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magnoliabutters · 2 years ago

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• THOUGHT YOU DIDN'T CARE •

pairing: joel miller x (18+, she/her) reader

summary: joel and ellie are tasked to move a package from jackson to san diego. little did they know you were the "cargo..."

warnings: 18+ content, mdni, adult language, cordycep apocalypse related violence & weapons, canon divergence, tlou part 1 & 2 spoilers; angst, medium to slow burn, pet names, voyuerism, sub!joel and dom!reader, age gap in pairing, masturbation, etc.

word count: ~6.3k

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request: by @yourmomsmilfmistress; katrina babes, i have another idea!!! i was thinking something along the lines of (whatever male character you want/ im not picky) is OBSESSED with reader and one day after a torturous hangout he starts to 🍆💦 ( ya know) after she leaves and for some reason it's not working and it's like he's just edging himself but (of course) reader comes and walks in on it and it's like sub!male and dom!reader smut!!!

note: um… most definitely. the way i thought of joel freaking miller instantly. sub male? common now 😈 we are set in a post-tlou part 2 world where no one died, abby who?, and ellie lives happily on the farm (aka 20+ age). also, loosely following the plot of part 1. for visuals of characters, i am moving forward with what we’ve seen so far of hbo’s part one and game’s part two casting. although as it’s older ellie, i went with video game looks. hopefully that makes sense. enjoy my fellow hoes ⚡️

Don't tell them your name. Just tell them you're there to see Maria.

His words keep running through your head as you gallop atop your trusted steed, Horse. He told you, repeatedly, that they will find you - not the other way around. All you needed to do was get to the vicinity of Jackson County. Well, you are about a mile into said county and you haven't come across a single person. Let alone, a single runner.

The two things cannot co-exist this far from the cities. If there are no runners or clickers, then there must be people. If there are infected, there are no people. But emptiness? That is something unheard of. It puts you on edge. You swear you want to just yell, yell to draw something out. But that would be stupid. You don't know how many are out here ... people or infected.

You hop over a razor wired fence in the middle of the road. Its height hits a the top of your knee. Perfect stop runners. Your first sign that people have been in this neck of the woods. The deeper you get into Jackson County, you wonder why all you need to say is "I'm here to see Maria." Would these people attack you and saying those words would be the only thing to stop them? Or are they dumb enough to bring just about anyone back into their town? You have absolutely no clue what he has signed you up for.

Fear stands your hairs on end. It fuels your adrenaline and heart as Horse guides you into an opened field. On the main road, you read a sign that displays "surface may be icy." You're thankful you were assigned this job in the middle of July. In front of you, you note green ivory glued to the brick walls of an old music store. The roads were shit, as usual. Cracks and bumps from overgrowth and lack of maintenance. You hope they are not too rough on Horse's shoes. She had them switched out in Colorado, back when you saw your people last.

Horse abruptly stops. Harsh enough for your full body to push up against her back. "Fuck," you grumble with a hand to your head. "What the hell?" You slowly open your eyes to note the clicker before you. With widening eyes, you swiftly reach to unhook your knife from the saddle. As quiet as a mouse, you hop off of the pillion and carefully land your feet on the grass below. You side step as you make your way closer. its clicks grow louder as it uses its echolocation in the opposite direction.

Your eyes are constantly moving, wondering if there are any other infected around. There is luckily no movement. Just one single clicker. The fungi sporadically growing throughout its body. The cordyceps on full display on its face - if you can even call it a face. In your last two steps, you rush up to it. You hook your arm over its chest. Your fingers curve over its shoulder as you grip tightly against the rough flesh. With your other hand, you stab your knife into the crook of its neck. It quickly became limp in your arms. You let slide off your body and ultimately onto the road.

"Drop the knife," you hear behind you. The voice is rough and booming. You gradually put your hands up. You drop the knife, careful to have it fall upon its hilt and not its blade. "On your knees," it bellows. You laugh, tilting your head to the side. "No can do," you scoff. "I only get on my knees when I want to." The man behind you laughs as he slowly walks up to you. His boots crunching against the dirt and gravel.

