#never humiliates her or treats her as anything LESS than him

[backjustforberena]

Corlys "Heart Eyes" Velaryon:

[colourstreakgryffin]

Omg I love your platonic alastor writings!!

Can you do headcanons for alastor x daughter!reader where the reader is now in her teens and gets embarrassed when alastor still treats her like a little girl?

Haha! Alastor being that embarrassing dad who doesn’t want his princess to grow up be like— I definitely can, darling. Consider it done! Kinda short… but done!

Alastor- Old Habits, Never Die

God… Dad, please stop. You’re embarrassing me!

This is all you think. Being the daughter of the Radio Demon is pretty hard. As a little girl, you didn’t have to deal with much but now as a teenager, almost around eighteen, you have begun trying to befriend Sinners(with very little success) and the small amount of friends you manage to make with the much older sinners around you, it ends with them creeped out by your Dad

You want to lash out at Alastor for the way he treats you but you can’t really blame him. He just loves you but then again, you hate how he always babies and coddles you. You’re not seven years old anymore; you’re seventeen, you don’t want people thinking you’re some spoiled brat or a overly daddy’s little princess

You’re already universally feared for having traces of your father’s immense powers and as well as universally disliked by a big handful of sinner demons for being your father’s daughter. So, you’re pretty isolated as a whole and Alastor just makes it worse for you

Alastor isn’t aware that the way he acts is humiliating and degrading towards you. He just wants his babygirl to never grow up and he can’t just watch you go out shopping on your own and see you wear bigger clothing on your bigger body and not cry hysterically at seeing his beloved daughter grow up

Alastor just wants one more day of you as a little five year old again. Where you’d run up to him and cry about your nightmares, and he’d put you on his chest, sit down in a rocking chair and sing you back to sleep. He loved those days, he wants just one more. He misses his babygirl so young and little and childish

Alastor is that type of dad who wants to stay in touch with you and your friends so he tries to do the ‘cool stuff’ you younglings like, in hopes to bond with you further, he can’t bond with you over dolls and dress up. He’ll bond with you through the new things you like

Alastor, of course, won’t stop treating you like a little girl. He’ll talk baby-like, he’ll get you food, he’ll take your belongings to hold himself, he’ll hold your hand, he’ll do your hair up for you. He does everything for you and is so blind in his fatherly love for you, to realise how selfish his actions are and how careless he’s become, as a result of not wanting to lose you as a child

Overtime, this unintentionally harsh treatment begins to strain your relationship with Alastor and you grow less patient with him, establishing boundaries and ordering him to stop inserting himself into your life

He doesn’t take that kindly. Alastor is offended and angry that you’re annoyed with him. He is your father, he has every right to be apart of your life, social or literal and he begins to argue with you

You have to constantly lay down the truth that you’re not a little girl anymore and Alastor refuses to accept it as fact. He wants you to stay young and childish, and he won’t ever admit that he knows your time as a child is up and he doesn’t want to lose that little princess

But don’t worry, Alastor will soften up and try decrease this behaviour and treatment when he realises you’re avoiding him and he tries his best to stop treating you like a little girl… despite, all he sees when he looks at his teenage daughter is the little deer-featured child who ran to him when she was scared…

He’ll try his darnest stop it for his babygirl, even if he doesn’t want to. He just wants you happy more than anything

“Darling… look. Look, I get it. I’ve been acting rather… unfavourably towards you and I apologise, it’s just… hard to have watched you go from so little to so big… it’s… it kinda hurts”

[mrsshabana]

𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓!𝐆𝐘𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 ⛧ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎

꒦꒷‧₊ Summary Being too afraid to spend another night alone, you decide to invite your best friend, Mitsuri, over for a sleepover. But you'll soon realize that was a mistake. Have you already forgotten how much your ghost loves to humiliate you? ꒦꒷‧₊ Content Gyutaro x female!reader, 18+ MDNI, masturbation, exhibitionism, voyeurism. ꒦꒷‧₊ Note 1.5k words.

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The ghost stopped showing himself after that night. You could feel his presence but he never actually appeared like he had that first time.

But even though he wouldn't show himself, that didn't stop him from treating you like a toy. Knocking things over, shutting off the electricity, and even touching you while you slept. It was all a game to him.

And you'd be lying if you said you weren't terrified. Fed up of countless sleepless nights you decided to invite your best friend over for a sleepover, Mitsuri. In hopes that some company would make you feel more at ease. Or at least she would acknowledge your home was haunted so you'd feel less crazy.

But you should have known this would be a bad idea. You seem to have forgotten that the ghost gets a kick out of embarrassing you in front of other people.

Things are calm for now, though you still can't shake the feeling that you're being watched. Despite that, you still try to have a fun night with your friend.

The two of you sit on the couch in your pajamas, eating pizza, and watching a horror movie. The ring to be specific, as it's one of Mitsuri's favorites.

Then the iconic scene comes where the girl crawls through the tv, except something looks off. It looks so much more real than you remember.

The ghost crawls through your television, crawling onto the ground like some demented monster only to look into your eyes, striking fear into you.

You can't help but scream as your body jolts from the jumpscare.

"Y/N, haha!" Mitsuri laughs, "I thought you've seen this movie before! It's not that scary!"

What she doesn't know is that a ghost really did jump out of your tv! And he's rolling on the floor laughing his ass off.

"You should have seen your face!" He laughs hysterically.

You're about to say something to him before you remember Mitsuri has no idea he's there at all, so instead you're stuck trying to play it cool and ignore him like last time. "Oh haha sorry, that part gets me every time."

Mitsuri chuckles but returns her attention back to the movie, oblivious to the fact that there's an unwanted visitor in the room.

"C'mon you gotta admit that was pretty good," he smirks as he walks over to you, "I used to love this movie..." he trails off as he briefly thinks about his life when he was alive but he quickly shrugs it off, not wanting to think about it.

You want to talk to him, ask him questions, cuss him out, anything really. But you can't when Mitsuri is right there. It pisses you off that he decided to show himself now of all times and refused to do it when you were alone. But unbeknownst to you, he's doing it for a reason. Not only does he like toying with you but he also doesn't want you asking him questions about his past.

All you can do is look at him with a mixture of anger and confusion.

"What?" he quirks his brow, "Oh right, I guess I never really introduced myself." He plops beside you on the couch, "Name's Gyutaro."

You want to ask for a last name but knowing how much he hated you asking questions about his family, you know he'd probably refuse.

At least now you can get a proper look at him. He's tall and very thin with the palest skin you've ever seen. His long black hair seems weightless as it floats around his face. But what catches your eye is the black spots on his face. You don't know what they are but they look like birthmarks. The other thing you notice is the blood splatted on his t-shirt.

At first, you're confused but then you think about the fact that if he's a ghost, surely he must have died somehow. It makes you sad as you think about all that blood being a result of him dying in some violent way. He may be annoying but no one deserves that.

"Your friend is pretty cute," he interrupts your thoughts, "But not as cute as you... y'know I can't stop thinking about the other night. I could tell you liked it." He leans closer to your face, trying to get a reaction out of you.

"I think you owe me back. It's only fair," he says as he pulls down his pants, exposing his erection.

Your eyes widen at the sight. Maybe you should have expected this knowing how immature and horny he is, but you can't help but be shocked.

He leans back onto the sofa, getting comfortable as he languidly starts stroking himself.

You look over at Mitsuri, then to Gyutaro again. Your face heats up, completely embarrassed about the situation you're in. You know your friend can't see him but that doesn't make it any better! She's sitting on your right while this annoying ghost is jerking off on your left.

"Just touch it, I promise it doesn't bite," he moves his hips closer - gently tapping your arm with his member, "C'mon, pleaaase!" He whines like an entitled child.

You just cross your arms and refuse to give him any attention, hoping that he'll get bored and stop.

Even though he's annoying, you can't help but find something about him charming. Maybe it's the fact that he's not how you imagined ghosts to be. Or maybe it's that playful attitude he seems to have.

And honestly, you can't deny that he's attractive. Having a ghost haunting your new home isn't ideal, but at least he's sexy and seems to have taken a liking to you. He acts like a needy puppy, desperate for your attention.

Probably because he's been trapped here for so long, all alone.

But even so, how would it look if you started touching him? If Mitsuri glanced over she'd see you jerking off the air! How embarrassing that would be! So even if you're willing to play along, you can't do it now. And Gyutaro knows that, it's just all a part of the fun.

"Fine, be that way," he pouts as he tilts his head back and focuses on pleasuring himself.

You peek over to see him picking up the pace. Slowly bucking his hips as his eyes squeeze shut and the tip of his cock glistens with precum. Soft moans escape his lips as he gets closer and closer.

Shifting uncomfortably, you rub your thighs together - feeling your panties begin to moisten. Hopefully, he doesn't notice because you know it'll only make his cocky attitude worse.

"Fuck," he groans, "I'm so lucky a hottie like you moved in, Y/N. You have no idea."

"You're annoying, but at least you're somewhat of a friendly ghost," you think to yourself, wishing you could openly respond to him.

"Ah," he moans softly, leaning closer to you. You feel his body tense up and his hand stroke faster.

It's not long before he's spilling all over the place, shooting his load without any care for where it lands. It splatters on the couch, your arm, and on your lap - splattering all over the plate of pizza you had sitting there. You feel stupid for not moving it sooner, but you honestly didn't expect a ghost to be able to ejaculate like that.

What makes it even more disturbing is how cold and slimy it is.

He doesn't even bother to clean anything up, he just sits there panting with a sick grin on his face. "Heh, you look good like that."

Before you can grab a napkin to wipe it off, Mitsuri speaks up, "Are you going to eat your pizza, Y/N? You said you were starving but you haven't even taken a bite yet!"

"Haha! Yeah Y/N, you gonna eat it or not? I don't see nothing wrong with it," Gyutaro taunts.

Your face goes red, she must not be able to see the ghostly semen all over your pizza. "I-I um..." you choke, not wanting to do this.

"Oh come on, don't be a wuss!" Gyutaro teases.

"Mine tasted great! But if you don't want it I'll have it," Mitsuri says, reaching over and grabbing your plate.

"No! I'll eat it!" You snatch the plate, not wanting your friend to eat the tainted food.

You look at Gyutaro, narrowing your eyes to show your displeasure for what you're about to do.

Hesitantly opening your mouth, you take a bite of the pizza. You shudder as you feel the cold slimey substance hit your tongue and slide down your throat. The texture is disgusting but at least it doesn't really taste like anything.

Gyutaro begins to giggle, watching in amusement as you force his cum down your throat.

"That's it," he snickers, "Eat up like a good girl! I think I'll stay here and watch you eat every last bite!"

[voiddaisy]

GIVE ME GOOD SISTER CASSANDRA CAIN

Cass, who knows Dick sometimes just needs someone to sit with him (he feels too much to articulate it all — every time he opens his mouth to speak, he chokes on his words. she knows how it feels. she doesn’t need him to speak to understand him, anyway).

Cass, who takes shit from everyone BUT Jason, because she knows Jason needs to be treated like a wounded dog, not an angry one (she famously gives him the “are you serious right now” look every time he snaps at her. He always apologizes right after).

