#i wrote this on twt originally

[imavikingo]

I was thinking on when Steve lost Bucky for the 3rd time (1st when he was drafted, 2nd when he was told he was MIA, 3rd when he fell) he tried to get drunk to forget, right? If he did that then...

What did he do when he lost him for the 6th time? (4th when he escaped, 5th when Bucky was in cryo, 6th the snap)

I mean technically Bucky died twice, but Steve lost him six times already.

And of he tried to get blind drunk once of those times- did he self-harm in other ways too?

To dull the pain? He can't get drunk, he heals quickly, he can't die easily either, so what did he do?

He wouldn't want to die when he knows for a fact that Bucky is alive ofc, but I can't see him acting normally or without a little bit of reckless energy.

To dull the pain and disappoinment (he can't feel like that, that's Bucky's choice -Cryo-. But how it hurts him tho).

(unrelated to this line of thought but it is relevant to the idea regardless)

That's why I can't fathom the idea of Steve abandoning Bucky in endgame.

He lost him 6 six (6) times already and he just... Went away? To a woman he only kissed once? After all he did for him, the pain and loss?

Even if you don't ship them, you have to think that to be really ooc on Steve's part. Everything in his character arc in the MCU is related to Bucky (and loss). Yes he liked Peggy, but he didn't suffer nor mourn her the same way he mourned Bucky (She was alive, but had dementia and was also very old, and had her own life).

His feelings for Peggy were more a "what if" and lost possibilities than anything.

She was an idea, a fantasy (that's why Wanda used that when fighting with him, right?). Not something real.

He wanted to be with her, but he didn't really knew her or love her (at least I don't think so).

She was the first woman that saw him for him after all. Before everything. But that's it.

He liked her for that (and her strong personality too) but did he love her? He didn't try to get on dates after he was defrosted because he knew people would only see Captain America, not Steve Rogers. He needed to represent an ideal and knew no one would understand (the pain, loss) and have the patience to be with him. That’s why he also highlighted the shared life experience thing.

So she was comforting, reassuring in a toxic and unhealthy kind of way (memories and fantasy aren't healthy when used like that). But still a what if and lost opportunity. He had to let her go at one point. And he did(!) But they had to fuck it up…

I mean... it's the same thing when you're still hung up on an ex. You want to think of the possibilities, the what ifs, the "what could have been" But when you go back to them nothing is like you remembered, nothing is like you wanted and you are dissatisfied and disappointed.

(Because all of that was in your head, it wasn't real).

And besides, he knew she had a life of her own (a fulfilling one at that) so what, he was selfish enough to fuck that up too? Without helping HIM? Without saving HIM? Abandoning HIM? After just being brought to life? After grieving him for another five years? Bucky was his best friend, his companion, his best pal…

He wouldn't do that to him. He would die before hurting Bucky (as they already stablished for most of the fucking movies) He even was like “You don’t understand” when Peggy talked to him in the bars ruins.

I think in canon (not ooc/EG)Steve would entertain the idea, but would decide to just keep it as that: An idea, a fantasy. And move on like he already did before.

Also the idea that it was a Peggy from an alternative universe is flawed because he abandoned HIS Bucky, even if in the other universe he helped or whatever.

In HIS UNIVERSE he abandoned his best friend? Not believable. And the logic of “oh it didn’t change their timeline because it was another one” is also stupid.

They already fucked up with Steve fighting 2012!Steve and also telling him about Bucky (creating another universe more than likely). And they were supposed to be undetected. Not create new universes. Thats also why I’m so keen on the idea of Steve being in a prison or something. He already fucked up once, twice if you think he went to the past to stay.

How can he be free while fucking up the timelines? Yeah, nah.

Also… they implied Steve can’t age in a movie if I remember correctly…. How did he become old?

And the idea that he went to Peggy because “Tony told him to have a life outside of captain america” is fucked up. So what? He relates his Bucky’s existence with work? FUCK OFF. Endgame Steve is fucked up and the worst character assassination I’ve ever seen.

They were just too annoyed with the fans because we ship Stucky (even tho they used that to promote the movies in panels and stuff, hypocrites -​I remember clearly the producers? of the movie talk about gay characters and the actors talk about Stucky in those panels for then…be one of the russos in like 1 second and have that shit ass, fuck ass ending for Steve and Bucky. That shit was vile-).

im also annoyed with some people that now shit on Steve when umh… did you see the movies? The other movies? Not only Endgame? (Btw the only one that got a “good ending” was Tony because he died as a hero in front of everyone -even tho he didn’t want to help at first because he had a good life, the ONLY ONE OF THEM might I add-, everyone else got worse, is dead or they’re neglected and treated as haha funny character or haha funny moment)

Im all for ships and ideas and headcanons (even when I hate them with passion, you do you) but don’t try and use this character assassination as an excuse to shit on Steve. If you NEED to shit on a character for your ship to work, then you’re not doing a good job at it or your ship sucks. Idk what to tell you.

