#i havent put that much time into either of them but so far.. i like bloodborne more than elden ring

[devotedlystrangewizard]

its a little funny how my dad kept being like "ooh ur gonna be so good at elden ring u were great at parrying the guardians in botw" and as it turns out.. im pretty decent at parrying in bloodborne!

[ganondoodle]

actively fighting a full blown panic attack born out of sadness and anger after having to drive by yet another victim on the side of the road

it makes me livid how accepted it is to just let cats suffer and die disgustingly horrid deaths and live awful short lives just so what, for what?? so you dont have to play with them for an hour a day??? when i was little it was just kinda normal that they disappeared at some point, i didnt understand what it actually meant until our outdoor cat i loved dearly was found in the bushes near our house in a condition so horrible my dad has never told me and i have never dared to ask, she only made it to 6 and had horrible scars and infections before that i allowed my family to convince me to let my first own cat outside, we only had her for a year, she died at only 2 years old, i am still suffering from the guilt, it has never let me go, she went missing for a week and i walked the entire vilage up and down every day, yelling her name, wandering into the forest alone, talking to every stranger i met until one morning my mom told me that our neighbour who works for the city asked if we had a white cat with a very specific collar she had- he found her on a busy road crossing in the next bigger city, i never even got to bury her, its haunting me, the thought of her wandering lost and scared in the city for a week until meeting an awful end gives me headaches, the fact that i was the last one to see her alive, that i put her outside bc we were late for school and had to leave quickly, that she had come home with oil in her fur from crawling through maschines and cars before, that i was worried but still didnt act, that it is my fault, any time i am up to late its coming back, it will never let me go, if i had stood my ground and not allow her outside unless on a leash or similar shed still be alive today, any time i read a description at our local shelter it comes back, they still advocate for outside cats, all of them, even if they have only been an indoor one before, its madness my older sister had a cat, i dont even know how old he got but it wasnt long either, he got hit by a car in front of their house, she has two now again and the only reason she hasnt let them outside is because they havent shown much interest in it, i tried to warn her before and she didnt listen and shes still resistent, even after losing one too

i have seen so many on the side of the road, anywhere i drive i see them, i cannot forget a single one, we are surrounded by farm land and all its giant maschinery, its still common to poison rodents, why do people value them so little, you wouldnt let your dog just live outside in the woods and streets for half the day or more, you wouldnt just throw your guniea pigs on the road and tell them have fun, you wouldnt just let your bird roam outside, there probably assholes that do that too but you cannot tell me its as common as outside cats

i dont understand it, i dont, i wont, i never will, i will never forgive myself this poor little animal that was my responsibility having to pay the price of my ignorance, or my own weakness letting my family convince me despite the awful way we lost one before, it makes me want to explode it hurts my brain in grief and anger i can barely contain

cats deserve to live a safe and long life, i get only having them inside may feel like you are locking them up, but do you think that not doing so is worth having them die a painful death? being poisonend? on purpose even by disgusting people that hate them? abused and chased by other animals and dogs? hurt and lost? cutting their lifespan in half? if they even make it that far? the amount of wildlife that they kill unnecessarily so when all of that is already in a steep decline everywhere? and if they eat what they hunt get infected with diseases or again, poison? die somewhere in agony? if cared for they dont care about going outside, plenty can be leash trained or given a secure way to roam like those cat proof aviary like things, if you dont want to put effort into caring for a cat DONT GET ONE, ALL pets require adequate care, and if you think cats are the easiest bc you only have to feed them every now and then IF they come home? you suck, you are an asshole, i hate you and you do not care about them, if you just want to occasionalyl feed and pet an animal go to the petting zoo

(this is about pet cats of people who can absolutely afford to keep them healthily inside, i know feral cats and those in poor neighbourhoods are a thing, even if not here where i live, and thats a whole other but still similar problem and not the point of this post)

[b0g-b0y]

Is It So Hard To Believe?

Price x M reader NSFW

“I got to say Y/n i'm surprised you really haven't slept with anyone?” Gaz spoke as the water fell from the group showers. “ Why is it so hard to believe that I haven't?” Y/n asked. This time Soap spoke. “ Your a bonnie Y/n” Soap said with a small chuckle. “ Think you have all gone mad” Y/n said. Throughout this whole conversation Ghost and Price havent said a word.

It wasn't long until Y/n was drying his hair with a towel. “ Think you need to go out more Y/n '' Gaz said as he walked by. “ Think you need to mind your own business Gaz, I don't put myself out there but I do have someone and we are taking things slow” Y/n said with a small sigh. “Whatever you say Y/n '' Gaz said.

Later that night y/n stood in the captain's room taking off his jeans he had on throwing them on a chair in the room. Price came into his room not to long after he finished brushing his teeth. “Don't give me that look, John.” Y/n spoke as he sat down on the bed with a small sigh. “ You really never had sex before?” Price asked as he looked at his lover with curiosity. “No i havent. Is it really that big of a deal that I haven't?” Y/ns eyes met Prices for a moment. “ No it's not a big deal, just surprised, Soap was right you're a pretty guy it's just surprising is all. I think you'd at least have a few partners in bed. I mean look at you doll.” Price spoke as his hand held Y/n's face softly. “ I'm not that pretty, and yeah i've dated other people just as far as i ever got was sexting that's it.” Y/n says as he grabbed John's hand and held it. John's blue eyes looked Y/ns body up and down. “ Would you ever want to try anything like that… maybe I don't want to make you do anything, I'm just asking for a doll” Price spoke.

And that's how/n ended up under Price as Price softly kissed down his body before he gently sucked and nipped at Y/n's nipple earning a small whine from Y/n. “ That's it making pretty sounds for me, didnt think youd be so sensitive doll” Price spoke before going up for a quick kiss. “ Me either, it's just different when it's someone else” Y/n said as he reached out to hold one of John's hands. The moment was intimate but sweet at the same time soft moans fell from Y/n's lips as Price loved him worshiping him, there was a smile on John's face as he looked at his work Y/n's chest rising and following as he panted softly. Y/ns stomach and chest were covered in marks that john left behind. Johns hand pulled down Y/ns boxers, John brought up the hand he held and kissed it softly before he started to stroke Y/ns cock. The sounds that fell from Y/ns mouth was like music to his ears, Y/ns yes were half lidded as he watched John stroked him. It wasn't long until Y/n came.

After a few minutes of coming down from cumming Y/n looked at John. “ What about you?” Y/n asked. “ What about me? This isn't about me it's about you doll” John spoke. “ But It would only be fair- '' Y/n said before Price cut him off. “ We can go all the way a diffrent night doll, I just wanted to please you. But don't worry love, I've made a mess in my boxers.” Price said as he showed his pre cum covered boxers.

It didn't take much convincing him that it was ok if he wanted to finish himself off. And after a quick clean up the both of you snuggled together, John kissed y/ns neck softly a few times. “ I love you for more than your body. You know that right. You know that I love you and no matter what I'll be here for you, and that my body is yours. I love you Y/n get some rest” Price said before the both of you fell asleep.

[urperfectcinnamonroll07]

Pillow Princess

requesred?: no pairing(s): choi seungcheol x plus sized!afab!reader genre: smut (tad bit of fluff??), kinda angsty aswell warning(s): mentions of body shaming, reader feeling like she cant be loved (cheol comforts reader after), oral (f recieving), mentions of crying summary: 𝘯/𝘢 word count: 752 a/n: this is the last one before i do requests again! honestly havent written for cheol in what feels like AGES icl. Either way, hope you enjoy! Make sure to eat and drink something, love yas, mwah!

you were feeling very insecure at the minute. from the moment you and cheol went public, there was immediately comments about your appearance, people calling you fat all over social media, saying they could do better. cheol always insisted he loved you just the way you were, but you were slowly starting to doubt that anyone could love you.

so here you were, crying in bed one night. cheol wasn’t meant to be back for another few hours, but when you felt a pair of arms wrap around your stomach, bringing you into a nice warm embrace, aswell as a nose make its way into the crook of your neck.

“are you thinking about it again?” the voice mumbled. you recognised the arms aswell as the voice. cheol.

“no” you quickly deny, wiping your eyes as best as you could before a hand wrapped around your wrist and pulled it away from your face.

“you don’t need to hide it from me. i’m here for you baby” he whispered, pressing pepper light kisses all over your neck “i love you so much, and as much as i hate to see you cry, it’s good that you’re letting your emotions out an not bottling them up”

you only nodded softly in response as cheol continued his light kisses all over your neck.

“but for now, i wanna make you cry for a reason other than being sad” he said, his tone low and suggestive. “i want you to sit on my face honey”

“cheol-“ he cuts you off before you could continue.

“i don’t wanna hear it honey, just do it”

“but what if i like, kill you with my thighs?”

“then it would be the best way for a man to go”

you lay there for a few seconds in contemplation before turning to face him.

