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bloodibambiidoll · 2 years ago

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The Pull: Steddie x Succubus reader Part 4 (final part)

Summary: You move to Hawkins after spending the last decade in New York City hoping to have a peaceful and quiet next few years flying under the radar only feeding when necessary and making everyone you spend a night with forget you. But when you arrive, you feel a pull from two men like you’ve never felt before. As soon as you feel it you know flying under the radar here wasn’t going to cut it, you had to find them. Masterlist

Chapter Warnings: smut, dom/sub dynamics, choking, demon/human relationships, oral F&M! receiving, M/M/F threesome,the boys DP reader in this one, a lil bit of angst, some flufff. (Lmk if I missed any!)

A/N: This chapter is a bit longer than the others also I’m not OBSESSED with this ending tbh, I played around with a few ideas, possibly turning her human or turning them into incubi, ultimately I felt like I was over complicating it so I decided to just end it here. I did leave it open ended so if I feel inspired to go back and add more to their story I can! But I hope you guys enjoyed!! Feedback is greatly appreciated.🖤

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Eddie stretched and rolled over before opening his eyes, it was pitch black outside now and he hardly remembered falling asleep. He turned his head to the side and saw Steve, he looked so handsome… then it all came crashing down on him, you coming to the door, the red flash of your eyes, your magic fucking pussy and he wasn’t entirely sure it wasn’t some D&D lore fueled wet dream. But when he sat up and looked at Steve who was laying on his stomach he could see long nail marks down his back that he knew weren’t his.

He looked to the other side of the bed and it was empty, he hoped maybe you were in another room but he knew you weren’t. He grabbed his boyfriend's shoulder and shook him lightly “Steve… Steve.. she’s.. she’s gone” Steve groaned and peaked an eye at Eddie “Babe? What are you talking abou- oh.. yeah, for a second I thought that was a crazy dream” he sat up slowly, eyes adjusting to the dark room and looked over at the alarm clock on his nightstand, 6:00PM.

“Geez we slept for a long time.. she’s really gone?” He tried to hide his disappointment but it was apparent. “I hoped she would’ve at least said goodbye..”

Eddie sighed “yeah man, me too. She was.. wow, I’m still kind of trying to wrap my mind around the fact that it was real.” He got up from the bed and reached for his cigarettes on the nightstand, spying something on the ground “but you have scratches all over your back and THESE are on our bedroom floor, so..” he leaned down and picked them up and showed Steve, it was your black g-string.

“Also your neck is covered in hickies” Steve said now standing in front of his partner, running his fingers down his neck. “I’m going to go take a shower…” he sighed and kissed Eddie on the cheek before leaving the room.

•

When you got home you felt lost, you just sat on your couch in silence, staring at the wall for what felt like hours. You had only been here a little over a week so luckily there wasn’t much to pack since most of your things were still in boxes. You decided you would give yourself the evening to pack and collect yourself and leave in the morning. You should feel amazing and fulfilled but you don’t, you can’t even enjoy the high you normally feel from feeding. It’s like knowing you’ll never have it again makes you already hungry for more.

You finally stood from your couch with a sigh and started going through the motions of packing your clothes and the few belongings you had taken out of boxes. By the time you were done it was dark outside and you were the regular kind of hungry, while sexual energy fed the succubus side of you there was still a part of you that was human once so your physical body craves human food. You knew there was nothing in your kitchen to eat. You had planned to go grocery shopping tomorrow, which obviously wasn’t happening now. There was a Chinese restaurant around the corner, you decided you’d just walk over there for something and then come home and crash so you could get an early start.

•

“Can we go get food? Please?” Eddie looked at Steve with big sad eyes. “Yeah baby, we can get food.” He caressed his boyfriend’s cheek “you want Chinese?”

“You know the answer to that question is literally always yes.” He gave him a small smile “Steve? I’m sad. I know that we literally knew her for like three hours tops but I just.. I don’t know” he looked down at his hands and his shoulders sagged.

“No, I get it… Like we have always talked about maybe finding a girl to have as a fuck buddy or even maybe a girlfriend but she was.. I don’t think we will ever find one now, I honestly think pussy is fucking ruined for me now” he stood up and ran his fingers through his hair.

“Yeah man.. I think so too, maybe she put some kind of spell on us? And it’ll wear off?” Eddie knew that wasn’t true, you said you didn’t charm them and for whatever reason demon or not he believed that you were telling them the truth.

“Yeah.. maybe. Or the fact that she had a literal magic pussy” he snorted “Let’s go get some food. You want Golden Dynasty?”

“You mean the only Chinese food in town that doesn’t taste like shit? Yeah definitely.” He chuckled as he walked towards the door to put his shoes on while Steve went to call in the pick up order.

•

You tapped your long nails on the table you were sitting at while you waited for your food, cursing yourself for not calling it in, when you felt it. Or more so you felt them, and they were close and only coming closer. Did they find you somehow? No, there’s no way they could’ve.. was it just some sick twist of fate bringing them close to you again when you were trying to get away from them? You had no idea what you’d say if they saw you, if they’d even talk to you, or if they even cared that you left. Thinking that they didn’t care stung a bit, but it really was the best case scenario, at least you’d be the only one who was getting hurt by this.

You took a deep breath and tried to center yourself, just because they were close didn’t mean they were going to see you or even be in the same place as you. They couldn’t sense you like you could sense them so it would be fine. You needed to get a grip. You were on your third deep breath when you heard the bell on the door indicating that someone walked in. You felt your blood run cold, even though your back was to the door you knew it was them. Their scent was much stronger than it was a few minutes ago and you felt dizzy being this close to them again.

Maybe they wouldn’t see you, your back was to the door and they only knew you for a few hours which you hoped wasn’t enough time to memorize the back of your head. But you were wrong, the minute they walked in Eddie saw you, he did spend time memorizing the back of you when he was railing you from behind just earlier today.

“Steve…” he elbowed his boyfriend and tilted his head in your direction. It took him a moment but Steve’s eyes widened in realization. “Holy shit dude, this is like.. fate or something we have to talk to her”

Eddie bit the inside of his cheek, suddenly extremely nervous “Unless.. I mean.. she left without saying anything, what if she doesn’t want to talk to us?”

They really must have thought they were talking quieter than they were because you heard every word they were saying and it broke you even more. They were sad that you left, and hurt that you didn’t say goodbye. Fuck. Should you just rip off the bandaid and talk to them? Lie to them and tell them you’ll see them around then disappear? Tell them you decided Hawkins wasn’t for you and that you’re leaving? Neither of those options sounded good to you, from the beginning something about them made you want to spill your heart out to them and tell them all your truths. If you talked to them you’d tell them why you ran, why you were REALLY leaving.

So you did the only thing that felt logical in that moment and you got up and started walking to the door opposite of them without even grabbing your food first. You couldn’t face them and still leave, that’s why you left before they woke up. You’d stay, you’d watch them grow old and then you’d be all alone again in the blink of an eye.

Right as you were reaching for the door you felt a ringed hand on your wrist and when you turned you were met with the biggest sad brown puppy dog eyes you’ve ever seen and you felt your heart constrict in your chest “Please wait? We just.. want to talk to you and then we’ll leave you alone forever if that’s what you want, I promise.” He had marks all over his neck from earlier and you felt yourself salivate at the sight.

Before you could answer, the woman behind the counter called your order “Do you wanna grab your food? And we can all sit and eat and talk?”

“Uh- I think we should talk about this somewhere private, my apartment is down the street, you guys can come eat there?” You said it before you even realized what you were saying. He gave you a soft look that melted your insides “Are you sure?”

Were you sure? No. Were you going to do it anyways? Apparently.

After you had all grabbed your food you lead them toward your apartment. Besides you giving the few directions there were to your house the walk was mostly silent. Not necessarily the bad kind of silent but there was definitely a tension in the air. Once you guys reached your door you unlocked it and invited them in.

They both noticed a few things immediately, everything you had was in boxes which wouldn’t have been that abnormal considering how short of a time you’ve been here but there were bags by the door too which made it seem like you were packing and not unpacking. “I’m sorry I don’t have a table, you guys can’t sit on the couch and use the coffee table if you’d like.” You walked into the small living room and sat down on the velvet chair you had by the couch to create some distance between you and them.

They got settled and you all started taking out your food when you realized all your dishes were packed away “all my dishes are in boxes too, I’m sorry you guys have to eat out of the take out boxes” you said awkwardly trying to fill the silence. Neither of them had said anything since you came inside.

“Are you leaving town?” Eddie asked, breaking the silence after a few seconds.

“Oh.. uh.. y-yeah I’m going to leave in the morning..” you couldn’t look at them so you just stared at the rice in the box you were holding. Steve still hadn’t said anything to you at all and it was making you even more nervous.

“Didn’t you just move here a week ago? Why are you leaving already? I’m sorry if we freaked you out or something we will totally stay away from you, you don’t have to LEAVE town” Eddie gave you the most apologetic look and this is why you couldn’t do this, you couldn’t pretend that they freaked you out in the way he means, you can’t hurt their feelings.

“I mean.. I was freaked out, yes, but not in the way you mean..” you bit your lip anxiously as you looked into his eyes, you felt like crying. You’ve never opened up to anyone, no one ever seemed worth it, but you know you’re about to tell them everything.

Steve finally looked up from his food “In what way do you mean then honey?” Honey. He wasn’t angry, thankfully, he looked just as confused as Eddie did and it chipped away at your walls even more.

“Well… I-I’ve never been with the same person twice, ever. The one person I did love is the reason I am what I am so I’ve never let myself become attached to people in any way. I haven’t even had a true friend in a very very long time. But something about you two made me want to crawl back into your bed and fuck you all over again. But it’s not just that I thought about sticking around, about letting myself get to know you. I actually considered waking you up and going to breakfast with you, and that terrified me.”

It kind of all just came spilling out the minute you opened your mouth and when you were done you took a deep breath and looked up from your lap at them. They were both looking at you wide eyed, but you couldn’t tell if it was good or bad. Steve spoke first “Honey.. that sounds so lonely.. We want to know you too, we would be good to you, if you let us”

Eddie’s eyes were soft when he spoke “We really would baby, all that stuff you said about getting to know us and wanting to stick around we felt the same. When I woke up and knew you were gone my heart dropped, I even convinced myself you put a spell on us to rationalize why I wanted to be around you so bad”

“It’s not.. you guys don’t understand, yes I’m scared because of my past but it’s more complicated than that. I’m not like you.” You ran your fingers through your hair “I don’t age, if I stuck around I’d have to watch you guys grow old while I stayed the same.. If I let you get close to me I’ll have you for another 65 years tops and that’s not enough, not when I’ll be alone again forever after that.” Tears welled up in your eyes and you had to stop yourself from sobbing.

“I know you’re not supposed to ask a lady her age but, how old are you?” Eddie got up from the couch and crouched down in front of you, tilting his head so you were forced to look at him. You let out a small laugh “I don’t mind you asking, I’m one hundred and eleven.”

“Whoaa, we fucked a hot older lady babe” Steve stood up and shoved Eddie’s shoulder causing him to topple over “Dude! Not the time!!”

You started laughing, you couldn’t help it, they were just so cute. “I mean.. technically you did” you shrugged and gave Steve a little smile.

“Ugh! Don’t encourage him!” But he ended up laughing too, for the first time since you ran into them things seemed less tense. “So… you’re really leaving? There’s nothing we can say to change your mind?” Steve looked down at you with puppy dog eyes that were just as heart melting as Eddie’s and you felt another crack in your wall.

You bit your lip and looked between them for a moment “I just.. I don’t know, I’m really afraid of this” Eddie scooted closer to you and grabbed your hand “I know… we don’t really know you but from what I can tell you’ve spent your whole life running, alone. You don’t have to be alone you know? You can let people in” he squeezed your hand reassuringly. Steve put his hand on your thigh and you know it was meant to be comforting but his fingers were grazing the inside of your thigh dangerously close to the hem of your skirt and you immediately felt your insides get hotter your eyes flashed red and you involuntarily squeezed your thighs together, trapping Steve’s hand.

You looked up at him with wide eyes “I’m sorry, shit. I can’t help it, you guys make me so horny and you’re both touching me and being all sweet and Eddie’s neck is covered in hickies I gave him earlier, it’s making me feel like I can’t even think straight.” His grip on your thigh tightened and he groaned “fuuuuck, we are trying to talk to you pretty girl”

“Dude fuck that, we can talk later” Eddie said before he pulled you forward out of the chair to straddle his lap. “Come here baby, let us make you feel better, yeah?”

All you could do is nod dumbly, you felt Steve’s hand grab your jaw so he could turn your head to look at him “use your words” his tone and the feeling of his hand on your jaw made you whimper.

“Please please make me feel good, I need it, I need both your cocks, I need your cum I need you to make me yours.” That was definitely way more than you meant to say but you were past the point of caring. You turned your head slightly so you could suck Steve’s thumb into your mouth and swirl your tongue around it causing him to groan.

“Fuuuuck you are so fucking sexy, like I told you before baby, we will give you whatever you want, all you have to do is ask” Eddie said in between kisses down your neck, you looped your arms around his neck “take me to my bed please”

Eddie tossed you down on your bed and him and Steve just stood above you taking you in, your hair was slightly messy, the straps of your tank top falling off your shoulders making it obvious you weren’t wearing a bra, and your short skirt was sitting just above your ass showing off a sliver of your red lace panties. “Jesus fucking Christ you are so god damn sexy” Eddie bit his lip and palmed himself through his jeans.

