#idk did she think those were all metaphors or????????

[flimsy-roost]

at least once a week I think about the whiplash of my creative writing professor praising and raving about a personal narrative I wrote because I so vividly conveyed what it's like to have the extreme sensitivity to sound that I do that she could viscerally understand my experience and capped off the compliment paragraph by saying that it was especially impressive that I could communicate these feelings so well because I don't feel emotions

[radlovesfics]

ok but what if the Variants had their own version of childhood best friend reader where they DID meet and fall in love (somehow bc we freaky like that) except in every reality besides mainstream you:

Die to Nolan/ Get mercy killed/Eaten bc u know cannibalism and love metaphor or u die before he can do that/ get a terminal illness/ overall just something horrible happens and ur gone and it’s BC OF THAT the variants go “fuck it we ball” cuckoo bananas then after going to mainstream marks world are like “wtf u get to have her but alive???? naw that’s not fair “ and just basically it’s a free for all or with their collective crazy caveman brain they decide some sort sharing custody agreement LMFAO

OR LIKE ANOTHER SCENARIO WHERE U

still fall in love with mark in every reality but mainstream Mark is the only one where he pushes u away for ur own safety and won’t tell u the reason why (if he’s just not told u about his powers) or if he decides to be like fake mean and nasty and pulls a “you’re just a distraction and make me weak” *cut to him flying away sobbing like a baby bc he didn’t wanna do it but felt like he had to* so u hate him and love him but also hate him so much and now all these variants are pulling up and mainstream mark realizes he’s FUCKED when all these other assholes are obsessed and hellbent on finding u bc why would they not love u to their fullest ability?? they’re too selfish for that so queue funny/horrible interactions with all of them bc you’re still so mad and pissed at mark but also so in love with him it’s insane

Same scenario but kinda different: let’s say like u had ur own powers and could actually go toe to toe with mark and that shit he pulls pisses u off BAD bc u can take care of urself!! like mark gets u angry enough to attack him/make u hate him bc he’s such a martyr ofc and u fuck him up!! u both never interact again in any positive form and idk if he still gets with eve here but there’s def still pinning on his end for u anyway ofc the variants invade and reader gets sent out to deal with them while mark is MIA and maybe the variants’ reader was weak/powerless in every reality except the mainstream one so this is like. hard drugs for these crazy marks who are like “oh my god you’re so hot please beat me” u know?? and ofc u do bc u hate mark here and take out ur aggression on them

but I’d like to think (for added drama) ur superhero costume involves a mask to hide your identity and since ur were weak/dead in their realities, as these variants are fighting u they have no idea who u are and are not going easy or pulling punches and are being just awful but u know!! one sends ur mask flying or breaks it somehow and suddenly everything comes to a dead stop and whichever one ur fighting will freeze in disbelief bc wtf this is the loml??? the last person they expected ?? and she’s so strong?? and even more amazing than they remembered ??? u however will not give an actual shit and continue beating their variant asses as they all immediately change their attitude when fighting u and it’s just a LOT of flirting/ snarky compliments/ actually mark being gross and horny on main but this obvs sets u off and they realize mainstream mark never ended up with u and u in fact HATE him as they witness u literally crush one of themselves and well obvs they see themselves as better to the mainstream mark so they’re like “ok we can work with this :)” and blah blah blah run a train on u, kidnap u, lotta hate sex, whatever

and for the mainstream mark (to those that love him including myself): the above scenario ends with him trying over and over to save u and finally some epic and dramatic love confession with lots of yelling and then y’all fight together and have ur cute wholesome reunion and then fuck like crazy LMAOOO

I need to be sedated

[enchantedflameandflower]

billy teaching his girl how to smoke a cig would be so attractive

I feel like maybe they would go out to a bar or something and in like a tipsy confession she says “i’ve never smoked” or something like that ”idk how to smoke properly im always coughing its so embarrassing blah blah blah”

Need my man to guide me through it

Billy x you! Nsfw 18+ only for smoking, smut, piv, creampie, hint of exhibitionism

Thank you SO MUCH for this ask anon! Once I got the idea for the vibe it just took off. Hope you all enjoy!

~

It’s late, almost midnight, and you’re sitting up on the roof of your apartment building with Butcher and a cold bottle of beer each. The air is a little chilly but not bad and no one else seems to ever come up here so it’s nice. You’d met Butcher at the bar but it had been crowded and annoying so you’d invited him back to your place. 

The building seems to be mostly made up of elderly people but you love it. They’re kind and quiet and you love being able to help them when they need. The random baked goods you receive from time to time don’t hurt either. There’s one old lady specifically that Billy has charmed completely. He’s definitely got her wrapped around his little finger, that one. 

And you enjoy the quiet at night. You’re sitting cross-legged on a sort of concrete platform on top of the roof that’s at the perfect height. Billy is sitting next to you, his big booted feet planted on the ground of the roof.

You can’t help glancing over at him, and you know affection is shining in your eyes but you can’t help it and you don’t care. You’d started this sort of friends with benefits casual thing a couple months ago but you were falling for him hard and you knew it. Yeah, he was rough around the edges, really rough, but there was so much more to him and you had never cared what anyone else thought. 

And damn if he wasn’t the sexiest thing you’d ever seen. Tall, dark and brooding as fuck. 

“I thought you quit,” you murmur, nodding toward the cigarette he’s puffing lazily next to you. 

He smirks. “I did. Don’t know what ‘cher talkin’ ‘bout.” He takes another drag then holds it out toward you.

You pause for a second but then you take it between your fingers. “I always feel like I’m not doing it right…” you half joke. “And then I just cough.”

Billy looks at you. “All this time on planet ‘earf and ya don’t know how to smoke proper? It ain’t that hard, love…” He grins mischievously. “Just wrap those pretty lips ‘round and suck. But slowly, not too much. An’ let it out slow like, too.”

You nod, pursing your lips around the cigarette but Billy scoots closer immediately. 

“Not so tight, love, relax. Little more slack…ya know, like how ya move your lips when me cock’s slidin’ in.”

You’re immediately pulling the cigarette out of your mouth as your cheeks flush. “Butcher!” 

He just grins and inches back on the platform before he tugs on your wrist, pulling you to sit in his lap and guiding your hand back up. “Try again.”

You try not to think about how good his hard thighs feel beneath you and put the end of the cigarette up to your lips but let it rest there between the two instead of gripping it. You take a slow inhale in, and then slowly blow it out again, watching as the swirl of white smoke drifts gently away. 

Butcher squeezes your hip. “There ya are, doll, see?” he grins, his dimple showing and you know he’s thinking his metaphor is what made all the difference.

“You’re a menace,” you murmur, handing the cigarette back to him. 

Butcher takes a long drag, then after a moment lets go. The thick smoke curls out from his full lips and between the both of you as he exhales. There’s something so fucking sexy about the way he does it and the glimmer in his eyes as he catches you looking at him. He continues to exhale, the smoke kissing your mouth. You breathe it in, swearing you can taste him on it. 

Holding the cigarette up to your mouth again, Butcher watches as you pull lightly and his dark hazel eyes go even darker with heat.

The look makes you squirm in his lap and his big hand clenches your waist. “Ya keep that up and I’m gonna end up takin’ ya right here on this concrete,” he threatens - promises? - a low husk to his voice now. 

Yeah…the thought of that and his gruff tone make you wet for him immediately. It’s been a couple weeks since the last time you slept together and suddenly now you need him so much it hurts. 

He must be able to tell by the look on your face because the corner of his mouth lifts in a wicked smirk. “Ya like that idea, dontcha doll?” 

“Maybe…” you murmur and he tsks at you. He gives you the cigarette and you hold it up to your mouth again as his hand slips down between your thighs. Your leggings and your thin underwear do next to nothing to shield your already throbbing clit from his rough fingers.

He presses in firmly, rubbing his fingertips in a little circle, and his smile widens. “I can already tell, hot and slick for me, aren’t ya.”

Two can play this game, you think. Leaning forward, you bite his full lower lip and he growls, sliding his hand in your hair and tugging you close to capture your mouth fully with his. He tastes like cigarettes and beer and something uniquely him, masculine and rich.  

His tongue slides over yours, hot and possessive and it turns your insides to jelly, somehow making you want him even more when you thought you were already at the max. You moan into his kiss as his tongue strokes into your mouth. The sensation makes you shiver, your center throbbing for him, clenching around nothing. How you wish he was already buried inside you. Butcher holds you closer against him and only breaks the kiss when you push at his chest, gasping softly for air. 

His eyes are dark with need and his gaze is intense. His eyes flick to your lips and you know they must be swollen and pink from his kiss. Your breath is still coming in little pants but you panic a little under his steady stare.

“What?” you ask, a little scared of the answer, but the look in his eyes is making you think crazy stupid things that couldn’t possibly be real, you had to be dreaming…

“Ya don’t even know how bloody gorgeous you are, do ya?” he husks. 

“I - ” you swallow, your muddled brain trying to make sense of what he was saying. Fuck. His hand is still pressed between your thighs and you groan as he shifts you closer. The motion presses his thick knuckle right against your cunt.

“Fuck Billy…need you, please…” you gasp, wriggling against his hand, your eyes fluttering closed.

You don’t want to wait to go back downstairs, you don’t want to wait another second, you want him right here, right now out in the open air, all of his teasing way too much to bear. You’ll beg for it if you have to.

But you don’t. 

Billy is moving the instant you stop speaking. He lets go of you to strip his battered old coat off and you squeak, throwing your arms around his neck, the cigarette still between your fingers, to keep from getting dumped right off his lap.

He tosses his coat on the cement next to you then reaches down to pull your shoes off, before standing and flipping you over to lay you down across his coat. 

“Such a gentleman,” you tease, smiling up at him from your prone position. The cement is still cold and hard beneath you and his coat, but you don’t care and you know you’ll appreciate the lack of cement burn in the morning. 

“Oi, when am I not?” he grins devilishly  and before you can answer he’s pulling your leggings down your long legs, and everything else with them, stripping you bare from the waist down.

He catches your gaze, then his big hand slides from your hip to your side, pushing your shirt up. He bends down to nip and bite at your stomach then drags his mouth over your skin, beard tickling and rubbing, until he reaches your breasts. You wiggle and arch to help him push your shirt and bra up the rest of the way under your arms until you’re naked from your tits down, spread out for him on the cement platform in the night air.

“You’re a fuckin’ sight, ain’t ya,” he rumbles, his eyes taking their fill of you as his rough hands smooth over your body and the chilled air licks at all your naked skin. “Think anyone can see?” He glances up to the right of you, at a taller building next to this one that clearly has lights in some of the windows. 

You whimper, squirming and closing your eyes. “Oh god…” you breathe. 

“Splayed out naked, out in the open here and practically beggin’ for me,” he hums.

“Billy,” you gasp. You aren’t sure if you want to just hurry up and get it over with or if you’re actually going to explode with pent up lust but either way you need him to fuck you now.

Billy seems to acquiesce and he palms your breast, tugging at your tight nipple with one hand while the other undoes his buckle and the button of his jeans. 

