#so i want to preserve the good things about where im from and share them with other people

[thequietkid-moonie]

The diference between love and obsession

[ YANDERE COMPARISON ] [ Ruan Mei ]

[ Honkai Star Rail ]

⚠️ This contain spoilers about her backstory

⚠️ Yandere, I don't support nor try to romanticize this toxic behaivor, is just for entretaiment

I love Ruan Mei, she is beautiful and powerful, and for some reason she has being wandering my mind (maybe because im playing with her a lot again) so i thought this may be the perfect time to write for her <3

Ruan Mei's love is interesting and quite schemer, Ruan Mei has never being able to fully understand how it is to be human, she struggles with understanding morals and normal feelings so falling in love will make her quite curious about it

Despite not knowing much about feelings or how to handle nor express them Ruan Mei can see falling in love as a good opportunity to learn, indirectly offering you a deal where she can learn about her feelings by spending more time with you and experimenting with new things with you, in exchange she'll give you a reward (wich she'll have to think on what to give you)

Even if she grows to feel affection and love for you, Ruan Mei is still unsure about the whole situation, she doesn't want to lose someone else and feel that pain and emptiness in her heart, so she tries to fight back as much as she can those growing feelings, remembering herself that there will be a point where you two will part ways and time will make you forget her, but not matter how much she tries to stay away and don't grow close to you she just can't stop herself from turning around in your direction whenever she has the opportunity to take a glance of you

Ruan Mei loves is what lead her to wish to learn more about human relationship and interactions, to learns what are all those feeling and to what extent she can get, but with you and only you; her love is what lead her to convince herself that this may be an experience with great academic value, even when she can't fool herself and deep down she knows what she is doing she doesn't care much

Ruan Mei love is what lead her to think constantly on you even when working, is what lead her to think on what could be your opinion of her new experiment or even make her think on you by trivial things, like her now innocent wish to share some tea and cakes with you or wanting to show you the embroidery she has being working on

Ruan Mei love is something that lead her to feel more human, what inspire her as much as her mother's letters does, is what lead her to think that maybe interacting with others may don't be too bad, but at the same time lead her to want to just be with you and share new experiences with you

Ruan Mei's hurt heart lead her to remember constantly the posibility of losing you, of you just going away in your own path but is her love what make her doubt about that being a bad thing, the time you two share holds great value and even if it will hurt if it happens maybe she can do something to preserve the memories a little longer

Ruan Mei's obsesive love is troblesome for both parts and it can even reach dangerous limits, Ruan Mei has never being able to fully understand humanity or feeling in a proper way, she always had troubles understanding simple things that has to be with morals and since she was a child she was instructed to science, for her everything should be analytic

Ruan Mei's obsesive love it is at first sight, she barely leave her lab, let alone think on something that isn't her investigation or goals, so there are little chances that you two get to met, but when she finally lays her eyes on you it will have such impact on her that she will not be able to stop thinking about you

Despite having an inmense love and desire of you, of getting to know all of you, Ruan Mei still have problems understanding what she is feeling, when it reach a point where it becomes quite troublesome she will finally sit down to clear her mind, coldly analysing what she feels before finally deciding that, somehow, what she feels is an inmense scientific curiosity and she, as the respectable scientist she is, will follow her desires and get what she wants

Ruan Mei's obsesive love is what make her see you as an perfect specimen, someone who holds great academic value, someone who could have the key to help her understand what she have never being able to understand because you make her feel with such intensity and need that could only be attributed at that humanity she always felt so far from her

Ruan Mei's obsesive love is what will lead her to be desperate to preserve you in any way posible, going from simple ways like embroidering beautiful desings in your honor to even taking part of your DNA and making as much creatures as she can with your DNA, hoping that one of those creatures will be even just a little close at the perfect real one

Ruan Mei has being betrayed by her parents when they left her alone and she will not be able to handle something like that happen again, and she will not even take the risk, so is her obsesive love what lead her to performe experiments on you, trying to find a way to make you stay with her forever, even going as far as making you unable to talk with anyone else if it is need it, you are just too perfect and to valuable to lose

Ruan Mei's obsesive love is what will lead her to give you Yaoishi's fruit to gift you the inmortality, so when she manage to achive her goal and become an eon you'll be able to be there with her too, staying together for the eternity

[domreaderheadcannonscenarios]

Can I get some sub!Andrealphus headcanons please? 🥺 I love him so much but so much of his content is with him as dom

YESS IM SO HAPPY YO GET A REQUEST ON HIM!!

I did sfw and nsft bc I love him and wanted ti share personal hcs of him!!

Also I haven’t seen anyone do any sub for like, any characters??? There’s so few other blogs for sub charas in this fandom?! Like I found 6 blogs with sub charas…and I’m nearly half of them…(I have one hidden side blog I don’t publicly use I’ve been posting about on)

Andrealphus

Cw: eye licking (canon kink), gore mention, death mention, torture mention, horn play, mockery halo play, capture roleplay, bath ***,

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Sfw!:

You’re basically his only friend or family so he spends most his free time with you, even when he’s not hanging out with you he’ll often follow the group your with to keep you safe from a distance

He ask you to hold his hands in public so he doesn’t get lost, bump into someone or thing, or trip, even though he somehow notices when there’s items on the floor you don’t see and pulls you out of the way. He claims he just mis stepped as you clearly notice he avoids stepping in minor obstacles

He likes being close to you and loves you touching him, he sometimes just ask you to hold him, then he will just fall asleep and magically only wake up when you stop holding him

If you ever get tired he’ll give you a horseback ride (you have your legs around his hips and he holds your thighs while carrying you) all the way home. You notice he somehow doesn’t need you to warn him of any obstacles as he gently carries you, trying to avoid moving you as much as possible.

He feels bad for accidentally startling you a few times and to make up for it he pretends to be startled by you for your enjoyment. You have actually startled him a few times at to your amusement he visibly jumps when you run up from behind and hug him. He just doesn’t know how to react!

He’s good hearted but silly, and doesn’t know what humans like, so he starts giving you angel wings as gifts, but…they are preserved, he tells you they are valuable like that and that any devil (and a few angels) would want them for a high price

He doesn’t let angels get near you, in fact the angels usally are past tense when you finally get to see them, there isn’t a lot to see, just blood and angel remnants…though to your confusion the angels he takes wings from (for you not himself) have…been left alive and were at the mercy of the devils around them.

Nsft!

Canon kink: Oculophilia: deriving sexual pleasure from licking another persons eyeballs

He has tried to lick your eyes without asking before and upon freaking you out he’s confused, you come to the agreement he can only do it if your eyes are closed, it’s still weird and uncomfortable but he deeply enjoys it. He doesn’t do it often, and it’s usually if he’s in a mood and excited. When you did it back to him he actually just straight up creamed himself.

Sorry, the wings stay on during s*x, I don’t make the rules…

You’re his first…he actually never really had anyone to tell him what to do, so he genuinely just will let you do whatever you want and he practically just enjoys making you feel good, he’s a service sub

He is very quiet until you play with his horns, then he’s loudly moaning for you to keep going, where to rub, twist, scratch, etc. He does actually enjoy you playing with the halo, it’s tied to his horns with magic so he can feel you touch it through his horns

He…did sort of catch you off guard with requesting you to pretend to be an angel hunter, and he want to play as a angel and let you ‘torture’ him, then push it further to you only stopping once you ‘corrupt’ him into a fallen angel. (He uses his wings and halo for it.)

Andre likes when you do capture role plays, he enjoys being at your mercy, he even tries to teach you how to hogtie and other forms of restraining him.

You once started jerking him off in a bath and he now cant bathe with you without getting excited, he says it’s just an intimacy thing, since he’s not used to being so exposed

He will randomly ask to feel your face while you two are fucking since he wants to remember your expressions, he gets more excited if you let him

[cajunfoxnight]

Hi really interested in this reconstruct Au!! Do you have more information about the story?

Oh Anon.. I hope you are ready for the can of worms you have just opened 😬

I should warn you tho, I am not the best at telling a story, and im worse at explaining one. However I also want to share this AU as its been something ive been working on for 8+ years, and while it is mostly a self indulgent Monster AU, full of stereotypical troupes and cliches, its also very important to me. I made this AU when I was not in a good place mentally and was using it as a way to cope with and express the feelings I was having at the time. Its changed a lot and truth be told its actually 2 story lines that combine to become 1 down the line. But for the sake of this ask, I will focus on talking about the Reconstruct backstory.

Anyway if youre still interested in what the story is about, then please continue reading! I will do my best to try not to babble too much but.. its going to happen anyway 😅

TW: So I should probably start off with mentioning that this AU does contain emotional and physical abuse, manipulation, and mention of body mutilation. Not that im going to go into the details of that here but thats just me covering my own ass :v At the point the story is at now, Gladion is much older than he is in the games/manga/anime. His actual age isnt fully known as the theme with this AU deals with time and interdimensional travel, so its hard to keep track of, but he appears to be in his early 20s. But for all intents and purposes he is an adult.

✨The story ✨ So the Reconstruct AU is something of a "bad ending" storyline.

So this story follows that of the canon for the beginning. Mohn disappeared when he fell through an Ultra Space worm hole that was opened, and his whereabouts are unknown. Lusamine still went into her crazy and Ultra Beast obsessed self, only concerned with youth, beauty, and keeping things as under her control as much as she can. Gladion steals TYPE:NULL and Lillie taking Nebby and running away. Lillie going to live with Kukui and Gladion joining Team Skull as their enforcer.

In this timeline, Lusamine, in her desperate need to have control of everything around her, decides that she will create her "perfect world" where she will surround herself with all of the things that she loves. A place where everything will be kept exactly the way she wants them, preserved for all of time, and where she wont ever be alone again. However she knows that she can not do this on her own, but knows who can. Someone younger, stronger, and already has knowledge about the UBs and Aether. Now the hard part is getting him to join her, but she has a plan for that.

Lusamine gets in contact with Guzma (as in this story he still "works" for her) and with the help of some choice words, a good sob story, and probably a fat check, she's able to convince him that she has changed and she wants help from him to convince Gladion of these things as well. Being that he and Gladion are so close, and obviously he trusts him so much, it shouldnt be hard for him to talk some sense into him, right? She does an amazing job at getting Guzma on her side, having him think that Gladion is just being a bratty, rebellious, edgy teen. After all, he comes from some nice rich family, could have anything he wants, and yet still chose to ran away, how bad could it have possibly been? Does he even realize how bad some of these kids have it? How badly HE had it?? So generally he thinks that Gladion is just over reacting/being dramatic. He doesnt know how good he's had it, obviously!

Guzma sets up this whole "ambush". He has Gladion come back to the shady house, getting him inside and cornering him in his room, where he is confronted by Lusamine. She puts on this big show of being the sorry mother just wanting her son back, going on about how she's changed and she didnt mean to do all of those horrible things and so on and so on. All she wants is them to be a family again, like they used to be, is that really so much to ask for? Gladion is already seeing right through this, he knows all of this is bs, but he cant seem to get anyone on his side. After all, the members of Team Skull never really liked him anyway and were only going along with it bc Guzma said so. Now with Guzma against him, he has no real back up. He cant fight back and he cant even escape. Despite his stubborn nature, he still cant overcome the hold his mother has on him after all those years. She very much has him between a rock and a hard place. So not having any other option, he is forced to go back home with her.

