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Kinktober 「10:13」 — w.junhui

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➮ shapeshifter!Junhui × fem!Reader wc: 3k summary: Jun is a witch and has been practicing his shapeshifting. He’s excited to show Y/N his new trick which has an unintended reaction. genres/themes/au: angst/fluff/smut; supernatural, horror, thriller; non idol au, monster idol au warnings: adult dialogue, female reader, supernatural and horror themes, mentions of: witchcraft & magic; sexual content (18+ mdni), see smut warnings under the cut! taglist has been moved to reblogs join my taglists! kinktober taglist is CLOSED! Strikethrough means I cannot tag you.  MINORS WILL BE BLACKLISTED & BLOCKED. AGELESS BLOGS WILL ALSO BE BLOCKED.

a/n: a special thank you to June and Jupiter for your help with the mechanics of this! I love you both muah muah. This came pretty easily and i’m not opposed to revisiting this couple in the future. We shall see. Thank you for reading! The next part is vampire!Wonwoo which will conclude week two of kinktober! as always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only. 

smut warnings: teratophilia (aka monsterfucking), mutual masturbation, voyeurism (f receiving, m receiving), use of pet names (bao bei, babe, etc.), unprotected sex (but reader is on birth control), soft dom!Jun, switch!Reader, non-human genitalia (Jun can shapeshift all parts of him, including his dick lol), cum inside, dirty talk, it’s pretty simple but if I missed something let me know! kinks: Mutual masturbation + voyeurism dialogue prompt: ❛❛ Lay back and touch yourself, I’m going to watch. ❜❜

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When Jun first started learning witchcraft and practicing, he was most excited about shifting. Being able to turn into anyone or anything was the most fascinating and exciting part of magic for him. He’d worked his way up from changing his hair color and facial features until he was able to start shifting into entirely different creatures. The first time he swapped his ears for dog ears he was beyond excited.

Of course, he had rushed at the opportunity to show you, his best friend.

Ever since then, he always came to you to show you his newest tricks, no matter how big or small. In the beginning, you showed as much enthusiasm as he did but over time, most of his tricks were the same and while you were happy he was excited, you didn’t exhibit the same enthusiasm anymore. Something Jun noticed as he stood in front of your bed.

He had just shifted into a blob-like creature, translucent green in color. It was impressive as he’d never managed to get the translucence consistency correct. “Oh neat,” you said as he shifted back, getting up off the floor. “You’ve never gotten the translucence down before. It looks believable!” you added encouragingly.

“And check this one out!” he said, giving you a smirk. You watched with mild amusement as he transformed into a hulking form covered in gray fur, a mass of muscles under his skin. He panted heavily, drool hanging from sharp teeth as yellow eyes stared at you. The pointed ears on top of his head flicked in the direction of different sounds.

“A werewolf?” you asked, holding back a smirk. “You’ve shown me this one before,” you told him, picking up your phone and scrolling through your feed. His brows seemed to furrow in disappointment, the ears laying back against his head. “But look!” he pouted, his voice the exact same.

You raised your eyes as he turned, showing you a large bushy tail that curled up towards his back. “I couldn’t get the tail down before!” he explained. You chuckled, returning to your phone. “Very cute,” you said as you resumed scrolling. Jun let out a low huff and growl before shifting back to his human form.

“Fine, what about this?” he asked, making you look up as he transformed again, his body elongating as scales erupted all over his skin. The lower half of his body transformed into a snake-like body, his torso staying mostly the same except for the scales on his sides and shoulders. His eyes were very viper-like, bright orange with vertical slits. He opened his mouth, a soft hiss escaping as a forked tongue peeked out.

“You’ve shown me that one, too,” you replied. “You usually go for the venomous snakes,” you added. “I’ve never seen you do a constrictor.” Jun’s shoulders slumped as you returned your focus once again to the device in your hand. He changed back, adjusting his shirt and pulled his jacket off, tossing it on the end of the bed.

“Alright,” he said softly. “What about this?”

You looked up, unamused at his antics as he changed again, into a towering figure with a vaguely humanoid shape. He wore a black suit, skin white and massive tentacles writhing from his back. “Slenderman?” you asked, sounding unimpressed yet again.

“Come on, man,” you whined. “I’ve seen all of these before!”

One of the tentacles shot out, wrapping around your ankle but you barely flinched. “Get your slimy tentacle off me before I cut it off and feed it to my cat,” you said without looking up. The tentacle retracted slowly, wiggling off the bed as they all returned to his body and he changed back into his human form. “Seriously?” he asked, running his fingers through his hair frustratedly.

“I’ve seen all these before!” you countered. “You haven’t shown me something new in a long time.”

Jun stared at you, wracking his brain as you scrolled through your phone. An idea popped into his head. He shifted again, a pair of brown cat ears poking up from his hair as a brown tail sprouted from his back, sneaking down the back of his shorts.

“What about this?” he asked, making you look up.

Your eyes met his and a smile spread across your face. “Oh, how cute,” you said as he crawled onto the bed. “A tail too?” you asked as he sat back on his heels, showing off the tail. “Yeah!” he said. “It’s not entirely impressive,” he said. “But normally I do entire body transformations to wow you,” he said. “It’s not every day I do these small ones.”

You chuckled as you leaned forward, reaching up to scratch one of the ears. Jun leaned into your touch, a purr rumbling from his throat. “Cute,” you said again as you reached out to allow the tail to slide through your palm. “What if I change into a werecat!” he said suddenly and moved to get up but you were tired of him constantly changing and just wanted to hang out with your best friend.

You hadn’t meant to pull his tail but your hand closed around it and you tugged lightly. Jun let out a moan and you stared at him, eyes wide as his own wide eyes met yours. Silence fell over you as you stared at one another trying to figure out what just happened.

“What was that?” you asked softly. Jun’s cheeks flushed as he tried to snatch the tail away but you pulled again, another moan slipping past his lips. “Oh,” you said, your mouth forming a perfect circle. A smirk took over as you tugged again, the moan even louder. “S-stop!” he stammered, grabbing the tail from you and glaring as he changed back, the cat ears turning back into his human ones and the tail shrinking until it disappeared.

Your eyes followed the tail as it retracted into his loose shorts and it was then you could see the outline of his semi-hard cock. Your eyes continued up, meeting his gaze. “Enjoyed that a little too much, did you?” you asked. Jun glanced down at his crotch and quickly grabbed one of your plushies, using it to cover his lap. You let out an indignant noise, snatching the plushie from him.

“NOT MR. SNUFFLES!” you shouted, taking the elephant from him and glaring at him. “You pervert!” Jun glared at you. “You’re the one who looked!” he retorted, trying to cover himself with his hands. “Not my fault,” you said as you leaned back against your pillows. “Your shorts don’t exactly keep things contained. Are you even wearing underwear?”

Jun glared at you. “Now who’s the pervert?!” he asked, cheeks turning even redder. You shrugged as you lifted Mr. Snuffles to look at him before tossing him off the bed with the pile of your other plushies. “I’m not wearing any underwear,” you added as if you were discussing the weather.

Jun felt his cock twitch in his shorts. He was wearing underwear but now he couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that you were not. “Wh-why did you tell me that?” he asked, turning his head to look at the pile of stuffed animals that lay on the floor in the corner of your room, their lifeless black glass eyes staring back at him.

“Can you change your dick?” you asked suddenly, making him choke on his own spit. He turned to look at you, finding your curious eyes staring back at him. “Wh-what?!” he asked incredulously. You rolled your eyes before asking again.

“When you transform into, like, a werewolf or even that cat hybrid, does your dick change too?” Jun stared back at you in awe of not only your confidence but your audacity. “N-no,” he answered, shaking his head. You clicked your tongue in disappointment, picking up your phone.

“I mean,” he started, gulping. “I’ve never purposefully done it.” You glanced up at him. “I-I could try.” A smile spread across your face. “Would you show me if you did?” you asked. Jun couldn’t believe his ears. You, his best friend, was asking him to show him shapeshifting his cock.

He glanced down at his crotch briefly before looking back up, eyes scanning over your shorts.

“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” he said suddenly, catching you off guard. “I can’t shapeshift,” you said in return. Jun merely shrugged. “Doesn’t mean I don’t wanna see. If I’m gonna show you my dick, you gotta give me something in return.”

You stared at him, considering your options. When you took too long to answer, he was afraid he’d crossed a line but then you locked your phone, setting it aside as you got up onto your knees. “Okay,” you answered, pushing down your shorts and sitting back to kick them off, keeping your legs closed and your pussy hidden from view.

“Show me,” Jun ordered and you let out a giggle, shaking your head. “You first.” Jun narrowed his eyes before he got up, pushing his shorts and underwear down in one motion, his cock springing free as he let the material fall to the floor. He stepped out of it as your eyes followed his cock.

It wasn’t what you were expecting. It was a good five or six inches in length, maybe about five in girth. The shaft was a lighter tone of his skin, like his skin was in the winter when he didn’t go outside, the head was a darker peach, a small bead of precum already forming at the slit.

He sat back down. “Alright,” he said, drawing your attention from his cock. “Your turn.”

A smile crossed your face as you parted your knees, giving him a direct view of your cunt. Jun let out a strained noise that sounded like a cross between a groan and a gasp. His eyes continued to look, drinking in every detail. “Spread,” he said simply. You hesitated, tilting your head to the side before you obliged, spreading your feet on your bed, knees bent as you slid a hand down and spread your folds, giving him a view of your very wet pussy.