You chuckled at his choice of words but were abruptly cut off by Steve grabbing your ankles and pulling you to the edge of the bed before he kneeled on the ground in front of you, looking up at you from between your legs. He groaned at the wet spot in your panties before shoving his face in your clothed cunt and licking directly where your juices had seeped into the lace. “Holy fuuuuck Steve oh my god” your fingers automatically grab onto his hair and your legs go to close around his head but he holds them open with his strong hands.

“God damn baby, you taste so fucking good..” he rips your panties down your legs and wraps his lips around your clit, sucking hard. “Holy fuck Steve, oh my god”

Eddie takes off his shirt and jeans, leaving him in just his boxers before climbing next to you to pull your shirt over your head, he smirked to himself because he was right, no bra. He scoots so your head is in his lap, looking down at you “is Steve making you feel good princess?”

“Yeah fuck, he’s making me feel so good. I need m-more though, your fingers Stevie, use your fingers” he doesn’t respond verbally just circles his middle and pointer fingers around your entrance before pushing them inside you and curling them into your spongy wall with ease while he continues to suck on your clit. “Fuck, yeah that’s it, I’m gonna fucking cum”

Eddie grabs both your nipples and punches them, hard “you gonna cum for us? Gonna cum all over Steve’s tongue?” You don’t have time to respond before your orgasm hits you like a freight train and you let out a loud moan while rubbing your pussy against Steve’s mouth. He keeps sucking your clit until you stop twitching underneath him.

“I can’t believe how fucking sweet you taste baby girl” Steve’s voice is dripping with lust when he says it before leaning over you to give Eddie taste of you on his tongue, and holy fucking shit was this an amazing view. Steve was leaning over you kissing Eddie with his hands on either side of your head, his shirt was riding up revealing the bottom of his waist, a line of hair going down into his jeans that was directly in your face, his rock hard cock brushing your tit slightly.

You couldn’t help it, you leaned forward and licked a stripe across his pants line and let out a moan at the taste of his skin. Your tits pushed further into his cock when you leaned up causing him to groan and stand up to look down at you.

“I want both of you, together. Please. I want you to fill me” you sat up and pushed your skirt down your hips before grabbing Steve by the shoulders and pushing him down to sit on the edge of the bed next to Eddie. “But first, I’m going to swallow both of these big beautiful cocks.” You ripped Steve’s pants and boxers down his legs, his cock springing free all red tipped and dripping precum. You couldn’t resist, you grabbed him at the base and leaned forward and took him all the way down your throat. Without looking you used your other hand to shove Eddie’s boxers down and grab his cock. Circling the head with your thumb a few times, spreading the prescum before starting to jerk him off. They both let out the most beautiful breathy moans and groans and you felt like you could cum just like this.

“Holy shit baby, let Eddie feel your mouth. Does your throat do that thing your pussy does? Because it fucking feels like it” you pull off his cock with a pop before smirking at him “Yeah, my throat does the thing” and before he responds you turn towards Eddie’s cock and take it down your throat like you did Steve’s.

“Oh my goddd fuuuckkinnng shit what the fuck” Eddie has to lean back on his hands and throw his head back because he knows if he looks at you right now he’s going to cum on the spot. You shove him all the way down your throat, your nose touching the soft curly hair at the base of his cock and flex your throat a few times. “FUCK!” He pulls you off by your hair abruptly “you gotta stop or I’m going to cum holy shit” he pulls you up to your feet before pulling you into his lap to straddle him “what was that about taking us both?” He asked while moving your hair off your shoulder and biting into your neck before leaving soothing kisses over the teeth marks.

“Yeah I want it so bad, I wanna feel your cocks rub up against each other while you stuff my pussy” you almost sounded shy when you said it, which was very out of character for you but that just seems to be a recurring theme with these two.

Steve leans over and kisses your check “have you ever.. done that before?” You HAVE to snort at that “Steve… honey, I’ve done things you can’t even imagine with my kind and your kind and different combinations of the two. But I’ve never been nervous before… I didn’t care if those people liked me or not, I care if you guys do.”

“Wait? YOUR kind? You’ve fucked other hot demon chicks like you?” Eddie said with wide eyes

“I mean.. yeah, and guys too, it’s like a whole other kind of high being with someone like me. But can we talk about this later? I’m so fucking horny right now I’m going to explode if you aren’t inside me soon”

Eddie grabbed your waist and hauled you backwards toward the headboard, leaning against it. You slid back and forth a few times, running his thick cock through your dripping slit. “Don’t be nervous baby, we already like you..” he leaned in and gave you a sweet passionate kiss that you weren’t expecting “shit. you are so fucking wet I can’t wait to be inside of you.” You pushed him down on his back before taking his cock in your hand and sliding down on it “Jesus Christ princess you are so fucking unreal, this fucking pussy, these fucking tits, this sexy fucking stomach tattoo” he smacked a hand down on your ass before grabbing both cheeks and moving you up and down on his cock faster “this beautiful. Fucking. Ass” your eyes roll in the back of your head “oh goddd Eddie, you feel so fucking good.”

You turned around to see Steve, now completely naked stroking himself to the imagine of you riding his boyfriend. Still looking back at him you lean forward and grab one of your ass cheeks opening yourself up so he can see Eddie going in and out of you “come on Steve, I want you too” it came out breathy and broken because Eddie was fucking into you hard and fast like a man possessed. Steve practically drooled at the sight of it, your pussy looked so creamy around Eddie’s cock and he couldn’t wait to feel how wet you were, feel his cock rubbing up against Eddie’s inside you.

He came up behind you and pushed you down further by the small of your back, swatting your hand away to replace it with his. He grabbed his cock in his hand and rubbed it against your outer wall, coating his head in your juices. Eddie paused his thrusts so Steve could push himself in alongside him and holy fuck once he pushed the last few inches in you came immediately. Your walls pulsated around both of them causing them both to jerk forward and let out loud moans. “Holy shit. Did you just cum?” Eddie groaned “that’s so fucking hot, you’ve gotta stop squeezing like that though baby. Between that and the feeling of Steve’s cock next to mine I’m going to cum before I even get to move” Steve ignored Eddie, he didn’t care if he came right now he needed to fuck the shit out of you immediately. He started fucking into you at a brutal pace, you didn’t need time to adjust, your pussy stretching perfectly and snuggly around both of their hard cocks.

“Fuck yeah. You guys feel so fucking good, pretty fucking girl with her pretty fucking pussy letting us use her like this” Steve grabbed you by your throat and pulled your back against his chest, the new angle making it so when one of them wasn’t hitting your g-spot the other was. There was nothing in your head other than the way they felt inside you, the way Steve’s hand felt squeezing your throat, the bruising hold of Eddie’s ringed hands on your hips.

You felt drool start to drip down your chin and onto Eddie’s chest “Awww look at her Stevie, she’s all drooly and glassy eyed, our pretty little slut. All stuffed full and fucked out on our cocks. You just wanna be filled huh?”

You just let out a loud moan and started to nod, Eddie’s hand came down on your tit with a hard slap and he grabbed your jaw “what did we say about words? Good girls use their words” oh god you wanted to be a good girl for them so badly. “Yes, yes, I wanna be filled. I wanna be stuffed full. I want every part of me to be full of you.” You stick your tongue out and Eddie takes the hint, shoving two fingers in your mouth, you immediately start to suck and swirl your tongue around him. Steve lets go of your throat and pushes you down onto Eddie’s chest.

“You just wanna be filled all the way up huh honey? Every single part of you?” All you can do is whimper around Eddie’s fingers and hope that’s enough. Steve spreads your cheeks and lets spit fall from his mouth onto your asshole, it drips down onto your pussy, coating all of you. He takes his thumb and rubs it around your hole and slips it in before he starts slamming into you again. You’re drooling and whimpering at the feeling of being utterly filled with them. You can feel your orgasm getting closer and closer, subconsciously rocking your hips back into them.

“Oh fuck, I think she’s going to cum I can feel her getting tighter. You gonna be our good little slut and cum for us?” Steve brought the hand that wasn’t rubbing your ass around to your clit and started rubbing fast circles on it and that was it, you came harder than you ever have in your entire life. Eddie took his fingers out of your mouth so they could hear all the beautiful sounds you were making and that’s what did it for him. He came hard, painting your walls while he fucked into you hard and fast and that’s what sent Steve over the edge, his cum joining Eddie’s inside you making you buzz with energy and causing another sudden orgasm to crash over you. Your pulsating pussy squeezing their sensitive cocks.

When your body relaxed Steve slowly pulled out of you and plopped down on the bed on his back. You let yourself collapse into Eddie and none of you said anything for a few minutes, just the sounds of you all trying to catch your breath filled the room. After you rolled off of him onto your side Eddie was the first to speak, naturally “Soooo… our seductive elegance, what’s the verdict? You gonna stay with us?” Bold. Straight to the point. With a joke added on to make it seem less eager. You could respect that. You didn’t really think before you spoke “Yeah, I think I might” Steve sat up and looked down at you “MIGHT!? MIGHT!? Not good enough!!” He started tickling you “oh my GOD Steve do NOT tickle me what the fuck!!”

“I won’t stop until you say you ARE staying not MIGHT”

“OKAY! OKAY! I’LL STAY!! I’M GONNA STAY!!”

Steve stopped tickling you and cradled your face, looking deep into your eyes that had returned to your natural color and gave you a deep kiss “You are so beautiful, I wanna know everything there is to know about you”

“I wanna know everything about you too Stevie..” you let out a dreamy sigh and leaned into his touch.

“Oh my GOD you guys are being so cute it’s disgusting” Eddie scoffed jokingly

“Awww you feel left out cutie? If you wanted attention too all you had to do was say so. ” You turn to Eddie and give him a passionate kiss as well, resting your chin on his chest so you could look up at him “I am still curious about your tattoo though”

“Oh! Yeah I did say I would tell you about it didn’t I?” You flipped over on your back so they could see it more clearly “it’s not a tattoo actually, it’s my succubus mark, we all have them and they’re all unique to the individual. Most are variations of bat wings and hearts like mine, but there’s a few rarities.”

Steve ran his hand over it “God you are so sexy”

He leaned down and placed a small kiss over it, causing your stomach to fill with butterflies.

Eddie joined him in leaving little kisses on your waist, up your chest, your neck, kissing all over your cheeks before each of them placed a kiss on your lips and then each others.

You giggled “You guys are something else… I wanna keep you.” You whispered the last part like it was a secret just between the three of you. They both smiled at that, wrapping their arms around you cocooning you between them. You’d never felt so warm and safe, so whole. You know doubt will seep in, you know you’ll fixate on their mortality, you know it’s going to be hard not to just turn and run from them. Maybe one day you’ll tell them you could make them like you and that you guys could feed off each other for eternity if that’s what they wanted… or maybe you’d just enjoy your two beautiful human boys for the course of their mortal lifetime. But you know one thing is for sure, whatever happens, feeling like this will make it worth every second.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fic recs #eddie munson smut #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington smut #steddie x reader #steddie x succubus!reader

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little-red-fool · 9 months ago

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No problem, thank you so much Red! I really dont mind longer posts, but does take a bit longer for me to write up my reply in turn.

I was also the same until quite recently! I didnt know it wasnt an alias for a long time! Iirc it might be confirmed in dlc content, and I haven't yet read all of the journals that were added then.

I felt a little weird about that post, as I don't like harshly criticizing what others do in their fics (the only way I might step in is if a fic is written by an openly cis/straight person writing a trans character in an obviously transphobic way and was open to criticism too. I know I'm unfortunately not going to get through to bigots/dont want to waste my time tbh)

I'm not super strongly opionated on it either. I generally hc higgs as trans masc, but Im open to trans fem and other headcanon/interpretations too ( less so of cis higgs, its just not as interesting to me)

With that in mind, higgs would likely not have been named something as masculine as "peter" and in that case would have a different name thats likely his deadname. If we're talking transfem higgs, then "peter" could be considered a deadname for sure.

Higgs and peter both being names/aliases that he readily uses feels more in line with kojimas previous games like mgs, where he does this a bit. A character will have several names that they will go by, depending on the circumstances and time period, but to close loved ones they share a true name with, usually a first name. I usually use Higgs more frequently too, partly to not spoil newcommers to fandom on the suprise twist, if they havent played the game yet. Both feel like equally his name to me. The only uncertainty i have is that he may not in fact use "englert", because it has far more baggage depending on who from his family he got it from.

The majority of fic writers ive seen that use peter englert for higgs are either doing an au where the events that make him higgs haven't/didn't happen yet, or its a post DS au where he is rehabilitated, and using it so the UCA/regular people don't recognize that its him, so that. He can live in relative anonymity then after his crimes, and without the burden of them affecting new connections he might make.

(Personally I havent finished the book yet, but it does makes some strange divergences from the game? Like cutting out entire cutscenes that happen and making higgs really irationally angry all the time? Its very off for a novelization of a modern videogame where major parts of the story are far more acessible than like 60+ year old novels of tv and movies. I'm taking anything it with a heavy grain of salt, and just letting it add to the story if there's something that interests me and doesnt entirely contradict the game)

It’s alright! Honestly I’m in a similar boat to you, generally I prefer to HC Higgs as trans too because it feels quite fitting to me, although I’ll also swing between that and him being cis so yeah the deadnaming thing again depends on how the writer views him, but I wasn’t aware that Kojima sometimes gives characters several names in that manner as well, so thank you for that! It definitely solidifies my interpretation of the usage of his names a bit more, but the redemption fics/AUs that call him Peter make a lot of sense and I quite like those interpretations too.

