#i wonder how they'll interact

[the-voldsoy]

Ethics Town: Ship's Theseus thoughts<3:

the title is making me so excited I love the ship of Theseus

DAVID AULTTTT

holy fuck brain transplants ?? I love fictional unethical science experiments<33

diversity win! the man about to commit medical atrocities is gay! 🏳️‍🌈

HE KNOWS ??? whaugh ??? ? ???? ?????

oh God.

[vamprnce]

ever since overture came out I've been having so many more Dorothy thoughts and how the next game might be

[wtl-archive]

Any time I'm forced to explain anything about the actual script of this AU I feel like the creator of Cruelty Squad when Pyro was interviewing him

[rabbit-exe]

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[blueberrisdove-sideblog]

[🤍] helloo!! I saw that your request is open and I was wondering if you can write phainon x M!reader the reader is someone who has poker face most of the time and aren't really interested in anything sexual but are somewhat a REALLY good kisser, so imagine their first time when phainon initiate the act they just when "oh you want sex? Oh sure" feeling confident not knowing how sensitve and good they feel they'll be crying the moment phainon put it in

Im being delusional but I can't get it off my head 😔

OH, YOU WANT S☆X

★ tws : nsfw / smut, male!reader, first time, slight oversimulation, size kink ( mild & implied ), sub!male!reader, praise, dirty talk, aftercare, light marking ( hickeys) and missinoary position.

★ sum : Phainon finally gets you in bed after dancing around the tension for ages. You’re calm, cool, and unbothered—until he actually puts it in and suddenly you’re shaking, crying, and realizing you’ve made a huge mistake underestimating how good it would feel. And Phainon? He lives for watching your mask fall apart. minors do not interact : 18+ only.

★ note : not proofread, sorry or not. (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)

It started with a kiss.

Not your usual practiced ones—the calm, controlled touches that drove Phainon insane because you always pulled away with the same blank look, like nothing ever touched you. No. This kiss was different.

Your mouth opened wider. Slower. Hungrier. Like something in you was cracking open.

Phainon tasted that weakness. He tasted your inexperience under the arrogance. And he devoured it.

“Still sure you’re ready?” he murmured as he pressed you into the mattress, golden eyes narrowed, voice dipped low with amusement.

You nodded once, calm. “Yeah. You want sex, right? Let’s get it over with.”

Phainon blinked slowly. Then he grinned.

“Oh, sweetheart. That’s adorable.”

His hands slid down your bare thighs—slow, reverent—and spread them open. He’d already prepped you, made sure you were wet and relaxed, even though you claimed you didn’t need it. “Doesn’t matter,” he’d said, pressing a slick finger in while watching you pretend not to react. “I want to be gentle the first time I ruin you.”

And now—

He lined himself up, guiding his cock to your entrance. Thick, flushed, veined—he was long and hard and hot, and you hadn’t even looked at it until now.

“Wait—”

He caught it—your first break in tone.

“What?” he asked softly, lips brushing your jaw.

You inhaled through your nose, trying to keep still. “Nothing. Just… surprised.”

Phainon kissed your cheek. “I’ll go slow. Don’t worry, darling.”

And then he pushed in.

The first inch had you gasping.

By the second, your hands had curled into the sheets.

By the time he bottomed out—deep and thick inside you, his hips flush against yours—you weren’t breathing.

You blinked once. Then twice.

“…F-fuck—”

Phainon looked down, mouth slightly open at the sight of you: sprawled out beneath him, chest rising and falling too fast, your eyes flickering with something between shock and disbelief.

“You okay?” he whispered, voice velvet-smooth.

You gave a slow nod—but your throat worked as you swallowed hard.

“…I didn’t know it would feel this…” You trailed off, breathless. “…This intense.”

Phainon laughed, soft and dangerous. “You really thought you’d be unaffected? After all that smug little talk?”

You didn’t answer. Your poker face was slipping, fast. And when he moved—just a tiny roll of his hips—you let out a strangled noise that made his cock twitch deep inside you.

“Ohhh, gods—” you choked, eyes fluttering shut.

Your body clenched around him tight, so tight he had to grit his teeth just to stop from finishing right there. You were so warm, so fucking soft inside, and the little trembles in your thighs were enough to drive him mad.

“You’re crying,” he said softly, brushing his thumb under your eye.

“I’m not,” you whispered, voice cracking as a tear slipped down your temple.

“Oh, sweetheart,” Phainon cooed, rocking into you again, slower this time—deeper. “You are. You’re crying on my cock.”

You made a broken sound, high and raw in your throat, and clung to him.

“Please—please, I can’t—”

“Yes, you can,” he said, kissing the corner of your mouth. “You can take all of it. You’re doing so good. So perfect for me.”

He fucked you in long, steady strokes, pushing deep with each thrust, making sure you felt every inch. The drag of him inside you was slow torture, your cock already leaking onto your stomach from the sheer pressure. You were panting now—head tipped back, neck exposed, mouth open and wrecked.

And Phainon watched you fall apart.

Every second of it.

“You’re beautiful like this,” he murmured, voice dark with desire. “All those emotions you hide—you look fucking gorgeous when you fall apart.”

You whimpered.

“You want to come?” he asked.

You nodded desperately, trying to speak but failing. All that calm was gone. All that chill, that control—it melted into raw desperation, your body trembling as you clawed at his back.

He leaned down, kissed your throat, sucked hard enough to leave a mark.

“Come for me, sweetheart,” he whispered, fucking into you just right, hitting that spot with precision. “I want to feel you lose it.”

You cried out.

Your body tightened, eyes squeezing shut as you came—hot and messy between your bodies, untouched. You moaned so loud it echoed, and Phainon felt it. Felt your walls clench around him like a vice, dragging him toward his own orgasm.

He cursed, buried himself deep, and came inside you—hot, thick spurts that made your whole body shudder.

You were shaking.

Still crying a little. Not from pain. Just the sheer overwhelmingness of it all.

Phainon kissed you slowly, again and again, murmuring sweet nonsense as he wiped your face and stroked your hair.

“…Don’t tell anyone,” you croaked, voice wrecked and hoarse. “That I cried.”

He smiled against your cheek. “No one’ll hear it from me.”

A pause.

“…Unless they ask,” he added, smug.

You groaned into his chest.

He held you tighter. “You’re mine now.”

Your legs were shaking.

Your stomach, sticky with cum, rose and fell too fast. You were still clenching around him. Still fluttering, twitching, helpless—while Phainon stayed deep inside you, not moving, just watching.

Your eyes were glassy. Your cheeks flushed. There were faint hickeys blooming across your collarbone—his teeth had left them, somewhere between your first sob and your second orgasm.

You looked wrecked.

Beautifully so.

“…You’re still hard,” you said hoarsely, voice barely above a whisper.

Phainon leaned down, kissed your lips, slow and wet. “So are you.”

You shivered under him. “I can’t…”

“You can.” He smiled against your jaw. “I’m not done with you yet, pretty boy.”

You tried to sit up, but he grabbed your thighs and pushed them higher, folding you in half.

“Wait—!”

Too late.