Once back home, Gladion's life is turned upside down as Lusamine does everything she can to keep him on a short leash. All freedom that he had is now gone, and he is constantly watched and monitored, its suffocating. Much like before, he's told how to dress, how to act, what to eat and how much, he cant even so much as get near a computer or phone without someone questioning him. He cant even bring out any of his pokemon bc Lusamine has deemed most of them "too dangerous" to have out all under the pretense of doing it for his safety. The only pokemon he's able to have around him is his Umbreon, and even then, she's given a electric collar that keeps her within the property of the house, so no chance of her running off in the middle of the night or anything. While Lusamine insists that shes not keeping him there against his will, she assures him that he's allowed to leave whenever he'd like. Tho she also warns him that if he leaves, then Lillie will be taking his place. She will not be left with an empty nest. Truth be told Lillie probably would have been the easier choice between the two, she also knows that Gladion would do anything to keep her safe. So using her as leverage is how she keeps control over Gladion.

One day Lusamine casually brings up about the "Reconstruct Project" to Gladion (keeping its details very vague), mentioning its something he could help her with, as she thinks he would be interested, He shuts it down saying that he wants no part of whatever she's doing. Lusamine doesnt prese the issue, only expressing disappointment that he wont even consider her offer, but she wont force him. Rather she doesnt want to force him as she wants him to join her willingly. (Even if "willingly" means she'll force his hand) She needs him for this Project. Gladion may be stubborn, but she is so much worse.

After their initial conversation, things only got a lot worse. While he had few freedoms since all of this has started, those are gone now. He becomes cut off from his Pokemon, from the outside, he hardly has a moment of peace where he doesnt feel like he's being questioned or ordered to do something. He really is like a prisoner in his own home (well, a place he once called that). His sanity is being chipped away at, and it comes down to 2 options. -He can either join onto this Reconstruct project, whatever it is. Not knowing what fate could await him or what Lusamine as planned, but at least he'd have a chance at having some sense of a life back and limited freedom.. -Or he can live the rest of his life as Lusamine's puppet, having no freedom or will of his own (<-which is also another story of its own). His life will practically be on auto pilot, forever chained to Aether but never having a say in anything.

It takes some time but eventually Gladion does break, and asks to join the Reconstruct Project, even tho he still has no idea what it is, but anything is better than the life he is living now.

Lusamine is absolutely delighted by this news! And almost instantly, life then turns around for Gladion. He finally is given back some freedom, if not more than what he had before. He is able to move around his home without question. He gets to eat more and better than he did before, putting on some much needed muscle. He's even getting a chance to walk around outside and around the property without having some kind of chaperone. Lusamine even invites him to join her at Aether to over see some projects that they are working on as well as helping with pokemon there. She lets him join her in outings in town, taking him to eat and so on. She's essentially love bombing him, and he hesitantly accepts. All the while this is going on, he still does not know what this Reconstruct Project is bc he cant seem to find any information on it, like it almost doesnt even exist. Whenever he asks about it, Lusamine either skirts around the question or tells him that then only thing he should be concerned about is being in his best physical condition as possible. She assures him that it'll all be worth it, and shes going to give him what he's always wanted: To be stronger. But in order to that, he's going to need some "upgrades. None of this does well to ease any concerns or fears he has, but he's already gotten this far, and he doesnt want to risk going to how things were before so.. whatever it is, he's in it for better or worse. Gladion undergoes a very extensive surgery, with about 80% of his body being "Reconstructed" (hence the name) from the ground up. Its some time later that he wakes up from a induced coma and when he does the reality of what has happened to him is made clear. He is no longer human, or rather, not completely. His body a patch worked mess, a terrible jigsaw amalgamation of human and (shiny) Silvally. Lusamine delivered on her promise to make him stronger, even if she left out the finer details of it.. So that is the Reconstruct story line, or the start of it anyway. From here the story follows along with Gladion changing his name to "Reconstruct" as he has convinced himself that who he once was is no longer him. That part of him died long before it got to this point. His job is that of a glorified errand boy and protector of Aether. He mostly travels through Ultra Space and to different worlds/time to gather up UBs for Lusamine so that she can create her "perfect world". He travels through the worm holes with the aid of an altered Dusk Mane Solgaleo who has been fitted with pieces of Necrozma Armor, that acts a lot like NULL's inhibitor helmet. While its an odd life and something he would have never imagined for himself. He is still very much tied to Aether, at least in this way he has some sense of purpose and freedom. Tho in his time of traveling he has seen much, including other versions of himself (Gladion) living out lives that he knows he could never have, being with people that he cared about, knowing that he cant ever go back to how things were. He's very lonely, bitter, and jaded at the world and others. He's closed off, quick to anger, and untrusting of others. His only real reason to keep going despite everything thats happened is bc of Lillie, as knowing that at least this way he can still protect her. He is content enough to live the rest of his life like this. Even if he has to do it alone. Trying not to think about what might happened when he finishes his mission.. but, well, life certainly has a way of surprising you. And that is the story! I admit that I am going to be very surprised to know if anyone actually read all of this, but if you did please know you have my many thanks and my apologies 😅

[obsessedwithceleste]

Helloo! I hope your doing well just wanted to send in an ask for the Slytherin boys pairing game!

I'm a gryffindor I'd like to think myself as pretty optimistic and selfless yk? definitely a yapper like sometimes I just even talk to myself 😭 some of my hobbies are taking care of my plants i love to sketch as well! I paint sometimes even though im not that good at it I've sewn things multiple times and I do own a scrapbook it's a old one started it back in 2021 and it's very thick I like to write as well! Write away my feelings writing fanfiction.

I think enough of the hobbies description for physical appearance I'd say in 5'3 short black hair styled into something of a wolf cut i have a bunch of moles on my skin!

Ps: i literally am in love with your writing style. Your amazing! 🫶🫶

Hi cutie!😉

Pairing: Lorenzo Berkshire

Lorenzo Berkshire is a bit of a prick, and definitely has a superiority complex. Very much the embodiment of the cool guy stereotype that we tend to give the Sytherin boys.

He’s super charming and charismatic, always knowing just what to say to have girls melting at his feet.

The only real time he’s not being an absolute prick is in the herbology greenhouse. Despite popular belief, herbology is Enzo’s favorite subject which is how you manage to catch his eye.

Enzo loves caring for plants, and when he notices the pretty witch who shares his passion? The obvious course of action is to chat her up. (He can look past the red and gold robes he supposes)

You take him by surprise however. Most witches he goes after titter meaninglessly about topics he finds to be a bore. But talking to you is exhilarating, never an awkward lull in conversation.

You’re so bright and full of life it’s hard not to be interested in whatever you’re chattering on about.

It doesn’t take long for you to completely take over Enzo’s thoughts. He’s always been a bit of a romantic.

He starts bringing you a new flower every day (you have no idea where he’s getting them from) but he always looks so pleased presenting them to you.

You start giving him little doodles and sketches back and he has never been more down bad. He hangs every one of your drawings on his dorm room wall and Theo is convinced he’s gone nuts.

The day he plans to ask you to be his girlfriend, he has a perfect picture in his head. He lays out a whole picnic spread out by the Black Lake and is ready to charm the pants off you. (Literally if he has it his way)

Anyway, he makes sure the moment is picture perfect, treating you like a princess because that’s what he thinks you deserve.

Lorenzo loves showing his love whether it be constantly having his fingers entertained with yours, silly notes owled to you at breakfast, or whispered words that make your cheeks tinge pink.

After things are official, Lorenzo can’t help but show you off. He loves it when you’re wrapped up in one of his green and silver jumpers (none of that nasty red and gold he likes to tease)

The boy is definitely still a prick, but one look from you has him melted in your hands like putty. He’s so in love.

On a side note, at some point you show him your muggle scrap book and he just thinks it’s so cool.

He immediately wants to find things to add and starts collecting magic, moving photos of the two of you to add immediately. (He probably already had a stash of embarrassing pictures of you tbh) Also pressed flowers !! Definitely learns how to preserve different flowers and insists on preserving every flower he gives you from that point on.

[sunny-honeytears]

You can't tell me Herbert wasn't sending letters with stupid word recommendations to Ferenc Kazinczy during the language reforms during 1811-19

Like half of Mondolat is just words he made up in his spare time

For context the hungarian language was very outdated in the 18-19th century, because the official language was still LATIN in the country and even when Joseph II tried to change it to german, it didn't work because "Okay our official language is a dead one but we are NOT gonna speak german no way" so finally everyone recognised that hey we have a language and a culture that needs to be preserved and language reforms begin.

Kazinczy was the main figure of the language reforms in the 19th century because bro was sending letters to about 600 person and basically did everything himself. (Im just summing it up but be honest he is the one who did the most) And he succesfully started a "war" between neologus and ortologus people (i literally cant find a translation for them but basically The neologus guys where the one who wanted reform.)

So then the ortologus dropped Mondolat which honestly is one of my favourite historical books becaude they were shittalking Kazinczy SO HARD

First of all Mondolat is a word that was invented by the neologus and failed and they collected words like that into a book. The cover was a man riding a donkey trying to get up to Parnassus, poking fun at him saying his goal was stupid and inreachable. The place of creation was named as Dicshalom which was a referenc to Széphalom, the place Kazinczy lived and renamed himself, from Bányácska (little mine) to Széphalom (beautiful heap). Also I dont remember the exact name they gave as an author i believe it was Zafír Cenci which was another insult direkted at Kazinczy, switching up the letters of his name. Honestly I fear they ate with Mondolat that shit was FUNNY

Anyways in the end language got reformed everything is good we still speak it👍

Though I have to share some words for you to understand why its so funny

Gőzpöfögészeti tovalöködönc - Train. That would have been train. We call it vonat btw or mozdony to be fancy. Rough translation is

"Steam puffing forward pusher".

And my newest favourite

Megkönnyebülészeti körbeguggolda- WC. We say Wc instead. Rough trandlation is " relief circuit squat" like what the fuck guys what were you on

The only word I feel bad for not making it is "Popont" which was the word for ":" but we call it "Kettőspont -Double point" it sounded so cute why cant we have nice things😭

And now tell me Herbert wouldn't send in shit like that

Edit: forgot to add that Kazinczy wrote multiple poems callin the ortologus movement stupid and that started this whole beef

[curedeity]

omg deity wait okay❔and 📝 please

Okay i think these are choose a random wip and talk about it and share a snippet of an unposted wip

Random wip and discuss it)

Ill choose two for this, a beyblade one and a nonbeyblade one. I actually dont do many multichapters for beyblade but try to do them more for other fandoms.

One of my newer but favorite wips is a madokaru shogun steel fic. Ive talked a bit about it on discord, but it basically is me trying to merge my headcanons with shogun steel canon and ask what happens then. That means that it tries to explain where hikaru was during shogun steel if she wasnt a member of the wbba. Its a love story between them, skipping around in time to canon/early postcanon with them getting closer, and then hikarus return post shogun steel. Its a pretty chill fic idea actually, but lets me talk about these characters still growing and trying new things and falling in love even after falling apart. Also blader hikaru!!! Some ideas from this fic are impacting how i think about my visual novel too

And then for other wip... god i have so many. I'll go with my 4+1 Olruggio bonding with his kids for Witch Hat Atelier. Recently got really into the series (jts so good guys literally a perfect series) and I wanted to highlight some moments between Olruggio and the apprentices. The first chapter is posted and theyre all... really long chapters. But i know what i want to do for each! The problem with this fic is just keeping it from getting too technical or boring. I tend to not plan before i write, just going in with a vague idea. It works for me, but sometimes i spend too much time on a scene that means nothing, and i have to remember to cut it out to preserve the pacing. But right now i have Tetias chapter finished, which actually was surprisingly easy to write. I feel like shed take after Olruggio a lot and love making contraptions, and i hope that shown through in the chapter. Now im on Agotts chapter, and Im trying to make it a bit more angsty to fit Agott while still just including some good bonding. Biggest struggle will 100% be cocos chapter. Ill let you know Agotts chapter takes place in... volume 3? Richehs in volume 5? And Olruggios chapter deals with a very special chapter

NOW FOR AN EXCERPT!

