#so enjoy the rare luci art!!

[humbuns]

brothers

[thedevilspearl]

awkward moments during sex — older brothers

a/n: was in the mood for wholesome smut with humour so here are some awkward moments that happen during sex with the older bros (younger brothers here).

tags: 1.7k words. female reader x lucifer (no warnings), mammon (mention of spanking, getting caught in the act) + leviathan (demon form!levi, double penetration, anal, levi has two dicks). minors do not interact!

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑

“ah! luci—”

your moans fill the room, almost drowning out the sound of classical music hailing from lucifer’s record player. he’s completely lost in the symphonies, suffocating in the way your precious voice sings along with the violins and piano — it’s orchestrated to perfection.

enough for him to not realise that his music of choice for your intimate time is only working in favour for him.

deep groans leave his throat as he loses himself in your body — or the music. at this point, you think he’s more turned on by his favourite classical piece than your writhing body beneath him.

although, the piece of art you’re creating with your body is just as impressive. you have every bit down to the nail. the desperate cries of his name, the trembling of your limbs, the delicate arching of your back.

there’s no way he’d be able to tell you’re faking it, right?

when lucifer proposed a request to play some music during sex, you had no qualms. it actually seemed like a good idea to spice things up in the most lucifer way possible. but you learned the hard way that classical music is the biggest turn off ever.

for you, at least. lucifer seems to be enjoying it.

you’d much rather hear your own voice than the music so with every thrust, you squeal a little louder than before with hope that he would pay more attention to your high–pitched whines than the soft tinkles of piano keys.

“oh, god, lucifer! it feel so good!”

faking an orgasm with luci is the last thing you imagined yourself doing but, in all honesty, you don’t have the heart to tell him to switch off the music. he was so excited to try this; he’s having the time of his life and you play your part to make him feel even better.

he’s close, head buried in the nook of your neck pressing chaste kisses along your skin. rutting slowly, he drags his cock in and out, engraving himself on the walls of your pussy. the dark–haired man finally lifts his head, bringing his lips to yours before inspecting your face.

“mmh, don’t stop, luci…”

but that’s exactly what he does.

“mc, is something the matter?”

“hm?”

holding himself up on shaky elbows, he brushes the hair away from your face and kisses your cheek. “you sound different tonight. what is it?”

“it’s nothing, luci.”

“it’s certainly something, mc. tell me.”

you bite your lip, breathing in his scent. you don’t want to hurt his feelings by telling him, but he seems to have figured it out already. you should have known better than to deceive the man above you, and your silence is telling.

 “are you perhaps… faking?” he asks.

“i’m sorry. i—i didn’t want you to stop.”

“mc, you should always tell me when to stop.” he chides you, but the tenderness he holds in his gaze warms you from the inside.

“i know, but… you were enjoying the music—”

“the music?”

“y—yeah,” you stutter. “i’m not really feeling the music.”

he sighs embarrassedly, dropping his head into your neck once again before chuckling. his whole body rocks against you with awkward laughter and you can’t help but join in.

“mc, you’re pleasure is far more precious to me than music. do you want to continue if i turn it off?”

you pout your lips in thought. “i think i spoiled the mood, luci.”

“nonsense,” his lips turn upwards and he places a kiss to your forehead while slipping you into his arms. “we can always cuddle, can we not?”

𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍

the atmosphere in mammon’s room is usually quite lax — there’s very rarely a need for you to feel tense when you’re with mammon but tonight is different. laid over his lap, his large hand caresses the burning skin of your ass before giving a tight squeeze.

“mammon,” you whine with teary eyes. “please! want you so bad…”

“don’t be so needy,” he smirks and you whine louder because mammon is the last person who should be teasing you about neediness. “i’m having some quality time with your pretty ass.”

he gives your reddened cheeks another quick tap, not as harsh as the previous ones but more remiss. he loosens up a little, allowing your scent to ease his mind and you, too, relax as he massages your throbbing cheeks. you exhale deeply, with a hum escaping your lips as the white–haired demon embraces you.

mammon isn’t one to often punish your body like this but he had a stressful day and you offered for him to take his frustrations out on you. but for now, it seems his burdens are long forgotten because the dark look in his eyes is taken up by his all–familiar starved gaze, like he’s ready to pounce on you at the first sign of movement.

you move in unison; his hands fly to your hips as he scoots up the bed, resting his back on the headboard while you settle above him.

“c’mon, princess. how about ya ride my dick?” mammon suggest with a wink. his cockiness sends a current through your body, reaching every inch of you and igniting fire in you.

“i like the sound of that,” you straddle him, your warm thighs pressing onto his. lining his cock to your entrance, you trace his tip up and down your slit before pushing it through your sopping hole. “fuck…”

mammon moans into your mouth, tongues intertwining in dance you know all to well. he breathes in little gasps and hisses when you drop yourself of him little by little until his raging cock is completely enveloped in your soft, velvety warmth.

it doesn’t take long for you to find a near impossible rhythm, fucking him faster than you’ve ever done anything. you slam your hips down and bounce with all your might, face contorted with the promise of ascending to somewhere only bliss is known. “fuck, i’m so close, ma—”

“mammon! did you take my new figure again?” levi barges into the room, refusing to tear his eyes away from the device in his hand to notice you both naked. your mouth opens to scream at him when asmo enters the room not a second later.

“mc,” he sings. “i thought i’d find you in here. let’s go shopping!”

“i’m a little busy,” you say through gritted teeth, seething with annoyance as your orgasm slips from your grasp. the two brothers finally look up and register the position you and mammon are in.

you think thhis would be the end but more of the brothers enter. all the while, mammon’s cock is buried to the hilt of your pussy.

“hey, have you guys seen mc?” belphie mumbles.

“we’ve been looking for ages. oh, mc… here you are.” beel’s eyes grow wide as they rake over the sight before him.

your entire body turns hot with embarrassment, frozen from the fear of moving or else they’ll see more than what they what can.

“can you at least turn away?” you grumble, dipping your head into mammon’s shoulder, and he barks them, too.

“or maybe, you know, get the fuck out of my room!”

“that’s no way to talk to your brothers.” lucifer’s disappointed voice echoes and he freezes upon entering, seeing what he stumbled upon. the final straw is satan peeking over the shoulder of his eldest brother.

“you guys didn’t tell me there was a watching party.”

