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elumish · 2 days ago
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I know that this is intended as a joke, but I actually want to talk about this idea fo a second, because I think it's important to understanding a lot of conservative philosophy.
Built in to these ideas is not just the concept of self-evident, innate, immutable characteristics and hierarchies but also the concept of a power or powers determined to subvert them.
Often, this is the Devil, who is trying to undo or subvert God's will because that's what the Devil does. And so any person or group who goes against these biological hierarchies is doing the Devil's work and so must be stopped by violence.
Other times, it's Jews. In a lot of Great Replacement Theory rhetoric, it's not just that people are coming from Latin America to the United States and are going to have a million kids to replace white Americans or whatever, but that they are being brought here. Remember all of the stuff about the caravans and how they were being funded by Soros? Yeah, that's garden variety antisemitism wrapped up in other racism, all based around the idea that Jews have a large-scale plot to replace white Americans with "lesser" and more easily-controlled people so Jews can take over the United States.
This is also the idea behind the "groomers" rhetoric, and before that the "gay agenda". "They" are trying to trick you into having an abortion (and so subverting your inherent role as a mother). "They" are trying to act above their place, because they don't understand the hierarchy, or because they're greedy, or because they're evil. "They" want a weak, unmanly America, or a weak, unmanly military, because they hate America.
I'm assuming OP is talking primarily about gender in their post, but there's a quote from an article I was reading by Michael Feola about the Great Replacement Theory and anxieties about demographic replacement that people might find relevant:
...the anger that animates many of [Arlie Hochschild's] subjects stems from a consistent “deep story”: the economic and social losses of the white subject... are engineered by institutional strategies to promote other groups and cultures over the “native,” white subject. Put differently, these losses are not simply losses, but what has been taken from the white subject and given to others. (Emphasis in original)
Inherent to the idea of these hierarchies (race, gender, ability) is the notion that the people at the top deserve to be at the top, and anyone who is trying to subvert it is trying to steal something from those people at the top. Also built in to much of this philosophy is the idea that the people at the top of these hierarchies has the right to defend the status quo or themselves with violence (a right not afforded to the people below them).
Tl;dr they believe that these hierarchies are self-evident and innate but also that the Devil/Jews/Communists/Those People are trying to subvert it because they're evil or greedy, and that needs to be stopped with violence.
yeah this is a self-evident biological hierarchy. that's why we have to enforce it with violence
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swtsupernatural · 2 days ago
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S.W || SILK & SHAPESHIFTERS: PT2
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Sam Winchester x Thick!Fem!Reader
Content Warning reader being shorter than Sam, reader desc as having thick thighs, dean being annoying, swearing, reader wanting to fuck sam, a bit of sexual tension that is not yet resolved (pls be patient with me)
Summary Fluff, (Sexual tension lowk) strangers to acquaintances to lovers(?) - Posing as Sam Winchester's girlfriend at a charity ball for a hunting case isn't so bad, that is until you have to do actual work. You might kill Dean when you get out of here, and hopefully get your hands on your fake boyfriend.
W.C. 2k words
(Original) Ask anon: A: Hello hello! I'm back again; I'm going to change my request style a bit, how about a female reader with thick thighs? Make her with Sam please
Playlist: ♫ Blue Jeans - Lana Del Rey, Body - Megan Thee Stallion, She's My Collar - Gorillaz
A.N. part 2 finally ! was not expecting winter break to be so busy...more to come so so soon my loves. Also, so sorry to make this into 3 parts I swear im not trying to torture yall - xx claire
Taglist: @callsign-ember @kaiserpoo @lovelymax10
Inside the estate your once flushed face grew even warmer — this time from the heaters, not Sam’s undeniably sexy voice. Past the elegant entrance and wide, old doors was a large ballroom type area with an intricate ceiling that you had to crane your neck up to look at. The thick banners hanging around the room were a deep blue, showing images of marine animals in a chilling climate, most looking disheartened or sad. In swirling letters on the top of each banner read: “Marine Life Fundraiser: 2025” 
“How much you wanna bet they don’t even know half of the animals they’re donating to?” Sam piped up.
“Not a lot. These events are more about having a nice evening in a way too expensive outfit, showing off your very rich, sexy boyfriend/husband or very pretty, young girlfriend/wife, and doing that rich person laugh.”
“I don’t know if we’re being very convincing then.”
“What do you—
Sam snaked his right arm around your waist, the soft velvety fabric of your dress ruffling under his sleek suit. He gripped your firmly but not tightly, his hand gently digging into your soft flesh through your thin dress. He smiled…no, smirked (you weren’t sure) down at you.
“That better, pretty young girlfriend?” Your eyes dilated in seconds and you fought to keep your eyes off of his. 
“Y-yea...” You wanted to groan at how small and bashful your voice sounded, you never stuttered. 
“Can you guys feel up each other after we finish this?” Dean’s husky voice sounded in both of your ears a bit muffled but it startled both of you, making you feel almost compromised. Sam loosened his grip on you only slightly, letting out a sigh from his throat that went over your neck and left an intense tingling feeling.
“You wanted us to play the part,” You muttered to Dean after you flipped on your ear piece, a gentle hand on Sam’s chest as you made your way to the bar. 
“yn, can you put on something over your tight ass dress so Sam can frickin focus?” Your mouth dropped open, scoffing and tilting your head to the side in fake offense. 
“Can you stop looking at me and do your job?”
“I am, but it's hard when you two keep eye fucking eachother. Get your drinks, socialize, and distract the remaining family grill ‘em if you can. And please, listen to your ear piece.” Before you can reply, your eyes land on Dean in the crowds of suits and dresses, who is looking at you unamused. You smile, and he rolls his eyes playfully. You knew he wasn’t actually mad, but you also knew you did need to focus. You ordered a drink, Sam looming very close to your back, ordering after you. He slides the bartender his card, taking your drinks and leading you to the back of the room.
“So…you seen them?” You shook your head, knowing he was referring to the family. You scanned the room pointedly, tuning out the music, chatter, and all the bright lights and costly chandeliers in the room, finally spotting the youngest member of the family, Victor Brady, sitting with his mother. His mother had gone ‘missing’ but he never had. Based on your research, you knew the Bradys were rich of course, but you weren't sure the motives of the group of shapeshifters yet. Why were members of the family disappearing then coming back as if nothing happened? Had they really kidnapped some of them? Were the mother and son in front of you really them? How many of them were there?
“Hey, don’t worry,” Sam muttered in your hair, seeming to sense how wired-in to the family your mind was, “Let’s go talk to them. Remember, I am,” he pulled out his wallet from his back pocket, flashing the fake ID Dean had handed him earlier, “Ron Fogerty, son of a wealthy businessman from Canada. And you…” he pointed a finger at your face, then moved it to direct at your purse where your fake ID resided. You pulled it out. 
“Elaina…Clifford? Really? You guys are still using the rock names?” Sam gave you a pointed look, as if saying, it wasn't my idea with his face. 
“No idea how you both don’t get in trouble more often. Anyway, I’m girlfriend, correct? We’re here to support the Brady’s Fundraiser and get to know their youngest.” 
“Bingo. Let’s go before Dean gets on our asses again.” 
Strolling arm in arm to the Brady’s table with fake smiles, you and Sam greeted his mother first, then him
In the Impala, you had told the Winchesters about recent photos of them that had been published in the local paper. The family was known for being wealthy but not unkind; and was regarded highly among those in the city. But, in the photos from the week before, the youngest, Brady, was seen holding a number of odd documents leaving the bank, then making his way in the opposite direction of his family estate. Of course, the photos did not show the small printed lines of whatever secrets he was holding…but his angry, crude expressions in the photos did not match those of the graceful man sitting in front of you.