“you promise to tell me if you need to stop?” you ask hesitantly.

“promise” he nods.

“pinky promise?” you hold out your pinky.

“pinky promise” cheol confirms, interlocking his pinky with yours.

“you’ll tap my thigh twice?”

“i’ll tap your thigh twice honey”  

it didn’t take long before cheol pulled your shorts and panties off and got you to straddle his face. your thighs framed his face perfectly, as though it was a sight that should only be kept in an art gallery and nowhere but. cheol wrapped his hands around your thighs and pulled you down slightly before loosening his grip. you sat down on his face, but didn’t put your full weight onto him. cheol got slightly irritated by this and pulled you down so you were sat with your full body weight on his face.

you cried out and gripped the headboard instantly as you felt cheol’s lips wrap around your clit and give it a harsh suck, before running his tongue up and down your slit, flicking his tongue harshly as he got up to your clit, eliciting moans and sighs of pleasure from you. you felt cheol lick his way down to your hole before pushing his tongue inside of you, pushing it in as far as it would go before beginning to fuck you on his tongue, making you move your hips backwards and forwards as he did so.

his nose bumped against your clit a few times, making the guilt of suffocating cheol almost all that worth it. cheol continued to fuck his tongue into you before he got back to slurping and lapping at your folds, delivering a few harsh but pleasurable sucks to your clit again. you threw your head back as you felt the knot in your stomach begin to tighten. so did your thighs, they started to tighten around cheol’s head as you neared your release.

cheol seemed to get the hint as he sped up his actions and sucked a lot harsher on your poor bundle of nerves.

“come for me” he mumbled against your cunt, sending vibrations through you.

that was all it took for you to be thrown over the edge, into a sea of complete ecstasy as you came undone all over his face. cheol slurped every last drop of your release, riding you out of your high before tapping your thigh twice. you got the hint and moved off him, mind still reeling from your previous release.

cheol wasted no time in caging you under him.

“i’m not done honey” he husked before he claimed your lips into a long fiery kiss.

oh, were you in for a long night.

[lennadanvers]

Hi! I love everything youve written with my entire fucking heart like you dont understand there hasnt been a single thing of yours that I havent liked! Anyways, I was wondering if you could write some more Simon Riley? You write him so well it isnt even funny. If you cant, no worries! I think youre amazing!!!!

Hi! Thanks a lot for the praise, it means a lot (you don't even know how much, I'm pretty new to fanfic writing and posting stuff is still kinda terrifying, but when people say things like this it warms my heart). Anyway, I had this sitting in my drafts for way too long, and found the energy to finish it today. Sorry for the delay, I hope you still enjoy it.

Thanks for your patience <3

Every coin has two faces

Ghost doesn’t like to think about himself.

Maybe the mask is an effort to conceal his own face when he walks past a mirror, rather than to guard his identity. Maybe it has a double purpose. Maybe it’s just one: to hide. Whatever the case, Simon Riley avoided thinking about himself. Of how he looked. How he sounded. Or moved-

Until he had met you.

Fresh blood. As in a new recruit and as in that you were bleeding the first time he saw you. Despite the bloody nose, there was something there. A burn in your eyes. The sharp smile you threw to the recruit laying at your feet. To the one responsible for your pain. Sparring wasn’t supposed to be this dirty, but they had crossed the line. And you had slaughtered it in response. A fucking demon; you had become violence on the flesh and unleashed something nasty upon them.

Once you had won the fight -not fair and square, but they had asked for it-, you stopped. Put the leash on whatever it was that took over you, and stepped back, hand to your bloody face.

Simon smelled something rotten.

For the untrained nose, it wasn’t noticeable. Most people would have looked at you and seen a surprisingly skilled recruit, that’s it. But he saw himself. Broken recognizes broken, he supposes. The anger ready to jump out. The control; years of training that someone as young as you would only have if they started before even learning to talk.

That’s what it was, wasn’t it? You were another survivor. Another messed up past. Another broken child who grew into a desperate, cold monster.

Ghost saw himself in you.

It went downhill from there. Simon Riley knew it was a bad idea, he was a bad idea. But you were so good. Scary good. Too damn close to perfect for him to be at ease. He kept an eye on you. From afar. Very, very far. From a second-floor window. From his elevated position as a sniper in the field. From a couple dozens of yards in the training area. Through Soap’s gossip.

Simon Riley had never been so close to liking himself. You were fast, methodic, smart and precise. You were strong, witty, sarcastic and poisonous. He was interested, involved, captivated and weirdly vulnerable.

It haunted Ghost how much of himself he saw in you. It just made the few contrasts (sparkly smile, short body, soft curves) feel sweeter. Just made him want to be closer. If you were so… So beautiful, so elegant, deadly, appealing, valuable… Maybe he was, too. Maybe it happened to you too. Maybe, when you looked at him, you saw yourself. Maybe you understood.

That’s why the way you looked at him it chipped his heart a little.

He had never considered himself particularly handsome. Just a man. But this man had a good body -strong, healthy, taller than most. He was good at his job- effective, respected, he had earned his position. He knew not to get into other people’s business, and he had a decent sense of humor. Some women had even complimented his accent- apparently his voice was quite attractive. The few that had seen his face hadn’t complained, either.

Obviously, he didn’t expect everyone to be interested in him. Simon knew the mask weirded some people out. But it wasn’t the mask, was it?

It was him.

You looked at him like he was the president of the welcoming committee of the four horsemen of the apocalypse. Like you’d shoot him if he took a step too close (he never stood within less than six meters from your personal space, mind you). Whenever he entered the room, you stabbed him with your side eye. If Ghost had to walk past you in the hallway, you’d stick to the wall like a fucking tree frog, for God’s sake. And he hadn’t even talked to you directly.

Simon hadn’t been able to wrap his head around it.

Until now, that is. After you had been chosen to go with the team to a mission. One that was supposed to be easy. In and out. No more than a couple hours. No finding a place to stay the night. No ending up divided in a couple different locations. And definitely no spending the night hiding with you.

Alone.

There had been bullets flying everywhere. He was calm, fast. You knew better than to give him dirty looks when he dragged you to safety. But you were looking at him now. And he was terrified.

All this time, the scarred, broken kid inside him had recognized the scared, lost kid inside you. Ghost had seen himself in you.

But you had seen someone else in him.

His broad figure and trained muscles weren’t attractive, were they? They were menacing. His stealth, aim and training weren’t worthy of admiration, but fear. The hard-earned respect, the power, was nothing but a weapon, a strategic position from which to attack. Your dirty looks were the hate you had spent years nursing. God, the way you pressed against the wall in the hallways- your most basic instincts keeping you away from the predator.

Simon is a threat to you.

And you’re looking at him as if he was his father.

Ghost stares back at you from across the abandoned building you’re going to have to spend the whole night in. He’s going to be sick- you look sick. Simon knows how you feel. Being trapped in a house with a man who can beat you into a bloody pulp. Someone bigger, stronger and more powerful. Big body, hard knuckles and labored breath. Next to him, you’re so small. You’re weaker, have less experience and power over him. And you can’t leave: it would be worse. You’re trapped with him.

Alone.

It kills him, the way you step away from his body as soon as you can. How you don’t look him in the eyes, following his hands instead. He feels disgusting.

Simon takes a deep breath and forces his voice to sound calm- he’s not- and quiet.

“You alright? No wounds?”

He knows both answers: no and no. But he has to ask. Has to let you know he cares. He’s on your side. Here to take care of you. Not to hurt.

You shake your head.

“Good. Gonna stay ‘ere tonight. The others can’t be far. Contact Price to let ‘im know our position.”

A nod. He’s used to giving orders, but right now his voice sounded harsher than he would have liked to hear. Ghost winces.

“Thank you.”

It’s the surprise in your eyes that ignites his hope. He’s not an asshole. Maybe.

You don’t trust him, either way. After you eat- pressed against the wall, knees between you and him-, it’s time to prepare for the night. Simon knows how he’d feel if he was in your place. He’s more than sure you’re not happy sleeping in the same room as the big, creepy guy with military equipment who reminds you of a nightmare.

He takes off the gloves first. Someone told him he has nice hands, once. They’re brutal. But human. The mask is next. Usually- always- it stays on during missions, even if they last days. He can make an exception. His naked hand undresses the chin, the mouth, the nose- the scars. Simon bats his short eyelashes, as if the dim light of the sun setting was bothering him- he wants to show you he’s weak. He can be.

You stare at him from the other side of the room, still, a deer in headlights. Simon tucks the mask and his gloves into one of his pockets. Decides he’s keeping the bulletproof vest. But he can spare his gun. And the sniper rifle. And his knives- except for the one hidden inside his pants: he’s not undressing in front of your terrified eyes, and at least he has something to defend himself with, in case the enemy finds you. Everything else goes into a pile on the floor. He then steals a glance at you.