Cass, who finds Tim on his bathroom floor, passed out from exhaustion, and drags him to her room to sleep so she can keep an eye on him and make sure no one interrupts his sleep (she constantly sees how exhausted he is, pushing himself harder and harder to prove himself to Bruce instead of acknowledging how exceptional he already is).

Cass, who knows that Damian is still a kid, and routinely watches kid movies or plays with LEGOS just so he can join her without being embarrassed (she knows that there is nothing more humiliating to him than his desire to just be a kid.)

Cass, who has never been afraid of Damian, not once, even when he is swinging his sword at her and calling her cruel things (she knows he was never taught to be gentle — his words hurt her but knowing that his anger will linger his whole life hurts worse).

Cass, who taught Duke how to read people better when he first joined the family so he never felt less than or out of the loop (she sees the insecurity on him like a heart on his sleeve — he is not beautiful yet, but he could be.)

Cass, who uses her brothers as canvases to practice her makeup skills on. Cass, who gives her brother’s relationship advice but says it like it’s the most obvious answer in the world. Cass, who forces her brothers to dance with her at Galas because they should be having fun. Cass, who still doesn’t really understand the concept of birthdays, so every few months gets a gift for each of her brothers so she makes sure she never misses one. Cass, who knows everything about her brothers, down to how they are feeling at each exact moment. Cass, who can take down any one of her brothers in a fight and pushes them to be better heroes. Cass, who loves her brothers dearly and would do anything for them.

[flos-obsessivus]

What if Lillian’s betrothed was angry at us bc ya know we stole her fiancé (no matter how unintentional it was) and confronted us. Maybe at like a ball where Lillian asked us to dance and not her infront of the ballroom no less.

Kinda like those Mawhas? Ya know what I mean? But we just look uncomfortable and finally yell smth like “ idk what I did he’s the one going after me!” Like trying to show her we are not competition (even if Lilian says otherwise)

Like even if I like the Prince back I would never be a mistress, i would feel to guilty for the princess that just wants to be loved ya know? I would just quietly try to step out of the limelight and try and leave but how would the princess react? Or Lillian ? Anyway I love your stuff! Sorry if this is long and I hope you have a great day!

Pretty basic answer but: For the princess, she'll definitely be enraged, but when you chose to exclaim that you don't want him, it'll be close to confusion, but still, she was humiliated beyond belief that his fiance chose to be with his advisor more than her. Irrational thinking would get her very quickly and would result on a target on your back, essentially dooming you. On the other hand, Lilian would be incredibly sad, it doesn't matter what you did, what matters is that he loves you! You're the only real person that treated him with respect! Besides, isn't this like one of those romantic books where the prince meets his true love in a ball and danced the night away? Well, granted he met you before but still! This is supposed to be a happy ending!

There must be a reason why you reject him! It's... It's because of the princess isn't it? A group of guards apprehends her before you could do anything, his father might not approve of this sudden breakoff but that doesn't matter. Once his father learns of his true love, he'll have no choice but to approve of it, you're the only chance of breaking the curse the great fae has befell upon him.

[transhawks]

Why does everyone treat Hawks having always been an assassin as canon? I know he was brought in as a replacement for Nagant but as far as I’m aware there’s no actual proof he killed anyone before twice

You're right! We've never been explicitly told he has a kill-count of anything but 1 (rip Jin). However (honestly you knew this would make me actually write, didn't you?)....

1. The HSPC has changed (somewhat)

It's spelled out to us that Madame Prez wasn't like her predecessor. Her methods weren't as brutal, she was way into a war of information. In some ways, crueler. Kaina wasn't executed - instead she had her hair shorn and was defamed, humiliated.

Nagant assumes Keigo has been used like her. Horikoshi says Madame Prez groomed Keigo from a much earlier age than the middle school-aged Kaina so he had way less ability to leave or question (additionally, he was so sheltered from society and marginalized that he simply would have been incapable until he was an adult).

This is what the story says outright. So, yes, you're right - everything else is speculation. But then the question is why people believe this is canon outside of the typical abysmal literacy found in this fandom?

2. But Hawks being Hawks doesn't Make It Easier

Truth be told, I'm on your side. I used to very much doubt he had much of a body/kill count. I still think it might be single digits if we consider actually murdering someone with his own hands/quirk, though I suspect he might be responsible for deaths in other ways. I would have completely accepted Jin being his first (and only at this point) murder.

So why did I change my mind about this? Simply; Keigo's a fucking freak. I say this with love.

Every so often Keigo says or does something in this manga that both confirms he's kind of insane and in a very different moral space than everyone else, and just off-handedly mentioning he went and, after being subjected to third degree burns and essentially losing limbs, immediately went to eliminate every last sample even after the battle (where he was carried off by Tokoyami mind you) as in....destroying Jin's body or ensuring no one can use it. He's offended when it's clear Dabi got the better of him with this.

Mind you, he's the world champion at repressing his feelings, duh, but the fascinating way he speaks about this (a minute after screaming they NEED TO KILL JIN AGAIN) speaks volumes. Keigo's completely undaunted about handling death and its aftermath. If he's never killed before, he's been certainly trained to in a way that he handles it professionally.

There's one more thing that makes me think Keigo did kill before Jin. We can argue over how much Keigo hesitated killing Jin, but I think it's a point in that he did in how much he ABSOLUTELY does not with All For One.

Like he does not hesitate. Immediately tries to put a feather-knife through his brain. Logically, I mean, I think anyone would try to one-shot AFO because the more time the man that has (until he rewound himself) the more time he has to fuck you up, but still. He tries to stab through his man's head as soon as he gets out of the portal.

Here's Keigo just admitting it, albeit saying he expected it wouldn't work, but really, he's more apologizing he can't immediately kill this man.

No hesitance.

My final piece of evidence is that Keigo is currently walking around Japan in a suit with a katana begging mfers to "try it bitch". Like being quirkless, not a hero, none of that is stopping him if he needs to defend himself. And it's not like he can pin someone away with his feathers. Nor does he have dozens of daggers at his disposal anymore, just one blade. He's the type to try and finish things quickly as the manga has shown time and time again. I really hope no one actually tries to assassinate him because there's an extreme likelihood he'll just decapitate them in the SPC boardroom.

3. Red, Red Hands

To recap, we know Keigo has been trained to kill, in a multitude of ways (and not only with his quirk), and has always seen killing as option/tool he can use. The HSPC might not be as eager to kill as Kaina's era was, but they raised Keigo with the intent to use him to be able to kill people and cover it up. While there's no proof of other murders, there's proof he's been given the training, tools, and expectation to kill. And his attitude towards killing isn't making it seem like he's not done it before. Of course, he's not agonizing over it like Kaina, which makes me think he was used sparingly to kill.

But the other thing to ask is - will Keigo continue to kill (and not like in personal defense) or lead to the deaths of others? He's already set on reforming the Public Safety Commission by allowing for the reform of Villains who cooperate, renaming the Commission to distance itself from solely heroism... We're still a few chapters away of seeing what this new president has in store for society and how he'll distinguish his methods from the people who created him, but we also have two hundred and fifty chapters of him expressing dislike of how he's used, so perhaps it's fair to say he's not continuing the cycle?

[thousandyearphantombunker]

The Owl House Critical Post, scroll away now I don't know if I am being too harsh in this post but I wrote it anyway so if you don't wanna read something potentially upsetting this is a warning (to those who decide to read please tell me if I'm being too harsh)

I remember initially hating how the show handled its villains, they all felt like jokes, they never felt like threats or like they provided a meaningful challenges for the main cast, they never had any real depth or complexity. but i bit my tongue, I was told that I was basically a dumbass for complaining that Bump openly breaks a law that's supposed to be punishable by death so that Luz could fulfill her witchy fantasy and that he wasn't arrested. the show could've had him make the multiclass student thing be something underground- boom it lets luz live out her fantasy but doesn't ignore what was established about the setting and creates potential stakes if these underground classes ever got discovered! That already made me angry but the cult thing is what I wanted to complain about- i only had basic ass knowledge about cults and TOH fails at portraying that crap, most people in the EC can just quit and do so in a way that makes it feel like they're just quitting a job, it doesn't feel like they fear losing their friends or sense belonging and community, they don't feel like they're anything but jokes. Leaving a cult is scary, often times cults will send their followers into the real world and set them up to have bad experiences so they'll come running back, they'll hire thugs to scare them into staying or position them in away so that they suffer (sending them out without money or the skills to survive), they humiliate those who begin to ask questions so that they stay in line. guilt tripping, putting members against each other, cutting off contact with the rest of the world! The show only adds the whole 'forced to fight on a mountain' thing for flavor! Everytime it brings up actual stuff cults do it feels like it's more for flavor than actually writing this topic with sensitivity- look at how they treat Lilith! Imo It feels like the show insulting people for ever trusting belos, treating them like they're braindead and could've just realized fairly easily that he was evil. It's the most egregious with hunter who was basically fucking born into the EC. the show is also pretty black and white, which is curious for a show that gets praise for its portrayal of religious trauma. You think the show would be more grey. I did deeper research into cults and just got SO tired of people talking about how good the show was at conveying such a heavy topic. The titan reveal also doesn't help- Luz is told by an all powerful deity that she is the chosen one basically and is told that old man is evil and needs to go down- isn't that the same justification that belos uses for his actions- not saying belos should've gotten redemption or forgiveness but this feels wrong. He deserved to die don't get me wrong but using this justification feels gross. What's even worse is that the titan made Philip's life harder on purpose- ah yeah that brainwashed cult victim would totally change his mind especially if you make his life harder- yeah I would've preferred if belos was depicted in a flashback just having a bad time on the boiling isles and cherry picked those bad experiences to justify his actions. Also I hate that the show just writes belos off as greedy and glory seeking when it could've conveyed a message about how people can get absolutely get warped by religious dogma. I do wonder though if I'm being too harsh because TOH is for kids and I was told it would be hard to portray this stuff in a way kids could understand. I can come up with ways to make the breaking the law openly thing less egregious but I am struggling to think of ways the show could have handled the cult thing, I am aware that maybe I'm accidentally saying stuff that is kind of bad faith but this is my truth. I feel like TOH wasn't good at villains and it sure as hell didn't write cults well

[mrzombielover]

- slow ride ch1

feat. sinner!adam x fem!hotel worker!reader

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warnings: NSFW, enemies to fuckbuddies, adam and reader both suck, unhealthy relationships, size kink oooops, light degradation

a/n: oh my god this is so self indulgent. something is fr wrong with me bc all my favorite men are irrevocably fucked up and toxic and emotionally damaged and would treat me like shit teehee

wc: 2.2k

“You took my shame and you took my pride / And now you gonna take me for a slowride”

When even Charlie is trepidatious about checking someone in to the hotel, you know they’ve fucked up bad.

Adam had shown up, tail between his legs, admitting something about how he’s “desperate enough to try anything,” even this “stupid delusional humiliating hotel.”

Charlie, who’s more like an angel than Adam ever was, had ultimately decided that he could stay. After a lengthy and heated discussion, she’d reminded the group that the hotel’s policy states that everyone deserves a chance at redemption, regardless of the sins they’ve committed. Considering he killed your friend, you thought that was bullshit, but it’s Charlie’s hotel at the end of the day, and you’re just along for the ride.