""I am the guardian of love and justice." Minako heard all the echoes of those words. "I am the pretty sailor-suited soldier." Minako remembered transforming for the first time, and feeling duty settle into her bones. "Sailor Moon!"" From a sailor moon fanfic im working on, featuring usagi/minako because ofc it does, its me

Also "Mari stepped off her blanket, shivering a bit as the cold, dewy grass touched her bare feet. Were they bare? They were certainly too raw for this world. She couldn't see her skin, not in the dim light." From an omori fic about headspace Mari

[faithfromanewperspective]

inside scoop most people in ministry go into it bc they’re kinda mentally ill and looking for something to fill their days with the kind of purpose that really makes you feel something and connecting with other people and feeling important (not to negate the genuine feeling of care for people and the genuine practical caring that is often done by many). I’m no different, though I was young and underqualified and still so easily traumatised when I started. and I’ve been trying for all this time to do better than the others, better than those who hurt people (necessary) or don’t take care of themselves properly or get unhinged about something really niche and

why? it’s a lot of pressure to be perfect if I’m going to think like that. yes I’m secondarily traumatised by what I’ve seen a lot of people go through that I wasn’t yet equipped to intercede in but if I really think I can do everything so much better and help so many more people til the point I end up doing nothing isn’t it better to just do something? as long as it’s not causing harm, hurting people in the name of God. I care too much to just sit here on my ass bitching and praying and feeling hopeless and maybe I’m not well enough to be guiding anyone but I quit ministry and what did I do almost immediately? create that tumblr blog conceived in a daydream of my 15yo self where I’ve had a bunch of good conversations about religion of all kinds? including in relation to the weirdest things like fandoms.

im gonna go out on a limb and say denominations for a lot of history were born by people wanting to be perfect and do better than Those People. but damn it like you just showed God to someone what the fuck? who cares if you got this little thing wrong maybe that’s the take that person needed did you think of that? and I know there are big things we do disagree on. I don’t know how I could work with someone who believes in preserving privilege of any kinds be it economic or racial or sexuality or gender but I know that next time I do im not gonna hide all scared im just gonna politely disagree and whatever happens happens? I can’t save them from themselves but when I leave I can be a connection to get out and find better for other people there. but you can see how the attitude of this person, never wanting to be wrong like Those People (who aren’t wrong but different) could easily become the attitude I take towards them? they’re just scared of the unknown deep down and aren’t we all? like yes, some people cause harm and I’ve seen it, I’ve seen so much. but those who cause harm aren’t some nasty Other. they’re just someone who shouldn’t have ever had the power they have and they played with it in a way that the sharp edges pointed outwards.

I don’t know anyone who’s thought as much as I have about how to decolonise christianity especially in a 21st century context. I don’t know anyone who can guide without taking authority on issues I’ve been convicted not to take authority on (bar a small handful of people who do it in different ways) like me either. I know a few people who come from an environmental stewardship background and wanted a field that offers people hope and hopes it’ll provide them a satisfaction that negates their need to exploit the earth en masse and I agree we need spirituality for that but I know no one who’s taken it to think about the design of our cities and communities, with the very people we’re meeting the physical needs of and offering a path to spirituality for, like I have.

and so I think I’m going to be a little more confident in myself and everything I’ve worked for for so long but damn do I need to get a lot of help that’s going to be quite difficult to afford. and it’s quite dramatic now since my nervous system is in a state of reminding me of every unmet need and trauma ever but I do seem to have this need to just connect. on an equal level and a deep one as we share wisdom, as I accidentally psychoanalyse and hopefully be humble about it (I do think I’m getting there, I do think I’ve learned how to respect autonomy and the like while also trusting my own noticing and getting a vibe of when it’s welcomed to be said aloud and in what contexts) and scope out places of safety to share my story, I seem to need to do this. to stay in this plane of existence that’s a bit deeper than your average 9-5 job for more hours a week than I do.

so what do I do about it? logistically I don’t know but I’m incredibly creative at coming up with solutions, I know that. and I can pray and I can find acceptance in the now and in the uncertainty and I can hold at a distance all those scared people all around me who seem to need (or at least don’t know it’s an option to go broader than) a much more narrow worldview, that I for many years would force myself to let make me question what I see all around me and experience through the people I connect with. they’re just scared. they’re not scary when they’re scared. I’m not an impostor but I am unique and traumatised and talented and so many things and I have something to bring to the table because of it. I have big dreams of meeting the needs of people and I’m good at having the right connections to figure out how to do so. that’s all it is isn’t it?

[lunar-lattice]

alrighty fellas thoughts on the fnaf movie under the cut

its everything i wanted!! such a love letter to the fans too without coming off as too much. i was rly worried it was gonna be too egregious with the fanservice. the story went and did its own thing but it preserved the basic story beats as well as making it coherent and i appreciate that a lot

i know ppl will be disappointed mike is not an afton but i like that. the connection to william was obvious but i still enjoyed it (tho i feel its a bit shoehorn-y but oh well. aint the first time a story has asked me to just accept a story beat). also i just love his characterization? totally my fav archetypes of 'good guy but hes a bit of an asshole' and 'good older brother'

(also he reminds me of my liam so double points)

the afton reveal we did get was so obvious that i discarded it in my 'trying to figure out vanessa' thinking but it worked. kinda sad tho this not only did 'afton kid fights against dad' better than the games but also just made vanessa more interesting than sb did

the animated intro was delightful and one of the things where you can tell they did their research

almost missed the matpat cameo bc he rly just looked like A Guy, mad at how natural it was (not rly, im glad it wasn't very egregious)

was very startled by the girl getting chomped, i was so sure the trailers were setting her up to get her head chomped but nope! get bisected

the animatronics were uncanny but in a good way! uncanny bc they look like theyve been pulled straight from the game files but like. theyre real. they move!

on that note, the lighter scenes with them delighted me so. i told a friend i rly hoped they would really lean into the tragedy of the children and it did not disappoint. i see ppl didnt like them but i think theyre important both to show theyre just kids as well as making the violence afterwards even scarier

golden freddy was…. suspiciously underused

id say william was too but no. it was the right amount of william afton. any more and he'd be running away with the whole movie

the climax was exactly as i expected but still surprised me. in fact i straight up forgot about the most iconic line in the series and was SO excited when it dropped

what can i say but I was so excited abt the credits song. it felt too fanservicey to actually happen but yet….

I wish i could go back to 2013 and show this to my younger self

and now. some theories and other speculation

obvious move for next movie is 2 but i honestly think its gonna be 3 with flashbacks to 2. the sequel hook was too damn obvious and tantalizing to fans to not get Right to it. also the 'COME FIND ME' in the credits works with this idea

…that being said, using the puppet's music box in the credits. maybe its the puppet that we need to come find

who exactly is william afton in this universe? i think its going with modern canon and that he was a owner/co-owner of the pizzeria. the way he talked about the owner being sentimental? felt like he was sharing a private joke with himself

[mickmundy]

OKAY HELLO i'm thinking about this au again and im working on fleshing out some lore tidbits and working on a fic outline (smirks) and i wanted to revisit some of this stuff...! sorry this is all MEGA stream of consciousness that is going to ultimately be Refined so it probably sounds nonsensical at this time BUT i specifically wanted to touch on this point:

"vampires can (and do) feed off of any kind of blood, animal or human, but human is preferred."

virgin blood is the highest quality blood that exists and is coveted by vampires of all kinds; inter-coven wars have been started over it! in this sense, "virgin blood" is meaning "blood from a human that has not previously been bitten by vampires" and is very sought after for that reason. "sexual purity" has nothing to do with it (because i love Sluts and Sluttiness). it's about the untasted aspect of the blood. like how a vintage wine bottle that's still sealed is arguably better-tasting/"worth more" than vintage wine bottle that's been opened and sampled.

that said, Most vampires and the humans they're feeding off of (and other supernaturals) don't treat it as a "fundamental flaw"/"moral failing" if you've been fed from before. it's more of a like "huh! impressive/interesting!" that you haven't been than a like... "you must always be Pure Pure Pure" type of thing... does that make sense. it's often dubbed "an Old Vampire desire"... which most brush off with a roll of the eyes but, remember, old vampires are quite powerful and are still very much a threat to anyone they consider an enemy.

most supernaturals assume that people who intentionally brush up against supernaturals have been bitten by something at some point... not really a big deal! vampires who only see humans as Food are of course much more focused on this aspect than just an average vampire looking for a good time or a human who makes a living feeding vampires. the deeper into the world you get, the more of a chance you have at confronting vampires like this. if you work at 7-11 and take the day shifts so you can hang out with your vampire fwb, not so much.

and sometimes even just a small vampire feeding is even used as a strategy by humans to Deter "Feasting vampires" from killing/hunting/taking interest in them. the ones who only care about that kind of thing won't have much interest in someone who's already been bitten! and already being bitten doesn't deter Respectful Vampires from enjoying the company of humans.

logically speaking... it might make sense for a vampire hunter to have been bitten before.... to ensure himself undesirable to certain kinds of Dangerous Vampires..... hmmm....

for example, if someone who has never been bitten by a vampire winds up in a relationship with a vampire, and only that vampire has ever fed/drank from/bitten that human, well... that's some high quality human blood! claiming that "virgin blood" is a very big deal (to any vampire that's polite about taking it, that is), and a ritual of "blood sharing" can be performed (STILL REALLY WORKING ON THIS... but Basically in which the human intakes their vampire mate's blood first under Certain Circumstances***) that essentially preserves that human's blood as "virginal", as long as no other vampire feeds from them! 

*** not all vampires are knowledgeable about "vampire abilities"... vampires that reject the idea of covens (where information about their abilities and knowledge like this is shared) often don't care about this kind of stuff and just want to live much simpler lives! others seek this knowledge and prefer the company and companionship of covens (and the rules that come with them). depends on the 'pire!

this is obviously deemed "better quality" blood than someone who has let two or more vampires feed from them. this is why some vampires are quick to turn their human lovers: their life and wellbeing is more important to them than the quality of their blood that they'd had access to when they were a human. it's a very big statement to make for most vampires (not counting the ones that recklessly turn humans for the hell of it)!

however, this is also why other vampires never take human partners: a lot of vampires are willing to attack another vampire's human if they think their blood is pure! that's a big responsibility and a massive commitment (whether they turn their human partners or protect them as they are) that most vampires simply aren't interested in! for most supernaturals, human life is beneath them and they have no problem going to "war" over a good dinner! every vampire has different personal opinions on this and it's often a topic of debate that varies from vampire to vampire.

if you ask ludwig, it's easiest to just entertain humans when you want to and not get... attached! after all, what can a human possibly offer a creature like himself! the long term should only involve yourself and your own whims! >:)

Quastions

Vampire medic. how long has he been living where he does? does he like Any other vampires? If he does, how do they feel about his new... employee? friend? whatever sniper is before they give in to The Gay

does sniper have other hunter friends, or merc friends? how do They feel about medic?

How did Sniper get into this business, and all the way to (Germany?)

What weaknesses, strengths and powers do vampires in this world have?