You’re looking at him unsure. He’s not only your superior, but a ruthless soldier. This is not the protocol. In fact, he’s being quite stupid by choosing to spend the night disarmed.

Simon shrugs. He’s not going to explain himself to you.

“’s uncomfortable to sleep with all that metal. ‘m a fucking bell.”

You give him another nod. It’s weird, how much you talk around other people. You’re usually loud, even your laugh. You laugh with other people. He’s seen you laugh at Soap’s jokes. He’s heard you teasing him about his accent.

Or, rather than that, the weird thing is how quiet you are next to him.

Ghost likes his recruits obedient and focused. Makes it easier to give orders if people have a cool head and are ready to follow. But you’re not. You’re ready to fight, flight or freeze, and you don’t trust him. You don’t trust he’ll keep you alive and well. Because you’re too busy making sure he can’t hurt you.

Except he can. He could. If he wanted. He doesn’t. For the life of him, he does not want to hurt you. Simon himself is terrified of the possibility.

Ghost knows it’s an absurd idea. He has no reason to. He is your superior, and you’re together in this. You’re supposed to watch each other’s backs. To be a team.

But right now, all you are is terrified.

And he doesn’t know how to make it stop. So he resorts to giving you choices.

“Wan’ the first watch?”

Say no, and he’ll make sure not even a cockroach crosses that door. You’ll be safer than in base.

You nod.

He bares his neck. Ghost has seen your teeth, and they’re more than enough to cause serious damage. Go on, he’s telling you, make sure I can’t fight back. Simon doesn’t say it, of course. Instead, he lays on the cold floor, away from the door and from you. Look, he’s out of the way. You can run, if you want to. You can wait until he’s asleep, grab his weapons and disappear. You can hide somewhere else until the sun rises. He just knows you’re good at hiding. He turns his back to you. There, it is yours to stab. If he ever gave you any reason to feel like this about him, by all means, go on. End his misery. But, most importantly, end yours. Take your pick, he left you an arsenal. He’s dying a death by his own weapons either way.

The shadow your body casts on the wall stays still a long time. It’s been well after an hour since he slowed his breathing down when you finally move into a comfortable position. The ruffling of your clothes and the little sigh you let out make him feel a little less cold. A little less like a monster.

When the sun wakes him up the next morning, you’re still sleeping. Ghost should reprimand you severely; should have woken him up, should have made sure someone was watching the door. But he can’t find it in him to do it, to betray this shadow of trust.

So Simon takes a mental picture of your relaxed face- he’s never seen it so close, it’s a sight worth risking his life for- and turns around. He pretends to sleep until you wake up and start making noise.

I hope you liked it, thanks again for the ask <3

If you (or anyone) have an idea/request/suggestion, I'll be happy to read them. It may take some time, but I promise I'll do my best. Also, I'm sorry if I made any mistakes, English is not my first language and today my brain was particularly confused. Just let me know and I'll fix it.

Masterlist here

[distant-velleity]

WOOOOO okay so school starts in a few days and i wont have time to make proper cards BUT—- i did some silly doodles for my ocs in @ashipiko ‘s SUPER FUN summer event bc i love them dearly and they need a break from the nonstop angst i put them through <3333

for the uninitiated, img1: chrysos and santiago img2: davis and ruixing img3: florian img4: yuhua

more thoughts if you’re interested and taglist under the cut!!!

chrysos and santiago would be so invested in the water balloon fight, they are THE MOST competitive and most athletic of all my twst ocs so 😭😭😭🙏🏼 really sorry to anyone who tries to take either of them on

although i think they’d be too busy targeting each other. ahh to be young and in love

look at davis being a mom friend even now <3

he’s honestly not that energetic so he’ll probably be chilling and talking with the few friends he’s made

ruixing was not built for long days under the sun LMAO he’s wearing one of those thin sun protector jackets. hydrate this birb 🙏🏼

florian is SO SHY help he almost didn’t show up but here he is… probably will enjoy a pawpsicle or something but he’s happy enough just being a part of it all actually

i drew yuhua in his post-ob look bc this look is peak whimsy and class. even though he normally wears muted/greyscale colors. he’s having so much fun and he quite likes this energy <3 whether it’s chattin with friends or getting SOAKED during the good ol water balloon fight

also yeah. basically everyone here has had minor adjustments to their hair, mostly getting it out of their faces some LOL. figured it's about time they get even just a bit of variation hehehehe

if you read this far thank you <3 i havent drawn some of these guys in. Too long now haha they need some love again 💖💖

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[tonydaddingham]

so i had the bright idea of rewatching s1 today whilst im working from home, now knowing what i know about s2, and so i can ruminate a little more on s1 with the additional context. ive barely made it past five minutes

im pretty sure ive gotten most of the frames accurate from this bit, and im sure it might just be a bit of demonstrative cinematography (which ya know, *chefs kiss*) but at the same time i love going into full year 9 english teacher mode about this shit, and i think there is something to comment on (which someone already might have done but w/e). in any case, this bit of dialogue is very noticeably layered with shots of crowley and aziraphale, but intercut with the shots of adam facing down the lion:

like, i can't help but feel that there is some symmetry in this and either other people have spotted it and im very behind, OR we havent spotted it and s2 spoilers have helped unlock it✨

so who is meant to be who here? for my money it would be that adam is mirroring aziraphale, and eve is mirroring crowley - in so much that at a really shallow level, aziraphale is a platoon leader, a guardian, fought in the war etc. crowley, regardless of his rank, is a starmaker, and let's face it the boy has the structural integrity of a strand of dried linguine. so we could look at it on that level (ignore the lion for the moment ill sort of explain that if it isn't already obvious)

but also we now know that this scene is not their first meeting, and that aziraphale and crowley do in fact remember each other and know that they have met, and in aziraphale's case is probably the teeniest bit shy bc damn heart eyes as an angel, heart eyes as a demon 🥵 but my point is that this is after the fall. after (as far as crowley tells it) crowley fell for 'just ask[ing] questions", and "just hung around the wrong people".

now i have my thoughts on why crowley fell: tldr because it would require another post - both reasons he gave above are bullshit and obvs conflict with each other, so i think that he doesn't actually know why he fell and has just guessed his transgressions so he can rationalise it, that god actually never had an issue with him asking questions, and instead it was actually god's plan to make him fall so he could represent the 'evil' side of free will on earth, as aziraphale's counterpart, and essentially ensure that humankind stays eternally 'in balance'

ANYWAY so the fact that in the lion sequence, 'crowley' is being shielded by 'aziraphale' against an unknown entity; but does this mirror a flashback, or is it foreshadowing? again, id put my bets on the former visually, but the latter... lyrically? idk the word but regardless take the dialogue:

"What if I did the right thing;

with the whole 'eat the apple business'?

A demon can get into a lot of trouble;

for doing the right thing."

so let's rephrase this:

"Was it the right decision to fall;

was I right to choose this for myself?

to choose the right to choose?

Because i feel like i could live to regret it."

so is crowley in essence already asking if aziraphale is on his side? is he asking if falling was the right thing, the good thing, to do (regardless of whether god gave him any choice in the matter)? But was he given the choice, first true free will? did aziraphale try to protect him during the fall, so crowley could get out in time (but ultimately fail? or at least bought Crowley enough time to find a back staircase and fall gently and peacefully, 'saunter vaguely downwards'?), and then get assigned to earth to be the 'good' side of the coin for humanity?

and is crowley asking if aziraphale will continue to be with him? in whatever romantic, platonic, acquaintance context you want - is he asking aziraphale if aziraphale will fight for him again, for them both? aziraphale made his decision, enacted his free will, in giving the humans a sword, and thus brought the concept of war and horror to earth, even if that was never his intention - so now swordless, and now only condemned to watch humanity as it strides out on its own (or was this the plan all along?👀), is aziraphale willing to do it? does he have the power, the strength, the will? would he stretch his finger over the line to fight on their side?

maybe im asking the wrong kind of questions, but all ill say is that in the above sequence? at the end of the dialogue? adam kills the lion.

i think 'their side' began in the job minisode, yes maybe, but also maybe the idea of it, the understanding of it, was planted here.

[supernaturaldoll]

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Dean Winchester x F!Reader

be a sweetie and reblog/repost this if you enjoy it :)

(Doesn't say Y/N, only you/her/she)

~Warnings: smut but with plot , oral ,praise kink, DOM!DEAN, Posessiveness/Ownership, PIV

Summary: You're ranting to dean about how you get like NO game

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Dean is sat at the small round table in the corner of the room ,sipping on a cup of motel room coffee. Sam wanted to spend more time with Eileen so he stayed back from this hunt. You walk into the motel with a white plastic bag in hand ,big yellow font on the side reading WAFFLE HOUSE. "Hey there beautiful...oh hey to you too Y/N" Dean says with a smirk. You throw the bag onto the table and roll your eyes "You're not funny Dean." You lay back on the bed with a huff. You run your hands down the side of the face with a long sigh before saying "Why am I so MISERABLY SINGLE." Dean doesn't respond so you sit up and look at him. He's shoving his waffle into his mouth not paying attention to you. You grab a pillow from behind you and throw it at him. He catches it with his free hand and tosses it to the side. "Dude im eating?!"

