#im trying to explain this metaphor well and it's not working

[kitsunelike]

i think firefly hsr is transfem. also she deserves everything in the world

[puppyeared]

i feel like im not making any sense but does anyone else feel like there are stories that let u run with them and ones that spell everything out for you

[anakinstwinklebunny]

if you’re not taking requests totally ignore this. but i was hoping if u could write a short drabble or whatever about the reader being like a bio/chem major and anakin being like a literature major (kinda get those vibes from his role in shattered glass as stephen glass) and their cute differences :D. i lowkey need it as motivation for the ap’s im taking 😔. if thats out of your comfort zone or if you don’t want to write that i understand!! i love your work 💗

Author's note: I do take requests!!! It's my first drabble EVER..and I hope it's good.. really 😭 YOU GO LOVE, YOU CAN DO IT, I BELIEVE IN YOU <3

pairing: literature major!anakin x biochem major!reader

The library was a sanctuary of silence, but the hushed murmur of pages turning and the occasional tapping of keyboards seemed to fade whenever Anakin and you shared a glance. You were huddled over your chemistry notes - the structure of complex molecules sprawling across your laptop screen, while Anakin lounged across from you, lost in the pages of a leather-bound volume of classic literature, just as he loved.

His long fingers traced the spine of his book as if it were a cherished secret. The dim light cast shadows across his chiseled features, highlighting the intense focus in his eyes. You couldn’t help but let your gaze linger on him, captivated by the contrast between his world of words and your realm of scientific formulas.

“Need any help with those compounds?” he asked, finally, as if knowing how many times your gaze fell on his face. His voice was low and smooth, carrying the hint of a smile you knew well. His eyes flickered up from the book, catching yours with a mischievous glint.

You rolled your eyes playfully, though you couldn’t suppress the smile tugging at your lips. “I doubt your poetic musings will be much help with my chemical bonds,” you replied, though the teasing tone in your voice was softened by the affection you felt towards the young man

He leaned in closer, his voice a seductive murmur. “Ah, but you’d be surprised. The beauty of language can often explain the complexities of science.. Imagine, if you will, a molecule as a character in a novel, its bonds and interactions like a plotline that weaves through the narrative.”

You laughed, a soft, melodic sound that made Anakin’s heart race. His gaze dropped to your soft-looking lips for a moment before returning to your eyes, the heat between you palpable. Humanists, who would have known they can be so romantic in their speech? “You and your metaphors,” you teased, your fingers brushing against his hand as you reached for a textbook. "But you know what intrigues me" you made a small pause "how does a literature major end up as my personal distraction?” you teased, lightly flirting with your own boyfriend

Anakin’s fingers traced lightly over the edge of your open notebook, a barely perceptible touch that sent a shiver up your spine when his ocean blue eyes tried to read your writing “I guess I’m just trying to add a little poetry to your periodic table.”

You tilted your head, pretending to think it over. “Poetry and science? That’s like mixing oil and water.”

“Ah,” he grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief, “but even oil and water have chemistry. You just need the right catalyst.”

You laughed softly, unable to resist the magnetic pull of his charm. The truth was, you never really could “You think you’re the catalyst?”

He leaned in closer, his lips inches from your own, voice a low murmur. “I think I could make you react.”

You felt the blush bloom on your cheeks, your heart skipping a beat at his words. "Careful, you might just cause an exothermic reaction."

Anakin's smile widened, his thumb grazing your jaw as he whispered, “Then let's see how much heat we can handle."

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[cocoreallylovesraiden]

Hi hi hi! Loved ur mk1 sick!reader headcanons, they so silly so cute!

May I request headcanons for hypersomniac!reader? Like they're always tired and sleepy. I mainly wanna see Shang Tsung and Kenshi <3 so feel free to include anyone else you'd like, male or female 🥰

MK1 characters and hypersomniac! reader

(shang tsung, kenshi, kung lao + extra lin kuei trio)

this request was from MARCH um hey... hi... sorry... but im back....requests are open....

Shang Tsung

-He seems like the extremely productive type, so I can’t say I think he’d appreciate someone who is on the more tired side. 

-Will be a gigantic diva whenever you mention it, talking about how ‘he’s been up for thirty hours and hasn’t so much as made a pip!’ 

-Would make all sorts of alarming potions and elixirs to prevent you from feeling drowsy- for the most part they don’t work because he doesn't really know how to make things without lethal side effects (and does not want you to DIE)

-He makes a big deal that he’s going to dissect you or experiment on you if you fall asleep as a scare tactic, and you’ll jolt awake from a sweaty nap terrified that you don’t have all your limbs

-(You are just in the corner of his work space, bundled in pelts and left untouched) (This is overkill on the pelts you are melting here.)

-He turns around and looks at you like WHAT! WHAT DO YOU WANT! NO I DIDN’T EXPERIMENT ON YOU ARE YOU STUPID!! But it is ultimately well meaning… you think?

-In all honesty I think Shang Tsung is the kind to get irritated by constant noise, especially when he’s trying to focus, so if you’re more mellow because of it, he would personally appreciate it. 

-He will exclusively refer to you as sleepyhead or ‘you sleeping lug’ thought i hope you're ok with that

-Will flick your nose if he sees you nodding off

Kenshi

-I feel like he’d be an insomniac, losing sleep because of everything he’s gone through

-Depending on his mood he’d either be irritated or soothed by your hypersomniac tendencies 

-Though because he's an earthrealmer (read: someone with a phone and google) he’d be able to do his own research and realize that it’s something that can impact you too 

-Just like how nights are hard for him, daytime can be a struggle for you as well, and as much as he can rationalize this his head he does metaphorically roll his (late) eyes when he sees you nodding off.

-He feels very chivalrous when you fall asleep against his shoulder so it does get  you good brownie points there

-If someone noisier came in he’d do the super suave cool guy thing where he just puts a finger to his lips and then points at you (would feel very cool afterwards)

-In the event that yall go grocery shopping he will be at the pharmacist counter the entire time asking about vitamins supplements remedies etc and in the end you’ll have a bedside table full of pill bottles that make you feel geriatric 

-Will use you feeling tired as an excuse to leave any social function and will be so happy (you were not fine he was just extremely overwhelmed) ((he hates house parties the floor plan is unfamiliar))

-He’s lived a stressful life and is thankful to take it slower with you

-Until you’ve fallen asleep halfway through a movie and he needs you to describe a scene GET UP I NEED TO KNOW WHAT SWORD THE GUY IS USING IS IT ACCURATE

Kung Lao 

-Takes it upon himself to jumpscare you the moment he sees you dozing off

-He just finds it hilarious, and you DID say you wanted to feel less tired throughout the day!

