#man this was the best tag ive done so far

[kirider]

Your art for it is so cute, what's Kamen Rider SD? I want to get into it :D

yesss.... fall into my trap... mwhahaha >:3c (also thank you ^v^)

SD in general means Super Deformed, it's a chibi style that's not unique to Kamen Rider (Gundam also has a bunch of SD stuff, mentioning it here bc i love those models :3)

But since you're asking in relation with my art, here's the ones I made art for:

SD The Great Battle

A series of videogames that's a crossover between Kamen Rider, Gundam and Ultraman characters, all in the SD style. An original character called Fighter Roar joins the team from the second game on. They're very fun and wacky game that don't really have a coherent plot but we love them for that :3 In IV they get a giant robot (Compatible Kaiser my beloved) and in V they're cowboys. I love the cowboy outfits so much. Games one to five have english fan translations, now I need someone to translate Gaia Saver because apparently that one has the Rider Killer lore....

Kamen Rider SD: Strange!? Man Spider (or simply Kamen Rider SD OVA)

If you've been around the fandom you probably already know this one. It's a 30 minutes short where RX and the other Battle Riders (Ichigo and ZX) have to rescue RX's crush from shocker, with the help of the Mechanic Riders (V3, X and Super1). Wild Team (Stronger, Amazon and Nigo) appears for like. 3 minutes total at the end but they're my darlings and I love them. Other very important thing in this short is the Rider Carrier, a giant robot grasshopper that acts as their base and I think every version of the riders shoul have a giant grasshopper base not just the SDs u.u This short is apparently an adaptation from the Mighty Riders manga, but I haven't investigated it yet so I can't confirm that. It's also connected to a couple more SD videogames, Sortie!! Rider Machines and Run! Mighty Riders (the team names come from here as far as I can tell)

Kamen Rider SD: Hurricane Legend / Kamen Rider SD: Legend of the Stormy Age

(listen. I know the direct translation is the first one. But the second one is on the back cover so if they gave it an official english title I'm using that :P)

This is probably the one you're asking for, but I wanted to use the excuse to talk about the other two :P

I'll be honest, going in blind on this one is probably the best experience. Do not look up panels you will get spoiled. The basic plot is V3 and Riderman travel around to recruit the other Riders to defeat Shocker. I want to talk about it more but again, I had so much fun going "WHAT!?!" while reading it that I must resist- Might post more about them but will tag it as spoilers

Other SD stuff that I care less about, for completionist sake:

• there's a third SD manga (Kamen Rider SD: Roaring Laughs School) that I know nothing of (I think it's a 4koma gag manga? I'll be honest I'm not very interested in it so I haven't done much research);

• the most recent SD game is SD Shin Kamen Rider Rumble, a game for the movie, but that one seems to be simply a side scroller so again, no interest from me;

• Lost Heroes 1 and 2 technically use chibi-ish versions of Riders, Gundams and Ultramen, and are part of the Compati Hero series (the same series as The Great Battle), but they don't have SD in the title;

•there's. sooooo many sports games in the Compati Hero series. I like the Battle Dodgeball ones :3 Also speaking of Compati Hero, special mention to Super Hero Operations because that's the next one I wanna play, I get to meet Zubat, Metalder and a bunch of others there :3

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I feel like I’m missing something.. what is the eated him incident of 89 I mean I get the premise but I feel like I’m missing like, the first post? I saw the short comic but that’s it and I NEED to know

oh man.. itS YEARS of AU writing iv done its soo fucking indulgent, iv literally been working on this AU since.. good lord April of 2022..

If you wanna go digging (which you can but a warning that theres OLLD ugly art post way back in there lol) its all tagged on my blog under #Pillar Fam

but even then its a lil non chronological

the best i got for that, is forever ago i tried to put the general info in a google doc, but its kinda outdated at this point as well lol

But the general idea for this 'incident' in this AU is simply, Jotaro didnt just kill Dio, Jotaro ate Dio

it stems from a P2 rewrite that ultimately ended up with everyone living for better or worse. Along with Joseph and Suzi having a relationship with Wham. Holly is born under both the Joestar Curse as well as Half Pillar man. Theres a lot to dive into with that, but thats just the bases for the bigger topic of 'Eated Him' which is a silly Nickname to a horrific Jotaro event in my AU lol

Jotaro coming from his half Pillar man Mom, is also part Pillar man. And everything we know of Jotaro and the way he behaves and the fear he had over his own stand he thought to be an evil spirit, all lumped on top of being part 'monster'

Jotaro is afraid of himself because he thinks he is a monster because he came from monsters. From comments from his granny Lisa on how cruel and mounterious his grandfather Kars is. To the way his mother doesn't open up about her own feelings of how she and her family is seen in the eyes of human society (which to her is meant to put on a smile and say nothing wrong in hopes that it can keep everyone happy and not burden anyone with her own sadness)

Then he gets this big scary evil spirit haunting him thats supposes to be from his own soul, and it looks just like his mean, cold and disliked 'monster' of a grandfather kars. Baring Fangs, horns and the works.

Jotaro and his mom in their large house, no husband usually around, or friends who come to visit. Just a large empty monster mansion.

So when it comes to the Dio fight in Egypt and as far as Jotaro knows everyone he cares about is dead or dying and he's back into a corner. Its just

fight or flight, and Jotaro doesn't even know whats happening, and how its so instinctual to him. Something so ancient in him that tells him to destroy Dio absolute.

He kills and eats Dio the way any good Pillar Man would a Vampire.

And Jotaro can never take that back. Jotaro has hurt many people, but always as a human, nothing beyond what any of the others in his new found circle of friends cant do. But this? this is what a monster does. Standing there in the middle of the streets of Cairo, covered in blood that isnt his own, dragging back and the last arm of flesh to his dying grandfather. In his eyes he has become his grandfather.

[juggalomary]

She’s here and just sent off to my beta reader (ugh thank you again). I’m excited to announce the unbetaed "of scars and silence"

content warming! violence, mcd (technically), described injury ig? Enjoy

“John Elias Mactavish was an honored soldier and a loving uncle. He did not however live long enough to become a husband, father or grandfather. He had the ability to light up a room, literally and figuratively, and had never failed to get every possible man out of any situation. You may not know him as a soldier, but I did, and so did the men sitting in the place of his parents. That fireball of a man was once one of my closest friends. I wish him the best in whatever death may bring.”

Gaz has shed a tear, and Price is smiling reassuringly and sadly at once. Ghost clears his throat and blinks back a single tear. Losing comrades was the sad truth about the military. He watched his best men get gunned down and there was nothing he could’ve done. This was different.

Ghost had watched, and had seen Price get hit. He could’ve made a shot, but they were just moving too much to risk it. He attempted to go over to them, but a Konnie got a hit onto his temple, knocking his steps to a halt. He felt a single wave of darkness fly over his vision and leave, simultaneously with a gunshot. The thunk of the body on the floor was met by silence as he regained himself.

Johnny, lying dead on the concrete, active bomb being defused, no Makarov. He doesn’t remember shouting out to him, but apparently it happened. There was an exit wound. There was an entrance wound. There was no shot of him getting up.

Price and Gaz had the bomb defused by the time the initial shock was wearing down. His pulse was zero, his breath was zero. Everything was zero.

Soap was dead. He couldn’t come back. Goddamit ghost still had the the killing bullet in a box in his room. He didn’t actually admit that to anyone.

His ashes (most, soaps sisters and the task force, as stated in his will, were to receive some) were spread in the wind and water off the Scottish coast. His dog tags are worn by Mari Finch-Mactavish, his Irish twin.

The world kept revolving after his death. Makarov's heart is still beating after his death, not for long, if Price had something to do with this.

x/x

Waking up from a coma is a jarring experience, especially when you wake up with a massive blind spot in your left eye, and extremely obnoxious tinnitus in your ear.

As far as he can remember he shouldn’t be awake. A loud noise, likely a gunshot was his last sensation he can remember. He can’t remember much else. That seems like an issue for a later moment, he was tired.

He dreamed for the first time since being shot that night. He dreamed of the 4 horsemen of the apocalypse. Conquest, a blonde woman, late thirties, strong souled and confident. She was his adoptive mother, after his parents had left. War, a tall man with a hat and mutton chops, he spoke rough but cared deeply. In this he was a father, his source of advice. Hunger was a tall, young, lanky man, a cap with some flag sat atop his head. A brother and a friend, a lover, but not to him. He could make any man, even the strongest yearn, hunger, and beg, for his approval, but John (?) didn’t need to beg, he already had it.

Finally, if not the most important but the most scary was death. 6’4, shoulders wide as mountains. His muscles had to have been the size of his head. He wore a human skull across his face. He was feared by most, not his 3 other horsemen, not soap (?), but everyone else. He told jokes, he showed emotion, he smoke cigarettes as well as vaped, at least on the field. He would sneak onto the roof with john and watch as mars, named after the god of war, aligned with earth.

These horsemen were familiar. The dream brought him comfort in times of terror.

He woke up officially to a nurse changing a bandage on his head. An IV was jammed into his hand and his arm was in a sling. His whole head hurt, waking up from such an experience like this one, this dream was bound to give him a headache. The nurse walks in front of him, he only knows this when she walks around to his right and notices his stare.

He can hear what she says but she does say something. Then out of nowhere a man guarded by two burly armed men and a doctor.

“Good morning six. I hope you can hear me. We will get you a hearing aid soon. We’re wishing you a speedy recovery.” The man spoke with a thick accent, Russian likely. He didn’t know who he was, he knew he could barely hear him and couldn’t see his right side.