You like Charlie, which is why you put up with having Adam around. She’s a good person- genuinely, deep down. There’s no hidden motives in her actions. You’ve not met many good people in your life, so she’s won your respect, even if you have your doubts about the hotel’s premise.

But for as much as you love her, you briefly questioned her sanity when she asked you to keep a special eye on Adam.

“…and how exactly is that the job of treasury secretary?” You deadpan.

“Wellll…” Charlie trails off, looking away for a moment. “It isn’t really. Buuut what if I was asking as a favor, for your friend?” She clasps her hands together, giving you a smile. You have to avert your eyes from the hopeful look on her face before your resolve cracks.

“No way in hell,” You say quickly.

“Please!”

“No,”

“Pleaseee!”

You bite your lip as you think. He’s obnoxious, yes, but what’s really the worst that could happen? You close your eyes and sigh.

“…you owe me one,”

You regret accepting every day. Nobody got along with Adam. Well, nobody except for Nifty, who seemed thrilled to have a real bad boy staying in the hotel. You, however, got along with him the least of all.

For someone who’d come to the hotel in his time of need- who was in no position to ask for anything other than forgiveness- Adam sure has a smartass mouth. It seems Charlie just wants to give you a brain aneurysm, that’s why she gave you this job. Even if that wasn’t her goal, that’s certainly the stage you’re approaching, because fighting with Adam everyday is 100% going to make you pop a blood vessel.

You can’t help it. Something about him- the way he acts, the forced proximity, just gets under your skin, makes your eye twitch. He should be groveling, begging for forgiveness, putting his heart and soul into bettering himself, yet all he does is bitch and moan. Constantly complaining would be one thing, hell’s full of whiners, but he also feels the need to voice every thought he’s ever had, which often includes insults and snide remarks about those around him. You’ve never been one to take that shit- though, nobody at the hotel really does. It seems to be much worse with you two, specifically, though.

The problem comes in because, as much as you hate to admit it, you might sometimes occasionally have some things in common with him. No, you’re not quite as loud or crude or obnoxious, you don’t generally insult people for fun, but if someone deserves it?

You’ve tore into people for way less than murdering your friend, showing up on your doorstep and being a pain in your ass 24/7, especially if you’re in a particularly shitty mood. Reduced people to tears for mildly inconveniencing you, having an annoying voice, wasting food, etc etc… all of which Adam does.

Generally, you’re apathetic to what goes on around you, especially at the hotel. You’re fed, don’t have to pay rent, and can pretty much do whatever you want, so dealing with the annoying, traumatized, dramatic residents and staff is a fair trade off in your eyes. Adam should, in theory, be no different than the rest of them to you. So you cannot, for the life of you, figure out what about him makes him so much worse than the rest.

You just try not to think about him as much as possible. But when you ignore him, he just seems to get worse.

“Jesus, you don’t think it’s a bit early to start drinking?”

You mentally groan as you hear his voice, avoiding eye contact as you crack open the bottle.

“I mean, Isn’t this shithole supposed to be for rehabilitation?” You can practically hear the smirk in his voice as he opens the fridge.

“Why don’t you focus on your own rehab first, dick? Been weeks now and you’re still an asshole,” You snap, before taking a swig of your beer. He shrugs, grabbing the orange juice from the fridge and placing it on the counter. He walks past where you’re leaning on the counter to get a glass.

“I mean, damn, you didn’t even try today, huh?”He laughs.

“Why are you pickin’ a fight with me right now?” You raise your voice a little, exasperated and too hungover to deal with this.

“oh, uh, i dunno… i’m bored?” He shrugs again, looking over to you with a self satisfied smile. You groan in frustration, then sigh, forcing yourself to keep it together.

“…and you wonder why your wives left you,” you mumble with a roll your eyes, turning to quickly leave the kitchen. you don’t see his face, but judging from the sound of a crash and footsteps quickly following you into the hallway, you hit a nerve. oh, god, here we go…

“you fucking junkie bitch!” he yells after you as you stomp up the stairs.

“you’re proving my point right now!” you say over your shoulder.

“Like you have room to talk? Let’s bring up your love life, huh?!”

“oh my god shut up!” Angel yells through the door as you pass his room. “Every fuckin’ morning with you two!”

Adam ignores him, continuing to rant as he follows closely behind you, every degrading name he can think of spilling from his lips.

“…fucking whore cunt- whose not even fucking listening to me!” he says as you turn into your room. you turn, attempting to slam the door, but he sticks his foot in the gap and grabs the door, shoving it back open.

“what in the fuck is your problem today?!” you yell.

“it’s you, bitch!”

“oh my god- how do you care about anything this much? Seriously, it’s not that deep!”

you jump a little as he suddenly slaps the beer bottle out of your hands, the glass shattering loudly and the leftover beer soaking your socks. your jaw drops, outraged, and you can’t help the reflex to reach up and smack the side of his head.

“ow!” he yelps, and you raise your fists to hit him again, when-

“you- fucking bitch-!” he shouts. you cry out in surprise as he grabs your wrists and yanks you with surprising ease, shoving you roughly into the wall behind you.

theres a struggle, both grunting with the strain of pushing against each other as Adam wrestles to keep the upper hand. You go to knee him, but he moves quicker, slotting one of his legs between your own and pressing his body against yours to pin you completely against the wall.

then, something changes. he pauses, the close proximity seems to have finally registered in his brain. his eyes widen and you pause too, both panting, faces inches apart. his grip loosens, and a flicker of confusion crosses his features.

“wait, what’s-“

“shut up,” you snap suddenly. before you even realize what you’re doing, your hands are on his chest, and you’re shoving him towards your bed.

“take off your shirt,” you command as the back of his knees hit the mattress and he’s falling backwards. he quickly does as you say, looking up at you with wide eyes as you straddle him and rip your own shirt off as well. he mumbles a nice when he sees you’re not wearing a bra. you reach to tug off the sweatpants you had on, and as soon as you can kick them away Adam’s hands are on your waist and flipping you over. He hurriedly rips off the rest of his clothes before he’s back on you, leaning down to eagerly press kisses down your neck. you have to tilt your head to make room for the horns now permanently attached to his head, and you think of the irony of this situation.

the sound of fabric ripping followed immediately by two of his fingers finding your clit makes you gasp. you bite back a whimper as he begins to rub rough and sloppy circles on your clit. the pleasure doesn’t last long before he’s pulling his hand back, only to shove a finger inside your cunt quickly, and you gasp again. being so unprepared, the stretch burns a bit. fuck, has he always had such big hands? he’s gentle at first, as he works the single finger in and out of you, and once the pain subsides, he quickly adds a second one.

“Oh, fuck,” you can’t help the curse that slips past your lips, and before long you’re rocking your hips against his hand. his movements are rushed and sloppy, impatient as he stretches you out. he chuckles dryly, and you shoot him a glare.

once again, before long, he’s pulling away, and grabbing you by the shoulders to make you sit up with him. you whine involuntarily at the loss of contact, and the cocky bastard laughs again.

“So impatient, babe,” He grins.

“Shut up,” You say again, pushing him so that he’s sitting up against the bed frame. You crawl over to him, and straddle his lap. His hands find your ass, groping it roughly while you grab the base of his cock and align the tip with your entrance.

You both gasp in unison when you swiftly lower yourself to take his full length. A strangled moan escapes from your lips and you let your head fall forward to rest on his shoulder. Eyes squeezed shut, you wait so you can adjust to his size. Seriously, how had you never noticed how big he was before now? Prematurely, Adam angles his hips and suddenly thrusts up into you, making you cry out in pain and pleasure.

“Oh you like that, bitch? Huh?” He says teasingly, running his hands up and down your back before moving his hips again.

“You have seriously got to learn to be quiet,” You retort through gritted teeth, reaching up to pull his hair from the roots. He lets out a groan, followed by a more pathetic whine as you begin to move on his length.

It must be all the pent up emotion, because you’re very quickly unable to speak beyond a few curses and wanton moans. Adam however, can’t seem to stop talking. Mumbling about how good you feel- for a whore, how he didn’t think you’d be so tight, how you’re so fucking sexy he wishes he’d done this sooner.

“Ugh, Adam- shut up!” You groan as you move desperately. He whines as you pull his hair again for emphasis, biting his lip as you feel his hips snap up into yours.

“Oh, god-“ You’re squealing, back arching as you can feel your whole body tense. You’re on top, but as you grow more limp, he’s holding you upright as he roughly fucks into you. “I’m close!” You warn, and it comes out a strangled sob.

You’re so, so close. Euphoria clouds your brain, and collapse onto him as he continues to hold you up to thrust into you.

You fall backwards, and Adam follows, caging you underneath him as he chases his own release now.

“oh- fuck- don’t stop!” You’re practically screaming as your orgasm crashes over you, and you wrap your arms around and claw at Adam desperately, fingernails leaving marks on his fleshy back. You only faintly register the breathless laugh he lets out at your state as he now pounds into you.

He slams into you with an intensity that forces the air out of your lungs, and even Adam can’t form thoughts or speak anymore.

“Oh, fu-uuck, fuck, fuck, oh my god,” He can’t believe the noises that are coming from him, but he also can’t find it in himself to care when you feel this good. You’re so sensitive, and still tight from your previous climax, and he can feel your pulse in the walls of your cunt as you clench around him.

Pleasure quickly turns to overstimulation, and you moan his name again, reaching up to pull at his hair, horns, wings, anything, as tears begin to prick at your eyes. Hearing you moan his name, seeing the look on your face, knowing he’s the one doing this to you is what he needed to send him over the edge.

“o-oh my god-“ he groans, hips stuttering as he presses his body as close to yours as possible, spilling his cum deeply inside of you with an actual moan.

He stays still for a moment, both of your breathing labored, sweat making your hair stick to your foreheads and necks, but you stay holding eachother. While both your brains are still fuzzy, thoughts muddled from the aftershocks, he takes a hand up and wipes your hair away from your face, and the tears from your eyes.

Eventually, he sits up and pulls out of you, rolling over to lay next to you on the bed. Neither of you say anything, too fucked out to think of the repercussions from your actions.

[ilikekidsshows]

Just remembered that in Evolution Marinette is baffled that Cat Noir immediately is able to use the Rabbit Miraculous is a clever way to trick the power limitation. Its just really funny how mask-off they were about how lowly Marinette thought of Cat Noir the whole time. She was baffled that he's competent when he isn't just used as human sacrifice and left in the dark with nothing and no communication. Wow, who would have thought? According to Evolution, clearly not Marinette lol

Makes you wonder what her plan even was. She's infamously incapable or just plain unwilling to give Cat Noir any kind of help and she has yet to do it even once, so I guess she was just gonna let him fumble his way through time without any help from her which would have been humiliating, frustrating, and crushing for Cat once more. Did she just plan to pat his back for so long until he gives up in frustration and tears and then she takes over again but she forever use the excuse that "Well, I TRIED. Not my fault that Cat Noir needed more than no support from me"

Seriously, her having been dumbfounded by Cat Noir having more use then being abused and being her eternal support giver changes the entire situation. It really makes it once again seem like she didn't let Cat Noir have the Rabbit for HIS sake or because she finally sees him, it reframes her decision as much more self-serving.