He pulled out only to thrust back in with a deep, filthy squelch, and you screamed—a raw, high-pitched sound that echoed in the room.

“Sensitive,” he purred, hips grinding into yours. “You’re still clenching like you don’t want me to leave.”

You covered your face with your arm, too flustered to look at him. “F-fuck you.”

“Oh, baby,” Phainon said, dragging his cock out so slowly that you felt every inch stretch and press against your sensitive walls. “That’s exactly what I’m doing.”

He started to move again, deeper this time. More intense.

His pace wasn’t brutal—but it was calculated. Every thrust angled perfectly to hit your prostate, to make you squirm, to make your poker-face collapse again and again with every wet slap of skin against skin.

You gasped with every stroke, your moans growing louder, messier, needier.

Your legs were trembling in his grip. Your cock twitched between your bodies again—already hardening from the overstimulation.

“See that?” Phainon whispered, licking a stripe along your jaw. “Didn’t even need to touch you. You’re dripping. You love being ruined.”

You whimpered, biting your lip.

He leaned closer, his golden eyes burning into yours. “Say it.”

“…Ngh—”

“Say it. Tell me you love this. Tell me you love how I make you cry.”

You tried to speak, but the moment he fucked into you harder, you broke.

“I—I l-love it,” you gasped, fingers digging into his back. “Feels s-so good—I can’t—I can’t take it—”

“Yes, you can,” he groaned, ramming into you harder now, chasing your next orgasm. “Take it like you were made for this.”

You were delirious—cockdrunk—panting, sweating, your mouth hanging open as tears streamed down your flushed cheeks. Phainon’s name fell from your lips like prayer and curse, over and over between cries and moans.

You came again—violently, your entire body spasming as thick ropes of cum spilled untouched from your twitching cock, staining both your stomach and his chest.

You were sobbing now, face buried in his neck, gasping for air. Your hole pulsed wildly around him, squeezing him so tight he had to bite his lip to keep from losing it instantly.

But he didn’t stop.

He slowed down—yes.

But he didn’t stop.

“I want it all,” he whispered, stroking your hair with one hand while the other stayed firm on your waist, fucking you through your aftershocks. “I want every moan. Every cry. You’ll remember this every time you sit down tomorrow.”

You let out a broken whine. “Y-you’re insane…”

He smirked, kissing your temple. “And you’re beautiful when you’re ruined.”

It wasn’t long before he came again, burying himself as deep as he could, groaning low and animalistic against your throat. You felt the hot gush of it inside—another load, thick and warm, filling you until you swore you’d overflow.

You were panting. Your thighs trembled. Your eyes refused to stay open. Phainon pulled out gently, stroking your thighs and kissing your hips as he went. You winced at the emptiness, your body twitching at the loss.

He cooed softly, “Shh, I’ve got you.”

He cleaned you up with gentle hands—warm cloth, slow swipes, featherlight kisses between each. You barely registered it, still dazed, sniffling softly from the tears you swore weren’t there.

He pulled you into his chest afterward, laying on his side, one hand running up and down your back in slow, soothing circles.

“…You okay?” he murmured into your hair.

You nodded. Then paused. “I think you broke my soul.”

He laughed. Loud, unfiltered. “You’re dramatic.” You glared weakly at him. “You made me cry.”

“You said you didn’t cry,” he teased, kissing your nose. “Turns out, I’m the exception.”

You buried your face in his chest. “Don’t tell anyone.”

“Never.” A pause. “Unless they ask.”

“…I hate you.”

“No you don’t.”

You didn’t.

And with Phainon’s arms wrapped around you and your body still trembling from bliss, you closed your eyes—finally letting yourself feel it all.

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[14dayswithyou]

Some long-term followers may have noticed this subtle shift already (especially those who are in the 14DWY Discord server or have read this post), but I figured I'd make it official.

I'm no longer associating myself with the yandere VN community.

The TLDR is that the energy here really fuckin SUCKS!! And I don't want to be part of something so hostile and needlessly competitive.

The constant infighting and epicaricacy between communities is deeply upsetting, and it's very disheartening to see aspiring developers cancel their projects because of the unwarranted backlash and harassment they face.

Some entitled folks on here reeeeally need to understand that constantly harassing others for updates, encouraging developers to belittle others to make themselves/their project look better, complaining about a project not meeting the expectations you specifically put in place, attacking other communities because of the parasocial relationship you share with another developer, getting mad that you chose to ignore important PSAs or warnings and faced the repercussions, or even sending in hate messages on anon because you're bored are not things you should be doing — let alone be proud of.

I try to avoid bringing up these topics as it's not the vibe I want to have on this blog (nor do I want to negatively contribute to the Streisand Effect and blow things out of proportion), but I'm genuinely getting tired of being on the receiving end of all this harassment and negativity, seeing it happen to others, and watching other indie developers encourage such vile behaviour. I'm done.

For those wondering what this means for "14 Days With You": for the most part, everything will still continue like usual. I've said this from the very beginning, but 14DWY is just a passion project I pursue whenever I feel like it. It's something I do for fun as a hobby — not because I want to publish a well-known game or turn it into a career. I've been on Tumblr for over thirteen years now, and it's taught me how to grow thick skin, so everything that I'm yapping and yammering about won't stop me from working on 14DWY.

However, this does mean that I won't be as interactive with other developers or their communities anymore; many ill-natured people have ruined this for me.

Because of them, I'm no longer able to voice my opinion on other games without some opinionated rat whispering in my ear about how the developer is "problematic" or that I could get cancelled for simply following them on Twitter. I can't interact with certain games without its parasocial community becoming hostile or gatekeepy towards anyone they don't like. I've seen communities belittle and devalue promising demos because in their eyes, nothing can compare to their favourite game (or their favourite developer). I have been harassed, bullied, and doxxed by other communities and have seen the same thing happen to others as well. I've heard about the developers who weaponise their community's loyalty to attack and drive out their competition. And I've witnessed more than enough developers expressing how badly they want to take a hiatus due to how much unwarranted negativity they receive, but don't want to disappoint their community by doing so.

By saying all of this, you can understand why I dislike being here so much, as well as why I no longer find any enjoyment in interacting with the yandere VN community.

Many people here — fans and developers alike — are so needlessly pushy about their standards and personal opinions being the norm, and if anyone else goes against them, they'll purposefully try to ostracise and bully them out of the community. This place isn't as laid-back or inclusive as it used to be, and I don't want to be associated with a community that acts so hostile and aggressive towards anyone who shares a differing opinion — nor do I want to be part of a space that caters towards developers who'll tear down others in order to have a moment of relevancy.

We're all doing our own thing and making our own games; it shouldn't be a competition. But if you see it as such, then I urge you to take a moment to stop and rethink your actions — or, at the very least, understand how it's affecting you and others around you.

So until there's a reasonable change and people can go back to being less... demanding, hypercritical, and gatekeepy about who interacts with what, I'll be stepping away and continuing to stay in my own bubble, as I have for the past two years now. I've already unfollowed everyone associated with the yandere community many months ago, but I think I'll just unfollow everyone entirely now for my own peace of mind. I will also no longer be interacting with any yandere VN communities (aside from close friends), nor will I be as public with my interests from this moment on. Everything on this blog will be strictly related to 14DWY like usual, and I will continue to block and report any spiteful "anons"/burner accounts sent my way and delete their messages.