"DUDE" you say in a mocking tone "I'm talking?!"

"I heard you,I just don't know what you want me to do about it" Dean says before shoveling another bite of his waffle into his mouth. You roll on the bed and groan "I don't know, i mean i think im pretty fine"

"𝓋𝑒𝓇��� 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝑒"

"Shut up,i mean like alright looking. But its like any time i go out im insivible to men!" Dean smirks and looks off, getting lost in thought.

★✮ 𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓃𝓈 𝒟𝒶𝓎𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂/𝑀𝒾𝓃𝒾 𝐹𝓁𝒶𝓈𝒽𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 ✮★

Deans POV:

I look over to see a male stranger looking directly at you. A low growl escapes my throat. I throw back the last bit of my drink and slam my glass onto the bar. I walk up behind you ,far enough where you cant sense my presence but close enough to show I'm with you. I cross my arms and stare daggers into the male. He makes eye contact with me and throws his hands up in surrender before walking out of my sight. You turn around and smile at me ,my face immediately softening. "Hey Dean! I haven't had much luck tonight, you?" You say with a slightly defeated look on your face. Sorry sweetheart,I cant have anyone trying to take whats mine. "Me neither" Thats a lie, a couple girls approached me, I just don't care about them. They aren't you. They'll never be you "Let me buy you a drink" I sit down next to you and order us both a drink.

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"Dean! DEAN!" You yell ,snapping him out of whatever day dream he was in. Dean looks at you confused. You sigh,"Were you listening to ANYTHING I JUST said?!" Dean shrugs and you roll your eyes at him. "I was saying we should go out tonight, we can find some hotties to take us home. You in?" Dean groans reluctantly. "OH COME ONNN" You say with an attitude, "Don't make me go without you,I haven't seen you get laid in a long time either. It will be good for the both of us!" Dean thinks about you going out alone ,dancing in your tiny dress with other mens eyes on you. His hands ball up into fists at his sides. He looks at you and your round begging eyes. "Fineeeeee" He says with a slight growl. You stand up and squeel with excitement "YES! I'm going to go get ready!" Dean looks at you confused as you grab your duffle bag and head into the bathroom. "It's kind of early to go out darlin'. " You peak your head out the door, "Dude no it's not, it's 4pm ,you just have a fucked sleep schedule."

"I do"

"You really do" You give him a look of pity before shutting the door.

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2 hours later you emerge from the bathroom to see deans back facing you. He is wearing the dusty brown leather jacket he always used to wear. "Hmm havent seen you wear that in a while Mr." You say as you sit on the bed to put your black kitten heels on. Dean turns around and looks at you letting out a low whistle. "You sure clean up nice"

"Shut up"

"Yes ma'am" He says with a smirk. You blush lightly before standing up and smoothing out your short black dress. "Ready?" You say, looking up at him with a light smile. "Yup" He says grabbing the keys to the impala before ya'll head out the door together.

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You're now sat at the bar ,fidgeting with your straw. You've been here for an hour and still no one has come up to you. "You alright sweetheart?" says an attractive man who's now sitting down next to you. You can inhale his intoxicating cologne and your eyes rake down his muscular body. "Jackpot." You think to yourself before speaking. "Oh I'm alright just...lonely". The man grins,"Me too sweetheart" He slides his hand over onto your upper thigh "Maybe we can keep each other company". You feel your face flush and you open your mouth to respond ,before you can Dean is speaking over you. "She is just fine where shes at" Dean slips an arm over your shoulder as he speaks. "Sorry didn't realize you have a boyfriend." The man says, quickly removing his hand from your thigh. You look at dean confused, "Oh I don-" "Yeah keep it moving buddy" Dean cuts you off, speaking in a low tone. The man walks away and you look at dean. His jaw is clenched and he hasn't broken eye contact with the stranger. Dean keeps his arm around you ,a mix of his cologne and the rough leather of his jacket floods your nostils. "What the hell is your problem?" you say with slight anger in your voice ,yet feeling the heat pool in between your legs. You've never seen this side of Dean before and you'd be lieing to yourself if you said you didn't want to see more of it. Dean looks at you and says something but you cant really hear him over the now loud music.

You grab his arm and pull him into the girls bathroom and into the big stall at the end. You lean back against the closed stall door and cross your arms. "What the fuck was that about?". Dean looks down at you,"What? he seemed like a pussy ,you deserve a real man." He says stepping closer to you, closing the slight distance between the two of you. You let out a light gasp as he presses his body against yours ,feeling his bulge pressing into your stomach. "Dean I-" Dean cuts you off with a kiss. Passionate wouldn't even begin to describe it. It was intense, filled with lust and longing. His hand grips the back of your neck ,pulling you harder into the kiss. You slightly open your mouth in response and he growls lowly before sliding his tongue into your mouth. Your tongues fight for dominance as you whimper into the kiss. You feel dean smirk as you kiss.

All of a sudden you hear the bathroom door open and chatty drunk girls pile into the bathroom. He breaks the kiss and looks down at you ,hand still gripping the back of your neck ,eyes filled with lust. "We should probably let them use the bathroom" you say with a shaky voice. Dean nods and lets you go as you both walk out of the bathroom. You both sit at the bar and order drinks. You get wasted and talk for hours, leaving at 4am only because the bar was closing. You both get into the impala and you drift off to sleep.

You wake up in the motel room ,dean must have carried you to bed. A smile creeps onto your face as you roll over and see dean sat up on his motel bed, researching something on the laptop. You sit up and look down ,realizing dean had thrown one of his t-shirts over your dress. Dean looks at you noticing you're awake,"Good evening sleeping beauty,I'm doing some research for this case we are on". You look at him slightly confused. "Whats with the face?" He says in a smooth tone. "Are we just...not going to talk about what happened?" You say standing up and fidgeting with the long sleeves of the shirt that you're wearing. Dean looks you up and down and smirks, enjoying the sight of you in his shirt. "Theres nothing that needs to be said." He says before going back to typing on the laptop. You huff and cross your arms "Actually there is alot to be said. You cock blocked me!". Dean looks at you and closes the laptop,"Excuse me?" "You heard me. I was finally getting hit on then you came up and acted like I was your girlfriend. Then you..." You say, voice getting softer at the end of the sentence. Dean is now standing up infront of you, only a couple inches of distance between you. He looks at you and cocks his head to the side,"Then what?" He steps closer and places a hand on face ,forcing you to look up at him. "Use your words sweetheart."

You blush beneath his intense gaze "You kissed me" you choke out. "I'm just...confused." Dean smirks at you and leans to whisper into your ear, "Let me make it clear then, Im not ever just going to sit there and watch as some dickhead try to get into my girls pants. You're mine." Your breath hitches and he pulls his head back looking into your eyes and at your lips. "Dean..." you say softly. Dean leans in,his lips almost touching yours, "Baby..." he says in a gravely tone. "Kiss me" You say as a whisper against his lip. He growls and crashes his lips against yours. His hand grips the nape of your neck and pulls you in deeper. Once again you open your lips slightly in response and he pushes his tongue into your mouth. You taste the whiskey from earlier on his lips and its intoxicating. Dean slides his free hand down and starts to massage your breast. You whimper in response. He starts to massage it rougher making you whimper louder. He breaks the kiss, speaking in a low tone "You're all mine ,got it?" You nod as he slides down to his knees infront of you. He looks up at you and kisses your legs before hiking your dress up. He pushes your legs apart slightly and traces kisses from your knee all the way up your to your thigh ,then going to the other leg and doing the same. Your hips buck as he kisses far up your inner thigh. He smirks at up at you and runs a finger over your clothed sex,making you shiver in response.

"Dean please..."

"Please what?"

"Dean..."

"Beg for it. Beg me to fuck you with my tongue."

You whimper at his words ,pressing your thighs together seeking fricton. "Please eat my pussy ,i need you so bad." Dean grins up at you before swiftly standing up and picking you up. Your legs wrap around his waist as he walks over to the bed ,placing you down onto it. You take off the shirt and dress before laying back and spreading your legs for him. "such a needly slut huh? begging for me and spreading your legs wideee open." He rubs your clothed clit causing you to arch your back. He pulls your panties down and tosses them away. Placing his face in front of your glistening pussy. He looks up at you and speaks ,his voice filled with lust "Im gonna make you cum on my face while you scream my name." You whimper as he starts to slowly lick your clit, your hands grip his head and push yourself harder against his face. He moans in response ,sending vibrations through you. He hungrily eats your pussy ,occasionally stoping to trace his tongue over your entrance causing you to gasp. Your hips start to buck against his face. He pulls back causing you to whimper. He wraps one hand around your neck and hungrily kisses you ,tasting yourself on his lips. He pulls back, and places 2 fingers infront of your mouth "Suck."