#asks #death stranding #higgs monaghan #lgbtq #trans #transmasc #transfem

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archive-of-the-guild · 2 years ago

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Bonus points if you include a topic. ( IE. shipping, roleplaying, ect. )

Now this one will probably ruffle some feathers but I was thinking about this earlier and my thoughts are scattered at the moment so bear with me as i try to get this down.

I have seen a LOT of people complain that Helluva Boss's Millie isn't as developed as a character as Blitz⌀ or Moxxie and.... I just... don't see it that way?

She doesn't have the trauma Moxxie has or the various ended friendships that Blitz⌀ has. From what i can gather, Millie has a stable and loving (If violent) family, a possibly sibling rivalry with Sallie May, kicks ass on the regular, and loves her husband. The only thing we don't really know with Millie is how she got with Chaz or how things ended between them. In fact, if they HAD told us, chances are it would have felt forced and unneeded. This doesn't make her underdeveloped, it just makes it so you can add on without shoving things down your throat.

Blitz⌀'s and Moxxie's characters are dependent on past trauma that needs to be explained in flashbacks or conversation.

Blitz⌀ seems to be trying to speedrun his development with all the shit going on between him and Stolas tbh and developing too fast for only 11 episodes.

I would say Moxxie is going at a decent pace but he's got a fatal flaw still going from episode one! MOXXIE CONTINUOUSLY UNDERESTIMATES HIS OPPONENTS!!! The family from episode one? Underestimated, fucked up the mission, got captured. Striker from episode 5? Let himself be overpowered instead of calling for help or going out the window, talking to his enemy like a DUMBASS while Striker approached, got captured. D.H.O.R.K.S in episode 6? Tried taking on two people at once while surrounded instead of taking cover with Blitz⌀ resulting in capture. Season 2 Episode 3, the latest one? Sat there telling off his father, WATCHED HIM GIVE HIS HENCHMAN A SIGNAL AND GOT HIS ASS TASED AND FUCKING CAPTURED!!!! THIS MAN HE'S KNOWN HIS WHOLE DAMN LIFE AND KNOW'S WHAT HE'S CAPABLE OF!!!!

And people think MILLIE is undeveloped?! She's probably going at the most decent pace out of all of them considering there's only been ELEVEN EPISODES!!!

In fact, now that Crimson was dealt with, there's a very good chance it could lead to some development for her! Please take this next bit as wishful thinking on my part. I don't follow anything on twitter and i don't know what Vivzie has planned or what's going on. Purely personal thoughts.

Crimson is PISSED at Moxxie and Millie. Moxxie for his defiance, and Millie for practically humiliating him at the wedding. The mob doesn't always take a direct route, they sometimes go after friends and family. With Millie not having much in the way of backstory (again, NOT a bad thing) this leaves her open for some ACTUAL development possibly dealing with a situation like that, especially if it puts strain on her marriage.

TL;DR: Millie is not underdeveloped. Blitz⌀ is overdeveloped and Moxxie is probably considered half developed because as much shit as i gave him, he is getting better in other areas.

It's only been 11 episodes. That isn't much for decent development room.

#OOC!#Memes!#diffxrentwxrlds

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tinycurlyfry · 2 years ago

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Some screaming and my attempt to put thoughts into words

One Piece Episode 1037 spoilers

KINE’MONNNNN!!!!!!!! ;;;;;;; AFTER ALL HE’S BEEN THROUGH HE DIDN’T DESERVE THIS

BUT OKAY SO, Oda has definitely done a few permanent deaths at this point, or at least ones I’m assuming are safe to call permanent deaths, but MY GOD?!!? Kine’mon getting stabbed through by Kaido HURT. In my honest opinion it hurt much more than Pedro’s death, but that’s probably just my own bias in characters talking. Definitely more devastating than Ashura’s death which I have... my own problems with. That one felt a little too forced and I think got rid of the weight of Kiku and Kanjuro’s fight. idk it just felt out of place. And too similar to Pedro’s death. Assuming Ashura is dead, which that one very well may be a fake out death. I just have a problem with Oda undoing the really good story beats in the plot for the sake of trying to add more drama, but imo it ends up taking away how meaningful it is.

THAT SAID. THAT WASN’T THE CASE WITH KINE’MON’S LAST STAND AGAINST KAIDO HERE. The desperation in this man to stand between Kaido and Momo. The fact that not only could he barely stand and his attempted last attack was more or less just him falling into Kaido, but that the sword was BROKEN too. Them rubbing salt in the wound and actually having well placed flashbacks for once and reminding us how to Kinemon and Momo they practically had become father and son after Oden’s death.

Kine’mon dying here WRECKS ME, and having him being one of the (so far) few characters to actually die this arc hurts me personally because I’d grown to really love Kine’mon ;;;; He was dumb and ridiculous, but he was so full of love and loyalty, he just wanted to lead his people and his country to freedom so that they could be happy and that Wano could be beautiful again. BUT! I am going to be mad if this is one of the many of Oda’s fake out deaths. This one hurt to watch, but that’s a good thing! Kinemon dying after getting up over and over and over again, after standing up so many times despite coughing up blood and being a crumpled mess on the ground. It’s TRAGIC. I love Kinemon to bits, but this felt like a scene that has to stick. I mean, he had a sword driven THROUGH HIM while he’s already in an awful state, the sword was just left WEDGING HIM INTO THE GROUND, and Momo was dragged away screaming and crying for him. It felt like the end for him. I don’t want Oda to go ‘LOOK! HE LIVES’

I do think the inconsistency with what is lethal in One Piece is one of the few things that’s bothered me going through the series. I just think that if strong ass people don’t live from a regular string of explosives, but Pell can survive the explosion that would’ve been big enough to wipe the entire center of a town, an old man can survive being struck by lightning, and not one of the other samurai died from the barrage of attacks Kaido wailed upon them previously, I want Kine’mon to stay dead after that final piercing blow practically staples him to the ground or for the moment not to happen at all tbh. I’m tired of fake out deaths.

That said. I’m really going to miss him if that is it for his character ;;;;

I was so indifferent and ‘eh’ about him when he was introduced in Punk Hazard. I could give or take him in Dressrosa (though to be fair, I was so focused on other characters that arc gjskldfgj), but he really REALLY grew on me in Wano. And it makes sense! Because Wano is important to him and he had an important role to take up in Wano!

#One Piece #Op spoilers #Wano #Kinemon #FryTalks

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a-spacecadet · 3 years ago

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So I read the junior novelization of BiA and just some thoughts I had…

First of all very interesting to see all the deleted scenes in this book, I know that a lot of BiA media is wildly inconsistent because of late script rewrites (I believe this was the reason but correct me if I’m wrong, I do know however that Joe Dante struggled with retaining his original creative vision).

I really love this one scene that I had never seen or heard before when DJ reminds Daffy that despite his wishes to be a James Bond-like action hero, Daffy’s just a duck while he’s a real man with “opposable thumbs” (weird flex DJ but okay). This prompts Daffy to respond “yeah but can you do this?” hitting himself with a mallet that splits him into tiny daffys who woo-hoo manically and then reform into regular Daffy. Idk just thought that would be visually funny to see animated.

I also LOVE this one silly scene when Daffy sees one of those ridiculous hip-hop t-shirts with him on it and wants to buy it. I feel like that is funnier then the fun but cringey rap scene in space jam 2, and feels more self-aware.

Then there’s these additions the book adds like…“the handsome security guard” like geez I know everyone loves Brendan Fraser but that felt weird to read lol but maybe that’s just me

Also I laughed reading the first lines of the book

Like someone really loved alliteration omg…but even still it sounds so angsty for freaking looney tunes lmao

I was kinda sad it skimmed over little parts I liked in the movie (i.e. subtle baffy moments). I do like that one deleted scene when Bugs and Daffy are making fun of DJ and Kate about being in love, and they are mocking them together. Idk if actual baffy moment but still cute.

Ugh I forgot how much I hate Kate…she’s painfully unfunny in the movie and even more so here. She quite literally vocalizes her thoughts in the most banal way and has zero subtlety. -10/10 character tbh Idk if that’s purposeful since she is supposed to represent the out-of-touch wb exec and is only concerned with 🤑🤑 but…still.

Oh another scene I forgot is when Kate mentions disparagingly that Daffy’s fan base consists of “fat guys in basements” I literally thought of Ferris Wheelhouse—I’m so sorry 😅. I also appreciate the little anecdote that Daffy is still thankful for his small fanbase when he makes sure that Kate counted “Henry too” (I think that was the guys name) I somehow found that actually kind of sweet.

I also thought this line was SUPER interesting and perhaps a tad bit insightful

First of all “trying to sound sincere” for his sake? For Daffy’s sake? Maybe Bugs is so known for his sarcasm that his sincerity is still taken as being ingenuine. If so that’s REALLY interesting to me. Also the fact he practiced that speech? 👀👀 Does this means Bugs typically rehearses everything he says? Kind of like what people with social anxiety do? Has he built up such a image for himself that he feels he has to keep up with that image? OR is this just because admitting he needs Daffy is a hard thing for him to say? Does his pride disallow him from encouraging Daffy so he needs to literally practice saying “I need you” when push comes to shove? Aaah anyway this was really cool to see. Also Daffy not buying it for a minute is also telling. 👀👀

Continuing on that thought, wouldn’t it be really sad if Bugs and Daffy couldn’t grow in their relationship with each other because of this very reason? Bugs could deep down really care about Daffy (which tbh in canon I really think he does) but Daffy will never realize this because of the walls he’s built to protect himself from being mocked or tricked by Bugs. LIKE AAAAHHH

tl;dr Interesting and cool read but it was just okay overall

#sorry for my deranged rant #that was longer than I thought it would be #bia #back in action #looney tunes #looney tunes back in action #bugs bunny #daffy duck #baffy

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yellowsuitcase · 4 years ago

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In the Prefect’s Bathroom // Draco Malfoy

Request @bii-aan-ckaa : Hi there! I hope you are well. I just have a request for Draco Malfoy x Y/N. You’re dating Harry Potter but you hate Draco and one day in class you’re paired with Draco and he starts tracing his fingers up your thigh and whispering naughty things in your ear like how he would fuck you so hard and rough like you want it and how he’s seen how you look at him in class and how you turn him on and y/n gets flustered and goes to the prefects bathroom and Draco comes after and she just kisses him hard and they have rough hate sex and he makes her say how he’s better than her boyfriend and how he’s going to fuck her whenever he wants to

A/N: Tbh I procrastinated this request for a long time, but once I sat down to write it, everything came easily and I’m very pleased with how it turned out. Hope you enjoy! P.S Sorry about Harry :(

Summary: Y/N and her boyfriend, Harry, hate Draco. But what happens when Y/N gets paired up with him for a potions assignment?

Warning(s): SMUT!!! Unprotected sex, fingering, hickies, dirty talk, hate fucking, possessiveness, cheating

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“Harry, wait up!” Y/N called after her boyfriend. He was running a few paces ahead of her. The two of them were about to be late for Potions. Harry turned his head briefly and smiled brightly at Y/N. She rolled her eyes and sped up so that she was nearly beside Harry now. They sprinted down the dungeon steps and burst through the archway into Snape’s classroom just as the bell rang. Everyone’s eyes shifted to the pair, who were huffing and puffing.

“Today’s lesson will be on Felix Felicis. You will each be paired up with a fellow student. No, you may not pick your partner. I will do that for you,” Snape said coldly. His eyes shifted to Harry and Y/N. “Mr. Potter, you’ll be working with Mr. Goyle. You, Ms. Y/L/N, will be with Mr. Malfoy. Perhaps with him, you’ll be able to actually brew an accurate potion.”

Y/N glared at the blonde-haired boy by the name of Draco. It was well known throughout Hogwarts that Harry and Draco didn’t get on, but their hateful relationship was nothing compared to his with Y/N. The two of them were prefects, Y/N being a Gryffindor and Draco being a Slytherin. This meant they saw each other at prefect meetings and at other school functions. Y/N despised him for multiple reasons. He was an absolute prick to her boyfriend, which obviously didn’t sit well with her. Not to mention Draco would tease Y/N about everything, no matter if it were her shoes or her nose. If Draco noticed anything out of sorts, he would poke and prod at it. And on top of Draco’s constant rude remarks and banter, Y/N couldn’t deny the fact that to put it bluntly, he was hot. She felt utterly horrible for thinking this about him, but Draco was, in Y/N’s mind, the most attractive boy she’d ever laid eyes on...aside from Harry, of course.

Reluctantly, she walked over to the empty stool beside Draco and took a seat. The boy smirked at her and held eye contact for just a couple seconds too long before turning his attention to Snape, who was going over instructions. Y/N’s heart was pounding in her chest, and not from the running. The class had hardly started, and she was already distracted. She blinked rapidly, trying to snap out of her thoughts. Her eyes landed on the spread in front of her. Y/N knew Felix Felicis to be a difficult potion to brew because of its intricacy, and if she remembered correctly, it took many months to complete. However, it looked as though they were going to start from the beginning today. Y/N nervously picked at the skin around her nails as she scanned the ingredients. She recognized most of them: Occamy Eggshells, Murtlap Tentacles, Common Rue, and Thyme. But there were a couple other items she was unfamiliar with.