“This is Elaina, my girlfriend. She’s very interested in wildlife and insisted she spoke to those running the fundraiser.” Sam smiled, his voice calm and collected. You nodded, and Mrs. Brady tapped Sam’s shoulder, asking him something you couldn't make out because her son’s voice was louder, closer to your ears. 
“My name is Victor. Please, sit. It is nice to meet others with a passion for doing good with what they were blessed with.” You turned to see Sam was speaking civilly with Mrs. Brady, seated across from her, and you decided to sit as well. 
“Yes, I…also must say I find this place beautiful. Your family has lived here a while, I hear.”
Victor’s face dropped, his mouth forming a thin line. “We have. But you shouldn't believe everything you hear.”
Your eyebrows shoot up, trying desperately to play the part of a kind, naive woman, when all you really wanted was for him to tell you something, anything that might get you closer to what was going on. 
“Of course not, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” He sighs as you trail off, and that's when you notice the dark crescents of purple under his eyes.
“No, it’s my fault. People have been saying some things, lately, about us, about my father particularly. I do not appreciate men who spread false information.”
“And I do not either, I am actually a journalist back home, Victor. I know the importance of telling a factual story.” That made him relax.
“And I am glad to hear it. My parents don’t understand that whatever they’re doing is making me look like a fool as well.” You furrowed your brows. Whatever they’re doing?
“I’m sorry. It's hard to separate from your parents' identity, especially if they're as well known as yours.” 
“Exactly. I love them, and I love these events, truly, but just because I’m young doesn't mean I won't understand all the things they keep from me.”
“I know wha–
Your words stop stuck in your throat as you feel cold liquid streamed over your legs, your mouth dropping open as the wine made you get goosebumps. You tilted your head up slowly to see…Dean; empty wine glass in his hand, the alcohol now all over your velvet dress. You look up at him with daggers in your eyes, and he already knew he was going to get it later. But the look he gives you after he apologizes and offers you some napkins suddenly makes you aware of his plan.
“So sorry again, miss, here, I’ll take you to wherever the bathroom is and…” Sam is up now, moving closer to you before you widen your eyes at him, and he tilts his head slightly in confusion before Victor speaks up.
“That won't be necessary, I will show her.” You thank him and quickly mutter a, “I’ll be right back, honey,” to Sam, who nods, finally getting what Dean was thinking. You walk away, you hear a few security guards telling Dean rather loudly that he is cut off from the bar. 
You follow Victor, hearing his expensive shoes clacking on the dark wood stairs past a number of guards, ascending until you reach a long, grand hall. He walks to the second door on the right, and you understand that this is his parents bathroom. You can feel your heart beating at a speed you didn't think possible, thanking God that you still had your purse, and the special items inside you needed for a case like this. Victor offered you a few different stain removers, finally offering you a blow dryer for the bottom half of your dress where Dean had probably spilled a hundred dollars worth of wine on you. 
“Excuse me, I’m just going to use the restroom.” Victor points to the very far corner where you see a door at the end, which is around the corner from where you stand. Your plan tumbles around your brain, keeping the blow dryer on the loudest setting as you turn on your ear piece. 
“Alright, I’ll be here,” You say to Victor with a polite smile. He nods, turning the corner as you smirk, your heels already off, hand reaching into your bag as you go through the connecting door to his parents room. It had been a fucking hassle to get the layout of this stupid estate, but if this was the main building, that meant you were in the bathroom next to the master bedroom. Bingo. 
“I’m in the bedroom,” you whisper, nearly out of breath with how fast your heart is beating.
You held your device up to your eye, sending a silent thanks to Bobby for helping you with it. You were booksmart, not handy. You weren’t a great physical hunter and didn’t have a knack for making things; but Bobby did. A couple years ago when you had both worked on a case with Shapeshifters, you’d kept some of the…sheddings, is what you agreed to call it, of two of them when they transformed. The ooze smelled awful and almost glowed once you brought it home. You’d expressed how helpful it would be to detect such ooze, almost like night vision goggles, for hunting shapeshifters. He’d agreed, and after a dozen phone calls and hours searching through his piles of junk and scrap from various cars, created a shedding detecting circle that looked like a single binocular eye.
“The parents? Holy shit, I’m a genius,” Dean’s muffled voice came in your ear.
“You got lucky. And I’m expecting a form of apology when this is over.”
“Oh, don’t worry, I have some ideas. Sure you’d rather get my typa’ apology from Sammy, though.”
“You know I can hear all of this, right?” Sam said, his voice low and quiet in your ear.
“Can you both shut up so I can focus with the two minutes I have up here?”
You quickly spotted a heap of shedding glowing in the far right corner of the room, swiftly going over to see a pile of the ooze, skin, blood, and teeth. You scrunch your face at the smell, but put your left eye through the detector again. It took you a lot longer than you wanted it to, but you found a small trace of it on a cabinet near their bed. Inside, documents with faint traces of the shedding were in your hand in minutes.
“I got something, I’m coming back down,” you mutter, folding the pieces of paper as much as you could, shoving them not so gracefully in your purse when you heard the bathroom door open. 
“Sorry! Wrong way out. I think I’ve nearly had as many drinks as the wine spilling guy.” You giggled, smiling at Victor like he was God’s gift to Earth, hoping he’d buy it. And he did. He smiled politely, washing his hands before leading you out of the bathroom commenting on how, “The stain remover worked quickly, it almost looks as good as new.”
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doumadono · 15 hours ago
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sorry if this sounds rude 😢 but you haven’t been posting a lot of stories lately and that’s like the only thing you have to do? just post something it’s not that big of a deal? dygwim? i think fanfic writers especially on the anime side like to exaggerate things too much and if you don’t post then just deactivate? there’s no point in staying if you’re not gonna do anything but reblog silly content all the time? i don't understand how so many ppl can follow you when you are not even trying to be grateful and you only write not what people request but what you find interesting (which is not, like vampier Shigaraki???? viking Dabi???? so silly stupid ideas imo 😒)? whoever finds your writing or you as a person nice is either blind or stupid. and even if you write something chaptered it takes you literally months to update which isn't fair to people?? but I guess you don't care at all. you must be a freaking entitled white woman to treat otherz the way you do.
(again sorry, didn't mean to sound rude) 😔
When I first read your message, I was completely speechless for a minute or two, anon.
Firstly, it seems there’s a misconception about what fanfiction writers, or any creative individuals for that matter, have to do. Let me clarify something important: creativity isn’t a tap that one can simply turn on and off at will. It’s a complex, often unpredictable process that cannot be rushed without compromising the integrity and quality of the work. Quality stories often require research, plotting, editing, and revising before they’re ready to share. My creative process isn’t a fast food joint, nonnie, and I'm not here to serve up reheated ideas just to fill the silence.
My blog belongs to no one but me. I post what I want, when I want. As for the content of my stories, I believe every writer has the right to explore subjects that excite them the most - even if that means delving into topics or settings others may find odd, like vampires or vikings. My goal is to write stories I’m passionate about and then offer them freely to anyone who might find them entertaining. Some people will, others won’t, and that’s absolutely okay.