“because there isn’t!” you yell, yanking the pillows from underneath mammon and launching them at the brothers. “get out!”

𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍

“fuck, levi,” you moan, grinding your hips over his. “your cocks are so fucking good!”

“mmh,” he hums along; he’s lost far too deeply in your body. it’s a haven for him, one filled with bliss only. one that he never wants to return from.

levi needs to think again before choosing video games over you. he’s a fool to have ever considered the former to be greater than the latter.

no, not when you can show him just how incredible this feeling is. from now on, he will never choose anything other than you, his one and only player.

the symphony of your moans and whines combined fill the room, and nothing cuts through the lustful noises until a playfully tuned ping sounds from behind you. levi stirs in his heavenly trance, but you take his lips in yours, not allowing his computer to distract him.

after all, tonight was all about giving you some well deserved time since he’s so obsessed with his video games. leaning down, you wrap your lips around his nipple, swirling circles around it and relishing in the way his body arches up into you.

his cocks twitch inside of you; you’re full to the brim in both holes and you’ve never felt so good. this degree of pleasure confounds you — there’s no way both you and levi could possibly feel so godly in this world. you're convinced you both died and went to heaven for that is the only realm such pleasure could exist in.

but you’re slowly brought back to reality again when levi’s computer chimes a second time. then a third.

“fuck!” levi jolts into an upright position. “i forgot about the raid!”

“what raid-ah!” you yelp as he jumps to his feet, arms securing you on his waist and you frustratedly wrap your legs around him, ensuring you don’t feel the loss of him inside you.

he plonks down in his gaming chair with you in his lap. wincing from your knees digging into the arm rests, you shift into a more comfortable position before realising levi’s eyes are no longer on you but on the lit up screen behind you. and his hands have left your soft skin, now clicking away on his mouse and keyboard while muttering to himself.

“seriously?! levi, you promised it would just be us tonight!”

“i’m sorry! give me five minutes and we can pick up where we left off.”

scoffing, you send him a deathly glare which goes completely unnoticed as his attention is completely and wholly on the stupid raid. his gaming addiction had proven too strong for you to compete with given that he let it interrupt sex with you. he’s a lost cause now.

“forget it,” you sigh, climbing from his lap but he hisses when the warmth from your pussy and ass escape him.

slender fingers find you immediately, gripping you so you can’t escape. he takes little to no time in placing you on his desk, the raid forgotten in an instant as he slips his cocks back inside of you with desperation.

“i’m sorry,” he groans and presses his hips flush, and your head falls back after finding a new pleasure in this position. a gasp escapes you as he shifts into his demon form and his tail slithers around your waist, locking you in place against him. “don’t go.... please.”

[correlance]

Charlastor / Radiobelle Headcanons: Wholesome Edition

Note: I am asexual, and these are my personal thoughts as to how an asexual Alastor would interact with one of his romantic interests. Art is by Slim_Babydoll on Twitter/X. Feel free to check out their account!

Alastor likes to run his finger around the rim of his glass of whiskey and rye when listening to Charlie sing, resting his face against one of his hands. It's one of his "tells" that he's thinking, or "lost in thought" and feeling. Normally stiff and formal, he loosens up and relaxes, easing up a bit more, when he has alcohol in him.

He likes gazing fondly at Charlie from a distance a lot of the time, because the distance allows him to explore and feel things on his own terms, away from others. However, he is gentlemanly and affectionate with Charlie, greeting her by taking her hand(s) in both of his, and giving her a chaste, lingering kiss there.

Alastor always treats Charlie with gentleness...not because he thinks that she's fragile and delicate, or because she's a lady, but because he wants to protect her from the evils and ills of the world. For as much as Alastor and Lucifer have a stubborn rivalry, the two have a genuine respect for each other; both love Charlie. Lucifer respects Alastor for "keeping his little girl safe and sound".

As a couple, Alastor and Charlie have separate beds, similarly to Lucy and Ricky in the show I Love Lucy, but on occasion, Alastor just likes being physically held by Charlie, and vice versa. Sometimes, he'll wrap his arms around Charlie from behind and hold her close to him, resting his chin on her head. He likes the feeling of Charlie being small and protected in his embrace.

Although he is more extroverted and outgoing with Rosie, Mimzy, and Niffty, Alastor is more reserved and quiet with Charlie, because he feels so much for her that he doesn't know how to express it. He just likes "enjoying the silence" with her. Alastor has lingering childhood trauma over seeing emotional vulnerability as "weakness", so he only likes to let his mask or guard down, and be truly and fully vulnerable, with Charlie, who he trusts.

Alastor also has some trauma related to physical touch, including sex, especially when it comes to men touching him. Charlie is also gentle and soft when touching Alastor, because she wants him to feel valued, respected, but also cared for and loved as her spouse.

While in bed, Alastor likes touching Charlie all over in a non-sexual sense, because he marvels at her being "so soft and smooth" in comparison to him, who is lean and lithe, with little to no body fat or softness. He also loves whatever perfumes and soaps Charlie uses, and likes burying his face in her hair, as well as being a little bit silly with her (i.e. chaste kisses on her stomach, face, etc.).

Alastor and Charlie do occasionally have sex, but as Alastor rarely-if-ever feels sexual desire, and it is fleeting and fickle for him, he does it mostly to please Charlie. He can "perform", but he sometimes has trouble in that department due to having a lot of wandering and meandering thoughts during the act. However, he loves worshipping Charlie like the "goddess" that she is in bed, while not minding or needing for his actions to be reciprocated. While he comes across as dominant in his public persona (i.e. taking the lead, exuding power and authority, etc...), he's actually quite submissive in bed, but can be dominant, if needed.

Charlie is always patient with Alastor whenever he decides that he's in the mood for trying to have intercourse with her. They usually take things slow and sweet, and Charlie also likes being affectionate with Alastor during the act, holding his face, lacing their fingers, running her fingers along his spine and sides, etc.

Alastor is very old-fashioned in how he treats and sees his relationship and marriage with Charlie, and prefers to express his love for her in non-sexual ways, such as dancing, singing, taking her out on dates, and just enjoying being with her in general. In a sense, he feels that his love for her transcends the need for sex, because what he feels is "so much more". Charlie agrees with him.