"On your knees," another voice appears. Despite its higher tone, it is just as rough. A smile grows upon your face as you carefully drop to your knees. "Oh for you, of course," you mutter to the woman. She quickly grabs hold of your wrist and places it behind your back. Her grip harsh and tight. You release a laugh as you lean back into your captor. "I'm here for Maria," you mutter.

Abruptly, the movements behind you stop. The grasp remains tight. "Maria?" the exasperated man's voice pushes through the air. His boots' steps become faster as he rushes behind you. "Why?" the woman asks. You feel the cool head of a gun at the back of your neck. "Hey, hey, hey," you furiously mumble. "I-I'm a smuggler. I'm with a group of people who told me Maria owes them one. I just got sent here for her to pay the debt."

The gun is pressed harder against your neck. "What debt?" the man's voice asks. You move your head to the side, attempting to pull yourself away from the gun's focused point. The gun holder makes sure it stays against your skin despite your movements. "I don't even know, man. I was just sent here. They told me to say 'I'm here for Maria' and that she would know what to do," you spit out.

You hear the man pace behind you. He sighs heavily. His voice hushed as he speaks towards the woman. "I don't feel good about this, El," he whispers. "Does she have any people in her past?" the woman asks. "Not that I know of," he says as those steps draw closer once more. You are suddenly pushed to the ground. You cut up your chin as you couldn't catch yourself in time. "Fuck," you mutter into the ground. "Your name," he mumbles. "I don't have time for games." You yell as your palms lay flat against the surface. "Rita," you quickly lie.

"Alright, Rita," the man's voice bustles behind you. "Let's go." Next thing you knew, a bag was pulled over your head. Your head was then banged against the hard rubber bedding of a truck.

They grip against the bag over your head so hard that it pulls on some of your hair as it uncovers your face. Your eyes slowly blink to adjust to the light. "Shit," you grumble as you relax your arms, only to realize that you were tied to a chair. Rope. Fuck, you think. Rope hurts the most.

"Now, Rita, I'm not going to ask again. Why are you here for Maria?" The familiar voice asks. You squint to look in his direction. A latino man with slicked black hair crouches before you. You look behind him to recognize that you were in a stable - a wooden stable. There is hay all over the floor, but no horses. What kind of stable doesn't have horses? As your eyes trail back towards your feet, you note red splotches staining the wooden floor below you. "Damn it," you whisper the elongated swear under your breath. You know exactly what kind of place this is.

"I told you already, man," you whine. "My people didn't tell me shit. Just that I was assigned a job and Maria owed a ride." You look into the brown eyes staring holes into your face. "I'm here to collect on that ride," you whisper. "To where?" the man asks. "I'll tell Maria ... once I get my ride," you answer with a smirk. The man raises his fist as his upper lip tenses. You wince at the sight.

“Tommy!” You recognize the woman’s voice as he holds back his fist. She walks out from the darkness of one of the stables. You smile at the sight. She looks younger than you. Her reddish brown hair gave you goosebumps. Her eyes a greenish blueish grey. Something you would have envied as a child. She some how looks sweet, but also has clearly endured so much in her short time.

“So, we have Tommy,” you share as you nod towards the man. “And El,” you murmur as you look up to her. You smile - a smile that El winces at. “I’m not here to cause trouble,” you sigh as you attempt to shrug against the chair. “I don’t want to give anyone grief. I just need to talk to-” Suddenly, a remarkable woman bursts through the doors. Another man at her side. Her eyes serious and hellbent. Her skin a deep and beautiful brown. She is undeniably gorgeous, and surprisingly pregnant. She definitely had the glow, complete with her large firmed bump. “Tommy, what the hell is this?” she asks sternly.

Maria, you think. They never gave you a picture, but you knew from the second she commanded that room. The second both Tommy and El backed away from you. Their hands either up or open at their sides. She was in charge. And she was headed right for you. “Maria,” you say with a sing songy voice. Her head shoots your way. “I need a ride.”

