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sunshine-in-a-bottle · 9 months

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SUDSPOTS RECOMMENDS DREAM-CENTRIC FICS: PART ONE MAYBE

Sorted by shipping because I'm a multishipper.

Its about the PASSION its about the INTRICACIES its about the EMOTIONAL DEVASTATION.

If a fic you like isn't on here I demand you make your own recommendations post so I can reblog it and then we ALL must go insane. You Understand? You understand. Lets fucking go, lets LOVE THE PEOPLE IN THIS COMMUNITY RIGHT NOW AND TELL THEM WHAT GOOD FUCKING WRITERS THEY ARE

DESCEND INTO MADNESS. ITS FOR THE GREATER GOOD.

DRUNZ WORKS BELOW

-non-explicit fics section-

our eternal love by janies_not_here. (Rated T)

Punz and Dream being in love and their last few moments together before the destruction of the server.

Personal thoughts: I love them. I would die for them. I care them so much.

Suffering by Airrec (Raichett). (Rated T)

“I,” Punz repeats, “am doing this one. You did lung removal, I’ll do heart.” They look at Dream squarely, determined, though their eyes are tight around the edges. No one likes dying, but they both know how important it is to know.

Personal thoughts: how to murder me emotionally. Its about the Intricacies its about the Unethical Science Murder Experiments.

science for sweethearts by silversandstone. (Rated T)

“His name is Punz?” “Yeah.” “I know him!” Sapnap exclaims, and he sounds entirely too excited for Dream’s liking. “He’s on the basketball team with me. Tall, blonde hair, blue eyes? Looks a little bit like he got thrown in the laundry by accident?” “He’s pretty,” Dream agrees miserably.

Personal thoughts: I am always a slut for modern AUs. I am bapping them with my little paws. Please kiss.

with arms unfolding by silversandstone. (Rated T) (series)

but here i am with arms unfolding i guess it isn't quite the end old partner in crime i'm going to try to fall in love with you again

Personal thoughts: PUNZ FINDING OUT ABOUT THE TORTURE. YESGOODPERFECT. THEM CARING ABOUT EACH OTHER. AAAAA

c!drunz living happily ever after by theendpoem. (Rated T) (series)

c!drunz headcanon written into short stories that follow them running away from the smp together and living happily ever after in a cabin

Personal thoughts: exactly what it says on the tin. I am a feral cat biting it biting it biting it

deadlines and commitments by sunnyscribe. (Rated G)

Dream doesn't know what he's looking for, but he finds it in Punz.

Personal thoughts: please imagine that gif of kermit spinning in a water fountain. They're taking a little nap together. They are in love.

i hope i don’t murder me, i hope i don’t burden you by nightdaydream. (Rated T)

Dream is dangerous, an enigma of a man. “So, what do you say?” Roses bloom in Punz’s lungs. They take a breath, choke them down, and return the grin that they’re sure Dream wears beneath his mask. “I’m in.” aka. punz suffers through hanahaki. it gets a lot worse before it gets better.

Personal notes: FUCK OFFFFFFFFF<=== is personally very emotional. Don't perceive me.

by his side where he belongs by ammizukii. (Rated T)

c!Dream shyfully proposes to c!Punz.

Personal notes: oh.

Just A Dip by Icechild. (Rated G)

It was meant to be just be a bath. It was supposed to be refreshing, healing, calming. It wasn't supposed to be Punz watching Dream pant and groan in pain. It wasn't supposed to end up with them realizing a blade was poisoned after it was too late. OR Punz and Dream have a bath time after a fight with the SMP and take care of each other and things go a little south.

Personal notes: I am eating concrete. I am throwing things. ITS ABOUT THE TRUST AND LOVE AND FEAR AND

love, like death, hath all destroyed by dumbgirlfriend (thelightwoods). (Rated T)

Punz and Dream have a quiet last meal before the end of the world, and Punz wants him.

Personal notes: dies a death (x40) hahahaha I love them what the fuck...

Steam by Airrec (Raichett). (Rated T)

There’s something almost ritualistic in the way Punz lathers soap onto Dream’s skin, their touch gentle but firm as they thumb at his flesh, their clipped nails dragging a little across his too-thin skin, careful not to worry at scabs or sores, but touching them anyway, keeping them clean. --- Or: post-Pandora, Dream's physical state is a bit too fragile for him to be able to bathe alone. Enter, stage left, Punz.

Personal notes: you think I'm normal right now but I'm actually clawing at the bars of my cage. Let me out I won't bite.

red slush and citrus shampoo by shamefulfroggos. (Rated T)

“Okay.” The two sit in silence for a few more beats before Punz drops his hand down to twist the keys and coax the engine back to life. It rumbles, faintly, and Dream watches from the corner of his eye as Punz puts the car in reverse and brings his arm up, his hand gripping the shoulder of Dream’s seat. His head turns so he can look through the back window as he pulls the car out of the parking space he turned into mere minutes ago. Dream tries not to stare. He doesn’t try very hard. -------------- or Dream has been in love with Punz for too long, Sapnap and George are tired of his shit, and Punz is a cinnamon roll who is trying to convey his feelings but failing

Personal notes: hnnnnnnn I'm gonna be honest with you I reread these fics before I put them on this post and this is making me go insane. They're so fucking in love shut the fuck upp

Not to Me, Not If It’s You by ranababamboo. (Rated T)

“Stop fussing over me.” “I will when your fever breaks,” they replied. They gestured to the stew, untouched aside from the near-spill. “Should eat that before it goes cold.” Dream rolled his eyes at the nagging. “What, gonna sit here and watch me until I do?” Punz merely raised an eyebrow. “...you’re the worst.” ——— Stubborn refusal of injury won’t slide in this household.

Personal notes: I hate them (I love them so much I am actively dying)

even when it’s raining by navyhurricane. (Rated T)

“You want to dance—” “In the rain,” Punz finishes for him, almost in a rush as though the idea has him breathless already. “C’mon, you can’t say that you have never in your life thought of it before.” Dream shakes his head softly. “Can’t say it’s high on my bucket list.”

For ruined plans and an opportunity saved, Dream has never known a love as soft as this; he knows that while he needs Punz, the other wants him in all the same ways.

Personal notes: hey do you ever feel like the chemicals in your brain just fucking change and shit while you read something because its good.

i wish to reclaim the rising by Airrec (Raichett). (Rated T)

Dream is quite happy with his life, despite his lack of memories, the scars and frailties of his body, and the numerous questions both raise. Then Punz, one of the gods of this world, saves his life, and it becomes clear that there is more to this - to them - than what can be seen on the surface. --- Or: it's a whole new world, and everyone deserves a chance to move on and make the most of the future. Punz has been waiting for theirs for... a long time.

Personal notes: I really wish I could just post memes and images instead of typing because I don't know how to communicate to you the level of Feral I am rn.

i miss the way you made me feel by WinterEnchantress. (Rated G)

Technoblade broke them up because duty always comes first, and he knows that the pain will never lessen, but at least he had the certainty that Dream was also...suffering. Because he's a selfish and petty man, deep inside, and he doesn't want to be lonely in his pain. Up until Dream found someone else. Up until Dream starts to heal, and all Techno can do is watch from the sidelines as Punz carefully puts broken pieces back together. All he has left is regret. or sad techno and broken up dnb + punz/dream being sweet as techno pines and suffers (:

Personal notes: !!!!!!! well thats fucked up and sad. fuck yeah lets go !!!!!!!

starshine after the longest night by voidofthestars. (Rated T)

They say almost, because there's so much missing from him, from weight loss from starvation to blatant mutilation, ears slashed and even tagged. And gods knew what else lies beneath his torn and ragged clothes. The moment Dream collapses into their arms and they close around him he keens, low and hurt like a dying animal in a cage. It's all Punz can do to keep them both upright even as Dream shakes in his arms, damaged hands scrabbling across his back and shoulders like he was afraid Punz wasn't actually there. "Holy shit, starshine, I've got you, you can't drop on me yet we're not safe yet." "Punz! Punz you're actually here! Haha, oh my god, I can't believe it!" Dream's voice cracks from emotion and disuse. It's painful to listen to, in more ways than one.

Personal notes: Don't fucking look at me don't perceive me I don't want to talk about it.

last cup of coffee by Luciddreaming_ (LucidDreamLight). (Rated T)

Local barista crushing on the cute college boy.

Personal notes: I don't have braincells anymore. Only them.

or should i walk by again? by Anonymous. (Rated T)

After Sapnap accidentally triple-books himself, he leaves his friends Dream and Punz to entertain each other at a boardwalk. This quickly spirals into a bet: Can you fall in love in one day?

Personal notes: what if... they kissed<=== absolutely deranged

green strings of magic by nightdaydream. (Rated M)

“You just work with him for money,” Quackity states, looking at Punz, and they want to laugh at how wrong the statement is. At first, sure; Dream was their client, and they were a mercenary. But as time passed, and they got closer, they came to trust Dream. And eventually, the golden ring on their finger and the matching one on the chain around Dream’s neck, hidden below his hoodie, came into play. “So, if he’s dead, which everyone else here wants anyways, you have no reason to carry out what he wants.” aka. Dream gets killed. Punz brings him back, because they’re a good partner like that.

Personal notes: they're MARRIED they have RINGS what if I shed my skin and became a skeleton.

Keep it Together by orphan_account (Rated T)

/Don’t react. Don’t react. Stay calm. Stick to the plan./ They spent hours, standing on a grassy hill, staring at the prison. /Keep it together./

Personal notes: His One Attachment his Most Important Attachment Shut The FUck

sunlight through my window by oopsie_daisyy (Rated G)

Dream and Punz are comfortable enough together to just walk into each other’s room and be. But when Dream asks him an unfinished question, Punz can’t get the implications of it off of his mind.

Personal notes: biting my own arm. Themb!!!!!! Them,,,,,

Bunker Pasta by dyinginlava (probablyaceok). (Rated T)

When Punz meets Dream after he escapes from Pandora’s Vault he notices how bad Dream looks and makes a decision.

Personal notes: They love each other did you know that. did you know. they love each other so much

Ground Zero by Oceanbreeze7. (Unrated)

Canon Divergence- what if the entire confrontation went a little faster- and they all had time to leave before the nuke impacted?

Personal notes: its barely there, but Its There and its important To Me.

Even Now by TastesLikeBakingSoda (Rated G)

Punz tries to coax Dream to bed, post-prison.

Personal notes:..........

lets take a rest by TastesLikeBakingSoda (Rated G)

Dream comes home after fighting the slime clone army and Punz gives him tickles and kisses

Personal notes: I'm being persecuted, held at gunpoint even.

-EXPLICIT FICS-

forever and always by applpudding

Dream slips his hands from Punz’s grasp and slides one around the cradle the back of his head. “Punz. Look at me.” The softness of his voice coaxes Punz’s eyes open and oh. He’d forgotten how stunning Dream’s eyes are in the daylight, brilliant viridian irises shining bright and honest, settled between soft golden eyelashes. “I don’t know if I can say it back yet,” Dream says, and for a moment Punz feels his heart sink. “But,” Dream continues, “that doesn’t mean I don’t care about you. I do, I really do, I promise you that.” Punz leans forwards and knocks their foreheads together. “I’ll wait,” he whispers. “However long you need, I’ll wait."

Personal notes: they need to be happy its so fucking important to me

radio lust by navyhurricane

A messy turn of events leaves Dream without a car in the middle of a rainstorm. He knows Punz is made of nicotine and bad ideas, but Dream's curiosity over Punz’s passenger seat is addicting.

Personal notes: hi they are absolutely infatuated with each other. they told me so themselves.

losing the bet by Anonymous

“Oh, I see. You wanted to lose,” Punz said in a low voice, dropping in volume, and Dream’s breath hitched in his throat. “You made that bet assuming you’d lose, huh? You wanna be my bitch that badly?” “Fuck no,” Dream spat back even as his eyes locked onto Punz’s lips. They looked surprisingly soft, pink. Dream swallowed hard. “I’m just a man of my word. I promised you, you win, you use me as you want.” “Just seems like an odd thing to offer to someone you’re not attracted to at all.” Punz stepped closed again, practically chest to chest, and he grabbed Dream by the jaw. His grip was tight, practically bruising, and he pushed Dream’s head back against the lockers. “Deny it all you want, but I think you wanted to end up here. You liked the thought of mean ol’ Punz shoving you into the lockers, huh? You want me to fuck you right here?” Dream whined, unable to speak with the hand clamping his jaw shut, and Punz huffed a snort of amusement. “You’re cute when you’re pathetic, princess,” Punz purred.

Personal notes: shaking them. they are stupid and full of kink. I cherish them deeply.

Observant by Toasted_Poison

Dream and Punz are roommates and Dream is very observant of Punz's recent behavior.

Personal notes: the comment I left on this fic probably shows how insane I am more than any words I could type here.

if you’re the reason why it’s empty, spin the fucking bottle by oopsie_daisyy

"I was about to leave when you asked me to play spin the bottle, actually,” Dream explains with a knowing smile, one that Punz reciprocates easily. “But yeah, it’s fine. Just a regular boring party, nothing too special.” “I could make it special.” Dream rolls his eyes. “I know you can. Why else do you think I would stay at some shitty party?"

Personal notes: RAAAAA WHY ARE THEY SO DUMB I CANT FUCKING STAND THEM (is holding them so very closely)

Shatter you by Anonymous

The payment is given. The plan should start any minute now. Punz wouldn't say he'd changed his mind. He never truly agreed with this plan anyway. It's good that Dream is in a good spot for listening. Alternatively: Punz is an Ender Dragon hybrid who likes gold but likes his shiny employer better so he decides to keep him. Dream's a brat and needs to be taught his place.

Personal notes: go away leave me be. I have to be really abnormal about Ender Dragon Punz. (you hear the sound of someone eating paper)

A Goat & A Coyote by ConscientiousMonster, Melpomene_Muse_of_Tragedy

A coyote pack leader finds a goat spellcaster that's been tied up in ribbons and left for death by vultures. This is furry-flavoured Drunz porn.

Personal notes: I'm not a furry but five dollars is five dollars<===this is a reference. I'm actually probably a furry.

Without End by JanetBaby99

“We’re equals aren’t we? You and me no matter what,” Punz assures. “You don’t control me and I don’t control you.” Dream lets his words wash over him, taking them in and analyzing each one. … Even after all of this, seeing how weak Dream has become, seeing how he’s fallen, Punz still sees him as an equal on this godforsaken server. ___________________ After Dream escapes Pandora's Vault, he goes to Punz who helps him through the worst of his injuries, and assures Dream that he would love him no matter what.

Personal notes: HNNNNNNNNNNNNNN THEY ARE IN LOVE,,,, THE ANGST CAN'T DEFEAT THEM,,,

all your ivory glory by eleostomercy

“You’re a cockslut.” Dream’s eyes flick up. He’s sure he makes quite the sight, knelt at Punz’s feet, knelt over a baby blue dildo, and dripping between his thighs with a hand on Punz’s cock. “What about it?” or, where dream has an idea and a need to be between punz's legs.

Personal notes: clapping and cheering and blowing the building up because its what they deserve.

twisted on my tongue by eleostomercy

I know what a sex machine is,” Punz mutters, unsteady on his feet as he rights himself by the refrigerator; the revelation is surprising, sure, but his own astonishment at Dream’s hidden possession is nearly gone. “I just didn’t think that—” “What?” Dream’s embarrassment has melted away by now, and it leaves in its place a sharp grin and gleaming eyes. “Didn’t think I would own one?” or, where dream reveals a well-kept secret and punz decides to give it his own gleaming review.

Personal notes: hey did you know that they're in love. Did you know that I'm throwing shit and maiming because they are in love.

their hungry thirsty roots by consumptive_sphinx

Punz, somewhere above him, sighs, and then there’s a flowering vine in his face and he can’t fucking breathe. His knees hit the ground again and this time Punz wraps an arm around his chest and doesn’t let go, combs through his hair with their fingers while he coughs until his eyes water. “Sorry, man,” they say, and “I know,” and “it’s alright.” Something’s fucking happening while he coughs and Dream doesn’t like drugs under the best of circumstances— they make him slow, they make him stupid, they make him off his game and he can’t be off his game— but the alarm is leeching away. It’s like trying to cling to water. By the time he can breathe again his legs feel too weak to move on.

Personal notes: hnnnn Egg fics.... my one (1) weakness....

pleasure in death by bugginmate

“Here’s how this is gonna work, sweetheart,” he murmurs, brushing Dream’s too long hair out of his face. “You’re going to do what I say. I’m gonna get you all worked up and begging for me. Then when- or if- I decide to let you feel good, I am going to kill you. Do you understand?” Dream and Punz are brainstorming ways to die for their limbo research.