Alastor's favorite thing to do with Charlie is to put music on the gramophone, or turn on the radio, take her into his arms, and slow dance with her in their living room, or sit next to her in a chair while holding hands. While reading, he will reach for her hand, entwine their fingers, or caress her hands and fingers with his own, all while still holding and reading his book with the other.

[fayetape]

Flame by Fayetape - Chapter 3: Ballad

Finnick Odair x Reader

Word count: 1056

CW: Suggestions prostitut10n, angst, death themes.

Summary of series: Reader and Finnick met when they were very young. They experience the horrors of Panem together as they grow up. Throughout the years they fight for a shoot needing. Whatever that might look like… Angst/Fluff/Smut/Series/Minimal use of Y/N

Authors note: Heyyy all sorry for the little break! I’ve been so busy with school and work. But I’m back! This has been sitting in my drafts for a minute, ooooppps(?) As always, open to kind and constructive criticism! Enjoy!

It would be weeks before he came back to district four. When he finally did, he was incredibly happy to see her. She was the first person he ran to as soon as he got some freedom. He hugged her so tight she thought he might suffocate her half to death. He was finally home. For a short while, things felt like they were falling back into normalcy. This fleeting sense left the more time she would spend with Finnick. He was a lot quieter. He would engage in conversations, but would keep them short. Still, they stayed together, even if it was in silence. Finnick grew cockier as the months went on. Spouting off arrogant comments towards the people of district four and whoever he came across. She found his new attitude insensitive and hurtful, yet she stayed with him. She tried to understand what it would feel like to be the winner of the games. Of course it would change a person. There would be moments where the Finnick she knew would come out. Only when things were quiet and the world felt still would he act like his sweet and playful self. Over time his usual demeanors became rare. Still, they would date for two whole years. What ended the relationship was his frequent trips to the capitol. He wouldn’t speak much on it except for boasting about fancy parties and art exhibits that he had the luxury of attending. She would listen, but the paranoia in her head eventually got to be too much. She was convinced he was cheating on her. He would often come back with mysterious bruises on his neck that he would brush off as an accident. Finnick always got snappy anytime these marks were brought up. How could she think anything else but cheating? They were both young and immature. After many intense arguments, and sleepless nights, the couple broke up and never spoke again. The field would be empty of the two of them forever.

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

It was her last reaping day ever. If she could make it past today, she would finally be able to rest. These days she didn’t see much of Finnick, which certainly eased her nerves. She dated other boys and broke up with them. When she and Finnick would inevitably cross paths, they would both avoid eye contact. When he would come by her job at the local market she would pretend not to know him and make the usual casual small talk like she would with every customer, just a little less enthusiastically. She tried her best to keep her gaze from falling to the counter and suppress the awkward shake in her voice. He would do the same, sometimes catching himself starting to stare into her eyes. She would ignore his attempts at contact, he wouldn’t try again. Every reaping day she thought of him and every reaping day he was nowhere to be found. Even on her last reaping, he was gone. I guess she couldn’t expect much else. They hadn’t been friends for years. Maybe after today she could finally start to find some sense of peace. Escape from the haunting thoughts of what Finnick experienced or what could have been, escape from her own fear. Freedom. Ready to put the reapings behind her. Her mom laid out a dress for her like she did every year. This year's dress was a burnt orange color. The girl was still anxious, there was still a chance she could get reaped, in fact it was higher than ever. But she made it this far. She headed off to the town with a nervous determination to survive this last blood draw. The scene is nothing more than it always is. Crying families, scared first-years, intimidating peacekeepers lined up and a stage. It was boring at this point. She would still find it horrifying even if she had played this game for a hundred years. The system was cruel, but she could dissociate from it enough. A mic screams and buzzes as it connects to the speakers. The same woman who comes by every year in her ridiculous outfits entered the stage. The chatter and distress of the crowd became tense and silent.

“Welcome everyone to the seventy-first annual reapings”

Her tone was joyful in a way that sounded sardonic. She spoke on the previous games and her “wonderful excitement” for the next games. The usual dialogue of brain-dead capitol celebrities.

“Without further ado, we shall now announce the female tribute for this year’s Hunger Games,” She smiled.

The girl’s heart raced. Just have to get through this one more time. One more time.

“Y/N L/N! Come up on stage dear!”

The crowd went silent. She looked around. Many looked relieved for themselves or staring in a state of shock. She felt like she was going to pass out. Her head went foggy and her mind went blank. Fingers turned cold and face went pale. She wondered if there was a consequence for passing out. Would they drag her limp body up on stage? Would they punish her? Her thoughts were quickly interrupted.

��Don’t be shy! Come up here, love!”

Shaking, she walked towards the stage. The world was spinning. Was it? Or was she? Her senses sharpened. She could hear the subtle squeak of the wood beneath her feet as she stepped up on stage. Eyes wide, she looked around the crowd for someone to help her, but no one did.

“And the male tribute is…” the woman announced, “Clement Almas!”

A twelve year old boy. She had always seen him while working at the market. A few years back she had snuck a couple pieces of caramel candy into his shopping bag before she got in trouble for it. The boy lived with his grandmother with his parents nowhere to be found. It wasn’t fair. This wasn’t fair. There was some rumbling of the crowd and some muffled announcements before she was whisked away by the peacekeepers. They gave her about three minutes to say goodbye to her mother before she was thrown on a train and taken to the capitol. Nothing and everything all at once raced through her head. She felt so overwhelmingly empty. The train rumbled and shrieked. This was the end of her life.

[soursvgar]

Hi there! Was reading through your posts and im absolutely enchanted by the way you write the brothers :)

If its okay to put in a request, Could you write for an artistic MC asking to draw the brothers? Or if all of them is too much, just luci, satan and mayybe solomon?

Artistic MC asking to draw them ♡

A/N: first of all thank you so much!! ;v; I ended up only writing the three you asked so I hope that's okay! I wasn't sure where you wanted me to take it so I tried a couple different directions, I really hope you'd enjoy it! ♡

Lucifer, Satan, Solomon x gender neutral reader ; slightly suggestive but mostly fluff

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

ෆ ━ Lucifer ━ ෆ

Lucifer would most likely refuse to admit that it makes him not only flattered, but also secretly excited when you ask to draw him. Being your muse has a unique ring to it, and he gets giddy simply thinking about you receiving inspiration from him. He prides himself in his elegance, and as modest as he may present himself, you recognizing his beauty and charm serves as a mighty compliment to him, as well as a stroke to his ego.