“Thank-“ he was hit hard across the face. He hadn’t done anything yet to deserve it.

“The task force is not to speak unless asked a direct question. You will learn over time.” And with that he's gone as quickly as he appeared.

He, who was referred to as six, which seems dehumanizing, was left to think.

He had to think about this task force. How was he qualified? Is this military? Is he military? He was six, so who were the other five? Who is soap, and why dies he refer to himself as it.

x/x

The nurses came in once every hour and a half. He only had a tv with Russian sitcoms playing. The nurse would chuckle, check and change his IV, every 3 nurses they would feed him through a tube in his nose.

That tube itself was a problem, he would throw it up nearly every night. And then gag and tear up when they put a new one in. He stopped being audible when he received a clean cut across his collarbone.

The injuries received after he got there just added onto a list of things wrong. The most notable ones include, puncture of the frontal lobe, entrance and exit wounds, deafness (cured by aids), complete blindness in his left eye, titanium plate in his head, and a shattered collarbone.

He quickly realized that those were just the things he was told because they were operated on. He had a vertical scar across his forehead, eye, and cheek. These cosmetic things did not bother him because he was not allowed to look.

Six was released into light training after about a month of recovery in the hospital. By this point he was completely silent, never asked questions so he never spoke. In light training he met another guy, one who used bsl, which six understood without ever learning. He learned he was called eight and had a steel rod in both his legs.

These two were only one apart in formation so they were also one room apart. Eight was ever the luckier of the two, knowing he was in the British Royal Navy, but had his legs shattered with an ied in Kyrzakhstan.

Six tried to remember but was only met by the four horsemen of the apocalypse. Death called him Johnny, sounding increasingly stressed and worried with each call until he was screeching in agony. He disliked dreams with death.

Still that man, death himself must’ve been important if his damaged mind remembered him. The other horsemen were there often enough that he didn’t fear sleep. Only one actually riding a horse, which was famine, on strangely enough, a chestnut thoroughbred racehorse. He would pet and brush this horse. When he showed up in dream he’d know it’d be a full night's sleep.

[jayf-art]

🌟Calling All Romantasy+Fae Story Enjoyers🌟

What if I told You...I'm writing a Victorian-Era, Language-of-Flower-based, Historical-Gaelic-Celtic-Fae, Sleeping-Beauty-based, self-discovery-LGBTQ+ story??? ((Thats a lot of tags^^))

And that I need beta readers/supporters???

---More info under cut---

Basic synopsis-

-HAWTHORNE AND HAREBELL-

Keiren is an artistic trans-man that originates from Victorian-Era England. Due to his families bankruptcy, they move to a Irish-Celtic village at the bottom of a Great Hill. As per Victorian traditions, he has an arranged fiance- and denies him anyway.

Cut to his best friend/situationship, Alvar, offering to run away with him over the Hill...But it isn't until it's too late that Keiren figures out what- and who, Alvar is- The Hidden Prince and heir to the Fae Throne.

And what that means for both of their futures...

...

So far I have 5127 words and 14 (single faced) pages! And an entire outline! Whoop whoop!

Each section will be based off of a victorian flower combination, and will eventually have a poem to go along with it! (Im currently aiming to just have three sections, so i might make chapters also have combos idk yet)

I have art for (some) of my characters that ive done as well, so if you're an artist also and wanna exchange oc's that'd be fun!

Obv nothing has been formatted yet, but its on google docs, so anyone who has a google account is able to join!

Disclaimer i do write in comic sans but this is bc i have slight dyslexia and it helps me able to read faster!

But yee! DM me here or insta if interested <333

[lacefuneral]

hi!!! i love for custom blog theme,, do you have a link to the code or creator 0:?

ya!

so my theme is actually a heavily modified version of redux edit #1 by lopezhummel (current url: holyaura). i always remind users that most tumblr themes are old and that you'll need to replace all instances of "http://" in the code with "https://" so tumblr will save the theme. i had to do it with this one

these are the modifications i made to the theme. i edited this theme over the course of at least a year or so and don't quite recall how i did all of these things. but to the best of my ability:

i moved the "left side img" to the right side of the screen. i also made this element "responsive" so the image will never get cropped when you resize your screen. this was a bitch and a half to figure out and i truthfully do not remember how i did it

i deleted the text in the drop-down navigation so it appears as a little line that is otherwise not noticeable. this type of theme, the "redux edit," used to be very popular because having a drop-down menu let you cram a bunch of links that lead to sub-pages on your blog. i've done away with my sub-pages, but i still like the format of the "redux style" tumblr theme, for its minimal UI and for its customization options.

i separated my mobile description from my web description for formatting reasons. basically, most elements in tumblr themes are connected to specific text fields and toggles. i simply went to the section that was connected to my blog description and deleted it. the web description has to be manually typed inside of the CSS/HTML editor when i want to change it. whereas my mobile description is whatever i type in the "description" box of the normal tumblr theme editors.

i added code someone else made ("NoPo" by drannex42 on GitHub) which allows you to hide posts with certain tags on them. i did this to hide my pinned post, as it looks bad on desktop.

i replaced the tiny pagination arrows at the bottom with images that literally say "next" and "back" because the arrows were far too small/illegible. i know they aren't centered in the container i'm not sure how to fix that lol

i added a cursor

i installed a working music box ("music player #3" by glenthemes), and then added music by uploading MP3 files to discord and then using the links of those files as the audio sources. iirc i also had to make this element responsive and i aligned it so it would sit on the left side of my screen. i made the "album art" for each one the same strawberry pixel art

the moth is just a PNG i added and then moved around so it was behind my sidebar using the options that came pre-packaged with the theme

if you want something like the strawberry shortcake decoration at the top (called "banner" in the theme) your best bet is to google "pixel divider"

theme didn't support favicon so i added that in so i could have a little heart

ALSO:

this theme is. really weird about backgrounds. any background that i have ever set for it, i've had to do weird shit in photoshop. like making the background HUGE, mirroring it, etc. - because it would crop the image weird, or there would be a gap where there was no image. idk man, it's haunted. i'm sure there's a way to fix this but i am NOT tech savvy enough. anyway, patterns are probably your best friend. and if you DO want something that isn't a pattern, it's going to take a lot of trial and error. but i love this theme so i deal with it 😭

the sidebar image and the floating image do not scale. if your image is 1000 pixels, it will display at 1000 pixels. you'll either have to edit the code so that the theme scales the image for you, or resize any images before you add them

my white whale of theme editing (aside from the Weird Background thing) is that i cannot get infinite scrolling to work. i have tried every code out there. all of them break my theme. it makes me sad because like. i have music there for a reason. the idea is that people would listen to it while they scroll. unfortunately, the way it's set up now, the music will stop every time someone clicks "next" or "back" 💀

anyway sorry for rambling but i hope you enjoy the the theme and customizing it in the way that you want to!

[pertinax--loculos]

OC in Fifteen

I was tagged by the always-lovely @winterandwords for this tag game!

Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture the character/personality/vibe of the OC. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you're free to include those as well!

Tagging back @winterandwords because I can never get enough, plus soft tags for @dontjudgemeimawriter @frostedlemonwriter, @artdecosupernova-writing, @sunset-a-story and @kd-holloman

In the spirit of keeping with my goals for this year (and also because I need fifteen pieces of dialogue and a lot of my brainrot-WIPs at the moment don't necessarily have that) I'm going to do this for Latrell, of Absent That Night fame (noting these are mostly random lines, not really character-revealing):

I "So here's a fun question," he said, leaning back in his chair.

II "I know." Nox grinned now, flashing startlingly white teeth. "You're gonna help me catch the guy that did." "No I am fucking well not."

III "If you have a problem," Latrell said, breaking the silence, breaking his rule, like he always ended up doing here, in this situation, with Ronan, "Feel free to elucidate any time."

IV "Well, fuck that," Latrell snarled. "I'm done. I'm not working with a fucking criminal, especially one who has yet to provide any assistance. I'm gonna find whoever killed Carrie, but I'm not fucking looping you in on anything else. We're done."

V “You’ve claimed it wasn’t you, and then blackmailed me into helping you prove it, and then assaulted me with the Orn when I protested. Far as I’m concerned, we’ve established fuck all.”

VI “Yeah,” Latrell snapped, swiping up the mug and inspecting it, mostly so he didn’t have to look at Nox’s smug face. “That’s totally what it is, not that I’ve got a fucking felon on my doorstep.”

VII “What,” he gasped out through his protesting lungs, “The fuck?”

VIII “Fair? What the hell would you know about fair? Half the words that come out of your mouth are fucking lies, apparently you spent half of last night fucking following me around, and—” “I wasn’t—” “—and you act like you’re not even doing these things!”

IX “I’m loathe to agree with anything you say.”

X “I do not give a single fuck about your best interests. I just don’t wanna mess up my hands.”

XI "What sort of maniac builds an aquarium underground?"

XII “It’s… complicated, alright? And I’ll go into more detail when we get there. Just figured I shouldn’t spring it on you right after you’ve just met our favourite felon.”

XIII “And because you can’t be lying to me.” Wretched. Pleading. Begging. “You can’t.”

XIV Latrell said, “I’d kill a man for some caffeine.”

XV "Say I believe you." He didn't. He didn't. "Why would you tell me this? Now?"

[autisticblueteam]

Appears from the ether again, after months of only being present enough to fill my queue up, with some WIP snippets from the gen:LOCK re-write I mentioned before...

And also finally adressing these tags lmao, sorry @thesouppond I realise these are like 3 months old.

