#she would probably be annoying as shit if she were real lol

[graciousdragon]

thinking about my middle school fursona again. might go through my old sketchbooks, who wants to see some fuckass old drawings of her

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you're gonna go far | one - the boneyard

SERIES MASTERLIST pairing: rafe cameron x pogue!reader

summary: where rafe who hates pogues has a soft spot for a pogue girl, who couldn't care less about him, it's too independent and too focused on graduating college and making it out of the cut to pay attention to him or where they say they don't like each other yet for a reason they are always at the same place at the same time, him making time for her and her never pushing away but again they don't like each other. word count: 3.1k content: rafe being an asshole, angst, cursing, pogue/kook talk, inaccurate weather facts lol authors note: this is my first official fic and series, please be kind english is my second language so excuse any grammar errors. not only am i excited but im also nervous this is the first time im letting people read anything i've ever written, i really hope you guys like it. reblogs, comments and like are always appreciated ❀。• *₊°。 ❀°。• *₊°。 ❀°。

He made his way to the Boneyard once again. Ever since Sarah had started dating John B he heard a lot more about these parties, he loved to party and he was not going to miss one. Also he needed to keep an eye on his sister, sister who he never really saw at the parties unless there was a fight between his friends and her pogue friends. That was the only reasonable reason, the only thing that made sense to him and he was trying to convince himself it was the only one.

But the real reason would actually make  him lose his mind, he doesn’t get it, Rafe used to hate all pogues, but that one party Sarah invited her and her pogue friends and he almost lost it when she saw her, he had never seen her before and after that he never stopped looking for her and at her, usually she was mad at him for annoying her friends and he got pissed at her for calling him on his shit and didn’t want anything to do with him. Yet he wanted to know her, too much for his liking. 

So there he was again at another Boneyard party, he wasn’t really in the mood but anything to see you. He really doesn’t get it, as much as he wants to hate you and despise you, he can't and that’s how he ended up going back to his car to grab his jacket and making his way to you. The party was in full blast but you had needed a break so you were sitting alone on a blanket over the sand looking at the ocean, hugging yourself. For a mid June night it was cold, too cold, probably a storm was coming soon. 

As if it was heaven sent a puffy jacket wrapped you up “you’ll get sick” you looked up to be met with Rafe’s stoic face as if what he just did was nothing “it’s freezing” he said sitting next to you. 

“I'm gonna be fine” you said, as much as you would want to take the jacket your pride was bigger so you started taking it off to give it back but he stopped you by putting it back. 

He scoffs before answering “right, like you’re not trembling, just take it” you didn’t hesitate, it felt good but you weren’t going to admit it to his face.

“What about you?” you turned to look at him, he didn’t look cold but still.

“I’m fine, you need it more than me” his eyes darted over at your body, a weird feeling forming in his stomach at seeing you with something of his enveloping your frame. 

“what’s that supposed to mean?” you looked at him, putting your arms in the jacket, it looked like his jacket had swallowed you up and he smirked at the sight.

 “Nothing, just you were shaking and I’m not” he rolled his eyes

“Right…” Rafe being nice to you wasn’t new but you were still a bit on edge around him “Thanks” you said softly, as you looked around, everyone was enjoying the party, it was one of those moments where you would think why were you there, you could be doing anything else. You were already thinking about going back to college, community college wasn’t the plan but you were more than grateful for getting a scholarship, as much as community college wasn’t that expensive, for a pogue it was a lot. 

Rafe interrupted your thoughts when he cleared his throat “You’re not going to go back to everyone?” as much as he had attempted to make it sound as a question it sounded more like a demand and order even. 

“Not right now, why?” you turned to look at him, with a confused look. You wanted to go home but if you didn’t stick around a while longer your friends would ask and you liked to avoid the questions. 

“I don't think they want to hang out with a pogue” of course he would say something like that, he was an asshole and yet you didn’t go away. You rolled your eyes. 

“Well you are hanging out with said pogue” touché he thought 

“Well I'm different” he said as if it was the most obvious answer ever

You scrunched up your face “oh and why’s that?” Rafe was the perfect example of why you hated kooks, they thought they were better than everyone, maybe not everyone but most of them were like him, he was so infuriating and you wanted to scream at him sometimes and you had done it on occasion,  but everytime that feeling would be different. 

“Because I’m me and I can do whatever I want” this man you thought, you just hummed in annoyance, he was so unbelievable. “Just do go near them” he had to be joking 

“I will if I want to” he turned his head quickly as if you had said the worst thing ever, Rafe had a thing of struggling to show his true feelings and of course he would rather choke than admit he wanted you to stay there with him talking, he wanted to get to know you but he was clearly terrible at showing it.  

“Does it look like I care? just don’t go, got it?” you were stoic, how the hell were you supposed to react to that. “Rafe…” “Don’t Rafe me, I don’t want you to be near them” them who? And why the hell did he care what you did or not. 

“I’m not yours to control, I don’t even listen to my mother, what makes you think I will listen to you?” his face contorted in annoyance, sassy pogue he thought before speaking.

“I’m just trying to look out for you pogue” the way he said pogue with such disdain, you knew he hated pogues, you hated him albeit you were there still sitting with his jacket over your shoulders but you hated him.

“You hate pogues” she can’t let one go he huffs almost as if it's amusing to see you mad  

“Usually i do, all of them are annoying, but…” he pauses for a second thinking as if it’s a good idea to continue talking “you just… you’re different” 

“Whatever that means” was that a good thing? who knew it was Rafe Cameron after all.

“It means you don’t piss me off as much as the rest and I don’t want to see you getting hurt or dragged into something in between the pogues or kooks” he paused then continued “why are you even friends with them?” 

not see me get hurt? most of the times you had been the one yelling at him or his friends to back away but in that moment you rather not fight with him about it “they just get me, we grew up together” 

“How on earth can they get you, they are them and you’re…” he trailed off “I just don’t get how you can just hang out with them” his irritation was growing, you noticed but you didn’t care.

“You have no right to talk about them when you’re the one who doesn’t get it!” you huff

“What I don't get huh? that you love hanging around them in the Cut” you sighed, stupid kook

“I'm Pogue! The Cut is my home” and you would do anything to change that, Pope was the only one who knew how much you hated living there… “That's my life!” 

“That's what I don’t get, you’re better than that! that’s a hellhole” as much as you don't like it there, it was still your home and you could call it a hellhole, you lived there, he had barely set foot in it, so what would he know? he didn’t have the right  “living there doesn’t mean you have to hang out with them” 

“They are my friends, they truly get it, they know how hard life can be and unfair it can get” his chest feels tight all of a sudden he doesn't get it, he never feels like that. He studies your face trying to think what he can say next. 

“You could do better, find new friends, kooks, pogues will keep dragging you down” You stare at him looking for a trace of it being a joke and he is being serious, you laugh bitterly. 

“Why would I want to be with the kooks? they look down at us as if we're trash,  and we're people!” Rafe goes silent, his jaw clenching annoyed, he knew he treated your friends like that most of the time and he hated that you were right about it. 

“I don’t think you're trash” he groans in frustration “What aren’t you getting pogue? they are assholes, you don’t deserve being around assholes who pull you back” 

“You're not understanding Kook, they are my friends, my family even, they are important to me, I care for them, we stick by each other and we actually push each other to do things better because we want out, we do not want to stay in The Cut forever” You didn’t, a part of you knew that JJ and John B didn’t really care, yes they wanted better but that didn’t necessarily mean get out of the Cut. Then there was Kie who was born a kook and liked more the pogue life. A part of you was angry at Kie, she had the privileges you would kill for and she took them all for granted, you loved her but still it frustrated you. 

He scoffs, he hates the tone you’re going for, yes it’s the same he’s giving you but he doesn’t like it when it’s aimed at him and coming from you. If it had been by any chance any other pogue he would’ve either fought them or ignored them but it was you… “Oh and how are you supposed to do that? work your ass off for minimum wage? Pogues don’t make it out that easily” 

“And you think I'm not aware? still doesn’t mean I can’t make it” You were trying to keep your calm, he was getting on your nerves, you had heard that a thousand times but coming from him right there felt somehow even worse, not even a few minutes ago he had given you his jacket, that had been nice but apparently he was allergic to it and had to go back to his usual asshole self. 