-Unfortunately he’d be the least gracious about it if you were sensitive about your hypersomnia (even against shang god bless you) but would also never take it to heart

-Maybe the first or second time you fell asleep around him, he’d worry that you found him boring, but once you explain it to him he Does Not Mind at all

-I mean it's The Great Kung Lao how can you NOT feel lulled to sleep safe and sound (completely rhetorical question)

-In all honestly I think your condition might start to change the most you spend around him, either you’d become totally immune to him and therefore ALL noise intervention, or start being more awake

-Would start stacking mahjong tiles on your head, tying your shoelaces together, seeing how much he could do before you woke up

-This means that if you caught him dozing off you have full permission to take his hat and run off to hide it somewhere

-Start the timer, GO! Let’s see how long it takes for him to find it this time! (It’s lodged into the ceiling) ((he will take an hour to find it))

Kuai Liang

-If you are under him in the Shirai Ryu or Lin Kuei, i imagine he would be tough on you like a mentor 

-But if not? He would find you incredibly endearing, always making sure that the places you frequently met in the compound had nearby shade or comfortable seating 

-Encourages you to rest if you are tired, if you want to stop falling asleep, he’ll offer tea

Tomas Vrbada

-Gets scared by you while walking past you since you’re so quiet

-You scared the ninja! Good on you 

-Yells, jolts you awake, then apologizes profusely and then promptly asks if you are interested in becoming a ninja under his tutelage 

Bi Han 

-As long as you stay out of his line of schedule you’re fine

-I too would be pissed if I worked the whole day only to see a sleepy lil guy 

-Yawns whenever you yawn and then yells at you for making him yawn 

[kiddbegins]

Nothings wrong - James Wilson

requested: yes

word count: 578

warnings: tbh nothing

a/n: sorry im in love with this guy currently and am spamming you with him... except im not and i will do it again

Masterlist

Will you please tell me what happened?

Being with James Wilson was like being with the personified version of a cloud. His hugs were comforting, his aura was soothing. And seeing him was like seeing everything you had ever wanted in life.

And coming home to him after the few years you’d been together had always felt like being greeted with a warm and fuzzy sweater. One handmade and filled with the love you deserve to have.

It was even more needed on days like today. Where everything just felt wrong. Nothing even caused it. Just the mood you woke up in that was somehow made worse the longer your shift at work went on. Dealing with people just drained you.

Traffic made you want to scream and you felt like every molecule in your body was vibrating at such a high frequency that you were going to just combust. So coming home to James was exactly what you needed.

Except seeing him with the biggest grin, and insanely cheery voice made you shove back those feelings instantly. Letting him go on about his job later in the evening. “You really should have seen it, we thought she wasn’t going to make it to Christmas but now we’re talking a few more years.”

He was happily talking, his hands flailing around as he did. “Isn’t that-” His eyes finally caught the look you had been trying to hide from him. The way you were completely zoned out and just staring ahead.

“What’s wrong?”

You shook your head, reeling yourself back in, “What? Nothing, nothing. That’s really amazing, baby.” You tried to sweep it under the rug, tried to put every displaced piece of yourself together just for the sake of conversation.

Which would have worked if he was someone you met an hour ago. But no, he was the man you’d been with for three and a half years that knew your favorite songs, favorite films, everything there was to know inside and out.

So he knew when you were lying, no matter how well you did it, he figured it out in seconds. “No, there’s something. What’s wrong? What happened?” He had stopped the pacing he was doing, instead sitting next to you.

“Jamie..” You didn’t want to talk about it. How do you explain that there wasn’t anything? That you just metaphorically woke up on the wrong side of the bed? SOmething you weren’t even sure there was a science to.

Probably not.

He grabbed your hands in his, looking at you with the biggest brown puppy dog eyes he’d ever done, which, was saying something. He knew it was your weakness, that when he showed that level of care that you’d cave.

“Please, tell me what happened.”

The comforting level of his voice pushed the floodgates open. “Nothing, nothing happened I’m just… I don’t know.” It was the worst feeling. Something was wrong. You were aware of that.

But the what, the why. The reasoning being unknown was the worst of it. “I don’t know what’s wrong.” Your voice cracking as he shifted to pull you into his chest. His back leaning back to the couch, your body coming to lay against his as tears sprung and slipped out of your eyes.

“It’s okay, bad days happen.”

“Today was horrible..” He stroked your hair, knowing it gave you some form of comfort regardless of how you really felt. He knew you better than anyone and you truly had never been so thankful.

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[icarusredwings]

Explaining this because I don't think people are getting it. Ft. One of my favorite mutals. @the--quotifyer--innit

The Master's issue isn't that the Doctor is poly. His issue is that he can not feel second best.

Tw: Mention of toxic jealous behavior, social/ romantic hiarcys, a lot of dog metaphors because its easier for me to explain, someone who's really autistic yapping about fictional old man yaoi, lots of misspelling, Apologies if I seem upset/rude, Im very passionate about the phycology behind social/romantic hiarchys and similar behaviours.

I was asked; Hey what would you think Sax would do if he met tentoo and rose?? With or without 14.

Me: Without 14? Like pre saxteen or just him not there? I think either way he'd beat the fuck out of tentoo. (Because he'd think he's cheating on him at first) He'd try to best up rose too depending on if we were talking s10 sax, pre saxteen, or established saxteen. Hed probably fail, but he'd try.

Yeah, sharing is definitely not his thing

No, definitely not (with Rose). Also, he'd probably lecture her, and then she'd be like "dude LOOK WHOS TALKING" and he'd be like, "WELL- ....☝️ 🤨.... actually... erm (you got a point)." Especially if we're talking Torchwood Rose? It would also piss him off how many traits she has picked up from the doctor. He'd become so emotionally jealous about it. (That Rose has the Doctor's traits)

Because he's not stupid. He's extremely smart. If this is pre/ established, the Doctor talks about her all the time. Even now. Little things. "Oh, there's this little shop down the road that Rose worked at. They have some sales sometimes. " He would SEE how much he actually loved her and feel extremely defeated, which would probably turn to rage and try to kill her. Then have a mental breakdown and sob by himself.

Probs blackmail her Bout how long he's know the doctor compared to a pathetic human girl. Rose would not be impressed.