OMG YEAS... takes out my quill.... LETS GOOOOOOOOO

Vampire medic:

how long has he been living where he does? for a long time! he's traveled the world and comes and goes as he pleases, but there's no place like home. he's shacked up in a very nice castle that he... commandeered hundreds of years ago. he loves it! does he like Any other vampires? hmmm.,., i'd say there's a few he... gets along with, but he doesn't particularly seek out their company. it's complicated! HEHE... If he does, how do they feel about his new... employee? friend? whatever sniper is before they give in to The Gay they aren't even remotely surprised that medic has hired someone to hunt and kill his enemies for him. medic loves getting his hands dirty but sometimes it's more trouble than it's worth if he carries it out himself ykwim! one of them is Very Amused by it though.., and the other is perhaps hoping his old flame has had a change of heart since they were together...! HEH.. sniper starts out as an employee, but they can't help but notice that perhaps medic has a bit of a crush on him and yet hasn't turned him, drained him or killed him yet! interesting! >:)

does sniper have other hunter friends, or merc friends? how do They feel about medic? sniper has a few other mercenary friends, but he's still very much a lone wolf. he travels alone and mostly communicates with his two other friends by telephone! that's just how he likes it though :)! and i'm not sure if they're going to meet medic, but if they do i think they'd trust sniper's judgement and would be happy for their friend! even if medic's Big Personality might put them off a little...!

how did sniper get into this business, and wind up in germany? tbh i think his backstory is pretty similar to "canon" sniper; grew up in the bush, loved big game hunting and sought bigger thrills so he became a mercenary! hunting men got a little boring after a while and he preferred his reclusive, non-committal lifestyle and retired from that to pursue hunting. as it turned out, he could combine mercenary work with his enjoyment of hunting by dabbling in the hunting of supernatural creatures! their existence is known to him and he's not surprised that vampires exist... but he is shocked at medic's employment offer! he winds up in germany after getting a call about some large, bloodthirsty wolves that have been plaguing a Certain Area (near medic's castle by a few miles) for a Very Long Time and nobody's been able to do anything about it. it's like they can't die and they just... keep coming! interesting... well, sniper's never backed down from a challenge (or the promise of a good paycheck)! >:) so off he goes!

What weaknesses, strengths and powers do vampires in this world have? hmm, so a lot of this is still being worked on in my mind BUT i think that older, more powerful vampires (like medic, for example) eventually develop a Signature Ability that might be relevant to their time as a human, their life as a vampire, or it could be completely random! i’m still heavily working on medic’s right now so i don’t want to say much, but it Does have something to do with his bond with wolves! Perhaps Hypothetically, another vampire’s ability could be to turn invisible, something that’s Very Rare and Unique, or just enhanced (on top of the Already Massive Amounts of) strength, speed, etc. not every vampire gets a Unique Gift and it’s usually only after they’ve been a vampire for a significant amount of time. this aspect is still heavily under development! and as it is only medic and two other vampires will have Set Unique Abilities! weaknesses are the sun, silver bullets and stakes! vampires are always very ready to combat such things though, so even weapons set to kill vampires will need to be wielded by an expert in order to stand a chance! vampires can feed off of any kind of blood, animal or human, but human is preferred. they have very keen senses of smell and hearing and possess super speed and strength! they can hear the heartbeats of those living folk around them and tend to run quite cold in terms of body temperature. it’s not unheard of for vampires and humans to get along, but for the most part, vampires prefer not having anything to do with humans unless they intend to make the human a vampire themselves! so it is Very Interesting to other vampires that medic is keeping a human vampire hunter around and does not seem to have any intention of turning him (despite sniper’s suspicions to the contrary)… hmm….!

[valtsv]

hi! i mean this genuinely and i hope it isnt rude to ask, totally feel free to ignore if you prefer not to answer! but ive been wondering, what makes you seemingly so attached to your polish heritage? as a polish person myself, who has lived in poland their whole life, i just find it interesting, because i find that im almost... ashamed of my own nationality. im sure you are aware that poland isnt the most progressive, especially with the current government, and it is in many ways far behind many other european countries. again, i mean no disrespect to you and also im literally polish myself so its just a lot of conflicting feelings, and it makes me curious to see an immigrant who seems to talk about the country mostly positively. (also im sorry about the situation with your family, i hope you get to come here on your own at some point! <3)

oh yeah no i totally get you, i feel ashamed of how backwards and bigoted the country can be and i'm not some kind of proud nationalist who'll defend its ugliness. and i worry sometimes that i'll make people feel unsafe or uncomfortable by mentioning my heritage because of that. i suppose i'm just attached to the way i feel like i'm home when i'm there, in the town i was born in and the places i've visited. i'm attached to the good memories i have of the food and culture and scenery and people i've encountered who made it a beautiful place to live. and a lot of my family were wiped out during ww2, so i guess i'm attached to being alive and proof that they failed to destroy us completely? but i definitely don't think it's all sunshine and roses and pretty stereotypes.

[lucilucialu]

me: im gonna share with the fandom this silly little headcanon :)

also me: *writes too many paragraphs*

anywayss.......

after the fight at the hospital, once things go back to normal (as much as they can with monroe still on the run), the pack finds out about theo's living situation. since he's technically liam's responsibility and liam is the 'alpha' now that scott and the others are going to college (and also, since liam's parents know about the supernatural now), the pack basically forces theo to move in with liam.

scott says it's for his own good since it's dangerous out there ("i have fangs and claws" "yeah but this is still beacon hills"), others (like stiles, malia, argent and derek) say it's better for everyone if theo is being watched at all times, some members remain neutral about all of this (melissa, corey, lydia, mason), and liam says "i don't care. im not gonna make you do anything. you're free to do whatever you want. i'd rather not have you sleeping in a sleeping bag on my bedroom floor every night tho. but... it's your choice, i guess". and theo "no, liam, you can't make me do anything. none of you can. in fact, im only going to agree to this if you guarantee that as soon as i have the money to get an apartment, not a single one of you is gonna get in my way or try to follow me or watch my every move"

so he moves in.

it's not a sleeping bag, but an air mattress on liam's bedroom floor where he ends up sleeping every night. well, if you really can call 'pretending to sleep but staying awake all night so you don't get nightmares' sleeping. but one night, after a month living with liam and his family, he falls asleep.

he spent the entire day with liam on the preserve. not running from any evil creature or anything, just..... they're kind of friends now. liam and him. so after liam had a bad day at school and lacrosse practice (senior year and having to leave for college next year are making him really anxious. and the ied episode during lacrosse didn't help), theo bought some food and drove them to the preserve. he had fun. after they ate and liam was feeling better, they went for a walk and found a small lake. liam pushed theo in but before he could panic and think about what he had actually done, theo came out, grabbed liam, and jumped into the lake with him.

it was nice, actually. associating water with a nice memory now. a really nice memory, since eventually liam took his wet shirt off, which theo enjoyed because hey, he has eyes (liam has eyes too, that allowed him to see theo checking him out).

but yeah, now he's really tired. so even if he fights it, he sleeps.

and the nightmare comes.

it's the same as always. the morgue, tara, his heart, her heart.

the morgue, tara, his heart.

the morgue, tara, his heart.

the morgue, tara-

she stops.

she has her hand raised, about to take her heart back. but she's not moving, which is somehow worse. theo just wants it to be over and wake up.

"what are you waiting for? it's yours, take it" she doesn't move. this is definitely worse. "you know you don't have to stop" nothing, no movement.

"c'mon, get it over with!" theo's desperate now. he grabs her wrist and squeezes, trying to get a reaction. "do it. do it now, tara" still nothing, so he shuts his eyes and pulls her hand to his chest. "c'mon!"

but when he feels warm fingers instead of cold sharp ones pressed against him, he opens his eyes. tara's gone. liam's there. he's now holding liam's wrist.

"...liam? what-" liam does react. he moves his hand until he is the one holding theo's wrist, and slowly brings it to his chest, placing it on top of his heart. letting theo feel it beat.

and that's how theo wakes up.

he sits up on the air mattress, sweating and breathing hard. liam is kneeling on the floor next to him, trying to calm him down. theo then notices that one of his hands is trapped between liam's chest and liam's hand. his heartbeat is steady and theo tries to match it.

"yeah, that's it, theo. focus on me. you're safe, you're fine, just focus-" "shut up. i need you to shut up right now" and for the first time ever, liam does.

after a few minutes, theo can finally breathe normally, but he doesn't let go of liam yet.

"you okay?" "sorry i woke you up" "are you- what the fuck, theo. im not. im glad you woke me up so i could help you" "how did you know what to do?" "i don't... i didn't know. i was trying to wake you up but you wouldn't listen. so i thought that maybe if you felt something real, something not on the nightmare, you would... come back? i don't know. it worked tho" "yeah, it did. thank you" "you still haven't answered me. are you okay?" theo pauses for a second, glancing down at their joined hands still on liam's chest. "i am now"

that night theo realizes liam is his anchor. liam doesn't.

he thinks what helped theo was just being able to focus on something outside of the nightmare. so the next night he gives theo his phone and earphones and "here" "what's this for?" "so you don't... you know, have bad dreams? i don't wanna hear you complaining about my 'shitty music taste', just focus on the songs and.... yeah. you're welcome" "what are you... liam, i-" "i'll help you make a spotify acc tomorrow, im too tired now. maybe you can make music your anchor and hey, make playlists for different situations" "liam" "like... 'anchor music against nightmares' and 'music that keeps me from killing people' and-"

"it was you"

"what?"

"it is you. my anchor. i don't need music, i just need you"

oh

"oh..." "ugh, don't get weird" "im not!" "right. forgot you are weird" "okay, just- i mean- how- im- i mean, i don't-" "yeah, im gonna go" they are both sitting on theo's bed and liam jumps on top of theo before he can get up. he's panicking, okay?

"im going to kill you" "why?" "'why?' because right now you are-" "no! i mean why am i your anchor" "i don't know, liam. do you know why your anchor is your anchor?" and now would be a good time to let theo know that he's liam's anchor too, but.... "no..." "exactly. i guess you just..." "yeah?" theo sighs, trying not to look at liam, which is impossible because he's basically pinning theo to the air mattress and he's too close so he's all theo can see right now. "you make me feel safe. and i trust you" he says quietly. "i trust you too" liam says just as quietly. "yeah?" "yeah" "good. now can you get off me? your knee is practically on my dick and not in a fun way"

aaaaaaaand just like that the moment is over.

"'fun way'?! what do you mean?" "you're so red right now" "so are you!" "yeah, well, you're gonna wake your parents up if you keep yelling" "you're an asshole" "and you're still on top of me" "push me off then!" "nah, you get up" "dude shut up!" "make me"

did he just-

"are you- what- that is so- i-" "yeah, i love how your brain and mouth work" "i hate you so much. that was awful" "but are you going to?" "going to what?" "shut me- god, liam, never mind" and theo kisses him. and liam kisses him back, obviously.

they will definitely talk about theo being liam's anchor later. and about whatever this is, too. but making out is the most important thing at the moment. well, actually, theo's hands on his hair and his back are the most important thing to liam right now.

wait, no. the way theo is smiling against liam's lips is the Most Important Thing ever.