Again, this isn't really much of an announcement — it's more so just paragraphs of me bitchin and moanin 🫶 — but I wanted to get this all out there instead of leaving things unsaid and having people come to their own conclusions as to why I've suddenly become less active, less optimistic, and why I've stopped engaging with a majority of the yandere community in the last two years.

So, yeah... ^^; If there's anything I want y'all to take away from this entire post, it's to be kind, open, and understanding towards everyone — developers and communities alike — and to spread support rather than negativity. It's what I want my own community to be known for, so please be mindful of how you treat others online.

And if you find yourself being surrounded by constant toxicity and negativity (be it from friends, mutuals, or even other developers or communities), please don't feel ashamed to step away or cut them off entirely. Put yourself and your mental health first. I also think it'll be good for me to leave all this negative energy behind and continue to kick off 2025 in a better light, so if y'all need to let out any frustrations of your own, feel free to go ham in the replies (obviously, be kind and civil though jghsjg T_T)

[dailydoseoffanfics]

hiii ihaiiiii hiiihihiiiiiii your number one fan has a question 👁👁👁 could reader possibly interact with characters via theeee uhhhh the mouse arrow thingy (i forgot how its called)

its like yk how u see smth cute in a game and you just kinda pet them with that thing ^^^^^^ would characters feel that??

HIIIIIII :33333333

I think I know what you're talking about !!!!

So, personally, I don't think they will feel your cursor (bummer ik 💔) HOWEVER, THERE'S ALWAYS WISHFUL THINKING......

The thing is, the survivors won't see your cursor, but you do. The survivors are gonna wonder who is poking them, and they'll just. Agree. That it's just you being...you. (All of them secretly love it though...Like..please give them more headpats WHO SAID THAT.)

heheheuuuueheh....I can already see Noob, Elliot, Two Time, 007n7 and Chance being the most bashful about it... Noob will get all shy and hold their arm for a bit, but they're looking forward to more of your touches (touch-starved moment), Elliot's face is burning (metaphorically) and his face is like a tomato, as he bites the inside of his cheek and lets out a little giggle at you giving him a headpat with your cursor, Two Time having a loopey grin as their tail wags a...bit too fast. 007n7's another one of the touch-starved people, he likes interacting with you, as he has a small smile on his face when you boop him. Chance will scratch their neck as he tries to shield his blushing face from your view.

Shedletsky thinks this is just you being playful with him, and he's loving it. He lets out a laugh everytime you give him headpats or a boop. You're quite cheeky, aren't cha?

Man, you really do know how to amuse Builderman. He's gonna have a little smirk on his face.

Guest 1337 just finds you....endearing. He feels his worries and stress wash away just by feeling your touch.

[landoughnut]

My Girlfriend

♡ masterlist - request

♡ pairing - charles leclerc x fem!reader

♡ summary - at first you were worried about going with charles to the paddock for the first time since you got together, you didn't want to make a bad impression on anyone, what you both least expected was for everyone to like you more than him!

♡ warnings - somewhat possessive charles, lots of fluff

♡ w/c & a/n - 1.07k | ahh im so excited this is my first for this account! please please send any requests you have cause I cant really think of ides ahaha xoxo

"Charles are you sure, they'll like me? I just-"

"Mon amour, they will love you," he kisses your forehead, "I promise". Walking hand in hand with him towards where everyone is, he feels you squeezing his hand.

Charles and you have been dating for a while already, but you'd kept it a secret from almost everyone else due to how harsh people can be. He wanted to protect you from all the nasty comments people may make, but now you are making your first public appearance.

You weren't a well-known figure or model like the other wags, although Charles has told you many times you can most definitely be one if you wanted to. He met you when he went to buy flowers for his mother, Pascale, and claims that it was love at first sight.

Finally, you get to where hundreds of fans crowded behind a gate, they start yelling when they see you two.

Charles wraps his arm around your waist as you two get closer so he can sign some stuff as he's passing by.

"Charles! Charles, who's this?"

"Is this your girlfriend?"

"She's beautiful, Charles!"

People shout many things along those lines making you blush and Charles smile. He kisses your head again as you give them a shy wave, cheeks pink.

Charles finishes a hat he's signing as introduces you to the crowd, "This is my lovely girlfriend," he speaks and is shocked at how loud the crowd was. Clapping, wolf-whistling, and awing. He hadn't heard one nasty comment, not that there was anything to hate on you for, but it's shocking to see the overwhelming amount of positivity.

"Hi, everyone," you speak, smiling at the people.

"Here! Take this!" a little girl yells holding out a bracelet.

Charles steps forward, "Thank y-"

"No no!" the girl takes her hand back, making him furrow his eyebrows, "for you, miss! You are very pretty."

Your eyes widen, "Me?" She nods and you crouch down to her, "Wow! It's gorgeous," you beam. It was a red beaded bracelet with Charles' initials and number on it. "I love it, thank you so much, sweetie!"

Charles' heart races and his stomach flutters watching you with the young girl, and then when you interact with the others, who seem to be giving you heart eyes at this point.

His eyes narrow at some men looking a little too intensely, so he catches up to you and puts his arm around your shoulder. You lean into him as he waves bye to the fans. You blow a kiss, making them get loud once again, and then walk with Charles to where the drivers were hanging around.

"You see, mon cœur, they adored you," he brings your hand to his lips, kissing your palm.

You let out a happy sigh, "They were a bit louder than I thought, but it was such a relief."

Arriving where the others were, Lando was the first one to spot you two. "Ah! Look who we have here! Charles and the girlfriend who he told but not showed," he grins.

You smile and lean a bit more towards Charles, "Hello," your voice quiet. These were your boyfriends friends, if they didn't like you-

You feel Charles give your waist a light squeeze, taking you out of your thoughts.

"Wow, no wonder Charles didn't bring you here yet," Lando grins and puts his hand on Charles' shoulder, "you've got yourself a stunner. Scared someone's gonna whisk her away, are you?"

You laugh and feel yourself relax, "Oh hush!"

You look behind Lando and see Daniel, Oscar, Max, Carlos, and Lewis coming over.

They all greet you and for the next few minutes all of you are having a great time together, laughing, making jokes, and it's as if you've all been friends forever.

Charles frowns as he watches, none of them even glances at him, too engrossed with you telling some stories from your floral shop. After a few more minutes he decided he had enough and walks over to you.

"Mon amour, why don't we head to my drivers room, I'll show you around," he smiles, though it didn't quite reach his eyes.

"Alright, love. It was nice meeting you all! I'll see you guys soon!" You smile and they reciprocate it as you walk off.

Lewis and Max whistle in sync, "What a woman."

Charles huffs and hits his shoulder, "My woman, you mean."

Carlos chuckles, "Awh, is little Charles jealous?" Lando and Oscar laugh, glancing at each other.

"I'm not jealous," he frowns, crossing his arms. "It's just everyone we've seen today is fawning over her and it's like I'm not even here! Some of these people are ogling her like I, her boyfriend, am not right next to her!"