He takes the cigarette out of your hand and puts it back in his mouth, holding it with his teeth and taking another long puff as he unzips his jeans, pushing them just low enough on his hips so his thick cock can spring free. He flicks the cigarette aside on the cement then uses both hands to tug on your hips, pulling you to the edge. 

“Fuck…Billy,” you groan as he slots his swollen length against your slick cunt and presses your thighs further part then starts to push in. 

“Don’t need to tell me twice…” he rumbles. 

You stretch for him as he slides inside you, but he’s so big and you have to take a breath to relax enough to take him all the way. 

“So fuckin’ tight,” he groans in a gruff voice, and he shifts to slip his thumb over your clit to help ease his way inside. 

The moment the tip of his thumb circles the slick, tight bud, pleasure bursts inside of you and he thrusts all the way in, filling you up. 

It’s so good. You cry out loud, then quickly lift your hand to cover your mouth and muffle the sound but Billy grabs your wrist, pulling your arm away. “N‘uh…need to hear ya, love. Need to know how much you need my cock…”

“Everyone will…hear…” you whimper as he thrusts inside you again. 

“Won’t know it’s you, doll. Let them listen. Let them hear how good my cock makes you feel…”

All you can do is moan as he thrusts again and then again, his fingers teasing at your stiff nipple and then your clit again, driving you mad, always knowing where to go next. But you need more, you need all of him. 

“Harder…please…Billy…” you moan, clenching around his cock as he buries it deep, gripping the edges of his coat with your fingers. 

“Tha’s my good girl,” Butcher growls, thrusting harder and picking up his speed, hitting that perfect spot inside of you over and over.

You’re crying out with each deep thrust now and you don’t care who hears. When you wrap your legs around his hips, he leans down and presses against you, catching your shoulders and holding on as he groans against the curve of your neck. You can feel the vibration from his chest just as he thrusts, hitting every nerve ending on the way. It makes you cry out loud again, desperate and wanton. The sound echoes off the brick walls, making you blush harder as the pleasure of it zings straight to your clit. Fuck why does it turn you on even more…and it’s so annoying how quiet he can be even when he’s making you crazy. 

After another moment though, all thought leaves your mind and all you know is how fucking good Billy feels as you balance on the knife edge of bliss. The base of his cock pushes right against your clit as he gives one last hard thrust and then starts to pulse deep inside of you. It’s more than enough to make you come too. You’re crying out his name before you can stop yourself in choked moans and gasps that can definitely be heard in the next building as your body shudders in overwhelming pleasure.

Butcher slumps against you as he finishes emptying himself in your body and you curl your arms around his neck, your cunt still fluttering around him as the waves of pleasure from your climax only slowly start to abate.

The cigarette lays forgotten going cold beside you as he finally pushes himself up and tucks his cock away. You can still feel his come leaking out of you, mixed with yours, warm and sticky on your thighs but you can’t even find the energy to cover yourself.

When he starts to slide your clothes back on for you, you make a little noise, tiredly protesting at the mess still between your legs, but he hums and shakes his head, the corner of his mouth lifting in that smirk he has with a glint in his hazel eyes. “Have to wait ‘til we get back down to your flat, love. You like it, dontcha? Feelin’ what ya made me do?” he adds, his voice still gruff and low with sex. 

You make a sound of resignation but it is kind of hot, his small possessive way of marking and claiming you. You’re his.

When he has your bottom half dressed again, he grabs your hand and tugs you up, helping you pull your bra and shirt back in to place. You feel completely boneless and blissed out, and you quirk your lips in a half smile as you look up at him. “Fuck Billy…” you whisper. 

He chuckles softly and pulls you close against his broad chest in a hug, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Let’s get ya back inside and practice some more with that pretty mouth o’ yours, love, eh? Need ya too much.”

~*~*~ Thanks again anon, hope you like! Also thanks to @butchersdarkbird for letting me chat about it, @shirley-girly for giving me the perfect idea for a line for Billy on her reblog of a previous post and @dwinchesterspie1967 for the idea of including extra of his devilish smirk ❤️

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[lovemyromance]

How anti-Elriels expected everyone to interpret the bonus chapter:

So, basically Azriel was on the prowl. He was desperate to get laid. He wanted anyone - and I mean anyone - to be underneath him for the night. Then Weirdo Elain came downstairs and said she had a solstice present for him (stalker much?). She gave him two fabric earplugs that were gag gifts she picked up from the Velaris Dollar Store. Azriel accepted the gift with a weird smile (bc he definitely didn't laugh or find any joy or amusement from this boring plain Jane).

Then, his shadows hissed and screeched in protest as he - out of obligation and politeness ONLY - presented a gift he had not picked out for her at all - but a gift he just found somewhere on the streets or in Velaris Claire's. Then he waxed poetry in his head about this very beautiful magnificent necklace ONLY (that he found on the street btw, definitely not a metaphor for Elain). Then Elain said "please sir I don't know how to do a simple task such as putting this necklace on can you help me." (In a completely sterile, non-breathy way ... What a loser right??)

They stared at each other with mad lust and Lust only. Elain was thinking about fucking her mate Lucien 3 floors above ... she didn't go fuck him despite the zero obstacles in their path bc... idk it doesn't matter.

Then Azriel stared at her with extreme lust and decided he must get relief ASAP. He did not think of her mind or her extraordinary power - no - horndog Azriel was just standing there thinking about seeking his own pleasure - oh wait, he thought about giving HER pleasure? No - that's probably unreliable narration. He didn't mean it.

Then Rhys orders him away from Elain. Thank god. He was about to commit an eternal sin for which he would perish in the depths of hell. Then he proceeds to tell Rhys how he wanted to JUST fuck Elain and he didn't make any wedding plans for them because he doesn't care about her beyond the superficial and she's an easy mark apparently and he is entitled and mad that his brothers got mates and the third archeron sister was put in a gift bag for Lucien. Whom he hates. Not because Lucien has Elain tho- he hates Lucien because of idk... something about his family and he's a courtier and idk... but definitely not related to Elain.

Then when those 3 sentences that you can skip about Elain & Azriel are over, Azriel THANKFULLY comes to his senses, realizes Rhys is so right for intervening. He wasn't mad or whatever. He goes to seek Gwyn out at the training ring or his mate senses tingle and send him there.

There Azriel flirts with Gwyn heavily and Gwyn does the Argentine Tango with his shadows. Azriel is awed by her ability to not cut a ribbon. He admires her strength and resilience and also how she sasses him and challenges him by... sassing him.

Then Azriel definitely does not think about Elain when he sees she gave the necklace back. That's cool, he was gonna ask for it back anyway so he could give this one of a kind priceless jewelry to Gwyn. Oh did I say it was from Claire's? No actually just the THOUGHT of his mate senses for Gwyn suddenly turns this ordinary trash necklace into a harry winston masterpiece his shadows and instincts and subconscious picked out for Gwyn (not Elain).

Then he leaves the necklace for Gwyn. He tips Clotho $10000 to ensure Gwyn gets it and leaves a note with just a single kiss imprint on it that says "Shadowsinger". Then that action makes his entire chest go through cardiac arrest and fireworks pop behind his eyes at the thought of his mate wearing this necklace he never gave to Elain.

Then the next day at training he's still stony faced - but not because he's mad at Rhys about the Elain thing (who's that? He already forgot about her)- but he's stony faced because ... well idk who cares don't worry about that.

Anyways that's what you missed on glee !

[raointean]

Funniest responses* to the "What does "Blorbo" mean?" question

(In reference to my silmarillion fandom linguistics project, the results of which you can find in my "survey says" tag)

*not necessarily the full response, some are just fragments from longer responses. Also, I'm not filtering by "correct" or "incorrect" responses

Special Little Guy (gender neutral)

Lmao. That's like, my special little guy. He takes up my brain space. I'm rotating him.

you know how lilo from lilo and stitch has that doll she made, complete with backstory? basically like that

one's blorbo is a character one cares a lot about. it kind of has like... condescending or woobifying connotations? like expressing that Maedhros is your blorbo is sort of uh... one imagines like, a chibi Maedhros. cute, not scary. but it doesn't necessarily imply the speaker has distorted perception of the character in general, just a sort of fondness

The character a person wants to use as a doll/stuffed animal

A character who the author loves too much (and knows it)

"OMG Blorbo was in the new trailer for 5 seconds!" is a common statement

which often provokes... strange thoughts at 11pm.

Beloved character who you think about entirely too much and also enjoy putting in Situations

It implies some degress of being pathetic as well.

No relation to Blorbo Baggins.

The character you put under a microscope, put through the cheese grater, put into the salad spinner, and squeeze like a plushie.

A beloved character whom you want to both stick in a microwave and protect with all you have

character one fangirls* over (*gender neutral)

Just a little guy, whom I am deeply enamored of and just want to squish on the head and see what happens.

Favourive character, often pathetic, someone to pity as much as love

obsessed. baby. Will run my mouth off about them

the word "favorite" wasn't enough to encapsulate "the exact kind of character made specifically for me in the lab" either. my friendgroup started calling those types of characters "callouts" because they were calling you out by existing Exactly To Your Tastes

(not necessarily in a way that condones their actions, but deeply beloved nonetheless)

The "cinnamon roll" kind. Idk I love Namo but I'd never call him a blorbo, it just wouldn't feel right.

??

dear?

My personal favourite character, whom I want to adopt even if he's a dark lord

A particularly beloved (or beloathed-in-a-positive-way) character.

Generally seem to be problematic favs.

I think it was originally meant to be somewhat mocking, but it was wholeheartedly adopted and is now used unironically.

A favored character that usually is subjected to great amounts of trauma and or fluff.

A favourite character, usually male

The obsession character

Feanor/character you are unreasonably attached to esp. if they are a Bad Person TM

The character who is most special and beloved to you (and often that means you're gonna put them through The Horrors)

a character that makes you chew on the bars of your enclosure

Special little character from my shows(tm)

usually having an aura of kicked wet puppy (brimby)

You'd build a shrine to them

Idk, ask the children 😹. Er. Hot character you like? I'm sure people have very complex definitions explaining why they like the hot character but I don't take fandom that seriously.

Your guy (gender neutral), not a comfort character, but perhaps a character you would like to see experience the worst situations possible (affectionate)

occasionally blorbo from my floor (my cat)

Just a widdle pathetic guy 🥺😈

A favourite character, thuogh usually one you squash like a stress ball or squeaky toy rather than put gently on a shelf

Ungoliant

Guy (gender neutral) who I hold in my hand like a neat rock and look at

character whom i will put in a glass and shake

character you are putting in the metaphorical salad spinner

A favourite character, often a war criminal treated like they did nothing wrong, they are a little kitty

(character you're particularly attached to and usually put in physically and/or mentally torturous situations for fun)

A character you’ve imprinted on and like seeing in misery. They’re your wet cat you enjoy pouring water on but also toweling off

Your favorite character, to whom no harm may come (except in the service of angst)

my guy. my friend my buddy. the person

Literally your favourite ever character, but not like you want to f*ck them, more like "how much can i let them suffer?"