Contrary to your belief, I don't exist solely to churn out stories at the speed you dictate. I write on my own time and for my own pleasure. The notion that I should be a content machine is, frankly, laughable. Writing takes time, creative energy, and often real-life circumstances can slow the process. I post when I’m ready, and if that doesn’t align with your desired schedule, you’re free to unfollow or seek out other writers who update more frequently. Suggesting I deactivate because I’m not constantly posting or because I reblog content I enjoy is dismissive at best. I'm not a streaming service like Netflix, darling🙄
Calling me an entitled white woman or implying I’m ungrateful crosses a line. You know nothing of my background or personal circumstances, and bringing race or entitlement into the conversation is neither accurate nor constructive. My ethnicity or personal identity, whatever it may be, does not diminish the value of my creative output, nor does it affect my commitment to my followers. I appreciate every person who visits my page - whether they come to enjoy what I reblog, to read stories I post or to offer critique.
It's also laughable that you think my followers are stupid. Just because their tastes don't align with yours doesn't make them any less intelligent. Diversity in fandoms exists because creativity resonates differently with everyone, something you seem incapable of recognizing.
In the end, I won’t apologize for taking the time I need to create or for following my own interests - that’s part of being a writer. I do, however, expect basic respect in return. If you can’t extend that courtesy, I hope you'll block me, step away from my blog, and never interact with any of my content again.
With all this in mind, it's precisely why I've stopped taking regular requests. Last year, I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of requests and the rudeness in many messages, pushing me to my limits. That's why I've decided to concentrate on my own projects and only accept commissioned work.
I'm taking a few days off to gather my thoughts and concentrate on my writing projects.
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ninadove · 21 hours ago
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And because I now have fancy new tags to put to good use…
Thoughts on Miraculous S6 E2: The Illustrhater 🎨
Please note that this is a salt-free space. I do not want to see even a grain of salt in my notes. You will be blocked on sight. Cool? Cool. (And even if it’s not cool with you… well… blocked on sight… so…)
First things first: the new animation style is actually really cute and works really well in context! Chat in particular looks great, contrary to what that first promotional poster made us fear. Adrien as a civilian might be the one who suffered most, probably because of the hairstyle change… It will need some getting used to, but overall, I like what I’ve seen so far. So much love and care was put into the smallest details, like the sparkles on Mari’s tights!
Special mention:
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SHE HAS SPIKES????? LITTLE HAIR SPIKES????? IN HER HAIR????? AND DRAGON SCALES????? AND SLIT PUPILS????? AND HER SUIT LAYS EVEN MORE INTO THE ASYMETRIC VIBE, HIGHLIGHTING HOW MUCH INDEPENDENCE SHE GAINED AND HOW COMFORTABLE SHE IS WITHOUT THE PRESSURE OF BEING PERFECT ALL THE TIME????? AND SHE LOOKS SO HAPPY????? LIKE SHE’S HAVING SO MUCH FUN????? LIKE SOMEONE IN HER LIFE HAS BEEN A GOOD INFLUENCE MAYBE????? 🥺🥺🥺🥺
… Apologies, I seem to have lost the plot for a minute. Where was I?
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Oh, yeah. If one thing is clear from this first look at S6, it’s that Marinette’s secrets will catch up to her at some point. The writers lay it on thick in both Alyanette scenes and with the “Even as superheroes, they share everything” DJWiFi/Love Square contrast! It’s not exactly a surprise, but with how many people claimed we would never hear a single word about the Agreste plotline again, I feel somewhat… vindicated.
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Marinette not knowing how to act around Adrien actually makes a lot of sense to me? She’s had to be his rock through his grieving process, meaning she has functionally not left Ladybug Mode since the end of S5. Of course when she gets a chance to chill and actually do regular couple things, she gets terribly scared! Seeing her trying to imitate other couples was so funny and cute… Did you know I love her… And Adrien was such a wet cold lost kitten through it all… Did you know I love him…
That being said, this felt like an Alyanette episode first and an OT4 episode second. I loved seeing these four work as a group again! Nino was simply too precious and I loved Adrinette “““covering up””” for Renapace. Rena grabbed Ladybug’s hand for their little manoeuvre like it was second nature to her, which is very reminiscent of Bumbleby from RWBY, aka the Sapphic Battle Couple!
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(And that Chekov’s gun… I’m sure we’ve all seen Chekov’s gun…… We shall not mention it yet……… It’s there and we know where it’s headed…………)
But of course. Of course. The character who shone the brightest in this episode? Was Lila.
It’s clear from the get-go how different she is from Monarch!!! Smarter, more manipulative, but perhaps also… more compassionate, in a twisted way…? She gives her victims the illusion of choice (“Only if you agree, of course” // “And what shall I call you?”), making herself small when she first approaches them only to reveal her full size when the magic takes over.
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AND YET it seems to me she must know pain intimately to leverage it so well… Really makes you ponder the Manon theory, especially when comparing Illustrhater and Puppeteer’s costumes…
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Another key difference with Gabriel is that she is on the field, constantly observing and taking notes, which is extremely scary but also exposes her to more risks. I’m very curious to learn more about this chameleon magic of hers and what she means by “you’ll know nothing about me, about us, bout them”… She seems to think of herself as the center of a web, a spider rather than a butterfly, if you will!
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(Also, the more I think about it, the more convinced I am that the Diabolo menthe reference was intentional!)
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watarfallar · 3 days ago
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Please tell me I'm not the only one who when I read the words "we never left the desert" always reads it in my head to the tune of "we didn't start the fire"
Grian: When I first met you, I did not like you. Scar: I'm aware of that. Grian: But then you and I had some time together. Scar: Uh-huh? Grian: It did not get better.
Scar: I’m serious! They’re watching me! They’ve even got an agent following me! Don’t you believe me? Grian: Look, it’s not that I don’t believe you… It’s that I don’t believe you and I don’t care.
Scar, holding a toy lightsaber: I’m Darth Vader! Grian: I’m done with everyone’s bullshit.
Grian: I feel awful about killing you. Scar: Grian: Even though technically you never even died, so I don’t know what you’re bitching about.
Scar to Grian: Turn that frown upside-down! a little while later Scar: What are you doing? Grian, trying to do a handstand: You told me to “turn that frown upside-down” but it’s not working .
Grian: Why are we friends? Scar: Poor decisions on your part.
Scar: Grian! I thought you were dead! Grian: No, just in deep cover. Scar: …But it was an open casket. Grian: It was very deep.
Grian: Can you name a single city in Oklahoma? Scar: Oklahoma City, bitch!
Scar: Grian, I need some advice. Grian: You need advice from ME? Scar: Yeah, frightening, isn't it?
Scar: You don’t deserve me. Grian: At your worst or your best? Scar: I don’t have a worst. Grian: Because you’re already at your worst?
Grian: I'm gonna get my pilot's license. I've already got a driver's license and a cosmetology license, that's two of the big five licenses. Scar: The big five licenses? Grian: Driver's license, cosmetology license, pilot's license, fishing license, and… license to kill! I can't wait to get that one.
Grian: I’m a reverse necromancer. Scar: Isn’t that just killing people? Grian: Ah, technically.
Grian: Hey! Scar: What do you want? Grian: Remember what we were talking about yesterday? Scar: Nope.
Scar: Why are you late? Grian: A technical error occurred, causing an unexpectedly long bout of unconsciousness. Scar: Overslept? Grian: Overslept.
Grian: Hugs Scar from behind Grian: Tucks Scar's hair behind their ear Grian, whispering: Eat all the frosted animal crackers again and they'll never find your body.
Grian: When we get back, I'm going to step on you! Scar: Okay, as much as I might enjoy that, Grian–
Grian and Scar are cuddling Grian: Tell me something I don't know about you. Scar: leans in to whisper in Grian's ear, voice deep and sensual I like Japanese food so much that every time I watch Lord of the Rings and see Gollum eating the raw fish, my mouth waters. Grian: Grian: Grian: I meant like your favorite color, but okay.