Danny shakes his head smiling, "Well, mate, she's a real sweetheart, what did you expect?"

"Well- I don't know! But she's waiting for me so... I'll see you guys later," he rolls his eyes as he hears his friends whistling as he walks towards you.

His eyes light up when he spots you chewing your lip, seemingly lost. "There you are!"

You turn towards him, "Thank goodness you're here! I was scared to ask for directions," you laugh.

"Good thing I'm here to be a guide then," he takes your hand gently and brings you into his room.

The moment the door is closed his lips are on yours, one hand cupping your face and neck and the other around your waist.

It took you a moment but you were kissing him back with the same passion. "I've been waiting to do that," he whispers, lips brushing yours.

You smiles, kissing him against. The rhythm of your lips together expressing your love without words.

He slowly walks back until he hits the bed, then sits down and grins as you straddle his lap.

"You're my girlfriend," he whispers, tracing your face, "my love, my angel."

You study his face as he admires yours, "I love you," you whisper, kissing him gently.

"I love you more, I don't know how I got so lucky."

You smile and hold his face in your hands, kissing his cheeks, nose, forehead, chin, and finally pecking his mouth, which was swollen from before. "I'm the lucky one, you are everything, darling," you smile.

He twirls a piece of your hair, "Alright, now how about I show you around the garage before people start wondering where we are?"ch

[mona-risms]

Hi! This is the anon who asked the "Y/N replaces Mystery in Saja Boys" ask! I'm sorry your day isn't going well, I hope it gets better in the longrun! ^^ Please stay hydrated, well-fed, and take care please!

Anyhow! The primary reason why I chose Mystery over, anyone else, is because... In the dance of Soda pop, he actually does a "scissor" like movement. (His two pointer fingers split and go back together, like a scissor!) And I thought it'd be funny if Reader was looking DIRECTLY at them while doing such a SCANDALOUS move. Jinu and the others sort of highlight this just to piss Mira, Zoey, and mostly Rumi off.

I also like to think Reader's choreography is slightly different from the boys. Being a lot more expressive with body movement interacting with the crowd. Clothing is similar to Jinu's (sort of matching, just to offset the trio.) but ofc Reader's undershirt and shorts is body-fitting. Has an open polo-shirt, same color as Jinu's.

Adding to the ending part where Jinu announces they'll be at a Variety Show. Reader just stares the trio down and winks before disappearing with the Saja Boys.

HELP??? OH MY GOD YOU COOKED ANON I DIDN'T EVEN REALISE

I'm very very very convinced that not only did Jinu pick like a whole variety of members that fit for his demon boy band not just to garner as much of the fans as possible, but also yes to utterly provoke the three Hunters 😭🫶 no fucking wonder you're suddenly on centre stage and the camera zooms when you're doing the movement BAHAHA

This whole thing just makes it better bc by god you KNOW what you're doing to them and it's just overall funny as FUCK to see them stew in like layers of both rage and "jesus christ that's hot WHY". Zoey would get it the easiest 😭😭😭 and the way she'd let out the most scandalised "NO." when she's like fully watching you. Mira'd take a little bit but Zoey's realisation kinda spurs it on and she gasps like you just offended every single bone in her body. Rumi takes the most amount of time and she genuinely has to ask the two of them like what. What's going on. What did you do. Did you kill someone behind the scenes just now. But no Zoey and Mira do charades with the ✂️✂️ but Mira has to spell it out and immediately she GASPS right after. You FILTHY DEMON

Considering how in this case you'd be playing as the token mysterious female of the group, it makes sense that your choreo's much more crowd-centric, in a sense, since it was most definitely the plan that everyone but Jinu played a certain K-Pop stereotype for extra bait. Crowd interaction, fanservice (played irritatingly when it's targeted onto HUNTR/X LMAO), more fluid movement when the boys are more rigid with it (like think of when boy and girl groups collab on dance trends tgt, except it's literally stylistically made to be less of an odd view and more of a complimentary part). It just makes sense you're so real for this anon!!!

The Sajas are so funny for this one bc they're all posing but also leaning onto you and Jinu, and you all have your attention on them before deliberately winking at the trio before poofing away, and it just gets them so infuriated like it's the funniest shit ever 😭 bc you knew EXACTLY what you were doing in that performance, to them, EVERYTHING ohhhh you NEED to die (this is a debate between the three of them, mostly bc Zoey thinks you're cute as hell and the other two agree but refuse to agree)

[writingwisterias]

How would Leon react if you try to impose a sex ban on him? He made you mad, so with a pout on your face, you placed a ban, wondering how long it would take for him to crack.

It wouldn't take him every long to crack tbh...

.... Minors Do Not Interact ....

Rookie Leon is Doing small things for you like making a tea, getting your favorite snacks before he finally caves and just straight begs and apologizes at your feet for even just a small touch of his needy cock.

RE4R Leon is attempting to ignore it's effects but eventually presses you against the wall or couch demanding your attention as he tries to figure out why he's suddenly being denied this. To which he'll press his erection closer to you so you know how much he really needs it

ID and Damnation Leon are going to act cocky and smug like it's not affecting them, they'll ignore you for longer just to teach you a lesson and gets you pouting/begging for their dick's. Trying to pull them out of their trousers whilst they'll hit you with a "two can play at this game"

RE6 Leon is going to just wait for you to realize how much you want it and then watch you come sulking for it. He won't push you away or give you the same treatment. He'll just stroke your hair whilst guiding you to his cock, sighing at you sinking him into your mouth and be like "I knew you couldn't stay away for long"

Vendetta Leon isn't letting it slide. His life is already shit and you pussy is the one thing that keeps him going. You even mutter than you are going to ban him from that for whatever he did, he's dragging your ass away to show you exactly how much he deserves it and what he can do with it. Expect a red ass and edging for hours...

Death Island is going to play along at first being like "oh poor baby being all mad" but eventually guide your head back to him, squeezing your cheeks slightly to excentate the pout making you instantly reject the idea and not go through with it. Apologizing to him and begging for him to let you have his cock.

[cheriladycl01]

Hi Friends! - Daniel Ricciardo x CastMember! Reader

Plot: Daniel, Lando, Max and Oscar decide to take a trip to Disney World

You'd worked at disney pretty much since you left school. It was the only way for you to afford your fees in University and was the most felixible work in Orlando.

You worked in the Battu area currently but you'd originally worked in the British Pavilion in Epcot as a Cultural Exchange, but once life seemed to become a little more steady in Orlando you moved to Hollywood Studios but just in the Star Wars section, a true passion of yours.

You got to dress like a rebel everyday and walk round with Chewy, Rey and the other face characters and got to make guests experiences much more fun than they were. A lot of your interactions were the same, mostly with younger guests who asked you questions about the world and where you came from which you had a line of easy answers, but today had been a very imprompt heavy day.

First, because of an accident near the First Order area, Kylo Ren and two storm troopers were forced to walk through your designated area, meaning you and Rey had to act like you were hiding from him. Many of the guests around you got involved talking to the troopers to distract them while you and Rey managed to escape.