Personal notes: two bros, chilling in their lab, fucking around against OSHA regulations.

Scour and Scorch by FraustiButBad (FraustiNoSnowman)

“Is everything about numbers to you?” He retorts. It’s a weak one, at that, not because it doesn’t mean anything to Punz, but because both of them know that it’s almost a hundred percent true, and Punz is proud of that fact. “Yes,” the lighter blonde admits. His thumb rests on the front of Dream’s chin, and he pulls Dream’s head down to eye level; Dream has to grip the table for him to not punch Punz in the face, or throw on his jacket and leave. “It’s all numbers to me. And where does that take me, sweetheart?” Punz does everything for numbers. • Dream and Punz, musicians, classmates, enemies, friends with benefits, are everything that could be set fire to.

Personal notes: the unreliable narrator that is Dream. also kink. peoples two favorite things.

Red Sweater by Typical_Kiwi

Punz really has to go to work and Dream's making it exceedingly difficult. (Punz isn't blameless.)

Personal notes: THEY CARE ABOUT EACH OTHER. SO MUCH. SHUT UPPPPPPP

Home for the Holidays by Toasted_Poison

"So, where am I sleeping?” Dream asked, looking around the large room, the couch did look quite comfortable. Punz shook his head, opening his suitcase to unpack, “Are you playing dumb? In bed with me.” “Oh! Are we going to explore each other's bodies?” Dream teased. The dirty blond kicked off his shoes and shrugged off his jacket, placing it on the couch before his gloves joined it. He didn’t expect an answer from Punz, who was staring down at a blue shirt in his hands before looking up and smiling at Dream with a cock of his eyebrow. “If you’d like."

Personal notes: (you see an image of goofy floating in a fountain)

Play To Win by angeIofsmalldeath

He likes his roommate, he really does. All things aside, they’re relatively close and spend a decent amount of time together. Punz keeps his space neat, they split dish duty, and his rent is always on time. He’s not a bad roommate in the slightest. That does not change the fact that this is not the first time Dream has found himself incredibly annoyed on behalf of Punz and his stupid video game. Dream is sick of his roommate playing video games loudly all night long. So, they make a bet.

Personal notes: Listen. Listen. Listen. Actually Don't listen. Have you considered the benefits of shedding your skin and becoming a skeleton

i'll be unclean, i'll be obscene (you be the rest) by staged

“I wanna choke you.” Punz leans down to say in Dream’s ear, dragging his teeth against the lobe and pressing a wet kiss to his jaw. “Do it.” Dream pleads, rocking back on a harsh thrust. His eyes flutter, meeting Punz’s gaze with a forest of vulnerability, thick with desperate want. “What if I kill you?” Punz mouths down Dream’s neck, licking around the space between his fingers. It’s spoken like a suggestion, a sadistic fantasy that they want to play out. “Then bring me back.”

Personal notes: Theyre so wonderfully fucked up I would Die for them.

I miss ya, and our rendezvous by froghatter

Five times Punz and Dream made bets together and only once does Dream lose.

Personal notes: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Transactional Satisfaction by TastesLikeBakingSoda

Punz takes his payment.

Personal notes: Don't look at me go away.

candy games by Royal_Stars

Dream wants to play a game. Punz obliges. Why wouldn't they, when they get kisses out of it? It leads to a bit more than the two of them bargained for, but hey, neither of them are really complaining.

Personal notes: I am slowly sliding them both together. then they kiss. then they kiss. then they

but the damage has been done by Anonymous

After weeks upon weeks of exhaustive experimentation on the nature of life, death, and revival, Punz and Dream are both tired. One of them was bound to break. But Punz is not going to let it be Dream.

Personal notes: they are full of mental illness and so am I.

Sublime by cosmicskies

Punz will make him food. He knows what Dream needs right now. Soft touches and to be showered in attention even though he scowls and tries to send the other away every time. During the moments where Dream can think without being shouted at by his own mind, he’ll tell Punz about the things he wishes he didn’t think. How sometimes, asking to be held is the scariest thing of them all. But they’re both touchy people.

Personal notes: (you hear explosions in the distance)

#suds soapbox #LISTEN TO MEEEEEEE #LET THEM BE IN LOVE FOREVER #RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #Mild disclaimer just. This is about fics that Make Me Happy #not about whatever has the most notes or whats the most popular. If the fic is popular thats very cool!!!!!! If its not #well I think we should all go insane about the fic and make it more popular.#You Know What You Must Do

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nuclearforest · 11 months

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1- How good and dilfy is briar's dad to have so much fae pussy?

2- How often does she write to her siblings, and how is she able to send the letters?

3- Whats going on with Briar having clipped wings?

4-did Briar ever use that advice from Sabine? Is that how she earned so many pups?

5- headcanons for briarett as first time parents

HELL YEAH HOMIEEEE ty I'm gonna write so much shit

And please y'all: go show Rotten @rotten-hearts-sharp-teeth some love for Barrett because he needs his time to shine.

1. Briar actually has 2 dads and 2 moms. Polyamory isn't all that weird in fae circles (primarily elven and fairy) because they're tasty little morsels and if one parent is snapped up like the snack they are, you gotta hope for some additional stability. If anything, it's the norm.

That said, out of Briar's fathers (tentatively named Georgiy and Roman), Georgiy is definitely DILFy. Her folks were all part of a flood of fae that fled Eastern Europe in the human world around 1917 in the upheaval of WWI and the Russian Revolution. They were kids at the time, but they settled in a pocket of fae in what was largely predator territory. Georgiy may only have about average human strength, but he's a tough old man and carries it with him well after the parent poly unit moves much closer to the fairy capital in fae Scotland, a much safer place.

2. Briar wants to be where the people are. And as a result, she's gotta deal with writing to a world with a much lower state of technology but much greater magic. (Really, the difference is large in part to being unable to handle raw iron.)

To send it, she describes it as "sealing it with a kiss" because the letter will always find its recipient. In reality, there are little gremlin creatures that live in the machines at post offices and steal anything that smells like a fae letter. They move back and forth between worlds with ease and all they want in pay are paper scraps to eat. Before post office sorting machines, the critters would dig through piles of mail by hand.

3. Most fairies are not born winged as they cannot actually fly. That would be pixies, the much smaller variant. But when a fairy does have wings, it has been historically tracked to the ability to bear children for creatures outside the fae race.

It's a bit of a showy defense mechanism like "if you can't beat them-- breed them." Tooth faries, for example, are crosses between fairies and goblins. Orc and troll crosses would be the most common and would usually result in political marriages and children that keep some level of peace and prevent too many fae snacks. When a fairy does breed, the children often take most of the non-fairy genetics as dominant. There's a prevailing theory in the fae world that most lost their wings following excessive breeding with humans.

Now that said! Being born with wings puts a proverbial target on your back. "The winged are destined to leave" and "The winged will be cursed with love for other species." All good and fair things to be wary of, but the fae court can and will take winged fairies to raise if they want to marry them off in the future.

So when Briar was born, her parents panicked and immediately docked her wings to save her some the same fate. But then she went to the human world and decided to shack up with a werewolf, so there's that.

4. Lmao folks will only learn about Sabine's not so motherly advice on how to blow your werewolf when Rotten finishes her stories and I can publish. The short answer, though, is yes. And Briar does get pretty good at sucking Barrett's soul clean out.

5. Ohhh ty for this one. The first baby is a learning curve for both of them! Fortunately Briar's mothers and her younger sister come by to help Briar recover from a werepup birth. Barrett may be feeling awfully cramped in his home, but Briar needs it because the baby was MASSIVE. Takes after dad.

They're both really good parents though. The baby is almost always in somebody's hold and baby wearing is common in the house.

The most tender moments are feeding baby. Barrett takes a centuries old watch position and Briar gets to relax during the process. Since Barrett is very instinctually guided, the learning curve isn't that hard to master. Sometimes, if he's in charge of getting the baby settled after a feeding, he will joke "you're welcome" to the baby after a big burp.

He's also extremely good at taking care of both her and baby. The most tender of holds for bathtime. No request is too far. Is always ready to cuddle up.

Thinks everything is going great until baby #2 comes right on the heels of the first. Breeding kink went a little too hard. And no, Briar may know better on the timing as a Dr but can't really help herself either.

#mun rambles #hellsing ultimate #hellsing oc #bunny briar #werewolf barrett

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edenmar · 7 days

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I’m interested in animation because I’ve always loved watching so many different animations growing up, and I love how different animators have unique styles. I love how some animations can have the most childish art style, yet have the most deepest stories behind them / hidden in them. I never did pay much attention to the work of detail in the art styles growing up, but now that I’m older, I try to see every detail and really appreciate it, even the smallest details.

My 3 favourite animated things are:

1. Adventure Time. I’ve always loved Adventure Time because almost all of the characters make me laugh so much. The show is a mix of funny episodes like Finn and Jake playing this card game that went super extreme. I remember the animations of that card game made it look so intense. And I remember this scene that had no dialogue because Finn and Jake had to be quiet, and the animations of them made me laugh so hard, I even have the clip saved on my phone. I remember Jake got bit by a spider, but he couldn’t make any noise so they just animated him silently screaming in pain and crying. Yet, it also has the saddest backstories for some characters like: Marceline and Ice King. I remember telling people in my class in grade 3 that I watched Adventure Time, and someone called it a “boys only show” and them saying that made me insecure . And I never understood why they said that, I still don’t understand why!

2. Avatar: The Last Airbender. I absolutely love ATLA with my whole entire heart. I’m sure I’ve rewatched it like 50 times by now. I remember me and my little cousin would test each other on memorizing the dialogue and what movement the characters do in the next scene coming up, hahah. I love the art style so much but in my opinion, it’s more than just a cartoon. The backstories of literally ALL the characters make me feel bad for them, even the villains (Except Ozai, I will never feel bad for that guy 😆). I think the last few episodes, the animations blew me away. The fight between Aang and Ozai looked so intense with all the movement they were doing and when he was taking away his bending and going into avatar state. And the Agni Kai between Azula and Zuko was amazing! The way the lightning and orange/blue fire was animated was so amazing. During sad scenes, the way they animated their faces when they cry or show vulnerability, it really made me feel for them. Plus all of the voices actors are amazing. I’ve cried over this show because I really felt it in my heart.

3. Five Nights at Freddy’s. If I could get into the storyline and lore behind FNAF, I think this post would be as long as the bible. It’s so sad knowing that these “scary animatronics” are actually kids/people who got murdered. The way they animated the jump scares in this game is great, it’s fast and surprising and I love how we can even see the inside details of the animatronics sometimes. Some animatronics may fool you with their cutesy exterior, but they can have the scariest jump scare / be the hardest boss to beat. The music is great, SFX even greater, but the art style is amazing. I really wish that I could just know how the artists came up with all the different ideas for the different characters and scenery. Also the voice acting is on a whole other level. So good!

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talkingpointsusa · 8 months

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Floridumbassery

Dingbat Dave's political analysis naturally revolves around Joe Rogan clips (source: The Rubin Report on YouTube)

Well, as you might have heard, Ron DeSantis dropped out of the 2024 presidential race on Sunday. Since this piece of news is related to Florida, I figured I would go to my number one source for Florida related news; professional Ron DeSantis simp Dave Rubin.

In all seriousness, for those who don't inhabit the cartoon version of reality we call the "conservative media ecosphere", let me fill you in on Dave Rubin's connection to Ron DeSantis because it's a great example of how much of a complete moron Dave Rubin truly is.

So, Dave lives in Florida and his decision to move there was almost entirely informed by how much he liked Ron DeSantis as a governor. So naturally when Ron announced that he was running for president Dave was overjoyed and gave him his full support.

Before the Iowa Caucus, Dave, seemingly thinking he knew something that dozens of trained political analysts and my 11 year old cousin didn't, predicted that there would be a DeSantis upset in Iowa. Trump won Iowa and Dave has been coping over it on his show ever since. I give him half a month before he goes full MAGA bootlicker.

Anyway, I had been waiting for a good excuse to cover Dave again for a while and DeSantis dropping out was just the ticket. A little of this show is Dave coping and a lot of it is him running cover for some really awful people. So, let's get into it.

01:19, Dave Rubin: "OK guys, obviously there is something major to talk about, then we'll dive into a normal show and everything else, but Ron DeSantis has dropped out of the presidential race. This thing is Trumps to lose at this point, Nikki's hanging around, there's the gov who's now back in Tallahassee and we will continue to strengthen the free state of Florida."

There's a slight hint of the theme of Dave's coverage of DeSantis dropping out of the presidential race in the last part of that paragraph.

The theme is that, in what must be one of the most embarrassing rationalizations of a political loss that I have ever seen from a pundit, Dave has decided that Ron lost Iowa because he was too good.

02:25, Dave Rubin: "I just wanna say, first off, that it is always -- this is relative to Ron DeSantis and everything else in life I'd say, it's always worth fighting the good fight."

Dave has got to be the last person in the griftosphere still simping for DeSantis. You don't have political beliefs Dave, remember? That's why you sold your soul to the Koch Brothers and became a conservative media grifter. Move on man.

02:51, Dave Rubin: "I think fighting for good people and fighting for the right ideas are always worth doing and it's not just about if you get the political win or not."

"Yeah, even though he brutally lost and his entire presidential campaigns been a joke for months, DeSantis really won in a way."

Man, I thought conservatives like Dave hated participation trophies.

Also, a lot of those "right ideas" could hurt LGBTQ+ people like Dave and his husband.

The most infamous of these would be the "Don't Say Gay" Bill which is a bill that bans the teaching of sexual orientation from kindergarten through 3rd grade outright and 4th through 12 grade unless it's "expressly required by state academic standards". This bill obviously effects the safety and mental health of LGBTQ+ youths as it turns being anything but straight into a marginalized thing that isn't even allowed to be taught in schools. Studies have shown that students who go to schools that have LGBTQ+ inclusive programing report less victimization due to their sexual identity and a greater feeling of inclusivity.

Even without his bills, DeSantis has shown a disgusting homophobia streak. In a campaign video posted by DeSantis War Room on Twitter, alt-right imagery was overlayed over headlines criticizing Ron's anti-LGBTQ+ bills. It was interspersed with video of Trump (pretending) to support LGBTQ+ rights. The caption of the tweet read "To wrap up "Pride Month," let's hear from the politician who did more than any other Republican to celebrate it…" Real mask off shit.

In short, Dave Rubin is a goon who is campaigning against the rights of other people in the LGBTQ+ community and most likely his as well.

03:09, Dave Rubin: "As a Floridian, one of my concerns was 'Oh, we're gonna send our best guy who's basically done everything right in this state. This state that is a sanctuary for freedom lovers in America. We're gonna send our best guy into the chaos of the crazy machine that destroys everybody.'"

Man, the boot polish that DeSantis uses must be really tasty.

Also, Florida isn't in great shape at all under DeSantis. I already mentioned the regressive policies regarding LGBTQ+ people but here's another bad one; gun violence. A 2022 study showed that Florida has the second highest rate of fatal road rage shootings in the United States, only being beat out by Texas. As of December 14th of last year, Florida had seen 28 mass shootings. This is probably because Dave's hero Ronnie D has been working overtime to turn Florida into a gun owners paradise. In July of 2023, Florida’s government under DeSantis passed a bill that transformed Florida into a permitless carry state, essentially allowing anyone in Florida to carry a concealed weapon without a permit and or training, went into effect.

03:45, Dave Rubin: "When he announced this over the weekend I was kind of relieved."

You keep telling yourself that.

Dave reads a pro-DeSantis tweet from another guy named Dave. Dingbat Dave's in stereo.

06:32, Dave Rubin: "One of the things that I think I'll probably struggle with a little bit over the next year or so, or at least for the 10 months of this campaign is that you know how often I talk about truth on this show and how often I've said the easy thing about supporting DeSantis was, like, it's so rare that there's a politician who tells truth so you don't have to contort yourself to constantly just agree with or back or promote everything he says because your like 'oh its true, its simple, its good.' That's it."

Let's take a look at some of the things Ron has said and remember that, according to Dave, everything this guy says is true and good.

Whilst running for governor, Ron told his supporters not to "monkey this up" by voting for his opponent Andrew Gillum on FOX News. Gillum is an African-American so the likelihood that this dog whistle was a mistake is low.