That she simply gave the Rabbit to him because that redirects the blame to HIM when he fucks it up, can't do it, or whatever, and that she cant be viewed as neglecting him when she let's him do this

Only that her being baffled that he's competent still makes this a clear case of neglect. It's a nice thought that Marinette would have helped him in Evolution, but nothing in Canon supports that. Marinette never EVER gives Cat more support than the barest minimum she absolutely has to and more often than not she doesn't even reach that bar. Even in season 5, she never helps him with anything power related, even when he was struggling right before her eyes on more than one occasion. So why should Evolution have been the one exception to this? The patterm clearly dictates that she would have watched him beat himself up over being incompetent and then would have taken over to "make him feel better through reassuring him that she forgives him for being a useless and stupid animal"

The face she made really showed a part of WHY he was treated so awfully by her, they really made no attempt to hide that. Marinette truly thought in season 4 that Cat Noir is an incompetent, useless, and stupid pet who's only good for supporting her and her friends she actually sees worth in, and being abused and sacrificed.

I would be less harsh on this if the show afterwards at least had the guts to owe up to Marinette's harmfully incorrect perception of Cat Noir and how this clearly affected her unfair treatment of him, but nah. She never own up to it, she never apologizes or tries to set things right. All she does is making it very clear with her dumbfounded reaction that she did not expect him to be capable of... well, I guess ANYTHING, and then she takes that as the other side of the excuse coin, by using it as proof that she shouldn't even have to give helping him a try.

So she went from giving no support to giving no support. Wonderful.

Adrien even has a smug little look on his face after her reaction. Being smugly happy that he can finally prove her wrong about him, but I'm just sitting here like "Girl, you really thought nothing but the worst of him in season 4 and sold it as HIM always being the problem until you were force to now give him a chance. A tiny bit of accountability would be NICE". But no, can't have that. Or else the young viewers (and her stans) can't swallow up all of Marinette's victim blaming and abuse of Cat Noir as her having been "totally right" as she declared herself until right the end for 10 seconds which now never got brought up again and fixed by her.

Our protagonist, Ladies and Gentlemen. What a fucking coward.

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There are few ways they could have been more blatant about why Cat Noir got the Rabbit Miraculous while Ladybug was expecting him to fail. It was clearly just to shut him up. It's her “learning the error of her ways” about pushing him aside to trust him with a bit more power (but never the secrets she's keeping). She was a benevolent leader giving Cat Noir a chance to contribute. Of course, the fact that she expected him to fail means she also expected him to give her the retroactive justification for sidelining him. “See? I was right to give you no power or knowledge. Now give the Miraculous to me so that I can do everything like always. See how much more work including you created for me?”

And yet, despite Cat Noir proving himself, she still goes on to lie to him and keep important information from him some more. It's like Cat Noir proving himself accomplished nothing in terms of how she sees him. This is most likely because the entire “trust him with one of the most important Miraculous for a bit” thing was there to assure the audience that Cat Noir is totally still a valued member of the team, ignore how he's still treated the same as last season, he’s now stopped complaining about it so it's totally different and okay.

After all, treating people like shit is only wrong if they complain about it, there's no such thing as people being figuratively beaten into submission by being stuck under the command of a control freak who never listens and never improves her behavior. The wish fulfilment protagonist is just so clueless, how is she supposed to know doing the shit she was told was wrong is still wrong? Doesn't Cat Noir know Marinette's brain leaks basic information like a sieve when it isn't related to her Love Quest? He should be more considerate of his oh-so-stressed-out leader and give her a written list of all the things that can and have gone wrong because of the decisions she made and how a morally upright superhero should conduct herself. How else is she supposed to know unless someone tells her?!

[mrooops]

well, finally, the solemn occasion for which we have gathered here. let's discuss why i personally think that roger waters is 101% bisexual.

perhaps, let's start in order. teenage hormones associated with sexual desire begin to appear during school. i like to let you imagine situations, so imagine yourself back in the shoes of a boy in the 50s. his mother intimidated him with her strong character; adults around him believe that even mentioning sex is the height of indecency. nobody talks about this at all. there are no girls, the school you study at is strictly for boys and, accordingly, your first conversations about any sexual contact are only with boys. this closed male space becomes the motif for Empty Spaces, where waters reveals his fear of women. he was afraid of them because he was afraid of any intimacy with them, he was afraid to even imagine it, as i said earlier, women for him are like wild predators wanting to tear him apart. guys will be a more familiar experience, less scary, oh, and you all know what often happened in english boys' schools, yes (i'm not talking about anything mega sexy, it's just about exploring your sexuality). in his situation, i can’t say for sure, but i’m more inclined to believe that at school he had nothing but shameful curiosity. all the same, he was terribly pressed and everyone humiliated him. it’s unlikely that he would have even done something like that then.

let's move on. in general, let's talk about another very important psychological aspect, which left him with food for thought for many more years. Syd. imagine roger, who is ashamed of any intimate action, who is dependent on other people's opinions, is insanely tense and always attacks someone with aggression if they say something that seems offensive to him, and imagine syd, who is not afraid to expirience, he is not afraid of sex, he is not afraid to talk about sex, he does not need to listen to the people around him to know who he is and what he wants from his life. he's incredibly free. roger admires this freedom. i think he was openly surprised at this side of barrett more than once. even now, he talks insanely often about how much he and syd talked about things that he didn’t understand then.

and in fact, yes, syd greatly influenced his life. syd never needed roger to pretend to him like waters did with his other friends. syd never needed roger to be right about everything or for everything to work out for him. syd just loved being around him and knowing that roger was listening to him and that syd had something to share with him. he loved that sometimes roger is very emotional or very sensitive and he never judged him for that. i think their sheer revelation to each other is what made roger obsess over him. he could have chosen anyone to talk about all his life and write songs about, even his girlfriend or wife, but he chose syd because he treated roger equally, honestly and openly.

you might think it was some weird jump from talking about sex to talking about feelings, but it's roger's sexuality that we're talking about. and his sexuality certainly includes sex AND feelings.

i'll also clarify that i don't want to say that they had any kind of sexual contact, but i believe that at least once he really thought that maybe if it was syd of all, he wouldn't be against. roger is very sensual and emotional and he is very confused about his sexual feelings, he was one hundred percent just as confused about syd. the “i'm a homosexual” moment didn’t make the situation any better either.

and what roger described in Incarceration of a flower child is an incredibly intimate moment. he remembers it. this is what he wants to remember when he thinks about syd. when it was just the two of them, lying on pillows and discussing baby names. and the way he grabs onto this moment, afraid to let it go - this is also very significant. i mean, he deeply loved him, kinda romantically, kinda friendly. there are many examples of songs that can prove this if you think a little, but i won't do that here, it's already a long post.

when syd left, this whole long process of his “leaving” made roger angry. i can only compare this to when a wife’s husband dies and she begins to ask herself “why did he do this to me? why did he leave me?” (i have an example of real people with whom this situation happened). roger also likes to direct everything towards himself, of course it was syd who left him, not pink floyd. syd made them famous, they were being pressured to write a new album, and syd just decided that he was leaving. and roger didn’t need excuses for why this happened, he saw it as if he was simply left to deal with all the problems. and so he feels sad, because he feels sad he gets angry and you get the idea. but the anger passes. and he understands that he misses him and syd was very, very important to him. and then the realization comes that it was he who was selfish in this situation.

and when syd leaves he becomes who he was again. he is unsure of himself, he is waiting for approval, he cannot improve his sex life (in some way) because there is simply something missing in it.

he is kinda bisexual.

he will never admit it because he doesn't think it's anyone's business. he doesn't admit it because he's still closed and he still can't agree with himself. after all, even if he had thoughts and even fantasies, he was always ashamed of them because for society it was shameful then. and he was dependent on it.

you can agree or disagree, i am not claiming to be his sex psychologist, i am simply writing this as my own thoughts and conclusions.

[yanderenightmare]

PET

Gojo Satoru x darling

SYNOPSIS: How Gojo subjugates his darling to pet play

TW: yandere, degradation, humiliation, forceful pet play, mental deterioration, mental abuse, hints of kidnapping and dubcon/noncon

The feeling of utter inferiority demolished you a long while ago. All that was left was just questions of what more he wanted from you - or rather, what he’d at all wanted with you from the beginning.

Thinking back, you remember fighting - like some newly caught wild animal who hadn’t yet learned her place - before he had you completely flattened beneath his thumb,��housebroken.

The worst part is that it hadn’t even taken him too long to achieve it, so you couldn’t really understand what fun he had in doing it in the first place. You can’t imagine it’s at all too stimulating chasing and taming something that’s already so unimaginably lower than you on the food chain.

But then it hit you. Perhaps Gojo wasn’t a hunter at all. Perhaps in choosing you - someone who hadn’t ever tried to be much of anything other than simply alive - he was rather in search of someone to be a caretaker of, not someone to conquer.

You realize now that you were flattering yourself before - thinking you were something that needed to be conquered first before being owned - when in his reality, you weren't ever something advanced enough for freedom, to begin with.

An owner of a sweet pet, not a warden of a dangerous prisoner.

Yeah. A pet is more like it. He’d show you the dignity of being more cautious with you if he thought of you as something more. But he makes it rather clear what he thinks of you. Training you to take commands with treats as though that’s the only way you’ll understand, as though you’re too stupid to respond to threats if he were to make them - which he never does - only giving you mellow punishments when you act out, like a timeout in fuzzy chains or a mild talking-to where he’ll hold your face within his long slender fingers while asking you if whether you won’t be his sweet girl and play nicely.

You're not sure whether he enjoys eye contact or if he just enjoys watching you lose yourself - watch you expel all thought of fighting back with a heavy burdened sigh - but he's always urging you to look up at him. Gazing down at you with those worldly blue eyes that seem to hold everything between heaven and hell within them. 

You know you’re more or less the same age, but you're convinced his eyes are the eyes of someone much older than you. Eyes that just see so much more than yours can. So much you couldn't ever hope to fathom, even if you could see it. So much you fear your mind would break if he so much as showed you but a fraction of it.

You fear he'll offer to give you a glance someday, all for the pleasure of watching you bate your breath in terror of your psyche splitting. You wouldn't dare accept, only hope you could refuse it if he did, but - though you can't claim you know what he's thinking - if you were to take a somewhat educated guess based on prior experiences, you'd say he wouldn't bless you with an option.

You're not sure Gojo understands right and wrong the same way you do. Or... you're sure he understands it, but you're unsure whether he agrees with the construct or not. Either way, you think he's cruel for never taking your way of thinking into account - despite knowing that his way of thinking is most likely way superior to yours. You wish he'd have mercy enough to degrade himself to your point of view since he’s gone and taken it upon himself to make every little decision for you.

He makes you feel so naked - so small in a world so big - and does it all by giving you a simple little look. But you know his eyes can level cities, so it isn’t really that strange that they level you with such tranquil ease.

You still don't understand what he sees in you - and that makes you so very nervous. You're convinced it can't be much, but at the same time, you wouldn't think he'd bother with you if there weren't something.