Your favouritest character from media that you like to put in all kinds of situations, but is not morally problematic.

favourite character you want to bully

a fictional character that you like to an obsessive amount, typically more than other favourite characters; your specialist little guy; someone you are unwell about; you don’t always have to like your blorbo per day but they must take up constant thought space

[neighbourhoodspidey]

cigarettes, cigarettes.

a/n: idk why i felt like dishing this out??? and it was so random too like 💀💀 also, melissa is adorable and deserves the best of hugs people 😎‼️ proofread but there might lingering mistakes left. leave feedback if you have any, enjoy reading you already knowww, mdni

w/c: 3.4 k words

warnings: suggestive themes, mentions of a casual affair, swearing, mentions of smoking, love used as a metaphor of addiction and smoking, drinking at a party, overly dramatic writing, attempts at humour, gay yearning. melissa is in love but kind of doesn’t know how to deal with it.

second part will be written. more will be told about the reader’s background, and we’ll have a deeper insight on when they started seeing melissa. let me know if i missed anything else :)

it starts below the cut 🤠

Sitting on the rooftop, your eyes are mindlessly trained on the landscapes drowned by lamplights. A cigarette hangs between your lips and you’re starting to taste the bitter, raw nicotine from how long it has remained unlit. You wish you could bring yourself to inhale the toxins and allow the rot to travel throughout your lungs, consequently tainting your oxygen, but you’ve decided that you do too much of it already, the smell of her lingering fragrance marking your bedsheets being enough to ruin your health. It was a deranging fact considering you weren’t even a smoker. You wanted to find an alternative addiction that would slowly, softly kill you. It’s better to crawl at the hands of death rather than someone. At least that is what you think. Though you were always kind of melodramatic in that way. She’d tell you that whenever you would plead with her to stay with you after your nightly secret meetings.

Looking back at it you feel a little embarrassed. All those wasted words and wasted time. Wanting nothing more but to go back to stop yourself from breathing three words that left a taste of bile at the back of your mouth even after weeks.

Taking the cigarette away from your lips you twirl it around your fingers, the paper now nearly melted off. You don’t want to throw it away, feeling ridiculous that you spent your money on a twelve dollar pack. Lying back to rest on the cold concrete, you carefully place the cigarette on your chest in an almost cradling gesture.

The cold wind blows past your face, the skin of your neck, touching the places that were traced by her lips. Your fingers reach for them and you swear it’s like she never left.

“I didn’t know you smoked.”

A voice startles you, jerking you up. Instinctively you hold the cigarette like you’ve been caught. The act itself is unintentionally amusing, making the redhead bite back a smile.

“I don’t.”

“There’s no harm in it if you were.”

She casually strides up to you. She’s so pretty. She always is but you can swear that at this moment you’d be on your knees apologising to her for something you didn’t even do. And maybe that’s the problem.

“Yeah, well, I wasn’t.”

You stand up, dusting off your pants, wanting to leave. The further you stay the more your brain shifts to your first conflict. Memories of raised voices, of tears, flushed faces and accusing words quickly speed past your membrane.

“Then why is there a box peeking out of your pocket?”

“Why do you care?”

Melissa sighs, crossing her arms. She wonders if whatever you had to drink tonight warranted that behaviour. But she also knew you never really were the drinking type. This only somehow worsens things, knowing that you’re sober and somewhat justifiably annoyed.

Ava’s laugh breaks the tension brewing between you, reminding your surroundings. At Janine’s flat, a get together between colleagues.

“This is useless.”

You make a move to leave but she steps in your way. You almost want to laugh at her boldness.

“We need to talk.”

“We talked already.”

You grit, looking down at your shoes. She is being unfair. Sending you off, ignoring you for days and only talking to you when she needed to. Your friends did catch on to the shift of the atmosphere but couldn’t exactly place it. No one asked any questions either, knowing not to bother Melissa when she was having her pondering moments. It’s not like they could ask you anything either, always finding a sly excuse to get out of the conversation.

“Won’t you just cut the attitude and be serious about this for five minutes—”

“You have no right to tell me what to be serious about, Melissa. Not when you’ve got some questions to ask about yourself.”

You’re right. She knows you are. You have that same look on your face the day you pronounced the same words that felt like an open wound. “Why’d you have to ruin everything?” She asked, not frustratingly cried out. Then again her reasonings were justified. The agreement you had between you was simple. No attachments, no feelings.

With flushed cheeks she looks ahead of you. Her pride not wanting to let you know you aren’t exactly in the wrong, at least not really. Whatever it is, she won’t give you the satisfaction. Much to your great relief. Biting back your tears, you scoff, walking past her. She catches the subtle whiff of your linen scent, instantly bringing back memories of you spending rare mornings in her kitchen. Or evenings of her trying to teach you how to cook Italian food but ended up being distracted by the way you wrapped your arms behind her, placing soft kisses on her neck.

A couple excuses and farewells later you left the party, wishing everyone well and ignored Ava’s slight inquisition in your mood. You waved it off, joking that you’ve had many drinks in you and needed to rest. Which you should have seriously thought of before because Ava being inquisitive Ava knows you don’t really drink, failing at convincing you to slip a few drops of alcohol in the punch at a PTA reunion that one time.

“Something’s off with Romeo.” She points at Jacob and Barbara, who casts a curious look as you leave. He thought about it for a moment before speaking up again.

“I think Romeo is the wrong romantic hero to use here—”

“Can we drop the nerding for a second and gossip…I mean, talk about our colleague?” Ava exasperates.

Usually, Barbara isn’t one for gossip, but she had to admit your behaviour was strange.

“The other day I still saw her class lights on. I presumed it was to catch up on correcting papers but this has been the fifth time in a week.”

“What do you think it is? Heartbreak? Food poisoning?” Ava ponders, already thinking of the bake sale that you participated in, and accepts a plate of visibly raw cookies from a student out of pity.

“Or maybe it’s just stress and fatigue?” He hums, pretending not to know what she was talking about. The truth is, he was aware. At least he had some idea. He saw Melissa in one of your shirts once. Chalking it up to you two having a sleepover he dropped the thought but it was admittedly strange. He tried talking about it to Melissa in a completely innocent curious way, to which she quickly shut him down. He tried asking you, but you would always find a way to slyly change the subject.

“Another theory is either a relationship or a situationship gone wrong. Probably the second one. I haven’t seen that look in a while, that’s someone who needs to get lai—”

Melissa enters after, walking towards Janine and Gregory. She asks for you but they confusedly answer that you left. Right. She knows you did. But a part of her hoped you’d stay. A tiny part.

“Hmm, I don’t know. Digging into her life seems a bit unethical.” Jacob scratches his neck, acting as if he didn’t want to know what was really happening.

“It’s not unethical if we’re preoccupied.”

“I can’t believe I’m saying this but Ava’s right. We should be rightfully preoccupied.” Barbara supports, earning a slight indignant expression from Ava.

“What do you mean you can’t believe what you’re saying? I’m always right. Almost always.”

“What are we saying?” Janine interrupts, smiling cheerfully at the group. “Oh…is it about the appetisers? Look, I know they’re not exactly homemade but I tried to make it look presentable.”

Melissa is right behind them, peering through the groups' eyes. She catches on to Jacob’s uneasy smile, who grabs an appetiser from a nearby platter to avoid speaking. Ava clears her throat and resumes talking.

“We know they aren’t homemade. Maybe that’s what got our friend sour.”

Ever the sweetest person, Janine’s tone changes at the mention of you. You did look a bit off. She really thought it was the food but you reassured both her and Gregory.

“Thank God because I ate at least ten of those…” mutters Gregory, offering a teasing smile when Janine bats his biceps.

“What got our colleague sour?” Melissa questioned, or rather interrogated. She knew she somehow had to appear clueless if she wanted to avoid having a discussion. The incoming questions were already giving her a migraine. Though the only person she’d trust this issue with is Barbara.

“Now, I am in no way condoning gossip nor peering into personal lives—”

“Oh, just spit it Barb.” Ava eggs on. Barbara sighs and rolls her eyes before turning to Melissa again.

“We think it might be a case of a heartbreak. The opposite of you, actually.”

Ironic.

“Is that what it looks like?” Melissa ponders, trying so hard not to let her voice waver.

“Oh, yeah, speaking of how’s your date going?” Janine smiles, knowing a bit about Melissa’s “mysterious date”, consequently allowing the topic about you to change.

“It’s…it’s going okay. Ish.”

“Are you thinking about going official?” Ava nudges her shoulder, a conspiring smile on her face. “I would like to see who’s giving you that glow. Like where did you find them exactly? Wherever it is, maybe they have more.”

She fights back from blushing, her brain rushing to moments of you taking care of her, your soft praises, how your lips traveled across every inch of her skin.

“That good, huh?” Jacob quips, instantly recognising that look she has. She had it when you left to get coffee and he could’ve sworn she wasn’t just “tired”. She was unabashedly gazing at you. The woman’s eyes widened, wondering if she should shut Jacob up. But that will for sure sell her out.

“Leave the poor woman alone. She’s not who we are talking about at the moment. But you will have to tell me everything soon, won’t you, Melissa?”

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll tell you everything.”

“In any case, I hope it’s not too bad. I’ve seen that kind of heartbreak before.” Barbara winces at the thought of your solemn face. You were genuinely bright, not too talkative, but still a positive figure at Abbot Elementary.

“Let’s all drink in the honour of our Romeo and hope it’s not that case.” Ava pours drinks for everyone, clearly not using this as an excuse to get everyone to drink.

Melissa stares down at her cup before taking another sip, hoping the cup’s contents will wash down the churning feeling in her stomach.

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The next following weeks went on as usual. You preparing your lessons, marking your students' papers. You think you’ve seen fiery red hair at your door but maybe that’s just your delusion.

Melissa’s week was fairly average like yours. Except that there is an issue. She’s not able to clear her mind out of you. That and you’ve left your shirt at her place. She wondered many times if she should call for you to pick up but has decided that your relationship is already awkward as it is. That and she still hasn’t told her best friend who had her smiling dreamily.

To make matters comedically worse Jacob is somehow connecting the dots. Asking her about the shirt you’ve left. Then about you and if you two talked recently. She tried to answer his questions normally but had a gut feeling that this wasn’t just innocent curiosity.

They were now at the professors' lounge room, having just had a lunch break with everyone except you. You said you needed to catch up on lesson prep and heated your lunch and left.

“Melissa I know it’s none of my business—”

“Damn right it’s not.”

“But I was just wondering—”

“Then stop wondering.” She shrugs, moving to pack her things from the lounge room. She liked to consider herself helpful but right now what she needed was to get home. And definitely not try to text you.

Jacob quickly stops her from leaving, blocking the entrance door.

“Jacob don’t make me start—”

“It’s her, isn’t it?”

She blinks her eyes, eyebrows furrowing.

“Look I know I shouldn’t care and it doesn’t concern me. But I’ve seen the way you two look at each other.”

Before she could even answer the door opens, making them both jump in fright. Barbara looks between them and shoots a conspiratorial glance.

“Gossiping again?”

“No?” Jacob answers as he pretends to dust lint off Melissa's shoulders. “Just catching up on…the weather?” To be fair he was a bad liar.

She shrugs his hand off her shoulder, looking at Barbara. She knows she can’t hide anything from her. What is surprising is that she can’t even hide anything from Jacob. Either he was too observant or she was becoming too transparent.