#FUCK IM JUST SEEING THIS NOW???#FUCK YEAH 2024 SEASON OF EVERYONE GETS TO REWRITE GENLOCK CAUSE FUCK S2#Ahem anyway hi genlock moot :)))#I love your writing btw! Ive read your existing GL fics theyre great!#at this point if someone can give me a GL fic i havent already met I will forever be indebted to you i am DYING for GL content

We're really out here trying our best to do better by GL than HBO did huh!! I've been loving Reloaded, it was so nice to see someone else pop up in the gL tag after it was comparatively dead for so long. I've been working on my re-write since just after s2 came out and it was lonely in there for a while there lmao.

So I'm glad you enjoyed the couple of fics I've already done! I'm re-using parts of one of them for the actual re-write since I'm going for the 'keep the basic bones of s2 but aim to fix the execution into something less shit/re-work the worst bits' and I didn't want to write that first nemesis fight over again from total scratch lmao...

I want to finish writing all of the re-write before I post it in full, but that does mean it's taking forever whoops.

I'm still not past the introduction of Sinclair as his portion is so involved and I keep getting distracted by other projects/hobbies, but I did finally get to a point where my take on Sinclair is actually fun to write! I'm keeping his boyfriend because I did at least like that Sinclair was made canonically queer and they're actually cute when I'm just doing my own thing.

So since I feel like posting some WIP bits, here's my favourite Chris/Sinclair stuff I've done so far.

“YEAH! Take that you fucked up tin can!” Sinclair winced. The shout was like an ice pick being driven into his skull, but it was also what finally drove him to lift his head. There ahead of him, wielding a large piece of debris in one hand, was a heavyset Asian man dressed in torn clothes and covered in grime. He reared back, and for a split second Sinclair thought that projectile was for him, until he heard an impact, and the last of the humming died. The man brushed off his hands, pride written on every feature, and in that moment he was the most beautiful thing Sinclair had ever seen. “Coast’s clear!” the stranger called behind him. There was movement, but Sinclair didn’t care to look, his attention caught by the man’s approach. “And we’ve got a live one.” Sinclair’s throat was so dry he broke down coughing twice, in the time it took the stranger to kneel in front of him. “I-I’m not Union. I-I know— with the uniform, and the—” Another violent burst of coughing cut him off. The stranger handed him a canteen and a crooked smile. “Yeah, no shit. You’ve got way too much emotion on your face to be even a defector,” he said, and if Sinclair wasn’t so busy chugging the offered water, he might have mustered a laugh. “That, plus, the lack of helmet, the collapsing, and the drone getting ready to turn you into a novelty cheese grater kinda gave it away.” “Christ, I could kiss you right now,” Sinclair blurted and then regretted in quick succession. Fuck. He’d been in near solitary too long, his filter had worn away to nothing and he was making a damn fool of himself in front of the first sane people he’d seen in weeks. Except the stranger just… laughed, good-naturedly. “Close, the name’s Chris, not Christ. And I’d say buy me dinner first, but it’s a bit hard out here.”

AND then a little later...

“What about the refugee railroads?” Chris lowered his beer bottle and wiped his mouth. “Too far.” “Vanguard safe crossings?” “Too far.” “The— fucking Canadian border?” Chris laughed, “Too far. Further than either of the other things. Jesus, dude. You sure you haven’t got a concussion?” “Mostly,” Sinclair said, rubbing his face with his intact hand. “I just— you’re going to die if you stay here. A drone only has to get lucky once.” “And if we go deeper in, we’ll only die faster,” Chris said with a simple shrug. “We already have to pack up and move every few weeks when the line moves. And every time, the Polity border gets a little bit further away. Believe me, man, I want nothing more than to get outta here, but it’s just not happening.” “What if I helped?” The offer fell out before he’d consciously decided to make it, but Sinclair stood by it. Even when Chris looked at him dubiously. “No offence, dude, but you’re just one guy. And two days ago you could barely stand.” “And now I’m fine,” Sinclair insisted. “I’m a soldier. I was decorated for valour after I got my squad out of a run-in with the Union that should’ve killed us all. I was the only one who could even still hold a gun. I swear, I could get you somewhere safe. Are you really telling me you’d rather keep sitting around waiting to die than take a risk?” Chris’s brow furrowed, and he didn’t answer immediately, taking another swig from his scratched up bottle of beer. Sinclair sighed. “Look. I need to get to a Vanguard base one way or another. I don’t want to leave you guys behind if I don’t have to. I owe you my life. And maybe dinner.” Chris almost choked on his drink. “Wow,” he laughed, clearing his throat, “you sure pick your moments, huh?” Sinclair shrugged. “Figure if you’re not actually into it I’ll just blame the concussion.” “That you don’t have.” “Exactly.” Chris rolled his eyes, but he was smiling. “Smooth. Smooth operator. Alright, alright, fine, we’ll talk to the others in the morning. It might be a tougher sell when they’re not the ones getting dinner with a hot soldier out of it, but hey, guess we’ll see.” “Are you looking past the just-got-done-being-tortured chic, here, or is that part of the charm?” “Are you kidding? There’s a whole genre focused on how hot soldier guys look after they’ve been through hell.” “Not sure that’s the intended takeaway of action movies.” “Well,” Chris shrugged, starting to pick at a can of food, “it was definitely my takeaway.” Sinclair laughed. Honest-to-god laughed, in a way he was surprised he was even capable of after the last few weeks. The normality of the moment was like a balm on all the aching parts of him, mental and physical alike. For a moment he could almost forget that the reason he looked like shit was because he’d just escaped the worst experience of his life. For a moment it felt like the fight was over.

Now I just have to actually get through the remainder of my Sinclair set-up and then I'll be only one chapter away from finishing the first half of the fic... so close and yet so far lmao.

[alphabetboyluvr]

Ok so I saw that long ass post that anon sent you about the vote thing on Wattpad, and while I don’t agree with some of what they said where they told you what to do (which they shouldn’t have done, they were rude) I do actually agree with them where they said people don’t tend to look at the votes when deciding whether or not to read a story. I actually think the whole vote thing is just something only authors care about, not readers.

As an avid reader on Wattpad, I do give votes just because authors like it- but I don’t actually give a shit about how many votes a story has when I’m looking for my next story to read. I look at the number of views- which I think you’ll find most readers do, even though the view count can be skewed.

Either way, I do think the whole vote thing should be taken off Wattpad as to the majority of readers, they really don’t care about it and it doesn’t give a good representation of how good a story is

I've been thinking about this all a lot ever since the last anon came in. I'll probably avoid answering questions about this topic again, but there does seem to be disconnect between the writer and reader standpoint, so I'll try and explain my thoughts as best I can without waffling for ages lol

my answer is to this ask, but also to the topic in general, and thoughts I've had regarding that last anon.

it's a really difficult topic to discuss because wattpad has an algorithm that is never really explained to writers. i cant say its important because xyz - i can just give you my own experience. ive been on wattpad for 11 years and have seen it through many changes. i used to use the activity tab to find new stories, and i honestly think getting rid of that was detrimental to the user experience tbh.

as it stands, we don't know what the algorithm favours, so we have to do what we can.

and what can we do? we can tag our work, we can acquire reads and votes, and then we can do more laborious things such as entering award books run by other users and engaging with our readers in various ways.

the tag system, and trending stories under those tabs, are really skewed. for instance, I don't think any of my stories have ever made it onto the fanfic tab, nor have I ever ranked highly under tags despite having really engaged readers and metrics which would suggest I would be.

so, unlike what the last anon said, my stories haven't always been 'out there'. word of mouth, and some stroke of luck tiktoks, are what's pushed them more than anything. so in that way, yeah the desire for votes is flawed—but personally I don't think read count is indicative of quality. if we're thinking about it from a marketing standpoint and conversion rates etc, votes a far more indicative of quality and I'd rather be known for quality over quantity.

the last anon also specifically noted the number of reads/follows I have on wattpad, and suggested that I shouldn't care because those numbers are high—which, respectfully I disagree with. if I didn't care in the early days, I wouldn't have pushed myself to make it to where i am. you can't just expect me to switch off that part of my personality. I'm ambitious and I really care about the things I create.

my girliepop oc's tend to have ambitious streaks and personal goals that they work hard for. they take after their mother, in that sense.

i think what confuses me the most is why it irks people, when you boil it down. its a tap on the screen for readers—and having just uploaded an 11k chapter that took hours to write, to edit, to craft, only to then be told its not worth it? i dunno man, it's just mean lol.

you can think these thing by all means, but don't come into my space just to be cruel. sometimes it okay to keep your opinions in your group chats.

the system is flawed, but I don't think you can blame a gal for just trying to work with it in the only way she knows how

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i created my own ikemen wrapped for 2023. this is how i feel about the routes i played by the end of the year!!

this isnt spoiler free so tread carefully!!

IKEMEN VAMPIRE!!

im sorry jean you would have had a higher rating if i DIDN'T play your route. i'm mostly neutral towards a lot of them but i ADORE the top four. it becomes even funnier when you realize that the top four are the only ones whose routes i have completed.

i played isaac's route twice, shakespeare's route twice, vincent's route once, and arthur's route once. i started comte's route only to drop it, and i am currently on jean's route!! i did not diversify my suitors at all JAHSJASGHD

a memorable thing about each suitor i played this year:

one thing i remember about isaac is when he started to fall in love with her, the scene in the church when he tied that ribbon in her hair. i nearly choked when he called her darling, he was smiling so sweetly and holding her so close. it was such a tender scene.