His lips parted slightly as he stared, taking in even more detail. His thoughts were interrupted as you let out a giggle, teeth digging into your bottom lip as you watched him. “Like what you see?” you asked in a low breathy voice. Jun swallowed the lump in his throat but said nothing. He wanted so desperately to touch you, curl his fingers into the plush of your thighs as he tasted you, as he sank his cock into you and fucked you against your pillows.

“So can you make your dick change?” you asked, drawing him from his thoughts. He looked up to meet your gaze. “What would you like to see?” You pondered his question for a moment before giving him a devilish smile. “What would it look like if you transformed into a werewolf?”

Jun licked his lips before focusing his attention transforming only his cock. You watched as the color and shape changed before your eyes. The head became more pointed as the entire thing turned reddish, two knots forming a bulbous base. “A knot, huh?” you asked, giving him a smirk, one of your brows raising.

“I mean,” he started, glancing down at it. “Wolves are canines,” he continued. “And dogs have very distinct genitals.” He glanced back up, noticing that your fingers were playing with your clit slowly. “Are.. are you touching yourself?” he asked, eyes widening. “Why?” you asked. “Do you want me to stop?” you asked, fingers stilling.

“N-no,” he said softly. “Keep going.”

You resumed moving, your fingers dipping down to your slit only to drag back up, spreading your folds so he could see your wet hole. “What else can you change it into?” you asked, nodding towards his cock. He glanced down and back up. “What else do you want to see?”

“Hmm,” you hummed as your legs spread more, giving him a better view of you playing with your pussy. “Surprise me.” Jun glanced down, watching as the pointed head changed, flaring out as the shaft grew, a thick ring forming in the middle. Your eyes widened. “Horse?” you asked. Jun looked up at you, letting out a low groan as your fingers sank into your heat. “That’s not fair,” he whined.

You let out a giggle, nodding towards his cock. “No one said you couldn’t touch yourself,” you reminded him. He glanced down at the transformed cock. “I’d rather have something else wrapped around it,” he murmured. You let out a giggle. “Touch yourself first and I’ll let you fuck me,” you retorted. Jun met your gaze. “Are you serious?” he asked, excitement bubbling in his chest. “Yes,” you answered. “But you have to touch yourself first. Until I say so.”

“Fine,” he answered, quickly grabbing the back of his shirt and removing it. “But you have to take the rest of your clothes off.” You did as he said, withdrawing your fingers long enough to pull your top off and toss it aside, revealing your bare chest to him.

Jun leaned back, resting his hand on the bed behind him as he wrapped his fingers around the base of his shaft. “Now,” he said as you stared back at him. “Lay back and touch yourself. I’m going to watch.” You leaned back against the pillows, spreading your legs so he had an unobstructed view of your cunt, fingers spreading your folds for him.

“Fuck,” he groaned, hand working up and down the thick shaft of his transformed cock. “What I wouldn’t give for a taste,” he said as he watched you play with yourself. “Sink your fingers in that pretty cunt again. I want you to touch yourself with both hands. Play with your tits, yeah?” he ordered, hand moving up and down slowly.

Your free hand found purchase on your breast, squeezing and kneading as you sank your fingers into your heat, letting out a satisfied groan as you started to slowly pump them in and out of you. You kept your eyes on Jun’s face but every so often, you’d glance down at the horse cock. You wanted him to fill you with it, wondering if it changed the amount of cum he produced.

As you stared at it, Jun let out a chuckle. Before your eyes, his cock changed again. This time it changed to a bright blue, the head of his cock elongating to a point while ridges appeared along the shaft, a thick vein appearing on the underside. You wanted so badly to have him shove all of it inside you. “What’s that?” you asked breathlessly. He shrugged. “No idea,” he answered.

“I made it up.”

You let out a moan, walls clenching around your fingers as you threw your head back against the pillows.

“You want it inside you?” he asked, a surge of confidence as his hand moved faster along his cock. “Yes,” you gasped. “God yes, Jun!” Your hand moved faster as you pinched your pert nipple, rolling the bud between your fingers, digging the heel of your hand into your clit as your hips started to buck.

“Yeah, babe?” Jun asked breathlessly, his own hips starting to buck as his cock changed again into a more human-like one. “Want me to fill that tight little hole? Fuck you like you deserve?” You let out another moan, back arching. “Yes! Please! I want you inside me so bad, Junnie,” you whimpered. Jun let out a groan as he felt his cock twitch in his hand. He was losing control of his transformations as his climax neared. “Would you let me cum inside you?” he asked suddenly.

You nodded eagerly. “Yes,” you gasped. “I’m on birth control!” Jun let out a groan. “Fuck, M’gonna cum,” he groaned as your own orgasm came even closer. “I’m close, Junnie,” you whined. “I need m-more. N-need your cock!”

Jun stifled a moan, hips bucking up as he fucked his hand. He wanted to be inside you so bad but he couldn’t bring himself to move. “C-can you move?” he asked in a breathy voice. “Wh-what?” you asked. “Come here,” he said quickly. “Come sit on it or I’ll make a mess all over your nice clean bed.”

You scrambled up, quickly crawling over to him and straddling his hips as he held his cock still. You slowly sank down on him, both of you moaning in unison as his cock stretched your walls. “F-fuck,” he said with a tremble in his voice. You started moving quickly, bouncing on his cock as his hands grabbed your waist. “Change,” you said simply.

“What?” he asked, looking up at you as rode him, breast bouncing in his face. “Turn into that cat boy, quick,” you moaned, hands finding purchase on his shoulders. Jun obliged, the ears and tail returning. “Come on, bao bei,” he groaned, urging you on, his thumb moving to your clit. “Cum for me.”

You let out a cry of pleasure as your orgasm washed over you, your body shaking as you sank on Jun’s cock, taking all of it in you. As your walls spasmed around him, he bucked up, releasing inside you with a moan as his head fell forward onto your chest, his arms wrapping around your waist as he pumped you full of his cum.

You let out one final moan as you wrapped your arms around his neck, combing your fingers through his hair, the cat ears twitching and flicking as his cum spilled out of your hole around his cock and dripped down onto the inside of his thighs and the sheets under him.

You tried to regain your breath as you stroked his hair, gently rubbing the base of his cat ears. A gentle purr sounded from his throat, making you giggle. He nuzzled further into your bare chest, you felt his purring vibrate against you soothingly.

“M’tired,” he murmured and you scoffed. “You barely did anything!” you admonished as he giggled against your skin. “Well,” he continued, pulling back to look up at you, blinking softly. “Give me like five minutes and I’ll show you what I can do.” You took his face in your hands and leaned down to press your lips against his. 

“Use that horse cock from earlier and you got yourself a deal, catboy.”

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Red Hot Ghouls chapter 13 part 2/2

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Given that Dr. and Dr. Fenton had taken him on a drive around town that legitimately climaxed with an on-foot chase of a hulking ghost who did not care to comment for their family blog, Jason thought that was actually kinda probable. If the Drs. had that technology, their kids would probably have access as well.

“Why not?” Tim said, sounding a bit defensive. “We know for a fact that there’s a few undead out there, zombie boy. And there’s a ghost affiliated with the JL.”

All solid points.

‘But there’s no way the good Doctors would be able to convince a ghost to do anything they wanted. Would the daughter have any better luck?’

Jason covered a laugh in his fist.

His ghostly experience so far consisted of:

Danny Phantom, who was very annoyed that Waters was trying to pay him tribute and not happy to see Jason, either.

The mysterious collaborator who hadn’t even wanted Jason to enter his tower.

Skalker, who spent the length of their acquaintance screaming and flying away at what appeared to be his top speed while Jack Fenton whooped and Dr. Fenton shouted questions from a megaphone.

“I get the vibe that they don’t really care to interact with the living,” Jason said, before Tim could get his knickers in a twist. “So my skepticism is in regards to the likelihood of a ghost agreeing to collaborate.”

“What, you think they’re all the same?” Tim said. His tone made it seem like he thought that was such an embarrassingly unintellectual idea that Jason should sink through the floor.

“I think there’s pretty good reasons there might be a trend.”

Tim made an unconvinced sound and changed the subject. “Since they have a similar area of interest, I want to look for a connection between the Fentons and Waters. They could be- Why did you laugh?”

A neon sign lit up across the street, sending a wash of purple light through the air. Jason shook his head. “The Fentons- the Dr.s Fenton, at least, strongly dislike Jeremy Waters.”

“Why did that come up?”

“No reason,” Jason lied airily. “Anyway, that’s not it. Could be some kind of rivalry. But I doubt they’d want to visit Waters in Arkham to give him their sympathies.”

Tim chewed that over for a moment. “Could be a rivalry. I gotta go, O’s hitting my line.”

“Stay safe out there.” Jason cut the conversation and settled in to think. He stuck his hands in his pockets and wished for something to fiddle with that wasn’t a weapon. It had poser vibes to stand around on a rooftop alone playing with a knife or a gun. If Oracle caught you on video, she would tint it blue, set it to some humiliatingly emo soundtrack, and send it around the hero community.

Not, uh. Not that that had happened to him.

He called in. “Hey, O, good evening.”

“Good to hear from you, Hood.” She sounded as serene as ever.