[surreal-duck]

stumbles out of the 3* story covered in blood

[addictivewhispering]

kyky got that babygirl rizz that can alter straight men's brain chemistry so giroud already being fruity got hit the hardest

his babygirl rizz kdhskchssg 😭😭 no but ur right tho..... no one can resist him. especially not if your name is olivier "most sus man alive" giroud

[eruruu]

rly cool my wordpress articles have been blocked from google search indexing n im actually upset abt it bc they r things important to me

also im kinda anxious cuz i feel like im in trouble?

[astrxealis]

my ocs..... i love you

[noxtivagus]

no thoughts only fiction fr i want to write 🫣

[pomshine]

Not that this is any too surprising after my few months of unintentional silence, I'm sure-

Like mentioned in my last post here back in January, I have been trying to get back into using this blog, tidying up my muse list and trying to work things out to make it more comfortable to actually return in full, but this process has only made me realize one huge problem: I've either fallen out of love/interest with most of what I had going on with the muses here, or the muses have just grown so much elsewhere, like Sera, that returning here feels like setting them back more than I'm comfortable with. Adding in the fact this year hasn't been kind to me, including losing a pet two months ago, and I just, at the moment, can't figure out what to do with this blog.

I'd still love to come back and use this blog at some point! However, I have to admit even to myself right now is not the time, no matter how much I keep trying to force it to be. As it is, I've done a muse shuffle so much that the only remaining muses here are Seun and Maika - And I've come to realize Seun is best suited for more slice of life style things while Maika may eventually have something lined up, I'm not sure.

So for the time being, Pomshine is on an indef hiatus, with the intention to come back once I figure out what to do with it - At some point in the future, just not right now. I do know, though, that Sera won't be returning to this blog as anything more than a 'once in a blue moon and by request' muse when I do, and even that is solely for established partners already interested in her, for a lot of reasons - One of which being she has her own blog, now.

If anyone is at all interested in following where I am more active, health and offline stuff permitting, Sera has been fully moved to her own blog, @sakurarisen, and I have a Genshin Impact multimuse over at @thundertide, as well. I'm also in the process of setting up a Honkai: Star Rail OC as a side to Thundertide, and have been getting into doing far more completely original content, so if any of that is your thing, that's where I'll be! <3

Sending all the love~

~Pom

[moncharrow]

giving loser!ellie head for the first time

a/n: wrote this a while ago but since i havent put anything out in a bit, figured this would suffice. inspired by that one twt video...

content/warnings: 886 words, gn reader, cunnilingus (e receiving, r giving), ellie's first time, fingering

eating loser!ellie out is a religious experience

you blow lightly, the cold sting making ellie's legs shudder. it’s her first time having someone go down on her, and you think it’s a fucking shame. every other girl must be blind to not want this sensitive, soaked pussy that clenches around nothing.

then again, you’re glad nobody else has done this for her, because you have the privilege of being first. thank god for that, you think, because you don’t want anyone else to get this kind of perfect view.

closest to you is her clit, puffy and pink with arousal. your eyes gaze next to the trail of neatly-trimmed hair leading up to her navel. just earlier, you’d teased her, licking down that line as she squealed and put her head in her hands. you’d just laughed. “i’ve never been touched there-"

she’d never been touched anywhere. it’s why she was so ecstatic every time you laid a hand on her. originally, you’d thought ellie was just introverted. that she didn’t like anybody touching her.

and then you’d learned she didn’t dislike your touch- on the contrary, she fucking loved it. she loved it so much she had to shy away from it, otherwise her clit would throb and she'd feel the familiar wet spot grow in her panties and her mind would start to wander and think of that time you bent down in front of her in that tiny, slutty skirt and-

ellie shakes again, face flushing the prettiest scarlet you've ever seen. it brings out the ambers and forest greens of her eyes. you lick a stripe up her entrance and she brings both hands up to clutch her face.

"oh shit- oh fuck, oh my god. holy-" her reactions are so cute that you almost feel bad for laughing at her so much, but the embarrassment she gets from it all is just too delicious to stop.

you pinch her clit in between two fingers and her hips jump up into your face. you suck harder and she yelps- is it mean? maybe. but you can tell that even though she's sensitive and nearly overstimulated, she feels amazing.

as your tongue continues its assault on her, she begins to move away. you know it's purely reflex, but you're persistent. ellie, despite being so sensitive, hasn't cum yet and you desperately need her to. when she props herself on her elbows and begins to throw her body backwards to try to shy from your touch, your arms hook around her thighs, encasing her. she can't get away, and this position allows your hands to further spread her open.