“Is anyone going to tell me anything?” Barbara raises an eyebrow, taking note of their awkward looks.

“It’s complicated.” Melissa sighs out, massaging her temples.

“I think this is something that you two need to talk about alone…” Jacob temptingly mutters, making a move to leave before the redhead grasps his wrist.

“Oh, no. You’re staying.”

It’s the least he could do for trying to dig into her personal affairs. His face is stricken with fear as Barbara’s confusion deepens.

“You might want to uh…sit down for this one, Barbara. But please don’t blame her for anything, I mean like she said it is complicated—”

“Wait, you knew about this?” Barbara inquisitions, her hand waving between her best friend and the frightened man.

“No, no, no! I mean I had some idea of it, Melissa was oblivious and I sort of figured it out—”

“Jacob. Quiet.” Melissa sits down on a chair, head dropping to her hands, mentally preparing for the incoming headache she’s about to get from all this mess.

“Will someone tell me what is going on? It’s not anything too serious is it?” Barbara takes a maternal tone, concern wavering in her voice at the sight of her friend in distress.

“You know I’ve been seeing someone?”

“Yes…? Did he…or they broke up with you? Sweetheart, I’m so sorry—”

“It’s someone we know.” The redhead speaks between her teeth, shame coursing through her body. She takes a deep breath, looking at Jacob who sends her an encouraging nod.

“You know I will never judge you, right?” Her best friend moves to sit in front of her, taking her hand in hers and lightly squeezing it.

“I know, it’s just…”

“Messy.” Jacob completes, earning an exasperated look from the redhead.

“Yeah.”

“Well I’m here to listen. And not judge. That’s not what we’re here for, right?” She looks up at Jacob, who shakes his head and offers his hand in support, hoping the redhead won’t break his phalanges.

“You know we’re here for you no matter what, Mel.”

The support is surprisingly enough for her to gain a little courage. She has to do it. If not for her then for you. Silence ensues.

“It’s…it’s…well.”

When Barbara hears your name, she swears she thought it was a joke. But at the look of Melissa’s face, she knows she is being completely serious.

“For how long?” The question isn’t meant to be judgmental, but the redhead fears it is.

“Four weeks.”

“That explains everything. You tolerated Jacob’s jokes more than usual.”

“Wait…you aren’t…mad at me?”

“Sweetheart, why would I be? I’m in no place to judge you whatsoever. As long as you’re happy and safe, you are free to live your life and see whoever you want to.”

“O…okay. Thank you.”

“There is no need.”

The pair hug, while Jacob awkwardly clears his throat.

“So does this mean I’m safe and won’t get kicked out?” He shrinks back in his posture as Melissa gets up, Barbara stands with her just in case she needs to hold her back. 

“Everything’s all good.”

“I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean to.”

“It’s okay. I think sooner or later you were bound to find out anyway..”

“It is true that I started asking myself a couple of questions when you didn’t have your glow anymore.” Barbara nudges her, smiling at the way she fights back her blush.

“Yeah, well…it’s kinda over now, so…”

“Over? Oh, honey, this isn't over for the two of you. Not until you two had a proper conversation between adults.”

“But she’s–”

“Then tell her you’ll give her all the time she needs. But soon you will need to talk. If she does not understand that, then at least you gave it a chance. Don’t let her run anyway again.”

She knows she’s right. She can’t let this go any further.

“Let who run away?”

Janine walks in a tow with Ava and Gregory. Mr. Johnson, who walked in to look for trash, stayed when he heard something that might make his day interesting.

Melissa looked at everyone before catching your figure in the hallway. You two share a fleeting look before you leave. Everyone follows her gaze before looking back at her. Ava raises her eyebrows and sips her cup of coffee.

“This is messy.”

“Ava, stop–” Janine softly intervenes but Melissa shakes her head.

“No, she’s right. It’s my mess to fix.” She gazes at the empty spot you left, wanting nothing more but to stop you from leaving.

“Are we going to have to play matchmaker?” Ava excitedly whispers to Gregory, who places a hand over her shoulder.

“Looks like it. Or maybe this is something for them to fix themselves.”

“You’re going to have to tell us everything. If you want to, of course. No judgments here.” Ava speakers earnestly, though her voice is edged with curiosity.

“I think this is something for me to talk about later. See you after class.” Melissa smiles at the group one last time, nearly breaking into a grin when Barbara offers her a thumbs up.

She already screwed up once. She wasn’t about to let you go again. Even if you decide to let her go, she has to let you know what she had to say from the beginning. What she wanted to say.

[lindsaylemons29]

8b potential storylines??

1) jee is taken instead of or in addition to maddie

2) ravi and buck(and maybe Maddie?) talk about childhood cancer from their different perspectives

3) real estate Ravi helps bathena with house

4) eddie talks to Michael about coming out later in life after having been married with kid(s)

5) madney baby is named Joy or something relating to Kevin

6) Diaz parents shit talk Shannon/buck/Eddie in front of Eddie and/or Christopher or they overhear it and one or both of them go off on the Diaz parents(bonus points if Eddie blurts out feelings while defending buck)

7) buck moves out of the loft and into casa Diaz and when he walks back inside after Eddie drives away he is walking through the house there are montages of all the buck+diazes moments and he sits on the couch or goes into Chris's room and breaks

8) Eddie's parents are gatekeeping chris/discouraging his return(screening/blocking calls without telling either party so they both think the other doesn't want to talk, doubling down on how Eddies mistake is unforgivable etc)

9) Chris brings up hotshots

10) either on way to Texas or right after Eddie gets there either a) kidnapping or b) buck nde happens and he's called because he's a) person not there that they'd inform first or b) buck's medical POA (bc after the buckley parents fiasco w/ lightning and he's going to have taken extra steps to prevent them from doing anything) and Eddie either immediately turns around or if he's almost there/there he grabs Chris and they get on the first flight back leaving their stuff in texas

11) buck moves into casa diaz AND bathena move into loft

12) tia Pepa and abuela get on Eddie's ass about buck

13) buck does something extraordinarily stupid on a call(a la crane climbing during sniper) bc he can't cope with Eddie not there

14) buck depressed in bed like he was pre-tsunami bc Eddie isn't there and he gets yanked out of bed by Maddie and told spend a day with jee and that's when the Maddie chloroform happens

15) 118 still calling Ravi probie

16) Eddie noticing the parallels between him letting Chris go bc it's what he needed even though he didn't like it and buck letting Eddie go for the same reasons

17) buck abandonment issues in general, "when will my husband return from war"

18) somebody finds out about the will, bonus points if it's the Diaz parents and Eddie goes off on them

19) Maddie full name drop during kidnapping plot(bc she said that it was her birth certificate name so harshly implying that she didn't go by anything else or changed it, ex. Magdalena, Matilda)

20) another emergency vehicle gets destroyed/breaks

21) Diaz sisters make an appearance

22) Eddie NDE on way to Texas and the will gets invoked so Chris comes back(bonus points if buck is also Eddie's POA)

23) Buck going to bathena bc those are his parents and he's *really* not coping with Eddie being gone

24) Eddie Bobby Catholic guilt and values heart to heart

25) Buck/Eddie NDE has montage of the two of them together and "tomorrow isn't promised" and "you don't find it you make it" feelings realization

26) Buck gets a pet(bc sob stories has animal shelter) bonus points if it's one of ostark's dogs

27) Eddie h2h with Chris/coming out bc after coming back to Texas and having talked with father Brian he remembers his first crush/codependent friendship with a guy which his parents homophobia'd out of him(bonus points if tia Pepa or abuela are the ones to remind him about this and how his parents metaphorically beat it out of him)

28) Buck is sad and Ravi thinks they're divorced

29) something happens to buck and Chim and/or maddie are like "I can't lose another brother"

30) I saw something somewhere about Taylor maybe coming back and if she did she'd help with the serial killer plotline a la treasure hunt

henren plotlines with Mara and Denny were pretty prominent so not expecting much hen focused stuff in 8b

Idk what the fuck is going to happen with the Dr odyssey crossover(apparently it's casino week and it's involving the vault so throwback to those 2 911 plotlines and Athena is only confirmed character so far) but it's happening same day as 8x11(holy mother of god)

A) Max and/or the captain are gonna be besties with Bobby

B) whoever ends up kidnapped is taken on the boat

C) Bobby and chef lady exchange recipes

D) buck and Eddie poker night 2 electric boogaloo

[saltpepperbeard]

Poison into Positivity: A List of What I Liked in OFMD S2

Hello hello everyone! Things have been a little rough around here. Even away from the more heated takes, I've still seen a few "down in the dumps" murmurs. To which, I'm giving y'all big hugs, but also offering up some little bits of warmth! I wanted to share quite a few bullets of the things I enjoyed about this season. Maybe it'll serve as a reminder, or maybe it'll just serve as a chaotic, silly little read as per usual PFFF.

But I invite you to read along, and even add some of your own points should you feel inclined! Also, this might not even be my full list; these are just the ones that came to me quickly/off the top of my head. Still, let's dive on down like a fantastical, dazzling goldfish, shall we?

All the callbacks/parallels. My goodness. When I tell you I'm a SLUT for metaphors/parallels/callbacks/etc etc. Seeing so many things and being able to just *Leonardo Dicaprio pointing meme.* I know people might not share that same opinion because some might view it to be excessive, but I personally LOVED being able to point at my screen and be like "oH EYYYYYYY!!!" Maybe because it makes for such immaculate gifset/meta material <3 SJKJDLHSK

The costuming and makeup. WHEN THEY TALKED AT ECCC ABOUT EVERYONE GETTING HOTTER, THEY WERE NOT KIDDING LMAO. EVERYONE LOOKED SO, SO GOOD. and listen, i am on my knees begging for them to give ed with his hair up back to us. i need Her back,,,ALSO, SOMETHING SOMETHING COMPLICATED EMOTIONS TOWARDS STEDE'S LATTER HALF LOOK, BUT ALSO...GOD DAMN, MR. DARBY,,,,,,

Speaking of Mr. Darby, the acting in this season. The ACTTTINNNGG. Everyone acted their ASSES off. Everyone put their entire piratussies into this season. Though, I'm PARTICULARLY impressed with Taika and Rhys, because again with their "oh we're comedians lol so idk drama can be Difficult Difficult Lemon Difficult." MMMM I THINK THE FUCK NOT, MY GUYS LMAO??? They both did SO well with all the drama and painful moments. The acting in episodes 2, 3, 6, and 7 in particular like...God. GOD!!!