You take his fingers in your mouth ,softly sucking on his two thick digits before he pulls them out your mouth. "Dean what are you?-" You say before cutting yourself off with a gasp as you feel one of his fingers enter you. You moan lightly and grind your hips against his finger. He adds the second finger and slowly finger fucks you. You throw your head back hearing a satisfied groan in his throat. He moved back down and inbetween your legs and starts to suck hard on your clit as he pounds his fingers into you. You grip the sheets and writhe beneath him. "Dean..." You say breathlessly as you feel the coil build in your stomach. "Thats it ,cum for me baby. Scream my name." He says against your sex before diving back in to suck and lick you. His fingers curl inside you to hit your gspot and your back arches off of the bed "DEAN!! MmM DEAN!!! You scream as the coil inside you snaps, filling your body with tingly euphoria.

You breath heavily as you come down from your high. Deans sitting back in between your legs and palming himself while staring at your pussy. He looks up at you and smirks. You close your legs and he growls in disapproval before forcing them back open. "Let me admire you..." He says breathless as he rubs himself harder through his pants. "I love your pretty cunt,so tight and sensative." He says running a finger across your wet slit. "Dean..." you whimper. Dean looks at you and you're looking straight at his bulge. "Is my girl wanting to return the favor?" You nod before you and Dean rearrange yourselves on the bed.

He's laying down and now you're in between his legs. You slowly unzip his pants ,pulling his underwear and pants down just enough for his cock to whip out. You gasp as his hard thick cock is now in front of your face. You knew Dean had to be big because I mean come on now ,have you seen Dean Winchester? but you weren't expecting THIS big. You hear a laugh in his chest as he slowly starts to stroke himself ,spreading the precum from his tip down the shaft, "You like what you see?" You nod ,feeling his hand creep up the back of your head. "Then fucking suck it." Dean growls. You put the tip in your mouth ,swirling your tongue around it causing him to moan deeply. You slowly take him into your mouth ,inch by inch. "Good girlll you're swallowing my cock so well." You whimper sending vibrations down his dick causing him to growl. "You like it when i praise you ,pretty slut?" You moan around his length and start to bob your head. He draws in a sharp breath as he uses the hand he has on your neck to help guide you,"Thats it, just like that ,you look so pretty with my cock shoved down your throat." You bob your head faster, tracing your tongue on the underside of his cock as you suck hard. Your eyes start to water but you don't stop ,wanting to please Dean. Dean notices tears stream down your face as you suck him hard. Dean moves the hand on your neck to your face. "You're such a good girl, so eager to please me." You look up at him and he groans,"You gotta stop sweetheart, I don't wanna waste any of my cum."

You pull off of him with a pop and smile up at him. He rubs your cheek and smiles,"My pretty girl..." dean growls lowly. You rub your legs together feeling more heat at your core. "Dean..."

"What is it baby?"

"Please fuck me"

Dean leans forward and grabs you ,flipping you over so you're pinned underneath him on the bed. He kisses you hard, claiming your mouth. You grind your slick against his cock and he groans. He leans back taking off his shirt ,revealing his toned body. You bite your lip at the sight as you reach a hand back to unclip your bra. Dean growls in approval and leans down to place kisses and bites over both your breasts ,causing you to moan. Dean takes one nipple into his mouth ,swirling his tongue around it as he roughly palms your other breast.

"Dean please..." You whimper. Dean puts a hand around your neck and lightly squeezes ,just hard enough to make you euphoric. "Shut up and be patient" You try to let out a moan but it's deafened from the tight hand around your neck. Dean goes back to nipping and licking your breasts as he keeps his hand on your neck. He leaves big dark hickeys on you ,he takes the hand off of your neck and rubs his fingers over them to soothe it. "You don't know how pretty you look right now, all needy and marked up" He places a kiss to your forehead as he rubs the head of his cock at your entrance ,you buck your hips up and whimper.

"Come on darlin' you know better than that ,use your words.

"Dean please stop teasing me ,just fuck me already"

Dean slowly pushes forward until he bottoms out inside you. You grip the sheets and whimper while he digs his hands into your hips and groans. "Fuck" He says under his breath " You're so tight". He slowly starts to speed up ,pulling out almost completely before slamming back into you. He eventually sets a brutal pace that has you arching your back and moaning his name. He runs a hand in between your bodies and starts to rub your clit. You turn your head,trying to whimper into the pillow and he digs his hand into your hip, the other one still rubbing small circles on your clit "Eyes on me sweetheart, I wanna see that pretty face as I claim you." You look back at him with half lidded eyes and he grins. He slows his pace down wanting to savor this moment. You look into his eyes as he scans over your face ,like he's trying to take a mental image of what you look like right now. "You're so beautiful" He removes his hand from your clit and brings it to your face ,stroking your cheek "You're all mine ,no one else gets to see you this pretty and lustfilled ever again. Got it?" You nod,"All I want is you Dean." Dean smirks and starts to speed his pace back up. "You have me baby, all of me."

You moan in response and hold eye contact with him as he fucks into you deeply. The room is filled with sounds skin slapping ,your moans, and his groans. He growls lowly before flipping you over so your laying on your stomach. This new position causing him to feel like he is even deeper inside you. He places one hand on the small of your back and puts the other one on the bun you have on top of your head ,grabbing it and pushing your head into the pillow ,pulling your hair occasionally. You moan into the pillow as he sets a relentless pace, fucking you with such intensity your legs start to shake. He takes his hand off of your head and runs it under you to your clit. He starts to rub your clit in fast, hard circles as he pounds into you from behind. You clench around him as you near your orgasm. "Thats it baby,Cum for me. Cum all on my cock." You scream his name as your nails dig into the pillow and you squirt all over his cock. He groans, not slowing down until you've completely come down from your high. He pulls out of you stroking his cock ,he grabs you and flips you over. He positions himself above your face as you open your mouth and stick out your tongue. He groans your name as ropes of cum spills all over your mouth and face. You look up at him and smile. He places one hand on your cheek and rubs your face. "So beautiful" He softly kisses your forehead. "All mine."

[grecoromanyaoi]

ok decided to post this publicly. the current name is 'when in rome' but im not sure i like it. it will ideally b a sitcom/comedy but unfortunately i keep putting in terrible and horrendous things into the plot that make it kinda hard to b a strictly comedy. like theyre a rich family in 1st century bc rome (60 bc to b exact). theyre imperialists. they have slaves. im trying to b as respectful as i can + trying to b comical so more under the cut. the characters r v basic for now.

so basically its abt the avianii, a rich patrician family. the parents are lucius avianus honorinus (sr) and cantilia. they have 5 children- lucius (jr), tiberius, aviana the elder, gaius and aviana the younger.

Lucius Avianus Honorinus (jr) is one of the main characters. he is kind of a loser.  He hates doing what he’s told. He hates not fitting in, but he also hates everything fitting in requires, because it's just not him. He’s neurotic, obsessed with getting positive reassurance. He can’t find it in society or his family, so he looks for it in sexual partners. He wants to be loved, to be desired, to be appreciated in any way. He’s desperate for it. Wants to please his parents and society but knows he never truly will. He wants to be a poet. His poetry is not great. hes got a working class greek immigrant bf and theyre being weird and gay abt it. he doesnt identify as nonbinary bc that label or idea didnt rly exist yet, but if he were alive today hed probably identify as nonbinary.

Lysandros (said bf) is realistic, sometimes borderline pessimistic. Grounded in reality. He’s sarcastic (deadpan snarker). He’s hilarious. He is a stonemason? smith? goldsmith? baker? builder? He’s good at his job, whatever it is. His wife, Laodike, and mother are back in Boeotia, and he sends them money. He doesn’t particularly like his wife, and she doesn’t like him either. They have a kid, Aristokles, who Lysandros figures isn’t his.

Aviana (the elder) is also a main character. she is a bit odd. Kind of a goofball. She says whatever she thinks all the time, never once stopping to think whether it’s appropriate or what the consequences will be. An autism diagnosis will do her a great good. She’s far from stupid, but people often think she is because they don’t understand the way she thinks. Often oblivious to situations around her, but sometimes understands/figures out more than she lets on. she dreams of a great love, but gets married to a man who turns out to b rly shitty and abusive, so she cheats on him w Adiantunnos, her gaulish (gaelic? idk. from gaul) bf who actually respects her (who is the only good parisian perhaps to this day).

Tiberius Avianus Honorinus is way too into the military and makes it his entire personality bona dea Tiberius shut uppppp nobody wants to hear abt ur siege in germania for the umpteenth time. He definitely takes after his father (i need to continue this im lazy)

Gaius Avianus Honorinus doesn’t talk at all. He is a high support autistic, and very likely has some sort of an intellectual disability as well. He likes listening to music, but only to very specific music. He only likes women’s singing, not men’s singing. his siblings (aside from Tiberius) love him very much, but Diotima (enslaved character) is the only one who understands him and knows how to care for him.