Maria stares down at your smile. Her upper lip pulls, just like Tommy’s. “Where?” she asks calmly. “San Diego,” you answer. “San Diego?” she scoffs. “I don’t owe them that much.” You tilt your head, smiling to yourself. “Well, someone thinks you do,” you smirk. Tommy grunts as he steps towards you. Maria quickly puts out an arm across his chest.

With a sigh, she returns her gaze to you. Her arm still across his chest. You are curious about those two. “I obviously can’t take you myself,” she mutters. “Obviously,” you affirm as you nod towards her stomach. “I’ll find you someone. You’ll leave in the morning,” she says carelessly. She turns around and speaks to her people. “Untie her,” she says under her breath.

The man who walked in with her quickly follows through with her demand. You rub your wrists and forearms where the rope’s red rings pressed into your skin. You stand with the devil’s smile across your face. El is the first to walk up to you, while Tommy’s eyes are still daggers. “Hey, sorry,” she says as she rubs the back of her neck. “Things didn’t go so well the last time a new person asked about one of our people.” You hum as you nod. “Make sense,” you say under your breath as you return your gaze to Tommy.

“Maria’s his wife,” El adds as she follows your eyes. “He’s been extra sensitive, given the baby and all.” You smile at her words. She pulls your attention. “It’s also Ellie by the way,” she mumbles. She gestures goodbye and walks out. “Rita?” the man asks. You look at him with confusion. “My name’s Jesse. Come on, follow me.” With hesitation, you follow the tall man out into the dark night.

Your eyes quickly fall upon the string lights crossing from building to building. It is so beautiful your mouth gapes open. “We have a small bed and breakfast for travelers,” he shares as he points to a building at the end of the street. “Shit - a bed and breakfast?” you scoff under your breath. As you walk, you note the happy and clean people randomly walking about. They are loud - comfortably loud. It must be nice.

“Where you from?” Jesse asks. His gaze stuck on you. “I don’t do small talk,” you say with a weak smile. “I don’t mean to be rude.” He laughs, raising his hands. “No, I get it. Just trying to make conversation,” he answers. “Oh, well if we’re making conversation, tell me what your favorite color is,” you teasingly laugh. He chuckles, shooting you a sweet smile. “Orange,” he scoffs. “You?” You nod, smiling as you step onto the front deck of this apparent bed and breakfast. “Green.”

With quick goodbyes, you go inside and easily secure your room. The room is on the first floor. Inside the small space, you have a worn down desk, chair, and bed. Your pack is already resting against the foot of the bed frame. You grab the back of the chair and hook it underneath the door’s knob. You turn the lock and deadbolt the door. When you finally lay back to rest, you reflect on your day. It didn’t go as well as you had hoped - as you had been told. But at least you are alive. At least you are on your way to San Diego.

After the best sleep of your life, Jesse led you to a building across the way. Maria, Tommy, Ellie, Jesse, another woman and a man sit alongside a long dinner table. The woman appears sweet. She sits closely to Ellie. The man is something else. His demeanor laid back, like he had no care in the world. His face kind, but also worn thin after years of this shit world. You can immediately see through the facade and know he is good. But damn does he give off such a strong guard dog vibe. He has random patches of grey amongst his black hair and beard. His eyes dark, but youthful. You struggle to keep your eyes off of him. He watches you, though. He sized you up as soon as you walked through the door.

“Rita,” Maria calls out. You are too busy attempting to watch him through your eye lashes. “Rita,” she says louder. You quickly turn your attention to her. Only now remembering that Rita was the name you gave them. “Yes,” you answer with high energy. “These are my best people,” she shares. “I want Joel and Ellie on this.” Ellie sits up straight, shocked as she exchanges looks with the girl beside her. The two begin to discuss in hushed tones. The man abruptly turns towards Maria, disingenuously laughing under his breath. “No, Maria,” he scoffs. “That ain’t happening.” The man stands, his hands firm against the table. He must be Joel. Rarely have you met someone who’s name perfectly fits them. It makes you smile.