[shkspr]

hi. on your post where you may or may not have ended on 'moffat is either your angel or your devil' did you have maybe an elaboration on that somewhere that i could possibly hear about. i'm very much a capaldi era stan and i've never tried to defend the matt smith era even though it had delightful moments sometimes so i wonder where that puts me. i'd love to hear your perspective on moffat as a person with your political perspective. -nicole

hi ok sorry i took so long to respond to this but i dont think you know how LOADED this question is for me but i am so happy to elaborate on that for you. first a few grains of salt to flavor your understanding of the whole situation: a. im unfairly biased against moffat bc im a davies stan and a tennant stan; b. i still very much enjoy and appreciate moffat era who for many reasons; and c. i hate moffat on a personal level far more than i could ever hate his work.

the thing is that its all always gonna be a bit mixed up bc i have to say a bunch of seemingly contradictory things in a row. for instance, a few moffat episodes are some of my absolute favorites of the rtd era, AND the show went way downhill when moffat took over, AND the really good episodes he wrote during the rtd era contained the seeds of his destruction.

like i made that post about the empty child/the doctor dances and it holds true for blink and thats about it bc the girl in the fireplace and silence in the library/forest of the dead are good but not nearly on the same level, and despite the fact that i like them at least nominally, they are also great examples of everything i hate about moffat and how he approached dw as a whole.

basically. doctor who is about people. there are many things about moffats tenure as showrunner that i think are a step up from rtd era who! actual gay people, for one! but i think that can likely be attributed mostly to an evolving Society as opposed to something inherent to him and his work, seeing as rtd is literally gay, and the existence of queer characters in moffats work doesnt mean the existence of good queer characters (ill give him bill but thats it!)

i have a few Primary Grievances with moffat and how he ran dw. all of them are things that got better with capaldi, but didnt go away. they are as follows:

moffat projects his own god complex onto the doctor

rtd era who had a doctor with a god complex. you cant ever be the doctor and not have a god complex. the problem with moffats era specifically is that the god complex was constant and unrepentant and was seen as a fundamental personality trait of the doctor rather than a demon he has to fight. he has the Momence where you feel bad for him, the Momence where he shows his humility or whatever and youre reminded that he doesnt want to be the lonely god, but those are just. moments. in a story where the doctor thinks hes the main character. rtd era doctor was aware that he wasnt the main character. he had to be an authority sometimes and he had to be the loner and he had to be sad about it, but he ultimately understood that he was expendable in a narrative sense.

this is how you get lines like “were the thin fat gay married anglican marines, why would we need names as well?” from the same show that gave you the gut punch moment at the end of midnight when they realize that nobody asked the hostess for her name. and on the one hand, thats a small sticking point, but on the other hand, its just one small example of the simple disregard that moffat has for humanity.

incidentally, this is a huge part of why sherlock sucked so bad: moffats main characters are special bc theyre so much bigger and better than all the normal people, and thats his downfall as a showrunner. he thinks that his audience wants fucking sheldon cooper when what they want is people.

like, ok. think of how many fantastic rtd era eps are based in the scenario “what if the doctor wasnt there? what if he was just out of commission for a bit?” and how those eps are the heart of the show!! bc theyre about people being people!! the thing is that all of the rtd era companions would have died for the doctor but he understood and the story understood that it wasnt about him.

this is like. nine sending rose home to save her life and sacrifice his own vs clara literally metaphysically entwining her existence w the doctor. ten also sending rose with her family to save her life vs river being raised from infancy to be obsessed w the doctor and then falling in love w him. martha leaving bc she values herself enough to make that decision vs amy being treated like a piece of meat.

and this is simultaneously a great callback to when i said that moffats episodes during the rtd era sometimes had the same problems as his show running (bc girl in the fireplace reeks of this), and a great segue into the next grievance.

moffat hates women

he hates women so fucking much. g-d, does steven moffat ever hate women. holy shit, he hates women. especially normal human women who prioritize their normal human lives on an equal or higher level than the doctor. moffat hated rose bc she wasnt special by his standards. the empty child/the doctor dances is the nicest he ever treated her, and she really didnt do much in those eps beyond a fuck ton of flirting.

girl in the fireplace is another shining example of this. youve got rose (who once again has another man to keep her busy, bc moffat doesnt think shes good enough for the doctor) sidelined for no reason only to be saved by the doctor at the last second or whatever. and then youve got reinette, who is pretty and powerful and special!

its just. moffat thinks that the doctor is as shallow and selfish as he is. thats why he thinks the doctor would stay in one place with reinette and not with rose. bc moffat is shallow and sees himself in the doctor and doesnt think he should have to settle for someone boring and normal.

not to mention rose met the doctor as an adult and chose to stay with him whereas reinette is. hm. introduced to the doctor as a child and grows up obsessed with him.

does that sound familiar? it should! bc it is also true of amy and river. and all of them are treated as viable romantic pairings. bc the only women who deserve the doctor are the ones whose entire existence revolves around him. which includes clara as well.

genuinely i think that at least on some level, not even necessarily consciously, that bill was a lesbian in part bc capaldi was too old to appeal to mainstream shippers. like twelve/clara is still a thing but not as universally appealing as eleven/clara but i am just spitballing. but i think they weighed the pros and cons of appealing to the woke crowd over the het shippers and found that gay companion was more profitable. anyway the point is to segue into the next point, which is that moffat hates permanent consequences.

moffat hates permanent consequences

steven moffat does not know how to kill a character. honestly it feels like hes doing it on purpose after a certain point, like he knows he has this habit and hes trying to riff on it to meme his own shit, but it doesnt work. it isnt funny and it isnt harmless, its bad writing.

the end of the doctor dances is so poignant and so meaningful and so fucking good bc its just this once! everybody lives, just this once! and then he does p much the same thing in forest of the dead - this one i could forgive, bc i do think that preserving those peoples consciousnesses did something for the doctor as a character, it wasnt completely meaningless. but everything after that kinda was.

rory died so many times its like. get a hobby lol. amy died at least once iirc but it was all a dream or something. clara died and was erased from the doctors memory. river was in prison and also died. bill? died. all of them sugarcoated or undone or ignored by the narrative to the point of having effectively no impact on the story. the point of a major character death is that its supposed to have a point. and you could argue that a piece of art could be making a point with a pointless death, ie. to put perspective on it and remind you that bad shit just happens, but with moffat the underlying message is always “i can do whatever i want, nothing is permanent or has lasting impact ever.”

basically, with moffat, tragedy exists to be undone. and this was a really brilliant, really wonderful thing in the doctor dances specifically bc it was the doctor clearly having seen his fair share of tragedy that couldnt be helped, now looking on his One Win with pride and delight bc he doesnt get wins like this! and then moffat proceeded to give him the same win over and over and over and over. nobody is ever dead. nobody is ever unable to be saved. and if they are, really truly dead and/or gone, then thats okay bc moffat has decided that [insert mitigating factor here]*

*the mitigating factor is usually some sort of computerized database of souls.

i can hear the moffat stans falling over themselves to remind me that amy and rory definitely died, and they did - after a long and happy life together, they died of old age. i dont consider that a character death any more than any other character choosing to permanently leave the tardis.

and its not just character deaths either, its like, everything. the destruction of gallifrey? never mind lol! character development? scrapped! the same episode four times? lets give it a fifth try and hope nobody notices. bc he doesnt know how to not make the doctor either an omnipotent savior or a self-pitying failure.

it is in nature of doctor who, i believe, for the doctor to win most of the time. like, it wouldnt be a very good show if he didnt win most of the time. but it also wouldnt be a very good show if he won all of the time. my point is that moffats doctor wins too often, and when he doesnt win, it feels empty and hollow rather than genuinely humbling, and you know hes not gonna grow from it pretty much at all.

so like. again, i like all of doctor who i enjoy all of it very much. i just think that steven moffat is a bad show runner and a decent writer at times. and it is frustrating. and im not here to convince or convert anyone im just living my truth. thank you for listening.

[v1leblood]

ok so im still sleepy but i want to post it before i fuck off to do other thing so i may issue corrections or elaborations later, however

a good starting reference point is how bonesaw establishes the s9 clones work in worm. in her case, she makes similar-enough superficial facsimilies using another tinker's memory database until the memories of the biologically identical clone of the s9 member (made from their dna) are close enough to the original's that the shard associated w that cape recognizes the clone as similar enough to the original to make the connection w them and grant them powers

in ward, by way of ashley, its established that once the connection has been made, over a long enough period of time, the shard will begin essentially uploading the memories of the original to the clone, smoothing out discrepancies between the dead original and the clone's patchwork memories and/or differences in how their pre-built personalities were put together.

but. a key part of this is that the shard doesn't have a perfect, exact record of everything about the original cape -- or that if it does, it doesn't care to upload all that it has. instead, it focuses on the parts a shard cares about -- the conflict parts, the traumatic parts, what you could consider the ugliest parts of that person's history and the bits of personality that were attached to those moments

whether or not what's stored in the shard is The person or a copy of a person is kind of a philosophical question without a strictly clear answer -- there's characters who believe the latter, there's characters who base their entire plans and goals on the former, or at least don't see a meaningful difference between the two so they don't care if it is a person or a copy; though, we have examples of characters like alexandria (and to a lesser extent taylor) who essentially had the shard doing all the brain functions to account for the extra necessary processing power for their parahuman shit, so the possibility exists that from the moment you become a parahuman your consciousness is now stored in the (shard) cloud

anyway, what this means for ciara clones, the specific mechanics of ciara's power aside (it seems to be that she connects directly to the shards of other parahumans, so again whether her ghosts are 'copies' or a continuation of the original or whatever is down to personal interpretation of how the alien bullshit works), is that once they're resurrected by ciara nilbog and riley working together, with riley Not using or having access to cranial's memory tech & to some degree not needing it since they're instead relying on ciara's power's preservation, the version of them that's resurrected a) needs some time to develop their personhood b) like with what experiences and personality parts that the shards upload to clones, is based on the version of them their shard cares to keep and/or share; i.e, focus on the cape identity, the trauma, the conflict they've been a part of. an example of this in ward is that the resurrected clockblocker is more like clockblocker when he was 16-17 (or whatever, pre-timeskip basically) and more jokey and lighthearted rather than the clockblocker we meet in arc 26, because his shard placed more value on the dennis that first triggered and fought leviathan, echidna, the s9, behemoth, and so forth, than the one that spent 2 years on the bench while the undersiders ran BB

so, what does this mean for alec? well. alec was with the undersiders for, like, 6 months, Maybe a year if im forgetting how long they were a team for before taylor joined, before getting smote by behemoth. the parts of that time when he was most effective/powerful and Actually Used His Power were from the moment the s9 came to town and he started using his power to control people again, so That's the parts of alec that his shard most likely focused on from his stint with the undersiders

except, there was another point of alec's life where he was using his powers. which was when he was hijack. we don't know how much in-fighting there was between the heartbroken within the heartbreaker household other than that it was enough that each seemed to know exactly how it felt to be hit by each other's powers (at the very least, alec & cherie know what each other's powers feel like and seem to know what nicholas's feels like), but home life aside, this was the era where his dad was making him kill people with his power in all sorts of ways, he was engaging in other criminal behavior with presumably some regularity, and when he had free time practicing with his power to control multiple people at once

so. its very possible that even if ciara did bring back alec, a non-insignificant portion of that version of alec may be based off of how he was as jean-paul rather than purely being the alec we came to know. which i imagine would make for some incredible jarring moments for aisha and co

(though, to be clear, i don't think it'd be Primarily hijack -- I think his shard would correctly identify his undersider warlord era as being a peak in his power based on how often he got into combat & having powerful parahumans like shatterbird and victor under his thrall for a time -- just that there's likely a 30-40% of the Alec The Undersiders Did Not Meet in the final product)

How do you think Alec would have handled getting the Valkyrie treatment? Being made into a puppet in the same way that he did to other people, his sacrificial suicide being subverted by another cape who uses people as tools but in a much more complete and permanent sense, coming back wrong and having his cape identity irrevocably a part of his body and self, and no longer being able to take off the mask, is this anything?

see i've rotated this extensively in my mind before because i think coming up with how a cape's design would turn out if they got glastig uained is a really fun exercise (do that shit to lisa for some Fun eyeball body horror!!) but i'm struggling to come up with what would happen to alec :( the most obvious answer is the crown becoming like. Attached. to his head. but id ont know if that's too far out there. there's also the concept of having his face frozen in a permanent smirking expression but i feel like that would go Too tragically counter to the point of a 'surprise hes back again' au wherein he would be expected to. yknow. realize and experience some of his feelings again at some point. so yeah i'd need someone else to help me figure that one out.