Chances of rejection were slim in the first place, as Lucifer's guilty pleasure had always been to make you happy, in any way possible, but not at all costs; even he may sometimes refuse you, mostly due to his busy schedule and prior commitments to Diavolo. Therefore, you choose a quiet evening when he had some seemingly rare spare time to suggest the two of you use it for a bonding activity. You hesitate when he asks what's on your mind, but your worries promptly fade when you drop the question, noticing his amused expression. You can immediately tell he likes the idea, and you could just as much conclude of all the different directions his brain is taking it to.

"Use me as your model? Is that what your heart desires?" Lucifer smirks, holding a glass of demonus snug within his fingers. Swirling it, he watches as the liquid inside create stain marks along the rim before his lips inch closer to take a sip. "Very well. In that case, I shall do so." He sets down the glass, now focusing on you as he sprinkles in his own suggestion. "Should I stay clothed for this, though?"

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

ෆ ━ Satan ━ ෆ

Satan himself is a work of art. His perfectly sculpted face and chiseled body pale in comparison to his compelling nature━ it was things like the way his lips moved in perfect sync when he read to you out of a book, and the depth his sentences carried when he made a promise to you, fingers ghosting over yours ever so slightly━ that captured your heart. In the eyes of an artist, the word breath-taking does not do justice to describe his appeal.

It's early morning when you uncharacteristically wake up before Satan does. The dark silhouettes breaching through the window adjacent to the bed in his room fall perfectly on his sleeping features, creating a contour to his already impeccable face. You catch yourself staring, it's not often you get to witness Satan deep in slumber, seeming remarkably relaxed. You barely manage to avert his blonde locks away from his face when his eyes flutter open; lost in his gaze, the words rather slip out of your mouth.

"You want to draw me?" Satan cocks an eyebrow before his expression softens, a grin lifts the corners of his lips. "I've read about it in a novel once, but I didn't realize you find me so enticing to satisfy your artistic ventures." He props himself on his elbow, closing the distance between the two of you as he hushes a reply. "I'll do that, only because I have the most beautiful masterpiece to appreciate while I pose."

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

ෆ ━ Solomon ━ ෆ

With Solomon, things just seem to flow like water, effortlessly. Perhaps it was your initial core that connected the both of you, being the two sole humans in the exchange program for a very long time. Or maybe it was the time spent as his apprentice that brought you closer, awarding you with some quality time and a chance to be more familiar with each other. You couldn't pinpoint the exact reason, but something about him just made you feel relaxed, cared for, and appreciated.

Chuckling, he was teasing different poses as you sat by the aisle, physically unable to contain your smile. When you asked to draw him, you hadn't a doubt that he will agree, but you couldn't fathom how enjoyable it would be for him. For the past hour, he eagerly suggested ideas - from the color palette, through different themes, and up to offering some magical tools to add life to the drawing, quite literally.

"You know, I can't really get any work done like this." Snickering, you sit him down in the location of your choice before sneaking a peck to the tip of his nose. "Let me do what I'm good at. You trust me, right?" Just before you turn on your heels and back to your aisle, you feel a tug on your arms.

"There is no one I trust more than you." And with that, Solomon pulls you to his level, capturing your lips in an amorous kiss.

[creepercraftguy]

Pokemon Scarlet/Violet - Voice Actor Headcanons (Teal Mask and Indigo Disk Edition)

So, the version of this post I did for the main game turned out to be one of my all time most popular posts on this platform, and I'm honestly super happy about that. The majority of people seemed to really like the voices that I picked for each of the characters, and there were some fun discussions in the reblogs and comments.

So it was only a matter of time before I got around to doing the DLC characters, and now that Indigo Disc is finally out, better now than never. Pokemon obviously rarely has voice acting in the main series, so this is the next part of the series where I assign English VA's to each of the characters.

Before I get into this, there are a few points I need to reiterate, as I often do with these posts.

This is NOT CANON. These are HEADCANONS and are unofficial. It’s just a hypothetical situation. If the characters were voiced, this is who I imagine would voice them.

Every major character in the DLC is included here, so there are HEAVY SPOILERS for the game’s DLC storylines. DO NOT READ THIS POST IF YOU HAVE NOT PLAYED THE TEAL MASK OR INDIGO DISC OR DON’T WANT TO BE SPOILED.

This VA Headcanons post is SPECIFICALLY for the characters from Pokemon ScarVi's DLC. If you want to see the characters from the main game, the post is here.

As was the case with Nemona and Penny, it's highly likely that the characters will get official English VA's in Pokemon Masters. Remember that this post was constructed prior to this.

So without further ado, I hope you enjoy my ideas. Or don’t. Your choice.

Kieran - JUSTIN BRINER

Also Voiced:

Deku/Izuku Midoriya (My Hero Academia)

Nico (Nanbaka)

Mikaela Hyakuya (Seraph of the End)

Carmine - ANNE YATCO

Also Voiced:

Nobara Kugisaki (Jujutsu Kaisen)

Raiden Shogun (Genshin Impact)

Lola Metrose (The Hidden Dungeon Only I Can Enter)

Briar - EMI LO

Also Voiced:

Ruan Mei (Honkai Star Rail)

Lucy (Cyberpunk Edgerunners)

Rena Ryuugu (Higurashi: When They Cry)

Perrin - ERICA LINDBECK

Also Voiced:

Futaba Sakura (Persona 5)

Kaori Miyazono (Your Lie In April)

Celica (Fire Emblem)

Cyrano - GABE KUNDA

Also Voiced:

Macaron (Hi-Fi Rush)

Rock Lock (My Hero Academia)

Shin Yasuda (Horimiya)

Crispin - RICCO FAJARDO

Also Voiced:

Lemillion/Mirio Togata (My Hero Academia)

Kotaro Tatsumi (Zombie Land Saga)

Itona Horibe (Assassination Classroom)

Amarys - KIRSTEN POTTER

Also Voiced:

Tae Takemi (Persona 5)

Hisame (Naruto)

Naomi Kimishima (Trauma Center)

Lacey - CHRISTINE CABANOS

Also Voiced:

Mako Mankanshoku (Kill La Kill)

Chiaki Nanami (Danganronpa)

Silica (Sword Art Online)

Drayton - ZENO ROBINSON

Also Voiced:

Junpei Iori (Persona 3 ReLoad)

Hawks (My Hero Academia)

Hunter (The Owl House)

Billy - JOSHUA WATERS

Also Voiced:

Kyler (Class of '09)

Inu-Oh (Inu-Oh)

The Quadruplets (Tribe Nine)

O'Nare - KIRSTEN DAY

Also Voiced:

Constance (Fire Emblem Three Houses/Three Hopes)

Skipper (Barbie)

Kibutsuji's Wife (Demon Slayer)

Snacksworth - MIKE POLLOCK

Also Voiced:

Dr. Eggman (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Adon (Berserk)

Professor Ochanomizu (Pluto)

[kpchrs]

Hii! I hope you are doing fine. I just wanna say that I love your Tumblr, the snowbaird reblogs, art, and analysis are great. I spent a lot of time here. So, if it isn't too much to ask, could you share some of your favorite snowbaird fics? Thankss

Hi, Anon! I'm doing fine, I hope you too!