He also keeps hanging out with Nazi's and racists. In 2017, Ron DeSantis spoke at an event exclusively dedicated to bashing Muslims alongside far-right commentator/likely pedophile Milo Yiannopoulos and Steve Bannon. In it, DeSantis made absolutely ridiculous and unproven claims about Barack Obama not vetting refugees. DeSantis also defended one of his supporters who said we should "bring back the hanging tree".

So yeah, "true, simple, and good". God, I hate all these people so much.

07:01, Dave Rubin: "By the way, I think that's one of the things that he suffered from as a candidate. Just kind of being good. I called it the Tim Duncan syndrome or the Tony Gwynn syndrome, I think that's what Steve Deace called it. If you're consistently batting 350, people aren't excited when you get another base hit. Tim Duncan, you win another MVP, another finals MVP, five time champ, nobody cares anymore, right. And I think DeSantis suffered from a bit of that."

So, DeSantis lost Iowa because he was so consistently good that the voters got bored of how good he is and just stopped caring. Lets be absolutely clear here, no candidate in the history of politics has ever lost because too many people liked them. That makes absolutely no sense. Also, no sports fan on the planet thinks that a players consistent success is boring!

This is the point in the episode where most viewers who are members of the reality based community would realize that this is propaganda and turn it off. But not me, let's slog onwards.

Dave decides to end all the politics talk and now it's time for him to talk about his usual "culture war" bullshit. I was mostly here for Ronnie D related cope and now that I've seen that the show gets excruciatingly boring. Dave talks about how he prefers to talk culture than politics, probably because when he talks about politics he makes himself look like a moron but I digress. He's decided to talk about a crowd of people chanting "fuck Trudeau" at a UFC match in Canada. He plays a clip of Joe Rogan reacting to said chant and then launches straight into his take.

09:46, Dave Rubin: "Again, you may not care that much about UFC. Again, I said it's not really my thing. But I'm trying to show you, when you watch newscasts and they miss all the culture stuff and you wonder 'How did Trump return?' it's because of things like this."

We live in a world with; multiple wars being waged, numerous natural and manmade disasters occurring, and an absolutely bizarre political climate. Dave Rubin's bullshit video of Joe Rogan reacting to a clip of some belligerent assholes cussing out a politician at a wrestling match is obviously low on the totem pole of stories to cover.

Half the problem here is that we don't even know if these guys chanting "fuck Trudeau" were even Canadian. A vast majority of people in that arena were there to see Sean Strickland who has made a name for himself by going on homophobic tirades and defending the trucker convoy, but I'll keep all that under my belt until later in the episode. As somebody who lives in Toronto, we are pretty liberal up here.

10:09, Dave Rubin: "He says 'I like Pierre Polivay'"

I did not misspell that, that's legitimately how Dave pronounced Pierre Poilievre's (pronounced Poly-ev) name. Dave Rubin: Master Orator strikes again.

10:15, Dave Rubin: "But the fact that thousands of people are showing up to a UFC fight to say f the prime minister of Canada, the guy who shut down the truckers and the bank accounts and all of that and was one of the worst COVID authoritarians in the entire world."

I didn't expect to have to talk about the so-called "Freedom" Convoy in a Dave freaking Rubin episode yet here we are. Man, this is a lot more local than I thought it would be.

The truckers he's talking about were a group of protestors, mainly truckers, who descended on major cities like Ottawa to protest against vaccine passports. They also blocked border crossings.

Naturally these protests went way beyond peaceful and became extremely disruptive. The border-blockades blocked off the shipment of essential goods between the US and Canada (and also were a massive pain in the ass for travelers) and the truckers in Ottawa were intentionally obtuse, they infamously honked their horns long into the night which disrupted the lives of people in the city. They even harassed people for the awful crime of.....being outside and wearing a mask. Many of the truckers displayed alt-right iconography like confederate flags and swastikas. For obvious reasons, people in cities like Ottawa legitimately starting fearing for their safety.

The Ottawa Police were actually twice as lenient to the truckers than they were with previous protest movements, and they say white privilege is a thing of the past! Trudeau eventually declared a state of emergency which allowed the RCMP to finally clear the truckers out of the city.

As for the bank accounts, they only froze the bank accounts of the protestors in Ottawa and that was after they were warned that it was going to happen. The freeze was lifted soon after.

Also, lets set the record straight here; these are the same goons who won't shut up about BLM "rioting" because of a couple of isolated incidents. Yet when a protest group of alt-right assholes barges into a city and causes actual chaos, all of a sudden they are heroes. Even if we except the false conclusion that the BLM protests were just a bunch of violent mobs, which the data has shown is false, he should be absolutely against the truckers too.

10:49, Dave Rubin: "Now, I wanna connect this to something that I think is more largely happening in the country. Like, why is it happening? Why are these people showing up to a fight to scream f the prime-minister. Well, there's a specific reason for it in this case. Over the weekend there was a press-conference for this fight and UFC middleweight champ, his name is Sean Strickland, he got into it with a reporter, a woke reporter of course, trying to get him on some past comments."

Half of this episode is Dave defending vicious homophobes. Pretty ironic since he's one of the few gay men in the griftosphere.

So, the reality of this press conference is that this reporter asked Sean to elaborate on a tweet he made in 2021. Now, before I tell you what the tweet said, this is a perfect time to illustrate how the grift works. Notice how Dave doesn't say what those past comments were nor how recently Sean made them. The impression you would get from this is that this reporter dug up some innocuous comment Sean made years ago instead of a publicly available tweet from 2021. Here's what Sean said in the tweet, I'm not typing it because I feel uncomfortable typing this unless I need to;

Yeah, some past comments alright. He's essentially equating being gay with being weak, something which Dave as a gay man shouldn't be so OK with. But Dave doesn't give a shit because defending this asshole is what all of his rightwing friends like Matt Walsh are doing and who cares about principles?

And you know what else? In the press conference Sean doubled down on that hateful rhetoric. The thing that caused Sean's tirade was Sean asking the reporter if he would be OK with having a gay son and "never having grandchildren" (as if there aren't options like adoption and surrogacy). When the reporter said yes, Sean replied by saying this;

"You’re a weak f—ing man, dude. You’re part of the f—ing problem. You elected Justin Trudeau when he seized the bank accounts. You’re just f—ing pathetic,"

Sean also had this to say about transgender people;

“Here’s the thing about Bud Light. Ten years ago, to be trans, was a mental f—ing illness. And now all of a sudden people like you have f—ing weaselled your way into the world. You are an infection. You are the definition of weakness. Everything that is wrong with the world is because of f—ing you,”

Yeah, the fact that Dave is lending his support to this bigoted asshole tells you everything you need to know about Dave's character.

Anyway, Dave plays a clip from the conference. Here's what he has to say about it.

12:22, Dave Rubin: "He's well spoken, I'll give him that much."

More than can be said for you. I find it surprising that Dave, again a gay man, isn't ticked off by Sean's bigoted ramblings. I guess money trumps morals.

12:26, Dave Rubin: "It doesn't even matter if you agree with all of the specifics and I could get into some of the nuance there, that's not really the point. The broader point is that this guy is going after the media in a very Trumpian way."

Because they pointed out that he is a bigot, this shouldn't be that hard to understand.

Also, the “nuisances”. Oh, you mean like the fact that you and your husband have two kids? The fact that this tangent is basically Sean saying he hates you for who you love? Those nuisances Dave?!?

13:15, Dave Rubin: "So the problem, of course, with the woke is that they are so fixated on these faux social issues that they actually ignore real tyranny when it comes from the real tyrants."

I don't think Dave even knows what woke means at this point. I've heard him use it to describe the people he's currently calling "tyrants" and now I guess he's using it to describe activists on the left.

Anyway, I wonder what these "faux-social issues" are? Could it be racism or transphobia? Actually legitimate social issues that the data shows are actually legitimate social issues.

Speaking of transgender people, Dave has thoughts on Sean's disgusting thoughts on them. They are also disgusting.

14:54, Dave Rubin: "Ok, again, you don't have to agree with exactly how he's saying it or anything else. But he is, like, directionally right and also it illustrates the broader point of enough people have had enough of this."

Notice how when it comes to gay people, the line is "it doesn't matter if you agree with all the specifics" whereas when it comes to trans people it's "you don't have to agree with exactly how he's saying it", implying that the transphobia is less of an issue than the cursing.

Also, a majority of the population is fine with trans people for the simple fact that they deserve the right to exist. It's just these right-wing goons who know how to scream loudly enough that they seem like the majority.

15:13, Dave Rubin: "It's like, do you think that this guy, when he was training to be a great fighter for years and years and years, thought that mostly when he would be giving press conferences before the biggest fight of his life he'd be talking about whether girls are boys and boys are girls."

Does Dave think that the reporter just asked him that question for shits and giggles? Sean got asked that question because he espoused disgusting views on the subject of LGBTQ+ rights and any journalist worth their salt would press him on that in an interview or press conference.

15:29, Dave Rubin: "Woke-ism has infected literally everything in society from the military down to the UFC and everything in between and now people have had enough."

Even going by the loose and ever changing Dave Rubin definition of "woke", the UFC is so far from woke that it isn't even funny. The president of the UFC, Dana White, is an open Trump fan for one.

Woke is just Dave Rubin's "git-r-done!"

15:40, Dave Rubin: "And again, I would connect that exactly to the rocket fuel that is behind Trump right now."

You can already sense Dave slowly switching over into MAGA bootlicker mode.

Dave plays another clip of Sean Strickland, this time he's ranting about how "the LGBTQ+ agenda" is getting into schools. Again, that LGBTQ+ agenda line the right constantly tows is a complete load of horseshit. It's like saying that eating some lettuce instantly turns you into a vegetarian. Plus, it boxes cisgender relationships in as "normal" and LGBTQ+ ones as a sort of weird lifestyle choice.

I get the sense that Sean Strickland is just a reactionary asshole trying to get attention. That tirade, plus others he's gone on in the past, are clear grabs for attention and the griftosphere has delivered that in spades. Even if, by some miracle, the UFC gets rid of him he'll probably be guaranteed a spot at the two places where reactionary grifters go when their temporary fame has died out; The Blaze Network or Charlie Kirk's show. As a result, brace yourself for the next loud bigoted statement from Sean because these types don't ever stop trying to extend their fifteen minutes of fame.

16:57, Dave Rubin: "Yeah, that's all true. Like, that is all true. Almost everyone now, not everybody but most people, especially if you're of a certain age. Like, if you're under, say, 55 you basically--no one cares about anyones sexuality anymore."

Tell that to Ben Shapiro, who is a 40 year old man who was homophobic to you directly to your face while you just sat there and took it because he's important in the griftosphere.

In all seriousness, people absolutely are bigoted towards people for their sexuality. Good examples of this would be the two guys that Dave is going on sycophantic tangents defending for the reasons we already mentioned. Outside of Sean and Ron, LGBTQ+ hate crimes are on the rise according to the FBI.

17:24, Dave Rubin: "Then they decided to push all of this in the schools relentlessly. Tell you that if you didn't want your kid learning about sex when they were in fourth grade that you're a bigot, that you're a racist."

So I guess Dave is just generally opposed to sex-ed as a whole. Yeah that tracks.

Plus, teaching kids about sexuality isn't "teaching your kid about sex". Believe it or not, you can teach a kid about being gay or trans without even bringing sex into the conversation just like how you can display straight relationships without talking about sex.

Dave plays a clip of Dana White defending what Sean Strickland stated. Dana didn't address the spirit of what the reporter was saying and just split hairs about how the guy said "you obviously give your fighters a long leash". Dave's thoughts are equally uninteresting here.

19:44, Dave Rubin: "What's really amazing is that Strickland, he's going after Bud Light. Bud Light is now one of the biggest sponsors of UFC, they gave Dana White a ton of money and suddenly Dana White is now promoting Bud Light again. So nobody is perfect in all of this but I'll certainly give Dana White credit right there for being like 'Oh, one of my guys is going after my major sponsor and I'm gonna defend his right to do it.' Isn't that seriously something?"

There's an obvious reason for this that Dave is neglecting to mention, allowing Sean to go on his deranged tirades gets eyes on the UFC.

I had never heard of Sean in my life before Friday when all of a sudden every single person on the right started talking about him. While this certainly alienates me as an audience member, I can see this tirade attracting people on the political right who agree with what Sean is saying and that means more money for Dana.

Then Dave goes into an ad pivot.

21:45, Dave Rubin: "OK, so now I wanna connect this to more widely what's going on in the culture war and what is also happening political. Because, again, these things are deeply deeply connected and if you just ignore the culture part you are always going to be in slow-motion mode. What do I always say? Truth is a time release pill these days."

Ron DeSantis wrapped himself up in the "culture war" and look where that got him. Starting to uncritically pay attention to Dave's culture war nonsense is going to put you in even greater "slow motion mode" than when you weren't. All it is is a distraction from real genuine issues.

"Don't look at the gun violence epidemic and the fact that people are dying because they can't afford healthcare, look at this transwoman on a beer can."

22:11, Dave Rubin: "So, Tiffany Justice, she is the co-founder of Moms for Liberty. I know Tiffany, I've seen her at many events, I think I've done their podcast at least once or twice."

Lets talk about Moms for Liberty because this is another group full of anti-LGBTQ+ bigots that for some reason Dave has chosen to defend. Dave seems to love people that hate him.

Moms for Liberty is a far-right "activist" group that primarily advocates for the removal of school curriculum related to racial diversity and sexual orientation. To summarize their views on the youth, their Hamilton County chapter quoted Hitler in a newsletter. Even if by some miracle they didn't realize that this was a Hitler quote, the quote "He alone, who owns the youth, gains the Future" is a horrifying representation of the reason why they do what they do. Naturally, the Southern Poverty Law Centre has designated them as an extremist group.

Their main goals seem to revolve around book banning, all whilst hypocritically saying that they believe in the Constitution. Despite claiming that they are against books with "sexual material" in them, they are all big fans of the Bible which is filled to the brim with sexual material. In case you were wondering what kinds of books they are for banning, here's a complaint one of their chapters filed against a biography of MLK Jr for being "anti-white". Anne Frank's Diary was also banned as a result of the group. Between that and the Hitler quote, I'm beginning to see a pattern here. Solidifying that pattern I just mentioned is the fact that they also have connections to an alt-right terrorist group called The Proud Boys.

As for Tiffany Justice herself, she's a complete lunatic who seems to think that yelling loudly is a substitute for having actual good points. This was exemplified when she came out against social-emotional learning.

Social-emotional learning is an educational model that aims to teach children skills such as empathy and self-awareness. Tiffany, with absolutely zero evidence, decided that this was left-wing indoctrination. Quote;

“It’s meant to replace the child’s values and morals in the home with an idea of spirituality.”

In short, teaching kids how to be a decent human being is up for debate with Moms for Liberty. This is a group full of really nasty people and if Dave had any self-respect he would be against them instead of defending them.

So, the reason that Dave is talking about this is because Tiffany recently did an interview with MSNBC's Joy Reid about book bans in schools. The resulting interview was a bizarre mess where Tiffany didn't really respond to any of Joy's points and instead screamed stupid talking points about "kids reading about anal rape". In the interview, Joy Reid came off as calm and reasonable while Tiffany came off as a dildo obsessed blithering idiot who can't argue in a way who isn't intellectually dishonest. Watch it here.

Joy also made an excellent point about how, even if certain parents are uncomfortable with sexually explicit content being taught to their children, they can opt in and opt out of their children reading it. During said moment, Joy brought up a book entitled All Boys Aren't Blue and asked Tiffany if it was her right to deny the book to children who might feel seen by the story. Since this story contained sexual assault of a minor, Tiffany distorted Joy's argument into it being her saying that children feel seen by depictions of child rape, ignoring that a lot of the book was about growing up black and queer in New Jersey and the entire book didn't revolve around the sexual abuse that the author suffered as a child. There were plenty of parts of that book that a child could relate to that don't involve the sexual assault but naturally guys like Dave Rubin and Matt Walsh don't know about that since they don't bother to look into what they are covering.

Even going off of Tiffany's insane bullshit argument, teaching kids that are the victims of sexual assault that what they went through is wrong and the tools to handle their trauma is objectively a good thing.

Anyway, sorry about the long tangent. Just had to lay out some background info. Back to Dingbat Dave.

24:24, Dave Rubin: "OK, Joy is just so absolutely unbearable that she tries to pin this down on 'you don't know the name of the main character'. She knows that it's George, she knows that it's biographical, et cetera, et cetera."