anyway the actual experience of being glastig uained. if i recall correctly in ward brian says it was basically just like waking up feeling like everything from before he died was just a few days ago not Years ago so i don't think alec would care that much that someone was using his ghost or whatever for shit while he was dead, relative 2 all the other problems in his life. wouldnt even notice with the type of shit hes got going on. the big reason why this au doesn't really work is that it's just Wildly Unproductively Depressing. it seems like ciara only starts bringing random people back by the time aisha is like. what. 20?

it works Fine and Actually Thematically Interesting Well that brian is like oh FUCK youve GROWN UP when he gets back because it's relevant 2 their sibling dynamics. but it does. it does not work if alec gets back and aisha is like 20. it's just depressing. from alec's PoV it would be "congrats you've been brought back into a world where your best and only friend is too old and character-developmented for you to actually have a close connection with even though for you it feels like she was still your age only a few days ago and also your fucking shit ass siblings are here too and btw the world ended so all of the nice luxuries you were enjoying previously are not options anymore. go feed the earth gimel sheep boy." and from aisha's perspective her best friend would be back but in a monkeys paw way where he did not get to grow up with her and he's still little and sad and fucked up and more like one of his siblings that she's caring for/trying to help vs the equal best friendship she Wants but Can't Have because he is Fifteen. so now everything sucks and is sad for everyone involved. :(.

i would say "on the 'up'side this is a hot new contender for scenarios wherein lisa could feasibly decide alec is her new sopping wet fixer-upper" but she already has an even more absurd and unstable option (that one cop) so as usual alec remains background. btw he would be offended on taylors behalf that lisa had replaced taylor with victoria (who he does not like because shes annoying) and entirely oblivious that taylor had ever thought or said anything about him being sucks and utterly lacking in interiority. AUs that have potential to be funny wrt alec's interactions with the other undersiders but are wildly fucking depressing when you get to his interactions with aisha.

if we fudge a bit and say ciara brings him back like riiight after gold morning aisha would only be a bit over a year older than him so that's more doable in terms of character development and eventual reconnection but it'd still be a mess. i'm not articulating my explanation of how aisha's character development works rn and i don't feel like saying something wrong so i'll just leave it here but trust me it'd still be a mess. maybe an interesting one but a mess

[kaeyasaki]

— ❝ HOUSE RULES ❞

miya atsumu x f!reader

after coming back home from an overseas trip, atsumu comes back home to discover that his pretty little wife seems to have let a few certain rules slip, it’s a good thing he’s more than happy to help her revise them. — wc; 4K

thank you so so much @tsumue for beta reading, you helped so much fr hottie <3

dt; @7tsumurai i told you i’d get out a fic im happy with for you when i had more time and here it is, i love you so very much and thank you for everything you’ve done for me, you’re a real life saver and i wouldn’t want anyone other than you as my hot milf mommy <3

warnings; nsfw, unprotected sex, dumbification, rough sex, degradation, slapping, misogynistic behaviour + overstimulation bye i really said i didn’t have it in me

slotting his house key into the lock, atsumu had a content smile gracing his face as the next scene he assumed to be ahead of him was already playing out in his head.

you in a pretty dress he had so graciously bought and maybe even one of those cute frilly aprons he’d insisted upon gifting you. you would drop your cooking utensil immediately upon his arrival and rush over to him to take care of his jacket and bags while chanting about how desperately you missed your dear husband while he was away. atsumu would then shower you with the attention you had been missing out on and he’d have his darling little wife sit on his lap mindlessly chattering about how much she needed him.

atsumu was sure this was what was going to play out before him as soon as he opened the door.

so why the fuck had he opened the door to see otherwise?

his eyes twitched with irritation slightly at the sight of you in sweats on the couch lazily scrolling through your phone, but he refused to throw a fit immediately. he was kind enough to allow you the chance to explain yourself, afterall, he was adamant he was a good husband to you. the best husband to you.

“baby.” his voice rang clearly through the room as your head perked up at the sound of his voice. immediately you smiled upon seeing him as you hopped off the couch and dropped your phone to wander over to him. while you offered atsumu a warm smile, it didn’t seem to be reciprocated as a small but familiar glint in his eye told you enough to know something was off.

“i missed you.” you tried to shake that look from him as you wrapped your arms around his slim torso and inhaled the scent you’d found yourself missing over the week. “yeah?” he questioned as you looked up to meet his still piercing eyes. “of course.” you sighed before burying your face back into his chest for a moment.

for just a second, atsumu forgot why he was even mad. did he even have a right to be mad? he had a nice house, a job he loved and most importantly, the most perfect little wife. but then it all came back to him and the irritation stayed present as he stared down at you wrapped around his body.

the perfect little wife should have her husband’s dinner cooking and ready to be served upon his arrival. the perfect little wife should be dressed appropriately according to her husband's personal preferences which in atsumu’s case, were the dainty little outfits he was constantly having you try on and strut around the house in. the perfect little wife should respond appropriately whilst talking to her husband which for atsumu meant he’d prefer you at least pretend to be a little more mindlessly excited about seeing him again.

maybe you weren’t his perfect little wife anymore, but he could only blame himself. you were just too stupid to think for yourself, how could atsumu blame you for forgetting the rules he has in place if he hadn’t been around to remind you of them this past week? no matter, he’d just have to remind you as many times as it took to get these demands through to that pretty head of yours.

“i think someone’s forgotten a few things since i left.” atsumu stated flatly as you pulled away from him, eyes desperately looking up at him pleading to know where you had fucked up.

“i have?” you questioned, hands tugging at the hem of his jacket a little. you looked down refusing to continue looking at the disappointed expression of the man you loved the most knowing you had caused him to be upset.

atsumu smiled slightly as you slowly began to fall back into your submissive ways as he brought his hand down to hook his fingers under your chin forcing you to look up at him. his eyes were a little softer than before as thoughts of your kind and wonderful husband flooded your senses once more. you felt so terrible upsetting him as soon as he had come home. this was the man who insisted upon giving you anything and everything you ever asked for on a silver platter. he spoiled you to no ends and always pampered you to the point where it was clear you were his brat.

desperately wanting to make up for your out of line behaviour, you pulled the jacket off of atsumu and took his bags from his hand as he hummed in approval. the slightest grain of praise sent your head into turmoil as only thoughts of atsumu were permitted to dance around in there. smiling at him, you turned towards the direction of your bedroom before you were stopped by atsumu’s voice.

“and when you come back, i want to see ya dressed how you know yer meant to be.” you gave him a quick nod as you hurried to your shared bedroom to drop his things and throw on an outfit you knew would be approving of him.

carefully scanning through your choice, you finally decided on wearing a cute little cami mini dress atsumu had bought you a few months back. the soft material stopped at your mid thigh as the short spaghetti straps held the dress up your body as the material tugged around you in all the right places. determined to show atsumu you were extra sorry, you grabbed a delicate apron he had bought you a few weeks beforehand and it was one you were yet to wear. the dainty frills and clean material were tied around your waist as you stared at your reflection back in the mirror.

you had missed atsumu, really, but you had missed this routine more and you were grateful your husband was kind enough to keep you in check whenever you slipped up rather than blow up over it.

you really were a lucky wife.

satisfied with your appearance, you pattered down the stairs to find atsumu leaning against the kitchen counter scanning over the meal you had been cooking prior to his return left cold on the stove. noticing your presence, atsumu smiled at your outfit as he open his arms for you to fall into. “at least you got one thing right.” he sighed as you nodded noting he was referring to the meal you had been preparing just thirty minutes before he had stepped through the door.

pressing a chaste kiss to your lips, atsumu pulled away before tapping your inner thigh making you jolt slightly. “well, get to it, i’ve had a long journey and i’m starvin’.” he sighed, smile still slightly evident on his face.

you nodded and stood over the stove before turning it on. the cooking process was simple, it was practically just a matter of heating the food up as atsumu never required you to do any actual heavy cooking. he’d never dare have you do anything that could potentially callous or wear down your soft hands that he loved having you run all over his body. he only ever put you to a little more work when it came to taking care of certain things. housework and cooking were mundane things he liked to let you get off with lightly. preserving your energy to have you selfishly take care of his personal needs.

two minutes went by before you felt a looming presence behind you. instinctively, you stepped back slightly allowed atsumu to wrap his arms around your waist and press his body up against yours from behind. thumbs traced small circles over the sides of your waist as you tried to keep your focus on the food on the stove careful not to burn it. not that atsumu would particularly care if you did, ordering in was always an option, but he’d always let you have a try and providing for him beforehand.

your head was going light as your husband's hot breath fanned right against your ear as you struggled to keep your focus on the stove. “i’m disappointed.” atsumu sighed lowly sending shivers through your body as he leaned in closer. “i thought i’d taught ya well enough to be able to remember how things work around here.”

your heart tugged at the degrading tone he was using whether it was intentional or not before atsumu continued. “it’s a shame really, i could’ve rewarded ya for being away from me for so long, but now it looks like i’m gonna have to use that time to remind you of a few lessons.” you nodded curtly at the light scolding as your husband's hand dipped between your inner thigh grazing over the pretty panties you found to be increasingly annoying.

thumb tracing the hem of the material, he continued to sigh and mutter small disapprovals of your previous behaviour, but none of the derogatory terms educating nor belittling you, but rather exciting you instead.

you could only hum and nod in agreement at atsumu’s words as the more you gave in, the more he did too. with each acceptance of scolding, your husband would reward you by pressing his fingers a little harsher through your already soaking panties.

“stupid girl,” he muttered up against your ear as your breathing grew slightly ragged. “i thought i taught ya to know better by now.”

his words only worked you up more as he buried his head into the crook of your neck, allowing his teeth to nip at your hot skin. now focusing his attention on your neck, atsumu sucked harshly making sure to leave bruises littered across where he had access to making sure to rebrand you as his own. “tsumu…” you whined as his fingers continued dragging along the soft silk material. “just take them off already.” you whimpered before your husband bit a little harsher causing you to yelp.

“first i come home to ya looking less than presentable and now yer telling me what to do?” your heart hammered at his dark tone as he pulled away momentarily. “baby,” he shook his head. “how could ya give me instructions when ya can’t even follow simple ones yerself.” he sighed as you whispered a quick apology.

his hand pulled away from between your thighs to instead grip the sides of your hips. rough hands running up and down your sides under the pretty dress you’d chosen for him. “let me show ya why i’m in charge around here yeah?” his hips were pressed up behind yours forcing you to feel how pent up he was too. “please.” you whimpered mindlessly grinding against the growing tent in his sweats.

atsumu chuckled before nipping the shell of your ear halting your instinctive movements. “good girl for asking me so nicely.”

with atsumu assaulting your neck once more and further adding to the sensation by pressing up against your clothed clit, all thoughts that weren’t regarding miya atsumu had disintegrated and now your only motive was to make your loving husband proud and take what he was willing to give you.

slowly, your movements grew to become more frantic as his hands stayed firm on your hips as he steadied himself behind you. “oh angel, ya really missed me huh?” he teased while slowing you to rut against him, clothes separating the two of you much to your frustration. you chanted small “uh huh”s as atsumu smiled upon your mindless behaviour. “it’s okay baby, let yer man take care of ya, i’ll make sure ya never forget these little rules again.” you mewled out his name which only delighted him further.

you were just too easy.

“so independent,” he whispered, fingers finally hooking under the hem of the silky undergarments before slowly pulling them down to pool at your ankles below. “it’s my fault, yer too stupid to be left alone for more than a few days right?” you nodded completely missing whatever you were agreeing to as atsumu continued to trace dreadfully slow patterns under your dress.