You can't really use that as black mail but brag? Yes. (He'd definitely brag about knowing him much longer)

I could write a whole thing about this (and I did), but bassically, the fact that she's just a human girl is PART of the reason he'd get so upset. He's a fucking TIME LORD with MORE credibility then the doctor and one of the top loves of his eternity he's ever had is some 20 year old blonde girl????

Because with the master (and all of Gallifrey in general) Reputation and status means a lot. So the fact that the doctor chose her (someone who has zero of both) over him (someone who has a lot of both) it would mean that he likes her PURELY for love and this? That crushes him entirely.

Donna: The doctor is currently locked in the shed writing ' I love you, I promise' notes on the window.

If this ever happened, they'd probably get a divorce on the spot because the doctor CAN'T deny that he loves her still. And will. Forever. Saxon would kill him again and not even want to regenerate. He is a "You said til death do us part, and I said until all of time collapsees. We are not the same" kind of guy. He'd kill them both and be sure they fall in the same grave. It's very poetic. (In a way)

See he's okay with River because her physical body is dead as fuck. She can never leave that computer. So this automically puts sax on top of the metaphotic food chain in his head.

Because the doctor comes to him and asks if he can visit his wife and then comes back home to him. That's what matters. Meanwhile, the doctor would go to a different universe to go home to Rose. (If given the chance) And he knows it.

It's like having a dog tolerate/dominant dog. I'll use Minpins because I own one. Minpins have a pack status, and the top one has to be seen as the top by the owner, mainly rather than the other dogs. So if the doctor has multiple lovers (like always), sax has to feel he's on top and receives the most attention. If the doctor starts ignoring or punishing him for "defending" his spot as the top, he'll actually get MORE aggressive towards the others.

He has to be the one at the top of the list, the most special to the doctor, just for his own weird lil reasons

No, it's not really his own weird little reason. It's social psychology.

The thing is, he doesn't *actually* have to be the most special to the doctor, but he NEEDS to think he is. For me personally, and what I know, I like to think that Rose and The master are actually pretty equal, he just says stuff about her *because* he can't do stuff with her anymore which is just the process of longing.

I know I keep coming back to the dog metaphors, but im autistic like that, so give me a chance.

It's like for me, i had a dog named bailey. I love bailey even now, and often I compare my current dog fern to bailey. Its part of the healing process because im comparing them less and less. Especially with the fact that they're VERY different breeds. Bailey was a live stock guardian, an anatolian shepherd, to be exact. 90 pounds. Hairy. Fern is an 8 pound chihuahua miniature pinscher mix. Short hair.

Both are protective of the kids, both bark at men, both are silly and cuddly, and I love them both a lot. But its unfair to compare them because they are so different.

Though there's nothing wrong with liking the similars.

It's unfair for the master and rose to be compared. That's how the doctor thinks about it. The master is his top time lord on his list. Rose is his top human.

In my head anyway.

I'll probably add to this later, but for now, feel free to add on yourself

[ticklishfiend]

FEEL FREE TO USE THIS PROMPT WITH WHOEVER YOU WANT. WHATEVER YOU WANT. IF YOU WANT TO USE IT. it's horribly evil and i trust you with it:

character a wanting tickles in some way, and character b (who knows about their deal and is totally being evil) picking up on it and character b somehow "forgets" what tickling is and how to do it and needs a little memory boost, convincing character A to explain it to them and tell them exactly what to do in order to get what they want 😌

"where do i put my hands?" / "now what?" / "where else should i try?"

- 🍓

i never finished this and im soooo sorry dude, i fell out of my hyperfixation and the motivation just floated out of my body bruh. anyways, here's the unfinished drabble, i hope u like it anyways!!

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Aziraphale shifted in his seat. Crossed his legs, then uncrossed them immediately because it felt wrong. He rubbed his forearms against the couch arms uncomfortably, nails picking at the fabric. 

Aziraphale knew why he felt so off. But admitting it feels so improper. 

Instead, his eyes stayed fixed on Crowley lounging about on his designated couch spot. Aziraphale waited anxiously for him to notice how off he was acting. 

Crowley continued picking at his nails, not even bothering to look up at him. The one time Aziraphale wouldn’t mind a little teasing behavior from Crowley and he’s looking at his hand. 

Fine. Fine. He’ll say something, something small to get Crowley jump started. It never takes much to get him going anyways, so Aziraphale will have him in no time. 

“Ahem,” Aziraphale fake-coughed, a little obvious but if it works it works. Crowley looked up, brows furrowing at Aziraphale’s tense form, noticing his finger tapping impatiently at the arm. 

“You alright?”

Aziraphale gave a small shy smile, not looking Crowley in the eyes. His own nails seemed of more interest all of a sudden. “Just feeling…a bit antsy, is all, dear.”

“Oh,” Crowley squinted his eyes, suspicious and curious. “Any particular reason you’re so jittery? Got ants in your pants, angel?”

“Nothing of the sort.”

They were both quiet for a moment. A staring contest. Well, Crowley stared him down at least. Azirphale actually did everything but stare. 

Crowley hummed, going back to his hand. 

Are you actually joking.

Aziraphale huffed. Okay fine. Again. Maybe Crowley’s just a bit slow today. Yeah, that’s it. He needs a more obvious push. It’s more embarrassing, sure, but the metaphorical ants in his pants feel like they're crawling around faster now and he’s gonna need some relief soon. 

So Aziraphale took a big, long stretch. His arms raised above him, a satisfying groan just to call Crowley’s attention to his very exposed and vulnerable torso. And, of course, this did catch Crowley’s eye. 

He chuckled. Bingo. 

“Can’t keep still today, can ya?” Crowley sat on the edge of his seat, elbow propped on his knee to rest his chin in his hand. He watched Aziraphale settle back into his chair with a grin. “Anything I can do for you? Anything at all?”

Aziraphale felt himself will back a blush. “Oh, well, I…I’m not sure. Anything you’d like, I’m sure I’d appreciate.”

“Mm…” Crowley hummed with a smile, eyes trailing Aziraphale up and down. Aziraphale was having a really hard time looking at him right now, it was very cute. “Seriously, angel, I’m not sure how to help you here. I cooould…make you some tea? Maybe grab some cakes by the coffee shop?” Crowley really couldn’t keep that cheeky grin off his face for a second, could he? “But maybe you can throw some suggestions out since my mind is drawing quite the blank.”

Aziraphale truly couldn’t tell if he was being serious. Was that smile devious or just him offering a nice gesture? Crowley had his sweet moments, if anyone would know it’d be Aziraphale, but was this that?? It didn’t really feel like it, but he didn’t want to flub. 