Jason fidgeted a little. “Anything I could help with?” He toed the front of his boot back and forth on the cement ledge for a moment, killing time by idly calculating how many seconds he’d have to engage a grapple if he fell from this height.

“Good news for Gotham, it’s a quiet night.”

He sighed.

“I know, I know,” O said sympathetically. “You got all dressed up in your dancing shoes-”

“And there’s no one to go out with,” Jason agreed. At the back of his mind he vaguely remembered that that…might not be true, actually. He made a dramatic sigh. “I might call it a night, then. No point staring at the city like some bat-eared creep. I don’t have any monologues to work on right now.”

“Oh, you got those all done? Good for you, little buddy.”

Jason resisted the urge to flip her off. She wasn’t even here.

“Stay safe,” he said, because the idea of ending a call without saying that always filled him with a terrible premonition that this would be the time the other person ended up shot in the head and gone forever. He blew out a long, slow breath when he was finally truly alone and reconsidered the thought he’d had earlier.

‘I haven’t messaged Phantom all this time. It might be a good night for it. It’s been most of a week. He won’t be annoyed that I’m checking in now.’

Yeah… Yeah, okay. Jason grappled down and made his way to where he’d stashed his bike. He got into his current residence and stripped out of his gear. He got out his phone and shot Phantom a text before he went into the shower. Not much, he didn’t wanna come across as desperate. Just a nice, casual, “Hey, what’s up? Just checking in. Any luck so far? I finished my books!”

[factual-fantasy]

26 asks! Thank you!🐕‍🦺

I believe that AI generated """art"""/images are extremely harmful to real artists. Its just a weapon that steals mountains of peoples hard work and is causing real people to lose their jobs.

Its a rotten thing that should be obliterated from the internet. I'm sitting on the edge of my seat waiting expectantly for its downfall.👎👎👎

@axolotlcookie0

If you're talking about making fanart of my designs/character/AUs, please do not. I'm really not comfortable with it :( If you're just trying to show your support then just leave a comment on my artwork or stop by my ko-fi. Those will go a long way for me <:))

I had no idea there was one! <:0 I haven't been keeping up with Welcome Home since Matpat took a step back...

References. Just drown yourself in references. I'm in a discord server that has a bunch of refs for the bots and also am taking dozens of screenshots as I rewatch the show. Just gathering reference after reference and using them religiously as I draw. :00

You mean the factual fam? :0 I thought about adding another character once I hit 30k followers. But when the time came I didn't really have any ideas that I liked.. So for now it'll just be the 5 of us :)

Also thank you so much! :)))

(Referencing this post)

XDDD Average day in the Autobot base!

(Link in ask)

I have not, but they have a neat artstyle! :000

@cherrycreamfairy

Nothing in particular, it been same old same old. 😔

Don't worry! I don't think you're asking to many questions! <:00

Also, I love LOVE LOVE!! The bond between Ratchet and Raf 😭😭💞💞💞

Lastly, I love that character! :DD It looks really neat :)))

(Link in ask)

Man, that's just disgusting. I'll do whatever I can to get it taken down. Thanks for letting me know 👍

I've never heard of it <:00

XDD You're welcome! Use that power wisely now, don't do anything Optimus wouldn't do!☝️

@misscherrypie (Referencing this post)

JHABDJHEHF XDD

(Link in ask)

Thank you so much! :DD I have a fanfic side blog but have since privated all the posts out of embarrassment- so currently I don't write/have any fanfics to share 😅😅--And other than sounding like a hyper five year old when I made that post😅 my opinions remain somewhat unchanged.

Soundwave is still my favorite Decepticon for the same reasons. The silent type that is a beast in combat, and is fiercely loyal to Megatron will always be cool to me. As for the other Decepticons, the way I would describe them has changed just a bit.

Megatron: I hate him in the way you are supposed to hate a villain. I think he's a really cool character and I enjoy seeing him on screen and seeing what evil deed he'll craft next.👀

Starscream: I used to really hate Starscream. But now his pathetic, sniveling, and cowardly behavior is more funny to me than anything. And its always funny/satisfying to watch him backstab Megatron and throw a wrench in his plans over and over XDD

Knock out: Knockouts incredibly vain and Egocentric personality is really getting on my nerves this second time around. He annoys me whenever he's on screen and keeps making me think that Breakdown was more deserving of life and a redemption arc than K.O. As I close in on the episode where he becomes an Autobot, I highly doubt there will be any satisfying character development that makes his switch from Con to Bot believable. I will surly post a rant about him sometime soon and maybe completely overhaul his character for my AU. 🙄

Shockwave: I've only seen a few episodes with him so far. But I really like him. A hulking scientist that can absolutely flatten you on the battle field. Cold, alien, calculated, unfeeling, shows no mercy or fear.. he's pretty cool to me XDD

Airachnid: I hate her but not in a fun way like Megatron. She's just an annoying villain with an annoying personality that keeps getting away when she really shouldn't have. 🙄

Predaking: Only seen this guy for a few episodes too. And I haven't gotten to the ones where he talks yet. But I don't like him much already. The stakes already felt high and realistic enough. But then you add a reincarnated overpowered cybertronian dragon thing into the mix? Just made it feel more fantastical and like there's too much going on at once. Not really a fan of him so far. <:/

Dreadwing and Skyquake: The ending these two had made me very sad. Skyquake dying in his debut episode and then having his death/body striped of all its honor by being resurrected and used as a weapon.. Only for him to mindlessly wander the shadow realm for eternity.. I can only hope he became one with the allspark and has no connection to his body..

Then Dreadwing.. The pain he must have felt when he learned of what Starscream did to Skyquake.. and he didn't even get the chance to avenge his brother.. I really hope they're both at peace together with the allspark.

I really liked the two of them, and think they were very well written and interesting characters. I will definitely be writing them into my AU and give them a happy ending where they can be reunited.💚💙

Breakdown: I really, really liked him and think it was horrible writing to kill him off after his encounter with Silas and Bulkhead. Like seriously, what happened in the writing room for this character? They couldn't have hammered it into our heads any harder that Breakdown was setting up to switch to Autobot. I went back through that episode (Season 1, Episode 16) and took some dialogue just to showcase what I mean.

First of all, we have what Megatron said after he is notified that Breakdown was captured by Silas. "If Breakdown allowed himself to be captured by those smaller than him, weaker than him. He deserves whatever fate awaits him."

This shows the viewer that Megatron sees Breakdown as weak for being captured by humans, and thus deems him useless.

Then we hear what Breakdown says when Silas comments about Breakdown being too valuable to let go. "Haha! Megatron will never pay a ransom!" His laughter and this comment shows the viewer that Breakdown believes Megatron will not negotiate with the humans and will simply eradicate the humans in order to rescue him.

These two things showed the viewer that Breakdown thinks Megatron values him and will rescue him, when in reality Megatron absolutely does not value him and has no intentions to rescue him.

Then later on with the bots we get these lines:

Bulkhead: "Mech can melt him down for all I care, let the cons rescue their own!"

Optimus: "It is unlikely that Megatron would bother with an arrand of mercy."

Arcee: "Okay, but this is breakdown we're talking about"

Optimus: "Sometimes we must rise above ourselves for the greater good."

Bulkhead: "Oh what's that supposed to mean!? Breakdowns gonna go all soft and join the cause??"

Optimus: "While it is unlikely any Decepticon will choose the path of good, even they posses the potential for change."

THIS, implies/hammers it SO HARD into the viewers brain that not only is it likely that a Decepticon WILL change, because Optimus believes they all have the ability to do so. But that BREAKDOWN SPECIFICALLY might change after they save him.

After this, we have this interaction between Silas and Breakdown after the Autobots were supposedly blown up.

Silas: "Enjoying the view? Ironically your would be rescuers may be in more pieces than you right now."

Breakdown: "Decepticons don't break that easy!!"

Silas: "Who said they were decepticons?"

Breakdown: "That doesn't make sense. Autobots wouldn't come to rescue me."

This shows the viewer two things. That Breakdown really believes the cons will rescue him, and he doesn't believe the bots would save him for any reason.. But then Bulkhead shows up.

Bulkhead: "It must be your lucky day"

Breakdown: "w...what are you doing..?"

Bulkhead: "Getting you outa here. Yeah, I don't believe it either."

Bulkhead: "Can you walk."

Breakdown: "I.. I think so"

(Alarm starts blaring)

Bulkhead: "Can you run?"

Breakdown transforms his hand into a hammer: "Never run when you can fight"

Bulkhead: "Just keep that thing pointed away from me, alright?"

Breakdown then pauses and kind'a looks at his hammer as Bulkhead moves forward. Eventually following after him.

Later in the fight against Silas, Bulkhead was weakened and fell. Breakdown rushed in to push him out of the way of the helicopter firing the laser. They look at each other, both kind'a surprised by what Breakdown just did.

Later, we then we get this interaction with Starscream.

Starscream: "Consulting with the enemy, Breakdown?"

Breakdown: "Bulkhead got me out of there!"

Starscream: "Many sparkfelt thanks, Autobot. Now destroy him."

Breakdown and Bulkhead look at each other. Both look shocked and hesitate to do anything.

Breakdown: "But y-"

Starscream: "Do you plan on joining their ranks anytime soon? No?? Then be done with it already!"

Breakdown hesitates for several more seconds. "Tough break Bulkhead, maybe in the next life." And then attacks him.