“it’s okay baby, i know you didn’t mean to make me angry did ya? it’s not yer fault ya can’t think for yerself.” atsumu continued to degrade you to nothing more than a brainless doll as you gave in to his desires completely all while trying to give the heating food on the stove even the slightest grain of attention you could.

fingers pressing onto your aching clit, your husband began to draw rough patterns onto the sensitive area, making sure to get a good feel of just how aroused he made you feel. humming in approval at the short breathy moans that left your throat, atsumu continued to tease you as you melted back into his chest keeping you in place against him and the stove.

“that’s it, good girl.” he praised the moment your legs parted a little wider for him to access. “feel good?” he asked despite the fact he already knew what your answer was. “yes atsumu, feels so good.” you blabbered as he selfishly stole all your focus onto him.

pushing his middle finger inside of you, atsumu’s eyes lit up at the feeling of how tight and wet you were around his finger. while your behavior wasn’t always perfect, your pussy was. he’d always tell you how you were made for him, your mind, body and soul all rightfully his as you always gave into him, atsumu’s grin widened when he felt you clench around his digits, your body already well accustomed to him. just how he’d trained it to be.

it wasn’t long before your husband was kind enough to give you his index finger, thumb ghosting over your clit after every few movements. relishing in the pretty sounds he was drawing out of you, atsumu picked up the pace knowing fully well you were practically teetering on the edge by now. your stuttered breathing, whimpers and pleading of his name were enough of a giveaway to know you were desperate for release, but the setter wasn’t about to give in.

while he had forgiven you a while ago, atsumu had decided that perhaps a little more punishment would really help you remember not to let him come home to anything less than what he expects again as he pulled his fingers out of you immediately after feeling you tense up.

“atsu- why?” you sobbed out frustrated and upset that he’d taken your high away from you. you were the most worked up you’d ever felt at this point and atsumu knew that too hence why he decided that now was the time to have a little bit of fun on his side with you. “i’m still mad ya know.” he cooed mockingly from behind you. “or did ya forget?”

“no, no, i didn’t i’m sorry.” you cried out, tears trickling out your eyes as atsumu stared up at your reflection against the glass panels up against the stove. part of him wished he waited, just to get you in a position where you were facing him, but for now he’d make do as his dick throbbed at the sight of your reflection. upset and ashamed, you stared back into your own reflection meeting your husband's wicked gaze.

“of course ya are.” atsumu hummed, hands temporarily pulling away from you to reach down to his own sweats. “and yer gonna show me how sorry ya are, right?”. pulling down both his sweats and boxers in one go, your breath hitch despite the fact you weren’t facing the terrifying thing. you didn’t need to be looking at it to know what it was capable of. atsumu’s cock was nothing new to you, but everytime you were met with it, atsumu proved himself to be just as relentless as the first time you’d experienced it.

both long and girthy, you were certain miya atsumu was the biggest you’d ever seen and taken, with thick veins running up and down the shaft adding further to the arousal he caused you.

“tsumu…” you breathed out as he pressed the swollen head in line with your entrance. “i’ve already gotten ya ready, don’t be greedy.” he scolded before you could even speak. despite his harsh words though, atsumu was still considerate enough to try and take some of the focus away from any potential pain with his fingers as he let his hand dip back down between your thighs fingers circling your clit gathering any slick he could before smothering it over your pretty pussy which at this point was clenching around nothing much to your demise.

rubbing the head up and down your clit to make access a little easier on the both of you, atsumu pushed into you stretching out your walls as you chanted his name like a mantra. his fingers were a lot different from his cock, as tears were dripping down your face in a mixture of both pleasure and pain all while he allowed you a moment to adjust to the dramatic size difference you had just gotten used to.

lifting the hem of your dress up, atsumu’s mood was left content at seeing your tight pussy struggle to take him all in. he was a proud man, proud of you and proud of his capability to get you like this.

pulling his hand away from your clit now that he’d pushed inside of you, the setter took both his hands to firmly grip on your hips as he began to start thrusting at a slow but steady pace to get you going.

while you thought atsumu was mad at you, he missed you more than anything and while he’d love to pull you away from the hot stove and fuck you over the clean marble counter, he was determined to enjoy the feeling of slowing making you his all over again for now. he’d have all the time in the world to roughly punish you should he ever choose to, but in this moment, he was content with what he was giving you and he was certain his pretty little wife had learnt her lesson.

finally getting you accustomed to the size of him, your cries turned into soft moans as the tip of his cock hit against your cervix sending your head to go blank and your actions to become completely instinctive. the only thing bringing you out of this mindless trance is the feeling of a hard slap to your ass as your head jolts up and you cry out.

“so, are ya really sorry for upsettin’ me?” atsumu challenges, speed continually picking up as your head scrambles to string together some form of answer. you know better than to keep him waiting as you open your mouth to speak, but before you can even try to get any words out, another slap lands just as harshly as the last, the pain mixing in with the pleasure throwing your make do answer out the window as you struggle to reply properly.

“yes tsumu, so sorry- never again.” you weep as the dried tears are replaced with a fresh wave dripping down your face much to atsumu’s satisfaction. “never what again?” he pries further all while slamming his dick in and out of your dripping cunt. “never - shit- never break your rules again.” you plead doing your best to show him just how sorry you really were.

sinking into you completely, atsumu really starts fucking you with the head of his cock hitting your cerfix repeatedly, the smacking of his balls slapping up against your ass mixed with the sound of your dripping hole being used as if it were a fleshlight echo through the room for you to hear.

“tsumu, ‘m sorry, m’ sorry, so- please!” you sob reaching the edge of your high once more feeling desperate for allowance from him this time. “not yet.” he hisses out as his thrust shows no relentlessness. all while you’re trying to hold yourself together, you feel the heat of the stove bring you back to some sort of sense as you make quick work of turning the gas completely off paying no mind to what the state of the food was inside of the pan.

“look up.” he demands, one hand straying from your hips to hook onto your jaw as he forces you to face the glass reflection of yourself being fucked stupid by him. “stupid slut.” he spits out pistoning his cock in and out of you at an unbearable pace. “my stupid slut.” he hisses slamming in and out of you forcing cries and wails out of your throat.

“not a slut.” you whimper out now refusing to take his degrading any longer. “‘m your wife tsumu, your good wife.” you insist, desperate for any form of praise from him. your husband sneers as he holds your jaw in place forcing you to stare at your fucked out expression.

“i don’t want a good wife, i want a perfect wife, ya got that?” he demands squeezing your hip as his own hips move faster than before. tears still streaming down your face from the immense pleasure and frustrations, you nod before mindlessly blabbering out your pleads.

“your perfect wife yeah, wanna be your perfect wife all yours.” you beg hurriedly in fear of him depriving you of your second orgasm of the night.

he liked the sound of that. knowing he had you completely and utterly wrapped around his finger pleased him. your words only affirming this satisfaction as you gave yourself into him completely allowing him the rights of making you his and his alone. it’s like he always told you; you were made for him.

“go on then,” he grunts. “cum for me, pretty girl. now.”

he doesn't have to tell you twice as his hard thrusts pay no mercy to your cute little pussy, you can only think about cumming around him at this very second. the tight coil in your stomach finally allowed to break, your walls spasm around his cock as he continues to pound inside of you all while youre granted the pleasure of finally releasing. the feeling making you see stars, atsumu continues to use your hole as he pleases his only motive now chasing after his own high.

tightening his grip on your hips, he pressed his lips up close to your ear, once again nipping lightly at the shell. “gonna be my perfect wife yeah? yer taking it all for me got it?” he growls as you nod quickly, head still spinning.

“yeah, yeah tsumu, your perfect wife, all yours.” you beg, the overstimulation preventing you from thinking straight.

“that's right, mine, mine, mine.” he finishes forcing his load into your tight hole, his hot cum filling your womb completely. the feeling of him inside of you causes your tongue to drop out as both tears and spit dribble down your face as he continues to ram in and out of you through his orgasm.

finishing, atsumu grunts and pulls out of you, eyes bright seeing your abused hole leak out with his cum. seeing you completely fucked out by him was one of his favourite sights and he was certain he’d never get enough of it.

regardless of his rules and words, atsumu adored you no matter what. but to see you completely ruined by him and him alone, it only made him fall harder knowing you were willing to always take whatever he desired to give you. it made him proud to know he’d cuffed someone so willing for him.

as you catch your breath, atsumu looks over your shoulder that the burnt food you had yet to notice. meeting his gaze, you look down at the contents in the pan and internally cuss yourself out at the mistake. so sure you were getting another scolding, you jolt at the feeling of atsumu’s hand resting on your shoulder.

“yer too cute for cooking anyway.” he mutters allowing you to breathe out relieved. stepping away from you and pulling up his boxers and sweats, atsumu allows himself one more glance at the sight of his cum dribbling down your thighs from behind. smiling to himself, he nods over at the direction of the house phone before heading towards the couch.

“show me you’ve learnt ya lesson and ring up for dinner yeah? maybe then i’ll give ya the reward i was talking about earlier.”

he smiles at the sight of you nodding, your wobbly legs making their way over to the landline to ring up for whatever takeaway came to mind, your husbands load still dripping between your thighs.

miya atsumu was adamant he was a lucky man. he had a nice house, a job he loved and now he was now certain he had the most perfect little wife.

[bookaboutabook]

dancing with our hands tied// blackstairs

i just re read TDA and ofc i found a ton of new songs i associate with blackstairs... so today im sharing how DWOHT is literally a blackstairs song :D lets begin. 

I, I loved you in secret First sight, yeah, we love without reason Oh, twenty-five years old Oh, how were you to know, and

boom first line. who loves secrets more than the blackthorns? the answer is no one. that should be their real family motto. ANYWAYS. first sight we love without reason, i think refers to the fact that since they grew up together they’ve always loved each other and when they realized it was a deeper affection they weren’t able to stop it, even knowing that it was against the law and not going to end well for them. also we can go ahead and mentally swap the 25 yrs old with 17 years old for the sake of this. lastly, “how were you to know”, because this is never something they talked about and at the beginning of their relationship it was always unclear how the other felt. 

My, my love had been frozen Deep blue, but you painted me golden Oh, and you held me close Oh, how was I to know that

their love had been frozen in time because there was no way to make it go back-- it is essentially preserved at its most intense form. The golden imagery is a direct parallel to how he paints emma and how he said that he can never paint her without golden paint. LITERALLY she is painted golden. 

I could've spent forever with your hands in my pockets Picture of your face in an invisible locket You said there was nothing in the world that could stop it I had a bad feeling

there was that short period of time where they maybe thought they could have a secret relationship and keep their love to themselves, because it was something that neither of them could handle by themselves. the bad feeling is referring to emma discovering the true reason why parabatai being in love is forbidden.

And darling, you had turned my bed into a sacred oasis People started talking, putting us through our paces I knew there was no one in the world who could take it I had a bad feeling

here we have good old blackstairs 😈 I think the second line could be referring to how horace and zara found out about their love and were shaming them for it and calling it perverted, which although they SUCK, clearly thats not an encouraging thing to hear from anyone about a relationship that is already so precarious. 

But we were dancing Dancing with our hands tied, hands tied Yeah, we were dancing Like it was the first time, first time

this song as a whole is about a relationship that feels like its doomed from the start. no matter how much enjoyment or love they get from it there is something (parabatai bond) that is holding them back. They want their love to be enough but there is always a threat looming.

I, I loved you in spite of Deep fears that the world would divide us So, baby, can we dance Oh, through an avalanche?

The world = the clave. also just the fear that their family would find out and the fact that it is so taboo but something that neither of them can entirely let go of. 