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eriquin · 2 days ago
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Thanks, @disastardly! Might as well give it a whirl:
Last song: "Buddy Holly" by Weezer
Last book: I don't know if I've read any real books since I finished the Murderbot Diaries, so I guess "System Collapse" by Martha Wells
Last movie: The Fifth Element. Watched it tonight
Last TV show: Headhunted to Another World because we watch a lot of isekai anime and that's one of the ones in the list.
Last thing I googled: Before "murderbot last book" because I don't remember titles, it was "who played dorothy in the wizard of oz" because I don't remember names, either.
Favorite color: Purple!
Sweet/savory/spice: Sweet. I need sugar!
Relationship status: Married
Looking forward to: Nothing really going on this weekend. Oh, next week, we get our new cooktop installed. It's induction and I'm going to need to get some new pans for it, but it should be nice.
Current obsessions: Still on Stranger Things as far as fanfic goes, but also for crafting. I got the crochet and embroidery kits and have started working on them. I made a amigurumi demogorgon and I'm finishing up the Hellfire Club logo in embroidery.
Tagging: @16woodsequ, @ladykailitha, @laundrybiscuits, @kkpwnall, @corrodedcoughin
thank you for the tag friend @darkerthanblack-666 🖤
last song: escapist - nightwish
last book: the book of summer by tove jansson
last movie: the new animated lord of the rings movie. hated it
last tv show: ?? hazbin hotel last year i think?
last thing i googled: microsoft excel cheat sheet
favourite colour: black, dusty pink, burgundy 🖤 in general ive been loving soft earthly tones in my clothes
sweet/savoury/spicy: savory and spicy
relationship status: married to aleksi he just doesn't know it yet
looking forward to: my party!!!
current obsessions: blind channel as always, vampires and gothic aesthetics (again. after years) after the nosferatu movie
tagging: @ladysorbus @xyelissax @where-pain-is-so-pretty @blindchandelure @maaninenpyromaani
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secondarysefikura · 3 days ago
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Y’know that trope about dragons guarding treasure?
Well if Sephiroth were a dragon instead of him guarding piles of things like gold and gems he’d be guarding Cloud, because Cloud would be his treasure.
I was once working on a fic (for a different fandom but the pairing is basically the same when you boil it down, lol) about this sort of idea. So let's adjust this fic idea to fit sefikura.
Cloud had to travel into Mount Nibel during the winter to find an animal to hunt for food. Unfortunately, he loses his footing and takes a bad tumble into a dragon's den. Injured, he is unable to find his way out before the dragon finds him and accuses him of trying to steal from him. Much to Cloud's surprise, this dragon has some sort of telepathic powers, allowing the dragon to communicate with Cloud.
Although Cloud swears he was not there to steal, the dragon doesn't believe him at first. It is only after the dragon realizes that nothing has been touched or stolen that he believes Cloud and apologizes. Since Cloud is too injured to make it back to the village, the dragon introduces himself as Sephiroth and insists on sheltering Cloud while he heals. While Cloud at first refuses, saying he has no way to pay Sephiroth back, Sephiroth insists since he falsely accused Cloud of stealing before and therefore owes Cloud a debt.
Cloud spends the next couple weeks living in Sephiroth's den and being cared for by the dragon. While there, Sephiroth nicknames him treasure and starts giving Cloud different parts of his stash. While a bit uncomfortable with this, Cloud doesn't want to offend the dragon and accepts the treatment.
When Cloud's leg is healed enough he can make it back down the mountain, he thanks Sephiroth and attempts to leave. Unfortunately....
He moves to get up and start the trek back home only for the dragon’s tail to block his path. 
You can’t leave.
“But I have to go home!” 
The statement makes the dragon frown, or at least Cloud thinks the dragon is frowning. Though he’s known the beast for about two weeks now he still can’t quite figure him out.
You’re staying here. 
Panic surges through him. Surely this is some weird joke he’s just not understanding? 
“Sephiroth, this isn’t funny.” 
No, the dragon agrees, it isn’t.
Before he can react, Cloud finds himself trapped in Sephiroth's large claws and shoved into a golden cage-like object. Behind him, the door locks with an eerie click. 
“Sephiroth, what is this?” He demands before he can think better of it. 
He knows what this is; it is the consequence of catching a dragon's eye!
“You bastard!” Cloud screams, “you never planned to let me go home!” 
He thinks about what he knows of dragons. Territorial beasts who breathe fire and are extremely possessive of their hoard. The hoard he’s been living among. The one that Sephiroth has been decorating him with.
The hoard he is literally caged in.
He feels so stupid! Why didn’t he crawl out of the cave the very first day and drag himself back to the village?
Please don’t be upset, Treasure. 
Treasure! He’s been called treasure by a dragon and he wasn’t expecting to be held prisoner? How could he have been so stupid?
Against his better judgement Cloud throws himself against the cage door over and over until Sephiroth slaps his tail against the ground in a sort of warning. 
Settle down, Treasure. It’s not going to break, but you might get injured.
Cloud tries to escape later, but he gets caught before he can return to his village. Perhaps Sephiroth could threaten to burn the village if Cloud ever tries again. After all, what reason would Cloud have to escape if there is no other "home" to go back to?
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Why did no one tell me about the little “omake” chapters of DandaDan?
I was today years old when I learned the existence of these little extra omake or bonus chapters of Dandadan that expand on what’s going on with some of the other DanDandan characters like the Aira and Evil Eye Jiji one for example.
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I thought it quite cute that Evil Eye cared enough about Aira to help her with getting her old friends to start talking to her again. That was actually oddly sweet of him.
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If I didn’t know any better, I’d say the Evil Eye might secretly have a widdle crush on Aira. Doesn’t have to be true. I mean it’s just me spitting here.
But I’d be lying if Evil Eye crushing on Aira is definitely feeding into my thoughts on Aira and Jiji eventually being a couple.
I DO LIKE the Jijira ship. I mean Dandadan got me wracking up new ships to love like Uno cards with each new arc.
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Already I’m Team Momokarun - obviously. Otherwise why am I even here if not to suffer at the hands of Yukinobu Tatsu as he proceeds to write the most beautiful shoujo romance love story disguised as a shonen battle anime that the world has ever seen and taking his sweet ass time doing it too. That magnificent romantic bastard.
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I’m Team Jijira - I just think they’re NEAT okay? Our secondary BAKAS IN LOVE potential couple next to Momokarun.
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No seriously, I think these two can actually work really, REALLY well together if Aira would just come to her senses of seeing that Okarun is OBVIOUSLY in love with Momo and NOT her, get over him and redirect her interest to the guy who is actually always by her side more than Okarun. Meaning Jiji.
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As for Jiji and where he stands on love and romance. To all the people who keep saying that Jiji is in LOVE with Momo, I raise you one important question? Where? Where is this love you keep insinuating that Jiji has for Momo?
Believe me, I have watched the anime. I have read the manga up to date and all I’ve seen so far is a good boy who just simply cares very deeply for his childhood friend and is very protective of her. Nothing more.
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I mean Aira is more obvious with her feelings for Okarun than Jiji is for Momo.
I dunno man. The Momiji ship and its shippers is giving me Zutara from Avatar vibes. Ya’ll up in here painting this magnificent love story between these two characters and telling everybody who would listen about it but when you actually read the ACTUAL canon content, there is nothing to insinuate anything like that at all.
Then again, I might just be biased because even IF Jiji DID in fact have a crush on Momo … that means shit because WE KNOW Jiji will NEVER end up with Momo BECAUSE SHE IS IN LOVE WITH OKARUN AND HE LOVES HER TOO!