“I will only help you with the first few steps, then you will have to go by your textbooks. We’ll start with the Ashwinder egg. Add it to your cauldrons,” Snape instructed. Y/N’s hand hovered over the various items. She was about to grab what looked like an egg, but a hand on her wrist stopped her. “It’s not that one,” a haughty voice said. Y/N turned to glare at Draco, who kept his hand on her while using his other to grab an orange-reddish colored egg. He tossed it into the air, caught it, and slid it into their shared cauldron. Y/N wrenched her wrist from his grip. Draco chuckled at this. “Not my fault you didn’t know what an egg looked like,” he retorted. Y/N huffed angrily. “Eggs can come in many different shapes and sizes. Forgive me for being cautious.” Draco raised an eyebrow as he turned up the heat of the fire beneath the pewter cauldron. He appeared unimpressed.

“Now for the Squill Bulb. Stir vigorously after adding it in,” Snape muttered as he slowly circled the classroom. Y/N groaned quietly. She wasn’t familiar with this ingredient, either. While she frantically scanned the table, she felt a hot breath on her neck. “You look pretty when you’re scared,” Draco whispered into her ear. A shudder ran down her spine, and she shifted in her seat while she pressed her thighs together. Her eyes flickered to Draco. He was gazing at her intently, his eyes running up and down her body. “Shut up, Malfoy. I'm not scared, I'm just unsure,” Y/N snapped, but she knew her words weren’t convincing. Draco leaned over her and snatched the brown bulb at the far end of the table. He lingered there for a moment, his body close to Y/N’s. Then he sat back, plopped the item into the cauldron, and began to stir swiftly. His eyes didn’t meet Y/N’s, but she couldn’t take hers off of his. Fortunately, she was snapped out of her trance by Snape slamming a textbook onto the table. Y/N bit her lip, preventing a curse word from flying, as she turned around to see her professor behind her. He sneered down at her and aggressively turned the book's pages until landing on the relevant section.

“Follow instructions, Y/L/N. Just because you’re paired with Malfoy doesn’t mean you can slack off,” he scolded. Once again, all eyes turned to Y/N, whose face was burning crimson. She blocked out the shame surging in her stomach and pulled the textbook close to her so she could identify the next step in the potion. It called for Murtlap Tentacles. But first, they must be cleaned and chopped up. Y/N grasped the worm-like strands and laid them on her cutting board.

She had just begun to chop them up when she felt a hand on her thigh. It was evident that the hand belonged to Draco. She glanced to the side, her eyes meeting his. He raised an eyebrow to ask silent permission. Y/N knew better, but she was curious and gave him a short nod. His fingers then traced lines up and down her leg, making her squirm. At that very moment, Harry decided to look over at his girlfriend. He gave her a soft, sympathetic smile to which she hurriedly returned as she tried to ignore what was happening underneath the table. But what Draco did next was not something she could put out of mind. His hand slid underneath her skirt, and she felt his finger brush over her clothed and slightly excited pussy. Y/N stifled a gasp and whipped her head towards Draco, shooting a nasty glare. He smirked at her and whispered, “Are you aroused, Y/N? Your panties are wet. Is it for me?”

Y/N felt her heart skip a beat. How was it that even his voice was sexy? She luckily got ahold of herself and promptly slapped his hand away. “Don’t fucking touch me,” she seethed. But Draco was unfazed. He added more ingredients to the potion-in-progress and stirred it absentmindedly. “You know, Y/N, I notice your stares. I see how you look at me. You don’t look at Harry like that, do you? Does he make you happy?” he questioned. Y/N straightened her spine, trying to appear unaffected by his inquiries. “He does make me happy, for your information,” she replied coldly. Draco’s focus remained on the potion as he asked another question, one that made Y/N falter. “But does he make you happy in bed, Y/N?” Suddenly, she couldn’t breathe. How dare he ask such a thing. Y/N opened her mouth to reply but found that no words came to her aid. Harry was the best boyfriend she could ask for. But truthfully, he wasn’t the most skilled in the bedroom. He gave it his all, but it wasn’t quite enough for Y/N. However, it wasn’t a big deal; Y/N didn’t really mind having to finish the job with her hand after the deed. Sure, it wasn’t the most ideal situation, but it definitely wasn’t something to break up over, not in her mind.

“No answer, huh? Seems my suspicions were right. He’s not satisfying you,” Draco whispered. Y/N shifted her eyes to her textbook, trying to reassert her concentration onto her schoolwork. But then Draco’s hand returned to her thigh, and he leaned in closer. “I could do better. God, I’d fuck you so hard and so much better than he ever could. I’d fuck you until you’d have to beg me to stop,” he muttered while slipping his index finger past her underwear and starting to stroke her. Y/N tried to close her thighs, but Draco’s thumb and pinky held them open as his finger found her clit and swirled around it lightly. “You turn me on, Y/N. And I know you want this. You can’t fool me.”

Y/N’s chest was heaving, she could feel her underwear growing wetter and her desire for the Slytherin increasing. It was getting to be too much; she didn’t think she could handle any more. Her hand pushed his away, and she stood up abruptly, sending her stool backward. The screeching of its feet on the floor got the attention of the class. “May I use the bathroom, Professor?” she asked. Snape leered at her but waved her off. Without hesitation, Y/N ran out of the classroom and sprinted for the Prefect’s bathroom. It was much farther than the regular toilets, but Y/N wanted extra security. She climbed many flights of stairs before arriving outside the door. Y/N spoke the password and rushed inside, not stopping to admire the chandelier or the freshly cleaned marble floors. She made a beeline for the enormous bath, kicking off her shoes and robe as she went. When she got to the bath, she sat down beside it and slid off her socks along with her skirt and underwear. Slowly, Y/N slipped her foot into the water. It was the perfect temperature. Eagerly, she yanked off her grey sweater and button-down shirt, leaving her in just her lacey bralette; it was red to match her house colors.

Y/N scooted towards the edge of the bath and carefully slid herself inside, submerging her body from her stomach down. The steam from the hot water instantly calmed her racing heart. She crossed her arms on the edge of the pool. This prevented her from sliding all the way under. Gently, she rested her head on top of them. But before allowing herself to relax, Y/N quickly scanned the bathroom. When she determined nobody was present, she closed her eyes and let her body soften. But her craved peace of mind didn’t come. The events of a few minutes prior were still swirling around in her head. Did he really touch me, or am I just imagining it? No, I can't be imagining it, not when my goddamn clit is still tingling from his finger. Y/N knew the cat was out of the bag. She thought she’d been doing an excellent job of hiding her attraction to Draco, but he said it himself; he’d seen the way she'd looked at him. He knew she liked him. Y/N felt terrible. How would Harry feel if he knew his girlfriend had a thing for the boy who made his school days hell? He certainly wouldn’t be pleased, that’s for sure.

Y/N’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a soft chuckle. She opened her eyes to see none other than Draco, kneeling right in front of her. She screamed and instinctively crossed her arms over her chest; she almost lost her grip on the edge of the bath by doing this. But at the last second, she regained her grasp and this time opted to press her chest against the side of the pool to shield herself from Draco’s view.

“What are you doing here?” she yelled angrily, refusing to look at the boy. “I’m simply finishing what I started,” he said. Y/N’s eyebrows knit together. “Wha—” She was cut off by Draco smashing his lips against hers. At first, Y/N wanted to push him away, and she tried. She pressed her hands against his chest and started to shove him, but then he slipped his tongue inside her mouth, and her arms weakened. She melted into the kiss, all thoughts of Harry leaving her mind. Draco swirled his tongue around hers, causing her skin to prickle with arousal. Y/N sighed deeply and leaned in closer. She squealed when Draco began to suck her tongue before he abruptly pulled away. The pair gazed at each other, pure lust in their eyes. Draco suddenly grabbed her arms and hoisted her out of the bath. Once her feet touched the floor, his fingers immediately found her pussy and began rubbing. Y/N’s legs shook, and she grabbed onto Draco’s shoulders as he slid a finger inside her.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” Draco muttered. Y/N whimpered and clenched her walls around his digit. “Don’t worry, you’ll be full soon enough,” he stated while sliding in another finger. Y/N was desperate at this point. She hadn’t touched herself in a few weeks, and Draco’s fingers were skilled. They were bringing her to her peak before Draco had even undressed. Not only was he skilled, but he was also experienced and thus noticed Y/N’s body language. He knew she was close, so he removed his fingers. Y/N cried out as she felt her climax fade away. “What the hell?” she growled while pressing her thighs together, trying to imitate the friction he'd provided. Draco said nothing as he slid down his pants and underwear, smiling at her neediness. She glared at him, furious that he had denied her her orgasm, but he paid her no mind. When his clothes were shed, he roughly grabbed Y/N’s waist and steered her to the nearest wall. Without warning, he slammed her up against it and forcefully thrusted his cock inside her. The combined feeling of being full and the shock of the cold marble against her skin caused Y/N to let out a guttural moan. She dug her fingernails into Draco’s back, through his shirt as he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to adjust. His hips remained still, prompting Y/N to clench around him.

“You’re so tight, fuck,” he grunted. Y/N whined when he still didn’t move and bucked her hips. “Oh, you want me to fuck you? Is that it?” he teased. Y/N narrowed her eyes. “I hate you,” she muttered. Draco winked at her and pulled out, she was frustrated initially, but then he thrusted back inside, roughly, making her scream. His hips snapped back and forth at a rapid pace. Y/N moaned loudly as her eyes fell shut. Her voice hitched every time his cock touched that spot deep inside her. “Tell me I’m better than him, Y/N. Tell me that I’m better than Harry, that I fuck you harder than him,” he growled. Y/N couldn’t form a coherent thought; there was no way she’d be able to speak a proper sentence. Draco gripped her arms tight and pounded her hard before ceasing his movements. Y/N opened her eyes; she was confused as to why he had stopped. “Say it,” he demanded. Y/N felt her body shudder and sweat slide down her neck. Draco slammed inside her again, startling her.

“You’re better! You fuck me better than Harry,” she sputtered. Draco smirked. “That’s right, princess. And don’t worry, I’ll be fucking you frequently. Whenever I want, I’ll sneak off to your common room, crawl into your bed, and fuck you until you see stars. I don’t even care if someone sees or hears. You’re mine now, understand? You’re my little fuck toy,” he husked. Y/N whimpered at his words. She’d never been more aroused than she was right then. He began to regain his fast pace, and Y/N cried out in pleasure. “Fuck, Draco!” she shouted. This seemed to egg Draco on as he thrusted into her even harder, making her tits bounce. “Draco, Draco, Draco,” Y/N moaned. The Slytherin grunted, leaned his head towards her neck, and latched his lips onto her soft skin. He took her skin in between his teeth and sucked forcefully. “That’s gonna leave a mark, Draco, stop,” she whined. Draco pulled away and snickered. “I know, that’s the point.” Y/N rolled her eyes. Bastard.

Suddenly, Draco paused his movements and carefully pulled himself out. Before Y/N could speak, he spun her around so that her front was pressed up against the wall. He shoved his cock back inside her and resumed thrusting. “God, you’re so good. I’m gonna fuck you all the fucking time. And you’re going to let me, aren’t you, princess? You’re gonna let me pound that pussy whenever the fuck I want, right?” Y/N groaned, the sound of her voice and the slapping of skin reverberating off the bathroom walls. She was so close to her peak; she just needed a little more. “Answer me, slut,” Draco growled. Y/N squeezed her eyes shut as he roughly snapped his hips. “Yes. Shit, yes, I’ll let you fuck me whenever. Fuck, fuck! Draco, I’m gonna cum,” she squeaked. Draco gripped her hips tighter. “Then cum. Cum on my cock, you filthy little slut.”

That was all Y/N needed. She felt her orgasm pulse through her; it was as if her bloodstream was filled with electricity. Her body jerked with shocks of pleasure, and her vision turned white. Draco’s pace had never slowed throughout her high. In fact, it had sped up as he was nearing his own climax. With a few more thrusts, he came inside her with a loud moan. Y/N squeezed him tight, stimulating him through his orgasm.

When he finished, he remained inside her as they both tried to catch their breaths. Y/N was utterly dazed. “I’ve never cummed that hard. Holy shit, Draco.”

“You said it yourself, I’m better,” he said with a smirk.

Gently, he pulled out of her. Y/N turned around and leaned against the wall; her legs were trembling too much to stand without support. “I still don’t like you,” she stated. Draco cocked an eyebrow. “You sure bout that? You were just screaming my name about,” he raised his wrist to his face, pretending to check an invisible watch, “two minutes ago.” Y/N crossed her arms over her chest in an attempt to look intimidating.

“Because of you, we missed the rest of Potions and are likely going to be late to our next class, you moron,” Y/N complained while walking over to her pile of clothes by the still-hot bath. Draco was already dressed, considering he had only taken off his lower layer of clothing. He was readjusting his tie in the mirror while Y/N scrambled for a towel to clean herself up with. Draco cleared his throat. Y/N glanced over to see him lifting up a washcloth. She grumbled to herself as she stomped over to him. The Gryffindor snatched the cloth from his hand. “Thanks,” she said shortly. Draco shook his head and laughed. “You’ll warm up to me yet, Y/L/N.”

Y/N flipped him off, not bothering to look behind her. She knew he could see her in the mirror. “Fuck off, Draco, I still hate your guts even though you’ve just rearranged mine,” she called out, making Draco laugh again. Y/N sighed softly in disappointment. Not even her humor could distract her from the thought in her mind. How were things ever going to be normal with Harry again?

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divinefireangel · 3 years ago

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au: vampire Hwiyoung x human reader, lovers?

Finally doing this.... ✧⁺⸜(●˙▾˙●)⸝⁺✧ʸᵃʸ

Ok tbh I think I went wayyy to overboard with it but I love vampires and SF9 so eh. Also I have no clue what's going on in here 💀💀💀💀💀. Sorry if it isn't exactly what you wanted op 🥺. I tried *pouts*.