This, once again, was hammering home that Breakdown very likely was going to become an Autobot. He fought alongside Bulkhead and protected him when he didn't have to. And when he was told to destroy Bulkhead, he seriously hesitated and tried to argue with Starscream about it. Before giving in..

Then finally, he have the most damning evidence of all. After Breakdown and Sarscream escape the scene and meet up later on down the road. They have this interaction.

Starscream: "One day you will repay your debt to me Breakdown, the day it comes time to choose sides."

Breakdown: "Uh.. between bots and cons?"

Starscream: "Between myself, and Megatron!"

Breakdown: "...."

Starscream: "Incidentally I suggest that Megatron never know of this rescue. You do want him to think you overcame the puny humans on your own.. don't you."

THIS, interaction is the cherry on top. Starscream implied that if Breakdown wants to go back to the cons, he better make himself look useful and say he got free of the humans himself. This shows Breakdown that Megatron didn't actually send anyone to rescue him. Megatron does not care. So his view of Megatron and the deceptions as a whole was changed with this interaction.

THEN you have the fact that Bulkhead saved him. He doesn't understand why, but no doubt this changed his view of the Autobots and Bulkhead entirely. With their limited resources, they still went out of their way to try and rescue a Decepticon. No doubt the Bots are looking much more merciful and kind than he may have originally thought..

And lastly, us as the viewer get what Breakdown said. "Uh.. between bots and cons?" LITERALLY. This question makes the VIEWER AND BREAKDOWN consider that choice! Why else would they have Breakdown AUDIBLY QUESTION which side he should be on if it wasn't implying that he would later change???

I think it was just garbage writing to kill off Breakdown the way they did. They made an entire episode that basically spelt in big bold letters "Decepticons have the ability to change, and Breakdown is going to choose to become and Autobot." They could not have made that message to the viewers and to BREAKDOWN any more clear if they TRIED.

So basically. I really liked Breakdown and the direction his character was going. And I absolutely hate what the show did to him.

@narrator-girlart (Referencing this post)

Ah sorry, that was just a paid drawing request. I'm not actually apart of the fandom <:/

But I mean hey, I plan to reopen requests soon, maybe you could place an order for me to draw more XDD

@fancymussmuss

Aww that sounds really sweet! :) Any opportunity for Ratchet to bond with the kids and learn more about human culture is a win for me! :DD

@ilobewallmark

Thank you! :DD And I plan to! :))) And after I finish watching the show and make simpler redesigns for the bots, I imagine I'll draw them even more! :))))

@sussyhahag

(I wont show the artwork because it is not mine to share, but the text next to Miku said: "I KNOW THINGS ARE HARD RIGHT NOW, BUT IM SO PROUD OF YOU FOR MAKING IT THIS FAR! LETS KEEP DOING OUR BEST, OK?💙")

Aw <:))) Thank you! Does this mean Miku will bring me ibuprofen and cold water? 🥺

@beryl-shade

From the picture, it looks to be a beautiful lake! :00 I'm sure my OCs would think its beautiful too! :))

@knifecatss

SCREAMSSS THANLYUUU!!! :DDDD 💞💞💞💞

Oooo I might have to look into that :00 tho I don't think I'll make my holoforms bleed <XD I cant find a way to make that make sense..

..Well, maybe if the bots main body is injured, that injury will be shown on their holoform as a glitch or tear in their bodies. But idk if you can injure the holoform itself 😅

Woof. Thank you so much for the information! This really helped me make up my mind.

Its sounds like Rescue bots is a show I'd be willing to give a shot someday. Just for its lightheartedness alone tbh. At first I thought I wouldn't like a kiddie transformers show, but as I transition into season 3 of TFP I find myself missing season 1 and the lower stakes/day-in-the-life-of vibe it used to have. But I would be sure to just 100% disconnect it from TFP.

As for Robots in disguise, I think I'm bagging that show entirely. Bumblebee and the others acting way out of character, stupid/non threatening Decepticons, the main cast never learning or developing their character, it just sounds like it would be SO frustrating for me to watch. I can imagine I'd be ranting the whole time and rolling my eyes at Bee. So I won't be trying that show anytime soon.😔

@beryl-shade

I can imagine they'd be be in awe of the car factory. Maybe slightly disturbed..? Maybe it'd feel uncanny to see cars be assembled like that..

As for the DMV, half of the cars wouldn't pass inspection XDDD

@littlelightfish

He's probably chowing down on some good food and listening to the bigger cookies tell stories! :)))

@heaventhehedgi3

I actually don't remember him <:(( I don't think I've ever seen that movie before.. 😔

I've actually drawn Sherlock Gnomes and Watson before! :0 It was a long time ago tho 😅

[the-most-humble-blog]

The Predator’s Size Reveal: My WTF Moment as a Kid

When My Kid Brain Realized the Yautja Is a Walking, Hulking “Holy S--t!”

Alright, let me set the stage for you. I was just a kid when I first watched Predator, sitting way too close to the TV, probably eating something I wasn’t supposed to. The movie had me hooked from the jump: explosions, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Jesse Ventura chewing scenery (and probably tobacco), and this mysterious alien stalking them like it had beef with their entire gene pool.

But then the climax hit. And I saw it. The Predator. The full Predator. And let me tell you, my brain short-circuited.

My Reaction: “WAIT. HOLD UP. THIS THING IS HOW BIG?!”

1. They Didn’t Warn Me About This

For most of the movie, the Predator was just... there.

It was cloaked, hiding in trees, making creepy-ass clicking noises. You didn’t think about its size because it didn’t need size. It was scary enough as a shadow.

Every time it killed someone, it was quick and surgical. Boom—someone’s gone. No need for brute force.

And then, just when I thought I had the Predator figured out, it dropped its weapons, took off its mask, and stood up. And all I could say was, “WTF.”

2. The WTF Realization

You know that feeling when something goes from scary to “oh, we’re all doomed”? That was me.

The Cloaking Lies: This thing had been sneaking around the jungle like a ghost, and suddenly it’s towering over Arnold like a damn tree.

Arnold Looks Tiny: Let’s be real—when you make Arnold Schwarzenegger look small, you’re not just big. You’re stupid big.

The Mask Drop: I was already freaked out by the size, but then the Predator’s face entered the chat, and I was done. Those mandibles? That growl? NOPE.

WTF?: “How the hell did this thing fit in the trees? Was it doing yoga up there?”

3. Why It Was So Effective

Even now, as a grown adult with bills and existential crises, that size reveal still sticks with me. Why? Because the movie played me like a fiddle.

It Hid the Truth: For 90% of the movie, the Predator is more of an idea than a physical thing. It’s all about fear, stealth, and mystery.

The Payoff Was Huge (Literally): By holding back its size until the end, the movie made the reveal hit like a brick to the face.

4. My Inner Monologue: A Play-by-Play

Watching that final battle felt like running through the stages of grief—but with extra WTF energy.

Denial: “Nah, it’s not that big. The angle’s just weird.”

Anger: “WHY DIDN’T THEY WARN US ABOUT THIS?!”

Bargaining: “Maybe Arnold can still win, right? Right?!”

Acceptance: “Okay, we’re all screwed.”

Kid Thought: This thing could bench-press Arnold and the entire squad without breaking a sweat. And here I was, barely able to carry my school backpack.

5. The Real WTF Moment

Here’s the part that really messed me up:

The Predator wasn’t just a brute. It was smart. Like, scary smart.

It dropped its weapons and went hand-to-hand with Arnold, as if to say, “I don’t just kill—I dominate.”

Kid Logic: “Wait, so it’s huge and it knows kung fu? Who signed me up for this nightmare?!”

6. Why This Moment Stuck With Me

Years later, I’ve watched a lot of monster movies, but Predator still holds up. And it’s not just because of the size reveal—it’s because of the way it’s delivered.

The Build-Up: You spend the whole movie fearing what you can’t see.

The Payoff: When you finally see it, it’s bigger, badder, and more terrifying than you imagined.

I Wasn’t Ready

Let me be clear: when I watched Predator for the first time, I wasn’t ready. The Yautja’s size, its intelligence, and that final showdown completely blindsided me. And even now, every time I rewatch it, I feel like that same kid, sitting too close to the TV, whispering, “WTF.”

So, if you’ve ever felt the same way—like the Predator just punked you with its sheer size and power—you’re not alone. It’s not just a movie moment. It’s a WTF moment.

Still reeling from the Predator’s WTF size reveal? Follow The Most Humble Blog for more unapologetic movie takes and hilariously sharp nostalgia dives.

[mx-pastelwriting]

Unreleased | Sex Tape Part 2

BRUCE BANNER X GN! READER

SUMMARY: Theres a rumor going around you and Bruce have a sex tape. WARNINGS/TAGS: Mention of Smut, Sex Tape, Rumors, Snooping, The Avengers watch your Sex Tape

A/N: Thank you so much to @ya-boi-v for the comment idea that furthered this kinktober prompt! (Love the username btw)

PART 1

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Bruce's soft lips mixed against yours while standing between your legs while sitting on his lab desk. Feeling as his hands grabbed at every inch of skin, needing every bit of you. As your hands traveled down, Bruce resisted breaking the heated moment. "I have a meeting in a few minutes," he says, catching his breath while looking around him.

Watching as he patted his pockets, then looking at you, "Have you seen my phone?" He asks. "No, are you sure you had it with you?" You ask, but he doesn't respond, only taking off out of the lab looking worried.