( honorable mention to that certain fanart i was tagged in so many times that the op called me a true isaac lover or something along those lines. it made me really happy that so many people, even people i didn't know, knew how much i adore him. )

for will, my most memorable moment of him was when i realized i loved him after playing vincent's route. i hadn't cried that hard over a character's misfortune in a while, but will's always been good at giving me a rollercoaster of emotions.

( honorable mention to vio calling my love for will blinding, ive thought about it a lot ever since she said that C: )

my most memorable moment of vincent was when he tried so hard to make mc genuinely smile on her first few days in the mansion. he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable so he tried his absolute best to make sure she could be herself and be happy. he really is an angel.

for arthur, it is one hundred percent his apology to mc for almost biting her. i've never seen him look more like a sad puppy in my five months of playing and honestly, it was so nice to see him reflecting on his actions and actually being able to admit his feelings (since we know arthur isnt the best with that.)

( once again, honorable mention to my enemies to lovers arc with this man. he's really not as bad as he appears, he is one of the most tender hearted and sweet men in the whole game. give him a chance if your heart allows it!! )

even though i'm not done with either comte's or jean's route, comte's most memorable moment was when he called the mc strong in chapter one. it was nice too see someone acknowledge her situation and try their best to help her instead of biting her. side eye.

and on that note, i'm sorry jean but your most memorable moment is the only one that made me angry. i hate that he bit her and i hate that the writing just skipped past it like it meant nothing. im blaming this on the writing itself because i believe jean's route is a good route so far, but it would have been so much better if it had a different beginning. but if i pick one that was actually wholesome, i'd say whenn he took her to the field of lilies and said the flowers were very her.

i started playing on july 2nd, 2023!! and what a journey it has been ^^

IKEMEN PRINCE!!

my first route was yves!! i wanted to play licht's first but people talked me out if it because his route is HEAVY!! i ended up playing rio's, then licht's, then nokto's, then i played about halfway through clavis's before keith's route was released. i played keith's route twice and then hopped back over to clavis, and i'm currently finishing up his route!!

a memorable thing about each suitor i played this year:

when mc chased after yves when he was leaving for obsidian just to tell him she loved him i was SCREAMING. i remember really admiring how much strength it must have taken to go to the kingdom that abandoned you.

for rio, it was 100% the discussion he had with nokto about how he doesn't want to be with mc because he might put her in danger by being with her, but ultimately he can't help himself. that was such a good insight into his character.

licht's route was. intense. and because of that it was packed with moments that i agonized over. but overall, i think what nokto told mc about how the closer she got to licht, the more she was hurting him stuck with me the most. it really showcased the bond between the twins and sent a knife through my heart :C

i actually forgot i played nokto's route and skipped right over him, and that probably says a lot LMAO oops. honestly i thought his route's pacing was weird but the romantic ending was very cute. the most memorable moment from his route wasnt even a cute one HELP!!! when mc straight up slapped him for no reason and he was like "oh so slapping me helps you huh??" and she was like " :(( no...." and then they made out like WHAT!!!

clavis is also a very memorable person, and after spending a lot of time analyzing him i know why so many people love him now. something that really stuck with me was his philosophy on government and how the current ruler decides whats right and wrong. i think the same about people in power so it was nice to see my sentiments reflected in a prince.

oooh its time for my favorite prince!! keith also had a lot of memorable moments and ive been sitting here for like ten minutes trying to pick out the best ones.

for nice keith, i'd say the moment when he told mc he would try his best to stop saying "a guy like me" and "i'm sorry" over and over. it really touched me because i know how hard it is to break that habit and it made me really happy when he said he'd try ^^

wicked keith was such a TEASE but the most memorable moment with him was when he and mc went out to that cafe and he actually answered a lot of her questions. i know that may seem trival but it felt like a sigh of trust to me and that felt really sweet.

( honorable mention to the scene were they gave mc the earrings they picked out for her during the christmas event, i actually cried. )

i started playing on july 11th, 2023!!

IKEMEN REVOLUTION!!

my first route was kyle ash and honestly i'd say for a guy i don't like romantically his route was very memorable. he's a great first route and if anyone is a bit indecisive as to who they want to pick i'd definitely recommend him!! ANYWAYS moving on, i played harr's route next, then edgar, zero, jonah, then i tried playing ray's but he was being stinky so i started lancelot's route.

a memorable thing about each suitor i played this year:

like i said, kyle had one of the best route i've ever read. listen to vivi aka the ikerev authority people. i remember lots of bits and pieces from his route, such as his determination to keep people alive, his pig goo, mc making him soup so he wouldnt drink himself to sleep, his gentle care for her once he figured out he liked her, how he pointed out the full moon and told her she could go home and was happy when she chose to stay, how he waited until everything was over to let her know how he felt, how he DIDNT DRINK on the night he wanted to make love to her, OUOTUOROUGUOUROHGH IM TELLING YOU HIS ROUTE WAS TOP TIER. but the thing that stood out to me the most was how him and mc worked together to save amon, and furthermore, to uphold kyle's principles. it was so heartwarming when mc told him to stick to what he believed in (even if i wanted to punch amon's teeth out during that scene)

i would keep talking about kyle's route but i have to move!! on!! because harr's route was peak domesticity. the first time he took his mask off in front of mc is one of my favorite moments (i actually did a happy little dance when i saw the other half of his face ehhe) because it shows such beautiful trust in her and arghgougohugo INSANE.

the most memorable moment of edgar's route was absolutely when he was so hesitant to let alice hold his hands, but when she takes them so comments on how warm they are. it was such an emotional moment because edgar was definitely feeling very complicated but alice was still there for him. i love them together :((

( honorable mention to vio saying i was alice reincarnated when i talked about that scene were they were all calling sweets evil LMAO that made me very giddy ^^ )

( second honorable mention to edgar asking mc if she thought pickles were a wolf in sheep's clothing??? weirdo. )

i was intrigued by zero all the way back in harr's route, and i started to really like him during edgar's route when he was trying his best to protect mc, which was really sweet. absoLUTELY the most memorable moment in his route was when he was fighting against the magic tower and he emerges from the rubble with an injured arm and a smile, just to tell alice "i'm home." i was crying like a BABY. zero i love you. please marry me.

jonah's route is a classic and a fan favorite, and i can see why. he starts out being arrogant and hell (and its irritating tbh) BUT he melts so quickly under gentle love and care. anyways, the red army routes seem to have a theme of giving up your position for what you believe is right because it happened like three times okay!! and jonah became a "traitor" to the red army just to protect alice. it was him and her against cradle and i will NEVER forget that.

lancelot's first impression was really bad but after playing all the red army routes and finally, his own route, i've grown to like him a lot. what really sticks out to me about his route is when he takes mc away from the dance floor because they're being stared at and they have a heart to heart. he tells you a single white rose would suit her or smth along those lines and when i looked up the meaning and saw it meant hope and renewal i DIED.

i started playing on july 27th, 2023!!

IKEMEN SENGOKU!!

my first route for sengoku was mitsunari, then kenshin, then kennyo, then sasuke, then kanetsugu, then yoshimoto. the only routes that didn't bore me to death at the end were mitsunari's, kennyo's (i was actually shocked when the route ended, it felt like the perfect length to me), and sasuke's. i can't speak for yoshimoto though since i just started. i feel like ikesen has a tendency to reallyyyy stretch out the routes but maybe thats just me.

a memorable thing about each suitor i played this year:

mitsunari was such a good first route for me, and the most memorable part of his route was definitely when he challenged nobunaga for mc. not only was it unexpected but i was so proud of him for betting so much on his plan AHGRHGG mitsunari my beloved.

kenshin's route was crazy but EASILY the best part was when mc rode into battle with an army of her own to stop kenshin from FLATTENING the country. she kicked ASS and earned the title "goddess of war" for what she did and that was so cool of her.

i played kennyo's route because of the parallels between him and kenshin and WOW i did not regret it. his route was phenomenal but the most memorable part was when mc and him buried the bell that kennyo had kept with him to remind him of all the lives he felt he was at fault for losing. it symbolized finally letting those people have their peace, and furthermore, kennyo's inner peace. it was beautiful.

sasuke really got me when he THREW himself into battle with kenshin after kenshin lied about him and mc liking each other. sasuke's desperation to let her know that he couldn't stand her being with someone else made my heart RACE. it was so nice to see a suitor finally being on the more "selfish" side.

kanetsugu's route had the Wonderful experience of mc carrying a head!! a decapitated head!! and while i'm sure he has a lot of cute moments (one of them being when he told mc he loved her and she FREAKED OUT) I CANNOT GET OVER MC PICKING UP A DECAPITATED HEAD LIKE ITS NOTHING!!! shes a trooper.

yoshimoto's route gives you the unique (and memorable!!) experience of a warlord actually viewing you as a friend instead of an enemy!! (keep in mind this is coming from someone who has only played ONE oda forces route. im constantly on the "enemy side" oops) i thought his mindset was very refreshing after months of "oh nooo we cant see each other we're enemiesssss"

i started playing on july 27th, 2023!!

this took me so long to write oh my goodness. it was fun though!! im thinking about how all of this information is only five months worth of playing so i dont know how im going to handle TWELVE MONTHS PLUS A NEW GAME but i'll figure it out. i might leave the fandom before then idk!! who knows!! but anyways thank you if you read my thoughts i love sharing them even though i know its a lot hehehe

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I (@leverage-ot3) want to appreciate both orv fans and leverage fans for getting this far!!! obviously we both have a lot of fans and support and we should be friends not enemies!!!

I see a lot of people being like idek who those [leverage ot3 characters] are and someone called them clowns (derogatory) in the tags but please be nice!!! we can be rivals but also appreciate one another!!! I for one am very interested in orv now after all your propaganda and I really hope some of you have read the propaganda posts about leverage and are interested!