Warnings: Fluff mostly. Vampirey stuff. Sex stuff 👀. Blood drinking. Angst? Death. Sickness. Puking. Like 2 lines. Ahh very long 😂. Should've probably written it as a fic but oh well 🤷🏾‍♀️. I think this also is kind if like a soulmate au. Lmk if I need to add more.

So cocky.

That's all I'm seeing 😂

He's the kind to have any human or vamp do anything for him, with him, etc, etc.

A fairly famous vampire, amongst all of the ones who exist

Loves travelling the world

Meeting new people

Trying new things like food, kinks, new blood types too.

Lives for the thrill of almost getting caught

Flashes his red eyes when he wants to peak someone's curiosity in him

He's all mysterious and that's just so infuriating to not want to get to know him

But he doesn't let anyone get close

He knows it's not right to turn someone into a vampire

He'd never do that

Also he took a vow with his first and last love, to be each other's only forever

But alas, first loves never last

And neither did his

The vow however, lasted longer than the life of his first love

It was to never fall in love with a human again

For he was the one who had completely drained his first love, of their blood, to complete his transition

The realization of what he'd done hit him too late

So the vow was kind of an untold tension hanging in the air, that just grew with every passing second as Hwiyoung drained his lover's blood

He masks his sorrow, with cockiness

But all of his resolve wavered when he saw you

Just laughing, minding your own business

Talking with your friends in the cafe

Your hair flowing with the wind

Laugh echoing it's way to his heart

For once, in his long long life, he didn't just want someone, he longed for them.

After centuries of sad loneliness, he saw you

He heard your heart beat steadily as you spoke with much enthusiasm

Intriguing everyone around you

Not that you noticed

He felt like shedding a tear, his heart hurting the longer he looked at you

But he just couldn't look away from your sweet smile & bright eyes

The next few days pass by him looking at you from afar

Now you weren't one to not notice and do nothing if some random creep followed you everyday

So naturally you confront him by cornering him

He honestly didn't think you had it in you to trap him

Something about being so close to you, even when you are interrogating him just makes him want you to be his even more

That's when he sees you, like actually sees you

Your angry yet curious eyes, the lovely tint on your parted lips, your tongue in between your teeth, and so much more

Never thought this would happen, but he's speechless

So bound by your beauty he isn't even able to defend himself and his actions

When you're about to leave, he grabs your elbow and exchanges your positions

Cornering you and towering you as he introduces himself

The way he is so close to makes you breath hitch and heart beat faster, blood pulsing through you at a greater speed

He knows he's peaked your interest in him

He knows that you're conflicted

He knows that he will be too, sooner than expected

He will try not to showcase his vampire abilities

But how long can he go for you know?

What will happen when he gets a scratch and it heals soon? You'll think it's a little suspicious

What will happen if you get hurt and bleed? Will he be able to just tend to your wound without letting his strength get in the way?

So many questions

So many doubts

But they fade to nothing, when he looks at you

When he looks at you, he sees the most perfect human

Compassionate, caring, kind, sweet, absolutely adorable

He almost feels human too, when he's around you

And just to feel normal again, he starts to spend all his time around you

Roaming with you, circling around you like a buzzed bee does with a flower

And that's when you start your courtship

With him doing so many things with you

Helping you with your work/studies

Taking you on multiple dates

So many getaways

Getting you so much jewelry

Matching Jewelry!!!! 🥺

Falling in love with you

Regular movie nights in

Falling in love

Moving into an apartment together

Falling in love

Doing all your domestic things like cooking, laundry, grocery shopping, getting a goddamn job, and what not

Falling in love

Discussions about adopting a pet together

Oh and falling in love.

Yup.

You have a totally lovesick vampire head over heels completely in love with you with his cold dead heart

When the realization that he hath fallen hits him, he couldn't help but cry

Because he knows that you love him too

He knows that you'd want him to propose to you soon

He knows that eventually you're gonna wanna start a family with him

Even if you don't, which is okay, he knows that you are gonna die in a few decades

What will he do when he can't avoid the inevitable question you'll ask him about not aging

About not getting sick like ever

About having so much money

About having so much knowledge and minute details about historical events which just slip out his mouth from time to time

But

What he doesn't know is that you were already suspecting something was up

You don't know when you started to notice the subtle things he did, things that no one in your time does

The way he talks so casually with everyone

His peculiar usage of words at times

How he doesn't have a single wrinkle on his surely flawless face

How he never grows a grey hair

How his skin is so pale and cold to touch

But his tongue is always so pink

How his eyes look a different colours at random moments

Your first instinct, was of course, you were being delusional.

But then you thought about your life since you met him

How everything was going so good, too good for a human and human relationship

Pain.

That's what you felt when you started to see everything

And not just emotional pain, physical too

You could feel your heart breaking

You didn't know why

Was it because you've given your heart to someone you don't even know what species is?

Or because you've wasted the best time of your life on someone who won't be with you till the end?

You're not stupid, of course you confront him

Even if it meant you'd go from being someone he loves to someone he might hate

When the question flies out of your mouth

He just looks at you with pity

Was it for you or him, he doesn't know

Swallowing, his Adam's Apple bobs in his throat

He'll gently grasp you hands

Making you sit on a chair and he'd come clean

Yes

That simple

Because he can erase your memory if you threaten him 💀

He, for the first time, has no clue how you'd react

Chewing on your finger you look at him

Saying okay

Cause you love him

And him being a vampire doesn't change the fact that he is a good person

Well was or whatever, it's complicated

He just falls on the ground

Crying and thanking you 🥺

Hugging him you realize that you're crying too

The next day is like you're both reborn

Nothing actually changed much lol

He quits his job and you quit yours

And you both just travel the world

Go to different places, new places

Find secluded spaces to fuck, just for the adrenaline

Oh yes sex with vamp Hwiyoung!!!

Uses his strength to mark you.

Uses his powers to multiply the feeling of your high

Uses his speed to fuck you senseless

Of course he goes raw, not like you can get anything from him 💀

He has good control on his hunger for blood

So he won't actually hurt you if he bites you too hard till blood comes

Everything is going, perfect, to say the least

Until you catch a bad stomach bug

You get sick till your guts come out

He hates hates hates it so much

That you're so vulnerable to such things

And that he isn't

That he can't do anything about it even when you reassure him it's okay

He hates knowing that someday you may leave him

When you do get better, he feels so relieved

You know what's coming

So you thought about it a lot

To be honest, you've been thinking about it since he confirmed your doubts about him being a vampire

He is so shocked when you say yes to him

When he asks if you want to, only and only if you do, he's ready to make you a vampire too

The idea of you also becoming a vamp just sounds perfect to him

Cause then it'd mean you'd never get sick or get hurt or die

So you can be together forever and ever 🥺

#sf9 #sf9 hwiyoung #sf9 headcanons #sf9 fluff #sf9 au #sf9 supernatural au #vampire!sf9 #sf9 vampire au #vampire!hwiyoung #kim youngkyun #hwiyoung #hwiyoung x reader #hwiyoung vampire au

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dear-wormwoods · 5 years ago

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what scenes do you think did a good job of conveying that Eddie felt something deeper for Richie? I thought the hammock scene was flirtatious on his end, and I think his fixation on Richie when he thought he killed Pennywise was significant. it’s annoying to think some people interpreted both scenes as friendly though, cuz y'know, “he married a woman.” Really hoping we get a flashback in the director’s cut that shows a pining!Richie and more outwardly flustered!Eddie

Okay this grew into a beast of a response because I got poetic and it’s emotionally draining soooo heads up! skfkfks

I think those two scenes definitely jump out, but honestly there is SO much nuance to Eddie’s feelings that causes him to be very difficult to translate to film, and what does get translated is easy to miss if you aren’t watching closely. The problem with Eddie, and the reason why people with untrained eyes are reading it as unrequited, is that he is TOO repressed to really have obvious moments of pining.

So what you really need to look for, with him, are little changes between the way he acts around the different people in his life. Around his mom and other authority figures, he’s generally soft-spoken and nervous. He talks slower, and less often. He’s quiet and stiff, like a deer in headlights. Around the bullies he’s defiant but jittery. Around the Losers, he’s loud, animated, and emotional (which in the novel and miniseries means he’s quick to tears, but in the movies it comes out as anger - either way, they’re emotions he can’t express at home).

So we have baseline Eddie, and friendship Eddie. The best way to confirm that his feelings for Richie are unique is to pay attention to the differences between how he acts around Richie versus his other friends.

First, the way he talks to Richie. When they interact, it’s like friend!Eddie gets dialed up to full blast. He’s not just loud and animated, he’s literally obnoxious. He feeds into every comment Richie makes, he thrives on reacting to Richie and instigating shit with Richie. It’s more understated in the book because we can rely on his inner monologue to fill in the blanks with his thoughts and reflections on their interactions. In the miniseries, it’s softer, but it’s there - he’s more argumentative with Richie, but never leaves his side either, and takes every opportunity to get his attention the same way Richie does to him. In the movies, he’s a literal freak who won’t shut up if Richie is nearby and he not only takes the bait every time Richie sets him up, he’s the one instigating the bickering half the time. He comes alive around Richie, because with Richie he can be as loud as he wants, as argumentative as he wants, and as wild as he wants. He can express any emotion he feels. He doesn’t feel stuck, or trapped. That feeling never goes away - it’s why he stuck to Richie like a magnet in Ch2. They feed each other’s energy in a way none of the other Losers can fully match up to. With Richie, Eddie’s eyes shine more, he laughs more freely, and nothing else matters but the present moment.

Even more importantly, in every version of IT Eddie generally avoids physical touch, even with his friends, with the exception of Richie. This is important (and something Dennis Christopher caught onto and has been open about) - Touch is Eddie’s primary love language, but it’s reserved only for the person he really truly loves. Otherwise he avoids it. He feels uncomfortable hugging his mom. He feels nothing when he’s with Myra. He jokes around with the Losers and loves them to death but he never really physically interacts with them unless he doesn’t have a choice. Touch is his literal nightmare scenario - he’s terrified of the leper touching him and infecting him. But with Richie it’s not like that. With Richie it’s easy. In the novel, he pretends it annoys him but he secretly likes when Richie touches him and calls him Eds. In the miniseries, Eddie and Richie are basically never not touching each other and that was a conscious decision Dennis and Harry made.

In the movies, Eddie and Richie have easy and natural physical chemistry, they grab onto each other, lay with each other, stand extra close, etc. Eddie never jerks away or stiffens, he lets Richie touch his face, his arms, and even his legs, which is tbh really intimate for someone who is terrified of physical contact. This is unique to Richie because Eddie generally avoids touching the other Losers. Even when they’re all hugging after Ben kisses Bev in Ch1, Eddie doesn’t join in. When Bill is crying and everyone is comforting him, Eddie’s movements are awkward and stiff. But after the blood oath, he hugs only Richie, and it’s completely fine, because it’s Richie. This continues into adulthood when they just slide back together like puzzle pieces - finding an excuse to arm wrestle, Richie patting him on the cheek, standing close to each other, grabbing onto each other, etc. It’s easy, and it’s unique to them.

Up until and including his death, it’s only Richie’s touch that he seeks out. Even when Richie can’t be physically with him, he’s clutching that jacket like it’s his lifeline. Richie knows this is how they communicate, with a combination of really UNtender banter and very tender touching. So when he’s in denial about Eddie’s death, he pulls out all the stops to get him to wake up - caressing his face and his neck, fully embracing him, refusing to physically part from him because it’s Eddie and they’re always together.

So… there really isn’t a scene that puts a spotlight on Eddie’s feelings, there are just a bunch of subtle moments where he becomes Richie’s Eddie instead of Regular Eddie that all add up to something really obvious. The hammock scene sticks out because it showcases the unique physical comfort he feels with Richie, and the scene where he rescues Richie sticks out because he becomes so alive in that moment and he needs Richie to share that excitement with him.

But really every moment between them, in every version, in every timeline, all point to one basic fact - what they had was special, and Eddie doesn’t need to spell it out for people who refuse to see it. What matters is that it’s there.

#asks #it 2019 #reddie #eddie kaspbrak #richie tozier #it meta #my meta #stephen king's it #it novel #it 1990 #it 2017 #meta #eddie spaghet tea #500 club #1k club

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paint-music-with-me · 4 years ago

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Man, that ep tho 👀

Now I get why they made an emphasis in ep 5-6 (can't rmr which one) that Phu is blunt and straightforward. Cuz he gon pull this shit in ep8 😔 I'm super mad about his reaction... but at the same time tbh I get it? A slight big problem for me about it is that...how do I put this...the Action part of the story (Sakda's men and the Ghost Hill house) was shoved in too fast on top of his reaction? I mean, it's been growing ik but I guess what I'm trying to say is the scenes/transitions that lead to Phu doing his job (the guns, searching, planning with the other guards) felt very abrupt and out of sync. Emotionally, it felt like something he needed to do to avoid his feelings about Tian's reveal (cuz thats what we're assuming) rather than be another task that he must do and balance his emotions with his job. Does that make sense? I'm not saying he can't do both but visually...it felt off. Visually it felt like an avoidance rather than another thing on his plate that he has to focus on...