I loved so many characters in this season, and I'll of course have to give two individual shoutouts to my two favorite new ladies, but man. LET'S GO FRENCHIE!!! ALWAYS A DELIGHT!!! FANG/KEVIN MY ABSOLUTE SWEETHEART. JIM SERVING ABSOLUTE FUCKING GENDER THIS SEASON. OLU OLU DARLING OLU. PETE NEVER MISSING WITH HIS ONELINERS. LUCIUS BEING SO THEATRICAL AHDJKSDK LIKE NATHAN PLEASE YOU KILL ME. ROACH MAKING ME LAUGH OUT LOUD NUMEROUS TIMES AS HE DOES. WEE JOHN AND HIS KNITTING AND DRAG!!! AND THEN OF COURSE MY DEARLY BELOVEDS, ED AND STEDE. I JUST LOVE THEMMMMM!!! But okay okay okay-

Zheng my beloved. I just love this badass pirate queen with her sweet little pigtails and her IMMACULATE LINE DELIVERIES SDHJKSKL. A lot of my favorite deliveries from the entire season came from her quite honestly. Please see: "Girl, how ARE you?" and "Hiiiiiii. I KNOWWW it's been a day" and "I've killed mediocre men. I've killed exceptional men. But you're the worst kind: a mediocre man who thinks he's exceptional."

AND ARCHIE MY BELOVED. She kills me because I remember seeing like, those ~*~audition tape whispers~*~ WAY back in the day, and subsequently thinking she was going to be quite a different character. Only for this silly goofy bubbly energetic darling to pop up and snag my heart. HER deliveries kill me also, like when she goes "Like...STEDE Stede?" and the whole "I was IN the fuckin' snake!" also hhngngngngnershkfhslkds tattooed ladies Hot :(

Speaking of which, the comedy. THE DELIVERIES. THE WAY I LAUGHED OUT LOUD NUMEROUS TIMES THROUGHOUT, EVEN WITH THE DEEP UNDERCURRENT OF DRAMA/ANGST. The whole bit where Stede is in hysterics over his cursed coat is just hsjkdhsklds; it will NEVER not make me wheeze. And then, like I said, almost EVERYTHING Pete says this season kills me; another thing that will never not make me laugh is "a doggie...?" weird little pirate show with weird little humor my beloved

The ROMANCE??? I genuinely was going into the season with the expectation of getting maybe like, one or two Gentlebeard kisses. Imagine my shock and utter delight when we ended up with FOUR, AS WELL AS AN INTIMATE SCENE, THE LETTER SCENES, AND THE LOVE PROFESSIONS. Like, one of them dropping a legitimate "I love you" felt like an unrealistic expectation--the HIGHEST dream tier really. And then wouldn't you know it. And that doesn't even account for all the rest of the couples either! The murder wives having their chaotic little moments of fucked up affection??? LUCIUS AND PETE GETTING ENGAGED AND THEN MARRIED??? HELLO??????

The sets! I know people have pointed out that the world felt a bit simplified this time around, due to budget restraints and what have you. But I still loved what they did with the world even with the various constraints. The market in episode 6 is a PARTICULAR favorite of mine; it's just so lush and colorful. I also love what they did with The Revenge during episode 6 too!

Also, this might be an unpopular opinion, but I really actually liked that they filmed on location. First of all, love that the Kiwis got to be right at home in Aotearoa. Love that they have an even more special connection to the show now. But second of all, I just like when scenery is...actually THERE? It feels way more TANGIBLE. Don't get me wrong; that hugeass wraparound screen that they use to film a lot of sets is a technological marvel. But I'm a sucker for practical.

The deeper and more complex dives into character motivations/trauma. Like, homie lol...When I tell you episodes 6 and 7 utterly set my brain alight in the best way possible. I was CHUGGING through thoughts. You know those gifs where someone is walking around and ranting/passionately talking,,, yeah. Yeah. Maybe because a lot of it "struck a chord" with me indeed, but I love love LOVE getting brain food like that.

Speaking of brain food, in PARTICULAR, the deeper dives into Ed's self-loathing and into Stede's troubles with confidence and masculinity. A lot of Stede's choices were fueled by those two things, and it was SO friggin fun to catch all of them, put them in a jar, and shake them around. I've seen a lot of people fearing his actions in the latter half were out of character, but to me, I don't see it that way. I just see a man who has been so spurned, so left behind, and SO deprived, a man who is stuck thinking he has to be someone else to mean something. And I think that plays a lot into even the EARLIEST developments we saw in season 1, so it was just so intriguing to watch everything messily play out.

THE INNKEEPER. THE INNKEEPER MY BELOVED. SO much about that episode absolutely has my heart. All the different developments, the stakes, the pacing, and the payoff at the end. Not to mention that I had a FEELING that mysterious figure in the trailers was Hornigold, so it was so SO validating to see him pop up PFFF. And also, all those dream/gravy basket sequences were so so good too. I don't know if it's the chemistry between Taika and Mark, or the deeper symbolism, or the lines that have become vocal stims for me SJKDLS (please see: ooOOoooO eddie eddie eddie...you're laying some heavy shit on me, bro), but man. MAN.

And this one gets its own bullet because of course it does: the fucking mermaid scene. Like, are we kidding. ARE WE KIDDING. THE ROMANCE OF IT ALL? THE FANTASTICAL-NESS INDEED?? THE WAY IT WAS ALL FUCKING PRACTICAL AND RHYS SWAM DOWN TO TAIKA AS A BEAUTIFUL LITTLE GOLDFISH AND THEY HAD TO THROW HEART EYES AT EACH OTHER UNDERWATER??? WHAT THE FUCK!!! And don't even get me started on Kate Bush lol. This Woman's Work might easily be one of my favorite songs, if not my FAVORITE song from the season. And man. Man. The whole meaning behind Ed seeing Stede as this beautiful, sparkly being, and not some hypermasculine/extraordinary thing. He fell in love with Stede for who Stede really is. And so I ADORE that acknowledgement.

Speaking of songs, the MUSIC!!! Absolute bangers all throughout. And I loved how there seemed to be even more intermixed within the episodes. Like God... "These are the kids..." 🗣️ HELLO MY LOVE I HEARD A KISS FROM YOU 🦗🦟🦗🦟🦗🦟 . And all the beautiful classic piano pieces and NINA SIMONE AND JUST HSJKDHSFJKLHSKD????

Okay, I've always had and STILL have complicated thoughts and opinions on Izzy, but man, seeing him interact with the Revenge Crew was really something. Seeing Stede's influence come over the lot of them like a warm blanket, extending its welcoming and familial hands...It was just lovely. I love seeing our little sea family care for each other so much. They've probably all hurt so so much in different ways, so to see them all being a collective heart is just so nice.

Speaking of which, the queerness of it all, the queer celebration of it all. The way the whole crew is just...a representation of queer people finding each other, and subsequently finding love and family in each other. Like, when the whole world wants to cast you out, you pull each other in. When no one else wants you, you take refuge in each other. And just...the joy, beauty, and wonder that can be found in that.

And speaking of which x2, the overall care that was put into the entire thing, the effort that was put into the entire thing. I know Max fucked us over with the budget, which subsequently fucked things like the intricacy, the amount of characters, and especially the pacing. But, I don't know; I personally could still tell everyone involved was trying so so hard to deliver for us. Based on the little details, the little callbacks, and the little moments that felt so catered to us, it just seemed so...gifted to us. Not to mention of course, the way they so deliberately chose to end on a hopeful note in case we never get a third season. They care about us. They've always cherished our excitement and passion, so it just...idk; it feels so special to have a bit more of an intimate connection like that. I've never been involved with a piece of media that so avidly SEES its audience, and celebrates along with us. So, despite everything, despite any sort of troubles, despite any sort of lows, that's a big part of what has me clutching all of this so closely to my chest. And I really hope they can still see that love, because I want nothing more than for them to see this beautiful story through.

Also, getting to enjoy this with everyone. Getting to ride the wave from the beginning of filming, all the way through the finale. Getting to see all the excitement, all the theories, all the art, all the fanfiction, all the gif sets, all the meta, and everything in between. It has carried me through some nastiness in my personal life, and has subsequently served as a very welcomed distraction. It's been such a pleasure getting to delight in this new content with you all, and I hope we get to do so into the future. <3

[glowinthedarkjellyfish]

So this is not the first actual one shot/fic i thought I’d lost on here but I’ve been stalking @aangelinakii and on their JL master lost there’s a relationship trope and the bruce x happy go lucky villain, grumpy x sunshine makes me way too happy to think abt so i had to write something.

*Insert pink divider here i have yet to make one and idk how formatting on tumblr works yet so that’s a wip lol*

Bruce who, nicely put, is emotionally constipated. He’s gone through a lot and is reluctant to rely on others to much to often so he’s typically quite closed off, except when it comes to adopting orphans, he loves that and does it 24/7 it’s a side hustle at this point.

So when a new villain/anti-hero/criminal fighting crime, call it what you want, appears in Gotham he’s interested.

Joker has somehow, been in Arkham for more than 3 weeks so his days have been a tad bit quieter.

Only a tad though this is still Gotham.

The broody man decides to check out the new girl on the metaphorical block, see what he’s dealing with, should she go to Arkham, does she just need to go to prison for a couple of months.

He just wants to know what the best plan of action is so he goes out into the night and well he looks for her.

You had always loved bright colours. Anything colourful could make you smile. Literally if you see a pet shop and there is a bright pink car collar, you’d smile.

That was just the kind of person you were. Happy go lucky described you best. Not always a social butterfly, sometimes crowds were too much but hey, you did what you could to keep smiling.

The world has too much hurt and despair in it for you to spend your days moping around wishing things would change. They might never, at least not for you, but you could change things for others.

Kindness was free after all and let’s be honest, giving a simple smile is probably definitely a lot safer in Gotham than threatening someone for the last pack of toothpaste.

Despite your positive attitude on everything life had to throw at you you were need up a villain. It wasn’t really your fault, I mean it kind of was.

But hear me out, your sister, an insanely smart girl who’s working as a Phsycologist in Arkham ends up falling in love with the joker and helps him escape. She also jumps into a vat of acid to prove herself to him. And then the asks you to join her.

What do you do

À. Turn them both in

B. Get a new ident it y and flee

C. Politely decline but stay in touch, you’re still sisters

Or D. Heck yeah girlie count me in.

I mean clearly answer D. Is the most logical.

So you join Harleen, now Harley as she joins the Joker in a life of crime.

But you, you don’t follow them around attacking civilians, well, you do attack civillians but for the better of other.

I know you might be thinking doing something at the expense of other for the good of a small few isn’t worth it. Well it is.

Abusive households can change how you see the world, it change Harley and it change you, and now you want to change the world.

That is a whole lot of change.

Oops

You don’t just go around terrorising people. Yes you have robbed multiple banks, armed but you never intended on killing or hurting anyone, just stealing money from the corporate sharks who make big bucks off of small people and giving it back to those who needed .

So really you didn’t think you were a villain, at least not the kind the big bat bat fought so having him track you down made you feel, certain ways.

You were alone, sitting on the curb outside of a 24/7 corner store, eating some frozen pizza, yes frozen pizza, yes it’s still frozen. You had a bag of caramel and toffees next to you and a nice big milkshake on your other side.

The pizza, still frozen was actually good, everything stuck together and whilst you did love a nice cheesy pizza you also like it when the cheese wouldn’t slide if the pizza bread so frozen was, in your opinion, the best and most efficient way to eat it.

The store owner who when you first met was scared of you now let’s you pick 3 free things for your meal whenever your in the area, got stopped some armed robbers when you were planning on robbing the place but the owner, Lucy bless her doesn’t know. And doesn’t need too. She thinks you were being a good civilian, wich you were you just had some previous intentions, none that included armed robbery just a bag of chips and a drink leaving the store with you without being paid for.