“Maybe we could figure something out easier if I…sat next to you?” 

“Brilliant idea,” Crowley sat back against the cushion, patting the spot next to him. “Make yourself comfy.” 

Aziraphale threw a tight smile his way as he got up, feeling very peculiar about this whole thing. Usually Crowley jumped right into this, eager to get his hands on him and make Aziraphale cackle. Now Crowley’s acting like he’s never tickled him a day in his life. 

Aziraphale hopes his brain is just working slower today than usual. The alternative is something he’s becoming very wary over. 

Finally seated, Aziraphale sat up straight as a board. He knew exactly what he was doing, too. If he looks too tense or stiff, Crowley always finds the excuse to tickle him into relaxing. Really, Aziraphale can be quite the schemer when he wants to be. 

Crowley just watched him for a moment, taking notice each time Aziraphale nervously glanced his way. Crowley reached and gave Aziraphale a soothing rub up and down his back, not stopping when Aziraphale tried flinching away. 

“Wow, you’re tense. Really, I’d love to help, but you are funny about your massages,” Crowley purred, giving Aziraphale a pat on the back before leaning back. 

Aziraphale ringed his hands. “Ah, yes well, that’s only sometimes,” he bluffed, trying to find any excuse to get Crowley’s dexterous fingers on him right this second. “I don’t think a massage sounds so bad right now, actually.”

Crowley chuckled, “Really? Usually you get all huffy when I offer you one of my famous massages,” he squeezed Aziraphale’s shoulder, which would’ve felt affirming if not for the teasy tone lacing Crowley’s voice right now. What a devil. 

Aziraphale did get huffy at that. “Well that’s because you always…” he waved his hand about in the air as if it would jog Crowley’s memory of all the very tickly massages he’s given Aziraphale in the past. Innocent rubs and firm presses to start, but eventually Crowley always trailed a little too close to Aziraphale’s sides, a little too gently, everything was always a little too much. Admittedly, Aziraphale thought that sounded perfect for his current mood. 

But Crowley just quirked his head, like a confused puppy. “What are you on about?” he pressed, before physically adjusting Aziraphale to lay down on the couch, back up. Crowley straddled his waist, “I always what?”

Aziraphale’s face felt like it could burn through the pillow he hid himself in. “You do know. Stop messing about.”

“Angel, if I knew what you were talking about…” Crowley leaned his face close into Aziraphale’s exposed ear, giving a hard press into his shoulder blades. His breath tickled as he whispered, “…don’t you think I’d be doing it right now?”

Oh for heaven's sake. Aziraphale felt he could bust through the seams with how on edge he was at the moment. He felt squirmier, hands pressing into spots in an extremely un-ticklish manner that made him want to whine. This is so unfair. Crowley knows exactly what he’s doing, he’s figured out a way to make Aziraphale squirm more than usual and he is not taking it for granted.  

Aziraphale’s not sure whether to be excited and thankful, or hit him over the head with his pillow. 

“You’re being cruel,” Aziraphale muttered into his pillow, fingers squeezing the cushion in anticipation. Maybe he’d start when Aziraphale least expected? Maybe Crowley’s getting impatient too? But he couldn’t know any of this for sure, so he had to wait, and isn’t that just the most internally ticklish feeling there was?

“Cruel? I’m giving you a massage, for Satan’s sake. I think if anyone is being cruel it’s you. I know you’ve got something you won’t tell me. I can hear those cogs turning in that pretty little head of yours,” Crowley gave his scalp a quick scratch, chuckling at the flinch that came with it. “Jumpy, are we?”

“Yes, okay? Just get on with it, please. I don’t think I can take much more of this. I’ve gone red, Crowley,” he whined like Crowley had made his body malfunction. He was getting a little desperate now. If his very obvious advances won’t work, asking must do this trick. It had to. 

But Crowley hummed again. And Aziraphale knew he wasn’t finished with his little tricks. 

“Gonna need you to be a little more specific. I’m a bit lost, you see,” Crowley’s hands trailed to hold Aziraphale’s sides firmly. Bastard.  

Aziraphale exhaled deeply into the pillow, close to pulling his hair out. “I would like you to…tickle me. Please.”

There was a hesitant silence, like Crowley was pondering his next move and Aziraphale was waiting with bated breath for it. 

Then Crowley spoke. And Azirphale almost wished he hadn’t of. 

“What’s tickling, dear?”

Fuck. Fuck. 

“Nooo,” Aziraphale groaned, pressing his palms into his eyes, beyond flustered and frustrated. 

“What? I’m not allowed to ask questions now?”

“It seems like asking questions is all you’re doing, actually…”

“I can’t do what you want if I don’t even know the definition,” Crowley said, and Aziraphale could hear the grin in his voice. Sometimes Aziraphale forgets he chooses to room with an actual, real-life demon. “You gettin’ the picture?”

“Cruel. Cruel, wily serpent. Hell spawn, you are.”

“Yeah, don’t wear it out, angel,” Crowley’s hands squeezed a very non-ticklish squeeze against Aziraphale’s sides, as if just to remind him of where he was above him. “Let's get you flipped over. Can't rightly tell me about this whole tickling thing if your face is smushed into the cushion.”

“Hhhnn,” Aziraphale groaned through a whiny giggle, adjusting under Crowley to lay on his back. Having his flushed face now on display is not helping whatsoever. 

Crowley smiled down at him, and Aziraphale swore he saw a forked tongue peek through his sharp teeth. Evil thing. “Why hello there.”

“Hush.”

“I don’t get a hello back?”

“Not after all this teasing you don’t,” Aziraphale would cross his arms if he could, but a certain someone was blocking him with his knees. 

“Teasing? Me? I think you really have lost your marbles, dear. I would do no such thing,” Crowley lied through his teeth, settling on Aziraphale’s waist. His hands drifted back to Aziraphale’s sides, firm all the same. “Now…about this tickling thing?” 

“You know what tickling is, Crowley. Stop messing with me,” Aziraphale stood his ground, though he found it hard to look Crowley in the eyes right now. Something about those pointed irises and the yellow surrounding them felt truly piercing at the moment. Sharp enough to cut through Aziraphale’s wavering boldness. 

“Really, darling, I haven’t a clue. But I'd love to find out if you’d be so inclined?” Crowley caressed Aziraphale’s sides, seemingly to comfort, but the angel nearly shivered. “Especially since you’re so eager for me to figure it out, hm?”