The point that Joy was making when she asked Tiffany what the main character of All Boys Aren't Blue's name was is that Tiffany and her group portray themselves as these experts on literature and why it's harmful towards minors and yet she doesn't even know the name of the person that wrote the book that she hates so much.

25:19, Dave Rubin: "Just think back to when you were in 3rd, 4th, grade, right? Think about your teacher, my third grade teacher Mrs Kachin, absolutely loved her, she read us the Secret Garden and she did all the voices, I just absolutely adored this woman--Imagine if instead of reading The Secret Garden to us, if she was reading this book about anal rape and dildos and incest and everything else."

That would be a relevant argument to make if the reason that Moms For Liberty is campaigning about this book is because it was being taught to third and fourth graders and all they wanted to do was remove it from the curriculum but that isn't what this about.

We are talking about removing this book from libraries all together. In making up this completely irrelevant example, Dave has distorted the entire story into "they were reading this story about anal rape to kids and then Moms For Liberty swooped in and saved the day" and that's simply not what happened.

All Boys Aren't Blue has been taught (and subsequently banned) in high schools and that is significantly different than grade 3 or 4. I can't find a record of this book being taught to third graders.

Dave plays another clip from the interview. Dave then reads a tweet from a guy named James Lindsay who I will probably go more in depth about if he's mentioned again more prominently in another episode. The tweet reads as follows;

"Anyone who will lie to you the way Joy Reid lies to Tiffany Justice here will kill you the second they have the clearance and need to do so."

While this may sound ridiculous to anyone in the reality-based community, Dave agrees with this.

29:34, Dave Rubin: "What do Marxist movements do? How many people have died in the name of Communism, right?"

This is ridiculous. So the left is a bunch of communists because Joy Reid pushed back on one of the leaders of a known extremist group.

Another clip from MSNBC, more stupidity from Dave.

31:19, Dave Rubin: "It's not your right to tell anyone when their children should learn about sex."

That's why schools allow parents to opt their child out of sexual education.

Ad pivot. Dave rambles about how everyone is so oppressed by the left and that's why Trump is gaining all this support. He plays a clip of the CEO of JP Morgan talking about how Democrats don't respect people who vote for Trump.

36:40, Dave Rubin: "Yeah, that's just right, that's just right. Because what's Jamie Diamond doing there? He's defending just the average American, just a mom who wants to know what her kid is learning, right? Just a person who works at a company and doesn't want to be discriminated against because they happen to be straight and white."

We already talked about how Tiffany is clearly not just some "average mom who is just concerned about her children learning about sex" so lets look at that second statement, people are being discriminated against because they are straight and white.

Well, would it surprise you to know that the data does not back that claim up? Did you know that white people make up 77% of the labor force?

Dave plays a clip of Camile Paglia being interviewed by Charlie Rose. I'm noticing something about Dave (and a lot of these grifters but Dave is particular egregious) and that is that he is basically a reactionary reaction channel. Dave doesn't really argue his points, he just plays decades old clips from the Charlie Rose Show and lets them make his argument for him.

39:19, Dave Rubin: "All she's saying in essence is the thing that, again, we all knew which is the reverse of what the woke want which is get politics, get your social agenda out of school."

It's a sad state of affairs when teaching children about sexualities outside of being straight is politicized.

39:29, Dave Rubin: "When I was growing up and I went to all public schools, and I also went to a public college, but when I went to school you learned math, you learned science, you didn't learnt that boys were girls and the rest of the nonsense."

A): Absolutely moronic characterization of transgender people.

B): Does Dave think that they've phased math and science out completely in favor of curriculum revolving around sexuality?

40:31, Dave Rubin: "You know what's not working right now? It's our border, our borders not working."

Still ranting about the border, huh? I thought it would be old by now but I'll bite.

The Biden Administration has constantly tried to compromise with the GOP on the border and yet the GOP keeps stonewalling them at every turn, this is because their goals are to limit migration entirely and restart the construction of the border wall. Also, according to data found by the Cato Institute, the situation would be exactly the same under Trump. Biden has also tried to ask for funding for the border, the right has refused to give it to him.

Dave plays a video clip from "NJEG Media" (already a huge red flag) that claims to show "African migrants" in a New York City Park. Here's what probably actually happened; some right-wing influencer who wanted attention on the griftosphere went to a park and started filming African-American homeless people. Where's the proof these people even are migrants? Odds are that they were just homeless people.

42:23, Dave Rubin: "It doesn't make you a racist to wonder why all these people are wandering through New York City to wonder 'why are all these people wandering through New York City? And what do they think? And what are their intentions? And why are they here?'"

Lets say that these migrants were white, would you be wondering the same thing? If the answer is no, yeah it's racist.

Dave plays a clip of New York City in 1945 and this is so profoundly stupid. There are so many so many systemic factors beyond "Oh, migrants are wrecking NYC" for why homelessness has spiked. For one, the cost of living is significantly higher than it was in 1945. In terms of immigration, it's harder to become a citizen of the United States than it was in 1945, thanks to the right might I add, which leads to people seeking illegal means to enter.

44:15, Dave Rubin: "That doesn't mean there aren't activist lunatics on the right but that is not the major problem at the moment."

"I should know, I've spent the entire episode defending them."

Anyway, that's enough Dave Rubin for today. The rest of the episode is just more of him reacting to clips and I'm tired of it.

Conclusion:

Outside of the Ronnie D stuff, Dave didn't cover a single important news story the entire episode. It was just him defending bigoted reactionaries and reacting to clips he found on Twitter. I forgot how Dave Rubin is basically just a reaction channel. I guess he figured out that when he talks for long periods of time without playing a clip he inevitably ends up sounding like a complete moron.

Cheers and I'll see you in the next one.

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Fizz medical hcs

Again please don’t post this if you see it because it’s a very personal piece. I just wanted to show you because you seemed pretty interested in the headcanon and I really enjoy reading about your hcs so I thought I’d share mine in greater detail. One thing about this though is it’s not really angsty, I wanted something happier about Fizz being able to feel happy about his body. Ofc there’s other possibilities for angst, I hope you at least find it interesting to read tho. Fizzarolli turned this way and that in front of the mirror, marvelling at his reflection, at the way the jester tunic fell against his body. Ozzie had been right, you really couldn’t tell what was underneath. He hitched up the skirt to re-examine the garment around his waist. You couldn’t tell what that was for either. Shiny-black and patterned with Ozzie’s factory logo, it hugged his body in all the right ways under the fluorescent hospital lighting. It felt good too, supportive, like it was encouraging him into a posture that was easier on his damaged core muscles. For the third time in the last ten minutes, he unfastened it to take a further look underneath, and slid the trousers of his outfit down his legs. Picking up his tunic again, he stared at his stomach, marked up to give him an idea of what it might look like post-surgery. Post-surgeries. Despite his suggestions, they weren’t going to do the full thing in one go. But it didn’t matter. He’d waited so long for something like this already. He could wait a little longer. He felt giddy with relief just looking at the pen lines and stickers decorating his lower abdomen. Sure, with the clothes out of the way and the support belt off there was no hiding what they were, but he didn’t care. To him, they were going to be a freedom he hadn’t had since the accident. Freedom to work the kind of hours he used to, to eat and drink what he enjoyed, to have sex when he wanted it, to not be constantly on the lookout for the nearest bathroom… things that felt like vague memories would be his present again. He ran a finger around the black bag temporarily sealed to his skin. The doctors said they normally made the opening on the other side of the stomach, but that area had a large amount of scar tissue already. It was easier to re-route what was left of his colon through the abdominal muscles here, they had said, explaining how they would insert synthetic mesh around the wound to prevent hernias developing. That was what the belt was for too, to protect his muscles during especially strenuous activity. Ozzie had winked at him when the doctor had said that, and he’d laughed, feeling genuinely carefree despite the conversation happening over him. Tucked away under the belt, nobody would ever know that he had a colostomy. Well, Ozzie and his doctors knew, but that was pretty much it. Not even Mammon was going to be allowed to see Fizz’s full medical report once Ozzie’s team were done. That was more about the limbs, probably, because they were the same as the closely-guarded technology used in the personal companion robots, but Fizz was honestly starting to feel like Ozzie respected his privacy. Like he was genuinely enjoying fixing up an imp, problem-solving so he could have a better quality of life. He had no qualms about being Ozzie’s little passion project if it was going to bring a resolution to some of the shameful, lingering problems he’d endured for the last few years. It just felt too good to be true. But even now Fizz couldn’t stop beaming with genuine hope. The incision site on his lower abdomen was going to be a little bit more noticeable, but nonetheless welcome. Fizz traced the plastic tubing that ran down from it, attached against his body and finishing in a sheath which clipped perfectly around the upper part of his metallic right thigh. The technology used for collecting the waste was similar to the extra-durable plastic that Ozzie’s jumbo-brand condoms were made out of. It was empty now, of course, and the catheter was just sellotaped in place rather than inserted directly into his bladder, but Fizz could already tell this was going to be an improvement. Almost anything would be an improvement on the pads, but this already looked much more convenient. He was going to put all his clothes back on and do another once-over with them, but there was a knock at the door. Fizz craned his neck up at the window and could see Ozzie’s big blue form looming outside. He rolled his eyes and snickered to himself. “I’m not decent, but you can come in anyway, big guy,” he crowed, turning around with his tunic still hitched up. Ozzie had literally been in the room while the doctors talked through everything and mapped out the surgeries, but Fizz felt like showing off anyway. Ozzie stepped through the doorway somewhat tentatively, but brightened when he saw Fizz smiling up at him. If Fizz didn’t know any better, he’d think he was nervous. But that made no sense. Even if Fizz wasn’t happy with the proposals, there was no way he’d trash the King of Lust’s ideas right to his faces. “Apologies baby, you were just taking a while so I thought I’d come to check on you,” purred Ozzie. He stepped behind Fizz and Fizz let himself be manhandled so he was facing the mirror again, sticking out even more against Ozzie’s navy body. “How are you feeling about it all now? No second thoughts?” “Are you kidding? Ozzie this is even better than what I was imagining,” Fizz said, dropping the fabric in his hands to clutch Ozzie’s arm. “I’m so glad,” replied Ozzie, “I’m sorry we didn’t have anything less invasive to offer you, but…” Fizz’s hand reaching up to stroke Ozzie’s chin had the desired effect of making him trail off. Fizz didn’t want to hear anything negative about Big Ozzie’s handiwork. It made sense for the King of Lust to understand bodies as intimately as Ozzie did, but Fizz had already got above and beyond the care he expected to receive. Nobody had ever paid him the kind of attention that Ozzie had, taking time to understand all of his problems, and then give him the opportunities to address them. He didn’t care that Ozzie couldn’t somehow magically give him his continence back. This felt almost more valuable. “Oz, it’s gonna be perfect. And what’s a couple more surgeries to a guy like me?” Ozzie kept smiling down at him. “True, I wouldn’t have suggested it if I didn’t feel confident that you could make a good recovery. You’re so… resilient.” Fizz purred at the suggestions lurking under Ozzie’s words, but then a horrible thought struck him. Shit! He’d been so caught up with himself that he hadn’t even thanked Ozzie properly today. Fuck, the anxiety that had been worn into him over not fully appreciating a superior’s ‘gratitude’ made his insides clench. He opened his mouth to stammer out a reply but Ozzie cleared his throat and cast a glance down. Puzzled, Fizz followed his gaze and realised that small trickles of liquid, easily visible against the metal of his bare legs, were dripping onto the floor. Another thing that had slipped his mind recently. He grunted in frustration, and extended an arm to grab his bag and dart to the nearest bathroom. When he looked back at Ozzie, the King of Lust was politely looking away. The sight almost made him giggle, before he remembered what he wanted to say again. “Um… Ozzie… thanks,” he said. It felt pretty anticlimactic but Ozzie beamed anyway. “Come back out once you’re ready. I’ll wait for you in the consultation room. We’ll set a date for the first procedure,” Ozzie told him. “Yeah, I want the catheter first,” Fizz quipped, and slammed the bathroom door behind himself. It was pretty much perfect the way it looked, after all. And the idea he’d had about somehow hooking up an extra tube to a squirty flower for comedic purposes could wait. He’d pushed his luck enough today.

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I was wondering...I was always confused about Narcissa’s hair. It’s been a while since I read the books. Did she color it blonde to show her now belonging to House Malfoys. Or was it naturally blonde? Movies confused me a bit I guess.

Yes, this had me confused too! I've agonized and toiled over it, more than I probably should, about how I should draw her hair because people have generally different views, which is totally understandable! 💕

And I've always wanted to discuss it, so now that I've been given a reason to... Well.

If you take a look at some of my Narcissa fanart, you'll notice the different ways I'd color her hair. I was so confused. Is she a light blonde? Dark blonde? A mix of raven hair and blonde hair? If she has blonde hair then why does her family have (mostly) dark hair? And WHY does she have blue eyes?! This woman is absolutely confusing! (Which is kind of, you know, fitting because Narcissa always loves to be a mystery to literally anyone lol)

So I did my homework, asked around, and scoured every bit of information, canon or otherwise, that I could find about her. It led me to this:

In canon, this is what the Black sisters look like. You can find the page here. Narcissa is a child here, and already has blonde hair. So we can go ahead and safely assume that she was born with natural blonde hair. But in the films, Narcissa has black and blonde hair. I don't actually know why they gave her that hair color, maybe so that the audiences wouldn't question her blood relations with the Blacks--I don't know. I really don't. But now we have a book version Narcissa, one who has full blonde hair. And a movie version Narcissa, one who has raven and blonde hair. At least, that's how the different hair colors started: a movie version, and a book version.

So... here's where it gets confusing.

To my knowledge, it isn't actually explained why her hair color is the way it is in both the movies and the books. Having blonde hair does raise many questions, how is she the "only" blonde in a family of dark hair and dark eyes? To top it all off, it gets even more confusing, because fanon writes and draws her either as a full blonde or a mix of raven and blonde hair. We just have this large pile to sift through of her having either hair color. No one actually explains anything. She's just... infuriatingly there. She's either blonde or raven haired and blonde. BUT fanfiction writers, as I've observed, give their own reasons why Narcissa's hair color is the way it is in their respective stories. And it's actually pretty creative and interesting! It adds even greater depth to her character, and it fits the narrative of the story even better. Remember, the character we're dealing with is Narcissa Black. One of her main traits is "she won't do anything unless there is a clear purpose behind it." This character is deliberate, meticulous, and she makes sure to plan ahead at all times. And so, some fanfiction writers decide to play on that.

You can skip this part if you want to avoid spoilers but I've compiled a small list of instances in (Cissamione) fanfiction where Narcissa's hair is mentioned.

🔹 In Extinction by rubikanon in Chapter 10: Build and Break, Hermione asks Narcissa about it. Here, Narcissa has black and blonde hair. She explains that she only decided to dye it blonde to "fit in with the Malfoys." We can gather two things from that alone, which resonates with her character perfectly: 1.) Narcissa is loyal and 2.) Narcissa purposefully wants to show the rest of the world how loyal she is by committing to having blonde hair. The woman has some serious commitment, and it shows. But now, the way that it's slowly growing back into her natural black hair color, hints that perhaps Narcissa no longer wishes to fit in with the Malfoys. However, if we take an even closer look, we can safely assume that Narcissa isn't the kind of person to just leave her hair color "unattended" like that. Remember, she's meticulous. And this is a big deal for her, the fact that she's just kind of letting it grow back instead of either fully dyeing it back to black, or dyeing it back to blonde. It suggests that perhaps she's a little unsure this time, perhaps it is her uncertainty that is the reason why it's now a mix of both. Another grey area? Or maybe it's actually something more deliberate? Maybe now, she likes that it's a mix of both. That other half now being solely for Draco, and not to fit in (completely) with the Malfoys any longer. Who knows why Narcissa does things the way she does? We can speculate to the ends of the earth, or be as smart as Hermione Granger (or with the case of Extinction, see Hermione's thoughts), but something tells me we'd still be a good step behind.

"Which one is your natural hair color?" I wondered aloud.

(Narcissa) She glanced up at the unexpected question. I was relieved she hadn't sensed my attention yet. It's not like I meant anything by it, I told myself. She was so beautiful, one couldn't help but notice. And feel physically drawn to her. And want to see her two-toned hair fanned across her back, slipping over the bare skin, silky beneath my fingers...

"Why do you ask?" Her query brought me back to reality, and I hurriedly corrected my imagination to include a pretty dress covering the rest of her.

"I don't know." I chewed the inside of my cheek, suppressing my other thoughts. "I'm just curious."