After that Lucy let you keep your drink and chips for free, she didn’t want you to pay after you stopped her from potentially being shot and you felt guilty.

Taking advantage of others isn’t something you like but when you don’t have the money and you’re stealing the cheapest drink and bag of crisps you could find, you didn’t think it was all bad, at least not when you didn’t have any alternate options.

So you decided, upon leaving, you’d rob a bank and give some of the money to Lucy.

Now whenever you rob some place you always make sure to drop by Lucy’s and hand over some dough. She doesn’t keep it sk to herself either, she knows a couple of kids who struggle a bit so she makes sure they can take care of themselves aswell.

So really you thought you were doing a pretty good job. Better than most people at least.

Which is why seeing mr Batman in all of his ever glowering glory, standing right behind you, cape swishing even though there isn’t any wind but oh well, cinematic amirite. Was a shock.

But because you are, well… you, you smiled at him. You swapped your milkshake to where your toffees were and patted the concrete next to you, offering him a seat and then opened up the bag of toffee and caramels and asked if he’d like to share them.

Something told you he’d probably decline your offer if you gave him the pizza, that and you had finished it so you could only really give him the sweeties.

Batman being well, batman was calculating what the best way was to go about this situation.

So he sat, and you talked. Yeah you. He listened, sometimes offering a short couple of words for questions you’d ask him.

So yeah you talked and he… he liked it. You were refreshing, like getting caught in the rain in summer, but not cold rain and not the kind that was too warm that made the atmosphere around you warm and suffocating, stuffy even when you were outside.

No.

You were like fresh rain that danced from the clouds before landing gently on his face, his nose, eyebrows, lips. You were like a soft breeze, when the sun is shining and blazing down on him, making him sweat, making him uncomfortable in his skin you were there, cool, flowing by and easing him.

Making him feel at peace.

He liked how you made him feel at peace he wouldn’t tell you that though.

Your nights started to look like this more often, slowly at first. He didn’t want you to be scared of him, he knew what you did and whilst he didn’t agree either all you methods ahem*holding people at gun point to take all their money or to steal important data*

he admired how much you did for others *following your sister who lowkey went through a major mentyB, using the assets you steal, (through questionable means) to help unfortunate gothamites live better lives* ahem.

So he did his best to entertain you, he’d always let you talk his ear off and after patrol and seeing you when he’s back in the cave as bruce Wayne and not the dark night, he’d add some of the charities you’d often speak about to a list that would be sponsored and permanently funded by BW Enterprises.

You didn’t keep up either the news so you didn’t notice but after a year of Batman slowly falling for you and you just happy to sometimes make him smile he asked you a very important question.

He told you that you didn’t need to sustain yourself from the free food Lucy would give you, he told you he wouldn’t stop you from helping the poor, he would heavily advise you to change some methods of persuasion ahem armed robbery and ask you to join him.

Let’s be real, the kids have noticed, Alfred has noticed and the league have noticed.

Batman is still broody

(nonchalant dread head)

He’s still moody and definitely hasn’t gone soft, but he’s more social.

Slightly let’s be real for a second and stop fanfictioning.

He’s not a social butterfly but his time with you wich is like every single night, has made him more open.

By that I mean he actually speaks in multiple sentences. Plural.

Not just short clipped ones.

Obviously with the kids it’s different I mean, he tries his best to be there and because you are younger than him,

(I love me a little Batman age gap w optimistic reader ☺️, not daddy kink though🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️, I call my dad daddy and I hate the sexualisation of what is supposed to be, or what should be for most the most important male figure and role model you have. I know a lot of people have less than ideal relationships with their dads, some don’t have and some wish they didn’t but sexualising the name and the emotional figure that à father represents is disgusting to me, mainly because I love my dad and he alongside my sisters and mum are the most important people in my life but I think he’s my favorite person alive and he’s such a good dad, I’m not biased either, I am so lucky that my dad is my dad, and knowing all he does for my family not because he has to but because he loves us so much and would die for amd kill for us, I get upset when what he represents is just reduced to a kink. Especially when it’s the borderline pdf age gaps and daddy kink like NO. Anyways that was a long rant but I wanted to specify, yes I imagine reader as younger than Batman but like only from 10- 18 like you amd Batman meet when you’re like 25 and let’s just say he’s 39 or smth, like okay, your probably closer to his kids age maybe idk idk the canon ages but it’s not a toxic/groomy age gap.)

Anyways, because you are younger than him, he’s gotten exposed to a lot of memes and pop culture references, he’ll you’ve even tooken him to the pictures to watch a film you’ve been waiting for so he feels like he’s being immersed in a whole new world and all the time spent with you has made it easier for him tj connect and reach out to his kids because you are close ish to Dick and Jason, I think maybe 4-6 ish years older than dick and maybe 6-8+ years than Jason, idk their canon ages sorry (😔) so you kind of open up a whole other way of communication.

That being said, Alfred asks Bruce to make you a more permanent part of his life. He sits him down and tells him

“Chat, is this what being emotionally available for once looks like”

Kidding, obviously but the buzz (butler huzz) knows what’s up, his kids know what’s up. Cass even followed him one night with Jason to investigate.

Jason only went because he knew you were in the area Cass was headed too and wanted to see you.

He did not like it when he saw you either Batman though. But oh well.

So after Batman asks you to join him you either

À. Say no wtf

B. Omg you’ve never said that many words to me before

C. Sorry gang the suzz (sister huzz) and her whacksss boyfriend need me ( I js don’t want to leave her w him)

Or D. Ykw hell yeah, take me away babe

You often pick option D.

And you did again, so you go to where you’re currently hiding out at, Joker escaped recently so Harley was out looking for him so you were on your own currently 😕 I mean, sad lowkey but you had a pet zebra, 2 cats and a baby elephant so you weren’t super lonely.

(You bole them out of a zoo that mistreated them)

Anyways, you went back you your place, took the stuff you really couldn’t live without, your animals, à stuffed animal teddy you’d had since you were a baby and your clogs. Yes as in the wooden shoes, you found them one night dumpster diving and they were quite good for helping your feet’s arches since you couldn’t afford orthopaedic shoes, or insoles.

After you got all your stuff you let Batman whisk you and your pets to his batcave. Melon your elephant was greeted by the smallest, Robin. He was quite guarded around you and insulted your clothes when you first entered, that’s alright, he COULDVE had a bad day and you might’ve reminded him of it. Somehow.

Anyways, he liked Melon, and Martie your zebra also started receiving pets.

This was when you discovered he was Bruce Wayne. You started living with him, slowly your attended galas with him, starting off with ones he would host and after a few more years, maybe 2 or 3 possibly 5 you got together.

You really liked him and although you could tell he had a soft spot for you, you didn’t want to push him too much for something he wasn’t ready for.

So you waited, all the kids loved you, Damian, came around quickly when you told him how you came to acquire your animals, asking you if you knew any other zoos that mistreated their animals so he could help you break in and steal some.

You guys did end up doing that.

He has a crocodile , who by the way has a whole ass lake all by itself okay not all by itself there are some fishes and her baby croc but yeah, no one in the family except you 2 and Bruce really go down to visit, Bruce because he just doesn’t want either of you 2 getting hurt and seeing his son and the woman he loves (shhh he’s not ready emotionally yet) spend quality time together, even though it’s feeding crocodiles warms his heart.

Damian also got a giraffe and a lemur. The giraffe stays with Martie and the Batcow whilst the lemur which you forced him to call Mort stays with him, King Julian was an option but the baby lemur looked so much like mort you couldn’t not call him.

Anyways you slowly but surely earned a place in the hearts of everyone in the family and whilst you had been in his heart the entire time Bruce was finally ready to love you after a couple of years of being hopelessly devoted to youuuu.

In the first couple of years in joining Bruce you joined the league aswell, the other members finding it bizarre how you and Batman fit sk well together, even as only friends but they warmed up to you quickly as they realised it was hard not to love you.

Genuinely though you were such an easy person to like, it’s not that you were basic and had pretty popular opinions that most people could agree on, you made others feel seen, made them feel heard, and that’s what made it hard not to like you, because you’d manage to fit in every little space you could and then fill it up with love for others.

So they understood how even Batman could be seen with the likes of you.

After you and Bruce did start dating it only took you like 3 months to get pregnant. 🧍‍♀️pls don’t look at me through your screens like that.

After mutual pining and years of waiting you and Bruce were like lovesick fools, he was nain my stoic around the league still, sometimes letting his eyes soften to look at you while eyes were on him. At the house he was full smiles, he wouldn’t start a make out sesh in front on the kids, nty! He likes the more heated intimacy to be kept private and so do you, but short, sweet kisses, constant hand holding and smiles however small they may be, we’re slowly becoming permanent parts of him whenever he was around you.

For this I’m imagining Damian as maybe 14, idk I feel like 9 year old Dami and like 25yo reader feeding crocodile together at tree r breaking them out of a zoo would be soo cute.

So when 14yo Damian finds out he’ll have a blood sibling, he’s haopy.

Really happy. He does consider Dick, Todd, Drake and Duke his brothers and he admires Babs, Cass and Steph as sisters but having another sibling who shares part of him is something he wants so bad, and he’s happy his dad js having a child with you, consensually.

I think Tim will be 18, maybe with Duke being 16, Cassie 17 and Steph 19. Jason 20-21 and dick 24 and Babs like 26-7

So these are the ages of the kids I’m imagining just so yall can visualise.

Idk if I’ve like lost myself from the point of the story but yeah.

So they all love Bruce being in love and whilst he started out as grumpy and oth his sunshine gf they were all able to see him develop, in a healthy way.

So yeah he isn’t really grumpy x sunshine anymore. Not when you give birth to triplets. 🌝

I feel like he’d be a good dad to triplets. 2 boys and a girl, you guys thought you were having twins and he was hoping for twin girls, so when y out popped out 2 boys and then a girl, he was freaking out but so happy because your the most amazing person on earth and the mother of his kids and wait, he hasn’t married you yet!? that’s okay he’ll ask you to as soon as the babies are asleep, heck he’ll ask y out even if your in the middle of popping one out.

The plus side is, you don’t really plan on more kids so you had one pregnancy and we’re done with it.

Wrong 🙅‍♀️

You had 2 more, both girls but not twins.

So yeah, he evolved from grumpy x sunshine to omg she is everything x does he know how much I love him/ sunshine who thinks she protects him x sunshine protector

Idk how bad this is gang I’m not proof reading jt because it’s long as shit and I’ve been writing for like enough time for my phone to go from 10% to 80 so…

anyways

I think this spiralled from sunshine x grumpy to me just writing how I’d like to see a Batman relationship go so idk 🌝

But I like this so idc

Lmk what yall think if you read it entirely, even if you don’t I like criticism so yeah feel free and erm yeah idk what to write here so yeah…

Also Harley js the ultimate Aunt.

She ends up moving in to Wayne manor because joker dies (🫢😄) he mysteriously fell of a building and 2 girls who looked like sisters were seen before he slipped over the meter tall barrier, after girlie finds out how Jason died….