Thank you lol I'm happy to be a reblogging service. I do dig the tags a lot (aka being obsessive). You should go to the tag #thg meta on my friend's blog @mswyrr for more great meta!

Surprisingly, I haven't read too many Snowbaird fics. My friends are like "hEy HaVe YoU rEaD tHe NeWeSt ChApTeR?" and they will shout at each other excitedly while I can just sit cus no I haven't I'm overwhelmed 👁️👄👁️ And they go "rEaD iT!!!" OKAY OMAGAH but I still haven't read more. You know, how to read fics when it grows from 80 something to above 350 in just a few weeks?

So this recommendation will be based on what I have read and what my friends are always yapping about:

right here in the old therebefore by @californiannostalgia (This is the first fic Snowbaird I read and I love it. I love Ghost!Coryo and Ghost!Lucy Gray. Everlark-focused tho.)

Surveillance Shadow by @southslates (Some love for my beloved, Tigris Snow.)

my smoking gun, my eclipsed sun by opheliac (I linked this to all they have written on Snowbaird, short but great.)

send me straight to heaven by shirbertsholmesburys (Where he doesn't even have to lift a finger to get a better Panem and thus he is free to scream at birds in his oldie days :) Dumb Coryo. A rare HEA fic.)

Snow Dove by @spoomed (A post-canon fic where Lucy Gray is alive. Help me to push her to use Tumblr again lol)

Anything by @framboise-fics (Something of a legend maybe.)

Anything by @fkevin073 (Something of a legend maybe (2))

This is Not A Love Song by FrostedGemstones22 (This is one the fics my friends have been screaming about 👁️👄👁️)

The Sweet Spot by thedaughterofdeath (Modern AU, Singer!Lucy Gray and Manager!Coryo)

Enjoy the Show! by lautdalam (One of the First Lady/Mentor!Lucy Gray AU and I think a story with a doomed ending told by Haymitch's eyes :))

Reflections of the Garden by madzdolin (This is also one of the fics my friends have been screaming about and I'm still reading 👁️👄👁️)

And, uh, now I got overwhelmed LOL I'll try to add some more later.

Thank you for the ask! I've been keeping my eyes and ears open and, well, there are more fics to be published by talented people. So stay tuned in the tags, both Tumblr and AO3.

Kris

[msnihilist]

Ben 10 Fic Recs for Rare/Unusual Pairings

Note: some of these fics are E-rated. Read the tags. No crossovers. No BenRook, Gwevin, Bevin, Bwen, Benkai, or Benlie (unless in a polycule). All of the links are AO3 fics. Enjoy!

Ben Pairings

Ben/Albedo → Just Galvan Things & So Much More & Vile Urges & Nightmares Can Only Lead to Comfort & Rekindled Hatred & Trapped Together and Becoming Human & in nomine patri et fili spiritus sancti & Christmas And 3am Conversations

Ben/Argit → Argit Asks a Favor

Ben/Attea → good guy gone bad

Ben/Charmcaster → The Bad and The Worst & Magical Hands & Thanatophobia (Is what I feel for you) & Lovesick...but also genuinely sick & Shut Up and Kiss Me, Hero & Couple's Discount & We'll Meet Again & The Island Misadventures of Ben and Charmcaster

Ben/Eddie → Once Summer Ends

Ben/Elena → Lysis & The Redeem of The Swarm & Wanting vs Waiting & Time Lost

Ben/Ester → Faces

Ben/Eunice → A Very Eunisexual Christmas

Ben/Jennifer → Crossroads

Ben/Ken → Dropping In

Ben/Kenny → A Gift, From Thirty Years in the Future & New Day, Same Person & His Universe

Ben/Khyber → Distractions & Hunter and Prey & Not Yet

Ben/Looma → Conquered

Ben/Lord Transyl → La Petite Mort & Drifting off to a tempting sleep

Ben/Lucy → Future Sight

Ben/Malware → Hunger

Ben/Michael → Sorry, I wasn't born with a filter

Ben/Reiny → The Wedding & The Art of the Deal

Ben/Rojo → A Little Fun

Ben/Tetrax → Motivation

Ben/Vilgax → Sospes Sui & I'm Taking What's Mine and Your Time Has Come

Ben/Zs'Skayr → Ghost at the Bellwood Motel & One

Alternate Ben Pairings

Ben 23/Ben Prime → For You

Ben 23/Gwen 10 → Different Times

Ben 23/Rook Prime → All My Life, My Heart Has Yearned For a Thing I Cannot Name

Mad Ben/Bad Ben → Hot Mess

Mad Ben/Ben Prime → An Unlikely 'Friend' In An Awkward Situation

Mad Ben/Mad Rook → Like That

Nega Ben/Nyancy Chan → Catnip and Smoothies

No Watch Ben/Ben Prime → Never Get Out of Your Head & Insanity & Unorthodox & Don't Tell Paradox & Nothing Lasts

No Watch Ben/Bad Ben → You Saved Me Even Though We're Enemies

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[see-arcane]

Mina is the most likely to play (harmless but funny) pranks. Van Helsing also.

Prankster MOs of the Drac Attack Pack

Mina: So good at her polite mien and poker face that you can never tell when or where the prank is coming. Sometimes it's already happened and she can play so innocent you're left second-guessing. But no. She got you.

Van Helsing: Man loves a good prank. He is full of all the goofs and japes you could ask for. Jack is, of course, his favorite and easiest target. Though perhaps he went too far in briefly taking his fidget-lancet hostage and swapping it out with an ear of corn.