It leaves your mind in a scramble, mulling it over for such long periods of the day when you’re left with nothing else to ponder - begging that same question hour after hour - you wish you'd just go ask him already, but you're sure he'd never give you an answer. Or if he did, you're sure it would be a cryptic one you wouldn't be able to understand anyway. 

Your hopelessness amuses him - at least you think so - that he likes it when you look to him for answers. And the part of you that still holds ‘respect for yourself’ in higher regard than your utter feeling of inferiority towards him doesn't want to give him the satisfaction of coming crawling like a beggar to a deity, in blind devoted hope for answers which you’re so certain he won’t give you no matter how sweetly you pray for them.

If you were an egoist, perhaps you'd believe he keeps his eyes so transfixed on you because you're the one thing he can't understand. Or that you perhaps have some twisted type of dangerous cursed energy buried within you that he has to guard like you're some beast that's about to unleash and wreak all types of chaos, he fears he can't control once it breaks free.

But you fear the real reason is much much much more mundane. 

More likely... you're probably the easiest person to read, even without six eyes to his aid. You're just that simple and that harmless. One glance, and he has you completely figured out without even a hint of a headache in exchange for the effort.

At least, that's what you’re left thinking. That he keeps you in the same way humans keep domesticated pets. That it’s as simple as he finds you cute and that he doesn't really care about what goes on within your brittle little mind because your mind simply isn't advanced enough to think about anything the least bit important.

And that you should feel lucky you get to be eating out of his hand when you could just as easily be cursed by it.

tip-jar: Kofi

[rjmartin11]

As My Lord Wishes

Chapter Four

Summary: Young Madelyn is forced into a loveless arranged marriage with the King of Memphis. Life with Elvis isn't easy, especially when he treats her less than what a queen deserves. Over time, the relationship becomes something more. Love.

Word Count:???

Warnings:

Author's Notes: Welcome to Chapter Four!

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For the next few days, there was pure silence. Madelyn hadn't seen Elvis in three days since their fencing match. Nevertheless, she was proud of herself. She felt that Elvis seen her in a different light. He didn't scorn her or shame her. Madelyn was able to walk off the piste with her head held high and her dignity as the queen she is.

She wanted to win the match, but she thought about it, and it was better that Elvis won. She wanted Elvis to see her not to humiliate him.

Madelyn felt she gained more respect from everyone at Graceland Palace. The ladies in waiting told her about the gossip around the palace. The servants saw her as a strong warrior. They all respected her. Most of the ladies and lords were intimated by her. It put a smile on her face. What she really wanted to know was how Elvis felt.

As she does her daily walk through the gardens, she contemplates the situation. The game now was to wait on Elvis.

"My lady," a voice pulls her out of her thoughts.

Madelyn looks to her right,and before her stands Elvis.

"My lord," she says. "Did you come back for your book?"

"Hmm?" Elvis thought about what Madelyn asked. "Oh, no. Keep the book." He laughs softly.

Madelyn never saw him laugh before. He had a before smile, or at least not in front of her. She'd do anything to keep that smile on his face forever.

"You have a beautiful smile, my lord," Madelyn tells him. "You should smile more often. The people will see how kind you are."

"Instead of a spoiled boy?"

Madelyn lowers her eyes, remembering when she said those words to him.

"My lord, I never called you spoiled."

Elvis looks at her for a moment.

"May I join you on your afternoon stroll? It's too lovely of a day to not enjoy it."

"Yes, please. I don't object."

Madelyn and Elvis start to walk through the gardens in silence. There's so much to be said and so many things to talk about, but Madelyn hates small talk. At this point, she'd talk about weather or how delicious her breakfast was to stop the silence between her and Elvis.

"Tell me," Elvis starts to talk. "Where did you learn to fence like that?"

Grateful for break in silence, Madelyn smiles at him.

"My grandfather taught me when I was ten. He wanted me to be well-rounded in fencing. He believed it was better for me to know how to protect myself."

"It's funny. I started to believe that Lord Jeremiah began to practice more."

Madelyn smiles to herself, never looking at Elvis.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you," she replies.

"I'm not disappointed. I'm just shocked."

"Are you shocked by the fact that I was out of place?"

"I'm shocked that it was you behind the mask."

At this moment, Madelyn contemplates whether she should bate him or not.

"You know, my lord. I could have won."

"I beg your pardon, my lady?"

"You're bit... unsure on your right side. That's how I was able to disarm you. You have a temper when things don't go your way, which clouds your judgment. I let you win."

Elvis steps in front of her.

"You let me win?" He asked.

"I did."

"Well then, you and I will have to try it again."

"Yes. I look forward to it, my lord."

They start to walk again, and Elvis ponders his mind for a question. As they walk in silence, Madelyn starts to hum a song.

"You sing?" He asks.

"A little."

"That tune sounds so familiar. What is it?"

"Oh, just some unchained melody I was taught. I don't remember the name. Forgive me."

"It's fine, my lady. There's no need to apologize for your beautiful voice." Elvis pauses. "How are you enjoying Graceland so far?

"It's a beautiful palace. I'd love to see more of Memphis with you outside of Graceland."

"I'll have Ms. Mary make the arrangements for us to see the city."

"I'd love that."

After walking for a little while longer, they get interrupted by Joseph the Palace Herald.

"My king," he says.

"Yes, what is it?" Elvis asks.

"The King of Beale is here to speak with for your afternoon meeting."

Elvis closes his eyes and exhales. How could he forget such an important meeting? Truly, he wants to cancel the meet altogether just to spend time with Madelyn.

"One moment, Joseph," he says, turning to speak with Madelyn again.

"This was a planned meeting in advance. Forgive me for cutting this meeting brief."

"It's fine, my lord. I understand that a king's job is never done."

"Could we walk together again?"

"Yes, please. I live here so I'm easy to find."

There goes that smile again on Elvis' face. That smile that lightens her heart. Elvis takes his bow and walks away with Joseph. Madelyn smiles, feeling a sense of accomplishment in the time spent with Elvis. They'll speak again.

The Piano

Later in the evening, Madelyn quietly walks around Graceland. She was interested in getting another book from the library. She's gotten used to the idea of falling asleep reading.

As she walks, she notices a grand piano untouched. For the last few weeks, she realized no one ever played, but she was told that Elvis loved music. She looks around and makes the decision to play. Madelyn loves playing the piano. It lightened her heart in ways she couldn't explain.

Madelyn rubs the keys, familiarizing herself with the piano. Then she plays a tune. The first tune she could think of. The music fills the room like she was a part of an orchestra. Elvis hears it as he walks by to his room. He peeks in to see who would dare play his mother's piano. Elvis is stunned to see Madelyn playing on the keys. He walks in quietly and listens.

"Where did you learn to play like that?" Elvis asks, startling Madelyn.

"My lord." She stands from her seat.

"No, no, please sit," he asked.

Madelyn sits back down at the bench with her hands in her lap. Elvis walks closer to her.

"I had a piano teacher when I was twelve-year-old. She was wonderful," she answers him. "She taught me how music has a soul, and we we connect to it as individuals. Souls speak to one another and mingle in music."

Madelyn begins tickling the ivory keys. The melody fills the room. Elvis closes his eyes as she plays, allowing the music to align with his heart and soul. She plays so beautifully. He feels goosebumps rise on his arms. Where did she come from?

Madelyn stops when she notices Elvis' eyes are closed, and a single tear falls from his eye.

"What's the matter?" She asked

"Nothing," Elvis replied. "May I sit?"

She moves over to let him sit on the next to her. Elvis gently touches the keys without making noise, reminiscing of times long forgotten.

"This piano was mother's," Elvis says. "I never ever allow anyone to it."

"I'm sorry. I..."

"It's fine," Elvis says, a small smile coming across his face. "It's more than fine. She taught me how to play when I was ten-years-old. Our time at this piano was some of the best times of my life. Her soul was intertwined with the music."

There's a pause between them.

"Do you think she would have liked me?" Madelyn asked.

Elvis turns to look at her. Her eyes filled with eagerness to please and know.

"She would have liked you very much. She would say that you're a sweet girl."

They smile at one another for a moment then Elvis begins to play. Madelyn listens to him play this harmony. For a moment, she gets a little insight into Elvis' soul. His silence. His strength. His beauty. His resilience. She didn't believe she could fall more in love with him, but she is.

"So, you like fencing, reading, singing, and playing the piano. What else do you do?" Elvis asked.

"You know, I always wanted to be an explorer. I wanted to discover new lands, see new people, and hear new music. But," she pauses. "You can't be an explorer when you're a queen."

She plays a lighthearted melody. Elvis places his fingers over hand. She stops.

"Keep playing," Elvis whispers. "Please."

She plays her keys as Elvis follows along. She smiles. Elvis touches her so deeply in her soul.

"Maddie," Elvis whispers. "Who says a queen can't go exploring?"

Madelyn looks at Elvis.

"Maddie?" She questions.

"Is that okay?"

"It's okay. It's unexpected. My grandmother used to call me Maddie."

"When it's just us. I'll call you Maddie."

"Yes, my lord."

"Please, call me Elvis."

Elvis moves his face closer to Madelyn's face. Her heart races. He smells so good. He brushes his face against hers, and his lips graze her cheek. His lips are soft and warm. He kisses her lips so tenderly, and she melts into him. With his free hand, Elvis caresses Madelyn's face. He slowly drips his tongue into her mouth, and Madelyn pulls away in shock.

"It's okay," Elvis says.

Madelyn slowly leans into him. Elvis kisses softly, repeating the action once more. The more Elvis does it, the more Madelyn likes it, and the more she learns from it.

Elvis moves from her lips to her neck, and heart gallops in her chest uncontrollably. Feelings arise that she never knew existed.

"My lord," Joseph calls out to Elvis, interpreting them.

"What is it?" Elvis answers.

"My lord, you're needed."

"Right now?!"

"Yes, my lord."

Elvis and Madelyn look at one another. He hates to have to leave her. The look on his face says it all.

"Maddie, I'm sor...,"

She places her index finger over his soft lips.

"No, Elvis. You have duties as king. I understand. Go see your advisors. And promise me something."

"Anything."

"Call for me. I want to know you as a friend and husband. Please."

Elvis takes her hand and kisses her knuckles.

"I will. I promise. My Queen."

Elvis stands and walks out of the room, leaving Madelyn alone once again.

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[hellaversity]

It really says something that the Helluva Boss fandom is willing to excuse every evil action Stella does and every evil thing she says, especially her abuse towards Stolas and begging for her to have sympathetic traits, yet not once have I ever seen an HB fan desperately wishing for Crimson or Mammon to be portrayed more sympathetically than they are in the show and call it bad writing when they don't show any redeeming qualities. The fandom just accepts the fact that those guys are pure evil without batting an eye. Nobody asks why they're the way they are. But Stella? Nope, there MUST be a sympathetic reason for her being an abusive bitch to Stolas because it's apparently "unrealistic" for a woman to abuse her husband out of spite never mind the fact that those kinds of women actually exist in real life.

These images pretty much speak for themselves.