Following his hurried path leading you into the cafeteria with laughs that only got louder entering, seeing as Bruce stopped in front of the rest of the Avengers and some others who looked down at a phone laughed and looked shocked. Then noticing you both.

"Here's the cameraman himself," Tony says, making the rest look up, eyes popping out of their heads, watching as they quickly put down the phone, only hearing what was playing before powering off. A familiar cry of Bruce's name.

Feeling as your face burned, connecting the dots, your sex tape. They were watching your sex tape.

"Look, Bruce, we're sorry, Tony had said-" Bruce interrupted Steve as he tried to put a hand on Bruce's shoulder. "So because of what Tony said, you thought you'd look through my phone!" He says loudly, echoing off the cafeteria walls, making everyone go quiet.

"No. We're sorry," Steve says again. "You're sorry for watching our intimate moment! Embarrassing them, showing it to everyone here!" He snaps, his shouts louder, with his skin slowly turning green as he defends you.

Some looked to you to give him comfort, but you did nothing while watching as they scrabbled to stop the big guy from destroying the place. Turning to walk out feeling like shit, with a little part of you feeling protected from Bruce's words.

Hearing as Hulk yelled from the other side of the door, feeling good as you gave them a different kind of 'fuck you' than the one they had seen a few minutes ago for them to deal with.

Hello, I hope you enjoyed if there is any grammar mistakes or misspellings sorry about that feel free to let me know in the comments, have a great day/afternoon/night!

♥ mx-pastelwriting does not consent to their fanfiction being copied, copied & credited, translated, used in videos and/or audios, screenshotted, used in AI.

Fanfiction is protected under copyright law when plagiarism is involved. If you plagiarize my work, either a piece or whole in any language, I will take legal action. Inspiration or the same idea does NOT apply to this, only word-for-word plagiarism in any language.

Part 1 Taglist: @k3nmakyan @delusional-13s-blog @memphiscity69 @xo-c0nnie @scryi @zoexme Here's part 2!

[madaman0]

Can we see a half shifted or fully shifted monster Tom design from you?

sure.

His half Monster form's pretty standard. I always liked the typical fanon look, so that's basically the same. You can see a few older sketches of him throughout my blog.

His full Monster form's different. I'm not a big fan of Monster Tom's canon design, but I try to keep myself at least a bit within its scope. This big hulking body, these big arms. He reminds me a lot of a bear. Here I leaned more into a dinosaur look, but that's just because I really like dinosaurs. He alternates between walking on his hind legs and all fours.

[lirhyapetitpain]

Did you know that MCU Sam is canonically ADHD? Now you know. This (MCU canon) book was written by Peter David btw, the writer who introduced mental illnesses and neuroatypies into the Hulk lore so he knows what he's doing.

(and while it's not canonically said, it's safe to assume he's also autistic given his behaviors before and after his mutation)

It's probably why I have so much affection with MCU Sam and feel closer to him than I am to comics Sam, because I'm autistic/ADHD and I behave exactly like Sam, let it be before or after his mutation.

And that's why Bruce and Betty's annoyance around him always pain me. It's understandable, of course, they're here because they're hopeless and suffering and they have better thing to do than seeing a guy feeling so enthousiast for what you suffer from so their reaction is perfectly legit. But I'm used to have people reacting the exact same way when I show as much enthousiasm as Sam (and unlike him I'm actually harmless and getting excited over silly fictional things) so it kind of hurt anyway haha People praise me because I was able to "predit" a lot of stuff MCU Sam did but really all I did was wondering what I'd do if I was in his shoes and I know I'd do the same. I'm talking about neurodivergences here but really, MCU Sam is also a very good and strong metaphor for disabilities. I'm not gonna say more about that matter here 'cause I'm working on a blog post for that but anyway. I love him, in him I see myself and my own life, that's the point lol After all, my life changed forever through a single bad day 16 years ago too.

[demon64]

So... thinking of another SMT/Marvel/DMC crossover. It's mostly the same as previous posts in some ways, but I kinda want to add Hellion. I like Hellion, I think he's cool. And I got some ideas, as I have been watching Sobata92's SMT IV Apocalypse livestreams. Mostly from Toki, what with her learning to be more "human" kinda reminds of Laura/X-23 in some ways. I also got the idea of Dagda, or probably some other demon, offering a close to dead Hellion a chance at returning. I almost feel like if given the chance, Hellion would take the offer, if just to save everyone he could. Kinda like Nanashi trying to save Asahi.

Just going back through some ideas, going for a mix of ideas semi-related to Nocturne, Apocalypse, and Vengeance. I would still have Laura Kinney and Robbie Reyes would run with Nero and the rest of the DMC crew. I still kinda want to go with the idea of Kyrie potentially being a Panagia, a Goddess of Creation. Hulk and Demi-Fiend I still want to meet and/or have a connection. I might still have Lucifer and Loki have a wager, over who's chosen Nahobino becomes the next Creator. I'm thinking a being a great power sorta followed Dagda, or had the same idea, and is looking to make a deal with the people of this other world. Zarathos could be a strong Fiend, maybe potentially the strongest, and is bonded to humans because to keep him under control. Thor becomes a Nahobino, his Knowledge being Eric Masterson. Adam Warlock maybe being more a person that is meant to help enforce the Mandala System.

I also had this idea: adding Wither/Kevin Ford, who has learned how to control his powers a bit more, alongside learning how to use magic. I will admit I did not completely come up with this idea myself. Think I saw it on someone else's blog, kinda forget who's at the moment. Really, really sorry about that. I don't feel like make Wither into a Nahobino for this crossover idea, even though the idea has crossed my mind. Something about the idea does not fully appeal to me.

[taryn40k]

It occurs to me now that we might need some kind of Intro post given how many OCs are now living on the Titan's Requiem! XD

So have at thee!

WELCOME! :D

This is a rp/story blog following THIS GUY!

Pulled from his hive on accident and chucked into the Lord Inquisitor's warband, Taryn has been trying to keep his powers a secret! (with varying degrees of success)

The rest of the cast and the tag list of the story arcs are under the cut! :D

Other figures of interest are :

Taryn's boss, a cunning old man who doesn't hesitate to go out and hunt his preys with his warband.

Sam is the local Catachan, and he might have a problem with authority, but he is deathly loyal when it counts!

This blog also features a lot of my friends' OCs, that I draw and play with with their blessing! :D Here are @hands-of-fate-ocs 's delightful blorbos!

Another contributor who raises the general aura of the place just by showing up, @techpirate1!

And the ship wouldn't be the same without @girugin and @ember-menia's characters! :D

Now, we might have a xeno infestation problem. Yes, just one Xeno. Yes, he is also a Commissar, but he is undercover and he does his job well! It's @commissar-lequin's boy! (And the grey knights are mine! :D)

To note : This whole story is happening in @lazywriter-artist's world, technically called Emps Gets Yassified (I promise it's absolutely worth checking out! XD We have warp Bunnies thanks to him!)

You may find the different arcs we've been through already with these tags :

#Halo Device Arc (Taryn ends up with a Halo device :D)

#Harlequin Performance Arc (A midnight visit from Lequin's troupe!)

#Warp Wandering Arc (Entering the warp, direction Terra!)

#Perfect Rust Arc (Exploring a space hulk in the warp and bringing strays home! :D)

#Golden Sol Arc (Ongoing)

#Deathwatch Daycare is a side AU where I throw an Emperor's Children neophyte at a bunch of other neophytes from other legions! :D

Unfortunately, I don't know how to make posts appear chronologically, so uh... It's also a bit of a puzzle for your brain! XD Hope you enjoy anyways! :D

(Edit : Thanks to some harlequin magic, it is now in chronological order!)

My ask box is always open if you need it! :D

[stevetonyweekly]

SteveTony Weekly - October 13 - Week 41

Happy weekend, friends! I haven’t read much this week because work has been super busy and I’ve been reading client books. BUT! I have some fun recs for you today and some other news. 

If you’ve been in the Marvel or Stevetony fandom for any length of time, you’ve probably heard of @marveltrumpshate a fandom charity auction that takes place every October for the past several years. (If you haven’t, omgosh, go check it out!!) ANYWAY--this year, the rec blog is getting in on the action, and you can bid to win 12 curated rec lists--any tropes, best of, holiday centric, whatever--from yours truly. You can find more info about the auction and the Stevetony Weekly listing HERE. It’s preview week, but I’ll give y’all a heads up when the auction goes live and of course, feel free to send an ask to inbox, if you have questions! 

Ok, now the recs! 

~

For You by viklikesfic (v_angelique)

Tony Stark is one of the earlier adopters of KinkTok, just as he was for Kinstagram, Fetlife, Grindr, and Kinkspace back in the day. It’s practically part of his job, as one of the most high-profile submissives in the country.

Steve pauses as he watches several loops through the same brief clip of Tony just slowly licking his lips and then letting his mouth fall open as he head tips back ever so slightly. #heydaddy #herewaiting the captions read, with a devil emoji.

the street finds its own uses by hollyandvice (hiasobi_writes) 

When Tony's syncmate implant (and no, Rhodey, it's not a soulmate implant, no matter what pop culture calls it) starts emitting signals five years after it was implanted, Tony thinks he can ignore it. He's wrong.

