#making perspective is hard 😩

[freekittenkai]

Welcome to the Demon Realm

[indigodawns]

watching any edition of in the soop really never fails to make me 1) want to eat steak fried rice or noodles and 2) move to korea to go live in the mountains

[fairyroses]

#can't stop thinking about this #i hate to say it but in general i'm leaning towards the luthor point of view here? i'm all for eyes being wide open #that said i feel neither pov is wrong #the kents have their reasons to believe the way they do and so do the luthors #it's just interesting when the differences between the families are brought into the spotlight #i feel that's when the show was at its strongest #it lost a lot when it became all about love triangles instead of this (via @raelis1)

100% agree and also this is why I claim 'eyes open' by taylor swift as a lex song:

[rosemarie333]

Astro Observations/Opinions (Vedic Edition😋)

Hello guys! This is my first astro observation so I hope y’all like it, if not then😗

These are based on my perspective of placements and signs, so take what resonates and leave what doesn’t🫶🏾 I’d love to hear y’all’s take as well!

ANTYWAYSSS (spelled it like i say it) let’s get started😈😈😈

1. Solar women are so mentally strong (as are Saturnian Women) like they won’t bend backwards for anyone ESP a man. Always giving boss bitch energy and super independent. Some of the ones I met can be egotistical as well lol

2. I know people might think mercurial people talk the most shit because it’s mercury but out of all the shit talkers i know BABES ITS THE SATURN MFSSS. like they are the ones that will be telling and spilling the tea to their friends and talking the MOST shitttt likeeeeeereeeeeee that’s crazy. They are often like “bitch i gotta tell u abt xyz” like BABYYY and don’t let me get started if it’s paired with like rahu or even ketu like even ketu people talk the most shit too like and they’re the ones that are called “detached” but lord and behold LMAO crazy

3. Mercurial people really are all or nothing. U either meet them when they are at their highest and at their lowest like there’s no in between. When they are at their highest they thrive so well and they can radiate their happiness onto others as it’s kinda hard for them to get there. Deals with a lot of insecurity and abuse and they take it out on the ones who doesn’t deserve it more than the ones who do like it genuinely believe that if they told the people who hurt them what’s up then it’ll take a BIGGGGGG boulder off their shoulders and then they can begin to heal (even if it’s through letter that they burn or whatever like BITCH GET IT OUT). Y’all don’t have to take it out on others WERE BETTER THAN THIS😭😭😭 as a mercurial myself i get it like it’s hard asf esp when abuse and pain is all u know it’s so easy to get wrapped into that. tbh i’m dealing with handling my emotions better and im trying to use my poison as medicine as one would say (its hard but with having jupiter in the 1st house i can’t linger in negative thoughts or emotional all the time like at max an hour or three but forgetting abt it which holds on to it rather than expressing because when i hold onto i start to isolate myself and then i burst when it’s too much, yeah 😞 working on it tho)

4. Rahu people are like maritans mixed with jupiterians like very bold and EXPRESSIVE but like to have a good time like jupiterians. Super duper expressive.

5. Magha placements be feeling like royalty at all times and AS U SHOULD BOO LIKE DO U. LMAO i say bc i have a magha moon friend who calls me a peasant when he wants to be sassy like LMAO okayyyy

6. Jupiter men are the ones with the big body counts LoL everyone I met be fucking like they wont live tmr like calm down sir😭

7. Moon women are conservative lol. they are def the ones judging other women for being out there when in reality they wish they could to bc lunar women are often people pleasers unfortunately 😩. Ngl i deadass think that MANY moon women are closeted like baby it’s okay U DONT HAVE TO HIDE. But one thing about lunar women THEY LOOK GOOD IN ANYTHING OMFG

8. Dhanistia omg man or woman bitch y’all have a certain magnetism to y’all and DAMNNNNN like i’m obsessed esp with the girlies. Like y’all are so confident and have such a strong aura like y’all make me wanna get out of my SHELL 🥹

Anyways that’s ittttt hope y’all liked it.

[gothic-thoughts]

riding virgin!könig and he’s all overstimulated 😫

hehehe twirling my feet and kicking my hair at my own work 😩

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Body Party

König x Black Fem Reader Smut

MDNI, Virgin!König, Drabble

CW: König's perspective, rambling and whimpering, afab parts mentioned, she/her pronouns, occasional German, unprotected cream🥧

Word Count: 777

any German translated by DeepL

It wasn't hard to talk me into this since I wasn't a stranger to trying new things, but now that I was here, it was torture. And I never want it to fucking stop. It had only been about 20 minutes, and it felt like my entire body was on fire.

The way her nails dug into my shoulders.

The way her hips deliberately dropped as she bounced up and down my shaft.

And Mein Gott, the way every plunge was paired with the sound of that plump ass hitting my thighs, a sound that tried to mask the continual squelching of her cunt. It was all just too fucking much.

I couldn't do anything but lean back on my forearms and look up at that beautiful, determined lip-bite with a blank mind. My eyes trail down to the bouncing breasts, plump tummy, then all the way down to that pussy that she was so willing to ruin for my sake. I groan, my muscular thighs tensing under her as I feel more precum spill into her. I didn't even notice that I was drooling, saliva rolling from the corner of my lips as I tried to remember how to speak. Her hips start to slow, the slapping sound of her ass becoming less frequent and making my eyes refocus as my hands shakily lift from the sheets to grip her hips to keep her moving. "N-no Liebling…" I panted, "Don't stop, please~" "I was just checkin' on you, Kö." "I am…" I swallow thickly, clearing my throat, "I am fine, ja, I'm fine." "You had me worried, I was callin' you." "O-oh, sorry Schatz. I… I just, uh--" She cups my cheek and wipes drool from my lip with the pad of her thumb, the gesture making my cock twitch inside her. "Shh. Tell me whatchu want." "J-just need to ground myself, that's all… M-my mind is…"

Without an answer from me, I feel (Y/n)'s right hand leave my shoulder to take my hand and guide it to her boob, allowing me to gently pinch her nipples. "Mmm, there ya go. You was starin' mad hard." "S-sorry, I'm just…" I gulp thickly, "It feels so good, Schatz. Don't know what to do." She laughs, "Don't be sorry, you can grab and touch all you want. Just lay there and lemme do the work, okay big guy?"

I shivered at the nickname— she rarely used it, but when she did, I couldn't help but soften my voice. As if she's decided my fate, (Y/n) presses her hands to my haired chest, feeling my quick heartbeat as she pushes me flat to the bed. I look up at her, gripping the sheets as she lifts and drops her ass for every thrust. I could do nothing but weakly thrust up into her, not even caring that I was out of sync. I felt like I was losing my mind. "A-ah, fuck~" She moans, "That's it, baby, lift 'em like that." "Fuck… M-Mein Gott, don't stop… d-don't." "You're doing so good, so fucking good." "Ja, mein Gott, ja~ Keep… fuck, keep going, Liebling. Please."

A mischievous smirk suddenly spread across her glossed lips as she moans. "Mmph, w-who knew you'd be a whimperer?" "Sh-shut up~" "Nah, it's cute really~" She begins lifting her hips faster, making my cock leak some more, "Big man under someone half his weight and just whining." "F-fuck, Süße(sweetness)... ngh, bitte." "Mm, you sound delicious, baby. Keep going, keep your hands on me, make me ride it." Her teasing finally made me lose control, and without hesitation, I gripped (Y/n)'s hips tightly and sat back up, quickly pumping her up and down my shaft, making us both gasp as she came. She arched backward, balancing herself back on her palms as I continued to effortlessly raise and drop her body on my muscular thighs, loving the sound and feel of quick slapping as her pussy squeezed me so tight my eyes rolled back. I wasn't even worried about fucking her through her orgasm—I just couldn't stop, not when I was so fucking close.