"pleasepleaseplease babe, come on, be nice to me." she rambles. despite her pleas, she was just as desperate as you, eagerly wanting to come undone on your tongue. knowing this, you don't repent.

she's still on her elbows, eyes transfixed on the way your mouth fucks her, how you look just as pleased as she does, like she's the best meal you've had. it very well might be, you think. her noises turn incomprehensible. you can make out vague "please"s and "fuck"s, but other than that, she's fully gone. ellie's breath is heavy and shallow. you hope this is a sign that's she about to finish.

your feel her clit twitch on your tongue, and you realize that, yes, she's getting closer. you speed up and ellie starts to thrash around. you look up at her, making eye contact, and she moans, throwing herself back against the bed. "babe, please! fuck- oh shit-!"

ellie's movements become more violent and you let go of her for a moment. she whines, thinking you're stopping to punishing her for being so defiant. as you lean back and sit on your legs, she begins to stutter out an apology that's cut off when you grip her waist and pull her up towards your mouth.

your lips start their assault again. ellie's legs are over your shoulders and her hips are elevated above the bed, allowing you to get into just the right angle that makes her scream. she grinds herself against your face and lets out more indistinguishable noises that you can only assume is ellie begging you to stop, but the way she pushes herself further into you, grinding her clit on your tongue, is telling you something different.

she squeals and you laugh into her cunt, sending vibrations through her body. the way she clenches tightly around your face, clamps down, and all but screams your name tells you that she's about to cum.

"fuck, oh fuck, please- please! a little more i'm almost- i'm so close to- haaaaah!" she finishes with a loud groan that fizzles out into pants. you fuck her through it, tongue slowing down as her head lolls to the side. her eyes are crossed and her legs shake slightly as you pull off of her, putting her thighs on the bed.

you kiss her forehead and she smiles softly. "you did so good for me, els. how was that?"

she grins cheekily, heavily lidded eyes focusing on you now. she bites her lip when she sees the gleaming slick covering your lips.

"it was fucking amazing, is what is was. you think i can do that to you sometime?"

my masterlist

[phanchester]

people on twitter are complaining about paying for the kiswe livestream and it’s really fucking grinding my gears. why the fuck are you mad at dan making something he’s worked on for an incredibly long time available for every fan to see without that financial barrier? YOU chose to pay for it. dan is not a villain for making money off his project. plus it is clear from many of his tweets that he had wanted to make it public from the beginning, but he was discouraged by his management. he had to work hard to get it available on youtube - and he did it as soon as he could, as he said in one of his tweets.

paying for the livestream is no different than paying for a patreon. it’s the same type of model - videos available to you before the public. PLUS the livestream has so many other things! even if you DID just pay for the main package, which was without the orange carpet and q&a, you were able to comment live, get dan’s reactions, post video reactions… if you’re upset absolutely fuck off

edit: corrections because i wrote this in a flash of anger

main tickets DID have additional content including the orange carpet so no matter what ticket you got for the livestream you had that content (thank you @dreamingalto for pointing that out!)

his management wasn't necessarily discouraging him, but they did fail to sell the rights to bbc or other similar companies (read @goldenpinof's rb for further details)

in case anyone on twitter sees this, i would like to highlight what i said in the original tags that i am aware this is not a twitter phandom problem and phannies on twt are also complaining abt these type of people - as they should!

[mamapyjama]

Thought I ought to bring this over here for the Tumblr crew since it’s making a little buzz in the other place and I want to gather all my thoughts in one place.

So, back in 2022 I was in my feelings about Izuku (when am I not?) and wrote the following little sad headcanon on twt:

Made myself sad thinking about how the original Japanese word for Quirk is ‘kosei’, which means ‘individuality’ or the unique part of a personality. It’s no wonder Deku thought he was plain and useless. Everyone has literally been telling him since he was 4. 😓 Like, there’s no way at that age he could separate people talking about his lack of meta-ability from his own unique value as a person when they’re using the same damn word. That’s the kind of stuff that’s going to stick with you. 🥺

Sad to imagine, eh?

Fast forward to 2024 and chapter 412, and as always, I was browsing the jp fandom tweets for reactions after the official release. They often pick up on things we miss like Katsuki’s childlike language, the NTR implications of the kudoichi plot etc.

As I scrolled, I realised there was a HUGE disconnect between what we in “The West” were experiencing (mostly rage at yet another translation ‘choice’) and the existential questioning that was occurring among Japanese readers.

This is just a tiny glimpse, but you should know that every single one I saw was doing the tweet equivalent of staring into the middle distance with a haunted look.

It’s all about the panel below, which was mentioned by the incomparable Pikahlua, as it is unusual in writing ‘mukosei’ without the speechmarks that signify ‘quirkless’ (to use the English term) rather than ‘lacking individuality’.

Horikoshi always uses speechmarks around “Kosei” when talking about quirks, so the implication here is that Izuku never believed he had actual individuality/personality.

Using this interpretation, Kudou observed that Izuku held the hope that even people who were detestable (Katsuki) and those who had no individuality (Izuku) still had human hearts.

Read that again. Izuku hoped that both he and Kacchan, despite their shortcomings, had human hearts. He thinks his only worth is as a vessel, a holder of OFA, and without that he’s barely human.

Ever noticed how some parts of the fandom complain that Deku is a boring MC, that he’s just ‘nice’, and we never get his opinions on things? Yeah.

Remember how hard he cried when All Might said he could be a hero? That was the first time in his life that someone acknowledged him as someone with potential, with worth. (In ch2 he also says “I have no reason to refuse!!” when offered OFA, which always struck me as slightly anticlimactic but makes way more sense now).

And remember how he cried in a similar way when Ochako told the world that he wasn’t special but that he had a special power? She couldn’t have known she was reinforcing his deepest held insecurity, and for a moment his mask slipped. Or maybe he was touched by her assertion that he was just a ‘regular high school kid’? We don’t know, but it’s worth taking a look at these moments in this new light.