Aziraphale huffed. He��s been huffy since this whole thing started, but now that he can sense what he really wants is just over the horizon, breathing is becoming something of a manual task. “Is this really what it’s going to take?”

Crowley smiled a wicked smile. “I think you’ll find I’m a very fast learner.” 

Aziraphale rolled his eyes, if only to distract himself from that fluttery feeling in his belly at those words. 

Closing his eyes and taking a sigh, Aziraphale was ready to get this over with. “T-tickling is…it’s, well…we created it together many, many years ago. If you touch certain parts of the body, my body, I’ll laugh. Involuntarily. So…” Aziraphale coughed awkwardly. “So there. That’s tickling.”

Crowley snickered. Azirphale shoved at his face playfully, his own face feeling warmed by the second. “You’re terrible, Crowley.”

“Aren’t I just?” Crowley said, taking Aziraphale’s hand and pushing it down against the cushion. “So…parts of your body, huh? Wanna be more specific about that?”

“Goodness gracious, you are insufferable,” Aziraphale chuckled through a whine, twisting the wrist in Crowley’s hand. “My…well, my sides are pretty sensitive.” 

“Sensitive…you mean…?”

“Ticklish, yes, ticklish! Crowley I swear if you d—dohohoahaha-! C-Crohohowley!” Azirpahale giggled happily when he felt precise fingers finally digging into his sides. 

“I think you deserve a little reward for your knowledge,” Crowley grinned, his pinching endless on Aziraphale’s sides. He basked in those silly giggles, happy his little game is over so he can finally hear his angel sing 

[areyouafraid]

i dont want to sound like im shitting on the show because i do genuinely really enjoy it and i do think it succeeds in other areas im not calling it terrible. the buildup to the demigod arc was genuinely really well executed IMO and you can tell it was planned for a long time but the conclusion was just kind of. a little disappointing and kinda left a weird taste in my mouth

so literally speaking, chikn is a godlike entity with the power to destroy the world, but the demigod storyline is obviously meant to be taken metaphorically. metaphorically, chee is too busy to hang out with chikn and that hurts his feelings. which is pretty objectively speaking not a fucking big deal at all, and the comparison is already in and of itself a little strange. the show does a good job of illustrating that chikn obviously has some shit going on, for lack of a better term. it shows that he struggles with abandonment issues, he's pretty sensitive to how other people interpret him, and it explains why he would react the way he does. but the show hasn't really done anything on that end thus far. i'm hoping it does, and to be fair it might be a little soon narratively, but it kinda... i dont know. like i said i think it's kinda weird how the blame for all of this is placed squarely on chee, who you can still argue didnt really do anything wrong.

im not trying to insinuate chikn is a bad person or a terrible friend. i have been chikn before. this episode in particular really resonated with me because i know this feeling exactly. imagining a world where you arent present and that your friends would be happier / better off without you. i know what it's like to worry that you're an "extra" in your friend group. i also know what it's like to bottle shit up and hold grudges until you end up blowing up on people. it's something that i have and occasionally still do struggle with, and it's WRONG!!!!!! i don't feel like there's enough emphasis put on that chikn freaking the fuck out on his friends IS shitty and he IS in the wrong for that. there's so much blame placed on chee for something that ultimately chikn did. and honestly the whole thing with chee can be boiled down to him getting in his own head over chee not having time to hang out. he could have just talked to her. he could have just met up with her or messaged her and been like "hey, i know you've been busy but it's bumming me out that we haven't been able to hang out at all. do you think we could make plans to do something together sometime?" he doesn't, and he instead allows his thoughts about his friends not caring about him fester until he breaks down. chee couldn't possibly have known how he was feeling and again yeah she definitely kept a poor balance between her friendships and her relationship but insinuating she's a bad friend because she hangs out with her girlfriend a lot (and insinuating that anybody is entitled to her time or attention) is really kind of scummy to me.

and again, speaking objectively the chee situation was chikn making a mountain out of a molehill, regardless of why he did it. yeah, we understand how he feels, but the reaction was still disproportionate and, well, dickish. is there going to be any real effort from chikn moving forward to examine his own issues and insecurities? is he going to work on his own self-esteem and try and be more transparent with his friends? is he going to seek some kind of help for his intrusive thoughts and clearly volatile emotional state? or is the world going to risk armageddon any time something happens that mildly upsets him? is it the correct thing for this friend group to revolve entirely around chikn's feelings and chikn's whims 100% of the time? should chikn's friends shoulder the responsibility for him having poor self-esteem and walk on eggshells constantly because it's going to be a shitshow if he gets mad?

i know the show is trying to send a message to its audience but i think there's also something to be said about the characters having all this discord in their relationships and then immediately shifting into therapyspeak and being posited as emotionally mature and empathetic after the demigod thing only to still... handle the entire thing incorrectly imo. do you know what i mean like the show is trying to show that theyre doing the right thing but they kinda arent so it's just. weird

[pastacat48]

my strawpage; https://juniba.straw.page/

Every Story reference from the Song Melting Rouge Soul (+ me trying to convince myself it's about ibajun)

im using the translations of ForeverAsia for the song, and hyena hunt+MireiArchive tls for the story respectively.

(https://ensemble-stars.fandom.com/wiki/Melting_Rouge_Soul_(Lyrics)

(https://hyenahunt.tumblr.com/post/742356493479903232/translation-chocolat-an-exceptional-rouge-and)

let's start with the song:

Nagisa: A half-hearted shyness, barely covered by a Fig leaf

With all of these new feelings waiting to be openly exposed

To elaborate on the lyric, I need to explain the specific scene in the story here. In chapter 5+6 Eden talks about the upcoming Chocolatfes, while Ibara sees it as a great money-making strategy (because they were working with some COMP project??) and a good way to get eden to the top, Jun doesn't see it like that at all and starts disagreeing with Ibara and everything he has stated before. Jun says that Chocolatfes is supposed to be about actual romantic love and not about making money. Even both Hiyori and Nagisa have already agreed to the whole thing, so Ibaras was relieved to finally convince them for once. But since Jun usually agrees to Ibaras plans, but this time didn't, he was surprised and pissed.