Quincey: Not a threat unless you try to get him first. Emphasis on the word 'try.' He strikes me as the kind of guy who can smell a prank coming--I picture him as part of a very big family with optimal sibling-based training--and always has a counter-prank prepared in advance. Arthur found this out the hard way. Jack was already in position with a Kodak for the payoff, recording The Incident* for posterity. (*The Incident is locked in a safe that no amount of money or dreamy puppy eyes has been able to bribe out. Sorry, Art.)

Arthur: Not the most extravagant of pranksters (see above), but is very good at quiet/covert pranks that are basically a waiting game. He does a Thing and then sets his watch to see how long it takes for the victim(s) to notice it's happened. Once got Lucy for a solid hour as she looked for a specific hair comb around her room, Arthur looking with her. When her back was turned, he took it from his pocket and quickly did up his own curls with it from behind. She didn't notice until he took a seat in front of her vanity with his back to the mirror.

Jack: Has never once succeeded in intentionally pranking anyone. Not counting himself when he spent the better part of an afternoon looking for the glasses that were on top of his head.

Jonathan: Pranks rarely if ever occur to him to play. But rarity doesn't mean never. That he could or would pull a prank is so alien a concept that no one bothers to consider him a suspect. Except Mina, who knows, but would never say. If only because half the time the prank was a couple's activity.

BONUS:

Dracula: "Hello, my good friend, Jonathan Harker ;) I hope you will enjoy the completely normal and very brief visit to my lovely castle ;) Which you will definitely get to leave as a living human being with all your blood and sanity where it should be ;)"

Dracula, two months of traumatizing his solicitor later: "Ha ha, got you"

[coiledqueen]

POKEMON DOSSIER: HECUBA

SPECIES: Milotic (F) ABILITY: Competitive POKEGO SIZE: XXL OT: Aqua Grunt Grason MET: Lilycove City (Team Aqua HQ)

Hecuba has a serious nature and enjoys dry foods. She is also extremely strong willed--when something or someone catches her eye, this Milotic won't rest until her curiosity is sated. While Hecuba is best known for maintaining a watchful presence on the Frontier's seaside coast, she does indulge in a bit of storm-chasing from time to time, usually with Lucy riding upon her back.

During her younger delinquent days, Lucy first met Hecuba (then just a Feebas) on one of her frequent visits to Team Aqua's hideout. A grunt was boasting about his rare catch--even offering Feebas up as a battling stake--so Lucy took on his entire team with only Vera in tow. Needless to say, the future Pike Queen tore through the grunt's entire squad...and crowned the newly-earned Feebas as the second member of her team.

Due to some truly incredible strokes of luck (winning the Hoenn Loto-ID and meeting the Contest Blend Master were absolute boons for her life situation), Lucy was able to unlock the secret to Hecuba's evolution. After much research and trial-and-error, Lucy finally mastered the art of Pokeblock blending...and her Pokemon gladly received the high-quality fruits of her labor.

And then, after thousands of battles watched, thousands of hours spent swimming and scrapping with Lilycove's sea-finest...Lucy's Feebas finally evolved into Milotic, just days before Scott's initial offer came through. Perhaps due to the care shown to her (along with the high-quality Pokeblocks), she is absolutely gigantic.

While her Aqua friends scoffed at her shabby-looking fish at first, Lucy saw huge potential, noting how Hecuba could swim anywhere and seemingly never had to rest. High resilience and a revved-up motor…what more could you ask for? Nowadays, in comparison to her brutally quick, hyper-offensive Seviper, Lucy's Milotic serves as an immovable wall of defense, weathering attacks with haughty toughness before completely blowing worn-down foes away. Those who have somehow survived Vera on land...will often quickly be disposed of by Hecuba at sea.

In comparison to Vera's more...playful nature, Hecuba is decidedly no-nonsense. Ferociously protective of Lucy and her allies, she takes her responsibilities very seriously and has little time for play or idle chatter. She remembers faces and holds frosty grudges. Everyone who exits or leaves the Frontier will be judged by this sea-sentry...for better or for worse.

[russellshaws]

Hey!! There's been a lack of Chenford promo/sneak peaks for this ep?! Thoughts/expectations...

listen...tv being this accessible is so wild. it makes me feel soooo old. like, tv has never been this accessible prior to an episode airing in the history of the format. the idea that we see press photos and releases and 10000 sneak peeks and spoilers is just so...bleh. i'm not into that. it can be fun to follow but idc about anyone's speculation but my own, other people's thoughts/expectations stress me out and i honestly very rarely share my own bc they just get me hate mail ✉️

i miss when the only thing i knew about an episode of upcoming tv was what i read in like, tv guide. i realize this is such an old lady take but as a person who loves the art of tv writing, i just feel like all this shit does the story such a disservice. think about the fact that until like, 10 years ago, honestly a little less, we didn't really see hoards of press photos for every single episode. we didn't see a bunch of sneak peeks so we knew what was to come. sure, there were spoilers, but idk - i yearn for tv to be able to operate in that oblivious space again, i hate knowing what's coming for an episode and forming expectations bc i'd rather just...enjoy television. it's honestly sad to me bc all this shit has changed the way tv works, the way it's written, etc.

anyway all of this is to say: there's been a lack of promo/sneak peeks in general for this ep. that's not abnormal, it just feels weird coming off 2 weeks in a row of a season premiere/100th episode level of hype. the chenford element of it is also not weird to me. they're 2/8 main cast members. other people are going to get the sneak peeks sometimes, just gotta roll with it. if you like the show, it shouldn't matter. ngl, i hate seeing chenford in sneak peeks bc then not all of the content is new for me. i'd so much rather be surprised.

i'm sure there will be some chenford content since there are press photos of them together and we know lucy will wind up riding with celina/tim from spoilers when they were shooting this ep. i'm personally hype not to have to go into this ep assuming i know anything. having all these preconceived notions, imo, is not a healthy relationship with tv so i just try to avoid doing it at all.

tl;dr: i have no expectations of this ep, i'm sure i'll like it bc i like most episodes of this show. i don't think it's weird there's been a smaller amount of promo bc we're coming off two major episodes and i enjoy the rookie without solely caring about chenford.