“Then why even try? The Cut is like a black hole that swallows people and you can never escape” You had enough, he had the nerve to say all that when his own father came from the Cut and made it out. You didn’t really like Ward Cameron, granted not a lot of people did but you did have to give him that, he made it out and he wasn’t the best person but he was all the proof you needed to know it was possible. 

“Because it is not impossible, your dad did” you saw him tense up at the mention of his father, well know you knew how to piss him off. You regretted using his dad since it was clearly a sensitive topic for him but he deserved it you tried to convince yourself. You didn’t really like confrontation but with him every word flew out of your mouth without hesitancy it made you feel good, like you were brave enough and in the eyes of a lot of people you were, it was Rafe Cameron who you would usually stand up against and he could be an asshole but at the same time he respected that you would run your mouth at him even if it made you a pain in his ass from time to time. 

“My dad was different, it was a rare thing, like winning the lottery you know?” you muttered a small right looking at the sand, of course he was going to be an asshole about it. He saw your reaction and felt like he needed to comfort you. “What I’m saying is…” he didn’t really know if he was going to say the right thing, he sucked at comforting people “you’re gonna have a hard time getting out of there, maybe you’re gonna be better… like better off staying there, just accepting the reality” 

You looked at him, if you could strangle him with a look you would’ve done it, you scoff biting the inside of your cheek “You know what Rafe, fuck you, you don’t get it!” You stand up and take his jacket off and throw it at him before walking away. 

“Hey! Wait, where are you going?” he stands up calling you out, grabbing his jacket but you’re already walking as fast as you could to get away from him “this girl…” he sighed, you annoyed him so much yet he felt bad, the look on your face before leaving, the words it had affected him more than he liked to admit. And watching you go directly to JJ after it just made it worse. You had heard him but you ignored him, what had made him think that any of what he said was okay? 

—

When you finally made your way back to your friends you regretted throwing him his jacket back, you were cold again. “Ah she 's back! where were you?” JJ piped in first as he watched you sitting near the bonfire. 

Just like Rafe you would rather choke than admit you liked talking to him and that’s where you were “Just taking a break from all this” you nodded hugging yourself, and if i go back? just for the jacket… 

“You’re cold? there’s a hoodie on the Twinkie you can grab it” JJ said as he walked to grab another beer, you nodded and decided to go grab it, maybe even stay there. You made your way to where the Twinkie was parked. 

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Rafe didn’t leave the party even after the little fight, he was keeping an eye on you from a distance, he did that way more often than he liked to admit. He decided to follow you to wherever you were going. You were about to close the Twinkie with the hoodie on hand when Rafe showed up “You know you can always have this back” he lifted his hand where he had his jacket. You rolled your eyes while you put on the less warm hoodie. 

I huffed, closing the door of the Twinkie  “I don’t need or want your help, maybe you should accept that reality too” you said bitterly making reference to what he had said to you earlier. 

He rolled his eyes, he felt guilty for saying what he said but it was done and was trying to make it better without even saying sorry “You don’t let one go huh?” 

“You’re an asshole with me and then you want me to be okay with it? things don’t work that way, at least acknowledge that what you said was wrong” you crossed your arms, staring at him. He knew he was wrong, he felt bad about it but he wasn’t going to apologize or acknowledge it because every word you said spiked up his irritation in a way only you could. 

“If being wrong is stating facts then yeah im wrong” you groaned in frustration, again why did you even indulge him? It was like you were being pulled to him, as much as you knew you could just don’t talk back you never kept quiet with him, it was physically impossible.

“You’re an asshole, you come here saying stuff when you don’t even have a clue what it is to live in a place you hate but it’s still your home” he felt a sudden anger bubbling up, oh he knew about hating the place where he lived a little too much for his liking but you weren’t done talking “you’re so infuriating first you say I'm too much for the pogues, newsflash I’m one! that they hold me down but then when I tell you I want to do better you’re telling me I should give up?” you groaned in frustration and ran your hands through your hair. 

He stared at you, you looked pretty all angry at him, he shook his head, focusing back on his irritation “you’re done with your tantrum?” He knew that was just gonna make you even more mad and maybe he wanted to see how far he could take it, as much as he was different with you, he still was Rafe. The cocky kook asshole who thought everyone should listen to his words. You clenched your jaw from the annoyance. 

“What you didn’t like what I said? sorry I was just stating facts” you lifted a brow testing him back, you weren’t afraid of him, your friends had told you in multiple times to be careful that you didn’t know who you were messing with, but nothing ever happened to you beside the same old pogue comments and you were used to them they did hurt sometimes but nothing worth crying over it. It just fueled you to prove to everyone or him you could do the things he never thought you would. 

“Do you ever know when to shut up?” he huffed and you felt a pang of hurt in your chest. Out of all he had said this is what ends up actually hurting you? You swallowed and looked up at him “oh you do know when to shut up” he smirked, his stupid smug face, why did he have to be like that? 

“Do you ever know when to stop?” you pushed past him, you knew why this had hurt more than the rest of the things but you chose to ignore it, you could deal with that later or never. You turned around to walk back to where the rest of the people were. 

“Wait!” he yanked you back “you don’t get to tell me what to do” you looked at him frustrated, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath to try and calm yourself down but it was useless. 

“Neither do you!” I pulled my arm from his grasp “never touch me again, I don’t want to see you around, stick to the words you have said to my friends a thousand times, stay on your side of the island kook!” you had used the word with the same distaste he used the word pogue, you were done, he had made you feel horrible twice and you allowed it. You stormed off and this time he didn’t stop you, the words kept ringing in his head until Topper called him out. They were ready to leave and at the same time you convinced JJ to take you back to your house, Rafe looked from a distance, anger bubbling up inside him but there was nothing he could do about it. 

He left the party not long after you did, parts of the conversation still replaying in his head.

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[thephantomsdream]

so I've been reading real published romance books and they cannot fill the void that ao3 and company do fill, but they did give me an idea. ok, lmfao, hear me out. (I've had this in my drafts for way too long, i decided to release it because why tf not)

content: alien!141, soulmates!141, abduction, intergalactic human trafficking, space shit; very vague idea of anything ever; probably made up alien names; writer is at work while dealing with annoying costumers so it's rushed and dumb.

imagine:

Good ol' you, in your house, unaware that in the deep, vast universe, trafficking also existed. Not long ago, a reptilian race found out about our warm bodies, interesting features and intelligent yet primitive brains, and started to abduct and sell men and women to rich buyers. It was good business, especially considering our side of the universe wasn't even aware of extraterrestrial life, so they couldn't even guess where they disappeared! The treaty and all intergalactic laws were vague about us. "Let them be" meaning "Let them fuckers figure their shit out, lol idk".

Well, as you can understand, the Sheh'deauz (lmfao stay with me) decided to in fact not let us be. So back to lovely you, yeah?

Home alone, playing videogames or something, when suddently you see some flashes of light out the window. It was weird considering it wasn't raining but you remained calm, as you assumed maybe a storm is approaching? Mainly, you couldn't give a shit but the moment you heard scratching and hissing outside your door, you panicked. Long story short, your house slowly started filling with an invisible gas that just made you pass out, but you did see your door opening, same weird blue-white light emanating from under it as it did, and a scaly leg entering your home as you fell on the floor.

You figured, as the genius that you were, that you were, in fact, not dreaming as you spent many hours (days? felt like days) in a cage. Very oddly technologically advanced. In another strike of genius, and of course, after seeing your kidnappers, you figured it was a spaceship and you were in some deep sci-fi shit. (maybe after laughing and asking them where are the hidden cameras. i would...)

After throwing tantrums and having the ugly multi-colored creatures mock you and hiss at you, you kinda gave up and sat by the very human bed you've been given and allowed time to pass. You were given food every so often, a toilet nearby, water at your disposal. But you feared for your life.

Well, let me tell you something. You have the luckiest misfortune of all, really. Or maybe, just maybe, things are meant to be this way. Maybe it was all meant to happen like this. Allow me to explain.