Crimson, Striker, Mammon, Andrealphus and Valentino are no less two-dimensionally evil than Stella is. What reason did Crimson have to murder his own wife and make his son experience it? Just to traumatize him? The show never really says why he does it, he just does it so the audience can have a reason to hate him. What reason does Striker have to help Stella try to kill Stolas? None, as far as we know. What is there to Mammon's character other than abusing Fizzarolli and being a greedy asshole in general? Why does Andrealphus flirt with his own sister and participate in her scheme to have Stolas murdered by Striker? Because reasons. Why is Valentino a rapist who takes advantage of Angel Dust and sexually abuses him? Just because he can. What makes Stella any different from these guys other than being female?

Fans are just asking for her to be more sympathetic because she's a woman and they can't accept the fact that women are capable of abuse without trying to justify it. The whole "behind every bad bitch is a man who made her that way" bullshit. People who see a woman beating her husband in public and automatically assume he did something to deserve it even if they have no evidence or context for what actually happened. Even though Stella has been treating Stolas like shit before he cheated on her, and he likely wouldn't be sleeping with Blitzø if she wasn't so horrible to him in the first place. He never even puts his hands on her and allowed her to abuse him so that Octavia could live and grow up with normal parents. (As normal as Stella and Stolas could possibly get with each other, anyway.)

Stella made fun of Stolas for not participating in sex with her and laughed about it while he was standing 2 feet away from her, and knew he was there. Whether or not she raped him to produce Octavia is a discussion for another day. If anything, Stolas cheating on her was revenge for treating him like garbage for so many years. She humiliated and embarassed him in public before getting a taste of her own medicine when Stolas does the same to her in return. She wouldn't even let him divorce her because she enjoys being mean to him. I wouldn't mind if Stella was given more charaterization outside of "abusive wife" but honestly? I don't really care if she's given sympathy or not. I don't want to sympathize with her. If Valentino isn't gonna change his ways any time soon, I have no reason to believe that Stella can. FFS Stella apologists make me mad. Even if you type in the "anti stella" tag on tumblr there are more posts defending and excusing her actions than those actually opposing her and saying "uh, no, she's just a cruel bitch" meanwhile if you type "anti Stolas" that's exactly what you're gonna get, pretty much exclusively.

Goes to show how hyper-sensitive tumblrinas are over female characters rightfully being portrayed as in the wrong when they fucking are.

[volkoss]

Fic: Dissonance (Ch. 3 - Phylactery)

CHAPTER 3: PHYLACTERY | MERESINO | WORDS: 736 | RATED: M A series of non-linear vignettes exploring the life of Meredith Stannard. Written for @14dayscirclemages.

1 | 2 | 3 Note: This chapter functions as Meredith's reflection on the events of Precipice, in which Meredith and Orsino sleep together for the first time in fourteen years. (AO3 LINK)

Sometimes, Meredith dreams about the first enchanter. Dreams not so much about the foolish dalliance of their youth, but the man Orsino had grown up to be.

By her own admission—by her own design—she had never expected anyone to replace Maceron after the elderly mage’s demise. It spoke to the state of the Gallows that it had taken his own senior enchanters several days to notice he was missing.

The smell truly had been something to behold.

But given the number of years that had passed since their ill-advised fling, Meredith had quite forgotten the extent of Orsino’s devotion. Forgotten, until Orsino had volunteered himself for Maceron’s now vacated position. Forgotten, until the now first enchanter had stormed across the corridor, flinging himself into her office like he owned the place, hands clinging tight to that ridiculous hand-me-down staff, demanding her attention.

She hated how time had treated him well, how he’d only grown more handsome in the intervening years. That the silver in his hair gave him a distinguished appearance. That those green eyes glittered shrewd and sympathetic in equal measure. His hands...

… It was better not to dwell upon his hands.

She hated how quickly he blew past the emotional walls she had so carefully constructed, using the history of their shared intimacy to lull her into a false sense of security. She hadn’t even known how easily her body would remember the steps of the old dance even after all this time, hadn’t even bothered to double-check that he’d locked the fucking door.

But what she hated most was how he’d completely unravelled her upon her desk then whispered those three words against her hair in her post-coital haze. Those three words that would have changed everything if only he’d told her fifteen years sooner. She could never have left everything behind for anything less than certainty. So, she had stayed. Thus, Orsino had stayed. Therefore, they would be trapped together in this nightmare forever. Truly, given everything that has happened since she’d been appointed Ser Wentworth’s successor, perhaps it would have been better to run away from it all. She’ll never give Orsino the satisfaction—the sorrow—of knowing he’d been right this whole time.  

She still remembers how hot and angry she had been in the wake of Orsino’s rude and abrupt intrusion back into her intimate life. Humiliation, rolling off her body in waves. Fourteen years of abstinence, yet one taste of him and she was back to craving him like lyrium. She had not known back then that the quick fuck on her desk shortly after his promotion would not be the last of it. Maker, she had desperately wanted it to be, could not allow herself to be pinned so expertly at the intersection of so many definitions of compromised.

The way she had felt when holding his phylactery in her hands should have been her first warning sign. It had glowed hot, hot, hot, but of course it had: Orsino was just across the hall. The fact she had stalled at all, marvelling at how she held his life in her hands, instead of simply sealing the damn thing as duty dictated and sending it off to Val Royeaux should have been the second. The third: that for a moment (the barest of moments, but still) she had considered how she could get away with not sending it at all.  But she had known then, just as well as she does now, that such a feat would have been impossible to pull off without a mage’s assistance. And there was no mage alive she trusted with such dangerous information. Not even Orsino. Especially not Orsino.

I would have helped, says Amelia.

Bile and panic race up Meredith’s throat. You’re not supposed to be here. 

But this is where I belong.

Meredith wakes suddenly, tangled in her sheets. As she so often does after these types of dreams, she reaches out at the space beside her, but it is empty. She hates how her linens still smell like him, even though months have passed since he’s graced her bedchamber. “The glow gives me a headache,” he’d complained, among various other unimportant things, and that had been the end of that. She doesn’t need him, anyway. She doesn’t fucking need him.

She’s used to being alone, waking up alone.

Alone, except for Certainty.

Alone, except for the Thing.

[destinygoldenstar]

🌟A Villain Alliance?!🌟 - Total Drama Viewer Reacts to Disventure Camp Season 3 Episode 4 “Sandbag Sabotage!”

I am doing this at 10 PM at night.

So no intro.

Enjoy the reaction.

LET'S THROW OLIVER OUT OF A PLANE!

Aw, Aiden.

I was requested to be nice to Aiden. And you know what?

THAT IS NOT HARD.

He doesn't deserve any of what he's getting.

"I just wanted to apologize. I'm so sorry Lake is gone."

Awwww

Don't apologize, Tess. You couldn't have done anything about that.

"I understand it's the game. It's just... this game just started, and my boyfriend ad best friend are already gone. Now it's just me."

Yeah, that really sucks. Aiden got the short end of the stick.

I wonder if Aiden is going to figure out that Jake was responsible for James' elimination. I do think it's worth it to see Aiden be rightfully pissed off at the guy.

"I'm in the same boat you're in. I came here for Ally and Hunter, but I still haven't gotten to really talk to them."

Yeah that sucks. Cause they're on another team.

Tess and Aiden friendship?

"I've never done this by myself. I wonder if I even belong here..."

AW HONEY NO.

YOU DO. YOU ABSOLUTELY DO.

I'm SO GLAD they're addressing this!

Cause one of my criticisms with Season 2 was that Aiden was so bound to James he really didn't get to do anything else if it wasn't linked to James. So now he has to do things by himself.

Okay! I'm here for this!

"I know for a fact James and Lake wouldn't want to see you like this. Have confidence in yourself. Maybe it's time for you to see yourself the way they see you?"

Exactly.

God I love Tess. She's so devoted to her priorities. Said priorities are really sweet.

"I've been trying to get on this show for too long to throw in the towel! James, Lake, I love you guys! I'll win for the both of you! But also... for myself!"

YEEEESSSSS!!!

LET'S GO AIDEN!!!!

I AM SO HERE FOR THIS!!! 👏

THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I WANTED THEM TO DO WITH HIM!!!

YES!!

He won't win though. But it's the thought that counts.

"Hunter and I wanted to apologize for how we treated you."

"We do?"

Tch. *snicker*

Hunter. Can you chill for two seconds? Please?

"We talked about it, and we realized we were being unfair to you."

"I don't want kids Hunter, BUT IF I DID, I WOULDN'T FEEL SAFE WITH IT!"

I mean I guess it makes sense Hunter wouldn't be good with kids since he's so, you know, asocial.

I mean I hate kids too.

"What's up with Ally and Hunter and their fake-ass apology?"

XD

YEAH SHE KNOWS. SHE KNOWS YOU'RE FAKE AS HELL!

"But-but we said we were sowwy! We wove you!" 🥺

"Whatever. If it means they actually want to work with me, who am I to stop them?"

Good on Fiore for taking this so well.

Cause yeah, this apology is fake as all shit, but at the end of the day, in this setting, you gotta work with them to get what you want. So calling them out on their crap and starting a fight is just gonna make your situation worse.

Fiore owes them NOTHING. But if working with them is the best option she has, then oh well.

It's less accepting the apology and forgetting, than it is helping yourself.

"I'm just getting hit with a bit of nostalgia I guess."

Daw.

OH WAIT CAUSE HE AND TOM WENT FISHING ALL THE TIME

💔

GODDAMMIT! NO! NO! DON'T YOU DO THIS TO ME!!

I WAS PAST MOURNING DAMMIT!!!!

I WAS PAST IT!!!!

"Me and Tom went fishing all the time during our season. We spent hours out here just talking. Now he doesn't want anything to do with me."

I WAS PAST IT!!!!!

"Why do you think that?"

"I don't wanna get into it."

"I don't trust you with that information. No offense. We just met. The last time I vented to somebody they used it to hurt me and publicly humiliate me."

"How about you tell me what you were going to say the other day? About how you felt guilty over something?"

OH YEAH. PLEASE.

WE DIDN'T GET TO THAT LAST TIME.

"I guess it's my turn to be sad."

Jake's depression is contagious like that.

"You remember the fear challenge from our season? I had to face a mighty barn fire, and I talked about how that fear originated?"

Oh yeah.

I had a feeling it was something related to that. Cause that was such a backstory for her.

I also feel like the timing of this is... quite horrendous. The timing that I am reacting to it I mean. Given the subject matter.

What is happening there is nothing short of tragedy.

If you know, you know.

"A few days before the fire, I left home with some of my girlfriends into the city for clubbing and bar hopping. My momma forbade me from going, but I didn't listen."

So she was a rambunctious teenager?

"While out partying, I met some people. Actually it was a lot of people. And they said they wanted to have a hoedown at the farm."

Oh...

I'm assuming they were bad people and then they caused the fire? Or something?

"As soon as the farm was mine for the night, I invited everyone to party."

"The party went well, and I was planning to clean up in the morning before my parents came back and found out... but we left a lot of garbage out in the field. The temperatures in Texas get mighty high. Next thing I knew, I woke up to the smell of garbage burning, and... the fire consumed everything."

*listening closely*

Oh...

"We lost all the crops, half our house, but... what hurt the most was the animals."

😧

Oh my god...