Aviana (the younger) is like 9 so i havent really thought about her yet.

Cantilia is a bit of a bully. She wants all her children to present as perfect, and for them to look like the perfect family. The fact that she rarely cares about her children’s feelings, wants or needs, and even Gaius’ mere existence makes it impossible for her to present them as the perfect family. Often jealous and especially mean to young women in her husband’s vicinity, especially to Boudilatis (enslaved character), because he pays them more attention than he does her.

Lucius Avianus Honorinus (father) is high key a terrible person. He definitely has autism but he displays it in ways that pass it off as his “man traits”, for example how he talks about politics and the military almost nonstop. He doesn’t understand his wife nor his children and doesn’t care to. Can be very cruel to his wife and children, and even worse to the slaves. He wants his children to be perfect, and for his sons, when he says ‘perfect’ he means ‘just like him’. He is only proud of Tiberius because he follows in his footsteps and succeeds at a military career. He is very disappointed in Lucius, but claims that “at least he’s not Gaius”. Highly misogynistic and homophobic, and quite a womanizer.

im trying to avoid anything controversial n racist so im keeping all the enslaved characters "white" (not how they saw race but whatever), mostly greek and gaulish, which were v common. Diotima will probably b a main character. she is the oldest one, and practically raised the children. she doesnt give a fuck anymore. she literally says to lucius one time 'theres nothing ur parents can do to me that they havent already done' (after he said they would get mad at her). her father was a prominent scholar in Greece, and he named her after a character in plato's symposium. he and his family were enslaved after he tried to lead a rebellion against the romans. she is extremely intelligent and has a vast range of knowledge about philosophy, literature, history, etc. its just that nobody knows this bc they didnt care to ask.

[genderqueerdykes]

i know you arent really able to determine what an other persons identity is(? im not great with words sometimes, hopefully u get what i mean—) but from experiences ive been having lately im starting to wonder if im cupioromantic

ive been in romantic relationships in the past, but as of late ive been wanting to be in one but have been failing to build that type of bond. ive been trying to put myself out there but it doesnt seem to work

i havent had a crush on a real person in a long time (specifying real person cuz i DO have crushes on fictional characters)

so now im really confused cuz idk if its me just not finding anyone that piques my interest or just not experiencing romantic feelings

btw im not really looking for a "you have this" response, id much rather have a discussion type of response if that makes any sense at all

you know what, i relate really heavily to that. i hadn't had the thought to look into the term cupioromantic until now, but i'm glad that i did because this may be something i experience, personally

i find personally for me as someone who's on the aromantic spectrum, it's really hard for me to figure out where friendships end and romantic relationships begin. it's always been insanely difficult for me to tell if someone is interested in me or not and most of the time i completely fail to realize someone has been crushing on me for a while because i just don't pick up on those signals. i don't know how to

i find a lot of people relate to not forming crushes on other irl people, but finding themselves forming crushes on romantic characters. i haven't had a crush on a real person, as far as i can tell, in my entire life, but i do develop crushes on fictional characters as well. irl, usually the type of feeling i get is "i want to be close to this person, be there for them, help them, and make them happy". it's definitely the desire to partner, but with virtually no romantic feelings whatsoever.

it's strange because i find that i can enjoy romantic relationships as long as the other person understands that i don't really get those types of feelings. like i'm okay if someone is in romantic love with me, i just want folks to respect that i personally cannot feel that specific type of love and recognize that it doesn't hurt anyone that i experience love differently (or not at all). i still would care for this person and be there for them, even if i'm not the world's biggest fan of kissing or cuddling or romantic gestures

i guess what im saying is i relate to what you're experiencing! i know you didn't ask what to be told but i did want to say that it does sound like your experience aligns with the aromantic spectrum in general, if you want to explore this label and try using it, i see no harm in doing so. you're seeking something that suits your specific situation and it's okay to try something that you're unsure of. this has got me questioning if that suits my experience as well

good luck figuring things out! either way there's nothing wrong with having these types of feelings! feel free to ask any other questions you may have!

[fxirysforesight]

Riize Seunghan's Controversy Reading

If you havent heard by now, (which I'm sure everyone has if you listen to Riize) Seunghan has been embroiled in a conflict regarding his actions pre debut. This reading is solely to gain insight into the truth regarding the matter. Keep in mind that this is based on tarot. Please take it with a grain of salt!

Are The Allegations True?

King of Wands, King of Cups Rx, Knight of Pentacles, 5 of Pentacles

Already the energy is odd.

So for me, this would be a yes. But there's a catch. Some of the allegations are true yes, but some of them are not, or are not as serious as the media is making them out to be. If I would have to take a guess as to which ones, it would be the alleged under-aged girlfriend one, and the smoking one. I do not believe that the bad-mouthing Eunchae one is true and I do not believe that the "unruly" behavior one is completely true either.

Starting with the King of Wands, which is a yes to me. The King of Wands represents someone who is passionate, head strong, and confident. They like to lead, and they like to be at a place or status of importance because it gives them an ego boost. These are people who live life by their own rules, they are usually self-motivated and action-oriented, and they don't allow themselves to be tied down with restrictions which isn't necessarily a bad thing. However, the King of Wands also represents someone who is hot tempered and overly proud and arrogant.

With the King of Cups in Reverse also being here, emotions are significant, specifically emotional maturity, which is a huge theme with the King of Cups which interestingly enough also influences that kind of behavior from the King of Wands. However, the King of Cups Reversed is a No, so I do not think that this card is representative of Seunghan like the King of Wands is, rather I believe it is a representation of whomever is extorting him (which is also a theme regarding the King of Cups) I can tell however that he is scared and anxious about this exposure.

With the Knight of Pentacles here this entire thing was likely in the works for a long time. The Knight of pentacles represents things that are slow moving. Things that take time. Things that have been persisted against. This also explains why it is that SM has yet to issue any information regarding this situation, because it came about so quickly and so strongly that it caught them off guard. They didn't have nearly enough time to form a defense or get Seunghan some type of protection, especially since stuff is still coming out.

The 5 of Pentacles is a No. But this is all too far gone for Seunghan to come back from. The 5 of Pentacles is a card of internal pain and suffering. Feeling like the world is against you. Feeling left out in the cold. Aside from alienation and disgracing, a common theme with this card is ruin. Financial ruin, political ruin, social ruin. Which is why I feel as though this entire plan was put into work to destroy his career.

How is Seunghan Feeling At This Moment In Time?

Queen of Pentacles Rx, 5 of Wands, The Fool, 7 of Swords Rx

So as expected Seunghan is feel super ungrounded and insecure about this entire situation. There are feelings of jealous here as well almost like "Everyone does this but I'm the one who gets in trouble for it?" He feels betrayed and immediately started to think the worst after this controversy and it's causing his priorities and goals to drift and dwindle. His focus is no longer on his career or atleast not as much as it should be because with the 5 of Wands here he is in a very combative energy with a few others. He wants to speak up, he wants to talk about it and tell the truth and this may be conflicting with SM's plans for him. He may be having some arguments or disagreements with the other members of the group or with his management team about how to move forward with this because it seems to be causing a lot of chaos.

I think he is ready to come clean though, with the 7 of Swords in Reverse. I definitely feel like he's been warned against taking this route but I don't think he cares honestly. He knows that it will be revealed anyway and would feel better about it coming from his own mouth. With The Fool here, he is hoping that this revelation will pardon him and allow him to start over.

What Will Be SM Entertainment's Next Step Regarding This Situation?

Page of Wands, Death, The Hermit Rx, Queen of Swords Rx

Expect SM Entertainment to put out a letter sometime soon. It may be short, and not as detailed as one would like, and it may not be about this situation at all. They may put out a letter promoting someone or something while simultaneously announcing the departure or hiatus of Seunghan. I'm not seeing that this communication will be very clear or concise, and it may not go over well with fans. I'm also seeing that they may take legal action regarding this situation as well.

[abcwordsurge]

hi bee my buddy bee! can you kinassign ninjago characters to some wttt characters? like which character is like who. i havent watched ninjago since i was a little kid,, so i cant remember much but id love you to tell me about it :^]

the absolute delight I felt when I saw this ask was incredible. I had a long car drive this afternoon (well, as of the time of posting, yesterday) and thinking about this ask was the perfect way to spend it. of course, now it's time to write down all those thoughts. this is going to get LONG. (if you want to hear about ninjago, then, heh, you came to the right place.) I'll put it all under a cut. first, though, you are absolutely wonderful and thank you so much for this ask :]

gonna go in order of when I thought of them. which means, first up is my favorite ninja!