I’ve learned about a lot of new polyships because of this competition and I’d love to consume more of that media!!! let’s appreciate each other, not being each other down 💖💖💖

for those of you that don’t know: leverage is where the term competence porn was popularized. they are SOOOOO good at what they do (crime)!!! the woman in the ship is canon autistic but also the leader of international leverage crews and is canon the best thief in the world! the black man is referenced many times as the smartest man they have ever known and kicks the shit out of negative black man stereotypes! he is nerdy and kind and emotionally intelligent and full of love and is also buff! and eliot has done very bad things but the theme of the show has always been redemption! they all love each other and respect each other very much and spend time learning about each other’s interests and uplifting each other

also each episode is 45 minutes of rich powerful people eating shit and then going to jail 🫡🫡🫡

i accidentally clicked on this pic and idk how to delete it cause mobile is weird help. i dont wanna close and reopen the answer so just have this for free as a treat

anyway yeah ive seen confusion from both sides tbf but leverage has been getting that since round 1 which i think is hilarious because yall are very a strong fandom clearly theres so many of you voting and there have been a lot since round 1, yet i still get tags from ppl who dont know what leverage is. which in itself is fine but pls dont be rude yall!! thats not what we're about

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@skye707 tagged me! Hopefully that means I'll catch a stray Riddler..

CMON Arkhamverse, fingers crossed! Jkjk.

Ten of my favorite movies in no particular order!

This was hard af actually because as soon as I read it I forgot every movie ive ever seen. Suddenly, all cinema ceased to exist. Thanks brain.

That being said I did my best as-per my recollection and am probably missing things I quite love. Woopsie.

Rules: post 10 of your favorite movies and tag 10 people.

#1: Fantasia (1941)

This one has been my favorite since I was 2 years old. Beautiful art, Disney, and Classical music. It's just a win.

#2: The Phantom of the Opera (2005)

This is all of nothing like the book and my 15 year old emo ass really wanted Christine to go with the phantom despite all the red flags.

Now that I'm an adult I think they'd have been a lovely poly couple, and Erik needs counselling. That being said it's still one of my top favorite movies ever.. Who knew Emmy Rossom and Gerard Butler could SING?

I still love to play it and sing every word, the absolute chagrin of my daughter.

#3: Queen of the Damned (2002):

Anne Rice, Vampires, a soundtrack that quite possibly shaped my entire music taste for life--

This movie is honestly terrible, but in a SO bad its GOOD way. Cult classic 100%.

For an emo 12 year old in the early 2000's this was the best shit EVER, right there beside MCR.

#4: Pride and Prejudice (2005):

SOMETHING ABOUT ME: I love books. I love THIS book. and I love this movie based on this book. -- Mr. Darcy, you are a charmer.

#5: Yellow Submarine (1968):

Another one that's been a top favorite since I was only 2 years old.

I grew up on Beatles, and before I was emo (Around 9 years old) I had a hippy phase where I only wore tie-die and listened to 60s music, with Beatles being my top. This throws me back to them days every time.

#6: Minority Report (2002)

Let's get this out of the way first: Tom Cruise is batshit crazy as a person. I completely acknowledge this. That being said I think this movie is very well done and has a very valid moral that can forever apply to society and social justice as a whole.

It also had a very short run TV Mini series in 2015 (Without Cruise) that was a continuation/sequel of the movie, which I ABSOLUTELY loved just as much. There is only 10 episodes and I was SO sad it was cancelled

#7: Encanto (2021)

By far the newest one on this list.

Good music.

I'm in love with a 50yr old RAT man.

What else can I say?

#8: Much Ado About Nothing (1993)

Another book turned movie,

ANYTHING Shakespeare is always iconic, but I think this version is absolutely my favorite. Perfect casting, perfect acting, and Dr. Willson from House is one of the main characters! (You may also recognize Professor Trelawney and Professor Lockhart from Harry Potter as your two main characters. <3 When HP first came out I can tell you I was SO excited for something different than what everyone else was because It was awesome to see them together in the same movie again, for me, since I loved this farrrrr first.

#9: 10 Things I Hate About You (1999)

a 90s classic, and ALSO a modern adaptation of another Shakespeare story: The Taming of the Shrew.

It's was very well done, modernizing (For the time) while still sticking to the story. Great cast, great acting, and an icon of the 1990s despite being a story of the 1590s.

I think this movie hit home in a way that other modern Shakespeare adaptations (Such as Romeo + Juliet (1996) and She's the Man 2006)) Missed the mark on. (Although, did you remember Channing Tatum was in that? I didn't! Haha.)

#10: Digimon: The Movie (2000)

Why? I can't tell you why. When this came out was at the height of me being super into Digimon. The art is different from the show in a way that I just vibe with. The entire movie just has a VIBE to it and it brings back good memories. ALL THE GOOD VIBES.

Honorable Mentions:

Counting these as ONE:

Batman (1989) Batman Returns(1992) Batman Forever (1995) Batman & Robin (1997)

SO despite having 3 different Batmans and only two being directed by Tim Burton, these movies ARE supposed to go together.

They are hokey, and for the most part I consider them a comedic AU, HOWEVER, that will never override a few things:

Firstly, these movies are what got me into Batman and Batverse originally, before the animated series came out.

Secondly, the animated series came out BECAUSE of these movies, and was at least loosely based on them (Which is why Selina was blonde in TAS, to tie in, though they later rectified that in TNBA)

And three, the ENTIRE aesthetic of the movie AND the musical scores being by Danny Elfman are their own works of absolute art that I will ALWAYS appreciate.

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WRATH & LUST . t.kei / y.tadashi

synopsis ✧ you hate tsukishima kei. you do everything in your power to make his life miserable but nothing works. now you have no choice but to fuck his best friend

cws/tags ✧ college au , enemies to enemies who screw, cursing, fob, smut, vaginal, oral (giving), degredation, impact play, begging, squirting — minors dni

parts ✧ i. ii. iii. iv.

completely taken back, his jaw drops and a heat rises to his face, painting his features a deep red he can only attempt to hide with his palm. "what is wrong with you?" he stammers from the sheer disbelief.

"aw," you say in a mocking tone, "don't be embarrassed, tsukishima. okay, maybe be a bit embarrassed. but it's normal to be insecure about that ki—"

"what is wrong with you? is this a joke to you?!" he repeats, far more ferociously this time, while pushing you back against the bed, cornering you, "you are a disgusting, perverted asshole and you're going to rot in hell. never come near me again!" his disgruntled yet rigid facade has slowly devolved throughout the conversation, leaving him as a screaming, livid mess.

"so, what i'm hearing is, you want to screw me so bad."

tsukishima can't stand that shit-eating look on your face; he wants to shut you up somehow, prove he's the one in charge. and he does so by slamming his lips down against yours, finally freed from the tightness across his abdomen. he's not sure what provoked him to take this course of action but as soon as your lips meet, he embraces it by groaning into the kiss and leaning into it.

instinctually you stumble backwards at the abrupt — although, not unforeseen — contact, and due to your close proximity to the bed, you fall back onto the downy sheets with tsukishima refusing to break the kiss and following suit. albeit he's able brace himself with his arms to avoid landing on you.

your lips move eagerly against his, to his surprise, and you even snake your arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. unaware of how passionately you longed for this until you were one, melting into his touch and soaking up his intoxicating scent.

the desire and yearning snuck up on the poor, unwitting man too. one second he wanted you dead , now he's grinding his throbbing bulge against the fabric of your skirt, itching to tear your clothes right off. things change so quickly it's impossible for him to keep track of how he's supposed to feel, in this moment he found it easiest to listen to his primal impulse, that's telling him to pin your ankles up by your ears and not stop until he's satisfied. he didn't care if fucking you went against what he believed in. it ought to teach you an important lesson, anyway.

his erection stiffened against your skin, the snug sensation of your thighs capturing his cock prompted him to hook an arm under your knees, making them bend so he could see up your skirt. for this reason, only, he parted from your frenzied kiss so he could appraise your pussy.

having seen your panties on the ground — and literally chucked them at you — he knew you weren't wearing any, yet the sight of your vulnerable, moist cunt still pleasantly surprised him. "zero shame. bare pussy out 'n everything." a sly smirk spread across his features as he ran a slender finger between your folds, assessing how wet you were.

perhaps it was rude of him to think this but as he examined your damp, puckered hole, he can't help but wonder how the reserved, benign yamaguchi managed to get you so soaked. regardless, he swore to himself that by the time he was done with you, yamaguchi's name would no longer be a word in your vocabulary, he'd fuck the memories right out of you.

two fingers penetrate your hole, raw from how hard yamaguchi fucked you, not even ten minutes ago. the discomfort caused a hiss to slip through your defences, and as he moved his fingers inside you, slowly gaining momentum and speed, he snarled, "be quiet. unless you want everyone to hear how much of a desperate whore you are."

his digits increase in vigour and aggression, piercing into you, the palm of his hand colliding with your clit in rapid succession. the pleasure he sent wracking through you was unreal; all the nasty names were so worth it, soon enough your moans will be loud enough to drown out his annoying voice anyway. your back arched at the brutal, startling simulation, resulting in long whines being drawn out of you. he scowled; on one hand, he scorned how overt you were being, but on the other, the thought of the whole floor hearing him make you his bitch was exciting, the blood rushing to his cock almost making him light-headed.

tsukishima concentrated on your twitching figure as he fingered you mercilessly. from recently having your hole abused by yamaguchi's dextrous tongue, you found yourself approaching your orgasm prematurely, and he took note of that. so just as you were about to come undone around his fingers, he halted.

your eyes, that had previously been squeezed shut, heaved open to stare at him with a bemused and dismayed expression, which was exactly what he was hoping for. "what? did you think i was going to let you enjoy that? you must be an idiot."

he sharply yanked his fingers out, and you gasped as the stark, cool air flooded against your sensitive hole. you roll your eyes at his smartass judgement; he's a lot hotter when his mouth his closed.

your skirt is lazily dropped onto the floor once tsukishima pulls it off. he runs his thumb over your slit before he climbs off the bed and begins to undo his belt, and you can't help but breathe a deadened sigh of relief now that he was finally getting to the real deal.