Oh she couldn't save her animals. Oh my god...

"I had grown up with some of those horses! They were like losing family! And it was my fault."

😢

"All I want is to repay them for everything we lost. Even if I did, nothing can bring our horses back."

And now all she wants is to do good for her people cause she's plagued with guilt of causing lives to be lost.

Damn...

*breathes*

Oh my god. We're only six minutes in. *nervous laugh* Six minutes in and we're already starting heavy.

Why are you laying like that?

That doesn't look natural.

"For my next showing, I will prepare a sunbath of the century! The sun itself will make my skin the most beautiful of tan!"

NO RIYA IT'S ULTRAVIOLET RAYS THEY'RE NOT GOOD FOR YOU!

"Bring me a plate. I'm catching some rays."

No she's actually catching rays XD

NO RIYA I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT.

"Do I look like a waiter to you?"

"You'd be more useful if you were!"

Oh don't do Miriam like that! Come on!

"Where's Connor anyway? Isn't he always with you?"

"We... took some time apart."

Oh she's... yeah she's trying to process a bit.

"So that man finally got fed up with you."

"About damn time!"

"You're not very smart."

"Pushing away someone like that? He clearly cared about you."

Facts.

"Well... I don't need him."

You do! YOU DO GIRL!

"You millennials are all the same. Thinking you're better off alone. You'll regret it when you're old and alone like me."

Yes. Yes she will.

Because she will push everyone away and everyone will despise her.

Except her fans, but fans don't know the full story half the time.

"If I knew the time spent with my husband was not going to last forever, I would have cherished it more."

Awww.

"I'm nothing like you."

"You're right. I lost my husband to unavoidable tragedy, but you lost Connor because of your own damn attitude."

Calling her out 👏

Oh she knows.

She knows she's right.

"How dare that lady talk to me like that? Don't you know who I am?!"

XD

"DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! I AM THE MIGHTY EVIL QUEEN RIYA AND I HAVE ANY SHOWINGS AHEAD OF ME!!"

NO RIYAAAA!!!

"You were right. Riya won't change."

She doesn't want to. That's the thing.

"Yesterday... when you said you separated from someone because you didn't want to change, were you talking about your wife?"

I mean, who else would he be talking about?

"I loved her... very much. But she wanted kids... and I didn't."

Oof.

I've heard stories of that being the case sometimes.

Cause when you're married you're bound to each other and those are big decisions.

So it's really important you talk about it beforehand.

"I never had any munchkins myself, but I've had dreams of what it would be like... to raise a family."

Aww.

I feel like Connor would be a great dad.

"I mean, I just thought... I was too young to settle down all my life. Call it immature or naive, but... I guess, really, I was scared. Scared that it'd confirm I was getting old. And... now, I just live with regret."

My dad always told me "You get one life. Live it how you want and do the things you want. Because by the time you're eighty, you will have regrets."

"Trust a guy who's been through the process."

XD

I'M SORRY MY BRAIN WENT DIRTY.

"Trust me, I've been through THE PROCESS."

Oh my god 😂

"The best thing you can do is find someone who wants the same thing as you do."

Yeah, you can find a girl, Connor. I believe in you.

"Even though he comes off a bit mysterious at times, I like Alec! Underneath it all he seems like a good guy."

No he's not.

He's sympathetic, but no he's not.

I'm surprised to hear Alec didn't want kids, cause it seems like he gravitates towards them well.

Well, the messed up ones anyway.

AND JUST AS I SAY THAT ALEC IS STALKING PINK TEAM!

HEY! DON'T STALK A CHILD!

I WILL CALL THE POLICE!

"What are you doing here?"

"HEY! WE ARE IN HEARING RANGE!"

"HA! I TOLD YOU! SHE REALLY CAN'T BE TRUSTED!"

Like that did NOT look like the bush Alec was in was too far away from the fishing dining area, right? Or am I just crazy?

Like, surely, these other guys see this.

OH GOD HE'S DOING THIS TO EVERYONE.

What is Ellie doing out here on her own? Did she just go for a hike at night?

"Miss me?"

"No!"

"Oh, okay." *leaves*

"I'll let you get back to your totem searching."

Idol?

Oh. My god.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

I'M FINE. 🙃

I DO NOT HAVE PTSD STILL!

God Riya, save me.

"I don't know if we even have one this season."

Yeah I think they announce it, right?

Have they announced there was an idol? I don't think they did.

"Since Tess didn't vote with me last time, I don't trust anyone here but Gabby."

Oh. Oh that sucks. Aw, gee, I wonder why she didn't.

IT'S ALMOST LIKE YOU WOULDN'T BE IN THIS PREDICAMENT IF LAKE WAS STILL HERE!!!!

HMMMMMMM. MAKES YA THINK, DOESN'T IT ELLIE?

Hello...?

What's this about?

Of course Grett and Riya slay in their pajamas.

"Fiore, you could be missing all day and your team wouldn't care."

DAMN HE'S ALREADY GOING AT IT!

This is just a roast session with Alec.

"YOU ALL SUCK!"

@ Ellie "You're stupid."

@ Fiore "You're a psycho in a kids body."

@ Yul "You are a shallow as fucking hell biggot and no one invited you, why the fuck are you even here?"

@ Grett "You've been derailed to a biggot's housewife and that makes me sad."

@ Riya "And you... damn girl you slay. But also, you're a bad person. I am too.😏"

He just flirts with Riya XD

Actually, Riya X Alec doesn't sound too awful.

"This better be good. You interrupted my beauty sleep."

Fuck your beauty sleep.

STOP ADMIRING HIM.

WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU SEE IN THIS GUY GRETT?!

"As you know, we're not the most beloved people around here."

Well... sure. I mean who the fuck likes Yul?

"I'm beloved."

"No you're not Riya. The only one that actually likes you is Golden."

"What? Of course I'm beloved!"

*clasps mouth and gasps laughs*

OH MY GOD NO!

SHE ACTUALLY SAID THAT!!!!

😂

Oh no! OH NO.

AIN'T NO WAY! AIN'T-

HERE IS THE SIDE OF MY SCREEN.

DROP YOUR PREWATCH ALLEGATIONS RIGHT NOW!!

"If we form an alliance, we can protect each other. Once we reach the merge, we will be unstoppable!"

OOOOOOOOOHHHH.

OH I SEE WHAT'S GOING ON HERE.

"Remember the last time we had an alliance, Alec? Yeah, fat chance I'm doing that again."

Yeah don't think she forgot.

Like, okay, I get with the Yellow Four here. But how do you expect to have an alliance with two people not on your team? From both teams?

Some team has to lose, ya know? You can't really have this with Fiore and Ellie right now.

"You want me to ally with this Bollywood reject?"

"THAT'S THE BOLLYWOOD REJECT TO YOU! SHOW RESPECT!💅"

"Wasn't getting booted early last time humiliating enough?"

"Wasn't it humiliating that you got POISONED? HMMM?? WOULD BE A SHAME IF SOMEONE DID THAT AGAIN?? Would you like that for my next showing? I can do that!"

NO RIYA YOU WILL GET SUED.

...but if you wouldn't, I would say do it.

"As I told my followers, teamwork makes the dream work!"

At least that's carried over with Grett's character.

"If we can find way to put our differences aside, it could be very lucrative for everyone. This could be the Final Six!"

And then what?

I don't want Yul in the Final Six man!

"Four of you are on Yellow Team. Me and Ellie are all by ourselves."

Thank you for pointing this out.

How is this gonna work?

"Oh pish posh hun. We'll find ways to help you."

"Here. Here's some poison. Have some fun."

"Everyone here has a reputation for stirring up conflict. Why don't we own up to it and get the others to fight each other? All while we slip through safely."

We have an alliance of...

What their name?

What popped in my head was Legion. Blood on the Clocktower.

But technically that's not now Legion works.

"Not like I have any other choice."

"I tripped at the starting line!"

"An alliance with curry girl? What's her name again? Riya?"

YOU BETTER FUCKING TAKE THAT BACK.

I've so far been doing fine at ignoring Yul, but FUCK ME.

WHY WOULD YOU INCLUDE YUL IN THIS ALLIANCE? WHYYYY??!?!?

You could've started a Black Widow Bregade!

"What are you doing here?"

"Listening to everything you just said."

OP.

AND YOU GOT CAUGHT BEFORE YOU EVEN STARTED!

"Listen, Miriam! You can't tell anyone about this!"

"Well I'm gonna!"

"What do you want for your silence?"

"You and your villain alliance can never vote or me or Jake. If you give me the slightest doubt, I'll make sure everyone knows about your get-together!"

Oh.

Oh she's sticking out for Jake.

"YOU HURT MY GRANDSON I HURT YOU!"

"I already did."

"...THEN YOU BETTER SLEEP WITH ONE EYE OPEN TONIGHT."

"Are you threatening me?"

"You better believe it, kid!"

Yeah don't underestimate Miriam. She can throw hands.

GET YOUR ARM OFF HER!!!!

"You are allowed to use any means necessary to get the bag out of your opponents hands."

VIOLENCE.

That's the first thing that pops up in my head.

"Wow, another strength challenge. It's like they're trying to rig this game against me!"

It's been three episodes. You'll get your chance.

"Come on Tom! You can do it!"

And cut to Jake being pissed.

Yep. XD

It's so bad.

But this is a funny bad. Ya know?

DAMN GRETT! THAT'S BRUTAL!!

ARE YOU QUEEN AGAIN?

Poor Allyson. She didn't deserve that.

That is gonna leave a mark.

"That's why he's a cop!"

Yeah, they're just gonna put Tom on the field every time. And they win.

They probably won't allow that though.

GET HIM GIRL!!!!

GET HIM!!!

GET YUL!!!

Why is Hunter just standing there? DO SOMETHING.

Oh okay.

"Hey Aiden. How are you?"

Uh oh.

Oh no it's happening.

"How's Tom?"

Oh no.

"He's fine. You can ask him yourself."

"That's the thing. He won't talk to me."

"Did... he ever mention me?"

No.

No he hates you now.

"He hasn't. Sorry."

Yeah hate to break it to ya.

"Damn."

THAT THE MOST UNENTHISIASTIC LINE DELIVERY EVER. HOLY SHIT.

OH I KNEW IT.

OH SHIT. I KNEW IT.

Hey at least he won.

"Sorry! That's the game! Also did I mention I got your boyfriend voted out?"

"Wow, real classy Jake!"

OUCH. NO!!

YEAH HE HATES YOU NOW!!

OH MY HEART ISN'T GONNA BE ABLE TO TAKE THIS PAIN.

I mean, yes, pushing Aiden like that was shitty.

But also, that's the game?? Tom, you just did the same thing two rounds ago. So why the hell do you get a pass?

At least it's confirmed now. Tom is avoiding Jake because he hates Jake and has not gotten over Season 1. He's decided Jake is not worth it and he's found happiness elsewhere.

Oh that hurts.

At least Aiden gets help.

"OH HOW DARE YOU HELP HIM!!"

You fucking brat.

I'm saying that as a Jake stan.

I want to slap him across the face and have it leave a mark.

"Don't worry team, I got this!"

LET ASHLEY COOK.

YES!

OH NO!

I mean Miriam can cook to but GOSH!