Her gaze returned to the fire. "You've seen enough of my relatives to guess which color is genetic. The blond is something I added to fit in with the Malfoys, after Draco was born." She was quiet for a moment. "He looks so much like his father. I suppose I wanted to share some resemblance."

🔹 In Killing Me Softly by Looktotheedges in Chapter 4: Nagging, Hermione suggests that perhaps Narcissa is part Veela because of her blonde hair and very attractive features, like Fleur. Which is this whole other theory/plot that's very interesting, but won't be discussed in this post. Narcissa tells Hermione that Sirius has always been blonde, and that it isn't out of the question for her to be blonde either. Sirius Black. A blonde. I know! Maybe it's there because it's funny that Sirius is actually blonde like Narcissa. Prissy, haughty, lady-like Narcissa. Arguably the 'girliest' cousin that he has. No, no, no. He doesn't want to be anything like Narcissa. Anyway, if that's the reason, I think that's hilarious and cute.

Narcissa turns away. 'I am aware my appearance is frightfully drab. Work has been…'

Hermione holds back a disbelieving scoff. 'Narcissa. You always look beautiful. And you’re talking to the witch with grass in her hair who practically lives in her office all week.'

Narcissa just leans further over the crib. 'A blonde little boy. It has been so long since… I can almost imagine…'

Hermione stands next to her. Looks down at the peacefully sleeping Louis. He does look remarkably like Draco. 'Are you sure there’s no Veela blood in you? You weren’t secretly switched at birth?'

'Like a changeling?'

'It would explain your blonde hair.'

'Sirius was also blonde, it is not completely out of the question for us Blacks.'

What?!

(...) 'I know. But it is the truth. He was blond until he was about seven… then it began to darken. Mousy. Dull. He wanted to look cool and brooding instead, so he got his hands on some kind of charm right before he set off for Hogwarts. A new, edgy Sirius. It was around then he forbade us from calling him Siri. Said it sounded too girly.'

🔹 In Fixed in Time by TheWorldsaBeastofBurden in Chapter 9: Sisters and Saviors, it's also tackled a little humorously. Andromeda let's a little comment slip while they're in the middle of trying to heal Hermione. Something funny, something that suggests Andromeda and Bella, when they were children, have always wondered why Narcissa is blonde unlike them.

The first words spoken occurred after they’d risen and attempted their casting. Andromeda’s preparedness to take on their task had been clear in her mind so Narcissa rose with her sister, wrapped an arm around her waist and held her near as the woman raised her wand to draw up the rest of the injury she’d dropped, half a slash across Hermione’s hip bone…

That remained half, as Andromeda growled out, “...it isn’t working.” she looked to Narcissa, “Why aren’t you powering me?”

What nonsense? “I am!” she insisted. She was! Or “I- I am trying to!” Her magic was active and alive, pulsing to rise from her skin and transfer into Andromeda’s but it- it wasn’t working! “Could...could it be that you were disowned?”

“Disowning doesn’t take away the fact that we share blood, our magic is directly related. Ugh, Bella always said you were adopted!”

“Oh ha- oh.”

“...oh?” Andromeda returned.

“...it’s not an issue of power. It is what I intend to aid in casting,” Narcissa slowly worked out. Oh, it was most blessed Mister Goyle could be brought to assist the present Hermione. If her present self had been brought to aid Andromeda? “...I cannot harm Hermione.”

Andromeda sighed with some frustration. “I understand you are so tenderly in love-”

“It isn’t- I’m avowed! I- when we arrived from the future we had to escape Malfoy Manor, I couldn’t bring Hermione through the wards without...I couldn’t add her directly, that would be visible. I had to...attach her permission to mine.”

🔹 In Glass Silence by Zarrene Moss (Menzosarres), which probably gives one of the most interesting backstories for Narcissa's hair, for why it's blonde. I can't put a clip of the scene here without hogging up a huge chunk of space on your dash, so I'll try to explain it as best I can instead.

Understand that these come with serious 🛑spoilers🛑 so please do read it at your own risk.

In Glass Silence, Narcissa's hair and eye color was black at birth. But after an accident with raw magic, something Bellatrix wasn't able to control when they were children, Narcissa almost dies. Bellatrix, using even more raw magic, tries desperately to pull Narcissa's "life force" back, but at the cost of losing the eumelanin that made Narcissa's eyes and hair black. Narcissa survived, but now has very little eumelanin left, which is why she's so pale, blonde, and has blue eyes. Every time Narcissa looks at a mirror, her reflection is a reminder of the day she almost died. Bella, on the other hand, is reminded of that day every single time she looks at Narcissa.

So! These are only a few fanfictions I could think of at the top of my head that tackles the issue of Narcissa's hair. In the books, to my knowledge, she is described as having blonde hair and very pale skin.

But let's take another deep dive, if you're up for it.

These are mostly theories, which are largely unconfirmed, but I think they're interesting to think about.

There's this description in the wiki:

"Narcissa Malfoy is described as tall, slim, "nice looking", and very pale, with blue eyes, long blonde hair, and a clear, cold voice. Her hair colouring thus differs from most of the House of Black, who generally have dark hair, though Narcissa does possess the arrogant good looks characteristic of her family."

There's also this pinterest photo of the Black sisters being compared to each other side by side, descriptively and physically. I'm so sorry, I don't know who drew it, but here's a link to the post on pinterest.

"Narcissa threw back her hood. She was so pale she seemed to shine in the darkness... long blonde hair streaming down her back."

Which is interesting because this hints that she's... different. It's a bit literal in this sense--she comes from a pureblood family, arguably the most influential and notorious one, the Blacks, who mostly have dark hair and eyes, and yet her physical appearance directly contrast that. There's also the matter of her namesake. She's the only Black to be named after a flower instead of a galaxy or a star. We aren't really given any explanation why she's the only one who's different. Even Sirius, who fought and died for the side of the Light, is named after the brightest star in the sky. Even Andromeda. It's been said that this is actually meant to be a parallel of some sort to Lily Evans. Narcissa and Lily are both named after flowers, even Petunia (Lily's sister). And I know there's this thing where it's a tie up to how Harry was ultimately saved by a mother's love: Harry lived at the beginning because of his mother's love, and Harry lives once again at the end of the books because Narcissa, a mother who wanted to save her own son, saved him.

If you read that scene in the books where Harry is saved by Narcissa, the whole scene is actually... pretty soft? There's that sort of disarming softness about Narcissa in that moment, where Harry expected to be callously dragged and prodded for a heartbeat. Instead, he gets a surprisingly gentle touch, a curtain of long blonde hair shielding him from the darkness, and the kind of tenderness he wouldn't expect from his enemies, "Is Draco alive?"

It's almost like Narcissa's appearance is something of a "tell". With Andromeda, she's described to have kind eyes, open, unguarded. She inherited her family's dark eyes and dark hair, and she even looks like Bellatrix's twin. I suppose we could say, Andromeda wants to fight that in any way she can by being openly kind. Narcissa is quite literally the opposite--guarded eyes, stoic expressions, cool and calculated emotions. We're veering into this fine line between fanon and canon in terms of their characterization (but only due to lack of canon materials) but personally, I think Narcissa having blonde hair and blue eyes is somewhat more fitting for her character. Again, this line:

"Narcissa threw back her hood. She was so pale she seemed to shine in the darkness... long blonde hair streaming down her back."

It's like that one glaringly obvious hint that everyone overlooks simply because... because it's the most obvious one. "Me! I'm different! I'm the last person you'd expect, but it really is me!"

Anyway. I've rambled on long enough. Hope this clears up some of that confusion, anon. Hoping it didn't ADD even more confusion... 😂 At the end of the day, this is just me speculating, gushing, and being One Big Fool™. So.

But either way, blonde hair, dark hair, mix of both, I adore her. Pretty much.

#narcissa black #narcissa malfoy #cissamione #anon #HAIR TALK #drabstuff #stupid ramblings

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reflections-in-a-critical-eye · 2 years

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I just read an anon ask to you about JK.

I always thought most members know very well about the shipping theories and play into it esp. on stage.

For ex. Tae.

Taekookers were trending Taekook after Jk commented under Tae's "shall we dance" vid on insta. They were also trending Taekook after Tae commented under Jk's Insta boxing clip asking for sparring.

Now during LV concert, Tae pulled Jk for a dance. And next day concert he asked JK to box with him on stage, Jk refused. It's too much of a co incidence. I believe Tae knows what he's trending for and doesn't mind playing it up to entertain that section of the fandom. JK plays along too.

And it also seems the label knows too and puts certain pairs together for vlives etc. Since Tae and Jk's soop discussion, there's a conscious effort to showcase their bond, through same unit vlives, promotional event in LV, bangtan bombs etc. And even in vlives they discuss their friendship these days or the things they did or do. Ofcourse they are friends for sure, but it's a bit in the face these days.

Now about Jimin, there seems to be a shift. He doesn't seem as interested as before in "fanservice". He wasn't as "flirty" as before on stage with any of the members. Yes, there are "cute" moments but nothing like their pre covid concerts. Although, I am not sure the reason for the change.

I guess what Iam saying is, I think the label and most members are fully aware of what's happening in the fandom, even shipping space. And don't mind playing it up for the fans.

The night before the first concert in Las Vegas. Jimin's room. Tae and Jungkook are there as well.

TH: ''Jungkookie, I think we should do a little dance tomorrow on stage.''

JK: ''Uh, why?'' (utterly confused)

TH: ''Duh, you commented on my post when I was dancing on my own, so I think our beloved fans would wanna see that, but with the two of us''

JK: ''Our beloved fans?''

TH: ''They're called taekookers, stop acting as if you don't know. Why do I always have to be the one doing everything? For once, get your ass up and do some work.''

JK and JM: ''Ok, Kim Kardashian''.

JK: ''So how is this going to happen?''

TH: ''Well, I'm going to pull you in and start dancing, just the 2 of us. Fans will scream and then they will trend the word taekook on twitter''.

JK: ''Remind me again why we need that?''

TH: ''Because....because we're the biggest ship in K-Pop, because we're hot, because we have the most loyal shippers and the biggest in numbers so of course that will work for us as a group, to make sure that fans stay engaged with our social media and they buy tickets to our concerts. They love it and it's for the greater good. It's also good business for our company''.

JK: ''Thank you Tae, always the voice of reason. What would I do without you....''

TH: ''Love?''

JK: ''Bro, what?''

JM: ''You guys are really boring''

TH: ''How about we also kiss? or at least we pretend to go for it?''

JK: ''What are you talking about?''

TH: ''Just kidding....Unless....If you're down, I'm down. As I said, it's for our fans.''

JK: ''Tongue or no tongue?'' Cause I really like tongue''

TH: ''We can practice here if you want''

JK: ''Uhm, yeah sure and maybe we can take a selca with our lips swollen and post it on IG. Taekookers will love it''.

TH: ''That's the spirit, I like when you take initiative, it's so sexy''.

TH and JK: ''Jimin, you want in? After our little stunt on stage, we can do something together all 3 of us. Of course, after the jikook bit on stage, we can't forget about that, we do need to satisfy everyone''.

JM: ''Get the fuck out of my room, I'm tired. Also, I said I don't like acting fake on stage''.

TH: ''Who said anything about acting fake?''

#bmt asks #as Jimin in my story said you guys are really boring #where are all the fun asks? it's the weekend #do you think they're such losers after so many years?

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modx-reborn · 3 years

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Pretty in pink

Returning my C!Eret posts.

SMUT UNDERCUT! MINORS DNI!

The main hall is closed today, or well as closed as it can be, having a few guards tell people that King Eret is busy and that the public is not allowed in the hall won't stop someone like dream, but it will hold most people at bay.

The Hall is closed for one reason and one reason alone.

The current monarch of the Greater SMP is sat astride one of your thighs, crown knocked out of place from the constant shaking that has overtaken them, swaths of their pale skin exposed for anyone to see should they ignore the palace guards and barge in, soft pale pink lingerie decorates them in barely any meaningful coverage.

Rose gold rings with chains that attach the chest piece to the bottoms, strips of stretched material barely covering the globes of their ass, a harness that sits at their waist lead down to thigh straps clipped to stockings. If it weren't for the prominent bulge that presses against the barely-there underwear, Eret would project the very image of innocent sin.

Your hands dig in at the small slivers of exposed skin on their hips, dragging them back and forth making sure that they only feel the beginnings of pleasure coil in them before stopping the movement altogether.

"You know I can feel you, every time you press against me, every throb, every whine you keep trapped, I can feel it all."

It's easy to splay one of your hands across their back, fingers slowly pulling on one of the chains that connect two of the pieces together forcing Eret to arch backwards exposing their neck to you. "Look how fucking needy you are. Barely tugging on anything and you're ready to bare it all for me?"

While your hands are kept to keeping their hips grinding against you at a slow pace, their's are gripping the front of your shirt, tugging and sliding against the fabric, long fingers adorned in several rings so regal even now as you once again stop them from chasing their building end.

The very sight of the King of the SMP perched on your lap, a flush spreading further and further down their neck, clashing light red with soft pink as you mouth along their exposed neck leaving a trail of marks that even the high neck of their usual attire would have a hard time hiding.

"Fuck look at you, So pretty for me but such a fucking slut to let me do this here-" your teeth drag against the edge of the shoulder straps, teasing them with the thought of teeth marks against their collarbones, "-All wrapped pretty, right where anyone could see you," pulling away from them flick at the small hidden clasps and pull the fabric free from their hips, leaving them in their thigh highs and the connected chest and waist piece.

The Whine that leaves Eret as the pressure of the briefs against their member is released, is quickly lost in a gasp as flip them around. Their thighs bracket your own, every mark, bite and bruise now on display to the grand doors at the entrance of the hall.

"I wonder how many people would love to see you like this?-" one of your hands lays spread against their ribs keeping them pulled flush to your chest, as the other teases along the skin beside where their cock presses against their stomach never quite touching, "-All red, making a mess of this lovely Lingerie I bought you, Hmm? What would people think."

The feeling of power is like no other, as one of the most powerful people on the server sits squirming in your lap, whimpering and almost begging for more than the teasing touches you have been giving them, fingers barely tracing against the vain that runs from base to tip. "Fuck, please no more. Just please anything but more teasing."

"You want more?-" the hand that once simply held them against your chest, drifts upwards softly circling and pinching hardened peaks now barely hidden by pink material, "- Want me to make you stain this throne? Leave evidence of how fucking filthy you are on the carpet? Make you remember how good I made you feel every time you hold court?"

"P-Please!"

Fingers quick to wrap around their member, teasing touches turning to a solid grasp, your wrist jerking in short sharp movements. "Go on then, your Majesty. Show me how badly you wanted this," with how much pre they had leaked your hand is slick, each movement accompanied by a wet noise, as you work them close to the edge once again your sharp smile is hidden by kisses pressed against their back.

Only when their hips begin to buck and the soft chant of 'please' becomes louder and louder, your hand stops, grip turning firm almost bordering on harsh as they pulse against your hand.

"NO! PLease. Please. PLEASE!"

The only thing stopping Eret from curling in on themselves is your hand still pressed to their chest, "Awww did someone think they were going to get to cum? Do you think you've earned it?" the response is a long whine, their legs spreading wider, body pressing back into you with their head thrown against your shoulder.

"Please. Please. Please, anything. Just please, let me cum,"

Your laughter is more felt than heard by the monarch who sits debased in your lap, so lost in the need to finish that they have ignored the slight noise of the hall door opening. Pressing your face into the side of their neck, you send a glance at the tilted white smiling mask now frozen in the doorway, the look you send is clear in its meaning 'They're Mine'.

The other lingers as you start up again, slowly pumping away as Eret moans and whines out 'thank you' hips following the rhythm you had set, working them up to the fast pace they longed for.

When they do finally get to cum, it's a long moan of your name, the hand that was wrapped around their cock keeps pumping letting the evidence of their pleasure drip over your fingers, the other moves cradling their face, pulling it down towards you as every noise they make is swallowed by your kiss.

Watching from the corner of your eye, you watch as Dream slips away door clicking back into place as if he didn't just watch someone unravel his little puppet king.

"Plea-I can't. Please,"

Their hips buck against your still moving hand before you relent. Flicking your fingers out, living up to your earlier words, letting drops of cum land on both the throne and the carpet, before lifting them to Eret's eyeliner letting him see how absolutely filthy they just were.

"Look at that. Such a good little slut, taking everything and more," it's a slight movement of their head that tells you they are watching when you place your fingers in your mouth, cleaning away any evidence with lips and tongue. "So good for me aren't you, just for me."