"take your top off." he muttered while his eyes are drilled to his belt buckle.

you scoff to yourself and lay on your back with your legs spread. "you should be grateful i let you take my skirt off."

"take it off or i'll rip it off you." he asserts with sparing you a glance.

you pout; not wanting him to think he is the boss of you, but having witnessed his deranged behaviour, you wouldn't put it past him to tear your shirt off. so begrudgingly, you peel your top off from over your head. neatly fold it and put it on the side. only for tsukishima to pick it up and cast it onto the floor, just to be petty.

you'd bark something back at him in response, but you become distracted by the fact his trousers have been fully removed, leaving him in only his briefs, the front of which has been lowered to free his cock. tip teasing your entrance, it pokes your hole and retreats, a string of thick slick connecting you.

"you're too easy." he mused, swiping his finger over your pussy to break the strand. his tip continued to poke and prod at your entrance, whenever you thought he was about to penetrate, he'd immediately pull away. at first you thought he was prepping his cock, but this went on for over two minutes.

eventually you groaned, "are you going to give it to me or not?"

"so needy." he chuckled, shallowly thumbing your slit, "not until you beg for it."

"you're dreaming." you jeer, while he casually picks up your legs and rests them on his shoulders.

there is a chance he is dreaming, or maybe you just don't know what you're missing yet. an obscene squelching noise sounds from your pussy as he forces his tip into you, and you bite your lip to cope with how you already feel strained with only his tip. it's uncomfortable yet you are still thirty for more.

"kei.." you whine, "please."

a smug look crosses his face but it drops when he realises that is all you have to say, he expecting that to be the beginning of a chorus of pleas and prayers, but you haven't resumed. "is that all?" he asks in a derisive manner, "you're going to have to do better than that."

"i said please, tsukishima." your voice is low, and your walls twitch around his tip, "i need all of you."

"all of what?"

you sigh through your nose and cast your watery gaze aside, looking to yamaguchi's plain walls for an ounce of comfort, muttering, "all of your dick. i want it so bad."

his firm grip finds your jaw and forces you to face him, "look at me. i want to see the humiliation in your eyes." he states nonchalantly. his grasp doesn't let up, though it relaxes ever so slight to allow you to talk again.

"please, kei. please give it to me." you beg, any semblance of dignity that remained being thrown out the window. "i need you so so much. please help me."

his eyes look down upon you; cold and unforgiving, as always. what you can't tell is that behind his forbidding exterior, he is starting to warm up to you. he detects a level of sincerity that wasn't there before, and it pleases him.

but to you he reads as unwavering, so you carry on, "fuck, kei. please. you're the only one that ca— ngh!"

a unstifled moan is pried from you as, without warning tsukishima pushes into you, exhaling a small sigh of pleasure at how your creamy walls encase him so nicely. "that's right. so fucking cock-hungry."

so tight too, it's like he only just fits inside. he'd never tell you that though, your ego doesn't need to be any bigger than it already is. be that as it may, he's starting to understand why yamaguchi wanted to keep you as his little secret for so long.

his whole length dug into you, the fullness of your pussy pulling a guttural moan from you. he bit his bottom lip, trying his hardest not to burst by simply watching your face contort and your body writhe due to his cock. "aren't you going to thank me?"

"thank you.." you mewl, eyes tightly shut.

"no. what did i tell you." he grunted, your lewd expressions making it difficult for him to restrain himself, "look at me."

you prised your heavy lids up, so cock-drunk already it proved challenging to focus your eyes on him. "thank you."

satisfied with your proclamation of gratitude, his cock rams into you, treating your voracious pussy to flood of pain and pleasure. he was in complete control of every movement he made; his thrusts are vicious yet calculated.

by keeping his hands on your hips and manoeuvring your whole body to his whims, he is able to pull his entire length out of you then pump it right back in. he made use of every single inch of your plush walls, using you as a squirming fleshlight to milk himself dry.

being fucked by tsukishima was like nothing you've ever experienced. he's distant yet every action is so deliberate, and he maintains a steady pace throughout, pulling so far out that when he plunges back into you, the collision of both of your hips causes your tits to shake. perhaps that was intentional as that was were tsukishima's eyes were fixed to. you assume this is the closest thing mankind has to robot sex.

his breath hitches, grinding his teeth together; he's teetering on an orgasm, and has been doing so since his tip first entered your velvety hole, but has had to resist spilling into you too early because he knows you'll ridicule him to hell.

but the bliss from your wet, plump walls hugging his cock, as he slides all the way in and out of you grows to be too much. precum is leaking into you and you can both feel it.

it's been around five minutes since he started railing you, he figures that's long enough, so he lets himself burst inside you, his hot cum flooding into you and coating your insides. even once he's done, he doesn't pull out, basking in your warmth while his fingers get to work.

you're whining profanities under your breath, tits bouncing while his cock vehemently destroys your pussy; may as well split you down the middle. there's a break in your moans when he ejaculates in you, relishing the congestive sensation, though you expect the onslaught of stimulation to end now that tsukishima has finished.

you couldn't be more wrong.

his fingers spring to your clit without hesitation: rubbing, pinching and flicking. soon enough, the familiar knot that has been curling within you splits; your back arches as far as it can, a sensual scream emits from your throat, and your pussy clenches around him as you reach your first orgasm courtesy of tsukishima kei.

puffs and wheezes fill the room, your chests both rise and fall, almost in sync, complemented by the air of boundless wrath and lust that surrounded the pair of you. your given a moment to come down from your high before tsukishima asks, "how many times did you do it with yamaguchi?"

"what?" you gasp. you think you know what he said but you ask anyway, in hopes that you misheard.

"how many times did you have sex with tadashi?" he speaks up, and unfortunately he said what you initially suspected.

"why are you thinking about me and tadashi right now?" you interrogate, mindful of the fact you are having sex in his bed.

"answer the question."

you groan, too exhausted to argue with him right now, "like, maybe four. why?"

staring at your spent body, you've noted him getting stiffer inside you. and when you say 'four', he nods politely and pulls out. only to ram right back into you, causing you to yelp and tense up, though that only vitalised him more, having your walls clamp down on his hard cock.

"what the hell?!" you squeal, gripping onto the sheets for stability.

"i'm going to fuck you four times over." he states plainly, starting his metrical thrusting once again, slightly hindered by his own cum stuck to your walls, thus forcing it deeper into you.

you grab your own thighs for comfort, biting your bottom lip as he trashes your insides. "but i already finished." you stutter out.

"wow, the bitch can count." he declares sarcastically, pushing this glasses back up the bridge of his nose while his hips fiercely work against you, "so how many are left?" he asks mockingly.

"three." you grit with your jaw nailed shut.

"three." he repeats in confirmation, his watch devoted to how your greedy pussy swallowed him up; so defiled and raw, yet well-behaved and doting.

his cock was ruthless, tearing into mercilessly and asserting his power over each and every inch of your juicy walls. although, even as he ploughed into you, the thought still crossed your mind that you are lucky tsukishima asked how many times you and yamaguchi had sex, opposed to how many times he made you cum. otherwise, you'd be here all night.

with how wet he was making you, soon there was such an amalgamation of fluid in your cunt that sloppy, drenched sounds bleated through the room, joining the chorus of wanton moans and gasps for air. this new sound prompted him to grunt, "'m not gonna stop until i make this filthy pussy squirt."

you've never done that before but with the way he is laying into you, if you're capable of doing it, you know for a fact he's going to be the one to achieve it. the mixture of his dirty talk and cock tirelessly ravaging — yes, ravage, not ravish — you, the warmth inside you didn't even get a chance grow or be nurtured before you were already releasing yourself all over him for the second time.

he couldn't even tease you for it though, because the impossible hold your pussy had on his sensitive cock threw him over the edge before he knew what hit him either. your tight hole wrung him for whatever he had left. "shit." he spat. couldn't even pull out until your climax had finished and your grip on him loosened. once he slipped it out, he loathed how much of his own cum covered his dick. "filthy fuckin' hole."

gathering saliva in his mouth, he spat on your already soiled pussy, slick with fluids beyond your knowledge by now. his searing saliva making contact with your cunt and dripping down your ass didn't bother you as much as it should, you're far too fucked out.

it didn't help when kei put his hands to work; one abusing your clit and the other fingering your hole. a whimper leaves you in response to him at it again, so hastily. he simply rolls his eyes at your feeble noises, "don't pretend like you don't want this. you can't get enough it."

you bring your hand up to your mouth, pressing the back of it against your lips and whining it while he fingerblasted you, poking at the most delicious spot.