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Nya - Rhode Island

the most obvious reason for this connection is the mutual hot headedness. they are both so quick to anger, and both tend to hold grudges for far longer than is normal.

but it's more than that. both of them feel an urge to compensate for what they perceive as a disadvantage. for Rhodey, of course, it's his height. (he is, as always, very self conscious about his height.) for Nya, it's her gender. I mean, she spent four seasons being excluded from the other ninja for her gender, and for plenty of the other seasons, she was still pushed to the sidelines. of course she has a little bit of internalized misogyny. (side note- I do think that's why she seems so determined to not enjoy traditionally "feminine" things. because she thinks it makes her weak. I'd actually love to write a fic where she goes on a girl's day out with Pixal and Skylor and learns to respect feminity and start dealing with her internalized misogyny. but anyway.)

last thing for this duo: Nya is, of course, the master of water, and Rhodey is the ocean state. it's just perfect

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Kai - Ohio

the best description I've ever seen of Kai was something along the lines of "he's not hot headed so much as he is reckless and in a bit of a rush." Ohio is much the same. he's called the Florida of the midwest, but he can't quite reach the levels of chaos that Florida sets. he's just... reckless and in a bit of a rush.

beyond that, both of them are definitely comic relief sorts of characters. both are goofy and a little airheaded, and both are pretty intense in a very amusing way. still, both are very friendly and like to be around people (even if they tend to be somewhat overbearing, and tease people more than they might like)

and I would be remiss not to mention their mutual pyromania. that's half the reason I thought of them as a duo so quickly.

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Cole - Loui

this one's pretty straightforward. they're both very relaxed and down to earth (cough cough master of earth cough). they're both loyal to a fault. although reasonable on their own, if they have the right partner, they can be quite chaotic. for Loui, that partner would be, of course, Florida. for Cole, it could really be any of the other ninja in the right circumstances- but the first to come to mind is Jay. (or maybe Kai. it depends.)

they also both love food. for Loui, this manifests more as making and sharing food. for Cole, it's more so... eating food. (he has tried, countless times, to cook for his friends, but it never goes well. Zane has all but banned him from the kitchen.)

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Faith - New York

interestingly enough, this is the only pair on this list where I thought of the state first, then came up with a connecting ninjago character. now, Faith is a very minor character, so just so you know, she's a dragon hunter in season nine.

she and York both have massive anger issues, and tend to take them out physically (either by yelling / making general sounds of annoyance, or by kicking things around). they're both quite gruff, pretty no nonsense, don't take crap, etc. neither of them are very friendly, but they're competent, and useful to have around. good people at heart, but it takes a while to get to that heart.

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Harumi - Nevada

this started as "they're both attractive and they know it." both absolutely have the potential to be villains. it's realized for Harumi, but for Nevada it's more of a theoretical "what if they got bitter at their unfair treatment and to 'fix' things they burned down the entire nation." they're both good actors, and good liars.

the biggest reason I kinassigned them, though, is because in the end, they'd both follow orders. for Harumi, this happens in season fifteen. she always seems to end up in a spot where her freedom is dependent upon doing what's told of her. as for Nevada, well. we've seen it in their joining the table video. they literally have to do what Gov says.

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Jay - Cali

both of them will talk your ear off if given the chance. I feel like both tend to feel like outsiders, both are desperate to be liked and feel like part of the team, and both are kinda losers (/aff).

Jay is very quick to share what he's feeling, and his attitude is very much "if I think it, you hear it." Cali is this way too, in a sense, though usually it's more facts and correcting other people for Cali. but the main point is that they're both certified yappers.

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Pixal - Iowa

I absolutely love both of these characters, and both of them are very underrated. they both tend to blur into the background, and they're far too easy to ignore. (which makes sense for Iowa, since there are fifth states and Ben can't exactly give all of them all of his attention, but Pixal? come on, ninjago writers, you can at least pretend to care about her existence.)

however, when they do show up, both of them are genuinely very nice, both are dedicated and detail-oriented, and if given the chance, both can be quite sassy. ("every part of me is annoyed!" is a Pixal line that lives in my head rent free. I love her.)

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Wyldfyre - Massachusetts

when I started this list, I told myself, "no dragons rising characters," in a useless attempt to not be writing till the sun goes down. but come on. this is just too perfect. both of them are energetic and kinda rude and very impatient, both of them are loud and obnoxious at times (/aff), and both of them are far too eager to start a war.

the real thing though? both of them care so, so much about their family. for Mass, that's the northeast (especially Maine and New York come to mind- "no one gets to kill you but me" is an iconic protective Mass quote). for Wyldfyre, that's Kai and Heatwave. (side note- Kai and Wyldfyre are The duo ever, they're so cute together. if you don't know who they are, I want to be clear, it's like a father daughter dynamic ((Wyldfyre is WAY younger than Kai)), and it's hilarious.)

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Skylor - Arizona

both are hot, though with Arizona it's temperature, and with Skylor it's, well, look at her. also don't tell me Ari wouldn't have hair just like Skylor's. he would love that long red ponytail look.

also, both are very dangerous. Arizona has his rough terrain and all the animals and cacti that want to kill you, and Skylor has super op powers (they had to change the conditions of her powers in the later seasons because otherwise there wouldn't be any drama- Skylor would just win the war all by herself). however, despite what they could do to either hurt or help people, I think if given the chance, both would be totally chill and, I dunno, run a noodle shop for the rest of their life. and y'know what? love that for them.

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Zane - Alaska

ok, last one, finally. I at first saw the connection between these two that they are both very cold. they're both quite reasonable and intelligent, not to mention large and basically indestructible. (has anyone counted how many times Zane has died so far? seven, maybe? and he's still kicking!)

in a bit deeper sense, though, they're both outsiders. for Alaska, this is, of course, due to geography. for Zane, it's because he's a nindroid, and despite his best efforts, he doesn't quite understand what it's like to be human. they are different in that Alaska tries to avoid the others and Zane tries to understand and be a part of the others, but nonetheless.

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alright! this is far, far from a comprehensive list. I didn't do all of the characters- hell, I didn't even do all of the main characters. but that is all of the strong connections I can make between characters, and besides, I think this post is long enough haha. this was so fun to answer, thank you so much for asking this, you are incredible <3 /p

[hiest-4738]

A spooky month theory about a guy we havent even heard the voice of yet

yk this fella?

thats him, obviously i sadly dont have the proof of this but pelo said we've seen this guy BEFORE the picture he's an old-ish guy, who is not any old guy that's appeared in the series(hes def not mr wonder and gregor is not only present in the same ep, but also bald) so lemme give my theory on who he could be

this picture shows that he is approximately one bob tall considering how neither of them have changed much in like 20 years i imagine the size difference has not changed either the fella is also definitely a little chubby, and currently has quite a big bald spot

i know somebody who also has ALL of these things. hear me out...

he is ALSO one bob tall! and before you say "nuhuh hes dead", OBJECTION.

he was put in a poster with all the important characters on it, going after jaune, who didnt even EXIST when he did and we didnt actually see him die. as jack said, "IT" was still "MOVING" during the LAST second of the ep 3 alternate ending. and so HOW did he surivive all those gunshots? well, hes in the cult. same one as bob, we ALL remember bob right? well what did bob do? he was able to be alive after "dying" and being shot a million times. SOUNDS FAMILIAR, HUH?

could i be wrong? OH DEFINITELY THIS IS VERY FAR-FETCHED and we havent even heard the fella's VOICE yet so they could be very different or even not even voice acted by the same person(pelo's known to do things like that when a character looks different but is the same character, VA'd by the same person. think dexter/dexfella) but at the same time we dont really know right now so im just throwing in my 2 cents here

[weirdhom0]

Project to read every zero day fanfic on AO3

So yall can read the title, as of like and hour ago ive made a project for myself to read every zd fic on ao3 bc I realized that ive read a concerning amount of caldre fics so I might aswell turn it into something. So far ive read the equivalent of 3 pages on ao3 as of now (60 fics) ive only made this an official thing an hour ago so I havent been smashing out reading every fic on a page back to back to back, ive just been going through pages and reading ones that catch my eye so all the ones ive already read are spread out across 25 pages of all zd fics on ao3, ill try to get through every one but idk bc theres no way im touching 'THE GREAT DILDX IN CALS ASSHXLE!!!' LIKE HELL NAH IM NOT READING THAT SHIIITTTT!!!😭😭😭 Or like 'the great tales of butter on andres belly' IM MOT FUCKING READING THAT you couldnt even play me to skim those fics honestly.

But basically every week or 2 im just gonna be reading a few of them and updating yall on my thoughts and feelings bc oh boy do I have some feelings about these fic, not updates and thoughts on all the individual ones ive read bc hell no im not gonna put that much work into this.