My eyes were clenched shut, unable to make anything besides pants and whines come out as I slammed her down my shaft one last time to cum inside her, spraying every drop with soft whimpers before I fell back to the bed, panting under her. She leans forward and lays on my chest, chuckling breathlessly at me. "S-sorry… I meant to ask if--" "I…" She gulps to catch her breath, "I'm on the pill, baby, don't worry 'bout it. You did so good." "I m-mean, I couldn't think b-but Danke."

[youremyheaven]

I had some perspective altering sex with this Bharani Sun & Mercury man. He's been obsessed with me for over a year (idk what it is but men who want me, pursue me for years 😳) and he calls himself my "admirer" and he's just madly blindly completely taken by me, I'd never casually say that about anyone but for a year and a half, this guy has been there for me in a way nobody ever has 😭😭and he's never even met me. He came to my city today morning from ANOTHER STATE just to see me 😭😭😭😭and we had a great time just hanging out and stuff but then we went back to his hotel room and he was just being casual and just talking to me and stuff but then the vibe changed and I started to kiss him 😳and then he stopped me and hugged me and said "I don't deserve to have sex with a woman like you. Please never forget your worth. You're so precious, very very few people deserve to see you naked" 😭😭😭😭😭 I felt so ???? like he's 34 and he's very protective of me in a big brotherly way and he's just always seen me in such a positive light??? and i felt kinda embarrassed 🤡and he literally just lay there hugging me and told me how I'll go very far in life and how I have a bright future ahead of me and how he feels blessed to even get to hold me like this 😭😭😭 but then the vibe changed and he went down on me, and kissed every square inch of my skin and ate my 🍑and idk if this is a Bharani guy thing but both arm guy and this guy (who I'll call bald guy because he's a skinhead) just stare at me lying down or lying on top of me and don't do anything 😭😭😭 Venusian men are kinda awkward at making love I feel like??? Both of them treat me like I'm too precious to be fucked which I really like kinda tbh but sometimes you just want someone to fck you like a ragdoll if ykwim 😭😭😭😭 and both of them say the same exact thing "I just want to take it all in" like ok king but I want to take it all in too 😭😭INSIDE ME THO 😭😭 and I'm literally begging him to fck me and he says he can't 🤡🤡🤡 and I was like huh 😳 and he said he cannot bring himself to fuck me 😭😭 I WOULD'VE SCREAMED, like I'm horny out of my mind 😭and idk if y'all know what it's like to be edged BUT THAT SHIT IS PAINFUL 😖😫 and I gave up and we're just cuddling and talking about stuff and he says "I love you, if you ever need anything I'm here for you, I've loved you for a year and a half now and I've always dreamt of saying it to you and now I get to, so here, I love you" 😭😭😭😳🤡 and so many of his habits in bed reminded me of arm guy ngl 😭🤡 down to some of the things they said to me and the moment they said it etc 🤡🤡🤡 it's the Bharani effect I think 😳😳😳and by that point I lost all hope but then he started touching me again and finally he lost all self control and he was like fck it and FINALLY put it in 😌😌 and when i tell you, i saw stars 😩😩 but he lost his hardness and couldn't finish and said he wasn't feeling confident and I told him it's okay because I didn't even care about cumming at that point, I just wanted to be pounded into 😭😭😭 and then we finally left 😭he dropped me home in a rickshaw (he didn't have to come but he still did 🥺) and he spent hella money today just paying for everything 🫶 and in the rickshaw he told me "if anybody asks you who I am, tell them I'm your sugar daddy" 😭😭🤡 he was just joking obviously but it kinda felt like it 😳😤😳

But it was so emotional and so healing in some ways and just the way he handled my body like I was made of crystal or something 😭 really 🤌🤌rewired my brain I feel like 😭😭😭

[massivechildturtle]

Random astrology observations...

🌷-every Aquarius man goes through a long hair phase and it suits them alot 🥹🫶

(Ex:Harry Styles)

🌷-a young capricorn falls hard in love and as they grow older they just stop giving love that much importance.. Its sad watching these babies go through so much🥺

🌷-how the hell are taurus placements the most grounded of all.. My sweet hearts❤

🌷-its a literal bliss to get to have a deep conversation with an Aquarius.. Their different and perspectives might be eye opening for a regular person.

🌷-young and underdeveloped libras can be toxic af (especially men).. They can make every other feel special and can be emotionally unavailable.

🌷-nothing in this planet can be better than a taurus man smiling.. Aahhhh so cuteeeee💗😩

🌷-please dont make a scorpio moon feel bad about how they feel so deeply they can't help it..its just how they are.. And trust me if a Scorpio moon loves you they'll never ever let anything bad happen to you🖇

🌷- i have said this before and I'll say it again cap venus are NOT GOLD DIGGERS!!!.. You guys need to understand that all we want at the end of the day is stability.

🌷-never underestimate a water moon (especially scorpio) 's capability of Catching your lies.. They just know when you're lying so think before you try to make a fool of them they might just throw an uno reverse😬

🌷-aries risings are always sporty and doing something physical.. Also most of them have a prominent bone structure.

Thanku for the love you guys have been showing me.. It means alot❤

Take care y'all

See yaaa...

[richeeduvie]

Can we have some soft dom lalo… maybe from his perspective bc you write him so well 😩

Sweetest Touch - nsfw Blurb

warning: 18PLUS, edging? tiny blurb, fingering. Soft dom Lalo, bruising.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.

He feels like a boy when he thinks about how squeezable you are. A damn boy.

"Princess, you're doing so good."

The little noises you make mean you're struggling, you're struggling under the guy and Lalo...he almost can't move, but he's got a job to you - keep you squirming so he can laugh at you, make you cry, then scoop you up all together. What he does every other night, that or just fucking you to Hell. That's an English saying, no? But you couldn't go to Hell if you tried. The sounds you make prove you're an angel, Lalo doesn't care if others wouldn't get it.

But nobody else can hear the way you are under him.

"Lalo!"

Lalo could almost laugh at the way he squeezed your breast too hard at that pequeña thought. Yeah, who else would hear your little mewls.

"Gatita, shh. It's too easy for you to do good."

He kisses where he took his fist. Kiss sweet, sweet Princesa.

Lalo takes in a breath, he's not gonna try and figure out what movement is a choice to make you squirm and what is because of the hot pit in his chest, what he doesn't know he's doing until you're whimpering. Why'd he do that, Princesa? You're in front of him. How stupid would he be to waste that? Make himself weak.

"You're a sweet whore - you only know how to do good like this, hm?"

"But I'm gon-gonna...I'm gonna cum-"

"No. You're not."

His words are low in the back of the throat, just flipping at the muscles. His cock throbs.

If he's not gonna shoot him cum all over you right now, you're not gonna cum on his fingers. You can listen to him, you're good at that too. His sweet girl who listens. Who needs to listen.

He's got ideas if you don't.

Lalo closes his eyes as fire rolls over him. Damn it.

He pumps his fingers in your pussy and you clench around them every five, six seconds. Tight, warm - perfect and needy, everything about Princesa, Princesa, Princesa asking for more. You've drenched his hand in the past ten minutes, messy whore.

Lalo's lips part.

"Ah!"

"Shh, Princesa. Shh..."

And your pussy around his fingers feel so good, every single time - but Lalo doesn't know it's how he's biting your breast that makes the night even more better until you're crying.

"Can I cu-"

"Ask me again and I'm gonna turn you over. Don't be more of a fucking whore than you have to be."

There's no pretty and high whimper on his muscles cause of his words. Okay, Princesa. Whine. Whine like a brat. He'll just push his fingers inside you slower, nothing with rhythm.

"...Can I cum, pl-ah!"

It's red. It's Lalo hearing nothing but you....you asking him again? You asking him again? The hell?

He stops biting down, cause then...Lalo was biting down harder after taking his hand to your throat, squeezing.

"You want another bruise?"