In another corner of the universe, four of the greatest warriors of the Intergalactic Army frowned at a holographic screen. A female alien, older, still beautiful, ethereal looking, skin creamy white with some lavender edges and striking blue eyes was frowning back.

"You're fucking kidding me." Their captain said (in a different language than ours but your writer here is multi-lingual, don't worry), getting closer to the screen. She just nodded, rubbing her forehead.

"Where is that again?" Asked another.

"So like—" a third one, this one with a distinct accent compared to the others, tilted his head incredulously. "They're our cousins genetically?"

"You can say so." She groaned. "The Council decided to not touch that part of the galaxy. They are being observed. Fucking hell! They were going on the right path."

"If they don't destroy their own planet before." The captain muttered, voice tired and coarse. In his many, many years lived, he's seen it happen again and again. Greed and stupidity almost whipped their race, so he's been following the Terrans close-by, as close as a mere Intergalactic Task Force Captain (stick with me lmfao) could follow.

"So what's the plan?" The tallest one asked, mask made of what others assumed was one of his most dangerous prey's skull was placed on his face.

"We give them hell." Captain commanded, Laswell nodding.

"Stay close, at the outskirts of their galaxy. We intercept any package and find their buyers."

"What do we do with our lil cousins then?"

"Eliminate any witnesses."

Shit went down really quick. You figured they were preparing for something as the guards by your cell somehow summoned some advanced looking chairs from the walls to strap themselves on and hissed at you mockingly, as they've done before. You just sat in a corner, by the bed, and wanted to cry. You were going through all stages of grief every few hours and it was getting exhausting. You were just now starting to understand how dire your situation was and how little chances you had of going home.

They turned off the main lights and a thousand scenarios crossed your mind. It was as if they were bracing for something. You frowned as you saw the guards tense as some alien hieroglyphics appeared on a holographic screen. It looked... like a countdown... You grasped the bed, trying to brace yourself for something. And good that you did because it felt as if the ship collapsed with something.

It basically shook you off to the ground, and while you'd think this was supposed to happen, you quickly realize it wasn't since the guards unstrapped themselves from the chairs and started shrieking as alarms suddently blared. After that? Seconds and it was over. Two white blasts ended them both, hitting them exactly in the middle of their ugly skulls. You did not hear any footsteps but you saw a shadow approaching your cell, so you scurried closer to your bed and now presumably magic shield that will block blasts that melt alien skulls.

The barriers from your cell unlocked, sliding to the sides and someone jumped in front of you. Someone big, dressed sleekly in black, although you could swear the edges of his frame looked transparent for a second. It was big, yet had the complexity of a human so you stayed locked in place, big scared eyes on the person pointing a big son-of-a-bitch gun at you. You heard it growl and speak something shortly, and the hairs on your whole body pricked.

World stopped for Price as he cracked another neck, just after locking eyes with the leader of this "cargo" ship. He was about to take a step forward to gently guide this person towards personal enlightenment by confessing all the information they needed, even if it would be involuntarily, when Soap spoke... well, growled just one word in their comms.

"Mate."

[dynamightimagines]

May we have some hc's for Bakugo with a flirty s/o?

I rise from the dead to post this and probably disappear for like another two years LOL but it's ok I'm rly into Bakugo rn :)

Bakugo with a flirty! S/O!

When he first encountered you, he thought you were utterly annoying

Especially since this 'encounter' was just him overhearing you flirting with damn near everyone in class

"You always make my heart float, Uraraka!" "Kaminari, you are electrifying"

"Anyone tell you that you are smokin'?" now they were directed at him, and if they were gonna be, atleast pull a good one out

But unfortunately like every other dimwit in class, you stuck to him like glue

and the flirts kept coming

"You really blow me away" "C'mon, just one date, I can feel a real spark between us!"

Your advances were frequent and terrible, but he learned to tune it out like he did with every other idiot he hung out with

Until he overheard Kaminari and Kirishima complaining one day at lunch while you were discussing an assignment with Aizawa

"Man it's not fair! She used to love me, now she's only all over Bakugo!"

This made him perk up, you only now did it to him?

He started paying more attention to your flirts, and realized they had become solely for him, and much more serious

"You have the most intense motivation, can I motivate you too?" "Eyes like those should be allowed to rest once in a while, don't push yourself too hard~"

The sudden attention and seriousness of it all slowly broke his walls, until you finally woo'd him into a date that he swore was out of pity

but that was seven months ago, and your relationship AND flirts are still going strong

"Babe, let's go out! I promise to keep my hands off of you~" "You look so amazing in your hero costume, I wonder what it would look like on the floor-"

Those ones get you a hand over your mouth as he drags you away from everyone else, his entire face steaming with embarrassment

But he won't admit he secretly craves your jabs, the confidence and pride he gets in knowing that you really think all of those things

And that you only say those things to him

He knows you will never stop saying them, he just hopes your wedding vows are somewhat appropriate

He loves all the flirtatious comments you make, the winks you send across the room

Until everyone makes fun of him for it, and he has to blow them up.

Gah I feel like this one is SHIT but in my defense I haven't written anything in like two years-

I realize I write in a weird mix of HC style and story style, my bad it's weird :3 Goodnight!

[sicbaby]

sended this to another acc i really like but ill send this here too :p

vendetta!leon with the biggest corruption kink ever and the girl (reader) that lives in the house just next to his, that always make sure to wish him to "have a good day" when she sees him and gets all red when he says it back, that when she bakes something she always make sure to save some to give it to him, and she tries to have a "friendship" with him so bad but he always seems to ignore her

and he does tries to ignore her because he knows he is def not a good man, he knows it so he always try to show to her that he is not a person, but shes just too stupid to realize that to the point that it makes him a little annoyed and worried for her, it still makes him hard lol

i love vendetta leon cause let’s be real he’s the biggest piece of shit alive and he’s an alcoholic so added bonus! i fantasize about him treating me like shit… anyways.

i imagine reader being a bit of a bimbo of some sort. like so dumb in the brain that there’s absolutely no room for sad or depressing or actual real thoughts that would ruin her day. and leon’s the exact opposite. all he thinks about is sad, fucked up shit that would probably make you vomit on the spot. but he likes that about you, your innocence. it makes him a bit sick, realizing he wants to do nothing but take advantage of you and expose you to the dark thoughts he has.

he can’t deny you’re sexy. those short skirts and low cut tops that have your breasts practically spilling out when you wave good morning to him. the crush you have on him is so painfully obvious. leon isn’t used to that. are you his type? not exactly. but he thinks he could have some fun with you.

he doesn’t start getting annoyed until you start leaving shit on his porch. cute notes, food items, weird love letters that look like a middle schooler made them with cute stickers and heart doodles all over. he’s a grown ass adult for christ sake. he rips up the letters, leaves the remnants on the porch for you to see.

you do see it, makes your heart wrench. yet you keep trying. you really, really like him.

in one last attempt at trying to get his full attention, you take over some food to his house, not just leaving it on the porch this time.

leon answers the door with a scowl on his face. he sees the food and your hopeful smile. “come in.” he grumbles, no greeting necessary. it ticks him a bit that you genuinely think you could win him over this way. your heart flutters as you walk in, taking in his messy house, setting the food down on the counter.

“you know, sweetheart. i’m not an easy man to please. yet, here you are…” he trails off.

you’re so nervous, face burning and throat so dry you feel like throwing up. “i-i just.. wanted to be a good neighbor, you know?”

“bullshit.” he responds quickly, makes you flinch slightly. he couldn’t help himself.

“a good neighbor,” he repeats, a dark chuckle following it. “is that really what you think? you think leaving me food and love letters makes you some kind of saint? don’t kid yourself, sweetheart. this isn’t about being a good neighbor. it’s about you wanting something from me. something you can’t seem to get through that empty, pretty little head of yours.”

he enjoys watching your facial expressions. your smile faltering, face turning into uncertainty. he knows he has the power to turn you into anything he wanted. it was too easy. he called you pretty, though!

“you think i’m some prize, some object to be won, don’t you?” he continues. you’re stunned, mouth open slightly, wanting to interject but nothing comes out.