I guess where I'm going for is: maybe one transition scene could be that a guard (not Rang/Yod) comes in and tells Phu about new info about Sakda's men. Phu is still pissed abt Tian so he gets all "😤 lets get 'em boys". Maybe Rang/Yod tries to stop him (part of why I wish there was a scene where Yod hears Tian explain death to the kid at the school and maybe vouch for him) bc "yo bro don't u think you're getting too ahead of yourself?" And Phu is all "this is my job, protecting a village, not babysitting a teacher". At least here, there is the distinction or an indication of how he is understanding his feelings and his job. At least for me, anyway 👀

Also! this is purely my defensiveness coming out bc as an audience who is exposed to so much dramatic irony it hurts, ima call out Phu on him being that mad at Tian for LYING. That's the thing that gets me. He out here saying "oh Tian u lied I am disappointed in u" like bruh? Didn't u ask ur officers to lie to the villagers about Torfun's death?? And mind you, a lot LONGER than Tian, more than 7 months? Tian only came to the village 2 months after his surgery bc of PT. So explain that! -> though ofc he is probably projecting onto Tian bc of his own guilt that he didn't tell the villagers himself and so to have Tian do it with this heavy of importance attached to his involvement with Torfun, Phu's emotions rlly got the best of him....but still

Also that fucking pattern of "the 5 times Tian collapsed, and the one time Phu collapsed" like bruh I didn't need that thank yew bye 🤚🙃

Then as much as I'm happy Tian didn't kill Torfun by being the driver, I get where he's coming from with his guilt cuz he still asked his friend to drive the car. Though, what's up with Prem (the friend)? Is he good? Like he was the driver....is he in therapy?? Did he go on an adventure to a rural village where he learns how to cope with his guilt and learn self-forgiveness?

Also can we just appreciate the Best Boy, Longtae??? Like he rlly is Best Boy. Like his POV must be so wild, cuz he was only given one side of the story (not knowing Tian was involved in Torfun's death) and then when the village only got one side, he got both and now he's in a weird position to understand his feelings about all of it. Like imagine your good friend, who you did your best to empathize and understand then tells you something else, a little addition to the story he gave you that was already personal and scary for him to tell. And now you understand WHY it was hard to tell. Like goddamn. And still Longtae went to Tian to talk and understand further Like bro that's beautiful. That's some communication right there dude.

Omg, (Sorry I have so many thoughts hehe) can we also talk about the kid that SNEAKED out of her house to talk to Tian??? Like bruhh she did that!! Though I wish I got to Tian explain death to her, I think that would've been really interesting because of his own personal thoughts. He was so ready to die and then he gets to live because someone had to. I think from there, especially if Yod was there listening, maybe at least two people would start to get a look into how Tian really thinks about himself and the way he sees life. Damn, wish they did that (part of the argument for making Phu's transitions in his job and his feelings a lot better cuz Yod could maybe vouch for Tian idk 👀)

Omg how could I forget about the villagers?? So for me, I don't mind the villagers' reactions too much?? I guess it depends on how Tian specifically said what he said to them (I'm merely thinking of the language barrier cuz the way I interpret the translation could be different from how it actually is). Cuz yeah, I'm sure they have their questions: how did he "kill" her? What happened? Etc.

But the way I see is this: they are catching up on their grief. They are searching for a place in their heart to understand everything that was revealed. Like this dude came in from no where instead of the regular sweet girl that you've come to love and admire and he messes things up and does his best to fix things. He's a sweet knucklehead and you begin to love him too. Then he reveals that the reason why he is alive and in your village is because he was involved in the death ("killed" from the translations) of the sweet girl you've known for idk how many years, def longer than knowing him. And then add on to the fact that he's been staying there for MONTHS. It's a lot to process.

Tbh the best way to sum up their feelings was how that one woman put her hand in front of Tian's face and looked away from him as she passed Tian after putting down flowers. It was perfect because they need time. Emotions are so weird and not so easily one thing or another, especially grief. I'm making this point cuz I've noticed that some ppl have brought up concerns abt the villagers' reactions which is ofc valid. It IS weird how they're reacting, not asking questions, immediately ignoring him. But I would argue thats also a village mindset. I've been there, village people stick together and sometimes the vibe of a village can set the precedent of how they'll feel about a newcomer. So something this big and shocking? Yeah, they ain't gon wanna talk to Tian for a hot second.

Anyway, the ep was interesting 👀 in terms of pacing because the Action came at an odd angle once Tian's secret was revealed. (Omg I also didn't expect Phu to find out at the same time Tian was telling the villagers about his involvement with Torfun) But with the ending they gave, I AM VERY CONCERNED ABOUT HOW ALL THIS GON ADD UP??? LIKE WHAT ABOUT SAKDA'S MEN??? WHAT ABOUT THE SMUGGLING?? WHAT ABOUT PHU??? WHAT IS TIAN'S DAD GON DO??? WILL PHU WAKE UP??? WILL TIAN LEARN TO FORGIVE HIMSELF?!??! WILL HE BE ABLE TO COUNT 1000 STARS!!?

#atots #a tale of thousand stars #blabber time #sorry if my thoughts are v scrambled #im at work and i wanted to jot my thoughts already #it was wild #and i wanted to cry #but i refuse to show emotion at work #soooo #yeahh #i mean these are merely my opinion and tbh i cant rmr every single detail thag happened prior to this ep #so there may be things thag ive missed or even misunderstood #which i understand #im trying to be coherent in what i understand and yet still informal enough to make mistakes #hopefully i didnt say anything offensive or whatever #fhskshkash #anywayyy

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tfw-no-tennis · 4 years ago

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mtmte liveblog issue 36

time travel arccccccccccccc yessssssssss

I have been waiting SO LONG to reread this arc hhhhh yessss

starting off strong with the sexy roller cover. nice

I love the disconnect of ‘orion pax: outlaw’ compared to the last time we saw him in shadowplay where he was orion pax: supercop

he’s still punching people for JUSTICE or whatever so I guess not much has changed

oh my god this is the issue with the many many two-page spreads...the first time I read this issue I didn't realize that was a thing and GOD I was SO fucking confused. there's already a lot going on in this issue/arc but this made things so much worse hvbhjkdfbsk. I powered thru and still managed to understand most of the arc despite reading half this issue out of order (essentially) bc the website I read it on split the pages up and I couldn't tell they were supposed to be doubled (and also I'm dumb so I didn't figure it out)

anyways, the actual issue...windcharger is out here using his powers to rip a dudes arms clean off. wow!

and there's skids getting punched in the face. Ls

and glitch! a totally minor character of course...

MANNNNN I SO adore the panel of all the lost lighters appearing in a cloud of purple smoke, all posing epically....SO fucking good, peak sci-fi coolness vibes, A++

as usual jro killing it w/the titles, ‘elegant chaos’ is such a great name for a time travel arc

also reading the tfwiki has shown me that many of jros titles are song or album titles, to which I say - that's epic and I love it. with jro doing it, I feel like it straddles the line between referencing music and the very fanfic-esque ‘title things after music’ vibe. I love it

oh god I forgot they use bs cybertronian time units in this sometimes lmao...I mean of course they do but still like, what the fuck is a cycle. is that a day. I feel like these words all have no meaning/the meanings change drastically depending on continuity. I cant keep up and also I'm lazy and don't care enough to try

I love rodimus did u know

poor riptide looks so confused lmao

IS....IS REWIND PIGGYBACKING TAILGATE...THATS SO FUCKING CUTE....I cant fully tell bc of the page layout but ooomg so precious. minibot buddies

whirl saying ‘chuff’ just reminded me how british jro is hvbhakjhdsfbs sometimes it just Jumps Out in mtmte and I'm like Oh God Britain Is Real

I really like the mtmte approach to time travel and paradoxes and whatnot. its just complex enough to be interesting but not too convoluted that it bogs down the story. perfect sci-fi fun!

mannnn chromedome talking abt brainstorm :( I'm sad abt those two hhhhh

and I love how at this point, nobody in the cast ACTUALLY knows brainstorm well enough to know what he’s really doing - including chromedome, who’s ostensibly his closest friend, somebody he’s known for a while - and even the readers don't really know what he’s up to...I like the mystery tbh

cant believe rewind wrote orion pax’s biography, omg. completely forgot abt that detail

cd saying ‘I love it when he talks history’ about rewind....hhhh I love cdrw so muuuuch

godddd the line rodimus says abt whirl - how they need people like whirl around who are ‘happy to get in the way’ of danger and death - that shit haunts me man like...rodimus is basically saying that he’s bringing whirl along to potentially die in place of someone like orion pax (nevermind the fact that whirl dying would ALSO fuck up the timeline)...like, how deep does it go?? is he saying that bc he knows whirl has been trying to get himself killed for a while now, or just bc whirl likes violence? mannn I cant...the character intricacies...man

anyways...I love rodimus he’s such an interesting character. you have that fucked up moment and then in the next panel he’s saying ‘if you want to call it a time phone, I wont stop you’ about the quantum walkie-talkie. he has the RANGE

oh and then rodimus casually volunteering chromedome to do mnemosurgery on anyone who might accidentally find out about them time traveling, which is again fucked up on multiple levels. the raaaaange

vjaksbhdhfusajbfdjk that panel of the lost light squad just standing there like idiots reminds me of that post where someone said abt that panel ‘these characters have a collective 3 brain cells’ or something hvbjadkfnksfdl

rodimus IMMEDIATELY breaking his own rules by trying to reassure pax that they're good guys by pointing at his autobot badge, even tho the autobots DONT EVEN EXIST YET at this point...my boy PLEASE go purchase some brain cells from the store

and the fact that rodimus introduced himself to pax w/his real name...shouldn't he go by an alias or st??? that seems like a good time travel rule since optimus and rodimus definitely know each other later

and like, did they not anticipate that some of the people in the past would recognize some of the lost lighters hgbajkhdjfnjksf like cd and whirl get Instantly recognized...great job guys

they are all SO bad at this hvbahskjdhfbasjkf I cantttt luckily for them the orion crew is handing them easy alibis

‘the dugout’ is that a baseball reference????

also I love the scenery here, the bg looks like rock but there's metal piping and stuff running thru it, its so cool...really adds to the whole ‘cybertron biomes are made of metal’ thing

‘ancient history’ rodimus are you KIDDING ME-

cyclonus time travels to the past and IMMEDIATELY finds a window to stare broodingly out of. icon

tailgate thinking orion pax is SUPER COOL continues here from shadowplay and I love it...tailgate is so cute

and the tg saying ‘don't you think that's awesome, cyclonus?’ hhhhh so cute

one reason I love this arc so much is that this is the arc where the gay Really amps up

TRAILBREAKER.... oh man ;_;

are you telling me that this outlaw base they're in has ONE bed for all of these people. what the hell vhbaksjhfnsal

cant believe rung sampled roller’s steroid juice box

also cant believe robot steroids exist. except yes I can and I love it

oooh roller’s a 0/1%er? I forgot abt that

cant believe orion pax just grabs some random phone that belongs to these weird new people and answers it. WHO does that

goddddd megatron and orion’s conversation....destroy me

HHHHHH like...the HISTORY....the regret...the missed opportunities...its all so palpable....goddddddd

and of COURSE, the whole thing is steeped in tragedy...the ideological differences that will become the foundation for a 4 million year long war...megatron, who believes that you need to burn things down and start again to really make change stick, and then orion, who says ‘reform is the answer, not revolution’....AUGHHH the intricacies. mannnn

‘you sound lost’ 😭😭😭

‘its tragic.’ yeah, that about sums up their relationship, especially at this stage and in this continuity

anyways. [cries about old man megatron talking to young naïve orion pax] goodbye

AUGHHH and then we jump to rodimus ONCE AGAIN breaking his own rules and trying to save trailbreaker...IT HURTS MAN...god I love rodimus, I feel like him being broken up about crewmembers like trailbreaker dying is one part regular sadness over people he knows dying for tragic reasons, and one part personal guilt at someone under his command dying, even if he’s not involved/at fault. I love the dichotomy of this emotional reaction that comes only partially from empathy/emotion, but also comes from a kinda self-centered need for success as measured by people under your command staying alive. and taking into account rodimus’s life it totally makes sense that he’d act like that...GAH I love it. the complexity of it all!

orion pax saying ‘you should read [megatron]. it’s powerful stuff’ I'm screaming, so many LAYERSSSSS

I fucking love time travel AHHHHHHHHH like the opportunity for interactions like these....chefs kiss

‘hey, best friend! miss you!’ rodimus is such a shit hvbdajkfksjhfd

‘very sus’ rodimus ahead of his time w/the among us lingo

oooh and then they realize that the senate is trying to kill the sparks...gotta save the babies!

tailgate scolding cyclonus for bluntly stating that you'd wanna be subtle when killing newborns...hhhvbhsdfhhhhhh I love them sm

ooooh and rewind has an interesting suggestion - that the senate is actually trying to irradiate the sparks into being outliers...rewind is so smart I love him

and the fact that he’s using history from his database...love it

rodimus sending cyclonus and whirl out like pokemon

ROLLER NOOOO DONT GO OUT THERE

also wow this is literally the 5th (I think) double page spread in this issue...the confusion I felt the first time I read this...lmao

and now this is literally one of my favorite issues so I'm glad I know what's going on lmao

oh man rodimus telling cd not to erase trailbreakers memory even tho that could jeopardize the entire timeline... :(

oh man I didn't even notice but roller getting debris blasted into his face like that makes the whole ‘roller is tarn’ theory even more legit considering tarn’s face scars....