Lalo kisses your nipple gently, then your neck, then your ear coming up. He's gonna laugh later, he can make his words and kisses so sweet without his hands going the same way.

"You want another kissy?" His thumbs run over your jaw, and yeah, it's on him that he knows you can't answer. "You want another besito?"

Lalo knows you're gonna nod, but maybe he shouldn't say that cause he didn't think you would ask again. His mistake, yeah.

But of course, Princesa nods. He doesn't go back on his word. His kisses where he squeezed tightly.

"Even with the slut you are, you like me sweet. Of course Princesa does."

[nickfowlerrr]

After the last capital…

I’ve this scenario in my head :

Bucky and you are back to the old habit and arguing about something again… but you stand on the last step of the stairs and he is done with you (he wants to go upstairs to get his phone before he would leave) and pushes you beside but as clumsy as you are, you Trip and fell.

Bucky would be so mad at him self, because you’re hurt because of him again😩😩😩😩

hurt

pretty when you cry series masterlist

pairing: pwyc!bucky x curvy!reader

warnings: not really any? let me know if i need to add something pls! this fic is part of a series, and if you plan on reading it, please, please, please use caution and read all of the warnings!

words: 1.8k

notes: ten thousand years later lol thank you for sending this in! honestly i don't see pwyc!bucky even just lightly shoving reader especially after he made her fall last time lmao he's much more likely to just pick you up and move you out of his way instead but for the sake of the prompt, let's just go with it. <3 i'm on my laptop, so no emojis :(

"Where are you going?" you asked tensely, running around him to block his way to the stairs, the worry in your voice was evident, and even if it hadn't been, you knew he could sense the stress you were feeling. You stood on the last step, not letting him walk up the stairs. "You're not even trying to see things from my perspective," you accused, fully on the defensive.

He was fuming, blue eyes near scorching as he stared you down, jaw set and nostrils flaring. You knew you were edging too far, but you couldn't stop yourself, you couldn't let this go without being able to explain.

"How the fuck did you think I'd feel about this?"

You balked.

"I didn't- I, I don't," you fumbled for the right words, for an explanation but deep down you knew the truth. He had every right to be angry and you had no excuse. You knew how he'd feel about it, and that's why you tried to keep it from him.

"I'm not doing this with you right now," he bit out, moving to push past you. You were going to move to give him space to get past, not wanting to upset him anymore than you already had, but as you sidestepped, your socks slide on the wooden step and unsteadied you right when Bucky stepped up. His arm bumping into you when you were already off kilter and slipping on the step had you falling completely.

Your arm flailed out to grab onto the railing, trying to right yourself, but it did more harm than good as your feet slipped off the step. You had turned your body while trying to grab the rail and so instead of your ass hitting the stairs, your hip hit the edge of the step below you hard as you fell with a thud, and your elbow near simultaneously making contact with the step above you in the fall.

It happened in a second, and though he saw you wobbly, Bucky didn't help get you steady before you fell, assuming you'd get your balance. The instant he realized you weren't stopping yourself, it was too late to grab you.

"Jesus fucking Christ," he stormed, madder at himself for letting you fall now than he was about the argument.

"Ow," you huffed under your breath, grabbing your elbow and you sat up on the step, not bothering to look up at him. He was moving before you even registered him getting closer, pulling you up by your arm to stand. You were too embarrassed and maybe a little too scared to meet his eye, rubbing your elbow again when he let go of his hold on your arm.

You could feel his eyes dead set on you but still, you kept yours to the ground, swallowing thickly.

"Bucky, I'm sorry," you apologized, dejected. "My mom stopped asking about my love life a long time ago and I just- I don't know, I never thought to bring it up. It's not something I'm used to sharing-" you tried to explain before he cut you off.

"Stop," Bucky said harshly, your voice dying immediately.

You dared to peek up at him and were met with a torn look in his normally brighter blues. There was anger and hurt, and if you weren't reading into things, you'd say there might be regret, too.

"Are you okay?"

"I- yeah. I'm fine," you answered, uneasily.

He looked at you a moment longer before he continued up the stairs. You stood there not knowing what to do, considering following him or just leaving him be until he was willing to talk. You didn't come to a decision before he came back down not thirty seconds later. He'd shrugged his jacket on as he came down the steps and your breathing caught in your throat, heart rate picking up. Where was he going?

His narrowed eyes shot to you, and judging by the look you saw there, it was clear he was obviously still upset. "I'm going to the gym."

As he passed you, you grabbed his arm and he stopped on the bottom step you had previously been occupying. You were a step above him, allowing you to be about eye level with him as you meekly met his eye. You opened your mouth to say something but closed it when you accepted you shouldn't.

His glare eased up just the slightest as he considered you before he spoke again.

"I'm pissed off," he glowered as he said your name harshly, "I don't need your reasons why, I really don't want to fucking hear it.

I can't be around you right now. We're either going to end up fighting or fucking and either way you're gonna get hurt, because I am pissed the fuck off," he nearly snarled the reiteration. "So we're not doing this right now," he kept walking and you let go of his arm, watching solemnly as he grabbed his keys and headed for the front door.

"I love you," you quavered pathetically as he pulled open the door, stepping outside. He paused just a moment.

"Do you?" he shot you a heartbreaking look as you floundered at his response. Of course you did. He knew that. He felt it, undeniably. But, his words served their purpose. You fucked up and you hurt him. And he wasn't going to just let you off the hook this time and comfort you and tell you all was forgiven. It was the same thing time and time again. He needed you to deal with the fallout, alone, to get you to see that.

As soon as he shut the door behind him, he wanted to change his mind, go back inside, or at the very least tell you he loved you, too. But he couldn't.

He meant what he said earlier. He'd already let you get hurt on the stairs when he didn't help you the moment he saw you start to slip, something he never would've let happen if he wasn't so caught up in the anger and hurt swirling around in his head. If he stayed and you fought, he knew he'd say something without thinking and only make matters worse; and even if you didn't fight, he knew he'd be on you in an instant with the pent up emotions he was trying to keep at bay so he didn't go off on you completely. And he couldn't trust himself not to take things too far with you. You'd nearly passed out on him the last time you had anger fueled sex, he could still remember the nasty bruises he hadn't meant to leave you littered all over your skin and how sore you were for the few days after. The orgasms were incredible, but he didn't want to risk injury to you just to release some of the frustration he was feeling. That's what the boxing gym was for.

You'd talk when he got home and was a little more level headed, and hopefully you'd have come to a decision on what you were going to tell your family. He couldn't wrap his head around why you'd never so much as mentioned his name to them in the year since you'd been together. Like he was your dirty little secret, something you were ashamed of. The first few months he could understand, not even taking into consideration that you were soulmates and that should have prompted a quicker reveal to your family, but a whole year? He'd spoken to your sister multiple times when she'd facetime you and the entire time, she had no clue you and him were together. He wanted to know what lies you'd been telling her to avoid admitting the truth, but he knew that'd probably only piss him off more. He needed the time to cool off before he went back and had that conversation with you.

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The door to your room opened gently as you glanced at the time, wanting to gripe about him coming home so late, but knowing you had no right to be the one who was upset tonight. You sat up and turned the bedside lamp on to give him some light. You nibbled your lip as you watched him, his hair was damp and he was dressed in a new change of clothes. He had his gym bag with him as he dropped it heavily by the closet, certainly needing to pack it with a new post workout outfit for the next time he would decide to shower at the gym, like he obviously had tonight.

Probably killing time before he inevitably had to come home to see you. Another flood of guilt and regret rolling through you.

"I told them," you informed him softly, his eyes glancing over to you before he walked toward the bed, his face not betraying whatever it was he was feeling. "And I'm sorry-"

"Shhhh."

You obeyed his wordless request as he climbed into his side of the bed, your eyes intent on his every move.