“relax,” he chuckles. “i’ll let you have me. but i want something from you, first.” he says, inching closer to you, trapping you against the counter. his words were not a promise, merely a trick to get you to give yourself up to him. but he probably didn’t even have to “trick you.” one word and you’d be on his knees for him, wouldn’t you?

you nod eagerly, just as predicted. god, it makes him laugh, it makes him hard. how’d he get so lucky? you didn’t even put up a fight. “anything. i’ll do anything.”

those words triggered something in his brain. and you had absolutely no idea what he was going to do to you. he grabs you by the wrist roughly, leading you to his dark bedroom, throwing you on the bed. he starts degrading you, calling you “slut” and commands you to address him as “sir,” or maybe even “master.” (he’s a sick fuck let’s be real, wants you to be his dumb little pet.)

he could see the flicker of uncertainty in your eyes, but you both know you had already given yourself up to him. but that didn’t really matter to him anyway.

he crawls over you, pinning your arms up above your head, kissing at your neck. you could smell the alcohol on his breath as he did so. it made your stomach churn but made your panties wet.

he continues to practically rip your clothes off, muttering things along the lines of “you’re mine now,” “such a pretty little slut,” etc,. every single movement he makes is rough. including spanking, choking, unleashing all his pent up anger, his darkest desires onto you. your pleasure comes second to his.

you’re completely at his mercy, almost like a toy to him. but you like him so much, so you let him :(. you just wanna be his dumb girl.

he ends up fucking you in every single position until you’re a drooling, senseless mess.

not only were you his dumb girl, but you were his slut, his toy, his possession. and in the end, that’s all that mattered to you. at least now, you were finally his.

[faggoatquixote]

I’ll be real. nothing annoys me like the assumption that this crying, distressed fem shuro - who’s being comforted by female friends including a VERY shaken falin - simply “fell in love” with laios.

besides this assumption being misogynistic and heterosexual as hell, it’s also fucking stupid. look at this. what about this image screams “I fell in love with a quirked up white boy” ?????

she’s reporting harassment. no I don’t think laios intended to do it. but when a female noble from fantasy japan’s boundaries are crossed so throughly like canon shuro’s were, fem shuro would probably have interpreted it very differently...

“looks like that just made the situation worse…” YEAH NO SHIT LOL

[exstasyplague]

UnPopular Jujutsu Kaisen Opinions (with arguments)

manga spoilers

☆ Yuji is the perfect MC

i've seen a lot of people trashing on him. some say gege writes him poorly and doesn't give him enough scenes, some say he's boring because he doesn't have any fancy cursed techniques. first of all, yuji has been aware of the jujutsu world for 6 months in manga; even less in anime. he doesn't have any OP cliche to him (looking at you Ichigo) and that makes him so much more enjoyable! when he loses he loses for good reasons and when he wins you can feel genuinely happy for him because you know he deserves it. he is a teenager and the shift in his mentalities embodies that perfectly; along with him we discover the cruelty and unfairness of the jujutsu world. at first, especially if you're a shonen watcher, you'd tend to believe he will shift to a high white knight borderline annoying mentality yet he doesn't, the jjk verse doesn't work like that. yuji is able to adapt. he has traits that you'd see in your real life friends: silliness, kindness, idiocy, love for jennifer lawrence etc but also traits that make him a perfect mc: empathy, resiliance, convinction, raw anger. + gege have him some of the HARDEST panels.

ㅡif it's just pain... Yuji Itadori won't ever stop

also. his last battle with mahito. hands down. best. panels.

mahito (another well structured villain) RUNNING for his life while yuji walks slowly behind him. if that doesn't show major improvement from the kid he was at the beginning idk what does. that's some MC shit right there man.

☆ Sukuna is not a fraud

the fraudkuna memes are funny. i admit. i'm sure mahoraga kisses him goodnight and tucks his blankey, however, sukuna is a fucking piece of shit, LOL (i mean it in the best way), my man literally became curse. people expect him to not use the weapons he has to his advantage as if he didn't want megumi from the beginning specifically for using his abilities. a good gun doesn't make you a military tier shooter. it's about the resources, it's about the experience, it's about the aim. "why doesn't he use his curse technique wah wah" — because he knows gojo is strong. unless he isn't absolutely sure he will strip him away from all his gimmicks, he has no reason to flaunt his true powers. sukuna wants to win. he wanted to kill gojo since the beginning of the series. i think the fight is balanced well, sukuna uses his resources and takes the consequences for being a tad too cautious. in the heian era when cursed energy had a purer, rawer output even domain expansions were simple in principles: you're in, i kill you. (line from the manga, btw) his CT is probably straightforward as well with a simple principle so having gojo use his infinity against it and figure out how to strip him naked would make him lose faster than todo called yuji his bestie.

☆ Gege doesn't hate women

because the unfortunate thing with nobara and yuki getting xd-d by kenjaku, a popular belief seems to be that gege is fond of trashing the women in his series. argument people have for that? "the only one in the spotlight is maki and she's female toji". first of all, if gege hated women he wouldn't write them as he does— each one of his lady characters is incredibly well structured and way beyond the love interest/ gotta be protected trope. mei mei, shoko, utahime, miwa and many others became non-existent, or what? even tengen is a woman. masashi kishimoto (the creator of naruto) is an author i'd say has 0 regards for women since the way most of his girl characters are built is literal dog shit. sakura is naruto's one sided love and a sasuke dickrider, hinata is a stalker that sharts when she sees naruto, karin is a sasuke dickrider, kurenai is asuma's chick and the only two women somewhat ok as a structure are tsunde and temari. (i am a big fan of the naruto series but i am spitting facts, also an avid sakura lover) plus there is a rumour that gege is a woman too and from the way sato sugu is written i'd agree anw

☆ Kenjaku is the best villain of the series

homie got railed by itadori's papi just for his plan, that's not even aizen level of plotting bro. he got drizzled in jizz and gave birth to yuji 💀

how good that d had to be for him to get impregnated....

ANYWAY jokes aside, he is very calculated and chill. he is not the strongest but his literal essence is to be a technique stealing leech and well, he's just that. with suguru, even in his villain arc you can empathize. sukuna is cool and straightforward: he wants to massacre people, kill gojo and then enjoy his life slashing random ass people who don't kneel is total submission.

kenjaku? bro, kenjaku has plans over plans and he executes all of them. even in geto's sexy body he still gets hated because there is genuinely nothing likeable about him. not because he's a poorly written character, he's written to be a piece of shit that makes you wanna break the screen when he gets a W and idk about y'all but even when he exorcised mahito i was like "aw hell nah bruh, get your hands off asap". may come as a shock, i know but we're like supposed to hate villains (not me being the biggest sukuna simp even in his crusty dusty OG form🤭) and well, nobody fucking roots for kenjaku. so gojo, go take your boyfriend's body or something fr.

☆ Yuta is.... mid

hear me out.

i don't hate him— not in the slightest. i hope he will actually have something going on with maki since apparently nobara is afk. i liked his entire rika situation but... bro.

yes, i will be going into the power system 😭I'M SORRY BUT like all he does is copy shit. wow. sure, he's a good copycat. i am not complaining about him being called so powerful and wtv but i don't find anything exciting about his battles and his personality is dead ass boring. do i get happy when he wins? yes. do i hope he'll come and save goatjo? yes. yes. yes. but people call him the real MC and all that shit... not even that— i... nothing in me likes him. my opinions are not absolute. his story is cool. i liked jjk 0 but the only thing that ruins his story is literally his lack of perosnality. and don't come at me for not grasping his depths or whatever. yuta is best fanfic y/n material because he can be turned into bashful stereotype really easily. "omg, best friend power, precious friends made me wanna live ❤️" very sweet HOWEVER very untouching for me. i only liked him when he made maki go all blushy because my girl deserves happiness.