‘tighter the better’ hhh don't say that orion. but also, that’s the companion phrase to megatron saying ‘the deeper the better’ hvbhasjkhdfbaksjlf

I do love the semi-campy action hero antics that orion pax gets up to. its just so fun, even when the stakes are high and things are serious

‘this is the greatest thing I have ever seen’ tg ily

THE REVEAL THAT THE SPARKS WENT TO NYON...so rodimus just saved himself, basically...time travel is so trippy

GODDDD ND THEN TRAILBREAKER...HVHHHHHh 😭😭😭 THATS SO CRUEL MAN

oh man that last panel of trailbreaker holding up roller’s juice box...iirc the first time I read this I thought that was roller (cause of the juice box I guess? idk I'm an idiot) so I was like oh ok he must've come back or something. very much related but I didn't really think about tarn being a particular pre-established character and totally didn't read the whole ‘roller is tarn’ thing that was going on

which in my defense ruth also didn't pick up on any of that while reading this and eventually like 2 issues before the reveal I had to prompt her like ‘you should maybe be wondering WHO tarn is’ vhbahjksdfbaksjdf

so! issue 37! this issue is a solid favorite of mine, id say definitely top 5 or even 3. I'm super biased bc I fucking LOVE time travel, it’s seriously one of my favorite tropes ever, and this issue hits all the time travel beats I love. characters traveling to the past and interacting with people they know! conversations that have multiple meanings bc of TIME TRAVEL! trying to save someone who meets a terrible fate in your future! fun time travel action! the time traveling characters being generally terrible at hiding the fact that they're time travelers! ITS SO GOOD.

and I love the clever way everything is tied together here - where we get a nice continuation of shadowplay, with this taking place shortly after that with a lot of the same cast, and time travel classics like the good ole ‘if we hadn't travelled back in time and done what we did, the future we came from wouldn't have existed at all,’ in the flavor of ‘rodimus saving his baby self’ and ‘rodimus NOT saving trailbreaker’ and ‘everyone forgot about roller :(’

ok but like, did the lost lighters just go ‘oh well, guess rollers gone now.’ like they DID realize that the outlaw crew would have no idea what happened to him if they got their memories erased, right?? did the lost lighters figure that since roller never reappeared after this time period, that was how history was ‘supposed’ to go and they shouldn't mess with it? am I overthinking it? as usual: yes, probably. I love overthinking about comics, in case that wasn't obvious

basically...I love this issue soooo much. so so good and a bunch of fun tropes that I love. I mean the whole arc is like that for me since I love time travel so much. so I cant wait to (re)read more!!

#lj rereads mtmte

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bigskydreaming · 4 years ago

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You said the other day that you don't really like Talon stories. Do you mind saying why?

LOL they’re just not really what I’m here for? Idk, I think people tend to make a bigger deal out of this than it actually is even in my head, maybe because Talon stories have so quickly become such a staple of fics that it just seems weird not to like them? And its not like I’ve never liked one or been intrigued by a premise, I have, though specific recs elude me at the moment, there’s one I was reading on ff.net I really enjoyed, it was YJ verse.....

But honestly its really just that a recurring theme of Dick’s stories in canon - and one of the things I turn to fanfic for in the first place, to get away from, to read something ELSE about him - is dehumanization. Reducing his sense of self, brainwashing or controlling him, making him other than he usually is, even just in temporary ways....it gets old. I come to fanfic hoping to read and write stuff beyond that, and Talon fics are so often even heavier on the dehumanizing him aspect of things, like making him even more mindless than most Talons in canon are ever portrayed, and don’t get me started on how often they just flat out refer to Talon Dick as ‘it’.....its just a no thanks from me. Just not what I’m looking for.

Add to that other incidentals, like, its completely understandable in context of these narratives that the Batfam feel they have to restrain Dick while he’s a Talon and in the Batcave, but again, its just not something I’m looking to read? Because for example, another big theme of mine is how uncomfortable and unwelcome I think Dick’s come to feel in Wayne Manor over the years, given the many times Bruce has essentially kicked him out and how little effort he’s made to make it into a home for him again (like I think there are more reasons than just grief that Dick lived in the penthouse rather than the Manor when Bruce was believed dead and Dick was in charge of his estate)....so when you look at things from that angle, which I’m just kinda predisposed towards doing, the imprisonment angle of Talon fics (and the attitudes of a lot of the Batcharacters as they go about it, like they’re just being pragmatic, Dick will understand - yeah he might understand but that doesn’t mean there won’t be mental and emotional undercurrents of resentment and hurt to that understanding)....like, its just one more way/reason for Dick’s childhood home to be turned against him and made a place where he feels or will remember feeling explicitly unwelcome. I’m not saying its WRONG to take that angle in fics, lol, I’m just saying....its not for me. Its just not what I’m looking for.

Also its a bit of a pet peeve to see Talon abilities viewed as an upgrade rather than something inflicted on him by his tormentors and at BEST somethting Dick would have very conflicting views on - and tbh this isn’t limited to just him, I have similar thoughts about how Cass might feel about her own abilities and how even now that she can communicate well with others, she still feels somewhat different or removed from most people because of this ‘superpower’ that had to be ABUSED into her and that she would have traded for her father’s actual love any day - but I mean, there’s a thing in a lot of Talon fics where alongside the dehumanization angle, which Dick isn’t even just expected to just ‘get over’ once he’s back to his regular mental awareness, because its usually never even delved into, how he feels about the fact that for awhile there, he was nothing more than an ‘it’ even in his family’s eyes, and IMO he’s like, funny, I’m pretty sure I’m still the only person in this body all along, so if it was just an it to you, where exactly did you think I was? But aside from the angst I feel he SHOULD have from thinking about how easily he was viewed as just a mindless tool and pawn and thing by people, there’s a tendency to hop, skip and jump to him being okay with his Talon ‘upgrades’ because they make him so much more effective....and there’s just a WAY this is usually gone about that like, for me, glosses over how effective he was without them, and the fact that none of his family members seem to need or think they need them themselves to be effective....and somewhere in all that, it seems to get lost that the whole reason the Court even WANTS Dick so badly is because of how effective he is even already.

Plus - there’s my personal annoyance with how characters with super-fast healing are treated in narratives across the board. In comics, books, movies, shows, fics, everywhere - I ranted about this a TON in Teen Wolf fandom, its a complaint I have with Wolverine and his family in Marvel comics, etc....I vastly dislike how often its just treated as assumed that just because a character heals rapidly, like....the actual trauma and pain of injuries inflicted might as well not even matter. Like, that’s not how it works IMO? When I think about a time I broke an arm, I’m not thinking about ‘oh it barely matters because it only took a couple months to heal and when I view that in the context of my whole lifespan that’s barely anything, it was so fast’....like no, I’m thinking about what it felt like when I actually BROKE it. There’s a tendency, I feel, when characters get an ability to make an injury disappear out of sight out of mind rapidly, to just view the emotional and mental consequences of injury being inflicted as negligible, and not really mattering anymore, and I heavily disagree with that logic. IMO, these characters throwing themselves headfirst in front of everyone else as a human shield, while practical in one sense of the word, is also like, begging to be examined as oh I see, so basically you’re saying that now that you no longer need to be treated with care because you’re invulnerable, you’re worthless and the pain that goes along with all those injuries you get 100x more of now, that’s like...meaningless and fake news.

I mean, even if you make an argument for Dick no longer having pain receptors (which I’d also be heavily against because uh, if you go that route you’re also inadvertently suggesting things about his sensory input and ability to feel varying degrees of touch across the board and again its more the lack of examination of that as much as anything else that’s things that make me go mmmm no thanks)....the injuries are still being inflicted and there’s still gonna be psychological damage inflicted from processing that no one seems significantly bothered by him being ‘family niche - human pincushion for the prevention of others saying oww’ without so much as commentary.

And lastly, did I mention, I just really really reeeeeeally dislike the dehumanization angle that tends to go hand in hand with these fics.

But for the record, like, I honestly do like the Court of Owls and what they bring to Dick’s stories because all of this, ironically is precisely why they DO play so well into his core themes of autonomy and independence and self-determinism. Its just, I’m here for fics where Dick triumphs over them and their attempts to hijack him and his life for their own agendas, and I feel like a lot of the time we see a Pyrrhic victory at best, when going the Talon route, and a lot of THAT time its not even regarded or treated as such, but rather a full victory with no real examination of how Dick’s life is different now, how he’s changed not just by what was done to him but by how he was treated by BOTH sides WHILE it was done to him?

And the other element here is like....the Court and their presence in his fics doesn’t HAVE to equal making him a full on Talon along the way, just like it never has in canon. I don’t view the fulfillment of what’s inherently a THREAT to his character as an improvement UPON his character. *shrugs* But also there’s just so many avenues for angst or emotional tangles when it comes to the Court even without making Dick a Talon himself.....just have him picturing or having nightmares of imagining his parents turned into Talons and how horrifying he’d find that, or worry in the wake of revelations about the Court that his family is now looking at him differently, imagining the threat HE could be when he hasn’t even done anything. Or there’s the angle of Bruce knowing but not telling him to try and protect him but that causing conflict OR you could go a route I’ve never seen done before, and like, have Dick and Bruce come into conflict with the Court before any of the others come along and like, save Dick from ever being made a full Talon but the point is years later the Court resurfaces and they and their plans for Dick are a complete revelation to his siblings and there’s perfectly understandable conflict because of that even if the reason is as simple and equally as understandable as Bruce didn’t feel it was his to share if Dick didn’t want to, as long as they honestly thought the Court had been neutralized, and he respected that its a painful topic to Dick that he wasn’t trying to hide, he just flat out didn’t want to talk about so it never came up.

There’s a lot that can be done with the Court, but usually they’re just utilized as a prelude to Talon Dick Grayson and bottom line is that’s just not somewhere I’m usually looking to go, personally.

BUT in the spirit of me being completely contradictory as always, again its like I said, there are some here and there that I really get into, there’s a YJ one that really delves deep into Dick’s emotions on all of this and has a prequel set during Jason’s Robin days, when they first encounter the Court, I forget the title but someone feel free to drop it in the notes if you know what I’m talking about, and @dustorange always does interesting things with the Court and Talons that’s different each time and I’m sure I’m forgetting more, so its not like.....a blanket across the board nope thing. Its just I have particular reservations about HOW a lot of Talon and Court fics play out that I’m just....not the right audience for simply because its not what I’m looking for in fics, personally.

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anjuschiffer · 5 years ago

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Kiss 11, IzuOcha

Oh god! I haven’t written BNHA in like...months! Tho tbh, its a nice change of pace! Enjoy! :D

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Under Wraps [IzuOcha]

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Prompt: Kiss 11: Public Kiss - IzuOha

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Context: Ochako is at a press conference, talking about her latest deed - rescuing workers that were trapped in a burning enterprise caused by an ex-employee. While answering questions pertaining to the incident, reporters keep noticing that she liked to pick a certain reporter among the bunch.

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“-but seeing as we haven’t seen this new skill from you in your previous rescue, does that mean you’ve recently developed it?” A man around her age asked her, his pencil touching his notepad as he looked at her with anticipating emerald eyes.

Ochako managed to make her smile grow wider as she repeated the question to herself, all the reporters in the room noticing how her eyes softened. All cameras that were there quickly captured the moments, a few reports jotting this detail in their books.

It wasn’t the first time this occurred with the Zero Gravity Heroine.

It started four years ago, two years after her Hero debut. Ever since the rookie reporter -Deku- came into the scene, Uravity started to answer more questions, made her press conferences longer and convinced her agency to do more Q&A sections in her conferences that didn’t relate to the recent incident.

Everyone knew that Deku was the reason behind Uravity’s change, but they didn’t know how exactly. After all, what can a Quirkless reporter like him do to change one of Japan’s Top 20 Heroes?

Not only was he Quirkless, he had a horrible sense of fashion. Round glasses, a blazer and hat combo. And no, it wasn’t a fedora or a regular solid colored shirt. It was always, always, some type of hero merch.

Today’s outfit included Creati merch under his brown blazer. Yes, that simple red t-shirt was Creati merch, a matryoshka doll peeping from the breast pocket.

“Yes! Yes I did! I’m so glad that you caught it!” Ochako said with glee, placing her fingers together, making sure her pinkies didn’t touch. Despite having one of her pinkies covered by a single bandaid, it was still a habit Ochako did as a precaution. Old habits die hard after all. “I found out I was able to stabilize the amount of gravity pulling on a person a few months ago and only until this recent rescue was I able to show everyone the efforts placed into developing this skill.”

Ochako watched as the reporter wrote furiously into his notepad, not once looking down. She couldn’t help but notice the breton hat on his head, his hair peeking from under it.

If she remembered correctly, that was the hat he got from when he went to interview the Wild Pussycats. An anniversary report relating to the Waterhose Heroes. A very emotional read now that she remembered.

“And do you plan to keep working on your Quirk?”

“I do! After all, it’s how I perfected this skill.” Ochako looked down at her hands, clenching and unclenching them. She looked at the scars that ran across them, each one a story to them. She looked back up. “Who knows what other skills I have yet to uncover! The only way I can discover them is if I keep working on perfecting my Quirk to save everyone in my reach.” Ochako said with a soft smile, watching as the freckled reporter watched her with starry eyes through his round framed glasses from Creati’s new fashion line.

Red definitely complimented him.

“Seeing as we are running out of time,” the conference planner said, hearing complaints from the myriad of reporters in the auditorium. “We’ll allow one final question pertaining-”

“Is it true you have yet to find a partner, Uravity?” One idiot reporter yelled from the back, all the senior ones groaning in annoyance.

Who’s clown was this? Who forgot to teach this idiot that asking that type of question made a conference end earlier than intended? That it got rid of all opportunity on elongating the already short conference? And why did he think about that question now? Uravity’s Q&A was in two days. Two. Days! Why couldn’t he wait until then to ask that question?