"I'm exhausted, and I'm not ready to talk about this tonight," he said as he moved the blanket to lay down. "Just come here," he coaxed with a huff, pulling you closer. You were pouting without even realizing it. There was a lot you wanted to say, but you stayed quiet. If he still needed time before he wanted to talk, you had to be okay with that.

As he pulled you closer, you wrapped your arms around him, cuddling into him, having sorely needed his comfort from the second he'd left earlier.

He sighed heavily as he rested his hand on your hip, you winced almost imperceptibly, but of course he caught it. He rubbed at your hip carefully as you laxed into him, his touch soothing.

"I'm sorry I made you fall," he apologized, placing a tender kiss on your forehead.

"'S not your fault,"

"Me bumping into you is what made you slip,"

"My socks made me slip. Granted, the nudge certainly didn't help, but," you smiled soft and fleeting. "I'm fine. Not your fault."

There was a moment of silence between you then before Bucky broke it.

"I'm still upset at you."

You knew he was, but hearing him say it out loud somehow made your guilt ten times worse. You tried to pull away, wanting to give him space, but he held you tighter. "No, don't," he told you.

You stopped trying and instead buried your head in his chest as he held you. "We'll talk in the morning," he said, and you nodded against him in agreement. He turned the lamp out and when he settled down again, you tilted your head up so your lips were just against his ear.

"I do love you," you whispered before placing a soft kiss to his stubbled cheek. You settled against him once again, his arms holding you as your head laid on his chest.

"I know," he said, his hands running up and down your back. "And I love you. Now go to sleep," he rumbled as he fixed the blanket around your bodies, content to rest in your mutual embrace for the night.

You had a lot to discuss come morning.

[neptunescore]

The way people just suddenly have a collective amnesia of all the the times when the team asked Oscar to let Lando through without a fight is so disappointing. Now fans are just accusing him of not being a good team mate or not thinking of the team. It’s insane. How did Oscar react every time the team asked him to let Lando pass? Did he throw a tantrum? Did he negotiate over the radio? Did he make it hard? No, he literally just followed orders. And everytime this was brought up to them in interviews, what were their answer? Their answer has always been along the lines of “right now it’s not about racing each other. It’s about scoring for the team. It’s about maximizing results. because we dont have the fastest to compete for race wins yet. BUT when we do, that’s when we can race each other for wins.”

And that has always been the position they have taken as a team. Fans are deliberately misconstruing Oscar’s words. Saying that in the interview, Oscar said he wants to win while Lando said he wants 1-2 for the team. So of course that automatically means Oscar is only thinking of himself while Lando is the team player. Like really? You sure about that? You really got all that based on an interview? It’s so strange.

Oscar has never shied away from saying that once they have the car to win races, he’s going to race Lando for wins. That was their goal last year. That was their goal in the beginning of the season. That was what he was counting on when he let Lando through w/o a fight in his home race in Melbourne.

But dont you guys worry, Andrea has just come out and basically say that from now on, team orders prioritizing Lando’s WDC win will be implemented. So Oscar now will come to the remaining 8 races only as an instrument to Lando’s races. And it does not look like Red Bull’s car will get any faster significantly so that’s basically a Lando WDC guarantee. What a happy papaya team.

Honestly yeah, Oscar's always listened to team orders – the amount of times last year he was asked to let lando overtake him is crazy, like if I were a hard-core osc fan I'd be so over mclaren (NOT lando cause it's literally not his fault). Anyway, I don't really know what else to say to you anon, bc from a team perspective rn it does make sense to prioritise lando more. I mean, obv, if oscs qualified much better than him, then they're gonna give oscar more priority, but other than that... yeeaah — their last wdc win was in 2008, I bet they're hungry for it.

I also don't really understand ppl twisting Oscar's words, like leave that man alone. Even if he was saying the shit u think he's saying, he's completely in the right. (I, too, don't care abt landos championship)

ALSO. I HAD NO IDEA ANDREA SAID ANYTHING LIKE THAT??? I mean, glad (im not, but u papaya fans should be🤮😩😔) mclaren finally landed on a proper decision, but I'm acc gonna cry if lando wins the wdc. I'm sorry, I literally hate mclaren, I CAN NOT watch that ugly orange abomination of a team on the top step. I will rip my eyes out and build a better car for max BLIND if it means stopping lando😭.

[writing-for-life]

Sandman Meta-Analysis

Literary/Conceptual/Psychological

“Tales in the Sand” in Context of “The Doll’s House”: About Patriarchy, the Madness of Pure Dream and Nada & Morpheus as mirrors of each other

Where the Blood Fell, Red Flowers Grew”: Red Flowers as a Symbol for the Loss of Innocence & Guilt in Tales in the Sand & Brief Lives

Hob Gadling’s Involvement In The Slave Trade Between The Late 16th And Early 19th Century (This is a new, revised and expanded version of this addendum to someone else’s post)

Perspective Requires Being Anchored in Reality—About Holding the Entire Collective Unconscious and Dream’s Struggle with Connection

The Importance of the Dreamstones—The Ruby as Dream’s Essence (and the consequences of locking it away and then receiving it all back)

He Hears the Sound of Her Wings—When Death Equals Solace

“But He Loved, He Should Have Been Forgiven”—About Free Will, Responsibility and Agency: Lucifer and Dream as Foils

When Destiny is Inescapable or: He Truly Is the Worst Older Brother (Based on a fun ask prompt that turned into a serious meta)

The Portrayal of Womanhood in A Game of You

The Sandman Overture and Exiles: Omnia Mutantur, Nihil Interit—Everything Changes, Nothing Is Truly Lost (Not Even Hope)

The Ultimate Character Tag Library

The Mortifying Ordeal Of Being Known (Or: Does Morpheus Really Have Commitment Issues?)

Death’s Wedjat Eye: Deeper Symbolism or Random? (Based on an ask)

The Women of the Sandman: A Collection of Meta-Analyses, Fics and Art

Spun Stories And Hard-Hitting Realities As Bookends To Brief Lives

The Thing About Daniel (is that he is not a palette-swapped Morpheus)

The Sandman Timeline As Published In The Annotated Sandman (timeline with a few meta thoughts)

The Truth Of Mankind Is Also Dream’s (short comics panel/show quote comparison)

The Endless Are Not Their Opposite—They Only Define It

Only Hope (!) Calls You Out Like That (Dream, Desire, Hope And Loneliness),

The Difference Between Daydreams And Desires Or: How Dream And Desire Wouldn’t Have Saved The Universe Without Hope (Based on an ask)

Dream's Relationship To His Emotions & The Differences Between Show!Dream and Comics!Dream (Based on an ask)

About Love As The Catalyst For Change

Morpheus and Calliope: About Inspiration, Personhood and Change (Based on an ask)

What Does Morpheus Like in Women? (Based on an ask)

Dream’s Loss of White Hair as the Loss of Innocence: The Killalla-Situation

Touching Death or: Why Dream is Not Simply Touch-Starved in The Sound of Her Wings (Addendum to someone else’s post)

Keeping Them In Character: Could Morpheus Be Saved? (An exploration of fanfic, but lots of good meta thoughts, so I included it here)

Did Morpheus Want to Die? (Addendum to someone else’s post)

When Desire Stops Being the Villain

When a Story About Stories Can Be Read in More Than One Way, and Why a Story About Change Changes With Us

If It Is Implied Lucien Is Adam, What Does That Make Lucienne?