I'd also like to mention that Ruby Love was only meant for the audience and is not actually referencing the story like Melting Rouge Soul, because that is what Jun wanted, a song to make the audience enjoy Valentine's day.

so that's all the context for now, getting back to the lyrics-

Nagisa: A half-hearted shyness, barely covered by a Fig leaf

With all of these new feelings waiting to be openly exposed

the shyness mentioned, is juns hesitation to speak up. While a Fig leaf is supposed to cover an act considered embarrassing or shameful, this can't really be applied to the scenario here, but it could be used as a metaphor for juns hesitation. These "feelings" are indeed new, since Jun has never really disagreed with Ibara before.

Both: Purity can’t be obtained when you only have the falsity of sweetness

I: Melt away this bitter taste of sin

N: And let it soak into your chest

The first verse is probably supposed to be from Ibaras view, he assumes that Jun has a false view of "sweetness" or romance. But the next two verses are supposed to make Jun realize that romance isn't only about sweetness? I'm not sure honestly maybe I'm just delusional

I: With this dedication, I want more and more *

N: As the soul itself is tested *

Both: This pain that burns my heart up in flames is the price I pay

N: Even delicate flowers can carry poison that takes away lives

I: This can’t be changed nor can I be given in

*: Ibara could be wanting more from Juns opinion but ignores most of it at first because of his anger and the fact that he doesn't really understand "love". His soul is tested by Juns disagreement, since this is so unexpected he starts doubting himself later on.

The "pain" is the doubt of himself. He couldn't reject the offer of the COMP project because he wanted to satisfy the higher ups. Ibara left Jun there and just said how annoying his whole speech was because of how frustrated he was with the whole situation. "Delicate flowers" are supposed to represent Jun, since, again, he never really disagreed with Ibaras plans and seemed like someone who would just agree to everything. But Ibara cannot change anything about Juns personality but still doesn't really understand what Jun means by "love"

I: A wish in my hand, I always pray for only you

ALSO the "wish" here is to always get approval of higher ups, most likely still a habit of his military days.

Now, ibara has thought about the whole thing himself, but what's with Jun??? Well, he talked to Hiyori.

Jun keeps thinking about what happened with him and Ibara, Jun then thinks about it and says that maybe he was too harsh to Ibara. They talk it out but then Hiyori says that Jun is basically the "warrior of love" and that's why he was able to see so easily through Ibara and voice his opinion.

you know... Inner struggle.. kinda gives me idea that Jun "unlocked" Ibaras soul. And you know how Jun's solo is called? "Unlock The Soul" funny right.

As these flames wrap me up

In the name of love

Swear your love

Fall into me

As you take everything I lust for away

In the name of love

Jun does kinda unlock his soul and wraps Ibara with his care/love, taking his lust for acceptance from the higher ups away.

then, finally, jun gets to ibara and apologizes for lashing out so suddenly. but ibara has already been over the whole thing a few days prior.. jun was the only one who kept overthinking lmao.

I: Even when I realize that you won't even look at me

Jun also mentions that they avoided eye contact with each other during the time the "conflict" wasn't resolved so this verse is probably referencing it.

aannd... I think that's it! Thanks for reading thru this mess if you even got to this point Lol.

Honorable mention:

Jun treating Ibara to breakfast, since Ibara helped Jun back in his own center story: EXCEED / Solid Stage

Can also be read here: https://hyenahunt.tumblr.com/post/664126828471107584/translation-exceed-beating-wings-the

[screampied]

hi angel! 🩷🩷🩷 im so sorry if u been asked this before so feel free 2 ignore this but i was wondering how u write smut that’s so descriptive/actually has a great flow/storyline??? im trying 2 write smut but its so… boring and doesn’t flow well/not as vividly descriptive so i was jus wondering if u had any technical tips or anything like that?

PS. ur also such an amazing writer + ur so kind for always helping ppl/indulging in everyone’s interests/asks so yea just wanted 2 say i appreciate u sm!! 🩷

hi pumpkin thank u sm && sure !!! 🌼

sure! okay so i’ll speak personally. to be honest and blunt—coming up with actual good structured storylines / plots for a fic for a particular character sometimes takes a while. i know for me it takes me a while to actually settle on writing it bc i procrastinate heavyyyy. flow is another thing ! you’ll know the flow is good when you know. it’s hard to explain, but like reread your work. multiple times, maybe even read it out loud. (reading ur work out loud is kinda silly but it helps proofread for you ngl!)

strengthen your vocabulary with lots of synonyms ! a good way at being descriptive is to simply be dramatic with your writing. use metaphors, actually picture the things that’s taking so you can envision it. by being dramatic, i mean use captivating word choice. describe how they sound (breath, moans, groans) that typa thing. be exaggerating !! >:)

but yuh. i think that’s all. synonyms help a ton as a writer — especially if you feel like you’re repeating words, it helps be more descriptive. also make sure you describe everything that’s happening. who’s doing what? who finishes first? at the same time? what position is it? lots of stuff to think about, hehe 🤍

[littlekiara96]

hi! im also a gallagher=hanunue truther but i don't get why... he's also tiernan if we already know how both of them look like? hanunue is just straight up a furry (not really a werewolf since furries do exist in hsr universe) and tiernan is well...a human. plus tiernan was a nameless cowboy and hanunue was an interstellar criminal (well based on the fact that he was in prison) that later on fought against the ipc WITH the nameless. gallagher doesn't say that hanunue was one only that he was fighting along side them and i don't see the point of him lying twice (like... hiding the fact that he is hanunue and hanunue being nameless dhdbdjdbd). hope i don't come out as a mean "well actually" person just wanted to point out the inconsistencies in this theory.

oh and remember the voiceline where gallagher talks about the nameless? it hurts a lot more if he turns out to be hanunue cuz the insane amount of anger he must feel seeing his old friends didn't get the recognition they deserved... shows how much he cares about them...

To clear one thing up first: you're not coming off as a mean "hum actually", Anon!! I'm very happy someone is asking The Questions, so thank you already ♡

Now to explain some stuff...

If you think Hanu is literally a 1:1 physical copy of what Hanunue looked like... you're wrong. Otherwise, it would mean that the Watchmaker was a literal clockman, and we know that's not the case.

Hanu is a metaphorical representation of Hanunue, just like Clockie is for the Watchmaker. Thus, by default, we can consider that Hanunue was a "classic" human, until we are told otherwise. And that has yet to happen. That's also why we can both go "Gallagher is Hanunue", because Gallagher has everything dog and probably Hanunue was also very dog/wolf-like in some of his traits, and that's why he gets a cartoon character who looks like a werewolf/wolfman/dog (the exacts are inconsistent). (Either that or the fact Hanunue was potentially the first head of the Bloodhounds.)