As the conference planner tried to wrap things up, Ochako sighed, grabbing the microphone from her manager, mouthing an apology.

“Can the reporter who said that please come to the front?”

Everyone looked around as they wondered what idiot had asked Uravity the question of the status of her love life.

Everyone groaned as they watched Reo walk up to the stage, the man sporting a grin as he walked up.

Reo - Cupid’s Nightmare. Notorious for digging into every hero’s love life, as if his life depended on it. (It didn’t.) He would do anything to try and grab a scoop, especially when it came to single heroines, but everyone also knew that he had a thing for the anti-gravity hero.

He even admitted it during a panel when he was a guest at Tokyo’s Hero Con last year.

“My ideal girl? Probably Uravity.”

Ochako frowned as Reo stood in front of her, fully knowing where this was going. “Can you repeat your question?”

“I asked if there’s anyone you’re seeing, Uravity.” Reo stated, taking out his phone to record their conversation. “After all, you’re the only heroine in your age group that has yet to find a partner. Being 24 years old, everyone would expect you to be a relationship or at least been through one.” Reo let out a smirk. “Any guy would die to have you, seeing as you haven’t changed a bit since your highschool years.” Reo let out a chuckle before stretching out his phone to Ochako. “So tell us, are you seeing anyone?”

Ochako sighed, wanting to badly roll her eyes, but she knew that it wasn’t worth it.

She had heard of Reo through her friends, Momo and the rest of the girls had warned her about him. How they talked about him finding their old apartment addresses, how he would stalk them, how they had to get restraining orders for him and how he would pester them until they would give him an answer to satisfy his question and make them feel uncomfortable and at times unsafe.

She wasn’t going to let him get his way. Not against her.

“First and foremost, I find it very rude and uncomfortable that my body should be the sole reason as to why someone should ever date me.” Ochako started, her lips a thin line. She hated that Reo still had a grin on his face, as if saying he had finally cornered her. Oh how wrong he was. “But setting that aside, my answer to your question is yes,” oh how she loved the way Reo’s grin fell. How his face paled. “I am seeing someone.”

Gasps filled the room, reporters shouting about who the lucky person was as camera shutters attempted to drown them down. No one watched as a breton hat made its way to the side of the stage.

“As a matter a fact, the two of us are getting married.” Ochako said with a smile, internally grinning as Reo dropped his phone, his eyes wide. “In the timespan of five months, may I add.”

The room soon filled with applause and shouts that congratulated her.

“You’re lying!” Reo shouted, Ochako still smiling. She had already done her part, so she let him go on. “You’re lying! I would’ve known if you were dating some!” Reo blabbered on, not registering as cameras rolled, filming his every word. “You’re just saying this to-”

“Why would she lie about something she greatly respects?”

More clicks and shutters filled the room as everyone stared with wide eyes as they saw Deku on stage, his hand on Uravity’s waist, snuggly pressed against him. “Seeing as you’re her biggest fan, you would think that you would know that Uravity holds marriage with the utmost respect. Or am I wrong, Reo?” Deku asked, a smirk on his face.

“Deku. How-”

“How did I get up here?” Deku tilted his head towards the side stage. “The perks of being her fiance I guess.” The room once again ruptured into shouts.

“Stop lying. The two of you.” Reo gritted through his teeth. He looked at Uravity with round eyes. “Please tell us that you were lying, Uravity. That you were simply saying it so that-”

“-so that people like you would get off her back.” Deku cut off, frowning. “Look man, do you know how frustrating it is to hold myself back every time someone kept hitting on her? How hard it was to pretend like I was just another face in the crowd? That I couldn’t punch you for saying countless disturbing things to my girlfriend?”

“Girlfriend?” Reo asked, looking at the smirk on Uravity’s face. “You’ve never-”

“Interacted with her? Um, sorry to disappoint, but I have?” Deku pretended to count his fingers. “Have been for the past five years. We’ve been dating for the past four though.”

“How can that be?”

“Result of being an ace reporter I guess.” Deku provided, telling the truth. He also had his quirklessness to thank.

When was security going to learn to place barriers that kept everyone out and just not those with Quirks? Thanks to the flaw in the system, Deku was able to slip through Quirk detection barriers and since he didn’t have one, he was able to slip every single time.

“Ace reporter my ass. You’re just another Quirkless idiot who can’t do a single thing besides run after heroes, seeing as that the next best thing besides having a Quirk.” Reo crossed his arms, smirking when Deku frowned. “What makes you think that you’re capable of protecting Uravity. Of deserving her love?”

“First off, it’s called connections buddy.” Izuku smiled, snapping his fingers. Soon, security was escorting Reo out the room, Reo shouting insults at Deku. “Second, if she chose me, that’s all I need to know that I am worthy of her love.”

“You’ll regret taking Uravity from me, you Quirkless Deku! You'll pay for this!”

“See you in court!” Deku yelled back. “I also suggest you invest in a lawyer! I’ve never seen so many lawsuits against a tabloid reporter like yourself!”

As Deku watched the room quiet down, Ochako decided to speak up.

“Now that that is over, we would be happy to answer any-”

“KISS!” Someone from the back shouted, the other reports laughing at the request. Ochako couldn’t help but also laugh, only to stop when she felt hands cup her face.

“Izuku?” Ochako stared with wide eyes as she felt his lips pressed against hers, the clicks of cameras going mute as she melted into the gesture, pulling Izuku deeper into their kiss as she closed her eyes.

How long she had waited to do this with him. To announce her happiness to the world.

How she found love with the reporter who viewed her as Ochako and not only Uravity.

The reporter who managed to sweep her off her feet by simply asking her questions about her Quirk and work along with other mundane questions about her day.

The man who talked endlessly about his job and how he enjoyed learning about Quirks despite not having one himself.

The reporter who managed to keep Reo away from her and her friends thanks to his connections and collections of blackmail.

The man named Izuku MIdoriya, who proposed to her after having received her ranking of number 11, just like the hero she had idolized as a child and who heavily inspired her career.

As the two parted from each other, Ochako stared at Izuku, watching as he stared at her with dreamy eyes before a blush formed onto his face.

“I just remembered we are on a live stream.”

#bnha #izuocha #prompting anju #anju writes

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inkofamethyst · 4 years ago

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May 22, 2021

A list of things I want to buy when that internship paycheck hit

Airpods

lowkey... I kinda wanna buy something from linennaive?? Or like, Sondeflor or something. Like most of it is way out of my price range under normal circumstances, but it could be such a cool first piece of slow fashion?? I’ll think on it.

update: I’ve thought more on it, and I don’t think I’ll necessarily rule out those places, but I think that part of my desire to make a purchase from a place like one of those is legit just Brand Hype tbh. I can stretch my money farther and support cyclical fashion by purchasing secondhand online, plus I can ask for specific measurements and stuff to ensure the fit works for me. So, yeah.

Tbh I don’t want to just spend it all though, you know, so the vast majority will go into my savings, but I do think I’d like to make a couple of big purchases (just a couple!!). My last big purchase was my iPad, I think. And I had thoroughly researched that beforehand, so I’ll almost definitely do the same with any big clothing purchase I make.

I might also try investing this summer. Like, seriously investing. I’ll be making far more than I’ll need to use, and my study abroad costs are covered, so I could totally go with a super safe investment that I add to on a regular basis but ultimately don’t need to think about. Something that grows while I’m asleep.

Also considering participating in ~focus groups~ over the summer to make some extra cash lol. Found out about it through tik tok and it seems like a viable way to make a wee bit o’ money.

ALSO I’ve really been in a... how do I describe it? A mood where I am particularly drawn to angry-sad songs. I’ve been listening to The Kill by Thirty Seconds to Mars all day, followed by Paramore’s All I Wanted, of course (I’ve been prepared for a breakup ever since Hayley Williams first blessed my ears with the refrain of that song back in middle school and while I possess huge amounts of fear toward the possibility of breaking up with someone, I lowkey... there’s also this anticipation of someone making me feel the way she felt during that song. Gives me shivers.), Creep, but the cover by Vincint instead of the original, The Grey by Icon for Hire, and Nothing Else Matters by Metallica (which is super super random I know but I can very clearly remember my discovery of that song okay (I was in gym class in ninth grade and was totally thrown off guard by the sudden 6/8 time signature in the midst of random pop songs that my gym teacher was playing, and to this day I’ve no idea what the song is referencing but 6/8 is quite entrancing so idc tbh)). Like, those six songs on repeat all day long. Plus the occasional My Immortal by Evanescence. Y’all,,, I don’t know what this means. Solid tunes tho.

Speaking of solid tunes, I know Hayloft by Mother Mother is technically a tiktok meme song, but it kinda slaps? Like I actually kinda dig it??

Okay. Two more things before I close out this entry. 1. Performative appreciation and the plight of the young black woman. 2. ...I forget. It might come back to me idk but I do remember that there were supposed to be two points made.

Alright. Remember a few... weeks? months? ago when I talked about how black people have been hiding the fact that many of us kinda find gingers attractive? Remember, the saga with that one redhead dude? Well!! Recently I watched a long-form video essay and a, well, short-form (obviously) tiktok about... well, I don’t think either of them gave it a name, but I’m going to call it performative appreciation for the purposes of this post.

(OH I REMEMBER 2. PEOPLE RANDOMLY LIKING MY OLD TUMBLR POSTS OUT OF NOWHERE THAT HAVE TO DO WITH THE DSMP)

So. Black women are constantly dunked on, we know this. We can take a look at Shane Dawson and the Shanaynay character or the way he would have his friend... Shauna(?) behave in his videos (and, I won’t lie, I was totally into that kind of stuff back in fifth grade through sixth or even seventh grade (I can’t point to a specific time where I stopped watching Shane, but it was quite a while before he broke up with Lisa, and I didn’t even stop watching because I found his content appalling or even offensive, I just wasn’t interested in the shock value stuff anymore tbh.)), or how many other (black male, specifically) comedians will adopt black female personas and poke fun at them. Black women are consistently masculine-ized compared to white women which comes from historic practices that stripped black people of their humanity. Then we’ve got a ton of young black men who simply dunk on black women as romantic partners (I ain’t here to say they can’t have preferences because you definitely can, but the comments these individuals make tend to go past simple expression of their preferences). There are also implicit messages everywhere about the unattractiveness of a “normal” black woman who either lacks european features or isn’t super busty/thicc with a tiny waist. Then we’ve got colorism with skin and hair on top of featurism...

In other words, Black women tend to grow up with a lot of ingrained insecurity.

The long-form video talked about how there are a number of white men on tiktok who make their content specifically about liking black women, almost/often to the point of fetishization, but black women eat that content up because we out here begging for the scraps of validity (I also saw another tiktok about how many black women tend to have the love language “words of affirmation,” but the video unfortunately didn’t have much to say past that, though I’d love to hear that explored because I (and y’all) definitely know that words of affirmation are key for me, almost to an unhealthy extent). The video expressed how these men are profiting off of the insecurities of black women and the natural human desire to be desired. Which, like, yeah corporations or whatever do that all the time, we know. But the video talked about how this appreciation is most likely performative in its entirety, and how it’s a shame (an understandable shame though) that black women continue to fall for it.

Now. As for the tiktok I saw this morning (and one I saw this evening which prompted this entire train of thought :/), the person was talking about how redheads specifically have wizened up to the fact that some black people find them attractive, and how this has made some just as cocky as normal white people (ayo I ain’t got nothin wrong with normal white people, by the way) which was unfortunate. And I agreed, I suppose. Then during my evening tiktok scroll, I saw a video by the redhead from the saga a few weeks back essentially bragging about how he would be the only white dude in a lineup of a black girl’s preferences. Black people in the comments were eating that stuff up.

And like, look. He’s very attractive, and he knows it, and that’s fine. And I don’t want to say that his video necessarily fell into the performative appreciation category or anything, but it did make me feel... icky. It was funny at the start, but now that my eyes have been opened as a result of that video essay... idk. It just doesn’t feel as nice anymore.

yeah.

Alright, second thing: every once in a while I’ll get a random like on one of my tumblr posts/journal entries that deal specifically with the dsmp. Now, these tend to give me a bit of whiplash because I literally do not tag any of my posts?? I don’t know how they’re being found or why tumblr is recommending these untagged, incohesive, incoherent posts to anyone. It’s just funny because I’ll jump from theorizing about the dsmp to expressing how uncomfy it makes me to be interested in it (these posts are from before I realized that those feelings were coming from a place of internalized misogyny!) to something extremely personal to something very trivial and back to a live reaction that I’m having while watching the vod of a stream. Like parkour or something. And the poor soul who liked the post and who is a real person with a real account where they reblog real things probably read all of that mess and... yeah. I simultaneously want to laugh and hide.

Alright. That’s all for tonight.

Today I’m thankful for... hm. Oh! Oh! I went to Goodwill today and found Percy Jackson’s Greek Heroes, and I think that might go onto my summer reading list. I haven’t read any Riordan in years, so it’ll be exciting to get back into that. I’ve really got to get the ball rolling with that, by the way. Maybe I’ll start by finishing the book that I started back in August 2020 and literally just never finished.

You know, speaking of Riordan, I’ve just really quickly gotta say that I really really really really really related to Annabeth as a kid? Like as a person, I felt like “Smart” was my defining character trait and that I needed to prove that I was worthy of the trait at all times, very much like Annabeth. I think that allowing her to learn that she could both be smart and still depend on the friends around her for help was like,,, a huge thing for me tbh. Much better than Hermione’s “Smart Kid” arc (for me, personally).

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