[persephoneprice]

hey lily!!!!! thank u sm for sending me asks whilst i was away, it was a lovely thing to come back to 🫶

so here i'll drop some miscellaneous modern hcs for the fun of it (summer edition!!!!!!)

- every summer coral and mizzen go back to visit ireland for two and a bit weeks. they're from a small seaside town where everyone knows everyone and its so great to be able to see their family again.

- mizzen spends his entire time at the beach and there is a point where there is sand EVERYWHERE in their parents house and there's no way of cleaning it because there's just so much of it.

- coral buys a million pretty souvenirs for lucy gray because she can't pick which one that she'd like the most.

- coral and mizzen go surfboarding at one point and they fall over so many times. there's a video mizzen has on his phone of coral going total wipeout.

- the weather is pretty good but on the ONE DAY that they decide to go swimming/surfing it absolutely pours down to the point they can't tell what's rainwater and what's seawater.

- by the time they come back all of coral and mizzen's clothes are either soaked beyond belief or unchangeably sandy.

- when they come back they do a caravan holiday with tanner and treech (and later lamina and brandy).

- mizzen is great with the 2p machines and has a tactic he uses (brandy helps him later) that allows him to get a ridiculous amount of tickets (like 10,000 or something.)

- treech is terrible at claw machines but tries to win something for lamina every time and continues to do so even after he fails 10 times in a row and wastes all his money.

- lamina however is VERY good at the claw machines and wins treech like a million different plush sonics 💀.

- tanner and coral spend half their time at the bar because they think they're somehow above the festivities of caravan holidays. but then mini golf or hide and seek gets mentioned and they lock in.

- they watch some horrific reality tv show every night (probably love island) and scream at the tv when the contestants r being stupid.

- genie and dennis go on a road trip throughout the summer, both declining to go on extravagant luxury holidays with their families (genie because her father would be paying for it and dennis because his brother would be going.)

- they stop off at all sorts of places, they see art exhibitions and try a bunch of different food that they want. at one point diana and apollo join them but only for a few days.

- they go to parties at night and end up realising that half of the mentors are somehow also there??

- livia cardew is somehow not on a luxury holiday somewhere with her mother which makes them laugh (she leaves the next day for her first class flight and arachne comes with her.)

- persephone has a seaside holiday with clemmie!!!!

- they do a no devices holiday where they stay at the beach half the time and read books together.

- this could be interpreted as clem x pippa or just friendship but either way its adorable.

- panlo and sheaf spend the summer on panlo's parents farm. it's really relaxing to both of them since they rarely get any time off of their intense jobs.

- lucy gray spends her holiday in scotland with the covey, travelling and playing music. she buys lots for coral and jessup while she's there and somehow ups coral in how many gifts they got eachother.

that's all i have 4 now but i hope u enjoy this and also hope u loved ur holiday!!!!!!

ahhhh oh my gosh bel thank you so much for all of these thoughts <3

mizzen & coral being irish!! mizzen is impossible to pull away from the beach and when you do not only does he bring back all the sand but also any little ‘treasure’ he can find. his mother also makes him turn out his pockets because he’s known to try to sneak in little creatures.

lamina winning all the plushies <3

tanner and coral at the bar…they are sipping their fruity drinks and talking shit….

genie & dennis weirdo road trip!!!!

pippa and clemmie seaside no electronics holiday…it’s giving sapphic….

i love all of this !!

[leftistfanenboii]

So I have been playing Children of Morta and there are a lot of things I really enjoy about. I haven't quite finished the story mode

LET ME REPEAT THAT: I LIKE A LOT OF THINGS ABOUT CHILDREN OF MORTA! I LOVE A LOT OF THE GAME PLAY AND CONCEPTS GOING ON IN THIS GAME! ITS A BEAUTIFUL GAME AS WELL!

However... (do not pass this point if you are not up for dealing with criticism of the game, especially with a feminist lens)

The writing for the women and girls in the game is kind of awful. At least that I have seen so far

Mary is so chronically ill that she had to leave Lucy in the care of Margeret for years, and yet she is still having another kid. In fact, her whole character boils down to the sickly wife and the occasionally nay saying mother. Narratively, there isn't anything else to her, and in game mechanics, there is nothing to do with her. In a game about family, somehow, the mother is sidelined.

Sheila, the only woman mentioned so far at all to be a physical close combat fighter, never makes even an appearance and is, in fact, dead. Her death and the introduction of her son are used as a reason for character growth for Uncle Ben.

Margeret is supposed to be the matriarch to the family, and at least narratively and mechanically, there is a decent amount to actually back this up. Her upgrades from the book of Rhea are an important mechanic to progress. Her cutscenes consistently show her as knowledgeable and an authority in the family. She is still somewhat static, but she is shown to be consistently impacted by the revelations that have been made about the Corruption. However, she still has limited impact to the storyline for the family members compared to Ben, and her role as a magical herbalist and religious scholar are also overdone roles for older women characters.

All the playable girls (unless the final character I haven't unlocked yet goes against this trend. I am betting money that is not the case) are ranged fighters only. Lucy as a mage and Linda as an archer, which are some of the most common roles that women in media are put into. We rarely see, if ever, a woman in media that is allowed to be physically strong on par with her masculine counterparts, especially not in some way where she isn't damseled, killed, violated, or made palatable to male audiences. In fact, even Lucy and Linda both are made chickified by things such as their hobbies being music and art.

Lucy had to go through a whole trial to show she was ready to join the fight, while Kevin simply snuck out to prove himself with very little consequence for terrifying the family. Linda also sneaks out but only to join her father on his investigation at the start of the game and immediately return home.

All of these things separately, I could write off, but with these elements combined, it really comes off like the game has an issue devaluing the women in the Bergson family. It likely wasn't a conscious decision on the part of the writers. That is the insidious thing about patriarchal culture or any other cultural absorption of prejudice, you can unconsciously perpetuate it. However, it has been something grating at me while playing the game.

[dojae-huh]

I’ll be waiting for your commentaries on Doyoung youth documentary! I think you’re really gonna like a lot of the contents during this promotional era. Thankful that promotion nowadays are not just about going to variety shows. Thanks to social media, we got to see him appear to talk shows and see him talks more. We’re seeing more of Doyoung who is not part of NCT. His thought process, his interaction with people outside of his circle or out of his field. I can see he’s a lot more confident too. He really says ‘This is who I really am’ through this era (album-wise and personality-wise). Despite being ambitious he’s also aware that this album will not appeal to all due to people’s preference. But most important thing to him, he’s satisfied with it. I learnt a lot from him through this album. Once again, you’re really gonna enjoy it!!