Your lunch break consided of a location special, a Ronto Wrap and Tattooine Sunset which you didn't have everyday but it was a nice treat everynow and then.

"Hey Y/N!" Your manager smiles at you and you grin, wiping the sauce from around your mouth before gesturing her to take a seat opposite you.

"How are you Linda?" you ask kindly taking a sip of your drink waiting for her response.

"Mmmm, todays a good day, and i hear it is for you to. I came to let you know guests are speaking really highly about you today and are coming forward with a lor of compliments and so we wanted you to help with a VIP Party coming in later on today" she explains and you take a look at her with wide eyes.

"Wait who is it?" you ask, shaking your head wondering why this had been sprung on you so last minute.

"You'll know them when you see them sweetheart! Usual meeting place and the guide will meet you there but you've just got to be your usual Batuuian self and they'll love it. Take them on the rides, have interactions and all that!!" she grins before running of, leaving you and the sauce currently spilling out of your wrap and onto the plate.

As directed you waited for them at the entrance to appear, greating guests as they came in welcoming them to Batuu. That's when you saw a group, four guys, two women, a child and two of your colleagues.

You knew who they were straight away, Formula One Drivers... one of them a current world champion in his difficult sport.

"Bright Suns, Travellers!" you greet in your typical Battuian way.

"Hello" Max smiles pushing the young girl foreward.

"Oh woah, a young padawan! Pleasure to meet you!" you stick your hand out and she grins, avoiding the hand and pulling you into a hug. You grin, hugging her back crouching down to her height.

She lets go and you stand back up smiling.

"Welcome to Batuu, have we been before?" you ask around the group, all shaking their head.

"Excellent first time travellers are always exciting to show around the spire. But ..." you pause looking around to 'see if the coast was clear'. "There has been some activity in Batuu recently that is dangerous so, are you all ready for an adventure?" you ask and they all nod.

"Mmmmm what side are you aligned with?" you ask the general group, only for Lando to scoff.

"This one travelled to the dark side long ago... and the little one, shes easily persuaded by his antics. Me on the otherhand im good as gold" Lando jokes making you gasp taking a dramatic step back from Max and Penelope.

"NOOOOOOOO!" the little girl cries jumping forward.

"I'm good i promise! Were here to help, right mummy?" she asks and the lady nods a smile on his face.

"And you?" you ask looking at the older man, long nose and lots of curls and facial hair.

"Mmmm, im as sweet as a peach!" Daniel grins and you nod.

"Well, now that i know your alignment is with the resistance, i require your help. Come with me, Rey awaits!" you exclaim, making them follow you over to the first ride of the day rise off the resistance.

Everytime the cast members with them described something about the location you'd chip in with a personal story of your time on Battuu.

You get through the rock caves through the lightening lane. You show them the hologram of Rey before you help them 'escape' onto the pod. The other guests around would be excited seeing as a cast member was here to make this experience different.

As the pod gets pulled to the First Order ship you start panicking and giving everyone intructions.

"You, youngling! You're on the front lines when those doors open okay?" you point out the random kid in front of the door before turning around to the person closest to the pilot.

"And you, watch that data, track it!" you tell them and they nod officially.

"And the handsome man, over there in the back" you point to Daniel who rolls his eyes and laughs.

"You're my muscle okay?" you tell him and he nods coming to stand next to you.

"Are we all ready, we act like we're hostages but we will get help i promise! Poe and Finn will come for us!" you nod and they all agree with a yes maam.

The doors open and one of your frist order colleagues opens the door, trying to conceal the shock on his face.

"Y/N ... Fancy seeing you here upon the first order ship ... again ..." he monotones making you grin stepping out the ride first.

"Ahhh ya missed me right Charlie, paperwork for these guys is dragging. We should get a drink on Canto Bight some time talk through our ...differences" you grin and he shakes his head keepin ga stern face on.

"Get in line! You rebel scum!" he says.

"Going the same place as the last time yeah? Okay guys follow me!" you say having everyone follow you. You pull up infront of the stationary stormtroopers that are there just for show.

"Get a load of these guys, stiff as bricks" you joke shaking your head before walking off. Penelope grabs your hand and you stop to look down at her.

"Are you scared?" you ask her and she nods. You nod back and keep her close to you as you all que. You see many of the workers, who interact with you and the group much to Lando and Daniel's amusement.

You make your way into the containment unit and await to be saved. Your colleagues great you and you get into the seat next to Daniel in the back row to give the others a better experience at the front. The ride continues as you escape the first order and land back on Batuu.

"Argh boy am i thankfuk that we made it back here all okay!" you say with a little jig as you bring them out.

"So what do you guys do for a living in your own world?" you ask wondering what they'll say.

"We all race against each other in really fast transports" Max explains cocking his head to the side wondering if he'd used the right wording.

"Ohhhh! That's so interesting, we have something similar here called pod racing! I bet you guys would be grand at that!" you smile.

"Hmmm whose hungry i feel like our adventuring so far means we need to feed ourselves" you ask and they all nod happy to get out of the Floridian Summer Sun.

You guys get to the Falcon and you ask if they want to go for a ride to show their skills off.

"You mean we can drive it?" Daniel asks, playing along.

"Well fly it. I think Hanzo asked for my help earlier ... lets go!" you take them forward. Obviously once they got there all four drivers wanted to be pilot and were split into two groups.

Daniel and Max on one team, Lando and Oscar on the other. Lily and Penelope begged to join the McLaren duo. Kelly and you were pushed in with Max and Daniel and the rest was put on autopilot.

"I'm going to show you how to really drive space girl" Daniel grins making you roll your eyes and get ready to press the info for the engineer seats.

"Max pull up!" Daniel cries.

"I am, you need to go left!" he cries flicking his arm up at the screen.

"Please Travellers, keep clear heads" you say trying your hardest to stay in character.

Once your came up, you took the boys and Lily to Oga's cantina, while Kelly took P off to get her some merch that she'd seen on the way in.

"Cheers to a good day!" he calls out.

"Sagrona" you smile, cheersing in one of the many languages of Star Wars.

"You're like really into this" Daniel asks looking over you with a smirk.

"Mmmm i love Battuu it's like my home" you nod and he nods back.

"And say would a space girl ike yourself be free after you've saved the galaxy or whatever it you do here on Batuu?" he smiles and you shake your head.

"Mmmm yeah i might be... depends on the galaxy!" you grin and with that he took a sip of his drink smiling at you.

It was a great day, but you couldn't help but feel gutted when Daniel left.

You really wanted to spend more time with him as the witty banter you'd shared this afternoon felt like the two of you had connected, but you thought as you had watched him play around with P in the dark, wielding lightsabers you'd given them to mess about with for photos that maybe you had a chance despite his celebrity status.

However, the instagram comment on your post had you squealing.

y/user

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y/user: Had so much fun showing these travellers around today!

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danielricciardo: Still hoping for that drink space girl. Thanks for everything! ✌🏻❤️

-> y/user: no way! Hello hi, I’m freaking out rn!

-> lando: light reaction no work 👋🏼

lando: was lots of fun! Will have to show us around again! Maybe we can build a saber next time! 🫶🏼

kellypiquet: P had so much fun she will not stop talking about you! Thank you for keeping the magic!