You staring into the middle distance with a haunted look too yet? I know I am.

If you’re interested in the bright side (I needed this, I hope it helps):

Narratively speaking, this is the angst section that will lead to Midoriya Izuku: Rising and the happy ending they all deserve.

And the person most likely to disavow him of this sense of inherent worthlessness is the one person who added to it the most in their childhoods.

✨KACCHAN!!✨

No one else can reassure Izuku that he is special, that he’s worthwhile and—crucially—that he always has been, because he’s the only one who knew that all along.

If you need more reassurance, remember that their Origin and Rising chapters so far have all involved each other and have mirrored the emotional journey they’re both on.

Bakugou Katsuki: Origin: Katsuki struggles to accept Izuku and work as a team to battle All Might. Eventually does the bare minimum to cooperate by lending him his gauntlet.

Bakugou Katsuki: Rising: Katsuki coordinates the pro heroes and sacrifices himself to save Izuku. His body ‘moved on its own.’

Midoriya Izuku: Origin: Izuku is bullied by Katsuki, tries to save Katsuki from a villain—his body ‘moved on its own’, and is consequently told he can be a hero by All Might.

It isn’t a reach at all to pretty safely assume that Izuku’s Rising chapter will also be intrinsically linked to Katsuki, and it is his cooperation, faith and love (however you interpret it) that will finally save Izuku from his own sense of worthlessness. Closing the circle.

So yeah, this bit could be rough for the next few chapters, but I have faith that Horikoshi will wrap it up in a way that will be so rewarding and satisfying.

I’m gonna stop now because I’m ill and I need to rest my head, thanks for reading! 😮‍💨

[tamelee]

i just saw a posts about novels that went like

sarada told sasuke he has lipstick stain, sasuke tries to wipes it off and she says he doesn't have one and sakura doesn't wear lipstick.

how do they defend this novels with their lives? it confirms sasuke never kisses sakura and doesn't know if she wears lipstick or not and kisses someone else who wears lipstick. it also confirms naruto likes to wear lipstick XD.

Please. These novels are ridiculous. Kishimoto already confirmed they’ve never kissed in Gaiden. Twice. 

(* something nicer = meant the forehead poke)

Though I wouldn't believe anyone if they said they actually like these novels, because the story (or lack thereof) is complete shit, but it’s fine if they do. A good story isn't the intention unfortunately. I genuinely wish that people understood what exactly it is they are defending. I’m writing a post for someone who asked something regarding canon, but I need to take brakes from it because it pisses me off that this happens constantly to franchises— not just Naruto. 

And in this case it’s even worse, or perhaps it’s just a prime example, because Jun Esaka (writer for some of these novels) made such a fool of herself on twt by making it all too obvious what her intentions were by writing them. (If it wasn’t already obvious.) First, when people pointed out the many flaws, she admitted that it’s “just her story” and “just her interpretation” (she had only read 'Naruto' for the first time a few months before that), but when other ss-shippers started to defend her and said she was a better writer than Kishimoto (as there’s 0 love between SS when he writes), she basked in that glory and went along with it. Even to the point that she completely disrespected Kishimoto, the story, the craft, openly made fun of other characters (mostly Hinata) and ships like NH and demanded her other novels to be animated as well. It’s unprofessional af. And then when fans asked her for a nsfw novel for SS she agreed and told them to harass the company about it. (She didn’t say ‘harass’ exactly, but come on you can’t be that dense given their reputation with staff.)

What are they defending? 

How can you defend anything when the motive is so obviously just personal bias/gain and/or financial profit to a company where both in this case don’t give a shit about the original story. It's not about shipping though, it happens all the damn time to all my favorite franchises and I'm genuinely sick of it. And it's not even about a writer writing about what they want either because I already expected that, but Esaka did her absolute best to try and disprove the bond between Naruto and Sasuke and change narratives completely even for individual cases for the sake of telling her "story". SNS-moments weren’t romantic to her and she quite literally made fun of it by copying them in her story to point out its "irrelevance", but give them to her het-ship and now all of a sudden it is romantic???? She basically calls Kishimoto a liar because ‘Sasuke Retsuden’ in particular is a direct response to ‘Gaiden’ (made by Kishimoto). She blatantly tried to disprove anything he said and indicated about her ship. She wrote about characters that, yes, have the same name as those in ‘Naruto’, but are so out of character it hurts. It took me months to recover my lost braincells. 