☆ Toji actually cares about Megumi

is he the good father that would spoil his kid as a ray of sunshine?

no.

but he chose this. to forget about everything, to abandon his pride, to part himself away from the clan that rejected him and live his life on his own. megumi's mom made shit better for him and she died so his life became shit again. he thought that by entrusting megumi to the zenin clan he would actually be able to make something of himself since he had cursed energy.

also, people tend to forget just how conservative and judgemental the 3 big clans are, maki and mai have been shat on their whole life by the zenins, especially maki. toji went through the same shit if not worse. he wasn't always buff max version of himself, he wasn't born with anything. exactly because he gave up on all the things in his life he was able to reach that type of power and live with some purpose since he failed in everything else.

in the manga he has the option of coming back to life as long as he keeps killing sorcerers, which is his speciality, but he meets megumi, recognises him and kills himself in order to not hurt him. be fr. anciet sorcerers sold their booty holes to kenjaku to get a second chance at life.

ANYWAY. SADLY i can't post Toji memes since i reached my pic limits.

let me know what you think:) i may make a part 2. feel free to also ask for my opinions about anything in the verse, lol. if you wanna see my fics check my ao3, i promise i don't write in the same braindead way i type. <33

[chr0macide]

not my ass making a second oc for a dead fandom

Magdalena can have a boyfriend as a treat :)

Ok so I decided to name him Christopher Hawthorne, he’s employed at the police department as a detective (Bradley Beans is one of his coworkers) but he actually works for the purgers as an inside agent. When the purgers were arrested at the end of Break In 1 he was one of the people who helped them get out of jail, he released the ones who could be released and helped the rest of them break out in secret. I think Bradley would be suspicious that he might be a spy but he can’t find any dirt on him. I don’t think there would be workplace beef between them though, Bradley doesn’t seem like the type to beef with someone when he doesn’t actually know whether they’re an enemy asset or not. But anyway Christopher used to work for Larry before he was defeated in Break In 1, after that he was transferred to work directly under the Headmaster.

He really likes hunting and his house is in the same woods as the villain base. He hunts humans too sometimes, one of his jobs in the purgers’ organization is to hunt down and kill deserters and defectors. He doesn’t like nor dislike that part of his job, he feels that it is just something he has to do.

I headcanon a lot of purgers were born into the mob but Christopher was not, he didn’t go to Purge University either, but he’s the type of guy who joins whichever side he thinks is going to come out on top so he ended up here. In his opinion, the mob is so deeply rooted in the city that it would do more harm than good to try and take it down.

As for how he and Magdalena (my other oc) knew each other, she was arrested after the purge in Break In 1 and met him in the police station. She is a nonviolent offender so she was one of the people who he managed to release quickly, but she decided she liked him and kept hanging around him whenever she had the chance, which wasn’t that often because she was usually cooped up in the villain base tbh lol. So she wouldn’t leave him alone (cat distribution system real) but he didn’t realize she was into him at first, because Magdalena is so outwardly inexpressive. But he figured it out eventually

It would have thrown too much suspicion on Christopher if Magdalena kept showing up around him so he started visiting her in the villain base instead. Mary didn’t like him all up in her shit (I think she would tend not to like other people who answer to the Headmaster directly, besides the other Scaries maybe) but he has a high enough rank in the organization to show up whenever he wants anyway. At the end of Break In 2 when Magdalena fled the villain base, she went to his house. She told him the base got too dangerous after Mary’s defeat so she was just trying to get away for her own safety, but inwardly she was actually thinking about deserting. And he kinda knew she was lying, but he acted like he didn’t because he knew he might be ordered to kill her if/when it was found out that she abandoned the organization. This way he had some plausible deniability in case someone found out she was at his house and wondered why he didn’t kill her when he had that chance.

Ok I think that’s all the lore, ill put some things about his personality and other stuff

He almost never smiles. He’s not constantly blank faced the way Magdalena is, he just doesn’t smile. I’m sure he has a sense of humor of some kind but he doesn’t normally express it by laughing or anything like that

His default facial expression is annoyed/pissed

Despite his resting bitch face, he wouldn’t normally come off as an asshole when you talk to him, he would probably seem kind of aloof, but he wouldn’t be unpleasant to be around

He thought Magdalena was kinda creepy at first. When she is in love she gets a little bit weird about it, just a lil bit. One of the things she would sometimes do was stare at him vacantly for an uncomfortably long time and he didn’t get why at first, but it was because she just liked looking at him lol.

He’s ~6 ft tall maybe, built like a tank and he’s in his 30s, also he was born with poliosis that’s why he has the white forelock

He is nonconfrontational in a way. He works for the purge but he’s not a psycho (other than hunting deserters, his role in the mob is pretty nonviolent). He would try to resolve conflicts between the people around him. However, he tends to ignore it/brush it off when people try to start shit with him in particular, and he does in in a way that can make it seem like he thinks he’s above others. Plus, while he isn’t exactly a hermit, he can be picky about who he’s friends with and that also causes him to come off as a little conceited

This is not proofread we die like men (lmk if theres any spelling/grammar errors that make something completely unreadable tho lmao) here is another pic of Christopher I drew

[reallyromealone]

Brome I now have one ask for a part 2 of the alpha steve x pregnant omega. Where he goes into labor and everyone freaks lol

Yesyesyesy

🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑

Steve shift ended a few hours before dnd, (name) having already eaten his snack from Eddie and snuggled on the couch as Steve got stuff prepared.

Steves parents left the house fully paid for them, Steve's dads work moving him to Chicago but it was fine, Steve's parents leaving him a trust fund that would cover any bills for both their lifetimes "we should get (gross topping) on the pizza..." (Name) spoke up and Steve looked slightly disgusted "we can get you a pie baby, them you don't gotta share" (name) seemed pleased with the compromise and rubbed his belly "hear that? Were getting our own pizza!" Steve found how he spoke to their pup precious as he finished up "so you gonna stay here or in our room?" Steve asked and (name) hummed "probably our room or the den... The couch is comfy" (name) seemed indecisive and Steve gently kissed him, unable to resist the other.

Steve ordered the pizza just before the party showed, table set up and pop and a few snacks set up (Steve was ready to let them starve but (name) didn't want the pups to go hungry).

(Name) was dozing on the couch when the doorbell spammed, startling the Omega as Steve stomped to answer the door "oi! Cut that shit out, when the pups born you better not do that shit" Steve was already such a dad (name) noted to himself as his brother came to see him and gave some candy, watching his brother excitedly eat some "chips!" Dustin said excitedly "thank (name), I was willing to let you all starve" let's be real he wouldn't but dad Steve was fun to see.

They got into their game in the dining room as (name) moved to the den (with assistance from Steve, (name) drooling a bit at his arms) and snuggled into a throw blanket as Steve watched a show on the small tv, letting (name)s head.

"Oi! Let the pregnant one get food first" Eddie and Steve barked and the teens parted as Steve prepared a plate for (name), the others looking horrified as he took a bite only to halt "I need to get to a hospital" (name) said seriously and everyone froze before panicking "HENDERSON, GRAB THE GO BAG" as everyone scrambled, (name) grabbing more pizza before he was grabbed by Eddie to the car "you grabbed more pizza??" Mike asked shocked and annoyed at this and (name) sighed "I'm not eating that shitty hospital food"

Dustin, Lucas and Steve came with the go bag and anything they would need "honestly it's not so baaAAD" (Name) hunched in his seat as he crushed a slice of pizza much to the teens horror and Eddie and Steve were just monitoring the distance of the contractions.

(Name) was walking in the medical room as Steve held his arm, Eddie taking the kids to their respective houses with the promise to collect the pups when (name) had the baby.

"Fuck! Steve your fucking cock is never going near me again!" (Name) screeched out as he pushed, practically sucking the life out of Steve's hand but the alpha wouldn't dare say anything to his Omega who was currently pushing a baby out of him.

"Fair enough!" Steve said trying to console his mate.

(Name) was still in slight shock after having the pup, holding their newborn daughter close as Eddie peaked his head in with (fast-food) in hand "Eds, come meet your neice!" (Name) said in a hushed voice and the metalhead quickly set the food down and washed his hands before coming to see his siblings and neice who was absolutely precious, a perfect combination of (name) and Steve "here" (name) said gently handing the baby to Eddie, Steve and (name) watching lovingly as he looked at the babe with so much love and care, the metalhead not caring that Steve snapped a photo on the polaroid of the moment.