Tony Learns Something New by RiotFalling

In which Tony finds out that his tiny artist boyfriend is not a nice boy. In the best possible way.

Dragon Choices by tsukinofaerii

When a childhood accident leaves Tony with a remarkable ability to hear dragons, he finds out that on Pern, the dragon chooses. Whether it comes to being a dragonrider or becoming Weyrwomanleader, he has a bumpy flight ahead.

The Good or Bad Thing by petreparkour 

“It’s the metal suit,” Thor informed Steve, his normally-booming voice tinny over the SHIELD comms. “What did Stark call it—Iron Man?”

“But he’s down here,” Steve protested as the Hulk roared in Stark’s face, startling him into waking with a shout. “How could—”

“It’s damaged,” Thor reported. “But it looks different. More advanced. And he—ah. He’s carrying you, Captain.”

“Please tell me nobody kissed me,” Stark breathed out, and then Stark’s voice suddenly came over the comms, but the man lying next to him hadn’t moved.

“Guys, come on, you’re killing me here. What is it, 2012? God, I hate time travel. First, I'm fighting Thanos. Now, I have to deal with my past self and Thor's bad haircut? Oh my God, Cap, yes I hacked their comms, they’re my comms.”

Steve nearly opened his mouth to protest that he hadn’t said anything when he realized that this replica of Tony Stark wasn’t speaking to him.

[viiviidlights]

Overblot Theatre - The Maiden from Afar

Word Count: 2,916

This is to pair with (and serve as sort of the resolution to) the overblot event I'm currently running on my roleplay blog (@night-raven-miscellany).

It's much like my prev twst drabble (re: the Riddle Overblot Scene One) and is based around the exact same headcanons for that, just... slightly different, hehehe.

Anyways... um... enjoy, I suppose?

When Yuna awoke, she found herself inside of the strange, monochromatic theatre once more.

No one had seemed to understand her the very first time she shared her experiences about the place, and she had accepted that perhaps this was her own little mind palace of sorts - one where she could obtain a deeper understanding of her peers, despite not remembering a single thing she had heard or witnessed of their stories, save for a few small details.

"Huh…" She mused aloud to herself. "Wonder who I'm gonna get to see this time… considering the circumstances, of course…"

Even though she hadn't entirely been herself through the whole thing, she was fully aware that she had somehow accomplished the necessary requirements needed for one to overblot. She still wasn't certain as to how she accumulated blot, or even wound up unleashing it in the first place, but oh boy. She knew she had overblotted all too well.

The screening room at the end of the hall, she noted, was different, too. The last few times she had been here, there was always some kind of "movie" playing, and the audio could be heard from a ways away. There was typically some manner of light escaping the room as well. But this time, there was neither light nor sound coming from the screening room, which filled Yuna with an odd sense of dread.

She sighed, and decided she was to observe her surroundings this time around. Usually, the theatre had been clean. Pristine, even, with minimal clutter or decor aside from posters that decorated the lobby, depicting scenes from times far gone. But this time, the lobby was dripping with a liquid that Yuna assumed was ink, but the greyscale look of everything made it hard to tell.

Additonally, broken mirrors and roses that had been stripped of their petals lined the walls and floors, making Yuna feel as though she had perhaps wandered into a dungeon of a video game instead of what she was generally familiar with.

She took a deep breath, attempting to mentally prepare herself to enter the room, and as she did, the familiar sight of empty velvet seats all around gave her an odd relief.

Until she noticed the sole occupant of the room.

It was a massive, hulking thing, with gnarled horns that twisted like brambles, and claws that could have easily crushed her skull with one wrong move. It had a head that resembled a broken vial, and from the cracks on it leaked the same dark, inky substance she saw in the lobby. A cape was wrapped around it like a blanket, like a child who was afraid of monsters in the dark.

A phantom. Her phantom.

"Why…?" It groaned as she entered, hesitantly taking a seat beside it. "Why wouldn't you let me protect us?"

Yuna wasn't sure how to answer the question posed. She thought for a minute, wondering just why she allowed herself to return to her senses.

"Well… for starters, I didn't want to die," she chuckled, which earned her a low huff of disapproval from the phantom. She cleared her throat awkwardly before she continued.

"That… and… I was wrong."

The phantom tilted its large, bulky head in confusion.

"About what? As far as I'm concerned, we were entirely justified in our anger…"

"Yes, but…" Yuna contemplated. "…We were totally acting like a child. And we took our anger out on people who didn't deserve it."

Yuna flinched as the phantom raised its hands in anger, but it seemed to notice this, and recoiled.

"But… they did! It was their fault we were so angry!!! Minerva betrayed us, and the others? Well… they didn't even think to check in on us when it all happened!

"We never gave them the chance to, though," Yuna began to point out, but she was interrupted by the phantom.

*"But what about all the times before that? Even then, nobody seemed to come and ask us if we were okay?"

"And again, I say, we never really gave anyone the chance to. We just… cut ourselves off from the world for a bit before returning like nothing happened."

"Well," The phantom had to consider for a moment some other way of arguing with Yuna. "Well… what about the fact that they were always better than you? Or the fact that some of them would only come to you with ulterior motives?"

Yuna had to concede the first point, at least.

She was always lesser than her peers. Even before coming to Twisted Wonderland, she had been seen as lower than the people she had in her company. She was completely average in her appearance and her grades were only a bit above average. She had absolutely no magic to speak of, though, and was less than able to hold her own in a fight for the longest time, always having to rely on others to help her.

She was, to put it plainly, a total nobody.

The film began rolling on the screen as she thought.

-

"Yuna? Is she a student here?" A student asked, meaning no harm, but to hear the question alone stung Yuna deeply.

"I've heard she's the plain girl that hangs around Wilomena and Minerva all the time." Another student replied with a shrug. The word 'plain' was so innocuous, but it had always bothered Yuna to hear it in reference to herself.

"Really? Those two? But they're like… so popular!"

"*I know, right? Why either of them would keep her around is a total mystery… she just kind of keeps to herself and doesn't talk to anyone! It's totally creepy, if I'm being honest. Not to mention the fact that she doesn't even really have anything going for her, either. Compared to Wilomena, she's totally average in terms of her grades,"

"And what about Minerva?" The oblivious student asked, once again innocently, but in a way that made Yuna squirm.

"Psh- It's no contest in the least! I wouldn't be surprised if Minerva just kept her around to make herself look better, to be honest."

Yuna cleared her throat as she tried to interrupt the conversation.

"Um… excuse me," She stammered, trying to get her classmates' attention. "That's not a very nice thing to say about someone…"

The student who had been insulting her scoffed and shook his head.

"It's true, though," He said, throwing his hands up in a 'whatever' sort of gesture. "No one says it out loud, but everyone thinks it. If you saw her, you'd probably agree, too."

Yuna was shocked, and raised a finger to protest, stammering, but the two students just looked at each other, the one rolling his eyes.

"Whatever… Let's get out of here. I'm not gonna let myself get policed by some total nobody."

Nobody.

That was the word perpetually affixed to her identity.

It wasn't the first time she had run in with the gossips of her school, nor was it the first time she had been blatantly insulted to her face.

Amongst her peers, she was no one, not even a blip on their radars. Always left in the background, the shadows, even when she was there.

Even with her friends, she was left in the dark. She was a mere rumor, a concept, even, that only existed to make them shine brighter than they already were.

She was… Nothing.

"See?" The phantom said. "You never had a place among anyone… not here, not there, not ever…"

"But I-"

"We weren't even someone to our own family, Yuna."

The film reel began rolling again, not even giving Yuna a chance to speak.

-

When Yuna was younger, her family was… perfect. The most heartwarming idyllic scene one could imagine was what her childhood was like - playing piano with her father, watching silly princess movies with her mom, chatting around in the kitchen like nothing was ever wrong in the world. She loved her parents, and her parents loved her. And that was the end of it.

About six years, ago, though, shortly after Yuna had turned 10, was when everything changed.

"I feel like you don't even care about us anymore, Mat! All you ever do anymore is come home from work, eat dinner, and go to sleep! What about me? What about Yuna? She misses you so much, you know?"

"*I can't do this, Isabelle. Not again. I told you, I can't control the workload I've been given and I've told you we shouldn't be arguing while Yuna's still awake."

"You can't do this again, Yamato? What about me? Do you think I want to be arguing with you like this, night after night, and not reaching any kind of resolution?"

"I'm sorry, Isa. Really. But this just isn't something I can keep doing. I can't just quit my job to make myself magically more available, and I can't just magically fix everything up."

"I understand that, Mat… but that's why I've realized that maybe this isn't working out anymore. I can't keep myself together anymore… The only reason I keep doing this is because of Yu…"

"I know, Isa."

"I think it's time we finally wrapped things up."

"I'm sorry, Isa."

Her parents had split apart and her father moved out. Something about work-family conflicts and falling out of love.

It hurt Yuna, sure, but she knew her parents still loved her. She was able to visit her father as often as she could (which was rarely, if ever), and her mother was still kind and understanding. She just felt… sad.

It wasn't until that man moved in with her mother that she started feeling lost in her own home on top of everything else.

"Yuna, darling, I love you, but you need to get over yourself. It's been six years since your dad moved out and a year since Robbie moved in. I've moved on and you need to as well…" Her mom sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose as Yuna mopped a mess on the floor left behind by her so-called 'step-father'. "For everyone's sake."