I don't think my post about it is still up, but to name a few things in that novel if you're interested: Sasuke resents Naruto and his test-tube daughter because he’d rather travel with Sakura, his wife whom he loves so much. But he has to do stuff just because Hokage Naruto said so and his daughter wants to stay in Konoha so he has no choice but to comply. Being apart from his wife-(did we mention he loves her so much? because he does. so much.)- makes him feel so very lonely and he misses her body so much because he knows it so well. He fails to do anything other than being jealous about the women-deprived prisoners going after the new hot doctor, Sakura, who is his wife btw. that he loves a lot in case you missed it. and he rather stares at trees that remind him of her than helping his friend Naruto who’s apparently dying from his own chakra or whatever kind of bs. Sasuke lets himself be bullied by prison-guards that aren’t even Shinobi, for having long hair and looking like a girl, though Esaka makes sure to mention how so very handsome he is and he looks like a cat. Sasuke loses a battle against an overgrown lizard and tries the same damn jutsu 4 times(!!!!) before realizing it may actually not work, I think because he forgot how to fight, but he can however create anything from ice like Elsa (Frozen), or from dirt like some Gaara-hybrid to make Sakura a ring because he loves her so much ofc… oh and he’s now a healer too. Sasuke sacrifices people’s lives even when it’s not necessary at all bc ig Esaka thinks he's a killer, and also he wouldn’t mind being brought back with Edo Tensei if it means he can stay with Sakura, because fuck everything they’ve been through in the original story, yeah? They also immediately forgive the bad guy cuz he's so relatable even though he just murdered I dunno how many people. SS kiss while an injured Naruto is squished in between them because SS-shippers have some sort of “Naruto has to watch our ship being in love to really make it legit because that’ll learn him for getting in between!”-kink (that's real actually) and according to Esaka, Sasuke is so worried about his daughter and in fact did meet up with them during those 10+ years because he loves them oh-so-much and fuck you Kishimoto that’s why. 

Be so fr right now. It’s such a joke. And these are just the few things on the top of my head that I remembered ;-; ...

Again, what are they defending exactly? It would be nice to just have a genuine fan of the story write an actual story. No other motive other than "I really like the story and would love to explore some options while respecting Kishimoto's work because it'd be fun!" Except, that's unfortunately not very marketable and ffs it's just sad. (I know there's a Kakashi version and I personally really want to know more about his role as Hokage and what he's done etc, but alas.)

[nexahexagon]

A redraw I did that’s 3 months between!!

Drawing is inspired by a moot on twt, @/kc_ul8r !! They wrote a mini fic with these two and I never finished the original but loved the scene still!! They write a ton of lovely mini fics I recommend reading them on their twt :]

[hexhomos]

i know someone else has already sent in something like this but. i know nothing ab ff (f4 ? idk) or doomreed but ur posts make me feel like i know them on a cellular level… i’m staring into the windows of the doomreed cathedral. i scroll through ur twt and read it like the morning paper. i feel as if i know them from another life. i know nothing about them but simultaneously everything at the same time all thanks to u.. it’s filling my vikjayce void.. i’m obsessed and i don’t even care for marvel like that. i think doomreed and vikjayce should pelt each other with rocks. thank u for ur service

marvel corp can go to hell and i hope the mcu explodes but it is legitimately so nice to crack open ancient comics and sort of trace back the origins of a lot of rippling (and current!) pop culture effects LOL hopeless romantic academic maskedguy homoeroticism is forever..................... jayvik s2 should have done this.

I fully understand what you mean they feed all the bits of me that wanted to see crazy intricate eternal foemance lovedivorce where they keep relapsing into being so soft w/ each other on accident. its moe ❤️

It's not super hard to get into their stuff tho! [ I wrote a guide/reposted comix here ]

[yourreliablenarrator]

Jealousy

⇢ Leon Scott Kennedy x reader (any gender)

[Contains: Profanity, depressing ending (for now), bleeding, punching a mirror, partying, drinking, touching, jealous Leon, mentions of abuse, this is preferably Leon from RE4R/RE4 original (after the mission with Ashley), or Vendetta.]

Trope: Friends (for now..?)

Parts: Unknown

Word Count: I have no idea— (I’M SO SORRY TwT)

Note: I CAN’T BELIEVE THAT MY FIRST EVER ONESHOT ALREADY TO 50 NOTES AND FOUR FOLLOWERS (I know that is is probably not a big to any of you guys, but it is to me since I thought it would be ignored). So, depending on when I finish this, I thank you all for your patience and support in my work. Sadly, this is going to be a depressing one for you guys—there is not going to be a happy ending in this first chapter, but maybe in the second one (or maybe I’ll make this a book!).

P.S.: Also, like before, if you have any criticism or concerns about what I write or how I wrote in this oneshot, please don’t hesitate! I really don’t mind any criticism since that will help me to write better and more efficient! Thank you so much!

Jealousy.

What an ugly word to describe how he was feeling now, but it matches perfectly after he sees you with him… the guy that clearly didn’t deserve your attention and respect.

Here he was, at a damn night club for Chris’s birthday. He’s not even into parties, but somehow you and the others managed to get him to be there at the party to celebrate his best friend’s birthday party.

He sat close to the bar, gripping a tiny glass of whiskey while observing you twirl on the dance floor with your boyfriend, Alex.

You and Alex have been in a relationship for nearly three months. For those three long months, he has been anxiously anticipating the moment you might decide to end things. However, everything that has transpired between you and your boyfriend has been utterly delightful and charming—so charming, in fact, that it might just make him feel like he was going to die.

Leon was so absorbed in your silhouette that he completely missed Chris approaching him. When Chris's hand landed on Leon's shoulder, it jolted him back to the present moment.