"tell me to stop and i will." he demanded, glaring at you through knitted brows, awaiting a reply.

you choked, knowing you love it too much for it to end. the way he squirms his fingers inside you is like magic, bring heat and passion to places you've never experienced before. in fact you're so obsessed and overcome by it, no words can even form in your mind, it's too clouded with pleasure. instead, you just gaze at him with that carnal glint in your eyes; a look that speaks a thousand words.

he smirks, "that's what i thought."

his fingers continued to jerk in and out of you at a rapid rate, he even slipped in another one for good measure, rewarded by your inarticulate cries for mercy, soon followed by the known feeling of your tenacious pussy around him as you climaxed.

wiping his fingers clean against the bedsheets, he lightly lifts his cock — which was given time to harden as he watched your body shake in lust-fuelled daze — and he frowns when he realises how messy it has become.

naturally, he yanks you by the wrists, so you are sat upright on the bed. he then points to his cock, but doesn't say a word, he wants you to know what to do.

and unfortunately, you do. let it be known you only leaned forward to suck and lick it clean because after three orgasms, you don't have the core strength to sit up straight. you're only able to use your mouth to clean half, for the rest you try to use your hands to wipe, that is until he grabs your wrist.

"don't try to pretend that a whore like you can't deepthroat."

you never have, but you figure with tsukishima staring down at you impatiently, burning holes into the top of your head, now would be a better time than any to try. you slowly push yourself forward on his length, allowing it to slither down your throat, careful as to not trigger your gag reflex.

though you were only able to take an extra inch or two before you started convulsing around him. you reel away from him and gasp for air, temporarily suffering from a short coughing fit.

tsukishima just rolled his eyes, using his hand to get rid of the fluid closer to his base that you didn't get. "for a total slut, you're not very good at it."

once you eventually stop coughing, you glare at him and he smiles, motioning for you to lie back down. you gladly do so, spreading your legs. when he takes them in his arms, you assume he is going to place them on his shoulders like last time, but rather, he depressed them until they are both as far down as their go towards your head and he essentially has you pinned in a mating press.

your thighs burn though it's not the worst pain you've felt today by far. he savours the sight of both of your holes on display for him now, and runs a ponderous finger between them, grazing each one lightly. he momentarily considers using your other, pristine hole but quickly shuts that idea down, having never done anal and not interested in new endeavours today.

he keeps a firm grip on your legs, keeping them in place as he slides into you, aided by the fluids pooling at your pussy. he's quick to reestablish a rhythm in his hips — a lusty man who doesn't tire that quick — but the effects of the previous highs are beginning to show, as each thrust becomes sporadic and wild.

yet he's invigorated by your insatiable hole, he knows you need him and he's going to give you everything he has. not because he likes you or anything, no, your orgasms aren't for yourself, they're for him. his knees are buckling, and sweat is dripping from his chin to get revenge for you sleeping with his best friend, and teach you the consequences of your actions, or something like that.

something hot brimmed inside you as he pounded into your pussy, it was savage and scorched your core. it boiled and stirred within you, expanding by the second. "kei.." you want to explain the feverish sensation to him, and beg him to help you release it, every drop. but you're so spaced, that is all you can stammer out.

"(y/n)." he grumbles, embarrassed by how he's overjoyed inside your sweet walls. they just hold him so tightly, and he knows what’s impending now that they're refusing to let him go. "look at me."

his commands fall of deaf ears, and you use any strength you have left to rock into his length, and you lose yourself in the sound of him slapping against your ass and your own winded moans.

though you're instantaneously snapped back into reality as a harsh impact stings your cheeks. you gasp quietly, refocussing your eyes and looking up at tsukishima. did he really just hit you? and why did you kinda like it?

those were the last coherent thoughts you could muster, as his furious pace perserveres and he yells, "look at me for fucks' sake!" frustrated with your purposeful defiance, he angrily pushes your legs down further so your ass lifts off the bed and he can plough into you from above.

"look at me when i talk to you, okay?"

this time you nod timidly, pure ecstasy luring you to roll your eyes back or throw your head in all sorts of direction in order to deal with it, but you somehow resist, not daring to take your stare off him for even a moment. your blinks become heavy and long, tempting you to simply close your eyes and be escorted to realm of passion, but each time you pry your lids open again to face his anguished state.

he can't help but be slightly charmed by how hard you're trying. so obedient, perhaps he has finally fucked you clueless. "good. see," he pants, grinding into you while rolling your nipples between his fingers, trying to distract himself from how close is, "things are so much easier when you listen."

the burning inside your abdomen persists, a uncomfortably horny warning. it's got a hold of you and won't let up. kei's cock tickles your cervix but even then, you need more to take you all the way.

and he knows this; he's a quick learner so by the fourth round, he already knows the tells of your supple body for when you are about to climax, and currently, he reads them all over you. so like any cruel person would, he slowly right down, giving you just enough stimulation to keep you high, without facilitating an orgasm.

"kei.."

"full name."

you know exactly what he playing at, and alas, you are desperate enough to go along. "tsukishima." you croak.

"and what is it you want?"

"to finish.." you virtually sob, you can feel it gradually slip away from you, dissolving in the pit of your stomach. "please."

"and what are you?"

a best friend; a top student; a beloved sister. so many valid options, yet you know exactly which one will appease him. "a cock-hungry slut."

"perfect." he beams, strangely amiable for a split second, before he starts ramming into you again, even more violently. using every ounce of stamina he has left in him to dick you down, squeezing his shaft all the way in and out of you, hips knocking against your ass.

there's a dam inside you, and as he wildly thrashed against your wall, you felt it start to crumble. hot liquid gushes out of your pussy, ejaculating more with each sloppy thrust, spurting out over the sheets and his lower half.

you were barely able to pay attention to what happened down there, as piping release rushed through you, giving rise to a shriek-like moan and spasms in your overstimulated pussy, unable to bear the ache any longer.

watching you squirt around his dick — in tandem with your fluttering hole, bouncing tits and trembling legs — a salacious image; it didn't take tsukishima much else before he was unfolding and dumping his final load within the confines of your quivering walls.

your high had subsides by the time you let go of his cock, and he pulled out from you with a intense gasp, as though he had been submerged under water and came up for air.

he let go of your legs, allowing them to fall down to their usual place. his heart is thumping in his chest, and so is yours. having been standing the whole time, he takes a seat at the edge of the bed, situated in front of you. looking over his shoulder, his eyes remain glued to your twitching body, entranced by how your bare chest rises and falls.

you're not over what just happened. he was in you for so long, your pussy feels empty without him, but relieved. you lock eyes with him, and he's a mess. damp hair stuck to his forehead, flushed cheeks, skin gleaming with sweat and glasses that had sunk to the end of his nose. it should be illegal to look so good while in such a state.

absent-mindedly, you reach out while still lying down and push his glasses back up his nose. though there isn't a lull in his blank demeanour, he says, "thanks."

you weakly smile back, "no problem."

he grimaces at your sickeningly sweet display, "don't get the wrong idea. i still hate you."

"i’d hate me too."

[mewsrys]

I dont havw anything productive to say about the new malevolent episode. I might relisten again lol it may be one of my favorites. Already.

spoilers under here for 33 But i dont think i’ll be tagging this anyways because im scared of pwople reading it

I felt such a sense of dread all throughout the episode. jesus christ. somehow the scene where john n arthur were trying to find oscar, and opening all the doors in the hallway was . Almosr more suspenseful than later parts. Im kind of a pussy (Deathly afraid of jumpscares especially)!anyways idk how i can handle this podcast man. If oscar makes it out of this alive im gonna be surprised, like almost everyone that’s helped arthur and john so far has not ended up very . Well.

And the last few minutes… i could talk about that for so long. Incredible!!! The way that all these different things started piling up, with daniel saying he left a message at the hotel, the phone call, and all at the same time as arthurs trying to speak to oscar over the phone, the KNOCKING ON THE DOOR!! How arthur tried telling daniel not to open the door as he realized who it was. and he died anyways . Man. I was having trouble keeping up with everything going on but in the best fucking way possible! It fit the moment so well. and arthur callinf daniel dad… minutes before he died…… Im Not Okay. Like the shouting winded down, and they started having more conversation, and then shit just hit the fucking fan from then on. AGGHDDHDEHEXHDJJXJE

Ok and the last part, i loved the way that the audio was done there. This podcast is literally the best ive listened to in manh ways especially how i feel like i may as well be watching a show with Visuals. i know this entire post is just me acknowledging things that were literally Intentional for this epiaode, but INCANNOT GET OVER IT! i could Really See especially in the last part as if the “camera” had been in a fixed position as arthur ran away, and the butcher became closer to the “camera” before going after him. Idk i know thar was the intention but i fucking love when shit loke thar happens in podcasts cause i feel like its not that common n if it is it usually isnt that easy to See

Thar may be the wnd of my thoughts for now… Hi future self rereading my posts

Nobody call me stupid i already know and im acknowledging it so that i dont make a fool of myself!! if you read this pretend you didn’t

[youremyboy]

a few people tagged me in this (like last week sorry rip im slow at these) but!! here it isssss!! @shatlass @gingerandcelery @whatthefuckisasweep thank you for the tags :D