Sunday Mourning—About Dream Entities and Stars (Why Head-Canons Are Wonderful, But Forcing Them On Creators Isn’t)

Who Is at Fault for Dream’s Death? The Endless as Concepts (Based on an ask—I accidentally deleted the OP 😩, but thankfully, I still had reblogs to link to)

Dream and How He Experiences Love (Or: When the Unreal is at War with the Real, and Finally Understanding Unconditional Love Tightens the Noose Around Your Neck That Has Been There All Along)

Tales In The Sand—Did We Find the Women’s Story? Or: The Rejection Of Dream/Hope As A Concept

How Do You Solve The Orpheus Problem? (an exploration of ideas for fanfics, but too many good meta thoughts not to include it here)

Nuance in (The Sandman) Fandom

To Be Human Means To Die (Even For Morpheus)

Let’s Talk About Thessaly (In The Context of Second and Third Wave Feminism)

The Blood on Morpheus’ Hands (more a processing attempt than a meta)

Why The Order of the Last Three Issues of The Sandman Matters

The Facet is Not The Jewel (old post about the ubiquity of Dreamling)

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[jexversea]

okay bad writing and fucked up story aside, i want to see it all from five's perspective. he's lonely, living in apocalypse for years with a manequin, the only love interest he had, he stuck in those ridiculuos timeline and a never ending job to save the world, AND ALSO his family are a total disaster.

i agree, the five lila thing is so fucked up i am screaming myself to die when i see this. but i see five too. i can't help, but feel pity for both of them. being trapped in the subway with each other. one wana take a break from his normal daily life and one just really lonely and need therapist.

i cannot say that they are 'right person in the wrong time' neither 'wrong person in the right time.' they are wrong person in the wrong time. and it sucks, because they know it. in any other universe, they are never meant to be with each other. ever. this is just a situationship. they fall in love because they only have each other and no one else. they grow affection towards each other and think it was love.

BUT NO IT WASN'T. WE ALL KNOW AND UNDERSTAND THAT. love can be platonic, love can be like a family. but five doesn't understand that because he in the middle of a desperation. he can't find a way back home and i believe he already choose to give up that moment when he suggest to live in a green house. he has no remorse because he thought he will get back and thus only have lila and only lila forever. like he always for the past seven years.

he never truly love someone so he get a little lost in between.

AND I GET IT, i am also angry with this plotline and i wish that it could be replace by LITERALLY any other people. but the season is out there and we can't do nothing to change it for the better. it's canon you know. i want to make sense the story even tho it's hard for me to accept this 😩

i love five and seeing him with other person makes me happy. BUT NOT LIKE THIS OH C'MON MAN. they really complicated everything. why on earth when they saw the whole show, they thought in their right mind like "oh yeah the viewers gonna love this, uhhh the drama"

"do you love him?" from diego is my roman empire. i cannot stress that line enough and how lila never answer it.

[fullmetal-scar-simping]

Thank you sooo much for your lovely response to my long ask a couple of days ago!!! I really do agree with you wholeheartedly (especially about Scar's post-Briggs characterisation), and something that irritates me about my fellow mangahood fans is that they love the complications in the plot introduced by the reveal that Scar killed Winry's parents (immediately after his own family died in an alchemical explosion + experiencing the world's most traumatic arm replacement).

I get that the point of having Winry confront Scar and point the gun at him is to make Scar reflect on their shared wrath...but I don't it's remotely comparable fhsjfjdj

Like yes it's tragic that the Rockbells died, but unless I am hallucinating they were fairly confident that the military wouldn't have actually killed them because they were Amestrians and thus why they continued to treat Ishvalans in their field hospital even after they had been warned. Now I think it would have actually been interesting if they were then later killed by the military that they trusted to spare them because of their Amestrian blood!

And then the Elrics + Winry having to deal with the fact that the institution they respect/work for/interact with is the same institution that killed the Rockbells - something mangahood treats like an unforgivable sin when Roy "War Criminal Extraordinaire" Mustang and Kimblee™️ are right there😭😭😭 They even show us the military scheming to kill the Rockbells, and then Arakawa has Scar do it at his most unstable to make a point about The Cycle of Hatred from a man whose pain is the most justified😭

And not to be petty but Ed's line about how Winry's hands were made for saving lives and the fact that her parents are doctors - Scar was a warrior monk whose hands also saved lives because he defended his people; and in fact that scene in the manga when he said he had nothing left to protect so he will instead live for vengeance went hard and is soooo indicative of his character😩

Unlike the war criminals and their accomplices, Scar's primary motivation throughout the genocide was to protect his people! And when they were slaughtered and their homes destroyed, that motivation developed into vengeance for his people! And I actually think it's quite powerful that Scar is willing to sacrifice his own peace of mind and the integrity of his soul by using alchemy - it's the fact that he is willing to kill the living to prove that the dead did not deserve it!

He is in fact the consequences of the rotten core that is the foundation of Amestris! So why do brohood fans insist on acting like it's his responsibility to end the cycle of hatred when the Amestrians were the first to pull the trigger? What's he supposed to do? How is he meant to continue living when everything was taken from him?

If we had even just a couple of scenes showing more of the Ishvalan perspective; like tell me more about the Ishvalan who refused treatment from Uriy Rockbell because Amestrians killed his father or the Ishvalan man in the desert mutilated by Roy's flames - there should be more angry Ishvalans in the series, and I think the Elric brothers (and fuck it Miles also - we saw an Ishvalan slum in North City) interact with them and deal with the horror that their nation inflicted upon the Ishvalans for no reason other than to serve the rotten core of the nation - Father & co.

But nooooo let's act like Scar killing the Rockbells is comparable and actually worse than the Ishvalan genocide🙄

(I am SO SORRY I just had to rant because I saw an annoying mangahood fan praise Scar's "redemption" arc when he doesn't need one😭 I even like that he got to return to his homeland and even reclaim his pre-genocide identity, but it should have been achieved through actual mutual understanding instead of my babygirl giving in to Arakawa's politics🗿 I know he's depressed and unhappy but to make his sudden cooperation realistic Arakawa should have has characters like Elric brothers and Miles should have done more reflecting on their complicity with the institution instead of bailing out of a difficult plotline)

Haha, no need to apologize for the rant! I'm right there with ya. The way Winry and the Rockbells get inserted into Scar's story feels so precisely calculated in order to both equivocate the violence of genociders with the violence of the oppressed, as well as (more directly) knocking Scar down himself.

[Long analysis after the readmore]

It's a perfect example of this method of narrative framing:

All anyone can focus on is Scar and the Rockbells, and that's by design, particularly with the 2009 anime adaptation.

For anyone paying attention to Scar's backstory with an anti-imperialist lens, it's clear he has correctly assessed who his enemies are and what to do about them. He's right to despise and destroy state alchemists and soldiers. And in order to "muddy" his position, Arakawa threw the Rockbells into the mix.

Again, with an anti-colonial, anti-imperialist framework this wrinkle to his backstory doesn't change shit. He is in the right to kill members of the militia. An accident doesn't erase the system of power that enacts imperial aggression. An accident doesn't negate a need for direct violence against a genocidal entity. Unfortunately Arakawa, the team at Studio Bones behind the Brotherhood anime, and the majority of people who watch Broho or read the manga don't see things this way.

Now I haven't read the manga myself, but as you've mentioned the Rockbells did seem to acknowledge the very real risk of death that can befall them while working in a war zone. Correct me if I'm wrong (and I may very well be) but don't they leave a letter behind in the manga, imploring that no one blame any Ishvalans who may instead harm them? Take this with a grain of salt, as I'm working off of a recollection of a post from someone who did read the source material. If I'm in the right ball park here, then Brotherhood cutting this from the story is an even more blatant attempt to tar Scar with a level of villainy (a trite description for the topic of genocide, even a fictional one) as the Amestrian war criminals.