"I'm gonna teach you how to play guitar and good music..." Eddie said lovingly as the babe grabbed his nose, Steve capturing another photo "she's never going to not know love"

"Is that my grandkid?" Wayne asked poking his head in, he had already taken the mantle of granddad for the tiny pup and the two new parents smiled as the older man washed his hands "well aren't you the prettiest thing I ever seen" he said to the babe "you did good kid" Wayne said to his nephew who smiled "thanks uncle Wayne" (name) said as he began eating his food, offering Steve fries and his drink.

Eventually everyone got to meet little (baby) Harrington, Robin and Nancy bringing a little going home outfit for the new arrival and everyone getting a picture with her, all to be added to the baby album.

"I'm serious though, your dicks not going near me"

"Fair enough"

[mer-acle]

More lotus fruit AU stuff OwO

since it's a "everyone lives" AU instead of ody grappling with ruthlessness/being a monster, it is instead athena dealing with being a god/feeling human since she spent so long without her god powers she feels more mortal then goddess

I’m not sure what other gods were around when Athena killed Pallas (my ass does not know mytho lore 😔) but either way Athena feels wrong being on mount Olympus during god games (as she joins ares in god games, tele was the one to convince ares to actually go help Ody but Athena is the one to drag him to mount Olympus to convince Zeus) she’s also terrified bc this is the first time she’s been on mount Olympus since she killed Pallas, both ares and Athena get fried by Zeus :(

Ares appears as a dog during ody’s childhood, as a vulture following the prince would probably cause panic among the people, Argos gets another dog friend/j young!ody also definitely made a “dog of war” joke to Ares and got smacked upside the head for it lol although well out at sea with ody and his crew, ares appears as a vulture instead! 

Athena is winged!athena however her wings and owl features slowly disappeared from her human form the less she used her god powers but they reappeared once she reawakened her god powers against the cyclops, she doesn’t like her wings :( they feel clunky, she really dislikes her owl form as well…

God games is just Apollo, Hephaestus, Aphrodite and Hera mostly bc I’m not sure who would fill Ares’s role lol but Aphrodite is the easiest to convince this time around since she’s fighting against her boyfriend!  

On the topic of Aphrodite, well Ody sees Ares as a dad, he does not see Aphrodite as a second mom, she’s more of a….wine aunt me thinks…but Ody and Aphrodite can talk for HOURSSSSSS about Penelope 

Well Ares’s weaving is sloppy he…actually enjoys it quite a bit as it often takes a while to calm down from adrenaline/bloodlust of war but weaving helps calm him when Aphrodite isn’t available to help calm him 

Athena also still loves weaving! It’s something that connects her to being a goddess and feeling mortal, Athena and Ares can sit in a room for HOURS just weaving together! They considered it prime sibling bonding experience even if they’re silent and not talking for most of it!

Athena no longer uses a spear to fight, she just uses a sword, she cannot use one after Pallas…

Athena LOOOOOOOOVES sparring with eurylochus and his big sword >:D she also loves sparring with Telemachus! She hasn’t fought in centuries and well she does have muscle memory of being the goddess of warfare, she’s very clunky still after not battling for so long so she’s a perfect sparring partner for tele! :)

I'm late bc Tumblr deleted my first draft and then I was annoyed lol

I am actually so obsessed with the war sibs they're getting lightning zapped together and I'm like aww they're such good siblings 🥹

Speaking of God games if you want another player maybe you could give Hephaestus' argument to another god (Artemis or sth it really doesn't matter honestly) and make Hephaestus level 4 as someone who actually has beef with Ares but he softens bc he knew Athena way back when. Idk throwing stuff at the wall for you hehe

Athena being uncomfortable with her wings is so sad. She deserves the world :(

Aww they're weaving together I'm gonna die

Athena using a sword is so real actually. Less shits to give does her good (bc if she continued using a spear you just know there was no healthy reason for it)

xx

[birdiewriteslit]

i love everything you write so so much! 🫶💗would you consider writing more for warren? maybe a pt 2 to the engagement or honestly literally anything, i just love him but not a lot of people write for him LOL

yeah, i can totally do that! the lack of djats fanfics is criminal lol (also sorry it took a bit to respond. i’m still recovering and i had this queued to post yesterday and it just like didn’t?? so i’m begging with tumblr for that)

“summer wedding”

warren rhodes x fem!reader

part 2 to “engagement”

disclaimer last time i went to a wedding i was five years old so i’m making shit up also i don’t care if it doesn’t fit the show timeline bc i can’t be bothered to do research

kinda short and not proofread

You glanced anxiously out the open window. Gray clouds were beginning to fill the sky as the breeze picked up. You fidgeted with the ring on your finger while watching the waves become rougher.

“Would you sit still?” Camila said, trying to effectively braid your hair.

“Do you think it’s gonna rain?” You asked, still staring outside.

Camila turned her head to look at Karen for support, who sat on your bed. “Probably,” she said.

“Karen!” Camila scolded.

“What? I’m being honest.” She smoothed out her silk dress that matched Camila’s. “This is nice bedding, by the way. I really love what you’ve done with this place. Thank God he couldn’t convince you to live on that boat.”

You ended your staring contest with the ocean and met her eyes in the vanity mirror. “I compromised with a house on the water. It’s beautiful, but I am deathly afraid of hurricanes.”

“Well that’s unfortunate because it looks like one is upon us,” Karen said, reaching over to the nightstand for the champagne bottle. She refilled her glass and sipped it, looking smug.

“Are you drunk already?” Camila asked, a bit annoyed. “The wedding starts in an hour.”

“I sure hope not. You two are the only bridesmaids who are currently here. Not sure where Daisy is,” you said worriedly.

“She’ll show up later,” Camila assured, not sounding too confident herself. “And I’m not a bridesmaid, I’m the maid of honor.” She tied your hair off with a white ribbon and smiled proudly at you in the mirror.

Karen stood up from the bed and bent down to hug you from behind. She rested her head on your shoulder. “You look so beautiful, Y/n.”

You let a breathy laugh escape your lips as they drew into a wide smile. You brought your hand up to rest on her forearm. “Thank you, both of you. I’m so happy you’re here.” You felt your eyes well up unexpectedly.

Camila was quick to bring a tissue to your face. “Don’t go crying on us now,” she said, kneeling down to dab it under your eyes. “You know we’ll cry too.”

You laughed through your nose and smiled broadly. “I know.”

Karen pulled her arms away from your body to pat your shoulders. “Shall we get the dress?”

Camila nodded with excitement and rushed to the bathroom where your dress was hanging up. Karen followed close behind.

You turned to look at yourself in the mirror. You sniffled and wiped your nose with the tissue Camila left in your hand. God, you were so emotional.

Three weeks ago, Warren was proposing to you on the beach, and now you were going to marry him in the same spot. It felt like a dream. None of this felt real, but all of it was happening.

Karen and Camila came back to the room, Karen holding the dress, and Camila holding onto Daisy’s arm.

“Daisy!” you exclaimed. “You’re here.” You stood from your seat and pulled her into a hug.

“Of course, I’m here. What? Did you think I wasn’t coming?”

You grimaced. “Do you want me to answer that honestly?”

She scoffed and rolled her eyes. “No, I really don’t.”

Karen laid the dress out on your bed. Camila took Daisy’s dress off of the hanger and left the room with the other two women, closing the door behind them.

You removed your clothes and slipped into your wedding dress. The sleeves were long and were draped off the shoulders. The flowing skirt billowed onto the floor.

You stared at yourself in the mirror. “Camila!” you called.

She came rushing in seconds later. “What? Is something wrong?” A hand flew to her mouth. “Oh, my God. It’s so perfect.”

She grabbed your hands and whirled you around so she could take in the dress. “You are the most beautiful bride,” she said after a moment of studying the white fabric.

Her bright smile matched your own as she said, “Let’s go get you hitched.”

——————

The ceremony was better than you could have imagined. It was small, with only immediate family and close friends attending.

Chairs were set up on the beach in front of your new house. It was windy, but the breeze wasn’t chilling. You were still a bit concerned about the possibility of rain.