So know Harley is a single mum and yeah, Bruce isn’t dumb he knows what they did to joker but hey foine shyt and him have only been dating for a couple of months and she just got pregnant so maybe she was feeling extra emotional about what happened to Jason and hey, he isn’t about to throw girlie into prison, not when he can’t actually prove she did anything. So yeah

Joker mysteriously dies and Harley moves into the Wayne manor, so that she can raise her baby alongside its future cousins. Does Harley not have a daughter or am I making shit up? 🤔 I can’t remember but let’s just say she does.

So yeah Harley is the ultimate aunt and mainly spends her days helping Alfred since well, she can’t really go back to work currently, Lucy is like the only person who will hire her so 🧍‍♀️.

Yeah

[pansy-picnics]

No idea if they would since they all live in a castle but how do you think the uknighted parents each would deal with empty nest syndrome?

AUDJSJSD NGL I’VE KINDA BEEN HOPING FOR A QUESTION LIKE THIS BC!! they DO. and they are NOT good at it. AT ALL.

ukd are very adamant on giving their kids the freedom they never had growing up, so as long as they’re managing their own duties they’re basically free to do whatever (though eugene can be a Little overprotective sometimes he means well). of course bc ilmari’s adopted and isn’t of any royal blood they end up being the first to leave the nest… i’ve already discussed that vaguely here, so this time i’m gonna talk more abt ryder!!

being the eldest of the twins ryder is technically supposed to take on the throne to corona, and people have a LOT of high expectations from him, especially other nobles/those who were….less than pleased with rapunzel’s approach to ruling. he’s basically seen as the “light” of corona and has been held on a pedestal since he was very young, which leads him to repress himself and puts a lot of strain on his relationships for many years- especially with alina who’s often left in his shadow (and he doesn’t mind it per se!!! but he does feel like her life is pretty directionless, and she’s always been rather dependent on ryder bc of it).

all this to say, eventually on their 18th birthday everything boils over and leads to a nasty fight between the twins. they both kinda realize that they need to grow up and branch out in their own ways- and ryder in particular realizes that he rlly just needs to get Away for a while. so going to help edmund in the dark kingdom seems like a pretty good way to gain some new perspectives!!

after all the pressure she was under herself, rapunzel understands this more than anything…..but that doesn’t make it any easier for her (or cass and eugene, for that matter) to accept. :’3

idk if any of you guys watched steven universe future, but i think they’d all be like this final scene like. ALMOST WORD FOR WORD LMFAO

in fact as soon as ryder even suggests the idea to rapunzel shes awkwardly slipping out of their painting session and running to cass and eugene in TEARS and they cry for a good 3 hours but obviously they want to be SUPPORTIVE and STRONG for their BOY!!! so they pull themselves together and when he brings it up again at dinner they’re like. “omg thats great!!! ^_^” and ryder is just like ?????????

and ryders almost a little hurt that they seem so unfazed so he tries to prod them like. Aren’t you guys upset. but they don’t budge. and so obviously right at the end as he’s saying goodbye to everyone and they’re STILL nonchalant abt it he just bursts into tears like “WHY AREN’T YOU GUYS SAD IM LEAVING :(“ and IMMEDIATELY the three of them all jsut run to him BAWLING

ryder rlly enjoys his time in the dark kingdom actually. obviously edmund and the brotherhood have a Lot of flaws in their approach to ruling….but that’s not rlly what ryder needs anyways. i think they’re very goal oriented and focused on what they can do as a unit rather than what other people think of them, and that’s a lesson ryder definitely needs to learn. not to mention he brings a lot of color to the place (both in a literal and metaphorical sense).

alina pretty much stays in corona tho…which her parents certainly aren’t complaining about. i think he really needs some time to stand up and take on more responsibility without ryder stepping in for him. the twins wont be taking on the thrones anytime soon, but i think when they do, they’ll end up switching- so ryder will be the king of the dark kingdom, and alina will take on the role as queen of corona. alina’s always had deeper ties to her kingdom than ryder did…not to his fault, but the pressure he’s had put on him just made it hard for him to focus on the things that Mattered, yk? he’s ended up being very stuck in his status, while alina has been a lot more down to earth and has always felt a closer connection to the public, if that makes sense… :3

but ryder and ilmari still visit all the time, and ilmari will take over the library one day too…like, raps, cass and eugene haven’t been Perfect parents by any means, but they’ve never failed to make sure their kids know just how strong, capable and loved they are. even though it hurts to see them go (and poor alina definitely has to deal with their theatrics and coddling for YEARS while her older siblings are gone), it’s very clear that no matter where they go, their kids will always know their home is with them, yk??? they love their parents so much and it just makes me so emo😭😭😭

additionally, i think uknighted dream kind of do some equivalent of fostering long after their own kiddos leave the nest… the three of them do a lot of community work, they have a lot of programs instilled for struggling families and kids alike. they end up helping pretty closely with a lot of the orphanages, not only with funding but also by putting in their own work. they visit a lot, come to tons of events…they end up forming a lot of bonds with the kids individually, or occasionally take them in when there isn’t anywhere else for them to go.

sometimes they know these kids for years, sometimes only for a few weeks…but they always try to stay in contact with them regardless. and even when that isn’t possible, they never forget about any of the kids they’ve met….so by the time they’re all old and grey, they basically have hundreds of pseudo-kids and grandkids all across the seven kingdoms, and in a way, their nest never really feels completely empty 🥹🫶

[waxworkdaughter]

i just. My Id really wants a fic where Jewish/Jewish heritage Mulder pushes back on some of Scully's cultural Xtianity (which is different than her actual faith, please keep in mind) - her and the show's Xtian universalization, because there are definitely episodes about her faith where she and the show are gifted the framing of 'faith and religion are a strict binary, you either believe in the Xtian God or you don't believe in anything at all.' Which isn't flattering for the show or the character, and isn't really how Scully is written outside of those episodes. Yet it's still a noticeable recurring theme.

And then there's Kaddish, where her behavior is very bad and disrespectful/religiously bigoted and it's left with absolutely 0 pushback. Which again, is i think accidental in the writing, which had already made the old same golem-murder-zombie blunder (for plot reasons), which takes up enough attention that the nagging things about her behavior with the orthodox community don't seem that important in comparison, but they do bug me.

idk in a fantasy world where the writers were not crafting scripts about theology without apparently knowing much beyond interesting but not necessarily correct mysticized factoids, I would at least have Mulder stop her in one of those discussions and point out, "If I did believe in The Guy, I wouldn't be believing in the same Guy that you grew up with in your catechism. They share certain things, yes, but from a different direction. They're different Guys. You know that they're different Guys, right?"

Because I do not think anyone writing the show was aware of that part. And i mean, a lot of people, then and presentlu are not aware of that part. But it's. A fairly important part, even for atheist and non-observant Jews. It's a different Guy we're not believing in or mainly metaphorically believing in, or believing in without observance. And frankly a different spectrum also between faith and disbelief and observance without that whole cultural christian religious universalization thing.

[fernofstar]

Snow White 2025

I’ve really been trying to be less of a hater, so I kept a somewhat open mind before watching it. My conclusion:

What a mess :)

The themes, plot, pacing, tone, all of it was so chaotic and did not work with each other, creating a disjointed and ineffective story.

However, here are some highlights from the movie that I DID enjoy! (Spoilers below)

Princess Problems. What a hilarious song. The first time he sang the title I laughed out loud along with much of the theater.

The love interest (Jonathan I think) was actually pretty funny most of the time.

Their little romance was pretty cute to me.

Idk how to feel about the stylistic CGI choices but I DID think Dopey was cute. I tried to fight it bc I disliked pretty much everything about his arc, but I almost cried when he got sad. Those big blue eyes. So cute.

Rachel Zegler’s voice is top notch. I especially liked the ahAhahAhahAhhhs she did in Whistle While You Work.

There were other small funny moments I don’t specifically remember rn.

I actually did like the way the Evil Queen used the rose versus diamond metaphor. I think they could have done SO much metaphorically and thematically with flowers/apples/plants versus diamonds/glass/gems. They did not. However, the potential was there.

I could write a significantly longer post (think like research paper length) on how this movie could be improved, but we’re focusing on the positive right now. Maybe I’ll write about specific plot points, themes, or characters I would change some other time.

[schizophilus]

Some Talia + Post-talia content with these bumsOUUOUHOUHUH IM FUCKKIN GSIISSIICKCK

During Talia, Fenrir had lost the ability to read considering his worsening eyesight and lack of interaction with literary medias. He used to teach the kids at the orphanages and people of his own clan, but now he’s with the majority of those who can’t read. (HEADCANON PART) It’s something Fenrir was very insecure about. He grew up lacking education and had to teach himself a lot of things through the library of the estate he was held in and he felt behind his peers for that. He speaks when he needs to around those he’s not close by and when he does he makes sure to check the thing he was about to say in his head multiple times so that he wouldn’t say the “wrong thing.” When someone pointed out an information, whether if they’re right or wrong, Fenrir’s first instinct is to believe them as he doesn’t think he’s smart enough to confirm whatever he was saying, even if it was common sense.

Aventurine came around, he was also one to teach himself a lot of things too considering his background. But Aventurine had his eyesight and he still had papers and stuff from the things he brought along for the Talia mission - he could still read. (HEADCANON PART) The reason why Fenrir knew how to read a few parts at the end of the quest, despite claiming to be illiterate the whole thing maybe was because Aventurine taught him to read along the way - accommodating his impaired vision too.

HERMIA’S CONCEPT WAAA I LOVE HERRRR she’s so >:^ she’s like my niece but i do have to focus on building her character more. she’s more fleshed out in combat and abilities more than loreeee. after im done with her ill move onto stella and bronte lol. she’s tuxedo cat themed, hence her hair and the faux cat ears + hetero chromia.

Fenrir is popular with the kids of Avidity for his gentleness, patience and domestic nature. It was something he brought alongside him from his upbringing. He was born into servitude and a “domesticated dog will always be haunted by the call of the wild”. This is also something that he does genuinely, not to use them for any gain for himself - he believes that kids should be taught kindness before brutality. To him, traces of humanity is above all, considering where he was raised.

Caring for them also gain him quite a reputation, no one really bothers to handle the kids in Talia - As long as they live kinda ideal they got going on there. So Fenrir took the “burden” of the children and let the clan go do their things with no worries.

Though Fenrir feared death twice as others, that also means he valued life twice as others too. He went too far, he has lived this long, it’d be a burden not to see another day and see all your hard work go to waste because you wanted a permanent solution to a temporary phase of your life. He believes that kids should be living by that too. Idk man he’s a caring older brother because he sees himself in these kids and he did not want them to go through whatever he did.

Especially with Hermia, he loves her most and same goes with her. Hermia is the only one who was willing to stick by Fenrir’s side even when he kicked her away (metaphorically) and they’re awfully dependent on one another. Hermia provides Fenrir with the accommodation he needed for his impaired vision and comfort, in return Fenrir brought her closer to the clan and became her older brother (found family way) - he took care of her in every part.

Fenrir was a brutal and cruel man, that doesn’t mean he was not a man.