Now, why would Gallagher omit that he's Hanunue or that Hanunue was a Nameless...

Let me ask another question first: Why didn't Firefly tell us she's a Stellaron Hunter?

Don't think about any lore explanation, because the actual answer is much more down-to-earth than anything the lore could say:

Because this is a work of fiction, with a story to tell.

If Firefly had told us she was a Stellaron Hunter, we would have easily come to the conclusion that she was Sam, because Sam was the last Stellaron Hunter on a certain wanted list. (Or that she was Elio. I guess that conclusion could have been made, too... Maybe.)

And that would have ruined the plot-twist that was intended.

So, for the sake of the story being told, Gallagher can't just say he's Hanunue. That would kill the next plot-twist Shaoji might have been trying to set up.

Now the qestion is: Could he have said that Hanunue was a Nameless? And not make the "connecting the dots" too easy for us?

I think the answer is no. The Watchmaker has been implied or at least theorized (in-game) to be a former Nameless. And that got pretty much confirmed with the new lightcone. So, if anyone said that Hanunue was also a Nameless at some point, it would then become very easy to put 3 and 3 together and conclude what I've concluded: Hanunue is Tiernan. Glaux is Razalina. Mikhail is Legwork.

Also, if we say that Hanunue couldn't be a Nameless because he was an IPC prisoner and only "worked" with some Nameless, while admitting Gallagher is Hanunue, then we can't say that "they" are a History Fictionologist either, because Hanunue teamed with those too. (I keep going on and off about that theory, simply because it's Sunday's. Literally. He probably has good arguments towards it. But he doesn't know they're all inside a narrative and his theory could be a red herring for us, the audience looking at the narrative.)

And on the "Hanunue was an IPC prisoner thus an interstellar criminal" thing:

You know... The IPC could put up a wanted poster for your head just because they have decided you are indebted to them. And if you can't pay what they have decided you owe them... *inhales* WELL... Good luck working for them for free, I guess. Ad vitam. Et aeternam. If they say so. (The IPC is the Shinra from FF7 of Star Rail. They are a corporation so big, they have their own military. It doesn't mean they are right and doing "good things" only. And it certainly doesn't mean they are the ones in charge of justice and judging people's actions.)

And last but not least about the potential drama of the situation if Gallagher turns out to be Hanunue turns out to be Tiernan...

It's a work of fiction. It would tell a story. It would show why Gallagher "seems to have a complicated past". It would be the plot-twist to Shaoji's "he's just a normal dude with npc vibes, y'know, nothing important about him, at all, that guy has no story :D".

That is the point.

Thanks again for the ask, Anon! :D I hope I have at least cleared some things up, if I didn't convince you. ^^

[urfavtimetravelgirlie]

Time Travel Rating: Doctor Who

Synopsis: Doctor Who is a long running bbc television show about an alien (The Doctor/Doctor Who) that takes humans on adventures through time and space in his TARDIS (a space/time machine permanently stuck looking like a telephone box). It began in 1966 and is still running now so I will be generalizing a lot of things

Type of Time Travel: A mix honestly. Going back in time is fine and doesn’t change the present unless you mess with a “fixed point”, a temporal constant. Technicality- do they explain how the time travel works?

4/10. Im sure somewhere it is explained using bullshit science words and way too much lore but mostly they chalk it up to ‘Time Lord Technology’. It doesn’t matter much, they often make up new rules/obstacles either for plot purposes or comedic effect. The TARDIS can travel in time and space. That’s all you need to know.

Purpose- why did the media put in Time Travel, and is it just a narrative cop out?

10/10. The story is the time travel. I mean sure they travel in space sometimes too but the main draw is the time travel.

Consistency- does it stick with one type of time travel, and are the pre established rules followed?

2/10. There are no effects on the present from their behavior in the past implying it’s type 2. However, for drama, sometimes things can have consequences, they’re called fixed points and messing with them causes paradoxes. It’s very inconsistent and they try on and off to make it make sense but it’s not really working.

Genre- does it work with a larger message, and/or does it reflect the genre/themes of the narrative?

8/10. Doctor Who deals with a lot of themes over the course of the series. The most common is the idea of fun and adventure, letting go from normal life. Sci-fi, especially time travel serves that message well. That being said the time travel is not a metaphor, or is it symbolic of a particular theme.

Fun- do they have fun with it?

9/10. Most of the series is very camp, very fun. They do make attempts to ground it, a reason I don’t care for the eleventh doctor, but doctor who is at its best when it’s just wildin.

overall: 5/10 in terms of time travel (I love the show don’t get mad)

[astronnova]

Okay but I wouldn't purely blame LMK for the flanderization of Tripitaka. All the flanderized depictions in fan works I've seen are from people who actually read the book and made fan art of the original source. And both versions of Trip develop into better people, anyways. Also, it's a little hurtful to say that most people don't analyze what they read, no? Granted, it's a kids show so much of the fanbase are minors, but like...kids will be kids.

my bad that it came across as hurtful! thats not my intention, i meant it as more of an objective viewpoint on something that's become widespread online and irl then just an insult to people.

unfortunately, a lot of people within the uhhh lets say 15-early 20s range dont... dive as deep into literature as they should. you ever heard of that one meme about "the door is blue because the author liked the color blue" ?

this is just one of many, and you couldnt go anywhere online without seeing somebody make this kind of joke. schools dont even really teach deep analysis of literature recently (i should know, ive been in multiple english lit classes and most of them don't dive as deep as you could and should. the only one that does that is with my most recent professor), and this stuff happens in highschool. yknow, during students most formative years of learnin stuff.

kids shouldnt just get a free pass on choosing to ignore the main point of a piece of literature because "kids will be kids". literature is the backbone of critical thinking, most people develop that skill through reading, and stories have a greater purpose, especially classical ones, than just "heres a show that provides constant stimulation with no reason".

i probably sound a little crazy or something, and im not articulating this as well as i could due to me taking *checks notes* two melatonin like 30 minutes ago BUT anyway tldr for that section is that a lot of people just dont dive deep into literature and its true meaning. a lot of folks like only looking at the surface level bits because its so much easier and simplier than writing an 1000 word essay about the importance of a certain theme within a piece of classical literature or something

steering this back to monkie kid,

the thing i explained above i think is one of the sources as to tripitaka, and sun wukong's, flanderization within the monkie kid fandom. instead of looking at the characters with the original intent of the religious text, its looked at as more of a "well he did X so he's a bad person". its too literal for a religious allegory. trying to apply strict "real world black & white morals" onto characters like this just wont work and will end with every character from the original jttw with the label of "bad person".