The moment you saw Warren down that aisle all your worries floated away. He looked astonishing in that white suit. He grinned at you like he knew you were nervous. He was too, but there was no doubt in his mind he was making the right decision when he saw you in that dress.

You said “I do” on the same sand he asked you to marry him on. The priest barely finished pronouncing you husband and wife before Warren was kissing you with a ferocity that made your knees weak.

You were overwhelmed with happiness during the reception. You almost burst into tears when Eddie and Camila gave their speeches.

Everyone was dancing around your backyard under the soft light of the lanterns decorating the sky.

It was so beautiful. Everything was perfect, and you were beyond ready to start the rest of your life with your husband.

[whytheylosttheirminds]

Do you think there’s general love between Sarah and Rafe or do you think it’s just obligation that they both feel they have work things through for their father. Maybe a mix of both? The Cameron family dynamics have always been so interesting and literally one of the best storylines. I think the show has done because it’s so complex you could genuinely feel that Sarah loved her father so much, but also hated him at the same time . Verses Rafe who even after everything has so much respect and love for his dad . and I also think that Sarah sees her father in Rafe in a lot of ways and that’s terrifying. How do you think their relationship ( Sarah n Rafe ) was when they were younger? do you think they’ve always been at odds? think in like season two Rose mentioned that there was always something off about Rafe even when he was younger and I wonder if Sarah ever noticed ? Do you think Sarah knows how badly her dad treated Rafe?

Ooohhh good question!! This is actually something I really want to explore in my next series because, as with most things, I don’t think the show gives us enough to work with to really answer these questions…so I’ll do it myself lol. One of my notes for my story literally just says “brothers and sisters” because I find this dynamic to be one of the most interesting relationships in the world to explore. I would PAY for a flashback scene to show us what they were like as kids, but I don’t think we’ll get one, so my answer is mostly based on what I’ve made up in my head plus a little bit of what the show actually gives us…

I think one of the biggest tragedies in the Cameron family arc is the loss of time and the theft of childhood. Because, yes, I think Sarah loved her brother because I think that’s the kind of character she is; he’s my brother so I love him, full stop. I think of all the characters, she has one of the most straightforward, simple worldviews, which is refreshing and also is what makes it so hard for her when suddenly nothing about her life makes sense (thanks a lot, Ward).

I also think he probably annoyed the shit out of her and vice versa. The luxury of childhood is that you can hate your siblings while still being the most important people in the world to each other because when you’re a kid, you just assume that you’re going to grow all the way up with this person, and adults tell you “oh you bother each other now but just wait, someday you’ll be best friends.” And I think Sarah really believed this, but the time it takes to get there was taken from her, and he obviously became someone she never thought he’d be, which didn’t help.

I will say, as a little sister with big brothers, her forgiving him fairly easily in s4 resonates with me. I honestly can’t think of anything my big brothers could do that would make me not love them and not want them to love me, I mean that truly. I’ve seen a lot of people saying it doesn’t feel realistic and I totally get that, especially seeing how they didn’t give nearly enough time to show them getting to the point of the hug (which I’ve talked about before), but it still felt real to me as a little sister. That being said, there’s about a hundred things they could have done to better show that and build to that moment to make it feel earned. But that’s apparently not as exciting to watch as running through a sewer full of rats for literally an entire episode, so they didn’t do that. Sigh…

Also no, I don’t think Sarah realizes how badly Ward treated Rafe. I’d love if she was the one to be like “Rafe, the man you worship was actually your abuser…” but again, I don’t think we’ll get that.

I’m gonna save the rest of my thoughts and head canons about them for my series hehe

[kingofthering]

thinking about your beautiful rosquez fake dating au.... is it a public thing? like are they the motogp royal couple here (INSANE time to be in the paddock lol. and oh GOD the breakup) or is it strictly a performance for their friends/family? (also insane for marc specifically. that man cannot lie to alex ever change my mind) like i cant stop thinking about it...

I was thinking performance for their friends and family but with a couple of things to consider [because I never make my life easy, do I]:

my considerations of this kind of depends of the span of the fic and how long they are pretending before going into the actually dating phase [I think Valentino probably freaks out (mostly because of what Marc said) after that first time they sleep together and then putting it short : he ghosts Marc, Marc confronts him and they start hooking up regularly and then there is another big family thing (maybe Christmas if the fic started in the summer) and Valentino forgot he was supposed to fake break up with Marc at some point and anyway, they figure their shit out, the end] [divorce still happens in 2015, see you in 2024 for the reconciliation]

but in the grand scheme of things, they're only doing this to trick Valentino's mom (and like, all the aunts and uncles and everyone that gets involved after the dinner and the baby shower) (oops, things are getting out of hand, it's fine Valentino, it's fine) so that's the only thing they both have in mind when dealing with the secret

now, who was present at the ranch that summer to hear about this? probably the Academy kids that were all in either Moto2 or Moto3 at the time — do they really have to interact with Valentino's family and eventually lie to them? eh, I'd say it's a possibility, and does Valentino trust those teenagers to lie for him? absolutely not, does he trust them to keep their mouth shut about his relationship with Marc if he sat them down and told them it was important? yes, much more (and like, who would believe them in the paddock anyway, him and Marc together? please)

I think Luca can be the big joker/question mark here, on the one hand Valentino would feel shitty making Luca lie to his mom but on the other end Valentino feels shitty lying to Luca, so, 50/50 on that one for now

which means, that in my mind, Marc doesn't even have to bother about his side of the family, I fully agree with you that that man cannot lie to his brother and honestly, he would probably already spill the bean when his stay at the ranch gets extended and Marc asks him why on the phone

technically, could Valentino's mom talk to Marc's parents and fuck things up? I suppose, if I want to make my life annoying, that it could be a possibility, but I don't think Valentino's mom was in the paddock often so I'm just gonna eliminate that issue for this one universe [and like, could she have their number? also yes maybe in a universe that would be annoying to me]

in the grand scheme of things, Marc is agreeing to this 10% to help Valentino and 90% for personal selfish reasons and because in theory, this doesn't have any real flaw/annoyance for him, right? — do I think that he would have felt comfortable lying to his parents? absolutely not, I do think that would be quite interesting to explore in fic but again, making my life easy here [the whole "Valentino can put on a performance act while Marc is an open book to people who know him" of it all]

Now, to come back to that first option, the first thing that came to mind was a forced to come out scenario, especially if it happens because of leaked photos of them hooking up when having hate sex in say, 2016. Way angstier in the beginning but then it's indeed "what an insane time to be in the paddock" in a good way after they've fixed things.

[admittedly I don't always see how going the "yes we're gay but we're in love" way is better PR management than "our private lives should have never been hindered, that's all we have to stay about the matter" but, you know, fic purposes]

I think it could actually bring quite a different aspect to their dynamic in that scenario because if this is 2016, Valentino is 37 (9 titles and could technically retire with a long well-done career) and Marc is 23 (4 titles, still an immense way to go in his career and so much potential to explore).

Of course the whole thing affects Valentino but he honestly believes he can survive that whatever way and ignore the bad people and focus on keeping the same life, he'll be fine. Marc will say that he's not affected by what people say about him (and only on track things matter) but I don't think it's that easy, especially back then, especially after all the backlash he got post-Sepang, and when he puts his own 2015 anger aside, I think Valentino can recognize that as well.

It's Valentino looking at Marc seating next to him in the Yamaha/Honda (whichever) motorhome, watching the way Marc's knee keep bouncing at lightning speed, the lines of his face harsh, his eyes pointed on a far point on the wall. It's Valentino shutting his brain down and going "Yes, we'll do that, where do we start".