“Shit, Leon,” Chris chuckled, arching an eyebrow at the startled blonde as their eyes met. “You alright? You’ve been staring at [NAME] for a while now.”

“Yeah,” Leon grimaced as he spat out his words, his gaze fixated on your silhouette swaying to the pulsating beat of the music, another man's arms wrapped around your waist. “Just peachy…”

“Hm,” the tanned man huffed. “Bullshit. Still pissed off about Alex?”

“Yep.”

“Well,” Chris began with a sigh, shifting until his back rested against the counter. “Get over it. [NAME] is with Alex now, alright? So, you can get over it or sulk and drink your problems away.”

“Gonna sulk about it.” Leon answered with a sigh, taking a sip from his glass cup.

“Of course you are.”

Leon's gaze was fixed on you, as if he feared that the moment he looked away, you would vanish. However, he flinched when Alex suddenly drew you in for a deep, passionate kiss, and he was certain he caught a glimpse of both your tongues entwined.

Chris just stares between Leon and you, only to turn back to the blue-eyed man with a frown.

“I always thought that they wanted me, y’know?” Leon said suddenly, slowly looking back at Chris. “Still remember that time when one of their jackass boyfriends who almost beaten them to death. How I rushed to help [NAME] and protect them from that ol’ ex of theirs.”

“You seriously had to mention that?” Chris scoffed, shaking his head side to side. “You really gotta stop reminiscing in the past, Leon.”

“I really thought that [NAME] was into me.” He continues, pretending to not hear anything that Chris said. “But I was wrong… so damn wrong.”

“You still remember that you have a date with you, right?” Chris reminded Leon as he gestures towards a brown haired woman who was wearing a black, skin-tight dress.

“Yeah,” he said, only to shrug his shoulders. “Though, I don’t exactly think that she’s into me.”

“How’s that?”

“That,” he said as he watches his date walked over to a man who was clearly not Leon, and started to whisper to the man’s ear, only for the stranger to grin sultry at her.

Chris lets out a soft hum before exhaling sharply.

“Not to be rude, but,” Chris pauses with a sigh. “You gotta perk up. There’s no way that I’m gonna let my party be ruined by your depressing ass.”

Leon only rolls his eyes in response, letting out a grumble of anger and frustration. He takes the last sip from his drink before slamming the cup against the bar counter behind him.

“Sorry,”

Chris pats him on the back. “It’s fine. Now, I’m gonna go and check up on Jill. How about you go and find a girl to spend the night with. But not Claire, alright?” He teases him lightly with a smirk.

“Yeah, yeah,” Leon snorted with a smirk. “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything stupid with Claire.”

Chris simply nods, a broad smile spreading across his face. In a flash, the inebriated man pivots and strides over to a pair of women who were obviously beyond his league.

Even though he assured his best friend that he would have a great time that night, he found himself at the bar, drowning his sorrows in drink. As he sipped, he couldn't help but watch you and Alex twirl on the dance floor. With every passing moment, it felt as if his heart was shattering into countless fragments.

Yet, as one kiss intensified, a switch flipped within him. Anger and irritation surged from his chest to his face, his blood simmering as he witnessed Alex's hands gripping your ass.

In a sudden burst of energy, he leaped from his chair, nearly charging into the scene and breaking the intimate moment shared between you and your boyfriend. However, he remained rooted in place, making an effort to prevent him from making a rash decision.

Growling under his breath, Leon made his way to the bathroom. He found a quiet one away from prying eyes. Once inside, he slammed the door shut and secured the lock behind him.

He approaches the sink, gripping the edge tightly. Taking deep breaths, he shuts his eyes, his teeth grinding together. The pain was beginning to set in, but it didn’t matter—he just needed a distraction from thoughts of you.

His blood simmered with intensity, and he knew that if he glanced at his reflection, his face would betray his fury. He felt utterly drained, worn out from the ache of being apart from you and the countless opportunities he had missed to simply be by your side. All he wanted was to bring you joy and show you the love he held for you.

Still, he chose not to act. He let those opportunities slip away, and now you found yourself with Alex, who undeniably brought you more joy than any of your past relationships. Unlike your exes, Alex was gentle and kind; he wouldn’t harm a soul. The very thought of your current boyfriend seemed to drive Leon to the brink of fury, wishing he could just eliminate him from the picture.

Leon shook his head back and forth, releasing a low, furious laugh. His hands clenched the sink even harder as the minutes dragged on. He had lost track of how long he had been in the bathroom, but he could feel his limbs trembling from the strain of it all.

With a sigh, he gradually lifted his gaze to the mirror, his eyes locking onto his own reflection. Leon's blue eyes shimmered with a glossy sheen, tinged with red. He couldn't quite tell if it was the result of his heavy drinking this night or if there was something deeper at play…

The longer he gazes at his reflection, the more he berates himself for being foolish and lazy for not seizing the opportunity to be with you, fueling his growing anger.

Finally, couldn’t handle it any longer…

He sprang up suddenly, his hand slamming into the mirror with a painful grunt. The glass exploded into a flurry of shards, sending pieces flying across the bathroom. A searing pain shot through his wounded fist, forcing him to pull his hand away from the shattered remains of the mirror.