-> maxverstappen1: Thank you Y/N!!!

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[takaraphoenix]

I saw someone refer to Steter as a comedy relief duo earlier and it just completely sent me, because that's just... so far from what Steter is, in canon?

As I'm currently rewatching the show, it has shot up into being my favorite ship on the show because of the gravitas it has.

It's a ship that highlights Stiles' fearlessness in such intriguing ways, in canon. From the boy who yelled at a feral Alpha in the school, to their first face to face meeting at the hospital, when Peter recognizes him, knows him, acknowledges him ("You must be Stiles", as though Stiles' reputation as the one who figures things out proceeds him, as he is the first one to put together that Peter is the Alpha).

There's nothing comedic about the scene on the lacrosse field, when Stiles is kneelng beside Lydia's unconscious form and Peter... for reasons beyond comprehension... decides to curl his claws beneath Stiles' chin and guide him up. Not grab him by the arm and haul him up, not command him, not demand.

This is... sensual, filled with tension, and I don't even necessarily mean the sexual tension (even though the imagery of Stiles kneeling before Peter and Peter grasping his chin is something that I find hard to not see a sexual read on).

Peter kidnaps Stiles into the parking garage to force the boy to track down Derek and, sure, the "His username is Allison? His password is also Allison?" - "Still want him in your pack?" is absolutely iconic and is comedic... how do you boil that entire exchange down to "comedy relief"?

The way Peter offers Stiles the bite - Peter, who so far, only took whatever he wanted, never asked or offered - and doesn't force when Stiles says "No". Even the way Peter catches Stiles on the lie is a moment of tension and revelation on Stiles' part. The way Peter acknowledges Stiles as the clever one.

The season 1 finale? When Stiles sets the survivor of a horrific house fire on fire? Absolute riot, huh. It's vicious, it's cruel - it's everything.

And when Peter is resurrected? Sure, Stiles sarcastically asks if someone can kill him again and sure, Peter snarks about living in a cave system. But even in that episode, these brief comedic moments are absolutely overshadowed by the way Peter and Stiles work together, figure out what the vault is made of, then call Scott to warn him and Derek, by finishing each other's sentences. Two brilliant minds working together, on the same wavelength.

The next time they interact is when Peter tells Stiles about Paige, explains what the blue eyes mean. It's one of the more heavy and serious moments in the season, aside from all the death scenes. It's a big lore drop and character background on both Peter and Derek. And it's Stiles this information is shared with. It's a serious moment and even as Peter tells it all, Stiles doesn't trust, sees past the silver tongue and that too is part of the appeal.

When Peter and Stiles work together to save Cora's life in the hospital, while the Alpha Pack is hunting them down? Blind trust. Stiles asks Peter to help him and Peter doesn't even ask, much less quip, he just follows Stiles' lead and they work together.

Now, I'll admit, I haven't seen seasons 3B through 6 in six years and hey, maybe they'll be a real Abbott and Costello in season 4 and I'm just not remembering it, but damn it all to hell if the first half of the show doesn't present them as two clever minds challenging each other, with a growth from terror and pain to respect and teamwork.

I understand and respect not liking a ship, but I am genuinely baffled when people deliberately misinterpret a canon to suit their needs. Always makes me wonder what alternate reality's version of the show they were watching, surely not the same as me.

[aspergerasparagus]

I wonder if any of the Frankies get jealous of Henry since Lucky’s so chill with him compared to the rest of them..

They get a little jealous you could say. It varies how long they'll tolerate them interacting before one of them is throwing around threats.

[redtsundere-writes]

sukuna and servant!reader is so good!! looking forward to rescue more of them <33

Eyes On Me | Sukuna Ryomen

king!sukuna ryomen x femservant!reader

Sypnosis: Uraume can't play chess with the king right now, you must step up. Contents: Obsession, pining, kinda fluffy, mentions of blood and body parts. Uraume uses they/them pronouns. Word Count: 2404 words. Author's Note: I love writing this ship. People have been asking me to make this a series. I'll try my best lol I think you can still read them individually, but there's a preferred order.

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AO3/WATTPAD VERSION

Sukuna hates humans. It's a fact of life. The sky is blue, roses are red and Sukuna hates the disgusting creatures that humans are. He has so many reasons to hate them that he doesn't even know where to begin. Humans are annoying, weak, clumsy, but most of all, stupid. They make decisions without thinking through the consequences. They prefer to spend their money on temporary pleasures and end up bankrupt by not prioritizing their survival. They worry about unimportant things such as social status, religion, and traditions. Sukuna hates humans, but boy, are they entertaining. 

Sukuna tends to study his servants very carefully. Even though they only clean, cook and obey his orders to a tee, it was fun to watch them interact with each other. He finds it fascinating how the servants gossip in whispers, how the gardeners concentrate to prune the bushes well despite their hands shaking, or how the cooks taste the food several times so that it’s up to their majesty's standards. It was like watching dozens of filthy lab rats in the middle of a social experiment. Although… There was someone special he loved to watch, no matter what they were doing. 

You had finished all the chores for the day and decided to help the cooks prepare dinner because you had nothing better to do. Your muscles were exhausted from having spent all morning cleaning the porcelain sculptures, the large frames of the paintings in the great hall, and the king's jewelry so they could sparkle in all their glory. You had been assigned the task of peeling potatoes, so there you were. Sitting at a table with a small knife, peeling potatoes while listening to the chaos going on in the kitchen. Uraume was busy preparing a special passion fruit tea for the king. The special coming from the water that was inked with human blood. Sometimes you wondered if Uraume had always agreed to cook with humans or was it something they got used to because of Sukuna's orders, but since they never talked about themselves, you never asked. 

“Fuck!” A cook yelled when the frying pan caught fire. 

Your eyes widened at the flashy flare. Uraume put the tea set aside to attend to the emergency. With some ice from their magic hands, they put out the fire in a jiffy, but left the kitchen a mess. They began to berate the cook with smacks in the head and curses for his ineptitude. The cook just apologized over and over again, but that wasn't enough for the head chef. 

“You!” Uraume called. You put your task aside to attend to their orders. “Take the tea to our king and tell him I will be with him when I settle this situation.” You nodded and took the tray carefully to go in search of him. 

After Sukuna gave you permission, you entered the library with the golden tray in your hands. The library was the coziest room in the entire castle. Its high walls were covered with huge bookcases filled with books, maps, and scrolls. There were long desks of works and hundreds of candleholders everywhere to enjoy reading during the evenings. He was sitting in one of the comfortable chairs in front of the game table, a small wooden table with a chessboard on top. The king was surprised to see you there despite having specified Uraume's presence. 

“I didn't ask you to come,” Sukuna said chidingly as you served him tea at a small table next to him. 

“Uraume had to attend to an emergency in the kitchen. They'll be here once everything is under control,” you replied as you set down the fragile cup of blood tea, adorned with small pieces of eyeball floating on the red surface to give it texture. 