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Not unless Tat-Tat writes an arc where there’s an alternative universe/ reverse time line type shit where Momo ended up with Jiji instead of Okarun due to weebly wobbly, timey wimey stuff.
And now thanks to Aira omake chapter with the Evil Eye, I have more reasons to believe that Jijira could be a possibility. Either way, my Jijira shipping heart has been fed.
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I’m Team Vaminta: or Kintola? Whatever the official Vamola x Kinta ship is called. Doesn’t matter. Vamola is (literally) a queen and Kinta is her king. Nuff said!
My goat and baby girl deserve each other!
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And finally; I’m Team Rinuma - yes, yes, I KNOW Rin and Zuma have yet to actually officially interact in the story but how can I NOT ship them prematurely. The girl with gravity powers making people float and the boy with the umbrella? C’mon it’s like poetry. The ship practically writes itself even if Tat-Tat hasn’t gotten there yet. I see the vision and I’m embracing it while I can; dagnabbit!
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So yeah, those are my current favourite Dandadan ships. Returning to the omakes, I also enjoyed the Chiquitta one.
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Did not know Chiquitta was attending school on Earth. I mean it would make sense since his father is currently working on Earth so that Chiquitta can get all the milk he can get to keep himself healthy and strong. Yeah makes perfect sense actually.
Loved the chapter showing Chiquitta protecting his classmates from older bullies. Like father, like son. Chiquitta got hands man! That’s our favourite kappa son!
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Also Chiquitta imitating Jiji of all people when interacting with a girl is insanely cute. Of all the people for Lil Chiqui to copy, why Jiji of all people? Then again, better him that Kenta, am I right?
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There’s also speculation now that the little girl that suspects Chiquitta to be an alien is actually related to Okarun.
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Like she’s his little sister and that Okarun comes from a large family where possibly some of the background characters we’ve probably overlooked throughout the story may allegedly be related to our favourite Yokai speedster.
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Personally I’m down for this theory since it’ll actually confirm Okarun as being from Earth instead of my crazy theory of him secretly being a member of a humanoid alien race who was abandoned on Earth at birth and raised by a human family or someting like that. .
Because we have yet to glimpse into what Okarun’s home life is as yet, it’s got me wondering if Okarun even has a family. I mean surely he has to have a home because in spite being a loner/outcast for most of his school life, Okarun is always well-clothed, well fed and stocked up on occult-related magazines.
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So outside of the alien heritage theory, it wouldn’t surprise me if Okarun actually comes from a pretty wealthy family and the reason why he’s always seen ready and flexible to go off on his own without his parents wondering about his whereabouts is probably because Okarun’s parents/caretakers are probably living a life where they’re never home with him.
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Perhaps Okarun’s parents work overseas and the reason for Okarun’s deep fascination with the occult is cause its related to his parents’ occupation.
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Maybe his parents are archaeologists or astrologists or a pair of people who study these kind of things and often have to travel abroad for long periods of time while Okarun is left alone; unable to accompany them due to him attending school in Japan.
I mean, it would make sense why we haven’t seen them as yet in the story. To me, Okarun living alone because his parents work overseas sounds more plausible than them secretly being alien.
Perhaps the little girl who suspects Chiquitta of being an alien doesn’t necessarily have to be someone related to Okarun. Perhaps she’s his neighbour or something. Or maybe she doesn’t even know Okarun and is just someone related to Chiquitta’s side of the story.
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On the subject of aliens, it would actually be pretty funny if Okarun’s parents were another pair of refugee aliens who have been living on Earth for years and thus Okarun is secretly an alien who was born and raised on Earth.
Like his parents brought him up on the occult to desensitize him to the existence of the alien race. Their race; although they never revealed the truth of their alien lineage to Okarun, wanting him to grow up believing himself to be just a “normal human boy on Earth” when he actually isn't.
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I mean that’s another theory for the pool of possibilities.
If Okarun parents are indeed secretly aliens then imagine them being Ken Takakura fans as much as Momo is because his movies were the first thing they were exposed to once they came to Earth and thus they decided to take the surname of Takakura and named their Earth-born “alien” son, Okarun after him.
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It would honestly be insane if there comes a time when Momo gets to meet Okarun’s parents and the first thing they bond over is their shared love for Ken Takakura.
That would actually be insanely cute.
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Overall, these are just little headcanons. For all I know, there’s probably no twist to Okarun at all.
He could really just be a regular guy who, despite everything that life had thrown at him, lucked out and found the love of his life and the literal girl of his dreams when she just happened to be passing by on a bad day and noticed him for the first time.
That really could be just it.
Then again; who really knows.
We really have to see what Tat-Tat has cooking up in that noggin of his for this ongoing love story he's made.
The most I will say is that the longer the story drags on with us readers never seeing or knowing anything about Okarun’s homelife, the more this squiggle meister will start to believe that he’s secretly an alien until it’s debunked by the actual story.
~LMS (2025)
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cipheramnesia · 3 days ago
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I would not expect a huge amount from a reality/found footage horror movie about a possessed pregnancy, called "Delivery: The Beast Within" to necessarily offer much, but I figured the concept was just interesting enough that it would at least be, at a bare minimum, interesting to watch. And well, I don't know what to say except this is why I watch random horror, because Delivery: The Beast Within is a really good fake documentary horror.
So the strengths of this style of movie usually revolve around actors delivering more improvised or natural performances, needing relatively few budget intensive effects, and generally using the appearance of lower quality filmmaking to their advantage for suspense or realism. However, the majority of these types of movies generally treat the capacity to use these techniques gives them complete freedom from the need for direction, cinematography, or consistent writing. Plus, of course, the perennial nagging question of "why are they still filming this?" The Paranormal Activity series is probably the best example of lazy found footage horror, where the actors replace naturalistic improvisation with simply being very rude and generally angry at one another, and long, static shots for the sake of a single minor detail pad out the runtime. Poorly made films of this type can feel like they drag on for hours waiting for anything to happen.
Delivery effectively managing to dodge all of the major issues, provide a solid and tense work of horror, along side a bit of subtext plus a genuinely disturbing ending makes the whole affair rather brilliant. I'm not sure what decision helped the most. Having realistic story beats helped a lot - no one in the movie suddenly turns their life over to an imaginary exorcist, everyone acknowledges the protag is going through it, the supernatural parts are just this side of questionable that there's no reason to jump ship. It plays heavily into terrible, family friendly reality TV tropes up front, and there's a good chemistry between the leads where they seem to genuinely care for each other, which makes the gradual decline more distressful. It's just a lot of little details like the way the video artifacting is isolated to the pregnant woman (and switches immediately to the baby after it is born). The husband's reaction to what seems like miscarriage (it felt very nuanced, as someone who gets pretty quiet with strong emotions), and the one major event that makes the couple sever their connection with the documentary crew for several months. It's all a series of clever details that develop into a relatively well thought out plot, good pacing, and respectable camerawork.
On top of all that solid technical foundation, Delivery is also prodding at the USAmerican concept of pregnancy - how it's idealized, how little the physical and mental wear on women is discussed, the stress on relationships, really most of the ways it can impact on people physically, mentally, and socially. This isn't new territory per se, but Delivery makes these topics feel more a piece of the film text, rather than something overtly pointed out to the audience. No one person is explicitly gaslighting or deliberately misleading the pregnant woman, but the social pressures on her both as an expectant mother and also as a woman in crisis surrounded by support for her pregnancy specifically is tangible. It's the kind of subtext you don't necessarily need to recognize to enjoy Delivery as a solid horror film, but it adds layers and emotional resonance to the story.