He has humanity, and that’s why he was discarded to the wasteland of Talia. I think Talia’s concept of “recycling” everything works well - especially for characters like Aventurine and Fenrir. “To be reborn is to live again.”

The two are cruel because they’re survivors. They’re cruel so they can see another day not because they wanted to. They were taught and force to be cruel in this current life. But just imagine, if everything reverted, if they get to be recycled and experience the side of life that runs rather the side that crawls. But to live again also means you gotta go through all the struggles again,

I wrote for the quest for Aventurine to go through everything in Sigonia again as the price for having a family again LOL what a nice bet you made with the devil there aventurine (he made a bet and he “lost” for the first time) and for Fenrir he was in the recycling process during talia and post talia is when he finished recycling ehheuehe.

ooouuuhh he wants that cookie so fuckin bad EUEHUEHUAAAUGGGH jealous fenrir hello

but yk, i dont want aventurine to be the punching bag. he struggled a bit when he came back to pier point and has to act like everything was normal - even given the purple heart equivalent for whatever he contributed during Talia but he didn’t want that at all. Imagine getting honored and praised for losing your loved ones, that shit mustv sucked bro

so fenrir came back, it works well with his dog motif on how he keeps crawling back no matter what. he will always bring back the ball you told him to fetch. loyal as a mutt - “desperate dogs bite harder than wild ones” type shit idk man but when they’re back it’s just “ok” again. Aventurine had a little closer connection and so does Fenrir- now they’re up to some silly shits in penacony or whatnot lol

just like

they went through a lot, but that doesnt strip away their humanity. human has been humans and will always be.

[elainsgirl]

Hey, lately there are a lot of GA/EL tiktok fyp and one thing I see too many time and now here as well is this:

https://www.tumblr.com/bluiela/773922285064159232/them-azriel-questioned-his-religion-for-elain?source=share

And on tiktok many people also say:

"Sarah didn't even make Azriel yearn to kiss Elain again but she made him think of Gwyn" and to that many elriels pointed out how the massive build up there is for Gwyn being a Lightsinger and how Azriel's behavior in the last part can be perfectly explained by this. They pointed out if the next book is Elain's then why are Gwyn's powers being set up? Why not any hints at Elain. And how Gwyn will have a story if her powers are being hinted in a BC and now I'll get to the point sorry😂they say luring and what azriel felt is different. They say luring doesn't include making people feel things? and why didn't Nesta feel those feelings if she was being lured but isn't there a paragraph in SF where Nesta just gushes about Gwyn? something similar?

So Idk where to vent about it so I came here. But what are your thoughts on the religion argument with the last argument.

Wish you the best. And well I hope people who send you hate get karma.

Why are they expecting Azriel to confess his love for Elain in a limited edition bonus chapter. That would just be anti climactic and not how romances are written that too, they want him to confess his love for Elain….to Rhys? Do they understand the point of a romance book or the typical elements that go into one bcs atp I dont think many antis understand.

The cauldron is seen as a divine deity, a god-like figure by the prynthian Fae. Mating bonds are seen as sacred and blessed - even the acceptance of a bond is done through a ceremony by a holy figure - all of this classifies as a metaphorical religion & belief.

Az stood there in front of his HighLord and said:

“what if the cauldron was wrong?”

This line coming from Feyre is significant but it makes sense why she would question the cauldron. She is new to the fae’s belief, their religion. Yet, for Az to question the cauldron- someone who grew up with its belief and god-like symbolism - it holds huge meaning.

Why did Az question the cauldron? Because he believes that the mating bond between elain and lucien must be wrong, why does he believe that? Bcs Azriel thinks Elain is his mate -> therefore by logical definition.

Yes. Azriel questioned his religion for Elain. He questioned it bcs he believes Elain is his soulmate, other half or sacred divine gift as mates are seen by the fae.

Him questioning why two of his brothers were given two sisters whilst the third was given to another - is a long winded why of him saying, “why isnt Elain my mate? Why is she Luciens?” All this IS by definition and just basic common sense -> him questioning his entire belief for Elain.

But why did Sjm numerize the brothers and sisters? Two reasons: 1) in the end, they’re figures. They represent a retelling but which retelling? Koshei’s mythology where 3 sisters marry 3 bird-transforming wizards. 2) Within acotar there is a clear pattern of 3 - 3 mountains, 3 sisters, 3 brothers etc. 3 represents 4completeness. Harmony. Divinity. Fated. When is this pattern of 3 broken? When it comes to Elain and Lucien, Lucien who isnt connected to Rhys/Cass. And THAT mating bond Mass chose to be questioned by 2 important characters. Coincidence? Nope. Intentional writing and foreshadowing? Absolutely.

Lucien may long for his mate, but remember he is doing fine. He chose to live away from her, he even says “Im not always in the night court to see my mate” not Elain, but mate. That is all she is to him. Azriel is the one who can’t sleep over elain. Azriel stays away bcs he knows

so now we’ve proven that - Yes. Azriel did question his religion for Elain.

Mhm, aren’t antis the one yapping and complaining about how Az only wanted Elain physically yet are now complaining how he didn’t yearn for a kiss? They rlly need to learn consistency.

Gwyns powers aren’t being setted up, no where is the text leading us to believe Gwyns powers will be explored straight away - they’re hinted at.

Unlike antis - if you don’t nitpick the text, its clear Elain has the spy set up and since we got confirmation that she still has her powers - just like Nesta, her cauldron powers will be explored next.

Luring is the simple act of drawing a person or thing to you. However, Gwyns power does invoke emotion, look at the way Nesta describes Gwyns singing. And yh. Nesta had a moment where she wanted to crow about Gwyn to whoever. Both Nesta and Azriels powers reacted to Gwyn, both felt calm after meeting with her, both admire her. Az wanting to make her happy and Nesta wanting to praise Gwyn. Both of them felt and had the same reactions to Gwyn.

Thank you for wishing me the best! And honestly, elriel being endgame is karma enough for the antis.

[marshmallowwitharubberband]

I have a complicated relationship with Jiang Cheng.

As a character, I love his complexity, but I especially love how realistically it portrays one of the real-life outcomes of growing up in a violent, emotionally-repressive environment. When every display of emotion is labeled as weakness and answered with violence, some people eventually become programmed to turn any emotion into agression, see everything as an attack, and become secretly-people-pleasers with zero tolerance to frustration.

Actually, the Jiang siblings are excellent portraits of the different outcomes of what growing up in violence can do to you: you either become small and unnoticeable to survive, you become the kindest person ever so no one goes through the same, your self-worth gets reduced to what you can do for others, you go into substance abuse...

Thinking about it, I wouldn't be surprised if MXTX studied psychology in some form because the personalities resulting of her character's backgrounds are surprisingly realistic, for the most part, but back to Cheng-Cheng.

Guy had all the pressure put on him by his emotions-hating helicopter mom. Yanli got a pass for being a woman and being "destined" to be a wife, and maybe Mme. Yu may have projected a little, maybe she thought if she, herself, was sweeter and meeker JFM would treat her better? Idk, but the fact is, Yanli was allowed to not be "strong" ('Cause Mommy Yu is definitely the type of person to equal strength to agression). WWX "didn't count" because he was just a servant, so she merely ground his self-worth into the dirt.

Poor Jiang Cheng had to bear the brunt of his mom's horrible expectations and it broke him. His agression is more like a scared animal's, he lashes out his fear and frustration as violence because it's the only "acceptable" way, the only way he learned to be taken seriously or handle emotions at all. Much like today's wall-punching macho wannabes.

I wouldn't be surprised if Jiang Cheng, in a modern AU, would be sucked into the red pill rhetoric, he's exactly the lonely, stressed, emotionally hurt and vulnerable demographic those jerks target.

So yeah, he is a complex character with very valid motivations and a horribly tragic story handled in a very realistic way, I love that.

As a person, though, I really, really hate him and admit that, at some points in the book I would skip over his dialogue because yeah, yeah, your suffering, your sacrifices, boo hoo, poor you, my god, just shut up, everyone in this place has suffered and lost and is majorly messed up, you're not special! (At least he didn't actively murder anyone)

But I am aware it's because he reminds me, uncannily accurately, of someone who irl emotionally abused me all through childhood while the other adults around me did nothing. They, too, were obsessed with what I "owed" them both literally and metaphorically, and showed their affection with criticism, aggressiveness, and irate explosions. And while I understand them more now and the cycle of violence they were a victim of, I cannot forgive their actions. And I kin Wei Wuxian too hard to ever forgive Jiang Cheng.

But I do like how The Untamed softened him a lot and took care to emphasize that he was just an insecure kid who wanted to be accepted and the universe made him its chew toy. It re-portrayed him as that younger sibling who just wants to be included in his big bro's adventures and keeps being pushed aside by everybody. TU JC is my sweet little baby and needs a hug.

Book JC can go fry asparagus.

[angelfevr]

nobody sent me an ask for one of the games i rbed (no pressure btw!!) so im just gonna write down what my answers Would be if someone did >:3

(1) share an excerpt you're proud of, and elaborate on why.

Yume takes the spotlight from Briar again, again, again. Audiences sympathize with villains. Not this one. 

well first off, i like the repetition . honestly the repetition in this was fucking stellar if i do say so myself <3 but also the fact that briars an actress and she plays a villain in an upcoming production, who mirrors her struggles so closely she'd rather punch her reflection than face the truth

(5) describe what [project] would look like if it were bad. (alternatively: list out what hypothetical horrible interpretations of the work would look like. fake socmedia discourse emulator optional but encouraged.)

honeslty this is my worst fear . i recently posted a fic where akane is so tied by grief that she ends up kissing junpeis corpse and .. ngl i thought i was gonna get harassed bc of the subject material even though i try to make things respectful and all that . i just like exploring fucked up subject matter!! nothing 2 see here

(9) who are your favorite characters from [project]? what do you want most from them as characters: to have them heal and be content/happy, or to run them under a cheese grater? how does this compare to what they undergo in the story?

i loooove ruri a lot, im so happy w how i developed her. shes soooo sigma klimcore and i want her to heal AND run her under a cheese grater <3

(11) is there is anything intangible or inanimate in [project] which qualifies as a character in its own right? (ex: a specific theme, setting, etc)

yes!! this is how i describe the chronis household in a short story i wrote recently

(19) what text/message have you sent about [project] which is most unhinged or incomprehensible out of context?

i forgot i wrote this:

guitar is temporary, briyume is forever >:3

(20) do you think there's anything about [project] which is predictable from your previous works/interests, or to anyone who knows you well enough? if the work was written by someone else, what would a recommendation designed to personally bait you look like?

oh absolutely . in the case of re/wind, ruri is basically modeled after sigma zero escape with how they both attempt to remake those theyve lost, except ruri is more of a flawed mother while sigmas a piece of shit GHFJDGHFDJ also the fact tht its a ghost story!!

idk if anyone knew me from 2020-21 (and if u did.. im so sorry) but me and a friend had an hxh au centered around kurapika and pairo where pairo came back to earth as a ghost . its a similar premise to aruri but ofc very different in terms of dynamic

if someone used re/wind as a way to bait me itd prob be like, old lesbians, time related metaphors/imagery, so on and so forth