Their response is soft, almost lost as you shush them, a towel placed aside earlier soft against them, cleaning away anything that may linger against their skin, "Just calm we won't move till your ready," gently moving them till they are cradled against you, chest to chest, their head pressed into the crook of your neck as you draw soft shapes on their back.

"I'm not going anywhere, not yet darling."

#c: eret #dsmp smut #k: teasing #k: feminization #k: light degradation #k: humiliation #k: marking #mxad

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pftones3482 · 3 years

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An Official Welcome

Find it on AO3 here. Based on a tumblr post by @trainsinanime and @ladyofthenoodle. Under a cut for length. Set just at the end of Season 2!

Only his second time using his Miraculous, and Carapace was fairly sure he’d botched it to the point where Ladybug would never trust him again.

He basically let himself get akumatized by Scarlet Moth after watching Rena get hit. What kind of hero did that, what kind of hero couldn’t keep it together for the greater good? Chat Noir and Ladybug had been able to push through, even though they’d lost pretty much every single ally they had.

He scoffed to himself, helping another civilian out of the bus they’d taken shelter in. He gave her a smile and then turned to the next person.

At least Ladybug had kind of trusted him from the start. She’d been willing to give him his Miraculous, let him in on this crazy huge secret, all because he was willing to do anything to help Alya. She’d seen the lengths he would go to for her. For most people, really.

Carapace had no gauge on Chat Noir.

He helped the last person off the bus and then glanced back behind him. Ladybug was speaking intently with the police, her face stern, and based on her hand gestures, she was detailing Hawkmoth – it was one of the first times they’d seen him in full, after all. And they’d all gotten a pretty good look at his ugly mug.

Carapace smirked as he remembered beaning the man in the face with his shield – now THAT had been satisfying.

Another glance around, and he found Rena and Chloe (Queen Bee, excuse him) helping clear out the Dupain-Cheng bakery of civilians, who Tom and Sabine had let shelter there during the attack.

And that left-

“Carapace!”

Carapace pressed his lips together in a thin line and turned to the cat, who had been up on a roof with other civilians and getting them down with his baton. He slid down it now like a firefighter’s pole, landing in front of Carapace with ease and clicking it back to normal size.

He and Chat Noir had fought together really well, Carapace knew that. They’d had each other’s backs, and in the heat of the moment, there were times that he thought maybe, in another situation, he and Chat Noir could be good friends.

Nino had always liked Chat Noir – he was absolutely his bisexual awakening, and so to get to work with him was both flustering and an honor.

But he’d heard the first time Chat spoke about him to Ladybug. With irritation, annoyance, and even if Nino hadn’t admitted it when he’d transformed back, it had stung a little. Had sat with him, all the way up until he was being recruited yet again, this time with Alya at his side and Hawkmoth literally just standing on the Eiffel Tower like it was no big deal. He’d pushed it down, to work with him, and found that it had gone really well.

He and Chat Noir had never had a real conversation though, at least not in costume. So now, as Chat sauntered up to him, clipping his baton to his back and smiling at passing civilians, Carapace’s gut churned.

This was it. This was where Chat told him that he and Ladybug didn’t need him ever again, because they couldn’t trust someone who was overcome so easily. Where he said goodbye to Wayzz forever and never got to run across a rooftop again (well, not legally).

Chat stood in front of him, eyeing him with slight caution, and lifted his hand.

Carapace flinched internally and lifted his own hand, fully prepared to take off the Miraculous. As much as it stung, he wasn’t going to fight with them. He understood.

Instead, Chat’s hand closed around his fingers and pulled his hand towards him. Nino froze, heart forgetting to beat for a second, as Chat Noir leaned over at the hip, eyes twinkling and free arm tucking itself behind his back. His lips dusted across the back of Nino’s hand like a feather, sending goosebumps up his arms. He was incredibly grateful for the long sleeves of the costume.

Chat’s grin was mischievous when he looked up at him. “Never officially welcomed you to the team, Carapace.”

He straightened, letting Carapace’s hand fall limp at his side in shock. Reached around behind him to grab his baton, and then he winked – the motherfucker winked at him – and took off.

Carapace buried his flaming face in his hands and tried not to scream.

#nino lahiffe #adrien agreste #carapace #chat noir #my writing #post heroes day #im back on my miraculous bullshit

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wordynerdygurl · 3 years

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Hello Everyone! I've been conspiring with @sammy-jo1977 to create a new series of sorts. We want to explore all those characters that started us on our journey into Fandoms, large and small.

This series will be a place for those ladies and gents who haven't had a lot of attention recently, are old favorites or the ones you can't seem to shake. If you would like to contribute a chapter to this guide, please send me a message! We want to have a full and accurate guide, so we are hoping you'll hop in with your character of expertise!

As an example, I'm posting our first story... I'd love to get your thoughts! With Love - Your WordyNerdyGurl

In The Stacks - A Rupert Giles Story

Author’s Note: This story is due, in large part, to my beta-bestie @sammy-jo1977 and it is part of the afore mentioned series. This character might be off television, but his fiery spirit lives on!! As always, reblogs/ shares are encouraged as are comments and love!

Pairing: Female Reader x Giles (Buffy The Vampire Slayer Series) Summary: You get up to mischief with the librarian, in the stacks. Warnings: SMUT ahead. General Buffy knowledge might help, but is not required. There’s a moment with a bit of blood, but hopefully nothing too triggering for anyone! I hope you enjoy!

“Mr. Giles?” “Just a moment!” You heard the clipped British voice answer before being drowned out by the heavy thumping of falling books and the rustling sound of shifting papers hitting the floor. As you stepped further into the Sunnydale High library, you weren’t surprised to see the familiar faces of Buffy, Willow, Xander and Cordelia huddled around a small table. The friends were practically inseparable and clearly close. You found their kinship adorable and couldn’t help smiling at the group as you drew closer. “Hello to some of my best students! And of course, to you Mr. Harris. How is everyone today?”

Willow, stalwart student and overachiever, smiled broadly, “Pretty good. I did ace my math quiz and got an A on my English paper… but, well, I only pulled a B on my Bio test and I just know that I could have done better.” Offering her friend a consoling pat to the shoulder, Buffy sighed, “It’s ok, Will. You’ll get those cells next time!” “Tune in next week as Willow passes her AP Biology test with flying colors, on ‘As Sunnydale Turns’!” Before anyone could counter, Giles came around the corner carrying a sturdy stack of texts which he dropped onto the table as gently as the large load allowed, “As always, you four are the best assistants a librarian could ask for.” “Come on Giles! You know I only hang out here for the beautiful ladies!” Pinching the bridge of his strong nose, Rupert Giles sighed, “I am well aware of where your interests lie, Xander.” “Please, he can hardly handle being with one beautiful girl.” That was from Cordelia who pouted prettily, her hand mirror open as she fixed her hair. “My girlfriend, ladies and gentlemen! Thanks for that, Cordy.” Snapping the case shut, staring down her beau, she smiled, “You’re welcome.” “Uh, Mr. Giles, if I may?” You hated to interrupt but you had come in with a purpose and you meant to see it through. “Yes, of course, how can I help?” Shuffling your feet, a bit nervous now with the asking, you smiled shyly, “I asked at the local library but they were absolutely no help. You see, I’m looking for a specific point of reference and I was led to believe that you could help me.” “Oh! Is it something for our Inner Vision collage boards? I love working on mine, only… It’s not my fault that I only see dark clouds and blood when I close my eyes.” “Well, Miss Summers, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. And the best art challenges us to see that beauty.” “I hate to tell you what I see when I close my eyes.” Xander retorted. “Ah, Mr. Harris, your collage certainly showcases your, ahem, cultured world view.” “Hey! The Simpsons are fine art, ok? Just because they don’t live in a museum doesn’t mean they aren’t culture.” Giles, unable to stand by any longer griped, “Xander, I am almost positive that cartoons do not count as culture.” You started to answer but Buffy cut you short, adding, “Don’t mind Giles. If it doesn’t come out of some dirty, dusty old book it can’t be culture.” “It’s pop culture! The entertainment of my generation!” It was your turn to cut in, turning to the tweed clad gentleman, “Actually, Mr. Giles, Xander has a point. Cartoons and animation in general are all increasingly seen as valid forms of art. No matter what your tomes might tell you.” Smirking a little, he appraised your answer before replying, “Be that as it may, Mr. Harris, the amount of television you consume is corrosive.” Raising his hands in defense, Xander’s head swiveled between the two of you as Willow chimed in, “Give it up, Xander. You know you’ll never win and besides, I’m pretty sure that animation and art are different. Wait. They are, aren’t they?” “When I was in Rome last summer, the very attractive, very Italian tour guide told us that they’ve found painted graffiti on the Coliseum. It only goes to prove that times change but people don’t.” “Cordy’s right! About the art, not the dishy Italian. And they didn’t paint it, they carved it.” Bouncing her blonde hair decisively, Buffy made her declaration. “Wouldn’t paint be easier? I mean, who wants to carry a chisel in order to deface a wall?” “Oh! Oh! I know this! The kind of paint needed to last for centuries hadn’t been invented yet!” Willow, lifting out of her seat in the excitement of academic excellence, was giddy. “Yes, Willow, that is correct. In fact, a lot of the graffiti is simple and very crude. Mostly of the phallus, if memory serves. I’m sure I can find a documented case in Agrippa if you’ll all just-” And you watched as everyone rolled their eyes as Giles trailed off, lost now in the hunt for a specific volume which could be sited, should further proof be needed. “Ew. Pass.” “I’m with Buffy here, Giles. Keep your Grecian graffiti out of my brain.” “I’ll stick with the Simpsons, thank you very much.” “Yes, well. It’s not Grecian at all, is it? It’s Roman-” Smiling broadly, Buffy hopped off the table, “Giles is right. The Greeks were more into orgies!” “Buffy!” Willow’s shocked response made you cover a laugh with a fake cough. “-Of course, cites are rare. Very difficult to find documentation.” Giles, typically, hadn’t given up the search. Cutting through the chatter, louder than it ever needed to be, the period bell sounded. "Ugh. Gym class for me. Why is this even a thing?" "I don't know Buffy, I thought you liked showing off in your little shorts and beating the boys at basketball." "Cordy, that's enough. And while us boys do love looking at you, Buff... we don't love the beatings you regularly deliver." "Well, I have a free period Giles! Do you want me to stay and -" Snapping shut the leather book he was gripping, Giles caught your eye and turned to the peppy student, "Uh, no Willow, I don't think so. I believe I need to see what our Art Department is in need of at the moment." With a shrug, Willow began packing up her belongings as Xander slung his back back over his shoulder, "Will, you can come with me. I'm going to find a nice little corner, under a tree, and sleep away my study hall." “But, I… I could help find the Agrippa? Or… some other old Roman book?” Xander wrapped an arm around Willow and took Cordelia’s open hand, “But why do that when nothing calls?” "Another fine example of your scholastic aptitude, Mr. Harris", was your parting shot at the foursome as they walked out the door. "Well. Mr. Giles, now that we’re alone… Could I talk you into helping me out?" “Of course, of course.” Pushing his glasses further up his nose, fixing his light eyes on yours, “What are we looking for?” Sighing deeply, knowing the chances were slim, “I was hoping we would find some examples of Pre-Columbian deity carvings.” Pausing, his look serious, Giles peered at you, “Interesting. Anything in particular?” “Yes, actually.” Again you flushed, more than a little flustered at what you were really looking for, “I’m researching fertility icons.” Raising his eyebrows, Giles started, more than a little outside of his comfort zone, but you had to give him credit. He recovered from the shock rather quickly, “Oh… I… I see. Well yes, I’m sure we can find… something. If you’ll follow me, please.” “I’m right behind you.” Biting into your bottom lip, you smiled to yourself. Right behind Mr. Giles? What a place to be. Giles led the young art teacher through the deepest stacks of the library, pausing once or twice to confirm that she was keeping up with him. He was ashamed to admit that he had lost travelers a time or two as he stalked through his overstuffed shelves, knowing instinctively where to find the book he needed most. For her, watching the tweed covered bottom of Mr. Giles was no hardship. True, he was older and tad bit reserved in the best British way, yet she had the sneaking suspicion that underneath all the wool and starched cotton was the heart of a wild man poet. "Uh... just a bit further, I'm afraid. Books like this, well, I keep them at a greater remove." "It makes sense. Don't want the kiddos getting a hold of anything too tantalizing." "Of course not. As you well know, they don't need much help in the libidinous response department." You chuckled softly, nodding as the air around you grew stuffier, "Too true! You should see what some of them turn in and call art. It would make a blind man blush." And at the mention of blushing, you were shocked to see a rosy hue grow on Mr. Giles' cheeks. You liked it. It reminded you of the high color in a Vermeer painting. You couldn’t help the flutter in your belly at the thought, "Mr. Giles, have you ever seen a South American fertility statue?" "I can't say that I have... have... have you?" Something about the idea of you examining an ancient artifact directly connected to sexual congress made his body stir. "Hmm... Oh, yes. I was able to study in Mexico for a semester. Some of the art work is just incredible and the carvings, they're truly magnificent. Carefully made. Usually stone or..." swallowing hard, your throat suddenly dry, "hard wood." Breaking fast at the implication in your words, Giles froze in place which caused you to press directly against his broad, vest covered back. You had a second to register the soft scent of his aftershave; something spicy and masculine, which made your mouth water. Moaning quietly, you offered a weak apology, “Oh, I am so sorry, Mr. Giles.” Offering you his profile, the bookcases too cramped for him to turn around fully, you saw his sweet smile, “That’s… that’s quite alright. In fact, we’re here.” Stepping out of the way, you pushed back against the opposite wall, the shelves digging into your spine in the confined space. Giles bent over, giving you a great view of his backside, as he extracted a slim book from the bottommost ledge. When he stood up, directly in front of you, the narrow, book covered alcove caused him to stumble. Giles’ chest collided with your own, forcing the air out of your lungs. Instinctively, you lifted a leg, curling it over the swell of one trousered hip and lifting the hem of your knee length plaid kilt. Nose to nose in a compromising position, you exhaled a shaky breath as Mr. Giles inhaled, “Close quarters around here.” Shifting under his deceptively hard figure, it was difficult to ignore all the places that were firm to the touch, especially when you could feel so much through the thin barrier of your cotton panties. Bracing one arm on the obliging shelf biting into your shoulder, Giles pushed back a bit, lifting his weight off of you without making any other attempts to move away. He was so close now. Close enough to feel your fuzzy sweater and all the soft skin that trembled beneath it. Close enough to see the pound of your pulse in your throat. Close enough that when you licked over your bottom lip Giles could almost taste it too. And why shouldn’t he? “Giles?” Your voice was whisper soft, fanning hotly over the face of your colleague. “Uh… yes?” “I’m stuck.” Blinking behind his thick lenses, it took the normally quick witted Brit a second to process your words, “You’re stuck?” Nodding slowly, your hair curling over your cheek, “My… My skirt. It’s… uh, caught. Caught on something behind me.” “Good heavens! I’m so sorry, let me help you.” Slowly, Giles lowered your bare leg to the floor, his hand lingering for a second longer than absolutely necessary. He was still in your space. Still incredibly close to you. You arched away from the bookcase in an attempt to free yourself with a groan that sounded heady in the stuffy stacks. All you managed to do was force your sweater covered décolletage into Giles’ chest. Stammering, a wave of sweat breaking over his brow, “Allow me?” The way your skirt was caught pulled the bright plaid lower on your waist than you would normally consider decent. It meant that you had a fleshy strip of skin exposed along your tummy and Giles raised his eyebrows by means of asking permission to touch you. “Yea, yes. Please!” Tentatively, gently, you felt the strong fingers of Rupert Giles circle your waist and shivered at the unfamiliar familiarity of his touch. Your chin rested on his shoulder as he worked and you couldn’t help sighing when he opened his hands and pulled you closer. Under other circumstances you might have misunderstood the embrace but you were both professionals. Not that you hadn’t considered the handsome book guardian a time or two before. “I… I think we’re almost there. If you’ll just, maybe to the right?” “Um, sure.” Following his directions you twisted in his arms, trying hard not to tear your outfit or rub against Giles. All the close contact and talk of fertility gods had you feeling a little aroused and it wouldn’t do for your colleague to learn that fact. With a triumphant grunt, Giles set you free, only for gravity to kick back in. The momentum created by your falling took the gentleman and the entire Grollier’s Gothic Almanac collection with you. A cascade of papers, scrolls and dust rained down on you both. Coughing, aware that you were laying on something softer than the floor, you struggled into a sitting position, swatting away clouds of disintegrated pages, “Rupert? Are you alright?” From beneath you a rumbling grumble that sounded like, “Yes quite… you?” was heard. It was then that you realized exactly where you were. Straddling your friendly neighborhood librarian, surrounded by debris, but safe, all the same. “Oh my! I’m so-” “No, No. Please, don’t apologize. I’ve been meaning to reorganize this section and well, now it seems I’ve got no choice.” “You’ve got a bump. Right here…” Just over his right eye a small bruised egg, the color of lilacs, was starting to rise and you gingerly touched the swelling spot. “Then it will match the one on the back of my head perfectly.” “Poor Giles! All of this injury in the name of research!” “No one ever tells you the dangers one might encounter in the library.” His dry British wit sent you both into giggles and suddenly nothing could be funnier than the moment you were in with Mr. Giles. Looking up at you, his fingertip traced over your cheek, suddenly serious, “I’m not the only one with a war wound, it appears.” “Oh?” Your hand covered his as you realized that you had a small cut, bleeding just a little, over the apple of your jaw. Smoothing his thumb over your injury, Giles soothed you, saying, “Hush now, I think you’ll live.” And you watched as Giles sucked the drop of scarlet from the pad there, his green eyes on yours, daring you. Something about it was so… sinful. So dark. So alluring. Then his lips were on yours, suddenly and savagely. Hands, firm and capable, slid under the fluff of your sweater along your spine as you tangled your own in his dark hair. Giles, drawing you near, was satisfied only when you were splayed over him, writhing between the piles of text and stacks of piled paperbacks, as his tongue plundered your mouth. Trapped by his bent knees at your bottom, Giles helped center you over the firmness of his excitement, teasing you as you moaned, “Oh, oh Rupert!” “Call me Ripper.” Before the word had left your throat, Giles was sloppily kissing over your neck, sucking lightly on the skin revealed by the v-neck of your top. Sitting up quickly, you lifted the soft sweater over your head, tossing it away from you without concern. Like one of the teenagers you might chastise, you then hugged your lover tight, gasping when you felt the nip of teeth over your bra. “Giles… Uh, Ripper! Please, go easy?” With a hard grip on your upper thigh and one hand on the back of your neck, Giles held you still, smirking, “If you wanted easy you shouldn’t have come looking for fertility icons, my dear little art teacher. And if this particular article of clothing-” He paused long enough to pinch at your hardening nipple before continuing, “-is dear to you, take it off.” Clenching your abdominals at his crass language, more turned on that you could remember, you reached behind you. Unhooking the pretty scrap of lace and satin, you shyly covered yourself, biting into your bottom lip, “Fine… Ripper. Should I be worried for my virtue?” “Absolutely.” Without waiting for permission, Giles pulled your arms away, exposing your bare body to his blazing gaze, “You have nothing to hide, you know? You are-” “Just shut up and kiss me, Ripper.” And he did. Grinding your hips into his, it was impossible to ignore his hardening manhood, even through the fabric of his pressed trousers. Giles cupped your bottom, under your skirt but over your panties, bouncing you in place as if he was already inside of you. For your part, you tried to unbutton his pin striped shirt, but the force of his kisses was proving too distracting. “Oh, dear! Poor thing been kissed senseless?” He was teasing and cruel, but in the sexiest possible way. Red cheeked and huffing, you nodded, “Yes… let me touch you!” “Tsk… you didn’t say ‘please’.” “Please! Please, Ripper! Oh god, please let me!” Unseating you slightly, Giles leaned up on his elbows, cocking his head to one side as he took in the mess he had made of you, “Go ahead then. Unzip my pants.” “What?” Removing his glasses, eyeing you darkly, “You heard me, I think.” Swallowing hard, your hands shaking with excitement, you reached for Giles’ belt. Watching him, and only him, you slowly slide the leather from it’s buckle. When you popped the button of his pants and let your hand drag over his hardened length, Rupert groaned and tossed his head back, “Yes. Keep going.” Slowly, agonizingly so, you lowered the zipper as you were ordered to do, “What now, Ripper?” “Take me out. I want you to feel what you do to me.” “I can do that.” You played it cool, but the saucy words being said in that clipped British baritone did things to you. They made your thighs tighten, your belly flutter and your breath catch. Trailing a hand over Giles' barely exposed hip, you moved closer to the prize, your prize, as it pulsed with need. Wrapping your hand around the meaty girth of Rupert's member, you couldn't help stroking the silky hot skin, so vital in your palm. That it caused the man beneath you to moan your name only added fuel to the fire of your desire. Slick and sorely wanting, you licked your lips, ready to savor the flavor of your book stacking beau but he stopped you, saying, "Last chance to run back to the studio." "No way… Ripper." And you felt a rough jerk as your panties were removed by force, the air cool on your overheated core. Another kiss, full of needful things, distracted you as Giles parted your lower lips with his nimble fingers. Pumping into you, once, twice, just to ensure that you were ready, Rupert swiftly stretched your center. With your small hand guiding his shaft, you lowered yourself onto the engorged tower of his power, crying out a ragged, "Oh God!" You thought you were capable of handling any man, but the delicious spread Giles' fine form forced you to endure was more than you expected. Clutching at his bunched up sweater vest, your back arched tautly as Rupert dragged your hips down onto his unrelenting hardness over and over. In your head, a rhythmic, tribal tattoo that made you think of ancient fires and curved statues took hold and you rose and fell against Giles on the beats vibrating through your brain. He sensed it too, alternating his stroke, slowing down and speeding up in time with the thrumming pulse only the pair of you could hear. "I want you to cum for me. Do you understand? Tell me you understand." "Yes! Yes! I'm so close, Ripper! So close!" "Good. That's very good." Tingling now, your muscles tensed, ready for the release Rupert would provide. You flung yourself onto his swollen sex without thought or reason, merely searching for the pleasure he had promised. His thumb, so thick, so clever, pressed against your sensitive clit and your world imploded. Rupert felt it. The moment your body and his melded together was forceful. It tore his pleasure from his loins in grunting gasps as he experienced your ecstacy at his hands. Limp and listless, you draped your half nude body over his, dazed and drained. Who knew screwing the librarian would feel this good? In your post coital haze you started to laugh. Giles, his hands roaming over the sweat soaked skin of your back, heard your chuckles and joined in. It was another release, of sorts, and you found it almost as intimate as the act you had just committed. Folding your hands under your chin, flashing Rupert a wide smile, "Ripper, huh?" Sliding his glasses back into place and carding a hand through his hair, Giles grinned, "Oh, uh… yes. Ripper. My nickname in London." Toying with the collar of his shirt, "I'd love to hear about London sometime… Ripper." At the sound of that name in your voice, Rupert flexed inside of you, "Call me that again and you'll miss last period." Gasping against him, nodding weakly, "Hmm… promise?" That made him smile broadly as he handed you back your sweater, "We can't have a repeat of last week, can we?" "It wasn’t my fault you didn't hear the bell ring, Mr. Giles!" Sitting up, you fastened your bra and shrugged into your sweater before asking, "Did you have to destroy my undies?" "I'm afraid I did. Although I told you to remove anything dear, didn't I?" "What am I gonna do for the next hour, Giles?" Pushing his glasses up, "I would advise you not to bend over." Swatting at him playfully, you used one of the sturdier shelves to stand, adjusting your skirt and fluffing your hair. Looking around at the absolute mess created by falling books, embarrassed, you asked, "Can I help clean this up?" "No, I don't think that'll be necessary. After all, Willow will be in-" "Along with Buffy and Xander and Cordelia. Got it." Standing himself, Giles chuckled as he fastened his trousers and set himself to rights, "Precisely. Now-" he bent over to retrieve a slim volume, "- The book you asked about. Fertility iconography in Meso-American subcultures." "Thanks. Ya know, I always enjoy coming to the library. I'm surprised more people don't." Walking with you, his hand on your lower back, nuzzling into your neck, "I enjoy you cumming in the library." It was on the tip of your tongue to say something fresh when the overly loud bell clanged. Lifting up on tiptoes you pressed a kiss to the goose egg over Giles' eye, saying, "I hope that makes it feel better!" Snagging you into a tight hug, Giles stared into your eyes before kissing you deeply, "That. That makes it feel better." And then the library door swung wide on the four students who called the library a second home, "Um… are my eyes deceiving me or is Giles sporting a black eye? I was only gone for an hour, big guy, what happened?" "If you must know, Xander, a shelf collapsed in the back. We were fortunate enough not to be badly hurt but, there were some bumps and bruises." "A shelf! Oh no… which one?!" Giles turned to Willow solemnly, "I'm afraid all the Grollier’s… and most of Crentist." "On it. Come on Xander. You can help me sort!" "Aw, gee. That sounds like fun." As the pair trotted off, you turned to Giles, whispering low, "Dinner? My place? You can tell me about London, your childhood and why you love tweed." Eyeing Buffy, who was distracted and a distraught, Giles answered, "Tonight? Um…" "He'd love to! Say 9 o'clock? And, he'll bring the wine."