3 ships: jamir obvi. and hardshine forever and ever they are everything to me. and uh. i wasn’t gonna do two naddpod ones but i really wanna say duck team polycule. OH or the miraculous lovesquare <3<3 i basically exclusively only like ships where if someone asks “do you ship x?” i have to respond with “uh. it’s complicated”

first ship: i honestly really dont know i don’t remember. probably some disney channel bullshit. i remember on tumblr before i was anything else i was an ace attorney blog so maybe wrightworth but i was like 13 which just feels like there must have been something earlier. OH WAIT ACTUALLY i was super super hype on house of anubis at like age 10 and i shipped amber and alfie. and also nina and fabian kinda but they were also kinda boring to me lmao. still feels like there’s probably something earlier but thats truly all ive got i think

last song: i saw a poll about animatic songs that had youre gonna go far kid on it and i was like oh man, i havent heard that song in forever, i fuckin love that song. so ive had that on repeat now for like two days lol

last movie: i got a dvd copy of die hard 4 from a charity shop for 75p and i watched that. I LOVE YOU DIE HARD 4💖💖💖💖

currently reading: im rereading ari and dante bcs of the movie lmao. its still good but also i read it when i was 17 and absolutely going through the worst period of my life and it changed my brain chemistry forever so it mostly just makes me think about being 17

currently watching: already started my fantasy high rewatch in preparation for junior year agshdjdjfjsjs. but also ive been working my way through ted lasso and have enjoyed it well enough. ALSO also im super obsessed with play it by ear right now show of all time EVER easily the best show on dropout right now and im including d20 in that. fight me about it. play it by ear season 2 has gotta be my favourite season of any show of all time it starts to strong and every single episode just gets better and better. this is my play it by ear pitch if you have dropout and you haven’t watched it WATCH IT IMMEDIATELY ITS SO FUCKING GOOD

currently consuming: i think this is supposed to be about food but because it didnt fit anywhere else im gonna say that im listening to the new naddpod episode rn. i love dungeon court :D its so good and so funny. but also im drinking a pepsi. yummy delicous pepsi max the beverage of ever. <3

currently craving: omg a pumpkin spice chai tea latte. it’s getting chilly now and my reservations about being basic go entirely out the window during pumpkin spice season. ive not had one yet this year i dont even know that theyre out yet it just feels right

tag 9 people: ill be honest i think all the people i would tag have either already done this or already been tagged lmao. if you see this consider yourself tagged?? unless you dont want to be. in which case dont. <3

9 people you would like to get to know better

tysm for the tag @alexmey-does-an-arts!

1. 3 ships; bowuigi, metadede, heavy/medic(I forget the name lol)

2. first ever ship; alphyne

3. last song; Ghost Cowboys by Louie Zong

4. last movie; Midsommar. That was…something

5. currently reading; Dante and Aristotle discover the secrets of the universe. Pretty fire

6. currently watching; JCS criminal psychology

7. currently consuming; nothing

8. currently craving; Iced Cream. About to go get it. I know there’s mind chip in my freezer (:

9 people to tag; @littlegreenwyvy, @garf-official, @d1nosaurpower, @tractor-inside-joke-fucker, @junkydoodlez, @seacrown, @neldu-nak, @darkcanid19, @stormyykat

[alannybunnue]

Ok, You Asked For This: Daemon Blackfyre and his Red Wedding

Based on this ask from last year, i present you all this insanity. I tried my best, unfortunately my mind has been destroyed lately.

Requested by: Anon (😢)

Tags: @rosaryos - @haven-is-happy

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What a blessed day

You thought as you were dressed and prepared to finally marry a wonderful man, you couldn't be happier.

You were committed to fulfill your duty at last, after years of despair, your father finally found the perfect suitor for you, giving a way to escape the rollercoaster you were stuck on.

Both of your parents were proud of their little girl finally free to live her life for once, soon, you found yourself walking down the aisle to be reunited with your betrothed.

A wonderful, brave and wise gentleman your father found for you, everyone said and to you, they couldn't be more right.

As you walk with your father by your side to your soon to be husband, you looked around to see your family and friends looking emotional, so happy for you...until you saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

Daemon Blackfyre, the bastard son of Aegon IV.

And soon the memories rushed in your mind, everything he did so far.

Your family was part of the court in Aegon's reign, there you met his son with the "Queen" Daena, Daemon.

You both became friends pretty quickly at the time, you never judged the fact that he was a bastard, even if your parents tried to warn you that something was wrong, something didn't seemed right this friendship of yours. But in your stubbornness, you accused them to judge the boy.

You regret your words to this day.

Months went by, and you finally reach adulthood, many marriage proposals started to show and you soon met some of your suitors.

Many had distinctive personalities, some you enjoy more than others. But the end was always the same, they would let you down some how, many gave up and left.

You started to wonder if there was something wrong with you. So you put your heart out to your dear friend and Daemon would reassure you that there was nothing, that your suitors couldn't see what wonderful lady you were...

"They weren't worthy of you"

You were too oblivious, you didn't see the signs. Once most of your suitors were gone, Daemon asked you to marry him, declaring that you both could run away from all of this.

You didn't saw him like that, the thought of leaving your family was too much for you, too much pressure.

You denied him, and consequentially, Daemon caused a Rebellion against his half-brother Daeron.

Your family ran away from the chaos, you were finally in peace.

Or so you thought.

Once the ceremony was done, you tried your best to ignore the presence of your old friend who was looking at you with eyes that you knew would hunt for the rest of your life.

The eyes of madman.

Other than that, everything was going smoothly for you, the celebration was going well.

You finally left for your bedding, which was the part that you were more nervous about, even if your dear husband reassure to you that it would be fine, you were still insecure about this.

Too much to hear what was going on in the other room.

You stood still while nervously taling off your gown, as your husband helped you, he also kept repeating his sweet words and gestures to calm you down.

Once you were finally bare, you heard a knock on the door, both of you looked confused, since no one should interrupt you in this moment...

Your husband decided to answer the door to question who was it and why were they interrupting, but in the moment that he opened, a sword crossed through his body.

You screamed at the top of your lungs as the body of your newlywed was thrown on the floor to reveal who was his killer, Daemon. You immediately covered yourself as the man walked inside and admired you.

He stopped right in front of you, his eyes never leaving yours, the fear was growing fast as he forced you to show yourself to him, your body was irresistible to him.

He picked you up immediately and thrown you on bed, your screams and little punches didn't stopped him, since he always loved when you fought back.

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It was a blessed day

That was what you thought as you walked down with your legs trembling in that same aisle, that was once beautiful, but now was covered in the blood of all the guests, your family and friends.

In the place of the guests, were the all of Daemon's allies who helped him since the beginning. They were all there covered in the blood of innocent people.

The only survivor of the massacre, the poor Septon, stood in front of you and Daemon as you repeated the same vows that were meant for your beloved. You knew that he had no choice but to comply to Daemon's demands, just like you.

The cheers and applauses from the crowd just made you shake, in your despair, you silently wished this was an awful nightmare.

But Daemon's kiss was what truly showed you that this was reality, he kept his lips on you as if he would devour you completely, he was a hungry beast that was insatiable.

There's no point for the bedding ceremony after what happened last night. So your new husband took you away from that place, for it was no longer your home. Your home was with him and his people, for soon you would be Queen of the Seven Kingdoms, or so he said.

But your attention wasn't on Daemon's words, but yes on the body of the poor Septon whose duty was fulfilled, so there's no use for him anymore.

You wished in that moment, that you would be granted the same fate as him, once your duty as a wife was done, you would be freed from this nightmare.

But Daemon wasn't that merciful.

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A/N: I really hope this was good, because i had a bit of a headache to do this one. Didn't wanted to be cliche. Thanks for reading until here 💖

[youcanseethecosmos]

Ive been lurking on and off the dreamling tags here and there and I happened to find your actor AU as I am a sucker for the actors AU myself though I wouldnt label myself a kino. Some idk ideas to throw if youre up for it. For the endless being clasically trained, is it of the Julliard kind or the RADA/LAMDA/Vauxhall kind? I admit my knowledge to this is limited, apologies. You also mentioned in one of your HC list that Hob's shot to fame was from a film that premiered in Sundance (let's fucking gooo)and that he has the timeless look, do you think Hob would attend Venezia and unknowingly pulls a Paul Newman in the photos? From your characterisation of Hob, I had gleaned that he isn't so ingrained in the kind of films that Dream may have been exposed to early on, perhaps Hob may have had an odd feelings with French New Wave, but is tolerant to Varda, and holds a huge respect to the works of Scorsese and his World Cinema Project.

Hi! Wow genuinely a lot of the things you asked aren't things I thought too hard on.

When I say that the endless are classically trained, it's however you see it as!

What I do know is that at least to me (so take all of this with a grain of salt!) the best actors have done classic theater. Actors who have brought life to scripts of old and the most notable is, of course, Shakespeare. You see British actors specifically always have to go through at least one Shakespeare adaptation or play. Similarly, British actors more often than not have done at least one regency era film.

Again, my knowledge on this is hazy and I'm going off what I have observed. I have not thought about what schools they've gone to or institutions they're trained in. I was an acting major but I didn't continue past college. However, Dream probably went to the same schools Tom Sturridge went to irl. So make of that what you will.

In terms of the Hob sundance film, I didn't specifically say That was his shot to fame. It just happened to be one of the notable films he's done in his short career so far! I hope that cleared it up a bit haha

Also yes Hob is pretty much a normie in terms of the film and cinephile community. What he knows of Film is whatever Destiny taught in his lectures. And Hob didn't grow up with the privileges The Endless had, he was a common man. So he watched whatever movies were playing in the old theater in the town where he lived. And not often. He doesn't get psyched up about directors and producers. He just likes what he likes. He's very simple like that.

But what Hob is totally passionate about is literature. He loves novels, short stories, manga, comic books, plays, poems, and even fan fiction! He likes reading, probably more than Dream (and has most likely encountered the books Dream wrote under his pseudonym at one point). Even with his ire for Shakespeare, he's read all his plays. One thing you can always count about Hob is that he's a sponge. When he reads something, he retains it easily. That's why he's also really good at memorizing scripts.

Anyway, this got long but thank you so much for asking! Gives me opportunity to flesh out the characters more. Hope you have a lovely day!