i could go onto a whole rant about how the recent decline of deep analysis of literature is the reason so many people seem to prefer "childrens cartoons" (because of the easier to understand morality/lessons) over, say, classical work or hell even some modern classics. this isnt an insult towards ppl that like "kids cartoons" btw, like look at my whole blog its just about cartoons LOL . i think theres more than just that one reason as to why people, at least online, gravitate towards childrens cartoons (likely because theyre more fantastical rather than trying to cater towards "adult gritty realism" and are animated, which is hard to find nowadays with all this "live action remake" junk), but i do think its one reason.

again, my bad if i sound like an ass or something or if i dont make sense, its like 12 am and i shouldve been asleep like an hour ago but im easily distracted LOLOL . but yeah, i think the source of the flanderization is just people misunderstanding the point of the original text and trying to apply modern storytelling conventions to something thats meant to be a big ass metaphor for enlightenment

[goldmanguyperson]

i watched Nimona with my mom and sibling a while ago

at the end i really felt like trying to tell her that i felt like nimona. not just in the metaphorical “rejected by society because of who i am” sense, not wholly, but in the I AM A SHAPESHIFTER sense. but i couldnt do it. cuz its scary. how do you explain that you you identify as something that is entirely within the realm of fiction to somebody else? it does not help that i go semi verbal to mute when talking about serious personal topics

Recently it turned out my sibling is also a therian. I found out because he asked if i was. I wish I had known when we watched that movie because maybe it would have been easier?

but oh well. Bygones are bygones. Maybe one day she will know. Maybe she already knows. it isnt like im particularly private to her about my internet presence. She could find this account if she tried, insanely easily in fact. She has known things ive wanted to tell her before because of similar events. And she’s never been upset by it even if it is strange. I hope she knows i appreciate that. That really is important to me. I love you momma.

Maybe one day in the future my dreams where i am a bird or a monster or just a general Thing will have less scary and isolating stories. maybe one day people like me will be more generally accepted. i do really hope so. the kids seem to be finding out about these concepts, even if not presented entirely accurately. Maybe a lot of them will brush it off as just the general animal kid phase as they get older, but a lot of them will probably keep those ideas, or at least respect them more. We can see now that the older our generation gets the more we actually like our past “cringe” ideas. It could all work out here too.

I do have hope

[eebie]

Sorry if this is kind of a strange question, I'm sure my wording is weird as it's hard to explain this in words, but would you be open sometime to maybe demonstrating/explaining/(not sure what word honestly) how you go about your doodles? There's this quality that's particularly noticeable in your sketches and less polished work where your grasp of things like movement and main forms and stuff becomes obvious- basically, you're pretty good at comprehending the bigger picture- and as someone who struggles with getting caught up in details to the point where it impedes my ability to draw, I'm curious to see if I can get into your brain a little bit.

sure!! it's very easy to get caught up in all the deets when it comes to drawing, n i totally relate. Sometimes as im drawing, i notice myself slowly drifting into more detail oriented stuff before i even get the main 'picture' of what im tryna draw down, and when i catch myself i have to be like LEAVE IT like i'm a dog trying 2 eat something i shouldnt off of the ground N haul myself back on track. it's very much something you have to unlearn, rushing to get the final thing you're picturing in your mind down on paper ASAP.

there's a metaphor I like to use with the tendency of bein stuck on the details: Imagine someone's carving a statue. Usually it starts off with em carving out a rough shape of one large stone, and only then moving onto the details once everything is sorted. Pretty straightfoward, right? Now, imagine they're trying to carve the same statue, but instead of doing that on one large, coherent piece of stone, working in stages, they immediately go to carve every detail out onto individual pieces which will then be stuck together (like a puzzle) to form the statue at the end. The results will be hella janky, and it will take MUCH more time to achieve something satisfactory, because there was no rough guideline that came before going into detail. you're essentially working backwards.

so i really try to focus on getting that gesture down before Anything else. gotta know where everything goes before you think about detail, and it can feel really awkward at first, it was for me, but it is an incredible help. Look at some of the gesture sketch examples that you can find on google, or even better watch videos of people doing it! For my figure sketching, i start with a single line that represents the spine, (S and C shapes are super important! Use them!) and then two rough shapes to represent the hips and shoulders. then it all branches out from there. You start with the trunk of the tree, then the branches, and then the leaves.

And it doesn't hurt to brush up on your general anatomy as well, cos it does help with knowing where things go. I really recommend watching Sycra, I learned almost everything about drawing anatomy from him ( https://www.youtube.com/user/sycra ) His story's pretty inspiring too, as he started art Very late and still became an incredible artist Hell yeah.

ik its better to actually See this stuff so here's a rough sketch to show my process :

[orifu]

russell t davies has written another episode. lets talk about that

i dont really get what the dots intentions are beyond i don like you >:( or why they would like go around killing everyone one by one in alphabetical order for some reason? is it meant to be some form of torture for them? because they hate them? if they just want to kill them, why dont they do that? if theyre killing them because theyre rich pricks, was everyone on homeland also a rich prick?

UPDATE

now that it isnt 1am im getting new opinions. i still think it is kinda mediocre. i might think about it more idk. anyway. this is what i wrote then:

well. this episode is a metaphor for something. i mean besides the obvious ermmm screen bad. so these rich folks love their screens and cant walk like its wall-e but doctor who. and theyre getting eaten by these giant slugs... who are controlled by an army of sentient marbles?

i think this episode is like a metaphor for how rich pricks work. when they have problems they need help. but as soon as theyre slightly out of the woods, youre a weird outsider who needs to disappear forever. its why ricky got killed and why the doctor and ruby were ignored. they arent "like them" (i think they literally say that) so they get tossed to the side, even if it means certain death.

i think this episode kinda wastes its time. i knew this episode was gonna be the stinker of the season and it was about what i expected. i think it was really trying to build sympathy for the rich twats until showing you, yep theyre twats. if you sympathised with them, youre a fool, because the rich arent your friends. the episode feels like it has good ideas but it drags out the boring bits and rushes the interesting parts.

anyway. i really dont hate this episode but it has that chibnall era esque mediocrity that just makes me feel like the episode is not one ill be watching again any time soon. its like a 4/10.

anyway. i drafted some stuff explaining how i think 73 yards whole thing worked and what it means for the future and ill publish that at some point maybe probably. until then (or rogue), goodbye from orifu!!!!