"I've perfectly well accepted that dad has left us," Yuna grumbled. "But the last thing I'm gonna accept is that that asshole is my new dad. Haven't you seen how he treats us? How he treats me? We're nothing more than a moneybag to him!"

"Do NOT call your stepfather an asshole, Yuna," Her mother scolded. "He's doing his best, even if he doesn't always show it in the best ways most of the time… And I'm trying my best, too. I don't want us to be fighting like this all the time."

"Clearly you aren't doing enough!" Yuna snapped. "Day in and day out, he just lazes about watching his stupid games and makes us do all the work, practically forbidding us from setting foot outside the house unless we have work or school.

"*He just wants to make sure we stay safe and happy, Yu-"

"Safe and happy, my ass! You saw how he threw that bottle on the ground earlier when I told him that I didn't want to just come home and do nothing all the time. That I wanted to perform in the school recital? Shouldn't a dad be supportive of my interests and not be throwing shit around recklessly if he wants me to be 'safe and happy'?"

"Don't talk back to me like that, Yuna-"

"Honestly, I'd rather be dead than have to consider him my dad and have him consider me his daughter…" Yuna began.

"Yuna, I suggest you stop while you're ahead." Her mother warned.

"And since you seem so dead-set on making that happen," Yuna sneered "I guess you want that, too."

Yuna was not one for cruel words very often, and when she said that, she gasped, covering her own mouth.

"I- that's not…"

"How dare you speak to me that way, young lady!" Her mother cried, tears brimming at her eyes. "*Did I fail you, somehow? Did I raise you to be so disrespectful?"

"No, mom, it's just-"

"*Because I have no idea where you would ever get such ideas in your head! You've changed so much recently… it's like I don't even know my own daughter anymore!"

Yuna deeply regretted her words, now, but it seemed she had only dug herself a hole and could only go deeper from here.

"…Well maybe you never did, then. Because clearly, you don't know me anymore… Not in the least."

"You have no idea what you're talking about! I've raised you since you were small to be kind and understanding and compassionate! Not… not whatever this is!" Her mother gestured at Yuna, who in turn dropped the mop she had been holding.

"I hate you." Yuna spat, suddenly unable to keep her thoughts from spilling out now, as the hole kept growing deeper. "I wish I went with dad instead. Sure, he wouldn't be home very often, but at least he'd value me over some asshole like Robert."

"I- you-" Yuna's mother sputtered, unable to properly formulate a response to her own daughter. "Go to your room, Yuna… I'll finish cleaning this up. Just get out of my sight, right now."

Yuna had run away the next morning.

The last words she had said to her mother were about how much she hated her, but that couldn't have been further from the truth. She missed her mom… she missed her mom so much. She wanted nothing more than to go back home, even if it meant having to deal with a scumbag for her stepfather for the next few years until she could move out.

-

"I… "

"And then, we came here." The phantom said, gesturing around the empty screening room. "For once in our life, we were so close to thinking we were someone, even when we started out with nothing! No money, no magic, no reputation. We thought we had made friends, but everyone, and I mean EVERYONE wanted something from us! We were nothing more than a pawn in someone else's game. You liked it, at first. We were someone to them. We could help them. We could become someone through all of these meaningless tasks!"

"But…?" Yuna asked, wincing at the phantom's- no, her own brutal honesty.

"But we were wrong. No one here cared about us! No one there did, either! We spent our whole LIFE hearing about how everyone should be loved, how everyone DESERVES to be loved. But not once did we ever feel that way when we got older…"

Yuna remained silent, and let the phantom continue to speak.

"It makes sense, though. We- no… I deserve it. Because who could ever want to love a beast- a totally awkward, good-for-nothing, magicless nobody like me?"

"My name is Yuna Sid. I am a nobody. My name will not be written in any history books. I will not be remembered fondly, if I am even remembered at all. I am nothing and no one. And that is my legacy."

It was the phantom's turn to fall silent, massive pools of ink dripping down its face like wet tears as it cried.

Yuna was crying, too. This was her, after all; it was her deepest thoughts, her deepest fears and insecurities made manifest. How could she not feel just as hurt and upset as the phantom did?

She leaned against the monster, but looked away from it and the screen in front of the two of them.

"It hurts so much," She choked, "And it isn't fair to us at all…"

She grabbed the phantom's hand and wrapped it around her shoulders, like a comforting blanket.

"But… we were wrong. There are still people out there who care about us… we aren't a nobody."

The phantom sniffled, tilting its head in confusion.

"Like… to the guys in Heartslabyul, who had no reason to give a shit about us, but would lay down their lives to save us. Or the ghosts in Ramshackle," she continued. "Or Grim."

The phantom began to let out a soft sizzling sound.

"Or the guys that overblotted before us, who we managed to become sort of friends with after we gave them a chance to be understood," Yuna wiped at her eyes. "The countless staff members and students who have come to our help with studying and learning about this crazy, stupid, magical world."

A dark mist began to fill the air as the scent of roses wafted throughout the screening room.

"And, of course, what about the people who came out to save us in the first place? Those daring trespassers who risked life and limb to make sure we would be okay…?"

The phantom let out a soft chuckle as it embraced Yuna.

"I do suppose you're right…" It said, its body slowly fading into nothingness. "Maybe we do mean something…"

Yuna sniffled as she returned the embrace, her own thoughts slowly becoming in tune with those of the phantom.

"I'm sorry." It said, as the last of its physical form dissipated into nothing as the screen slowly went dark.

Yuna held back a sob as she grabbed the remainder of the phantom's presence in her arms- a cape, torn nearly to shreds, the faint scent of roses lingering about the crimson fabric.

"…Thank you." Was all she said, as she carried the cape out of the room, ready to return to the waking world.

[lesbianspeedy]

Oooh what's orphan black? 👀

a part of me is worried that with the general. everything. of my blog that you're thinking im about to recommend a sick comic series, but im gonna hope you wont be disappointed when thats not what i do. though technically it does have some comics, shoutout to the 3 people other than me that have read them

Orphan Black is a show that begun airing a decade ago in 2013, it had 5 seasons, with 50 episodes overall! it's a sci-fi (technically listed as a thriller but. idk about that) show about human cloning and well, the ethics of science and human intervention.

Starring Tatiana Maslany (currently more known as she-hulk in the mcu) as, by the end of the show, about 8 different full time clones, with a few one-offs for good measure. each with their own personality, history, mannerisms, accent, look, and relationship dynamics. Tatiana's acting in this show is a genuine masterclass, you will forget and have to remind yourself she is playing all four characters in a scene you're watching constantly. how does she have chemistry with herself. what is happening

on a wider scale the show is about nature vs nuture, family and man's interference in human evolution, and also gay people. a lot of gay people. i dont really know how to get further into it because its a show i really really dont want to spoil.

i'd recommend giving at the the pilot a shot, its (in my opinion) very compelling, and if that doesn't hook you, give it up to episode 3 before you give up, i think thats really where you get the best first look at Tatiana's acting prowess.

if you do enjoy it, theres an audio sequel Orphan Black: The Next Chapter with Tatiana back as everyone, and after that there's Orphan Black: Echoes, set 30 years after the show and following a whole new story, though explicitly set in the same world, thats not technically out anywhere but australia yet.

now. the worst part of this is that unless you're british and you have access to channel 4, i have no idea where you can watch it. it used to be on netflix but was taken off a few years back, and afaik it hasnt been put on any streaming site. so. my recommendation is well, if you want to watch it, Do What You Gotta Do.

[charles-leclerc-official]

I know you're a Ferrari blog but I've been thinking about RB and how they fucked themselves over with toro rosso/alphatauri/whatever the hell is their name now for ages now! I've got loads of thoughts! They've historically mismanaged the fuck out of that team and drivers but 2023 and this season it feels glaringly obvious. Nyck being out of a seat so early into last season was a bit sketchy, but if they really felt it wasn't working out, it was their prerogative to find another driver to put in that seat. Choosing Danny Ric to fill that seat was not a smart move, personally, because the whole objective of a junior/sister team is to develop younger drivers. They should've put Liam in that seat last year, and the repercussions of that wrong choice will haunt the team for years to come. (They're already haunted by it) Danny, sad as it is, no way he's getting a seat in a top team ever again. Checo is doing his best, but his best is not enough if RB wants to compete against Ferrari lineups, both this year and next. RB won't even consider Yuki (criminal, given how well he's doing) because he's a Honda pick. They're also fucked because other potential drivers were either a) booted from Toro Rosso/alphatauri or b) historically haven't gone along with Max. In short, a masterclass on how to win in the short term and lose long-term! (I still believe they should've signed up Hulk because he's doing well + he's friendly with Max). Sorry for the ramble and feel free to add your thoughts!

First, this may be a Ferrari blog, but it is also just an F1 blog, I am interested in talking about any driver and any team that are doing interesting things in the sport. Now I am not as informed of the in depth goings of teams that aren't Ferrari(like I know the general things going on at Sauber, but I am not a wealth of knowledge about all the car issues and personnel over there), but I know the top teams very well.

My very long way of saying any F1 questions about any team are encouraged around here <3

Now on to your question. I have been having very similar thoughts. I think Red Bull are about to fumble two of their talented young drivers in Yuki and Liam because of their unwillingness to actually use that team and have faith in their younger drivers. Yuki isn't going to just be in VCARB his entire career, and Liam is not going to keep buying that if he waits long enough he'll get a seat. Other teams are going to swoop in and steal them eventually.