Progress so far + stand outs

like ive said, ive read 60 fics so far and honestly not many stand out to me this far mainly bc their just not very good like their either straight up poorly written smut or regular fics with not alot of flavour to them ofc no hate to the creators all power to them honestly if they have the drive and passion to put their work out there then thats great for them, I just dont have much to say on those types of fics. A MASSIVEEEE thing ive noticed with alot of the fics in the zd fandom are the concerning tags that get put on them like why in the fucking hell are there so many god damn non-con fics??? Its a weird amount that im less then pleased to see and really really dont wanna see more in the future id like to see college au's, coffee shop au's, record store au's (heheheh always gotta throw in a cherry waves reference) or more happy ending fics but idk ig thats just what I want. Kinda random but I just remembered seeing a young royals caldre au fic one time and I havent seen it since im really looking forward to it bc im pretty sure its 15 chapters long I LOOVVVEEE long fics but also I think a young royals caldre fic would be so fire?? Like I see the vision

STAND OUTS!!!!

Not alot of notable fics, just 3, but their 3 damn good fics that are absolute must reads.

(not in specific ranked order)

1. CHERRY WAVES!!!! Brief rundown: its a record store caldre au where cal is an employee and andre is a customer so its a strangers to lovers type thing its also a very music heavy fic (obviously) which I love bc I looovvee music especially the music thats mentioned like deftones, wallows, the smiths ect.

God I love this fic and anyone that's seen my posts will know how much I love it, cherry waves is definitely my favorite out of the 3 so far and I may have just some very low standards for zd fics but this was a genuinely enjoyable read for me. Its long (13 chapters), its a slow burn, its cute, and the best one for me is that its got me hooked into the story without the appeal of ungodly amounts of s3x!! Its good for me bc im literally asexual (the s3x repulsed kind) and borderline aromantic so yeah horray!! There is a chapter where cal and andre get freaky but its not even relevant to the story and the author wrote it to be skippable which bless his heart he is a saint for that, a true sweetheart ty miles💜 not much else to say without spoilers so go read it for yourself, I cant link nor can I tell yall the ao3 acc bc its an orphan acc now so just search up 'cherry waves' on ao3 and try to find it, theres only 8 pages so its not too hard to miss bc its written like 'Cherry waves [COMPLETED!!!]'

2. Televangelism by anonymous Brief rundown: religious cal, non believer andre. Cal is like super super super religious and is constantly talking about god and shit like that and andre is like 'yeah whatever'. Some build up later and boom caldre🎉🎉 its not alot of plot to explain without spoiling it so please go read it, its only one chapter so its not gonna take up that much time

THE WRITING IS PHENOMENAL. BEYOND AMAZING. IT GENUINELY HAD ME CLUTCHING MY PEARLS BC OF HOW GOOD THIS WAS OMGGGGGGGG!!!! initially I was interested in reading it bc I saw the name and it made me think of the song by ethel cain and I thought the fic might have something to do with her song since ik theres some zd ethel cain enjoyers out there. I was shocked by the beautiful wording in this fic, the way the author describes the way cal thinks is just MUAH CHEFS KISS and okay SPOILER PLEASE DONT READ THIS NEXT PART IF YOUR GONNA GO READ THIS FIC CAUSE IT RUINS THE WHOLE ENDING or maybe there were hints in the fic all along and my dumbass wasnt able to pick up on them🤦 the way the author writes the caldre freaky time at the end made it sound like heaven (no pun intended) like it really made me think 'damn I need to get freaky with my homies cause holy shit this is making say gex sound so good rn'. At first when I was reading the end i didnt realize freaky time was happening until a little later then I should have realized um mb gays im too asexual for this shit!!😅😅 But also the way the author writes cals thoughts about the gay freaky time is gorgeous??!! Ugh I love when people write freaky time in a poetic manner that makes it sound like your being banged by an angel and its blasing you with radiant godly energy rather then me reading the words 'yeah baby you like that?' and skimming over the paragraph until I see the word 'came' so ik its over. Other then the freaktastic freaky time, the whole fic is written magnificently and I really love how they write religious characters it was truly enthralling 10000000000/10 would recommend its been a bit since I read it so I might be meatriding off my memory but idk im writing this at 1 im too tired to read it again.

The lucky last, 3. FBI's most wanted by gaygurobian Brief rundown: cal and andre go through with the shxxting (god fucking damnit💀) and cals about to khs when andre is like 'lets escape I have a plan' so they escape from the police and are now on the run from the cops. Caldre caldre caldre🎉🎉 its barely toxic well i mean a little but I dont think having a argument with your bf is toxic. Cal is also transmasc if that adds anything but not really.

THIS FIIICCCCC GOD ITS SOO GOOOOOOOOODDD idk if this was the first zd fic ive ever read or if it was the first GOOD zd fic ive ever read either way it was an og fic for me and the most memorable aswell. I remember so clearly the day I read it and how invested i was in this shit it was crazyyyyy, the writing is amazing and the author could really go places with how talented they are at story telling it was just wow wow wow im speechless. Im being so real when I say I like this cal and andre more then cal and andre in the movie bc ik they both did the same insane act of shxxting up their school but the fic really makes cal and andre more likable and makes them feel like people in a way that I didnt see them in the movie. I dont really sympathize with the cal and andre from the movie and I lowkey dislike them bc ik they probably stunk and were completely dicks, but cal and andre from this fic?? Bro those are my homies they are gannnggggg their genuinely so much more likable in the fic which I mean its a fic yeah ofc their gonna seem more likable especially when they are in the hands of a talented author that knows how to expand on a character even if that character has little to none backstory or atleast not much to work off of to make them likeable as people😮‍💨 thsi fic is written so well that my ass stayed for the freaky time like that shit wasnt even that bad and was actually written well enough to where my brain wont vomit from cringe it really opened my eyes up to well written freaky time AND its perfectly intergraded into the story like its eased into it and it doesnt just come out of nowhere which im happy about. THE END OF THE FIC IS CRAZY THO I WAS SAT IN MY ROOM FOR 10 MINUTES IN SILENCE AFTER FINISHING IT MY JAW WAS ON THE FLOOR AND I HAD TEARS IN MY EYES!!! But yeah this fic is a classic in my eyes the whole fic is truly magnificent its 3 chapters of bliss bro its so so so good, the author is talented as FUCK and has a few other zd fics that ive read but just cant remember but ik they were amazing I just know it.

Thats it hopefully I can get out an update tomorrow this is gonna be one hell of a project thats gonna really hurt my eyes and my soul

[future-dregs]

For your WW ask ~

To continue your sappy theme, do you think there is ever a moment when Sam or Dean tries to do something especially nice for each other? Think like a date or unexpected present or something like that. If so, what would it look like?

The thing I immediately thought of was when Sam was like "When was the last time we were alone just you and me? Exactly. Let's leave Jack behind this time." That was a date. Sam was trying to set them up on a hunting date. So I think they're very aware of how much "us time" they have.

So. As far as presents go, I think that's definitely Sam's area (the Samulet, giant rainbow slinky).

I think Sam bought Dean a ring at some point. Not matching ones, but his ring, for Dean to wear. Whether he would give it to him on a birthday, or Christmas, maybe Dean's resurrection day, or some other anniversary of theirs I havent been able to decide yet. But I dont he would like, get down on his knee or make a big deal about giving it to him, I think he'd just take Dean's hand and either put in his palm, or place it on his finger himself.

Dean I think is a time spent guy. I think he notices when Sam is getting burned out and tired, or like I said above, when they just havent spent that much alone time together, and shows up one evening with the car packed up and he and Sam just drive until they find someplace quiet, throw together a little bonfire. Dean's brought along a rollup camp mattress or something, and Sam lays his head in his lap or on his chest like when they were kids.

[etherealspacejelly]

wow, im sorry the space dad thing took that kind of toll on you. but you're awesome either way. you are awesome whether you're space dad, space cousin, space friend, or just space blog. thanks for all the rambling asks you answered from me and your thousands of former children <3

its ok its not you guys' fault. you weren't to know.

ive been considering giving it up for a while now but i didnt want to let anyone down. it all just kinda came to a head recently when i realised how much time and energy it was taking from me. i was literally sick and bedridden and still felt guilty for not being there for people who needed me. thats not healthy!!!

its my own issue that i have seen crop up in my life time and time again, where i put others needs before my own even at the detriment of my own health, mental or physical. thats an issue i need to work on myself, but in the meantime i need to reduce the things that trigger me to behave like that, and space dad was one of them.

im so glad that everyone has been so understanding so far. i dont want anyone to feel as if they have done anything wrong, because they havent. this is my issue that i am aware of and am working on.

at the end of the day, im just a guy on the internet. im not a father, or a therapist, or a mental health professional. i came here to have a good time, i dont owe anyone my emotional labour. not to the extent that i was giving it, anyway.

ill still be there for my friends when they need me, as much as i would expect them to do the same for me, but im not gonna spend time moving heaven and earth for strangers on the internet anymore.