Except the Amestrian war criminals are not seen as villains. The only ones characterized as villains for committing this (and other) genocide(s) are the homunculi, Bradley's council, and Kimblee. Following orders apparently is wholly excusable, even for a voluntary military. Both the "pain" and "anguish" of these 'do-gooder' genocidaires and Winry herself are elevated to near-martyrdom status in Brotherhood. Winry's parents especially so, and thus Winry's loss is seen as so poignant, so heartbreaking, that the audience (and Ed) are moved to an almost smug derision of Scar. See? It's the ~cycle of violence~. That's why his actions are ~wrong~. He doesn't parade around an idealism as a form of penance that makes him inspiring like Mustang (I have to laugh), he doesn't bat big doe eyes while looking so mournful like Riza (I have to yawn), he didn't have a lovely cis heterosexual family unit to create or protect like Hughes (please don't acknowledge Scar's family or community, in fact don't inquire about them at all) (also mangahood Hughes. Oh god, mangahood Hughes 😬). No, Scar is a violent man, an 'awful hypocrite", he harbours none of these 'heroic' qualities that everyone defends in the military characters, so therefore stopping him and bringing him to an Amestrian standard of justice is paramount.

The way this scene is constructed, in both the manga and the show is so blatant in its weepy-moralizing. Scar is contrasted as brutish, towering against a white teenage girl's trembling, collapsed position before him. His race cannot be ignored from the composition of this moment. The racism that under-girds the real life bogeymen of the "wanton violence of SWANA men" and the "foreign savage threatening our pure, fair, delicate women and children" is manifested in fma mangahood.

We're supposed to see these young (white) Amestrians as the hope for a reformed nation. (Abolition and decolonization are not vocabulary in the fma ethos. This isn't a unique lack for fma, most media can't be bothered to contend with truly ending a system or a nation that serves as its own sort of protagonist.) The end of ~the cycle~ will be because these golden-hearted white kids will choose pacifism (a useless paradigm when dealing with an aggressive entity). Ed assesses that his military superiors should not be held responsible for the mass destruction and slaughter they rendered with marvellous aplomb, Winry is too good to sully her hands, and Scar is a monster who's hand(s) are, it seems, meant to kill.

This is how we're guided to view things: The soldiers and generals are proud idealists to be respected and aided. Ed is a spunky genius who gets to use the coffers of the state's ill-gotten wealth for himself and his brother, and Winry is a saint who truly lost the most from the Ishval War. The Ishvalans shouldn't have fought the Amestrians, the Ishvalans shouldn't have resisted occupation, the Ishvalans shouldn't have retaliated for the murder of an Ishvalan child, the Ishvalans shouldn't have been where the military took aim. Scar shouldn't have been so human as to be loved, to be saved, to be physically and mentally harmed, to be so thoroughly concussed and delirious (neurologically and psychologically), and he shouldn't have ever hated Amestrians. Then the Rockbells could have returned home to Winry.

(If we throw in the ridiculous speech from Miles, Scar should have also, somehow, joined the military simultaneous to being in their crosshairs as Ishval was torn asunder.)

And that's what the framing, the script, the animation, everything in Brotherhood bellows: Winry is the truest, most blameless victim of the Ishvalan genocide. The death of two white, blond, blue-eyed humanitarian doctors is worth hundreds of thousands of Ishvalans. Where Father and Wrath both see each life worth only that life as a means of efficient resource extraction, and where the philosophy of One is All, All is One is meant to unify the value of each life, we get a much different, more bleak weighing scale from Ed, Scar's arc, and from the in-built bias of the audience: Scar's brother, his neighbours, the web of individuals, communities, and every generation of Ishvalan is worth markedly little in the holy light of the Rockbells and Winry's suffering. Scar's past and present are mere excuses; Winry's past and present are his sins.

This moment is also a tacit ploy to make people think of the families and loved ones of the fascist pigs Scar has already murdered by this point. The implication of those people as a trail of Winrys left in his wake also equivocates the pain of the imperial citizenry and the lives they enjoy thanks to ceaseless land, resource, and human acquisition, with that of the endlessly angry, 'dangerous' Ethnic Other. Surprisingly, given how little tact Brotherhood has as a visual narrative, the anime (thankfully) never outright shows these bereft loved ones from the murdered war criminals. However, it hangs invisibly in this scene with Winry as well as the one in the abandoned mining town in Briggs.

And to make a quick aside: I find it to be in very poor taste that the tragedy of Scar's life is being used to further the romance between Ed and Winry. Just. Please. Who the fuck asked for a brown man's oppression to be the backdrop for the growing passion between white teens??? What in the goddamn, man.

Getting back on track: Brotherhood wants us to see Ishval and Amestris as two equal parties foolishly destroying one another. It's the fallacy of both-sideism and we see the very real deployment of this propaganda every time an imperial power wages its (nowadays proxy) wars. But like real world targets of imperialism, Ishval has every right to fight back. Scar, even with the deaths of these doctors thrown at his feet in an attempt to manufacture a toothless, sanctimonious tale of "two wrongs don't make a right," is still fully in the right to have sought and destroyed the fascist boots that trampled him and his people.

The Rockbells assumed they would be safe from their own nation, and as you said we do get confirmation that the military was going to send someone in to assassinate them for their treachery. Kimblee (because we could never make any of the ""Good guy"" soldiers do this, only the strawman fascist) was given the task. In a twist of fate, Kimblee's assault on Scar indirectly gets that particular job done. I, for one, hate this writing decision. I've talked about it before, but fma 03's choice of making Mustang and Marco the Rockbells' killers is a far better choice for the broader anti-imperialist theme 03 focused so heavily upon. Hell, any serving soldier would have been a better, less nakedly military apologia than Scar. It would better reflect the real world strategies deployed by imperial armies: decimate medical facilities, staff, and humanitarians (including those who are citizens of their own nation state). Arakawa choosing a roundabout path to this outcome, one that vilifies Scar while sparing the ""Good"" reformable soldiers, because it's actually all Kimblee's actions anyway, is a cheap trick.

It drives me nuts that the Elrics and Winry are never truly confronted with the horrors of their nation and its governing institutions. Anytime they get a taste of what makes the military so vile it's coated in a million red herrings about who is "actually" responsible for this wretched state of affairs. It's not that militaries are the violent arm of the state meant to slaughter people and capture/maintain land as property of the state, no! That's the fucked up thinking of Bradley, his council, Father, and Kimblee! Look, our ""Good"" war criminals and soldiers actually ~understands~ that the military exists to protect people! (Which people? And from whom? Shut up, don't ask questions, you're ruining the wholesome idealism here!) With them in charge post-coup, everything will be better! Any harm Amestrians have faced from their own military's invasions is actually the fault of the military's targets: Resembool received collateral damage because Ishvalans fought back! So obviously this is akin to Ishvalan imperialism, right? Both sides? We shouldn't see race? Reverse racism is real? But look, Winry is suffering because Scar is a reverse racist! So it is real!

Everything you said about Scar is 100% on point. It's so good that I'm gonna highlight it here again:

Scar was a warrior monk whose hands also saved lives because he defended his people; and in fact that scene in the manga when he said he had nothing left to protect so he will instead live for vengeance went hard and is soooo indicative of his character Unlike the war criminals and their accomplices, Scar's primary motivation throughout the genocide was to protect his people! And when they were slaughtered and their homes destroyed, that motivation developed into vengeance for his people! And I actually think it's quite powerful that Scar is willing to sacrifice his own peace of mind and the integrity of his soul by using alchemy - it's the fact that he is willing to kill the living to prove that the dead did not deserve it!

What more can I say? This illustrates perfectly what a lot of fans seem to entirely miss or dismiss. And listen, I'll give Arakawa some credit, because she wrote this into his character! She wrote Scar to be more than just Big Bad Hypocrite, and Ed's view of him is in fact wrong. I appreciate that Scar doesn't fall over himself to explain to these Amestrians what happened on his end. But all the same, with other Ishvalans being used to essentially rat Scar out (the ones taking refuge in the ruins of Xerxes), and that there was no sympathy or solidarity given to him by his own people who were there in that makeshift hospital still shows what the primary perspective on Scar should be.

To Arakawa, he is wrong.