Spinning on your heel, surprised that Buffy was your champion, you grinned, "Great! Awesome! I will see you then."

As you left you heard the bubbly blonde doling out instructions, "No Giles. You can't wear that outfit to dinner! You need to look nice. Nicer than you do now. Also, why is there so much dust in your hair?" If Giles answered you didn’t hear it over your big yawn. You had a lot to do between now and 9 o’clock. Rupert Giles was coming over for dinner and you could hardly wait.

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youareinlovees · 4 years

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Taylor and Joe in 2019

January 2nd – Joe is seen leaving Taylor’s Tribeca apartment. (x)

January 6th – They both attend the Golden Globes in LA.

“While Taylor presented, Joe watched the teleprompter near him and smiled and [his The Favourite costar] Nicholas Hoult patted him on the back. After Gaga walked on stage, Joe shifted his gaze to the stage near Taylor. She was smiling at him while she walked off the stage. She looked over her shoulder and gave a sassy cute little smile at his table’s direction.”

(via US Weekly)

January 6th – An ET reporter asks Joe if he and Taylor would ever work together. (x)

“It’s not planned at the moment but who knows.”

“Swift joined Alwyn at Fox’s party at the Beverly Hilton Hotel. The instant she entered the event, the “Gorgeous” singer made a beeline for The Favourite star, putting her head on his shoulder and hand on his chest. Swift didn’t leave Alwyn’s side, posing for photos and chatting with Alwyn’s co-star, Nicholas Hoult, as she kept her hand around Alwyn’s waist. At the end of the evening, the two exited through the back of the venue and away from the crowds.”

(via Entertainment Tonight)

FOX Post Show Celebration was also one of the starriest, with The Favourite cast holding court at their table and having a ball throughout the night. Big winner Olivia Colman was seen taking shots with Joe Alwyn, who was accompanied by girlfriend Taylor Swift the whole night.

The Grammy winner cheered on the cast as they took the shots and was affectionate with her beau throughout the celebration. The ultra-private couple was spotted kissing and cozying up at their table along with Alwyn’s Favourite costar Emma Stone and her Saturday Night Live writer boyfriend Dave McCary.

(via PEOPLE)

CAA party: Alwyn and Swift made a brief appearance around 1 a.m. Security swarmed them,” the source says. “They sat in a couch at a table with their drinks in the back of the party and were talking with several people. They looked at each other a few times and it seemed like Joe was trying to make sure she was OK and gauge when she wanted to leave. They were then escorted out of a private exit together.”

(via E Online)

Video of them arriving at one of the afterparties.

February 8th – Taylor and Joe are spotted leaving The Spaniards Inn in Hampstead, London. (x)

February 9th – They’re seen walking around in Notting Hill.

February 10th – Taylor skips the Grammys and attends several BAFTA afterparties with Joe instead. (x) (x)

Taylor Swift spotted caressing Joe Alwyn after sneaking into BAFTA dinner (x)

Determined to keep a low profile, Taylor swerved the main event at the Royal Albert Hall attended by the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge and headed straight to the exclusive dinner at the swanky Grosvenor Hotel on Park Lane.

“Taylor and Joe spent most of the evening in the middle of the room near the head table and based on table 68. They were chatting to colleagues but Taylor didn’t hide her affection towards Joe. She was seen caressing his back as they chatted away to a pal. It was clear they were an item but Taylor appeared conscious not to make a big deal about her appearance - she was just there for a good time rather than working like she would have to at the Grammys. Taylor didn’t leave Joe’s side all evening.”

Keen to keep a memento from the night, Taylor was seen taking home two pottery rabbit table decorations from her table.

Taylor talked to a Grazia reporter about The Favourite and how proud she was of him. (x)

While Grazia chatted to Joe about working with Olivia Colman (‘She was amazing,’ he gushed), Taylor appeared and gave him a congratulatory squeeze. ‘I was watching the show from home,’ she told us. ‘Every time The Favourite won another award, I was just squealing! I couldn’t believe it,’ she continued. ‘It’s so great for him – and it’s his first time coming to the BAFTAs, so it’s exciting. It’s a big deal.’ The singer, who is currently filming Cats, added how ‘proud’ she was of Joe’s success.

They were seen leaving the Vogue / Tiffany & Co afterparty. (video) (x)

February 12th – In an interview with ET, Rebel Wilson is asked whether she’s seen Joe on the set of CATS. (x)

“I haven’t! I have met him, but not on set.”

February 22nd – Taylor and Joe attend the CAA Oscars pre-party in West Hollywood. (x)

February 23rd – The Mirror publishes an article about Olivia Colman and Taylor becoming friends through Joe. (x)

A source revealed: “After the Baftas Taylor sang up a storm with Olivia Colman, Joe and Melissa McCarthy too at a London hotel. They had their own room and Olivia and Taylor were behaving like best buddies.Taylor thinks Olivia is amazing, she loves her and the sing song wasn’t a one off.” The insider added: “They have already made plans for Oscar week. They’re going to have a rerun of the karaoke night and Olivia has even been to Taylor and Joe’s LA home too.”

February 24th – Taylor and Joe hang out with Martha, Camila Cabello and Matthew Hussey at the Vanity Fair Oscars afterparty.

Video of them at the Fox afterparty.

“Taylor Swift made a surprise appearance with her boyfriend, The Favourite star Joe Alwyn. As the party wound down, Swift and Alwyn were overheard contemplating late-night karaoke with Alwyn’s co-star Nicholas Hoult.”

(via Vanity Fair)

February 25th – Joe posts a photo taken in Taylor’s LA house.

March 3rd – Taylor and Joe are seen hiking together in the Santa Monica mountains. (video)

A picture he took of her is later included in the Lover photoshoot. (x)

March 6th – Taylor drops an ELLE article titled “30 Things I Learned Before Turning 30.�� (x)

How to fight fair with the ones you love. Chances are you’re not trying to hurt the person you love and they aren’t trying to hurt you. If you can wind the tension of an argument down to a conversation about where the other person is coming from, there’s a greater chance you can remove the shame of losing a fight for one of you and the ego boost of the one who “won” the fight. I know a couple who, in the thick of a fight, say “Hey, same team.” Find a way to defuse the anger that can spiral out of control and make you lose sight of the good things you two have built. They don’t give out awards for winning the most fights in your relationship. They just give out divorce papers.

Apologizing when you have hurt someone who really matters to you takes nothing away from you. Even if it was unintentional, it’s so easy to just apologize and move on. Try not to say “I’m sorry, but...” and make excuses for yourself. Learn how to make a sincere apology, and you can avoid breaking down the trust in your friendships and relationships.

For too long, the projected opinions of strangers affected how I viewed my relationships. Whether it was the general internet consensus of who would be right for me, or what they thought was “couples goals” based on a picture I posted on Instagram. That stuff isn’t real. For an approval seeker like me, it was an important lesson for me to learn to have my OWN value system of what I actually want.

Playing mind games is for the chase. In a real relationship or friendship, you’re shooting yourself in the foot if you don’t tell the other person how you feel, and what could be done to fix it. No one is a mind reader. If someone really loves you, they want you to verbalize how you feel. This is real life, not chess.

April 17th – Emma Roberts and Garrett Hedlund (Joe’s Billy Lynn co-star) visit Joe and Taylor at their LA place. (x)

April 24th – Taylor sends @/daylightanna – a family friend of the Alwyns – reputation merch and a signed photo for her birthday. (x)

April 26th – Taylor posts a video of her cat Benjamin Button, and Joe’s hand is clearly visible at the start of the clip. (x)

April 30th – In the ME! behind the scenes video where Taylor meets Benji, she says she has to “get on the phone” before she can adopt him. (x)

May 1st – In an interview with iHeartRadio Canada, Taylor is asked about how she chose Benji’s name. (x)

What made you decide to go with the name Benjamin Button?