[ursawood]

elden ring dlc final boss spoilers

feel like im going fucking nuts because i like... dont really mind the final boss' lore? the fight is completely busted mechanically and i really did not want to fight radahn ever again, but i really dont get most of the complaints about the story itself.

im honestly surprised at how many people earnestly think they shouldve brought godwyn back as lord consort instead which. im gonna be real. i think thats really fucking stupid LOL. the base game tells you over and over that he is the deadest guy who has ever died. he has a whole questline and ending. his story is over. ive seen a lot of people say that radahn being revived somehow retcons or ignores the stuff in the base game about miquella attempting to revive godwyn, but in my eyes castle sol tells the complete story on its own. miquella didnt want to bring godwyn back to life, he wanted him to die a true death. if anything, he probably would have opted to use godwyn's body instead of mohg's if he hadnt given up.

the argument that radahn wouldn't have made the vow in the first place falls flat to me too. he adores godfrey, why wouldn't he want to become a powerful lord when miquella ascends to godhood? he went back on the vow, but we know miquella influences people's wills so it doesn't seem contradictory that he ends up as lord consort anyway imo

there's stuff linking miquella and radahn in the base game, even if we aren't told explicitly that they were close. sellia, where radahn grew up, is full of miquella's lillies. ordina, a town ostensibly built by miquella for his followers, has architecture identical to sellia. its not super explicit, and you wouldn't be able to come to the conclusion that radahn is fated to be miquella's consort from that, but people have accepted that melina is a daughter of marika based on even less. (or that shes the GEQ or whatever the fuck lol) and, yknow, the whole issue of malenia's crusade against radahn that was never fully explained until now

yeah miquella's plan undermines radahn's honorable death, but i think thats intentional. miquella is selfish. he's a child, he doesnt understand how his actions impact others, and he thinks the potential good outweighs whatever harm he causes. its fucked up by design.

my biggest issue with it is just how hard it sidelines malenia. the crusade wasn't her choice, she marched to caelid solely to deliver a threat on miquella's behalf, gravely injured herself in the process, and now she can't do anything except wait for him to get back. her lack of agency kind of fucking sucks.

anyway. it really annoys me when people act like godwyn was the intended final boss all along and fromsoft just rewrote everything 2 days before launch "to subvert expectations/for fan service". plenty of shit in the dlc feels rushed but this genuinely does feel like they were setting up for radahn the entire time, at least to me. it certainly was never gonna be godwyn lol

[yaaadooon]

I must know your headcannons on Kantrio and Johtrio interactions

OKAY!!

i think i'm stating the obvious here and i hope that's alright!

in this scenario i consider red and ethan to be the protags, they are the heart of these relationships.

The kantrio consider the johtrio their juniors, for a VERY long time but eventually as they get older they see each other on equal terms, for the most part.

ethan was the first one to meet red and blue, red sees him as his energetic lil kouhai for the most part, they get along swimmingly because ethan is a nice, sweet guy, but not a doormat. i think when it comes to training pokemon, they're a 50/50 split. but people tend to remember red more than ethan. ethan is pretty okay with that, except when you annoy him enough.

blue however doesn't gel with ethan's personality, blue is flighty, impulsive and ethan is a bit grounded, wholesome even. also ethan did not like being the go between for red and blue's Weird shit when they were teenagers.

this is probably why he gels with leaf. they pretty much bond over their shared Dissatisfaction with whatever blue is. except leaf actively trolls blue. ethan is way more passive aggressive about it.

and leaf has lots of money, mysteriously. nobody knows what she does for a living but she is generous with money, funding her little besties ventures. she's like the wine aunt with the ekans around her neck and a glass of merlot in her hand at all times. she's a bit of a schemer, but it all works out for her.

i'm still trying to figure out lyra, i think pokemas does a bit with her as a musician? i like that, fits her name too. she's down for anything essentially, blue is her bestie for real actually. if ethan is too much of a wet blanket then lyra's the opposite.

i also think red and ethan are just. whipped. maybe. oh sure they are powerful trainers but they live at the mercy and whims of their partners.

silver might require a whole separate thing, she's trans femme in my head, as an adult. i think it would be REALLY FUNNY if ethan was the one who came up with her name because he didn't get the chance to process what was on her trainer ID and came up with "Silver" when put on the spot.

red likes silver a lot, she's easy to work with, minds her own business, and is a really strong trainer. blue was the one who recommended her to become viridian city gym leader after him. leaf and her have a really funny relationship where leaf sees her as her little sapphic junior that she imparts all the lesbian lore onto and silvers like "you're only like three years older than me wtf?" silver sees right through her lol.

I THINK thats it for now, all a WIP really but i've been thinking about it for weeks. i just hope it all makes sense!!

[alitgblog]

volume vii thoughts

as per usual I have complaints about the missed opportunities of casa

first things first, the casa boys' sprites looked bad to me when I saw that post fusebox made but after playing for like a minute, I was like nah actually they're quite fine. However, prettiest sprites they're competing with are Jin, Claudia, Oakley, Tyler, and Bea so the competition is rough. Also idk something is throwing me off with Shawn and especially Kyle's face shapes.

I think last post I made I said Hari at least got more of a chance than Tyler, but scratch that actually, it feels like they got the same chance because suddenly we're in casa and hardly any mention of him, even though he and my MC have kissed a few times already and she hasn't really rejected him fully over Jin yet? Don't know if anyone's in the boat of going all in with Hari but I'm curious what the gameplay is like for them.

So Emel has randomly decided to be annoyed at Oakley again (I'll replay for you next time Oakley 🥺) and it's clearly because the routes are merged now, which is such a shame because I do think Emel and Oakley could've worked it out and become a fun couple to watch on the real show (probably a boring one though that the audience would dump until after the show ended that their real personalities come out on social media and the public like them individually or at least understand why they were together so long). And I know it's not the most in character thing but I so appreciate it not being a complete 180 for the sake of plot because I'm trying to imagine this with all the couples given what I know about them from my playthrough and Emel/Oakley always have problems because she's uptight and wants more dramatics in their romance and he's chill so any little thing he ends up doing sets her off, sure, I can buy that Emel is a little delusional. Then Luna/Jin would have problems because Luna is less extroverted than Jin, serious, and irritable (which honestly, relatable) and so Jin does things for a laugh and she doesn't get it. So maybe he didn't wink at Bea or did it as a joke because he's being cheeky and she takes it as flirting and starts an argument. And from my playthrough, Sophie and Jack always feel like they're looking for an argument so that checks out too. It's not perfect, but I can feasibly see how one could justify this plot point.

absolutely living for flirting with Claudia in casa

pet peeve subjective raunchy races is back 😠 at least a couple of them are better, like they did have oldest boy in there at least. everything else though, I don't care that much to listen to them argue about who's the most well traveled or stylish.

I love Bea's personality, she's so fun. And tbh, I'm kind of liking her and Liam together. He's forward and she's into it, and it seems like he can keep up with her for now so I'm happy with that couple and I hope it doesn't turn to shit (it probably will).

also pay to win when losers are gonna throw a part anyway ok sure 🙄 I think I've mentioned this before but like personally I think if they're gonna do gem scenes, there has to be a logical ways out of it rather than just MC being like "nah I don't feel like it" and then they lose?? at least for other gem scenes it's like "tell Sophie off 10 gems" or "stay silent" like sure that's fine I guess.

anyway the chats with the boys were actually all pretty fun and short. I, as per usual, have immediately gravitated towards the foodie/chef character but I'll admit I see what y'all are saying about Kyle. Tbh even Max isn't too bad but I'm cautious bc I'm getting Eddie vibes (it's the blond and the gossip lol). And I like Liam, he's like a less cartoonishly silly Hamish (so he reminds me of Felix).

I really like the free party wear dress and this is the second volume in a row MC has accidentally matched with a boy not her partner lol

Bea first mentioning she was bi but not flirting, I just thought maybe they were setting her up to partner with Claudia/Theo depending on who you couple up with/if you're on one of their routes. But then oh the tension at the party when she's staring at MC saying she wants to turn heads and Claudia getting nervous??? loving that.

I don't know what it's like for the other boys but it seems like Shawn and Kyle are drama averse, which I think could be an interesting plot point for later coming back from casa of course, but I also don't know if I believe in fusebox's ability to incorporate that in the story. (once again, the day I write a fic and learn to code its all over for you fusebox)

I didn't pay for the Bea talking about Jin scene but I saw yall talk about Sienna and like I doubt it's going anywhere if it's behind a paywall? it's like the Brad and Christy stuff tbh like unless a bunch of dumped islanders are coming back at the end, I'm ignoring it.

anyway it truly is missing Jin hours again 😔