“Fuck…” he hissed in pain, taking a step away from the sink as he looks down at his bloody fist.

He gradually lifted his eyes to the broken mirror, the glass now stained with his blood. With a heavy heart, he turned away, coming to terms with the fact that his actions were not just foolish, but dangerously reckless and entirely unnecessary.

Letting out a weary sigh, he gradually retreats until his back meets the wall. He sinks down, gazing at his injured hand, flinching in discomfort as his fingers brush against the swollen knuckles.

It felt like ages had passed while he lingered in the bathroom. As he sulked and drifted off into his thoughts, he was convinced that people were pounding on the door, shouting for him to hurry up so they could get on with their business. The silver lining was that there were several other bathrooms available, but that didn’t change the frustration of those waiting outside before they finally decided to leave.

However, one knock in particular caught him off guard.

“Leon?” Your voice calls out from outside of the door. “Are you alright? You’ve been in there for an hour.”

Leon jolted, slowly sitting up as his eyes snapped towards the door. He pauses, unsure if he should just ignore it so that you didn’t have to see his injured fist or answer it and have some time with you without your boyfriend being over your shoulder.

With a huff, Leon slowly straightened up from his original position. He glances down at the busted, bruised knuckles, his lips pursed into a small frown as a curse manages to slip through his lips.

He walks over to the door, slowly opening the door with his trained to the ground, like he was guilty. Then, when he heard you gasp, he turns to look at you.

“Leon..?”

… To be continue(?)

[meryxonepitheterasedarc]

What the hell is meryxon and how I even got here + mini character analysis

Btw it's not me trying to pitch the ship or make everyone like it. I'm just explaining to ppl who have no idea wtf is going on.

P.S. English aint my first language so i'm sorry in advance.

Ok. Since I dedicated a whole blog to archiving my art of this two specifically, I think it's fun to explain how it even started and my insides on this ship of two characters FROM LOST MEDIA ROLE PLAY SESSIONS that NEVER MET eachother and only have 1 mention of one another. I'm pretty much playing of hoping that Jello will find it funny and just makes them interact in ee ONCE. I pretty much would happy to have that. This's a mess. Also I don't think that he's a type of author to go that mush on fandoms side but I resigned myself.

I think it might have started when I only started on writing HCD. An ee fangame "Epithet Erased hot crispy dazzling", you can find more abt in on my twt. I decided to replace the Warden's role with Meryl (not literally. She's in lockdown as a prison doctor after being demoted and acts as a boss in hcd) since I found liking to her and thought that her constantly panicking attitude but also an active position in combat (the fact that lamp rolled the biggest initiative led to her starting the combat and also her pulling out her gun when she started panicking) would be fun in prison break scenario. So, I was writing the hcd plot. We know. The ep 3 but in it turned into a freaking nonary game in the end (ep 2 of the game that I'll never make) and this tweet happened:

I was making random ac ship tweets like that for a bit. I THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY. And then I ended up putting Meryl vs Dixon in hcd, similar to what Ramsey had with Zora, from characters perspective, and with Percy, from morality perspective. So, I wrote hcd draft with all of that and found their dynamic funny. Like this short cop lady bickering with this huge prisoner dude, who has a family record of juveniles and somehow, she's still the one who's likely to harm people directly, even though It's out of fear or paranoia 🤣

Since I won't commit to making separate character analysis, I'll list the things of those two that I found to be funny parallels or coincidences using comments fro original players: Oz and Lamp (source: Epithet Shrine (neocities.org)) Also yeah, we're talking the ac versions of characters since Jello probably would rewrite them in some way in the future: 1)both have anxiety problems and paranoia in some way.

2)both got working not the jobs they initially wanted

3) both keep shit in their hair for some reason 😅

and now, I'm now even fucking joking, I've made 3 scenarios, in that they would possibly have met. 1) The hcd plot.

They've met in prison and responsibilities of keeping Dixon alive got tossed on Meryl by Xerxes, who fucking gaslight them both that they've met in school. 2)that unfinished ee animation of ac ep 4.

They meet in contact room, where Meryl was giving directions to Rick, Noah and Stan and last bliss ocean officer. Dixon refused to give any more tips until we let him participate, so he's here now too. So there 4 scenes with them taking the mic from eachother and giving directly opposite hints.

3) The delusional territory. The fun one.

When they were in their 20's they used to date and Meryl was still in medical school at the time. But when she got too overwhelmed and dropped out and Dixon started to go nuts in conspiracy - they broke up. So their whole dynamic is the same but they're ex-s, so they use their memories of dating to moke eachother. Imagine having a crisis over if you're capable for your profession or not and your boyfriend goes fucking insane.

So, yeah. Here's the full dive into my hyperfixation that i got myself into after making a stupid joke abt a crack ship.