*sobs* Yeah, only in June. I'm in a new country, and the prices for mobile internet are insane here. Plus there are complications with buying a package in the first place giving my location and lack of a credit card. I have to severely safe on data. Unlimited is not even an option.

I see that Doyoung goes on a lot of programmes where he can sing live. It's really great he has the opportunity to do now what he had been longing for for so long (remember how he complained about his parts in NCT songs? "I will do what I have to do"). All his patience and perseverance is paying off.

I think, it is extremely hard to wait for postponed gratification (when an idol starts to invest blood and tears since day one of a trainee life), to see other, younger people, making it or doing what you want to do (like freshly debuted groups achieving more awards than NCT), add to it the loom of enlistment over male idols. Fortunately, in comparison to poor Taeil, and even Taeyong to a degree, Doyoung lucked out with the debut time window. I'm really happy for him and for his fans.

I also suppose that he got a full album because he found those additional 3 songs himself (one he wrote, one from Lucy's guy, maybe Kenzie's or the one with Mark can be counted as the 3d). As it is less about money, and more about finding enough of good songs that can go together. The songs were collected over a long time as well (Tae had less than a year after Shalala).

I said before that I don't find idol Jaehyun interesting, he is bland to me. (His real self I'm sure I will like, what's with the love for arts, old things and jazz). Doyoung is a different case, but mostly because I invest in knowing him and see past his fake facade of a cute trembling bunny. The real Doyoung is tenfold more charming than his idol image that he developed over the years in apprehension of antis and not his NCT fans. After his shift in image (from savage) there always was a difference between what he allowed to show being in a group setting with other 127 members versus his communication with his own fans. With his fans he was more honest (Doyoung/Dongyoung divide, fake boyfriend pictures, etc). And as a soloist he is even more sincere. I'm looking forward to seeing him open up in those interviews (he will never be not self-censored, but still).

I thought yesterday about Doyoung's words about standing out. To me, he is a more unusual and rare individual than even Taeyong. I guess "tortured artist" is a well-explored personality, heh. There are many of them in the industry. Meanwhile a "tribal chief" could be more often found behind the scenes, not on the pop-stage. And if they exist, they are not "seen". The idol culture exposes artists, shows them from many sides, it is very different from how pop-scene is elsewhere.

Real Doyoung gives off a lot of energy. Active positive energy. Many idols are a subject of desire (sex appeal), adoration (cuteness) or empathy ("mistreatment"), not many are "class presidents" (Hanbin seems to be one, btw), those who push you.

I'm sorry, I'm rambling, but Do's chant guide cracked me up. It heavily reminded me how he persuaded his class to participate in a choir competetion and led them to win it.

Doyoung: "Repeat after me. You all emit light, you are all fireflies and stars, you are all kind and meant for great things. You are my support, I'm your support. If I can do it, you can do it. Do like me, do better than me. Sing with me."

[taumoeba]

You posted the scene days ago but I just saw it and I'd literally just been talking about this with my friends so I hope you don't mind me sharing my thoughts. Music in the hunger games is so fascinating and I love how it's weaved through the trilogy and then even brought back for the ~prequel.

Like music is snow's biggest enemy because it's totally out of his control. He didn't understand when Lucy Gray was singing and it's even worse when the trilogy is happening. But meanwhile for most of the people doing it, it's just an expression of their feelings, Katniss isn't just singing to rue because she wants to tell off the capitol. She's singing to rue as an act of fraternal love, as a way of making sure that this literal child gets to live her final moments with a bit of comfort instead of in pain and alone like the capitol would want. She's giving her back her identity by sharing something with her that she liked, by singing her a lullaby because she's so so young, but also gives her back her humanity by providing her with love and respect, in her life and in her death, which is practically unheard of in the games. Thresh is consequentially so shocked that she did that because no one would expect that from one district to another especially. So he extends her a similarly rare display of fraternity by sparing her when there are only a few of them left. By doing this she reminds people watching that they can extend support to each other and they don't have to be enemies because the capitol wants them to be, but mostly she reminds them of the horror that is happening in front of them and how devastating the loss of life of these children are, that things shouldn't be this way. She extends some humanity not just to rue but her district as well, which is echoed by them sending the bread probably meant for rue to her. She showed love to rue so they brought her love as well and showed solidarity was possible. And that is completely beyond the capitol's control.

Music in the hunger games is so we'll written because it's personal, it's emotional, it's cultural, it's popular (in the sense of it is enjoyed by the people, it's not just a luxury for the rich like so many other things in the books) but also it's political. Even when the song itself isn't. It's love, it's friendship, it's camaraderie, and in the end it's rebellion.

Sorry for the rant but I think my mind explodes every time I reread the books it's mad

This is literally the opposite of a rant but thank you anyways. music is art and art is political and politics are are about passion and passion is love or hate so like . yeah

[grimgrinningghost456]

Hello hello! If you’ll recall I drew Azrael, the Angwj of death a while ago. I decided that his design needed to match the grim reaper vibe a bit more, and while I liked his armor, decided that it would be better for future art if I decided to do a Heaven vs hell art. The plain cloak gives him a sleek finesse that I quite enjoy. The hood he has adds to his mystique.

Azrael, or Azzie as Lucifer would call him, is an archangel who has some limited future vision. Any human seers on earth are in fact his few offspring. He doesn’t really see a point of giving life when in the end he’d be harvesting his own offspring’s souls in the end, so his number of kids are few. The seers on earth were legit as his power was passed down, and later, other humankind either faked being seers themselves, or believed themself to have the power when in fact they did not. Azrael is soft-spoken and serious. He rarely ever smiles, though enjoys the company of Emily and Michael. He Blames Adam for Lucifer’s fall, and dislikes him deeply. He helped Adam and Michael create the exorcists as they are also angels of death. (Thus why they have grey and black wings as well. Grey= Mike and black= Azrael) he was the first to tell Adam of one of their own being killed by demon-kind. Like Lucifer has waves of depression, but while Luci distracts himself, Azrael tends to wallow while remaining protective. A pessimist in most cases. He doesn’t see the point of redemption, but doesn’t disagree with the concept.

Any critiques or questions are open as always!