Your gaze traveled to the chessboard, it had been a long time since you had seen the king playing. You knew from the other servants that he was a good player and only plays with Uraume or some brave guest. This was no ordinary board. You could see that each piece was handmade and had luxurious detail. The pieces were made of white quartz, the eyes of the horses were rubies and the crowns of the kings were made of jade. It was the most beautiful board game you ever saw. 

“Do you know how to play?” Sukuna asked out of curiosity. 

Being a servant, you surely had not received the same education as he did. Well, almost no one was on his level when it came to education. Sukuna was a master mathematician, a skilled debater and could threaten his enemies in 5 different languages. You hadn't been as lucky. You're good at cleaning, cooking and taking orders, but what else can you do? 

“Yes,” you answered with a smile. 

That answer surprised him quite a bit. Although chess was a game that was rapidly gaining popularity among the middle class, it was not a game for women. It was a game that required intellect, always thinking two moves ahead and knowing how to read your opponent. You didn't look like a girl who could do all that. 

“Sit down,” Sukuna ordered you. 

“I warn you that it may be a short game. It's been a long time since I've played,” you warned him as you sat down. 

Sukuna watched you with great attention. Your eyes scanned the board as if it was the first time you had ever seen one, your hands rested gently on your thighs and you smiled nervously. You may have known the rules of the game, but you didn't know how to play. The king took your word for it. 

“Ladies first,” he asked you to start.

“My pleasure,” you said as your dominant hand moved over the pieces to decide what your first move would be. 

Your father had taught you how to play. He always wanted a son to inherit the family business, but your mother only kept giving birth to women, so he had to resign himself to you. Your mother taught you how to be a lady so you could get married as soon as possible and your father taught you about the business so that your future husband wouldn’t take advantage of the family money. You used to sit in front of the wooden board and talk for hours after dinner. Your father may not have been the wisest or the most astute man, but he had left you a very important lesson: Always look people in the eye to know their true intentions. 

This was one of the few times you came face to face with Sukuna. Because of his title as king and the great difference in height, you were always beneath him, physically and psychologically speaking. You were a simple human, while he was a king with the power to get rid of whomever he wanted with a simple movement of his fingers. Although his presence made you feel vulnerable, you didn't resent him. You had a relatively comfortable life serving him, but sometimes there was a need for you to show him that you were more than a servant. This was a good opportunity to do so. 

Sukuna's eyes were not on you, they were on the board. His gaze denoted boredom. He was waiting patiently for you to make the first move. If you waited a little longer, maybe he would yawn. He overestimated you, you had to use that feeling against him. You moved a pawn to the C4 square, a common move among beginners.

“Finally…” He said in a monotone voice before quickly moving the knight to the F6 square. 

Each of you took turns to move the pieces quietly as time went by. You took your time with each move, while the king only needed to look at the board from time to time to know what to do next. You could take all the time in the world, but he would still eat all your pieces. Even though it didn't seem to be an interesting game, you could at least keep up with him. Sukuna's queen advanced towards yours, standing face to face. One false move and your king was in trouble. 

“Check,” you said as the queen retreated two squares diagonally, leaving her free to begin the attack on the king. 

At that announcement, Sukuna woke up from the trance he was in to concentrate on what he was doing. He smiled with satisfaction as he noticed the change in your body. Your hands had relaxed, your back was straight, and your eyes were glued to his. You knew exactly what you were doing. You didn't need to tell him verbally that you would destroy him at his own game, your eyes told him clearly. It was as if you were dissecting his soul bit by bit until you left him completely naked.

Your hands were interleaved with each turn. You moved quickly as you realized that Sukuna had already noticed your active presence on the board. Sukuna returned the queen to his side. An interesting move. It was wise to know when to back away, but you noticed one thing in his eyes. He had no plan, he just acted based on his understanding of the game. He moved like in real life, using only his killer instincts. 

“Check,” you announced again by moving a knight up. 

“Not so fast,” Sukuna told you before taking the horse that was threatening his king using a queen. You smiled as you saw that his majesty had fallen into the trap. By moving his pieces like that, Sukuna had fully exposed his king. 

“Checkmate,” you announced the end of the game as soon as you moved the white queen close to the black king. And only then, the poor maid defeated the almighty king. 

“Well, well...” Sukuna sighed in awe as he looked at the board with extreme curiosity. He couldn't be mad at you. He had let his guard down. You were playing even before the game started. 

There was someone special he loved to watch, no matter what you were doing. Sukuna would always hyper fixate on you whenever he noticed your presence around him. You could be cleaning, chatting with your companions or eating some dried fruit in the garden, and he would still only notice you as if nothing else in the world existed. You were the most interesting human he had ever seen. Sukuna tried to look for a logical reason for his obsession with you, but he couldn't do it. You looked like a simple being with clear goals, but he was sure you were hiding something behind your perfect facade. 

Someone knocked at the door. Sukuna sighed, he wanted to be alone with you longer, but now was not the time. Uraume entered the room and was surprised to see you sitting with his majesty. Something strange had been going on between the two of you for months. They had even debated the idea of asking the king directly about you, but hadn't worked up the courage to do so.  

“There was an inconvenience in the kitchen. Sorry to keep you waiting, your majesty,” Uraume bowed in apology. 

“Lucky for you, you sent a good replacement,” Sukuna said before smiling at you in satisfaction. 

Uraume instantly understood just by glancing at the board. You had beaten the king, something even they could not easily accomplish. They could tell that he was looking at you like no one else. It wasn't a look of disgust or boredom, it was a curious look. Like that of a child looking at a group of kids playing in the playground, wondering if he could come over to play with them. 

“If you'll excuse me, I have to go,” you said as you got up to give the seat to Uraume. “Good game. It was a pleasure to play against you, my king,” you bowed. 

“Good game,” Sukuna whispered so you could leave the room. 

Sukuna and Uraume started a new game as soon as you returned to the kitchen to peel potatoes. They quickly noticed that something was occupying her majesty's mind. Their white pieces were eating his black pieces easily and his moves were slow compared to previous games. Uraume could tell that the game against you had changed the way he played.

“What do you see in her?” Uraume asked him after a move. 

“Am I too obvious?” Sukuna asked them before getting up from his seat to start prowling around the library to clear his mind. “What do you think of her?” He asked her as he stopped in front of the window to admire the land. The large green lawn stretched all the way to the intimidating entrance of his wonderful castle. 

“She is a dedicated servant and a perfectionist. She does all the chores in a timely manner. She is as good a servant as any other. The real question is: What do you think of her?” Uraume asked as they watched him from their seat. 

“She has potential.” 

“Potential? Potential for what?” Uraume arched their eyebrow at the confusing statement. 

“She has the potential to become a queen,” Sukuna replied confidently. 

Sukuna Ryomen was known among the kingdoms for being an unorthodox king. Not only because he took kingdoms left and right as if it were nothing, but because he has a strange way of ruling his people. He did not care about social classes, behavioral labels or unwritten codes of human coexistence. Everyone was inferior to him regardless of gender, race, or religion. He was the god of this new world and everyone had to obey him, just like that. 

The fact that he wanted to have a queen went far beyond just following the established patterns of classical monarchy. Sukuna must have a reason why he wants to have a queen other than just because, but there was a more important question on the table. 