Oh they won anyway. Cool.

They're not Team Victory!

Pink Team can cook!

"Riya, remember, we have an alliance. Are you willing to help us here?"

"Um, we are currently competing against each other. What the hell can I possibly do?"

Ellie, think about your playing field for once.

Oh geez. Sand in the eye sucks.

"Was it necessary to throw sand in her eyes?"

She had a grasp on her foot.

Did you want her to kick her in the face instead?

"You up to go again, Tom?"

Yeah, send Tom out. You can't lose.

"Alec, the pig has it!"

Can I throw sand in Yul's eyes?

DO NOT CALL TOM A PIG!

"Let me go again. I'll be more attentive this time."

No send Grett out. She can take em.

"Listen Ellie, I'm gonna let you win this one."

Alec.

Nobody wants to ally with someone who will throw challenges.

Have you seen Total Drama?

Your alliance will be fucked if they learn you're doing that.

"There's a matter on my team that I need to take care of."

OH.

OH NO.

OH NO.

OH I KNOW WHAT HE'S TALKING ABOUT.

"That's my buddy!"

Did she say buddy or baddie?

The subtitle says baddie. But I heard buddy.

Damn, everyone's gonna be even.

The teams are actually all on equal footing this time around!

"If he thinks he can take me down that easy, he's got another thing coming."

OOH.

FIGHT BACK MIRIAM!

I know you can't survive this, but FIGHT BACK!

"Once again, no reward!"

What is it with Riya and rewards?

"YOU TRY LIVING ON A BEACH GOLDEN! HOW CAN I DO MY SHOWINGS IF I'M DYING?!"

"I know about your little 'Villains Alliance.'"

Damn. Just out it.

I mean, they'll vote you no matter what even if you didn't say anything. What do you gain from it though?

"Alec told me because he also has an alliance with me."

OH.

OH I GOTHA.

TURN EM ON ALEC.

"He also has one with Jake."

"If you need a spare asshole that's not a villain, here's my grandson. Have a nice day."

Jake being a villain though XD

I mean it's possible he flips.

"Screw the heroes! They hate me!"

"It won't be long before he betrays you like he's doing with me."

Let em know.

"Alec already tricked you before, Grett. Are you really gonna let him play you again?"

COOK EM.

DAMN. SHE DESTROYED HIM.

"What if Miriam's right? We could be playing into Alec's hands."

You can join Riya and betray him whenever you need to.

Hey, Grett still has brains after all. Glad she's getting more screen time.

"Riya and Connor are probably voting for me."

GOOD.

Also what made you think that? As much as I hate to say it.

"Maybe we risk it? Take our chances with Miriam."

That's an option.

"Easy for you to say! You're not the one on the chopping block!"

NO ONE SAID YOU WERE ON THE CHOPPING BLOCK.

YOU SHOULD BE.

"Darling, you know I don't like being yelled at. I'm trying to look out for the both of us."

Yeah don't be mean to Grett.

"Well, it doesn't seem like it! Stop wasting time. We're going back and telling Alec we're voting with him and that's final!"

FUCK YUL 🙄

At least Riya's confronting Connor about what's going on.

"You were planning on getting me out, is that it?"

Well not at the moment.

But she already told you what she wants. So you should've expected that at some point.

"Look, I'll keep them from targeting you."

Oh, that's... strangely wholesome.

"Yeah, but know you're out next. At least I save you once."

Oh wow it's just like Season 1!

Oh I loved these!

OH DAMN CONNOR.

I mean I get it. But OUCH.

Plot Twist: Yul goes XD

Sadly, I don't think that's gonna happen.

I mean I think this is kinda obvious.

'MIRIAM'

That's crazy.

She had a perfect game last time.

'ALEC'

'MIRIAM'

Fuck.

It's unaminous.

'YUL'

OH WHAT THE FU- 😂

OH MY GOD!! WHAT?!?!?!

😂

I mean... I RESPECT IT.

WHOEVER DID THAT, I LOVE YOU!

Just one big middle finger to Yul for the hell of it.

"I hate that you are my ally. You piece of shit."

Aw.

You can't save Miriam though.

I love you, grandma. Nooo...

Jake is gonna be DEVASTATED when he learns she's gone.

"So this is how it feels to be voted out."

Her pride has been damaged.

"What the hell Connor? Why'd you vote for me?"

It wasn't him!

Is Yul gonna bitch about this the whole time?

That's gonna make everyone decide "You know what? This guy is a douche and there's no working with him. Let's just ditch him."

WHOEVER DID THIS, I LOVE YOU!

Seriously, who did that??

"Oh you're gonna pay for that! Just you wait!"

I have to put up with this man again... 😩

Life is pain sometimes.

Oh?

What was that?

What did she just give Connor??

Damn, both previous winners are gone already.

Villain Alliance. That's...

That was NOT on my bingo card.

But I'm willing to hear it out. Based on the logic they gave, I mean.

Cause, I guess it makes sense.

You have five villains in this eighteen person cast. (I consider Ellie more of an antagonist than a villain). And you have Jake who is also basically an antagonist at this point. No, Jake is not a villain, he's not evil, he's just a dickhead. (Affectionate)

I'm willing to hear this out, actually.

Which is a shock to me, cause Total Drama All Stars does a Heroes vs Villains setup.

But THERE, it was forced roles. Gwen was a villain even though the worst thing she did was suck ass at love lives. The entire season kept slamming it in your face about morality and what makes you good or evil.

AND YET THEY HAD NOTHING INTERESTING TO SAY ABOUT IT.

It also led to a deeply offensive MPD portrayal.

Just, don't do that. Please. Don't do that as well. These characters are making this villain team WILLINGLY. All I ask is that they don't go the Total Drama route with the concept.

But I probably think they're going to. I have been getting a couple of hate comments in my ask inbox since I started the season. (Not most of my repliers though, you guys have been alright)

I'm taking it well. It's not offending me too much. So don't worry about me. Everyone gets hate comments every once in awhile. It's not gonna destroy my rep or anything. And I have a therapist. Not for hate comments, but still. I'm not in a bad place over it.

I'm an authentic person, I feel like. I stick with what I feel. I'm not going to instantly agree with what I'm told to agree with if that's not how I feel. If I do feel the same, then yes. So like... sorry if you don't like that I guess.

I am watching this show and this season because I WANT TO. No other reason.

I was not recommended this show. But I chose to watch it and do these reactions anyway for no reason other than I wanted to.

Same for this season. I could've just stopped at Season 2 and pretended this season didn't exist, take the hate to heart, and just play along.

But I'm not doing that. I want to watch it for myself.

Maybe I will hate it in the future. Maybe everything goes to shit. But I can't guarantee that's what's gonna happen.

I'm personally glad I'm doing this. I've really been enjoying the show as a whole. It's gotten me some attention on Tumblr. It's been helping me try to expand by Indie Animation palette. It's not the best show or anything, but I think it has its merits where it is trying to achieve them. And from the replies, you all seem to also enjoy me seeing it and talking about it too, and I've enjoyed hearing your takes. (You know, except for the occasional personal attack)

So, hey, I'm glad to be here. I'm very interested in where this story goes from here.

[boredmezzosoprano]

In defence of Catherine Earnshaw

I just wanted to take this time to talk about the heroine of my all time favourite book Wuthering Heights. She is often described as "selfish" by a lot of readers and yes this is true, but there are reasons for why she acts the way she does. It bothers me how much quicker people are to defend Heathcliff than her when if you ask me, Heathcliff has done worse things than her i.e manipulating and abusing Isabella Linton, abusing his own sickly son, abusing Hareton and robbing him of his inheritance, manipulating Catherine Linton into marrying his son and then robbing her of her inheritance and kidnapping her so she couldn’t be with her dying father and then there’s the little matter of him being the last person to see Hindley before he mysteriously dies (admittedly Hindley was an a$$hole, but still). Don’t think I’m unsympathetic to Heathcliff’s own pain and suffering - I am, it’s just that you cannot judge Cathy harshly while whitewashing Heathcliff’s character🤷🏼‍♀️ Anyway the points I want people to keep in mind are thus:

Like Heathcliff, nobody ever really raised Cathy as her parents both died when she was a child (and even then she wasn’t the favourite of either of them) and Hindley and Nelly couldn’t have been less bothered. Even though the Linton's tried to tame her spirit and mould her into "a lady" it makes sense that her default mode will always be that of a feral child.

People often accuse her of being a gold digger and yes she did plan on marrying Edgar for his money in the hopes of using that money to get Heathcliff out from under Hindley's tyranny, it should be remembered that Cathy really did love Edgar too just not as much as Heathcliff. Also how was she to know that Heathcliff was able to make his own fortune? Given that he never reveals how he made his money and nobody ever finds out how could she have known. It’s speculated that he became a highwayman i.e a glorified thief, most people would choose to avoid living such a precarious lifestyle if given the choice and its hard to blame for not wanting to live a vagabond existence, even Heathcliff admits that he "struggled". As a woman living in the 1700s the only honourable way she could make any kind of life for herself was by getting married!

When she marries Edgar she had no idea where Heathcliff was and when or if he was ever coming back and her choices were limited to marrying into a family who treat you well or stay in your own chaotic and miserable household with your violent drunk if a brother and a maid who’s made it clear she hates you and does not see you as worth her time. So yeah…

Catherine seems to suffer from some sort of disease that’s only ever described as "brain fever". Some readers have described it as encephalitis and others have called it epilepsy. In any case anytime she’s aggravated or upset in anyway she becomes violently ill and this ultimately kills her. With that in mind it becomes understandable that she would actively avoid anything that would cause her any distress as it could (and did) kill her!

There were moments in the book where Cathy with her mood swings came across to me as being bipolar or at least having some kind of personality disorder. Nelly describes her as "having seasons of gloom" during her marriage and she self harms a couple of times in the book. She also threatens to kill herself if it would get a reaction! She seems to place her own sense of value on the men in her life which shows a fundamental lack of self esteem. As someone with BPD these things all hit home for me very deeply, but unlike Cathy I have the freedom to back away from situations that trigger me (well most of the time) and access to medications that even my moods.

While it was undeniably harsh of Cathy to humiliate Isabella by revealing her feelings for Heathcliff with both of them in the room but at the same time she wasn’t wrong to try to snap Isabella out of this naive fantasy. Isabella is a character I care about deeply but it’s obvious that she was in way over her head when it came to Heathcliff! Cathy knew better than anyone that he hated Isabella and would only hurt her. Sometimes you have to be cruel to be kind. Poor Isabella does ultimately learn too late that Cathy was right. Even Nelly has to begrudgingly agree with Cathy on this one.

Speaking of Nelly, it should be remembered that everything we learn about Cathy as well as many other characters, we learn only from Nelly who it is clear is quite biased against the characters whose story she is telling. Because she can’t relate to the intense emotions of the other characters she tends to assume that it must be because there’s something wrong with them. It’s entirely possible that Nelly made Cathy out to be far worse than she actually was. It has to be said that Nelly is a character that I tend to back and forth on…

Anyway that’s my take on Catherine Earnshaw. If you disagree that’s fine but please no rude comments cuz we’re all adults and we can agree to disagree😉