The Amestrians rebuke him, his own people (the refugees in Xerxes, his own Master and the refugees within Amestris) rebuke him. Miles rebukes him. Ed, Al, and Winry rebuke him. The Ishvalans rebuke his one-man insurrection on his and their behalf to instead stoke the flames of Ed's righteous animosity towards Scar. Why? Because not all Amestrians. But certainly all Ishvalan rebels. It doesn't matter to Arakawa and Studio Bones' Broho team that Scar's hands were already fighting to save lives; he has to be beaten down and cowed to agree to save Amestrian lives, reformed for Amestris' betterment. This is how he will pay for his "cruelty". Meanwhile the war criminals, sans the leader of the nation and Kimblee, get off scott-free.

A core problem with the ~cycle of violence~ rhetoric is that the buck is almost always passed to the latest victim of violence, particularly if that victim entertains the path of self-defense or retaliation. If you initiate, or are a major player, in that violence then you are practically absolved of your actions and intentions once you create a chain effect of harm. This, in my opinuon, is partly why fans see the responsibility of ending violence to be on Scar's shoulders. Combined with what I discussed regarding the "positive" qualities of our protag war criminals winning the hearts of audiences; that they are written to be as charming, inspiring, and pitiable as possible, with a sufficient lack of melanin to align with the colourism and racism imbedded in most societies and cultures irl, we end up here. With Scar seen by many as a villain/former villain.

Remember, don't argue against pacifism. And don't bother questioning what other routes he could have reasonably taken, because the manga and Brotherhood answers that question!

He should have been living "peacefully" with other Ishvalan refugees in their nice little "peaceful" (slums) settlements. After all, they had no real qualms with their "peaceful" new lives. We're hit over the head time and again by how "content" these refugees are, in spite of the ethnic cleansing and marginalized, hidden existences they suffer. And I scare-quote peaceful because this isn't peace. This is the hegemony of Amestrian "peace" forcing a people it wants fully eradicated to hide and remain quiet for their own safety. So peaceful. But that's what Scar should have done instead! (Or become a fascist to solve fascism, ala Miles' stunning advice.) Brotherhood keeping the majority of Ishvalans as an amorphous monolith, without identities or perspectives, who make do with the hand that's been dealt (it seems like all "violent Ishvalans" were slaughtered in Ishval during the war, since only Scar continues to fight afterwards) means we can digest the Amestrian perspective and internalize it without issue. It's an intentional choice.

Even the manga at least shows Ishvalan dissent a bit better, but it seems to lose any interest in pursuing the perspective of refugees as the plot progresses. A lot of entertainment media can only garner sympathy for victims of genocide so long as they have an innate "pacifism" to their people (this too is racist framing). You can only feel bad if the Indigenous and the racialized are simply too kind hearted and pure to ever raise their hand against the gunmen who fire at them. The narrative can only imagine Scar having the potential to reform into the acquiescent, useful native if we see that most of his people are horrified by any violence against their colonizers. If they're horrified of him, then they and Scar can be forgiven (for being what they are, for being victims whose victimization harmed the soldiers, the Rockbells, and Winry). So what more could the Ishvalan perspective hold in Brotherhood, when that's all that's needed of them to begin with?

I sorely wish we weren't fed such an awful concoction of racist, military-absolving story telling. All major fma media isn't necessarily perfect about consistently handing the mic to different Ishbalans/Ishvalans, but Brotherhood is the absolute worst of the three in this regard. The manga at least has Ishvalans who openly reject Amestris and Amestrians for the atrocities they suffered at their hands, as included in your ask. Brotherhood doesn't even bother with any of that. It's just a spotlight on Scar, and he made Winry an orphan. Not Amestris, not its military, not Father, not Kimblee, but Scar. And to Broho fans, that is the ultimate sin anyone in this series could ever commit.

I'm glad mangahood Scar gets to return to Ishval and rebuild. I'm glad this version of him gets to live, because this continuity has nothing of value to say had it killed him off or prevented him from reconnecting with Ishval. Of course Scar didn't need the "reformed" military to grant him that permission. And he abso-fucking-lutely did not need to earn it via "redemption". Such a crock of shit. To have to earn your homeland by joining the very forces that ruined thousands/millions of lives is one of the most disgusting outcomes of this story. People love his "redemption" because it makes them comfortable about real, heavy matters. It tells them "Their nation, their nationalism, their militarism can be good and healing after all." Fuck off.

Scar deserved infinitely better. Every Ishvalan deserved better than to be a morality lesson about what the oppressed ought to do instead of having a spine. And Winry shouldn't have been a pawn for distracting us from the evils of the military.

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See, this is why no one should apologize to me about sending me a ranting ask. 😅 I'll take any opportunity to rant x10. And hey, you're always welcome to send long asks! I hope the long reply isn't too frustrating to read through, and I hope I didn't miss any of the great points you made.

Once again, I fully agree with you. Our babygirl being tied up with the Rockbells is straight-up poor storytelling. Mangahood had the potential to not be racist and pro-military about these storybeats, but instead chose to make an example out of the primary brown character.

Any Broho fan who can't handle this critique is weak. Period. But I'm always grateful that there are those like yourself who can handle it AND make that critique themselves!

[Sorry it took some time to reply. I briefly lost this ask after saving my first draft, since apparently tumblr hides ask drafts not at the top of the draft pile, but somewhere in the middle (???)]

[tyongf-nct]

♡ but you’re the one I want - choi seungcheol fluff {1k words} ♡

inspired by the song Chloe by Emblem 3 (who remembers them lolol)

dynamic: choi seungcheol x female reader

warnings/tags: fluff, reader has a hot older sister, but coups just wants her 😩, general cutesy vibes, high school au

~

As much as I loved my older sister, having a popular older sibling that received 90% of the attention both at home and in school took its toll. We were only one year apart but I felt worlds away from her. She had an easy beauty about her, shining like a pearl and pulling everyone in with her natural charm. I was more of a simple rock. Pretty from some perspectives but not as bright in the sunlight. My sister was amazing in every way, and I was proud to be related to her. But a small part of me was jealous that she found love and friendships to be so easy, so simple. She never had to try to make friends or secure a date with the boys she liked. I tried to emulate her, but we were different, at our cores.

I held out hope that my longtime crush, Choi Seungcheol, would turn a blind eye to my beautiful sister and perhaps see the shadow behind her. Me. We were casual friends at best, close acquaintances at worst. Seungcheol was popular among his crowd but didn’t shine as brightly as my sister did. No one stood out quite like her. He was handsome, though, and easy to talk to. He had a way of looking through me, rather than simply looking at me. He never seemed to be in a rush to end our conversations and spent time with me at lunch or between classes when we crossed paths. It made butterflies flutter in my stomach each time we talked.

“Trade?” I knew his voice from just one simple word. I looked up from my usual spot on the corner of the bleachers overlooking the athletic field, my simple lunch on my lap in front me. Seungcheol held a bag of salty chips as he smiled gently down at me and I knew he wanted to swap them for my sweet ones. He had an insatiable sweet tooth, and I was a sucker for savory snacks.

“Sure,” I grinned, handing over my packet in exchange for his. Our fingers brushed, the shock of it zapping me hard enough to make me yank my fingers away. I laughed awkwardly, heat creeping up my neck as I tore open the bag and shoveled several chips past my lips. They scraped the roof of my mouth sharply and I winced, earning a chuckle out of Seungcheol.

“Be careful,” he spoke quietly, a crooked smile on his handsome face. I nodded, munching away and refusing to make eye contact. That moment that our hands made contact replayed in my mind over and over, distracting me so much that I didn’t notice Seungcheol trying to get my attention until his hand was shaking my shoulder.

“Huh?” I jerked my head to meet his eyes. They crinkled in amusement, his head shaking lightly.

“I said, I had something I wanted to tell you,” he said with that deep voice of his.