[billdenbrough]

this one is kinda convoluted to explain LMAO basically @naturecalls111, @wyverningx and i were discussing one of mina's wips on twt (the summer beach episode, the finished version of which can be found here) and the convo turned to kevin dealing with aaron's thighs around his head. mina said something about still deciding which way kevin would be facing, which i think meant like. left or right. but i was still fixed on the legs around his head and was like. what. like i was thinking forward or back, got confused, so wrote her this to explain what i was visualising, and then she was like ok now post LMAO notsfw warning!! kevin's fantasies get reasonably in-depth and also vaguely unhinged. but it's shenanigans-y <3

Kevin’s top three fantasies this month—he’s pretty diligent about cycling them through, keeping them seasonally relevant, you know—are, as follows:

Kevin’s gold medal—origin unimportant to the fantasy, though it was the Olympics last time—is over both his and Aaron’s necks at the same time, forcing them to press in close, the way Kevin likes. He doesn’t know if this one is physically feasible—maybe he can get a custom ribbon—but he doesn’t care. It makes him feel hot all over, cheeks flushed and dick leaking, to think about the two of them pressed that close together, naked and sweaty and the exhilaration of victory flowing through them both. Kevin’s pride and satisfaction, and Aaron looking at him, that proud smile, rare but fierce, and it’s all for him. Eyes intent, dark, wanting Kevin, proud of Kevin, celebrating Kevin. Kevin’s not too proud to admit that sometimes he can come from that alone, even before he imagines his hand wrapped around both their dicks, or kissing his name out of Aaron’s mouth, or Aaron fucking into him while Kevin tries—and fails—not to chase his mouth for a kiss.

Aaron is sitting on the edge of the pier, ostensibly looking out over the ocean while the rest of their friends do whatever it is they’re doing. Kevin doesn’t bother to fill in those sorts of details in his fantasies, and the auto-complete in his brain is impeded by the fact that when he’s with Aaron, he doesn’t pay attention to them in the background unless they’re being especially loud, annoying or incorrect. So in Kevin’s head, they’re mostly an unfinished sketch background, doing something or other while Aaron looks over the ocean, looking at a distance like some character in one of Jean’s arthouse films. The reality of it is that Kevin is swimming beneath the pier, bobbing his head over Aaron’s dick. Kevin is often a merman in this, when the athlete part of his brain wakes up enough to be like, your muscles would give up before you made Aaron come, and you can’t have that, which is annoying but true. So sometimes Kevin is a merman, and then he has a tangential fantasy in those cases which involves whisking Aaron beneath the ocean and showing him how cool and handsome and good-at-things Kevin is in his natural element, and Aaron is like okay, sure, but can I look at your gills again? in an attempt to not seem so awestruck by Kevin, but his cheeks give him away every time, because Kevin always knows Aaron in his head, even when his fantasies lend themselves to something else. That’s a tangent, anyway. The important thing is sucking off Aaron at the beach while everyone else is there and can’t tell. Kevin came to that one in the shower earlier.

Aaron’s thighs are around Kevin’s head. The reason doesn’t really matter. These days, it’s usually some stupid competition at the beach, because it’s summer and everyone Kevin knows is a competitive asshole, or they’re Andrew, meaning just an asshole, or Jeremy, meaning just competitive. Aaron is sitting on Kevin’s shoulders, his quads visibly working as he clenches his thighs tight around Kevin’s head. Kevin at one point had to fact-check this, wondering if maybe he was just contouring Aaron’s thighs in a horny haze, but no. When they next went to the beach and Kevin watched Aaron’s legs as he took a running jump off the edge of the pier, there was definite action in the quadriceps. Unrelatedly, Kevin had to excuse himself by jumping into the ocean too. Matt had been baffled and Seth had given him a look somewhere between calculating and disgusted, but for the most part, Kevin thinks it was a successful swerve. Anyway. Kevin’s fantasy. Aaron’s thighs are around his head, clenching tight, and Kevin’s dick is hard as a rock. Sometimes Aaron notices, and says something. Sometimes Aaron notices, and his dick stirs against Kevin’s head. Sometimes Aaron doesn’t notice, or doesn’t say anything if he does, and Kevin gets edged by his own fucking head, painfully hard while Aaron says stuff like hurry up, I want to beat Neil or a little to the left, the light is to the left, do you have working eyes or stop fucking moving, I don’t want her to claw out my eyes because you’re complaining about your shoes, I can almost reach her. But that’s usually enough for Kevin, the idea of being so completely surrounded by Aaron’s body heat, the firm muscles in his thighs, the softness of the skin on the underside, pressed against Kevin’s shoulders.

So Kevin is really at a loss when that fantasy starts playing out in person, but develops in a direction he’d never anticipated. Specifically, Neil and Aaron grappling, and then Neil not letting go—because he is the worst person on the entire planet—when Nicky sneak-attacks Matt, Matt loses his footing a little and falls sideways, and Neil fucking swivels Aaron around Kevin’s neck on his way down into the ocean.

Aaron’s startled whoa! is going to live in Kevin’s head forever, probably. Part of him is also impressed at Aaron’s quick instincts, moving his feet enough that they don’t get caught on Kevin’s chest and unbalance them too.

Most of him is stuck in the current moment, though, face-to-face with Aaron’s crotch.

He can feel his dick against his face. He can smell it.

He—horrifyingly, desperately, unsurprisingly—wants to taste it.