I really liked the movie Benjamin Button.

Okay, that’s a good answer.

And Benjamin Button in the movies is such a good guy, you know? He’s always doing the right thing.

May 2nd – The day after the BBMAs, Taylor leaves Las Vegas for London.

May 4th – Taylor is seen in Notting Hill (again).

May 15th – Taylor is interviewed on The Ellen Show, and at one point Ellen says to the audience, “We have to take a break, and then uh, we’re gonna come back and she’s gonna talk all about her boyfriend!” (video)

May 21st – Taylor leaves LA for London, and then she and Joe fly to France the next day.

May 24th – Taylor and Joe are seen out in Paris together. (x)

They visit the Pont Neuf Bridge and the Square du Vert-Galant, where scenes from the Begin Again music video were filmed.

They also went to the Grand Palais on the same trip.

Joe posts these photos that Taylor took.

May 25th – In an interview with NRJ Paris, Taylor was asked what she would do if her boyfriend forgot her birthday. (x)

“Wouldn’t happen. I don’t know how to react to something that is an impossibility. I’m so loud about my birthday, you couldn’t miss it.”

May 25th – Taylor likes and reblogs this chain post.

May 26th – Taylor posts photos from her hotel room that Joe most likely took.

May 31st – Taylor and Joe go on a double date with Rob Pattinson and Suki Waterhouse at San Vicente Bungalows in LA. (x)

The San Vicente Bungalows is an exclusive members-only club and has a "no phones, no pictures, no social media, no talking about other members-policy." So it truly is the perfect place for two private couples to have a double date out.

Other people still saw Swift, Alwyn, Pattinson, and Waterhouse, and one onlooker told Us Weekly that the date happened. It was good fun. "The four were laughing and talking" all night, the onlooker said. "They were at a table, just the four of them. Rob and Taylor were across from each other."

June 12th – Katy Perry posts a photo from Taylor’s place, and a blurry polaroid of Joe and Benji can be seen in the corner.

June 19th – Taylor leaves NYC and flies to London.

June 27th – Taylor films the BBC Children In Need documentary and says she got involved because Olivia Colman reached out to Joe.

(via taylorswifth)

Olivia talks about how she managed to get Taylor to show up and surprise Shaun. (x)

“Taylor Swift goes out with a very lovely fella, Joe Alwyn, who I did a job with. And I did a very cheeky text at him and went, ‘Do you think Taylor will come along and surprise Shaun Dooley?’”

June 29th – kingkeir tweets about Taylor renting a place near London Zoo.

July 2nd – Taylor, Martha, Ashley and the HAIM sisters go on vacation to the St Thomas Virgin Islands. (x)

July 6th – Joe finishes filming A Christmas Carol, the same day Taylor and her friends are papped flying back to the US. They presumably meet up in New York the next day.

July 10th – Taylor performs at the Amazon Prime Day Concert in NYC. Throughout the show–and especially during Delicate–she kept looking and pointing at Joe, who was sitting in the soundbooth. (video)

In Ashley’s IG story, Gigi says “Taylor can’t stop looking at him!” and she replies “here text him!” (video)

July 11th – The day after the Prime Concert, they fly from NYC to London.

July 13th – Taylor and Joe were reportedly seen at Starbucks in Muswell Hill.

July 16th – In a radio interview with KIIS 1065, Katy Perry talks about ending her feud with Taylor. (x)

“I started seeing her around at like the Oscar parties when she was accompanying her boyfriend and I just went up to her and I was like 'hey, you know it's been a long time and I think we've grown up a little bit and I just wanted to say I'm sorry.”

July 18th – Taylor and Joe fly to Manchester, and it’s pretty likely that this photo (posted on July 26) was from this trip, because it was taken at the Peak District and that’s an hour long drive from Manchester.

July 20th – Joe and Taylor arrive in LA.

July 24th – Taylor likes this post.

July 23rd – Taylor films the Lover music video in LA. Joe and Andrea are seen sitting together on set. (x)

July 25th – Riley Knoxx posts a vlog on her YouTube channel about her experience of being in the YNTCD video. She talks about her conversations with Taylor on-set, and how Taylor showed her photos of her with Joe. (x)

“We talked about everything, from whether we want kids or not, [Taylor] showed me videos of her cats and her boyfriend, who she’s rarely seen with, but she’s showing me, you know, the pictures.”

July 30th – In an interview with Cosmopolitan, Rebel Wilson is asked whether she got some dating tips from Taylor while they were filming CATS. (x)

“She’s in a pretty committed relationship now, so it didn’t really come up.”

August 2nd – London secret sessions are held.

Taylor name dropped Joe when explaining Cruel Summer, confirming that it’s about him. (x)

She also talks to theirgetawaycar about spending Christmas in Ireland, which stacks because we know she spent the holidays with Joe and their families at Glin Castle.

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Dumb Details From the Loki Trailer I noticed but then got too serious about

First - apparently it’s not a trailer, so I guess we’ll get ‘Trailer 1′ later? ‘Exclusive Clip’ hardly seems accurate, but hey, I’m not Disney’s marketing division. I wouldn’t live in a shoebox if I was.

Dumb detail no. 1:

Owen Wilson’s jacket is...weird. Look closely.

And another shot:

Yeah...his jacket has a ‘reversed collar’. It’s a cut-out rather than cloth folding on top. Huh. What a strange design choice. What could it mean?

I’ve no idea, but that I watched the trailer enough times to notice this should concern you.

Detail No. 2

In this scene, we see what we can presume to be President Loki’s ‘Throne’. Notice the candy-canes. This is a Santa Claus throne, presumably from some mall Santa. This whole place might be in a mall, judging by the stuff in it.

But the Loki in this shot is not President Loki. Notice that he’s wearing brown pants, a thin brown tie, and the beige shirt he’s seen wearing in other parts of the trailer after he's apparently joined the TVA. President Loki wears black pants, a green vest and a wide green tie with a golden clip that resembles Loki’s little chevron he always has (more on that later).

So it would seem that Loki might meet President Loki here. President Loki might even be addressing him at the end of the trailer. It’s possible that his minions turn on him because there’s two Lokis and they don’t know which is the ‘imposter’.

Speaking of, there’s a minion with bicycle handlebars grafted to a football helmet here, likely meant to resemble Loki. I dig it. There’s also cans of food scattered among the rubbish here. Makes sense that food production is non-existent since everyone has resorted to wearing license plates and spoons. Love how tattered the whole aesthetic is.

This reminds me of the opening Michael Waldron’s script ‘Worst Guy of All Time’, which featured a similar post-apocalyptic setting after the ‘worst guy’ ruins everything and makes himself king of the ashes. That’s likely what’s happened here, but I hope that Loki isn’t anything like Logan Paul, who was the inspiration for that title character.

Ah, the mysterious female character watching a meteor shower WAY TOO CLOSE UP. But my eyes are drawn to one thing...

What is that oblong object with a shiny handle? Could it be...

A sword? I do love swords. Did you know there’s a bunch of pictures of me in the stock photos for ‘Fencing?’ That’s my cred for loving swords.

I suspect that this female character will be an amalgamation of Amora (shudder) and Sylvie and an alternate Loki of some kind. This sword is currently in her possession, but I wouldn’t be surprised if it or another timeline version of it becomes the Loki Show’s Loki′s weapon.

Loki has lacked a ‘weapon of his own’ in the MCU for quite some time. I mean, yes, he has his little knives, but they are many and disposable and something he chose for himself, rather than the two legendary weapons wielded by Odin and Thor, Gungnir and Mjolnir. In fact, throughout his appearances, Loki has seemed to want such a thing of his own - he briefly had Gungnir, and then the Gungnir-like scepter, and even tried to lift Mjolnir.

One might ask why Odin would’ve overlooked such an obvious show of favouritism. Why give Thor a storied weapon and leave Loki empty-handed? Heck, even Hela had the Necroblade.

In Thor 1, we might’ve assumed that the Casket of Ancient Winters was perhaps intended one day to be given to Loki, as it is shown with Mjolnir in the Vault and thus connected to it and the children who would inherit it. But in the comics, Odin did have another weapon of storied history put away for his second son: Gram the Sword.

It was locked for eons by Odin in a special vault which required five keys to be opened, and it was meant to be for Loki if he be worthy.[2] The five keys were infused by Odin with the powers of "journeys", "endurance", "secrets", "new beginnings", and "brotherhood", respectively.[3]

The sword, like everything else in comics, has a complicated history full of take-backs and twists, but let’s just leave it at ‘it’s a representation of Loki’s worthiness and belonging in the trifecta with Odin and Thor as a King of Asgard’. It gives him ‘equality’.

In the original mythology, it’s wielded by Sigurd to kill the dragon Fafnir, and the only relation it has to Loki is that Loki is partially responsible for Fafnir existing in the first place (my username is nod to this myth by the by. Sorry Ottär.) But hey, maybe that means we’re getting a dragon? The Fafnir would be very cool.

Or it could just be a bit of rebar in this mining quarry.

Then again...it appears somewhere else...

It’s easier to see in motion, but that’s a sword swinging on this person’s back.

So the hooded figure is this lady...shall we call her Amylkie? Does that mean she’s the antagonist of this show? Well...maybe, but I suspect the true antagonist is foreshadowed here -

So, what’s going on here? A young girl (Young Amylkie? Some other TVA prisoner that the guard is watching over? An oracle, A Norn, or a kid who wandered off from the tour group in a basilica somewhere?) She’s giving Mobius M. Mobius a...piece of chocolate. Maybe he saw a Dementor, I dunno. I suspect it’ll be a MacGuffin of some kind later. He looks pretty concerned here, which contrasts with his ‘another day at the office’ blaséness when dealing with Loki. But of course this is the eye-catcher:

So, Norse Mythology. It’s been Christiannized. You can thank Snorri Sturluson for that, but you can google all about him later. Let’s just say that he made many Norse figures into equivalents for Christian ones. Baldur is Jesus, pure and a sacrificial lamb who dies for a greater good. And the devil is...Loki. Something the Marvel comics and the MCU have continued.

Here we have a devil, dressed in green and with a distinct shape on his chest:

Hmmm...wait...I know that weird horny shape...

Ah. I’d say that cinches it. This is meant to be Loki. If you look at the devil’s hair, it also resembles Loki’s, being shoulder-length and black.

So, what’s devil-Loki doing? Laying an egg? Trying out a foot massager? For a second I thought it was a moon, but we see the moon over his left shoulder, amongst the stars. Which means this is - probably the Earth.

...Dammit; I live there.

So Earth is barren and being devoured by flames, likely caused by this Loki sitting atop of it (in a throne, no less). Aw gee, things look pretty bad, don’t they?

But wait - what’s that? Under the Earth (and, possibly, under the earth)?

It’s a plant. A shoot, to be exact.

Back to Ragnarok for a second. Ragnarok isn’t the apocalypse (something we see a lot of in this trailer - all of it seems to be exploring the end of days). Ragnarok is the fire meant to wipe out the old and fertilize the ground for the new. And after the gods have died, what happens? Well, Baldur emerges from Hel, one of the only surviving gods (hmm, seems him dying worked out, didn’t it?). He’s joined by Líf and Lífþrasir, who are the new first man and woman, who’s names mean ‘Life’ and who are pictured, usually, with plants and new life. It is they who are tasked who growing a new Yggdrasil after the destruction of the old. The previous first man and woman are Ask and Embla, meaning Ash Tree and Vine/Elm tree, so there’s a theme there.

So a new sprout, possibly a tree, growing out of the destruction of the old.

This fits with Loki’s role as understood in mythology. He checks the arrogance of the gods, including when they tried to achieve immortality (sorry, Baldur, nothing personal), and that keeps the gods at their best. After Loki is imprisoned, the gods become weak, unhelpful and foolish, and Yggdrasil starts to rot. Eventually Loki escapes and returns along with Surtur (who also resembles this figure) to burn it all to the ground. This is also referenced in Thor:Ragnarok, with Loki releasing Surtur in the Vault, a place of thematic importance to Loki and one that represents the hidden secrets and sins of Asgard). You could say Ragnarok continued into Infinity War, where Loki played an important part in aiding Thanos’ destruction, giving up the stone to protect his brother and essentially dooming the rest of the universe - but also ultimately leading to its salvation, even if, like Myth Loki, he wasn’t around to see it.

So, we see Amylkie literally start a fire in the trailer -

- in fact, this whole trailer is awash in flame -

It’s fire, fire everywhere and she’s setting them!

It’s possible Amylkie’s our big bad, but I think there’s a chance she’s either a red herring, or, much like how Loki ‘worked’ with Thanos in The Avengers, she is the pawn of a greater foe -

- a Loki bent on destruction, for some reason or other. The TVA is obviously aware that this is the case, and it seems like they might be trying to ‘fight fire with fire’ by enlisting one Loki to combat another. The villain could be President Loki, since there's evidence of 2 Lokis in that scene - or maybe that's one of many Lokis, and the Big Bad Loki is being played by Hugh Grant as Old Loki. In any case, it would appear that Loki will be coming face-to-face with the worst versions of himself, and many of them. And, if I’m right about this scene:

...Loki will likely eventually discover that even his ‘good’ timeline ended in the destruction of his people and home, plus his own gruesome and torturous death. Although I think the TVA will keep that from him, and just show him the happy parts in an effort to inspire ‘good behaviour’. Until Loki inevitably discovers the rest of how that timeline played out and realize he’s been lied to. I don’t imagine he’ll take that very well...

Damn, even our ‘hero’ Loki is burning stuff down! Does this mean that Loki is doomed, always meant to be an avatar of death and toasty destruction?

Well...let’s go back to that stained glass.

Hmmm...wait...I know that weird horny shape...

And there’s something else...the bottom of the Earth is being lit up, and not by fire. Light appears to be coming off this little plant.

What colour is this plant again? That’s right, green. Green is the colour of new life and growth and change and...hang on, I’ve heard that before, too...

Hang on hang on HANG ON... let me have a look at the shape again.

That’s...a letter. An L? For Loki? Like in the title sequence?

Wait...no, a different letter. An older letter. After all, Loki is old Norse. How do you spell his name in that again?

ᛚᛟᚲ ᛁ -

And ENHANCE on that third letter!

This, my friends, is a Kenaz/Kaunaz, or what would become 'K' in our alphabet. It is also known as the 'Loki Rune' (and the Ulcer Rune, for some reason. I suspect Odin understands why). It’s used to spell his name, but is also used on his own to represent him. Heck, it's even his Superman 'S' in the comics:

Runes are more than letters - they are symbols for concepts. So what else does it mean?

Primarly, it means ‘torch’.

And also ‘knowledge’ (ken). As well as ‘growth, change, the search for truth, decay, arrogance, elitism, feminine, kinship and creativity.’

...Okay, that’s a lot, but you have to admit it fits.

More specifically, it means ‘Mastery of the Fire’. As in, someone who has learned to tame fire so that it is helpful, not harmful. To bring light and, symbolically, knowledge.

There’s another way Loki’s been associated with fire - in the Wagner Ring Cycle, Das Rheingold, the opera that inspired much the Thor films’ aesthetic and certainly their helmets, Loki is called ‘Loge’, which means ‘Fire’. He’s usually dressed to match, too -

Many trickster figures are associated with fire. They are usually called ‘Fire-bringers’ - See: Raven, Lucifer, Prometheus, etc. They are often complex figures with a foot in different worlds, but who nonetheless help mankind with the gift of ‘fire’ - although they usually pay for it, and tend to be self-destructive.

(Side note. Lucifer means light-bringer, which is what luciferase is named after. Because it glows. Which is helpful in labs. In case someone needed to know that.)

Moving from a destructive fire-starter to a fire-bringer seems like a great character arc for Loki to take, especially given his rehabilitation in pop culture, the comics, and even wider culture. Loki has gone from being seen as an evil, deviant, destructive character to one who’s seen as a patron of the arts and creativity, of stories rather than lies. Heck, some scholars of Norse Mythology even posit that he’s the closet thing to a protagonist Norse Mythology has, so I guess that backfired, Snorri!). Being dressed in green and with the sprout clearly also being stylized after his Kaunaz, there’s foreshadowing that he’ll be capable of growing good things even out of ashes.

So, to sum up: Being ‘Satan’ sounds pretty bad, but with a little letter re-arranging like we see in the title sequence, you can be...

...practically a saint. Maybe even a saviour.

Merry Christmas, everybody.

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