And no shade to Danny, he's certainly a skilled driver. However yes, his placement in the junior team is odd. I get they want him around for marketing etc, but he could just be a brand ambassador right? He'd be great in that role.

If Danny were pulling the performance that Yuki has been this year Red Bull would have almost assuredly signed him. Which is insane to me that they have Yuki and refuse to use the talent they have been building up for years. They are going to lose him if it's made clear he has no shot at the top team.

Red Bull have had seat issues for years. They also seem to be very quick to discard drivers, we saw this when they were on the hunt for a new teammate for Max. I do think Checo is a good compliment to Max in many ways. I think one reason they want to keep Checo is that he is a known quantity and he gets along well with Max, 2024 is already more competitive than expected, and 2025 will be more so, especially with the new Ferrari lineup. The constructor's is going to be a battle for sure. They don't want to risk someone new in that seat during a year like that. But honestly I think Yuki would be able to do it.

I will say that Checo is a better driver than a lot of people give him credit for. Max makes those Red Bulls look easy to drive. But they are really challenging, sensitive and Checo has been able to drive those cars and get good results. I don't think a good half of the grid would be able to drive that car to the same results as Checo. Yes his results have been mixed, and probably are not going to be enough for the constructors unless they get that car figured out. But I just wanted to note that because he is better than most people give him credit for, is he perfect? No. But, his skill in wrestling that rocketship often is invisible.

If I were Mercedes I'd be stealing Yuki in a heartbeat. And Liam will likely go to any team that offers him a seat, he wants to be in a car, he doesn't want to waste years on a maybe.

I hadn't considered a Max - Hulk lineup, but that is pretty solid now that you mentioned it. I'd personally be going Yuki-Max, but I can see that Hulk-Max would be good as well. Very interesting.

And where does this leave them. As you said they are fumbling both their young talents and they don't seem to care. But in a few more years when they need those young drivers they won't have them, and then what?

I think that Max being such a strong winning bullet for so many years now has made them hesitant to change things. But things are changing around them, and one driver cannot carry a team forever.

[thebestofoneshots]

firstly, I absolutely adore your blog!! <3 ur so cool

secondly im curious to know- what marvel superhero would you assign to each of the marauders? I personally think sirius would love ironman, he’s so tony stark coded

AH, you're combining some of my favourite fandoms, babe! Which is why I might end up writing a way deeper analysis than I need to lol. But let's go through it one by one.

My darling James, the golden boy of his era, he is 100% Captain America. He is hell-bent on protecting those he loves, and he would do anything for them. Also, he's been in love with one girl for all of his life. It's just so fitting for him, I feel?

But also, I feel like James could also be a great Spiderman (and that is probably his favourite superhero), especially younger James, with his charm and charisma and how he is loved and cherished by his people. Also, he is totally in love with a redhead.

Remus Lupin is a complicated one. You know, I feel like Hulk is quite fitting, since you know he gets angry and turns into a green monster, which kind of relates to Rem in a deeper level. Having said that, I think his superhero would be Moon Knight and I'm ready to diе on this grave.

Hear me out, it's about the deep-held emotional trauma and the way Steven and Jake came into existence to protect Mark, he would absolutely love, love Moon Knight, especially the Disney+ version of him. There's also the lack of control the multiple personalities entail (which is very much like Remus' turning into Moony) and the moon theme. Besides, Rem would totally have a mini crush on Oscar Isaac.

And for Sirius, I agree, he is definitely Iron Man coded and would love Tony, I mean it's in the daddy issues they share with each other, the family background, the rich kid persona and all that. But I also think Sirius would love, and I mean LOVE Peter Quill (StarLord).

StarLord also has family issues, but he grew to become an absolutely charming character, sharing his love for beings with Sirius (aka they're both a little bit of heartbreakers) and he is super funny, which I feel Sirius would love. They both love music, and Sirius would praise Starlord's taste every single day of the week. Something else Siri would love about StarLord is his found family. He met the Guardians of the Galaxy and they all adopted each other, in the same way, Sirius adopted and was adopted by James and Remus.

Reggie is Bucky Barnes (and this is one of my favourite Marvel characters). Bucky was brainwashed and tortured by Hydra, in pretty much the same way Reggie was by his family. He shared that traumatic past and his absolute desire to be better, and to improve, he doesn't want to be a deatheater anymore and he fights for what's good. Also, if he is Bucky and James is Cap, we can have a bit of Starchaser hehe.

Lily loves Spiderman, and not because James does, nah, Lily has been a fan since she was a kid, she loves his sense of justice and how he fights for what's good. Spiderman's motto "With great power, comes great responsibility" is literally Lily's bible.

Marlene is into Black Window, and not only bc she has a massive crush on her, but because she thinks she is the most badass character in the entire fucking Marvel universe, no joke. She can stand against beasts three times her size, and fight alongside the most powerful superheroes on earth by being just a human woman? She is INCREDIBLE!

Mary gives me Vision vibes, I'm not sure why, but I totally see her reading Vision fanfiction and writing some too.

Barty is a Loki kid, you cannot change my mind. I mean, forgotten and neglected child who has to be exceptionally good at everything to get the attention from his dad? He becomes evil bc he thinks it's the only way he'll get Odin to see him? This to me screams Barty, and he would love Loki.

And lastly, I think Evan likes Quick Silver. Firstly, he thinks he's super hot, but he also loved his relationship with his sister, and he loves Pietro's charm. There's just something about him that he can't stop thinking about. I also feel he would like Mystique, but that's due to her complicated past, and her ability to become anything anyone she wants. He feels it would be so freeing to do that.

PS. Didn't I say I'd go crazy with this analysis? Aaaah I'm such a nerd...

[puppyfox-girlfaux]

! ! ! NSFW FOREWARNING ! ! !

I'd prefer everyone here be completely aware that this is NOT a place for minors. There's sweaty, muscled girls with greatswords twice the size of their bodies, swinging hulking mass of metals at their foes atop an endlessly razed ground here ; and on that very same mudstained graveyard, we've got ME - your resident feral chimera foxwolf BASTARD - biting on some poor whimpering soul's neck like she's dinner while committing a series of acts you wouldn't dare write out in even the most heretical of literacy.

I like humping things, I like knotting things, I like mating and breeding a variety of objects and things ranging from inanimate to animate - from people to creatures to everything that I can get my stupid little paws on. I'm suuuper open to talking with people, feel free to dm me! I'll block you if your age isn't on your blog when you follow me.

I'm unapologetic with my wants, fetishes, kinks, and desires. If this sort of thing isn't your cup of tea, feel free to leave.

[samwell-snark]

I see many fan casts for Jack like this pretty little twink. Bro. No. He'd look like Patrice bergeron but with blue eyes.

I am aware you are likely just saying this to commiserate, but I seem to have picked up a reputation as the fandom overanalysis blog, so allow me to add my two cents on the matter.

I have observed a larger trend in fandom spaces of male characters tending towards – what we would colloquially refer to as – “twinkification”, in which men of broad, muscular, at times even fat stature are portrayed as increasingly more slim and slender as fandom runs their course with them. It falls into a particular style of portrayal that is popular especially with female audiences, drawing from shōnen manga tradition and finding increasingly extremely stylized success in the art style of cartoons such as Hazbin Hotel. If you put any character in front of an audience, no matter their build, people will tend to portray them as slimmer when they reproduce the character in their content (be it art, fancast, writing).

I see this as part of a larger cultural trend that devalues fatness and glorifies thinness, but I think there is an additional layer when it comes to fandom spaces specifically.

As I’ve said above, I suspect this is especially a trend among female audiences, and no wonder: when one looks at what women attracted to men at large find attractive in those men (and also a large subset of the gay male population, in my anecdotal experience), there is a clear tendency to value slim-fit men over overtly muscular men.

My explanation for this is that this body type of man is perceived as less intimidating and comes with the added bonus of it being easier to project stereotypically perceived feminine traits onto those men. One must think no further of the broad appeal of characters like Draco Malfoy with nail polish and earrings to see this point in effect. Such portrayals are of course highly gender-conforming once one gets to the bottom of it, and I think the through-line of the comfortableness with which women especially are drawn to such portrayals of characters is the purification of them. As in, they appear more harmless than a hulking six-foot-four athlete with a gruff beard and a conventionally unattractive face.

Which brings me back to my favorite topic, the constant undercurrent of purity politics in fandom, in which portrayals tend towards more sanitized and pure/wholesome portrayals over time. People come to fandom to find comfort, and what better way to achieve this than ridding characters of anything that makes them unnormative? Out with diverse body types or skin tones, in with the same skinny white guy of the month fancast in every fandom between Court of Thorns & Roses and Teen Titan. Timothée Chalamet is not the soft uwu boy you think he is, and he is not your friend.

To loop it back around to Jack Zimmermann, I think what is especially worrisome (but this trend is also observable with larger hockey culture on Tumblr) is the sanitization of the perception of hockey players through this process. Once the characters are twinkified and purified, the process can be applied to real players, and suddenly it becomes all too easy to overlook that hockey is a highly toxic sport, and players are complex and complicated men in a very traditionally masculine sport locked in fraternistic bonds. In Jack Zimmermann, it is just the fundamental misunderstanding of a character, but in real players, it is the deliberate glorification of real people who are not saints by a long shot.