“Oh! Of course, of course, go ahead. I’m listening, I swear,” I smiled encouragingly. He loosened a laugh through his nose, and turned away to stare at the metal seats in front of us. The sun was warm and I noted the small beads of sweat clinging to his dark hair. He bit his bottom lip, and I could have sworn he looked nervous.

“I was just saying that…I-I wanted to ask if-if you’d be interested in going on a date…with me..?” He stuttered. My mind blanked momentarily, and I frowned in confusion.

“Huh?” I blurted once again.

“If you don’t want to, I totally get it. And if this is making you uncomfortable, tell me and I’ll shut up immediately. I just, I’ve had a crush on you for a while. You seemed so…preoccupied with other things that I thought you really weren’t interested. But lately it sort of seemed like…anyway, I like you. And I’d really like to take you out, if that’s something you’d like as well. You’re a great friend and…and I think you’re really beautiful,” he confessed with a gentle smile. I held eye contact with him for what felt like the first time since we had met and didn’t turn away in embarrassment or nerves. Seungcheol’s expression was sincere as he patiently awaited my response.

“You-you…you like me? Not my sister?” I asked. Seungcheol cocked his head to the side.

“What? What does your sister have to do with any of this?”

“She doesn’t, I suppose. It’s just, well, everyone likes her. She’s the one everyone confesses to and wants to be with. Not that I blame them, I mean, look at her. I just, I figured someone as handsome as you would prefer her,” I rambled.

“You think I’m handsome?” He smirked. I coughed awkwardly, the heat from earlier crawling its way back up my neck.

“I-that’s not the point. The point is, why me?”

“You should have a little more confidence in yourself,” Seungcheol grinned. I laughed lightly, shoving his shoulder gently. It was annoyingly firm with muscle.

“I have confidence. I just know how it is, that’s all,” I stared at my fidgeting hands, the plastic of the chips bag crinkling loudly. The sound was interrupted as Seungcheol grasped my hands with his own, turning his knees so he was facing me entirely. I looked up and tried to smooth my face into a neutral expression.

“Listen, I know your sister is the one everyone else wants. But you’re the one I want. I mean that sincerely. And if you feel the same way, or even if you would just consider trying things out with me, it would make me so happy. You are everything that I want,” he sighed softly, his round eyes looking at me intently.

I smiled, unable to school my expression any longer and nodded.

“Yes. Yes, I’d like that. To go out with you, I mean. I…” I took a deep breath, gathering every bit of bravery I had, “I like you too.”

Seungcheol beamed, his hands squeezing mine once before letting them go. I shoved them under my legs before I could embarrass myself for reaching for him again.

“Good. That’s…that’s good. Great,” he amended, and I chuckled. We smiled in silence as the afternoon sun continued to warm us from above, and I felt particularly shiny that day in a way that was different from my sister at the prospect of what was to come.

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Hello!! I want to ask you something, do you have thoughts about how Kuairumi wedding would animate? Because I'm so rooting for them and I can't even wait to see them together 😩♥️💛✨

Thank you so much for this ask and I have thought about it as a new kuairumi shipper I have a few ideas:

The wedding style:

The wedding will most probably be a Japanese or Chinese styled wedding. Like it would look really beautiful and gorgeous seeing them both and it suits their styles completely. Western wedding will kind of throw me off since both are not familiar with the western wedding and stuff. Japanese or Chinese wedding kind of suits them.

Japanese

Chinese

Venue:

My thoughts on the wedding would be that it will take place in the new shirai ryu fire garden we have seen glimpses of it in tomas story ending and in the chaos reign trailer

Like this place is beautiful. What if they met at the fire garden and want the wedding to be there? That would be beautiful and makes their relationship go deeper with each other and the garden itself.

The umgadi:

Harumi being an ex umgadi and being familiar with the royal family most likely we will see mileena , kitana, Tanya, li mei and jade at the wedding for both kuai and harumi also to see their old friend again. Liu Kang or li mei would definitely be officiating the wedding happy for kuai liang and harumi. Liu Kang is self explanatory but I am saying li Mei because of @laismoura-art umgai girls au. Li mei and harumi share a mother and daughter type of relationship and harumi would want nothing more than for li Mei to officiate the wedding.

Best man and maid of honor:

If there is a best man and maid of honor thing at the wedding going from nrs perspective it will be Tomas as the best man along side hanzo as his grooms men. For maid of honor going from @laismoura-art and my perspective it would be her best ex umgadi Friend suchin.

Sorry I just want suchin to be there as kenshis date and as harumi's best friend and maid of honor at the wedding.

Now here comes the most important thing.

Bi-han attends the wedding in secret:

I have thought this event long and hard and in chaos reign we see bi-han getting captured so likely the chance would be that he sneaks off to see his brother's wedding. A wedding he wasn't invited to for his own safety even tho kuai knew somewhere his brother would be watching his and harumi's wedding from afar.

Now in the trailer we saw bi-han getting captured and turned into noob saibot what if this event happened during the wedding as bi-han was watching the ceremony from the bushes keeping his guard down and there were no lin kuei soldiers to warn him. It would be easy for bi-han to get captured by havik.

Wedding would be the perfect scenario for bi-han to get captured and for the wedding to happen. Because as cold as everyone thinks bi-han is he will drop everything to attend his brother's wedding.

@laismoura-art and @mikka-minns your thoughts?

[beardedjoel]

hiii, i was rereading smother (per usual) and i was thinking about joel's wish for blossom to be pregnant one day, and how so far she seems afraid of that. it's just.... well, seems a stupid question but, why does he want this? given not just how im sure hes traumatised from what happened to sarah but, doesn't he think that making blossom the mother of his children would be sort of, well i don't know how to put this but "in the way" of his dynamic with her? i mean, he has such fatherly ways with blossom, does he want to change that once they have children? would she still call him her daddy in front of their babies? doesn't he think about how he might be too old to even watch them grow up or help her raise them? does it come from a feeling of not wanting her to be alone after he dies, given their age gap? do you think she would ever speak up about her own thoughts of having or not children? would he ever change his mind if she asked him? i just always thought joel's idea of their relationship was just "me and her against it all" and in a "have her all to myself way" too and i have know idea why im thinking so much about this little fact and i hope you don't think im insane for it, it's just i never read, saw or even heard about anything close to their dynamic before and im just beyond fascinated by the characters you've build, and i sort of want to know every detail of their relationship as much as you are willing to offer! so sorry for the long ask, but thank you so much for sharing their story with us, i didn't really saw it coming but they mean the world to me ♡ lov ya bye

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alright shiv, you’ve got me in a bind here agdhdhdh no but this is the byproduct of publishing my story as i go over a very long person of time lol. and over the months my mind moved and changed in regards to where i see details like that going. the core/end of the story has always been planned but along the way i thought that joel would very much like blossom pregnant in the sense of having control over her. he’d have another way to keep her “his” and sort of entrap her. and that man does love the idea of watching her grow his baby because its just a way for him to continue having the upper hand with her and it seemed kind of natural before that he’d be wanting to breed her (and i love a breeding kink 😩). that being said, at that time when he brought it up things were a little more shaky between them so maybe it made sense joel would want to scare her into thinking he was going to get her pregnant one day and have even more reason to keep her there with him forever.

however! over a lot of time and thought, i realized much of what you mentioned about it fitting into their preexisting dynamic. it kind of feels a bit clunky once i really thought it out, especially the sweeter and softer and more fatherly joel got with her. he would likely be scared to have another child! so i’ve got to do the hard thing and admit that honestly that i sort of started changing my mind on them having kids. i wavered a lot with it while thinking through what made the most sense for them.

i don’t want to say too much because this topic will actually be coming into play relatively soon, and so i don’t want to spoil too much of what’s to come! i do have a plan for all of it though because your girl had to do some backtracking/plot hole filling ahhah

ilysm for sending so many thoughtful perspectives and questions, honestly i love it so much that people care enough to think about it this much or send me messages. so thank you!!