As a film, it's what you might call a high B; a solid 8/10 performance from something that looks like it's working with 1/10 resources. They tapped into something and everyone involved very clearly committed. There are of course multiple trigger warnings around babies, pregnancy, and animals. But the ending. That was something.
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I know that during intense testing the subjects can have their special person with them to comfort and calm them but what if they're alone? Like the scientists decided to test how'd they react without any form of comfort. I imagine very badly.
When they get back to their cells after any form of testing, how does everyone like to be comforted? Hugs, holding hands, kind words, storytelling?
Yeah, they would struggle pretty badly after rough testing if they didn’t have someone to comfort them.
As for how everyone is comforted, here’s a list!
Grian likes listening to people yap. It takes his mind off of the pain he’s in and/or the exhaustion he feels.
Scott is alone, so he’ll hum quietly and hug himself.
For Pearl, it’s words of affirmation. Hearing that it’s over (for now) and that she can rest works pretty well.
Being held and having someone cover his ears to block out the noise helps Martyn.
As much as physical touch scares him, gentle touches, like tracing along his palm or arm, keep Scar grounded. Anything more intense than that might trigger a panic attack.
Cleo tries to stay angry most of the time so she doesn’t feel anything else, but when it gets to be too much, she’ll summon Skizz or Mumbo, just to see a familiar, friendly face. She doesn’t make them do anything. They’ll all just “chill.”
As much as Joel tries to deny it, physical touch, especially in sore places, helps relax him a little bit.
Bdubs needs hugs—the tighter the better.
Since all the scientists treat him like a wild animal half the time, being treated like a human being is the best way to comfort Ren. That paired with hand holding is especially comforting.
Tango probably needs a little bit of alone time on his bed or in the corner of the cell before someone can approach him. Touches and hugs help once he’s less in his head about whatever he’s just been through.
Etho needs quiet, reassuring words and careful touches. His skin is really sensitive.
Impulse will imagine Skizz is with him in his cell, encouraging him to keep going and comforting him when it’s all too much.
Gem, like Grian, enjoys listening to others. Anything will work, but silly little stories are her favorite.
Since BigB’s also alone, he’ll grow thick vines along his cell walls so he can hide.
Lizzie really appreciates head scratches/massages.
Jimmy needs hugs and eye contact. Being looked at and touched reminds him that he’s still here and able to be seen.
It took me like half an hour to think of all this. Who knew thinking about eighteen characters would be so difficult?
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wholahoop · 2 days ago
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Writing Interview
Thanks to the excellent @xalandrix, @lqtraintracks and @saintgarbanzo for tagging me! ❤️
how many works do you have on ao3? 61 (though I think technically it's only 59, as I'm pretty sure I still have double versions of a couple of old Yuletide exchange fics back when they moved the collections over to AO3)
What’s your total ao3 word count? 1,242,791
Your top 5 stories by kudos?
A big hello to most of my hd_holidays and Erised fics, lol!
Tea and No Sympathy (52k 😮)
Written on the Heart
The Sleeping Beauty Curse
The Potter-Malfoy Problem
Star Quality
(My remaining hd_hols and erised fics are numbers 6 and 7, haha)
Do you respond to comments? uh, sometimes? I usually respond to comments that come in shortly after I've posted. Otherwise, I tend to have a burst of energy every now and then and leave a heap of replies that can be summarised as "lol this is 3 years late, but thanks for your comment ilu!!!" I've caught up on comments on everything, pretty much, apart from my four H/D longfics. I probably won't go back and reply to everything on those, because I suspect it would take me a full working week 😅
What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? My ends range from happy to extremely, extremely happy, haha. Even the one fic that has an open ending I view as happy, because it leaves the characters in a really good place where it's pretty obvious (to me, at least!) that everything is going to go beautifully well.
Oh! I did write an origfic take on the Bluebeard fairytale once, Jam Tomorrow, which has a less straightforward ending? This is the only time I've ever tried second person pov, and it's a more experimental/literary-style fic than is usual for me. I was really happy with it!
What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending? What a difficult question 😂 For non-H/D, I'd say Best Nightmare Come True (SK8, matchablossom) lingers the most in the afterglow, and I think Kyoya Ootori's Guide to Self-Deception for Fun and Profit (Ouran High School Host Club, Kyoya/Haruhi) is pretty lovely.
For H/D, I'd say either Star Quality or The Sleeping Beauty Curse. Though I only exclude Written on the Heart, haha, because the ending is a bit rushed - I think it works well enough and I'm not unhappy with it, but if I hadn't been writing to a deadline oh god I was so late then it might well have been 30k longer, with more aftermath of them fixing the spell.
Do you write crossovers? I was going to say no, but I remembered I did write one once! And Then It Bit Him, a Harry Potter/Petshop of Horrors crossover for the amazing painless_j, who was a really respected and influential reccer back in the day. I think it has Snape's animagus form being a worm 😂
I haven't reread Petshop of Horrors, for years! It's a light horror manga series, with a Japanese nature god, Count D, who basically sells people animals with rules attached, which they inevitably disobey to their peril. Like the film Gremlins, haha. There's a great ship with him and the local cop, Leon, who's VERY suspicious of him, but who somehow becomes his closest friend against both of their wills. It's not BL but it's very shippable. I loved it, but it's also 20? 25? years old, and Count D is androdgynous leaning towards feminine, while Leon is, er, a cop who's clearly resistant to the idea he might be gay and falling for D, so there's a good chance it has some nasty dated humour lurking in there.
Have you ever received hate on a fic? Maybe a few times a year? It's mostly hate towards the fic rather than hate aimed at me, haha, although sometimes it's both. I usually just ignore it or delete it. If it really, really winds me up, then I reply 'lol', so they know I've read it, and then delete it 😂
I usually consider it positive, in the sense that if I've really wound someone up, then at least I'm making them feel something with my writing, right?! Usually people who leave rants fall into a couple of categories:
They really, really love Draco, and think he's perfect and pure and blameless, and how dare Harry be even slightly shitty to him, Harry is the WORST. At the pinnacle of this, is the lengthy comment that still makes me laugh/grind my teeth about how Harry was abusive to Draco and I was a terrible person for presenting such abuse as romantic. (I mean, that sounds like it could be a hot, fucked up fic 😂 But it's not one I wrote!)
They are OUTRAGED by the unfairness of McGonagall re-sorting Harry into Slytherin in an eighth year fic, rather than the hat doing it, lolol. Have they never considered that the idea of sorting people into school houses based on the goals and personalities they have when they're 11 - and one of the personality types is 'ambitious and evil', while another is 'everyone else' - is a particularly fucking stupid one? That maybe their school house isn't all that important when the kids have grow up, and have fought a war? And that the only thing the houses are actually used for in the books turns out to be dormitory allocations, house points and sporting rivalries?
They are triggered by Harry taking up the arse, when obviously it is Draco's role in life to be ploughed instead
I did not tag for [rimming, a bad joke, that the couple are fifth cousins twice removed so it's INCEST you freak, etc etc]. Strangely, I don't remember ever getting any hate on my actual incest fic, The Evil Devil Child and the Perfect Gift, where Scorpius is a charming teenage psychopath who finds out his dad is hot for Harry, and manages to persuade Al to roleplay Harry/Draco in his mission to get their parents together. It's even filthier and more fucked up than it sounds 😂 I still love this Scorpius with all my soul.
Do you write smut? Maybe?
Have you ever had a fic stolen? Yes. Frequently.