And say, say that we got it I'm a mess, but I'm the mess that you wanted Oh, 'cause it's gravity Oh, keeping you with me

pretty self explanatory... they both are what each other wants even w all their flaws and even though its so dangerous to continue pursuing. 

I'd kiss you as the lights went out Swaying as the room burned down I'd hold you as the water rushes in If I could dance with you again

this part just reminds me of the parabatai curse and what they were able to do with their magic-- specifically the fire line. the water rushing in line reminds me of emma drowning in lady midnight and how julian came to her rescue <3 

okay that is all! lmk if you agree or have any other songs that you associate w them bc i love finding new ones!

[sleeping-lilies]

robin era jason, dick, and babs headcanons because there’s too much comedic potential to ignore

- dick and babs were the ultimate gossip buddies. whenever dick was with the titans for long periods of time, babs always filled him in on everything

babs: dick you’ll never believe what hal said to bruce last night, i even have videos. dick, the look on his face please—

dick, immediately locking doors so his teammates don’t hear the mad shit about to be dropped on main: tell me everything

- vice versa too, dick filled babs in on everything going on with the titans and all they can say is thank god those lines are bat secured with no villains being able to listen in, imagine deathstroke hearing through bat gossip that joey’s dating who?!?! 😳

- batkids have been and always will be the holder of superhero gossip. it’s a business, you see, but we’re getting off topic 😡

- lmfao anyways this is literally how dick finds out about jason

babs: anyways, jason—

dick: who the fuck is jason

babs: ....

dick: barbara?!?!

babs: ok promise you won’t freak out

- babs and dick’s first reaction upon meeting jason being “why is he so small i wasnt that small” “dick you were literally nine when you were robin—“ “he’s tiny” it’s like those two share the same braincell

- i’m making it so that dick gave jason his number earlier because i feel like it 😡😡😡 (not that it changes much other than the fact that i want more gossip dropped in dm’s)

- when dick gave jason his number, he went to babs like “give me jason’s number” “didn’t you literally just give him your’s?” “ya but i’m gonna make sure he texts me” “ya ok that’s fair”

- whenever jason didn’t want to be in the manor (fight with bruce, boredom, etc) he went to wherever the fuck babs lived and they would facetime dick and talk mad shit. it was a thing.

- despite them all being able to drive, babs was the only one during this time with an actual, legitimate, legal license (jason was too young to have a license and dick is too lazy/busy/whatever-excuse-he-wants-to-use to take the permit and driving test) so babs drove them around everywhere and it was a mess™ consisting of a bunch of backseat drivers

- “dick omg look at this video i found from the batcave” “omg he said robin gives him magic” “robin gives him magic” they both cry about it for years to come

- babs sometimes kidnapped jason after school after telling the head of wayne manor (alfred) and took him to get ice cream, then to the library while she worked. jason was the greatest kid in the library, he even had his own throne special chair just for him whenever he came provided by library staff who adored this absolute angel.

- jason 🤝 babs 🤝 dick -> i believe in annoying yet endearing nicknames supremacy

- nicknames include (some used by some more than others or just one, or by both equally because they’re annoying pick and choose my good people)

little wing (iconic, we all know this one fellas and who uses it)

red (used for babs, absolutely fantastic, but in the future it gets confusing because some people with their goddamn hero names 😡)

boy wonder (classic, babs calls them both that)

barbie (for babs, jason uses this one and he’s the only one able to get away with it)

dickie (jason just really gets away with everything huh)

dickhead (jason’s lucky he’s cute)

baba black sheep (jeez i’m on a roll with babs’ nicknames she’s so nickname-able and that’s very cool and sexy of her)

jay z

jay allen

jay jay jay (shut up, dickhead—)

big bird

and a bunch more i’m too tired to look for them in canon or make new ones up, but you get the idea

- dick can totally bake, and babs and jason keep bugging him when he’s baking and add more chocolate chips while pretending to not notice that he can see them 😡😡😡

- headcanon that jason had hero worship for babs and dick because they’re so cool in and out of costume and it never really went away when he got older listen his older brother and pseudo sister are so cool and that’s not his fault but he’ll never admit it

- barbie movie marathons because barbie is an iconic legend and they all recognize it. they have the fucking “she’s the queen of the WA-A-A-AVES” song memorized along with all other barbie movie songs, they sing it on patrol.

- dick and jason’s sibling dynamic was and is basically “ur a little shit and i hate you but i will literally kill for you”

- dick had tension with bruce while jason was just a little shit who would totally cause drama for the sake of it, and people never take advantage of this absolute power duo for destroying bruce

- dick sending cryptid texts to jason through a burner phone because he’s dramatic jason totally knew it was him about things that drive bruce mad, like leaving the shower turned to the coldest setting before bruce got there, leaving the lights in the batcave on, etc. jason, a wise little child, totally took advantage of this. bruce came to accept his fate

- the gc names, guys the group chat names

- jason crashing into titans tower whenever he wants and dick doesn’t bat (hAH) an eye, occasionally he very sweetly asks babs to come with him and she agrees but only sometimes because some people have jobs, jason—wait dick is being flirted with by who?!?! i’ll leave it up to your imagination ;) and they totally crashed titans missions too

- one time bruce was busy with the league while alfred was on vacation and bruce absolutely could not dip (i’m imagining bruce getting a call from the headmaster during an honest to god fight and bruce just picking up while punching the daylights out of some asshole) (“mr wayne, what is that noise in the background?” “sorry, headmaster, the cat is having a seizure”), so when jason got into a “fight” (read: some jackass picking on jason before he snapped and yelled at him and the bitchass kid tried to punch him and jason’s no quitter) bruce called dick who was an adult and legally family (yes dick is adopted sometime after jason was, stay mad) like “son... son please” and dick was like “oh no need to plead with me, this is too good” but of course this bitchass doesn’t have an actual lisence yet and he was hanging out with babs anyways so he and babs rolled up to gotham academy and the kids stared at them like “holy shit they’re so cool” ya dick and babs are those power couple, whether romantic or not, that turn heads, they’re just that powerful strolled into the office, bailed jason out while intimidating the headmaster because the altercation was the result of school staff negligence of actual bullying like those cliche tropes, said “ayyy you got that brat good” and get him chili dogs or whatever the fandom made robin jason’s favorite food. omg i just made an entire fanfic in rough draft form someone please steal it and write it in full form and send me the link

- jason is very very tiny, you see. babs and dick pick him up and move him for any reason, whether because they want to sit on that chair or to just throw him out of harm’s way and take the bullet for themselves.

- jason and dick both get adorable blushes on their faces it’s genetic yes that’s how genetics work shut up meanwhile babs’ ears turn red when she’s embarrassed and all three of them clown each other for it

- i yelled about this to my mutual (cough cough @littlespaceboii) who also added to this absolute dogshit headcanon and then in the discord full of mutuals, but the basement of wayne manor is haunted. dick found it when he was a little gremlin (i stand by that dick was the original demon child) (“you see damian, before there was you there was me” the real reason he was good with damian lmfao) and was like “omg this is so cool” @littlespaceboii came up with that it was just alfred fucking with bruce and so when jason first came and dick was comfy around him he was like “so have you been in the basement” and jason was like “im literally robin i’ve been in the batcave?!?!” and dick goes “no the basement, the haunted one” and jason’s like “hAUNTED?!?!” cuz jason has at least some self preservations and knows not to fuck with the spookies until he too became a spooky and bruce was like “there’s no ghost it’s not haunted” because he’s a skeptic and a party pooper and babs is like “no go on let him finish” even though she knows full well there are no ghosts or does she? and uhhhh basically they becomes ghostbusters 2.0 but cooler and funnier

- this trio is basically baby pan/bisexual jason and two resident expert pan/bisexuals solidarity but that’s literally canon. they go to pride every year that jason’s alive what who said that?

- they all tease each other for their crushes like all siblings/family friends do, i don’t need to say it but it’s important that’s emphasized for my well being

- yelled about this in the discord to the mutuals who added onto this absolute train wreck too, but jason used to play baseball during his robin days, and dick never showed up to those games with being busy as an excuse, but babs always showed up with bruce and alfred and took pictures for dick so dick could be like “mlb players are jobless now that little wing is on the scene” babs (and sometimes bruce) always shouted loudest for jason whether he was in the field or in the dugout and jason would get this extremely adorable blush on his face (jason finds out in the future why dick never showed up (cough cough ptsd from two face’s massive baseball bat which led to everything that came after including being fired and veangance academy and nearly killing two face and omg that’s a ride) and is like oh my god my childhood is even more ruined—)

- remember when i said dick got adopted after jason did in this new absolutely fabulous canon i just created? bruce did that because “ahhh fuck that’s my kid and i want him to know i love him through every means possible since i have the ability to do so” i believe in good dad bruce supremacy and made a whole thing where he invited dick to dinner for like a week to work up the courage and bonding to ask him and show him the adoption papers and then everyone cried :) bruce decided to finally adopt dick after jason referred to dick as his brother and bruce was like “...oh” and alfred was like 👀

- dick, as the first child hero and one of the first heroes period like at least a year or two before babs, holds the “back in my day” card over literally everyone in the hero community in general and pulls it out to annoy babs and jason even tho babs literally joined the scene only a year or two after dick

jason, shaking in his panties: it’s so fucking cold

dick, standing strong in his tits out outfit, who had to wear the panties on his own decision: oh, you’re cold? back in my day—

babs, throwing her boot at his face: god shut the fuck up—

and then dick doesn’t give back her boot and it becomes a whole thing with lots of tackling and play fighting and someone nearly gets thrown off they rooftop for funsies but anyways

also on a side note, babs would take off her cape and wrap it around jason whenever she noticed his discomfort with the weather, or use the weather as an excuse whenever she saw him uneasy for whatever reason and they never mention it to each other

- yelled about this in the discord to the mutuals at some point too holy shit i have friends, but those three are team rocket. they went out as team rocket for halloween one year after bullying bruce to let jason out only jason because he can’t tell dick and babs what to do and jason is under his care and when they do convince him, dick and babs bully jason into being meowth. manifesting jason in a meowth onesie ARTISTS PLEASE—

- dick finally took his license seriously and took his driver’s test after babs became paralyzed.

- those were a rough few months for those three. and then another rough few months for those two

- yikes, sorry to throw angst at you (sorry (unfeeling)) anyways, in the future alfred finds those old photos and shows the rest of the fam, so dick and babs bully jason, 6’2 jason that towers way above both of them, and once again bullies him into being meowth “for tradition, little wing!” “shut up, dickhead” the rest of the batkids lose their shit over this, naturally. bruce and alfred stand in the back teary eyed reminiscing the old days when things were a little more simple.

- discowing walked so terrifying handsome squidward red hood helmet could run (even tho the ugly helmet tripped and fell and missed the mark because discowing wasn’t ugly and will always remain superior, i feel i have committed a terrible crime comparing the two)

dick: jason what the fuck is that

jason: it’s fashion

dick: it’s terrifying

jason: i’m only following in my older brother’s footsteps 😔

dick: listen here, you little shit strangles him haha just kidding that illegal wait theyre vigilantes they don’t follow the law—

- these three and cass refer to the rest of the batkids as “the kids” (if she’s older than jason, sometimes she is and sometimes she isn’t and i’m really confused but whatever)

- babs and dick’s relationship with jason pre death literally shaped how jason treats his siblings post pit madness like he literally goes “what would red and big bird do?!??” when he needs to go into big brother mode over the “little ones” (“little” because tim and steph are adults and duke is nearly an adult himself oh my god he’ll graduate from high school soon and jason never got to do that himself he’s totally going to the ceremony legally dead or not) 🥺

- holy trinity continue hanging out with each other, whether lunch or games or whatever, and just enjoy each other’s company after long, rough years