“Your majesty, you can get any woman you want. You can get a beautiful woman, with more training and presence, why would you settle for a servant?” Uraume asked in confusion. Sukuna smiled. It was a good question. 

“She has something much better than that,” he answered before continuing the game as if nothing happened. Uraume looked down to see that Sukuna had checkmated them.

Author's Note: I poured my poor knowledge on chess for this lol I hope it makes sense.

Masterlist.

[bonejunky6669]

i just watched a tiktok analysis of The Locked Tomb's parallels to Lolita and holy shit. It's really mind blowing. i will never get over just how many layers upon layers of references and complexity there are in these books.

anyways the video really helped me realize why John has always majorly creeped me out. when i started getting in the tlt fandom here on tumblr after reading all three books i was a little surprised (but ig not that surprised because it kind of happens with all fandoms) by how many people love John and how...babygirl-ified he is. i found John very creepy and disingenuous in HTN, and i absolutely despised him by NTN. he's a sociopath and a truly horrible person hiding behind a mask of someone who is "eccentric" and "goofy dad energy" and "just trying to do whats best". I didn't feel like i was reading about John, i felt like i was reading about a silly and unthreatening persona named something silly and unthreatening like Jod. he's certainly an interesting character, and i love the way he's written, but i truly hate him as a person.

i also couldn't really put my finger on why all of his interactions with Harrow made me so uncomfortable, and this video really made me realize why. It's obvious that he is grooming Harrow throughout all of HTN (though, for what exactly? a stronger lyctor? a devoted follower? a person who views abuse and group sex as the norm?) and I realized that all of the contexts in which he refers to Harrow as his "daughter" are the wrong contexts to have a "daughter". He writes J+A in the sand, John plus the woman he was in love with, and proceeds it with J+H?? gross. so many of his interactions with harrow have this very surface level father-and-daughter-ness to them, which is purely because of the language John uses. when you stop listening to his words and only pay attention to his subtle actions and contexts he uses, John is a pathetic man with a power fantasy, and also a creep. he doesn't mean "daughter", he means "something I created. person I control." and as pointed out in the video, similar the Humbert Humbert's fantasy in Lolita about having a child with Dolores and turning that child into the next "Lolita".

also, Tazmiurs short story The Magicians Apprentice that she wrote before TLT? the relationship between the magician and the girl in the story is very similar to John and Harrow- which, if you go read the story or at least watch this tiktok and listen to the quotes from it- is disturbing to say the least. the parallels between eating, and the taking of ones childhood, and the eating of flesh and the eating of ones childhood is very horribly present. it almost makes me wonder if Nona's aversion to eating could be connected to this as well. (and even if some of this isn't intentional, i still think its interesting to be able to draw these parallels between all of these stories and try to make sense of the beautiful mess that is The Locked Tomb).

don't forget he also takes in Gideon, changes her name, and grooms her to be something that she isn't as well.

but the moment i truly started despising John was when he destroyed the earth, took its soul and made it into a woman, and made that woman his love. jesus christ.

i saw another tiktok about the potential that the wedding in ATN could be between John and Harrow...taking into account the Little Mermaid references (the original Little Mermaid, where the prince marries a nun instead of the mermaid) as well as all of the grooming John put Harrow through and the way he inserts Harrow as a stand-in for Alecto within his memories...yeah... literally my worst nightmare omg Gideon please kill your dad

i definitely recommend you watch these videos and look up other peoples opinions about these parallels because I'm kind of just repeating what they said and they'll certainly be more coherent than me lol

links to the videos:

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8hd8wR7/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8hd8aRf/

[miyukisu]

1 | Awaken, My Love .ᐟ

❤︎ | Ever since you two got together, he discovered some of the things that he's actually really really into ╰ feat. various blue lock characters x afab! reader

tags - both sfw and ns/fw headcanons (under the cut), mostly vanilla stuff, tit fucking, dirty talk, pussy eating

minors do not interact

You know that I love you // So let me into your heart

— movie nights Movies in general used to be boring for them. You sit down for 2 hours and then what? There were other forms of entertainment out there and they preferred that. However, once you invited them to watch a movie one night, they couldn't refuse. They sat down, albeit reluctantly, and found that the movie was only slightly interesting. But they did like how you cuddled with them under a blanket and how you would comment every minute on what was happening on screen. Movies are still unamusing, but you were more than enough to keep them awake.

Bachira, Barou, Otoya, Hiori, Sendou, Lorenzo, Nagi ❤︎

— public displays of affection It was cringey when they first thought about it. Wouldn't people judge you for being so touchy and lovey-dovey out in broad daylight? But then you started holding their arm while navigating through crowded places. It was fine; they wouldn't want you getting lost anyway. As time went on, they just found themselves reaching out to you on their own. They'll just surprise themselves one day that their arm's already around your waist or that they're already kissing your forehead when they see some other guy looking at you too much.

Barou, Chigiri, Rin, Sae, Karasu, Kaiser, Raichi, Kiyora ❤︎

— terms of endearment They found it a bit childish as if only younger couples were doing that. You had a name, they had a name—what's the point of coming up with something else to call out each other? As much as they tried, the petnames never rolled off their tongue well. It always left a weird aftertaste. But his whole outlook changed when he heard you utter it accidentally. As you apologized for the slip of the tongue, he was internally malfunctioning from how adorable and heartwarming it felt to be called by something other than their given name.

Nagi, Karasu, Barou, Ness, Kurona, Gagamaru, Niko ❤︎

Sleeping with the moon and the stars // I know where you've been

— tit fucking Sure, they understood the appeal. But why waste time on that when perfectly good pussy was right in front of them? Hell, even your mouth would do more wonders. But you like to surprise them—keep them on their toes and such. So after sucking him off, you thought it would be a great idea to put his aching cock between your breasts. He was annoyed by it at first, but soon as he felt the softness and silkiness of your flesh—he was smitten. It was a sensation never felt before and now... he craves for it.

Isagi, Kunigami, Rin, Oliver, Sae, Gagamaru, Raichi ❤︎

— dirty talk Truth be told, they're just really shy. They can't fathom the idea of spilling out such filthy words and hearing it for themselves. But there came a time when he couldn't help but blurt out the dirty thoughts running through his mind. It caused your pussy to wantonly clench down on him and it sent him to heaven. Maybe, just maybe, he'd consider throwing away his pride for a moment if it meant experiencing that feeling once more. Oh, but if you're doing the dirty talk, then he's all ears.

Isagi, Nagi, Reo, Karasu, Yukimiya, Hiori ❤︎

— pussy eating Before meeting you, they were fully convinced that they were a receiver through and through. Nothing beats a blowjob after a particularly stressful day. Or so they thought. But why was it oddly liberating to lap up your pussy like there was no tomorrow? They found it strange that this was somehow more arousing than receiving. They experience a reluctant change of heart. They're not ready to admit that maybe they're more of a giver... he'll settle on being a switch for now.

Bachira, Nagi, Rin, Otoya, Oliver, Kaiser, Lorenzo ❤︎

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╰ author's note more headcanons for blue lock or a different fandom? hmmm...