Have you ever had a fic translated? Yes! ❤️ A lot of my fics are in Chinese and Russian, and some in French, and I think a couple in Italian and Spanish too. It's so cool!
Have you ever co-written a fic? Nope. I drive myself up the wall trying to get a fic written. I couldn't inflict that on another person 😂
What’s your all time favourite ship? H/D (yes, I still prefer calling it that to Drarry, lol!)
What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? A long time ago I completely failed to finish a Snarry fic I'd promised to someone who'd won an auction :( She was very gracious and understanding, and completely forgave me, but I still feel shitty I didn't come through. I used to love Snarry, but it was a complicated ship for me with competing love and ick feelings, and the pressure got to me so I lost my Snarry mojo completely.
What are your writing strengths? Oh, that's a hard one to answer, but with my self-confident hat on: I think I can write a bloody good love story.
What are your writing weaknesses? Overwriting, for sure - I don't always need to use so many words, or have such long sentences. I overuse italics and ellipses and dashes. If you think my posted fics have a lot of these, you should have seen them before :D
I love an adverb! I replace a lot in editing, because showing rather than telling is so much more effective, but a lot also stay.
I also get stuck on particular words/phrases and repeat them. I try to catch the worst offenders in editing, but in a long fic sometimes you just have to go with it - so please forgive me if you spot I used the word ridiculous a billion times, or someone runs their hand through their hair as a nervous tic a billion times, or whatever.
I also repeat a lot of ideas in fics, though I'm not convinced that's a weakness. If I do reread my fics though, it's pretty obvious what my narrative kinks are though, haha: significant gifts, fireworks, proposals, dining at a fancy restaurant, I could go on.
What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in fic? Mostly I avoid it - I don't see the point in including foreign dialogue when my reader won't understand it, unless my viewpoint character doesn't understand it either. (And even then, it's risky unless I speak that language - which I don't - because you can guarantee a reader will, and they'll lol at your ropey Google translate attempt.)
What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to? I have plenty of ships I haven't written anything for yet, but nothing I'm actively longing to write - if I was, I would have already started something.
What’s your favourite thing you’ve ever written? Oh, that's mean. I'm proud of basically 99% of everything I've written. I think maybe my favourite H/D is Star Quality - I think it's the best paced and plotted, and there's something about pop star Draco covered in glitter that feeds my soul 😂 Plus I love the journeys they both go on in terms of coming to terms with their sexualities - Harry's self-acceptance of something he was ashamed of, and Draco's bravery in doing what always felt impossible to him and coming out to his parents, because he wanted Harry so much he couldn't stand it any more ❤️
I also adore my Ouran fic. I don't write much het, and I don't usually write teen-rated fics either, but it's quiet, and heartfelt, and somehow the most romantic fic I've ever written. Plus I did a ton of research about Japanese culture so I think it does actually feel relatively Japanese. Oh, and I did a ton of research about Harvard too, where part of the fic is set, and I got a comment from someone asking if I'd been to Harvard too, so I considered that the highest of praise!!!
I don't remember who hasn't done this already to tag 😂 So, uh, @bewarethesmirk, @sweet-s0rr0w, @tackytigerfic, @eleadore, @epitomereally, @letteredlettered, @kamaela and any other writer friends scrolling on by who haven't!
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damnfeelings09 · 2 days ago
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Animals AU - Shadow's version
A.N: This my first time attempting to write smut so let me know it it sucks! Remember RED PARTS ARE STALKER THOUGHTS, GREEN ARE YOURS. Always check behind your back twice, someone might be following you.
NFSW: Stalking, blood, weapons, bad leanguage, smut, dark romance +18
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“Look who comes crawling back to me. Nice of you to decide to join us bunny,” he said with a smirk.
“Shut up you idiota. Let's get this over with.” you said standing up on the mat. Shadow walked around you, forming a circle. “Can you stop that? you make me dizzy.”
“Wow, you must really like me bunny.”
“Sorry to burst your bubble but you're not my type hedgehog.”
“Keep telling yourself that bunny. I'm everyone's type.” In one move Shadow had you back against the ground, his hips positioned over you and hands pined above your head. You didn't see that coming. “You're slow.”
Annoyed you tried to roll under him only to have him hold you even tighter this time with both legs hugging your hips. His eyes examined every part of your face, his intense gaze making you flush. Once again your heart was pounding.  “Get off me,” you said, trying to get away.
“You didn't say the magic word bunny.”
“Get off me, you pervert.” You released one of your hands and punched him in the stomach with all your might. Shadow unbalanced freeing one of your legs, you took the opportunity to escape. Once you were on your feet again you got into a defensive stance and prayed that muscle memory was enough. You let out a kick, but before you hit Shadow's leg he grabbed your foot with his hand throwing you to the ground once again.
“You really suck at this bunny. I'll fail this class because of you.”
You snorted in annoyance as you stood up, it had only been a few minutes but you already wanted to kill each other, this wasn't going to work.
“Excuse me for not being an alien hedgehog on steroids.”
“Ouch, you hurt my feelings,” he said placing his hand over his heart. Again he walked in circles around you.
“Please, you don't have feelings,” you replied.
“Right, just for you bunny.” He proceeded to laugh as he attacked you again. You had already lost count of how many times you had ended up on the floor with Shadow on top of you. When class was over, you crawled literally into the shower. Your body aching from every fall, you were grateful for the relief the hot water brought you. Your next class wasn't for another 2hrs so you let yourself soak in the sweet steam. Soaping every part of your body trying to wash away the humiliation you had been through.
You couldn’t spend more time thinking about that idiot. You had bbigger problems, like figuring out what to do with the psycho on the phone. He knew where you lived and had been watching you. You felt stupid. Stupid for finding the number and calling and even more stupid for being naive enough to answer the call later. You didn't want to remember, but your mind traveled there. To that deep, alluring voice that had overpowered you in a few minutes. Your hands instinctively caressing your body as you thought of him.
Who was it, why had he left his number, had it been intentional, what did he look like. The heat building up in your lower belly. Need taken over you and when you noticed your middle finger was already circling your clit. You stifled a moan. You were alone in the showers, alone in the locker room, no one would know what was going on, better yet, no one would know why. Releasing your inhibitions, you moved faster as your other hand searched for your nipples while you imagined his hands... Would they be rough? Soft? Would they be hands or claws? What if it was a Mobian with sharp, thin claws?
“Ah...“ a moan escaped your lips. You wouldn't deny it, mobians were hot. Especially a mobian with dark spikes and red tips... You remembered the touch of Shadow's hands on your body, when he held you against the ground taking you by the hips, he was a prick, but he was a very hot prick. “Ah...“You imagined what it would feel like to have him on you once again, with nothing to prevent contact. His strong arms holding you tight, the friction between his chest fur and your breast, the way your hips would move in a perfect symphony as he fill you in completely. With that image you came, your orgasm had been intense, waves of ecstasy hitting every muscle in your body, almost making you fall on your knees. Between gasps you managed to catch your breath and after a few minutes you stepped out of the shower. As you got dressed you could feel the shudder down your back. Trying to shake off the feeling of shame for having done it while thinking about Shadow.
Surgery was definitely not your best assigment and it was evident, every time you left class frowning, walking fast, almost running past your classmates to leave the room before Professor Brown caught up with you. Victor Brown was the dean of the medical school, head of the surgical department and a pain in the ass. In your first year he had made you retake the exam because he thought you were cheating, the second year he had run you out of the OR 3 times, you had spent more time in his office than in front of the operating table, plus he had hit on you every chance he got. As you walked through the door you let out a breath that you didn't know you were holding. It was 20:30pm, Mailo should’ve already halfway to the University, this time you would have to make the trip back to the city alone.
However, before going home you would have to pick up your laptop from your locker. You quickly made your way across the main garden towards Hall B. The corridors were almost empty, one or two students in sight who were also heading for the exit.
When you got to your locker it was desolate, you checked your cell phone 20:45pm, the last bus would arrive soon and if you missed it you would have to walk through the forest to get to the nearest bus stop. You put the combination of your locker, a shiver creeping through the skin of your neck, an uncomfortable feeling sitting on your stomach, instinctively you turned around but there was nothing, perhaps just your imagination. You grabbed your laptop and put it inside your backpack, once again that feeling as if being watched creeping on the back of your head.
“Hello?” you asked. “Is anyone there?” No one answer, so you turned your attention back to the zipper of your backpack. As you were about to close the locker, you heard banging. You raised your head through the locker door to find a silhouette standing at the end of the hallway, trying to open the door towards you. Fear came over your face, paralyzing you as you watched the figure break through the glass, put his arm through and open the door. In a second your legs came back to life and you started the fastest run of your life out the back door of Hall B.
Maybe you think that you can hide
I can smell your scent from miles…
The night was quiet, the only noise was your footsteps and the footsteps behind you. Fast, strong, constant, following you. You didn't think, you just ran wherever you could, crashing against the walls, almost losing your balance twice. Your body slammed against the front door trying to open it but someone had put a chain n’ lock on it. You took your cell phone it was 21:00pm the last bus with the students had left, you had no escape and there was a psycho chasing you. The footsteps were approaching with speed, soon he would be here.  Your only escape was that door. You crouched down pushing it, leaving a small space,
“If my head goes in, I'll make it.” You thought. First you threw your backpack, then you stuck your head in, brushing your nose against the door. Half of your body was outside when that being found you, running as fast as he could to catch you, fortunately, you had always been good with flexibility and managed to get out before he arrived. For a few seconds he watched you and then ran back the same way. You had gained a little time, it would take him at least 8 minutes to find the exit and get back to where you were, you quickly got up and ran without direction. Your thoughts racing, trying to sort them out while your feet just ran. Distracted, you didn't notice the white lights until they were inches away from you. Overwhelmed by the chase and almost being run over, you tried to focus your eyes, but the lights had momentarily blinded you, the ringing in your ears not allowing you to understand what the other person was saying.
“The fuck bunny?! I almost ran you over.” There was only one person who called you that and at this point you didn't care that he was your savior, Shadow. “Get out of the way.” His raspy voice sounded angry but you were happy to see him as you ran to his side and grabbed his arm.
“Wait!” you begged “Please get me out of here.” Shadow turned up the visor of his helmet, looked at you for a second, his crimson eyes noticing your desperation, but you were too scared to notice the gleam in his eyes.
“Put this on,” he said, placing his helmet over your head, adjusting it. You quickly slipped your leg over and settled onto his bike “Hold on tight.”
Shadow took off. You had heard he liked to ride, but you never imagined he would ride like this. Your arms wrapped around Shadow's waist, pressing your bodies together. Feeling you so close, Shadow accelerated. The motorcycle roared loudly, gold-orange sparks flying from it. You were going so fast, your grip became tighter, feeling the muscles under his clothes, you closed your eyes and when you opened them again you found yourself in the middle of the city lights, far away from the danger.
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fraymotiif · 16 hours ago
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@next-stop-reblog-station as you wish! Treyn/Trewyn/etc – pretty self-explanatory. first names are "ingoing" and "outgoing", might as well add the "train" part back in as a surname Grey – from impossibleJedi's fics. according to the author: "based on a blend of their uniform colors, the black and white game theme, and the dragons. they're working together as a blend of truth and ideals! thus: grey" Vanderbilt – suggested in the previous poll, after the railroad magnate Cornelius Vanderbilt, who apparently had Grand Central Station in NYC built (which Gear Station is arguably based on) Cardinal – from evtraininguniversity's fics, after the four cardinal directions, Ingo being north and Emmet being south, and their parents (in the fics) representing east and west Trevithick – suggested in the previous poll, after Richard Trevithick, who built the first steam locomotive Conway – from yautjan's fic In Tandem and suggested in the previous poll. i'm actually not sure why the author chose this one; perhaps something to do with the scenic railroad in Conway, NH, or the word "way" denoting directions like their first names do Wagner – suggested in the previous poll, a German surname meaning "wagonmaker" or "wagon-driver", somewhat alluding to conducting trains. also goes along with their first names being Germanic in origin Stockton – from raisansgrapeon, from what's considered the world's first public railway line, the Stockton and Darlington Railway Subway – this one's a joke lol Pokémon characters don't have surnames – came up a couple times when discussing this headcanon in various places. technically this isn't able to be proven true or false, since there are characters like the professors who seemingly go by their surnames (at least Oak does for sure, but then it gets confusing with say, Kukui and Burnet, who are married but have different names. could be that she just didn't take his surname but we can't know for certain lol). however for the most part we only get first names for characters. i'm not counting Ash, as he's anime-only and only has a surname in the English translation there were more suggestions that i did not include, but these polls only allow so many options!
the sequel! using suggestions from the original one way back when
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ghostbiie · 9 months ago
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made a sideblog for my new hyperfix
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take a wild guess what it is
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mochasucculent · 2 months ago
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Was looking at refs and since Viktor has two different leg braces I was wondering, do we think he wears them simultaneously?? The refs don't perfectly line up perspective-wise so it's hard to tell but parts of the one he wears during the Hexcore scenes look like they could maybe line up with the brace that he wears over his clothes, but also some parts really don't and look like they'd be super uncomfy. Also HOW does he take these on and off. Experts weigh in
#viktor#arcane#ig my assumption would be that he wears both simultaneously cause in the scene where he injects the shimmer#it seems implied that he just threw off his clothes and kept experimenting#so one might assume he was already wearing the smaller one underneath#tho it is a funny image to think of him just being like 'one sec i gotta go all the way home and grab my other brace to do this'#he can take off the back brace too cause hes not wearing it in the scene where he's in the hospital bed and you can see his shoulder#where the strap would be#but that one seems to make even less sense functionality wise#everything looks like its screwed together#or screwed INTO him#but only the top bolts on his spine are i think#in the close ups of his back brace model it looks like theres cushioning underneath the parts of it that cover the rest of his spine#so he can take it off. but HOW#what parts of it unscrew/detatch to pull open and off#does it not do that at all and he just has to shimmy it off his shoulder and all the way down his legs to get it off like a romper#the shape language of the designs are cool but like. tell me how it wooorrkkksss#forgive me if im just dumb and dont know at all how braces work and theres a very simple practical explanation for all this#any king who wants to infodump about mobility aids at me....the floor is yours#something to be said i suppose about the fact that zaunites have crazy prosthetics with wild augmentations that work flawlessly#and piltover's like. idk heres some fucking uncomfortable ass metal. salo gets wheelchair in non ada compliant place#they havent ever needed to adapt to accommodate disabilities etc etc#or maybe artists were just like 'heres a design' and everybody clapped and didnt give it a second thought#and then they just turned off the visibility on the mesh when they didnt need it knowing thered not be a scene where its taken off#dont even wanna THINK about what that rig would look like#like 40 different controllers#soft body and rigid hard surfaces needing to move together....#a cold chill just shot up my spine#<- guy who is only an animator and doesnt know how to rig#forgive the magic wand tool with zero cleanup. i am lazy
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bumfuzzled-bee · 22 days ago
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