Maria sighs as though she saw this coming. “I would go myself-” she starts. “So let me go,” Tommy interjects. Joel and Maria quickly respond “no” in unison. Maria takes a breath as she slowly looks to her partner. “I’m about to pop. You can’t go,” she whispers. “I need you.” Tommy solemnly nods as he looks back towards the rest of the group. Maria turns back to Ellie with patient eyes. “Ellie, Dina - are y’all okay with this?” she asks. Dina nods, looking at Ellie. "J.J. will be fine. You should go," she whispers. Ellie then turns to Maria and nods.

Joel's scoff could be heard from two buildings down. "This is bullshit, Maria and you know it," he yells as he slams his hand against the table. Tommy stands, pointing towards him. "Watch it, Joel," he warns through gritted teeth. Maria takes a breath as she looks between Ellie and Joel. "You two have gone across state lines more times than any of us. This should be easy as pie," she says softly. He rolls his eyes as a deep, unenthused chuckle falls from his lips. "What's the cargo?" he asks with furrowed brows as he looks off in the distance.

Maria turns towards you. She rakes over you with slight confusion and hesitation. Within a second, there was a moment where her face smoothed out. She took a breath and returned to Joel. "She is," she states with finality. Your face remains looking down the table, but your eyes travel to Joel's seat. He gradually turns to look at the group. With a guttural growl, he says, "Absolutely not." Maria throws her hands up. "Joel, they will come to collect. I will not put anyone else's life in danger," she yells.

"If they come to collect, they can take her dead body," Joel booms as he pulls a gun from his holster and points it towards your head. You remain still. Your breathing intensified as the remainder of the group stands to their feet. "Joel," Maria says softly. "We need her - whether you like it or not. We need her in San Diego." Joel exhales through his flared nostrils. His mouth tight as he looks down at you through the sights of his pistol.

"What's so important about her?" he asks as he lowers the gun. Maria sighs in relief. "I don't know," she shakes her head. "All I know is these people helped us in a pinch back when me and dad started up. They said they'd come to collect and all they needed was a team to get something to San Diego." Tommy watches her intently. It must have been the first time she shared this with him. "I've seen what these people have done when groups don't pay up, Joel," she mutters. "We will not win that fight without losing everything."

Joel sucks his tongue against the back of his teeth. He holsters his gun and walks towards the front door. He hooks a backpack over his shoulder and turns back towards the group. "Ellie?" he asks as he slowly opens the door. You turn to watch Ellie kiss Dina. She presses her head against hers and whispers things you cannot make out. They separate with a strong embrace. Ellie walks towards Joel. "You coming, Rita?" she calls out behind her. You stand immediately. Your shocked eyes fall upon Maria and Tommy as you attempt to process everything that has happened in the past few minutes. You grab your pack and walk out to meet the pair in the street.

Ellie watches Joel with trust and a hint of distaste. You wonder about their story. As you walk up, the two stop talking and turn to look at you. "Hello," you greet awkwardly. "While we're out there, you do exactly what I say - when I say. Understand?" Joel says sternly as he points a finger in your face. How could those sweet eyes simultaneously look so threatening? "Understood," you whisper under your breath as you exchange looks with Ellie.

Joel quickly turns and heads straight to what looks like a mechanic's garage. "Does he always have a stick up his ass?" you ask as you skip to catch up with Ellie. She smiles, nervously biting her lip. "At first," she mutters under her breath as her eyes remain on him. "The Chevy," he asks a man standing behind the desk. He promptly hands him keys without question. You nod, noting how nice it must be to live in Jackson.

"Chevy, huh?" you say, attempting to start a conversation with the man. Joel completely ignores you as he slides the keys into the door handle. "Nice try, but he's not going to crack for a while," Ellie whispers in your ear as she walks to the other side of the truck. You laugh as you open the side door and hop into the backseat. "Seatbelt," he says softly as he points Ellie's way. "Oh," she mutters as she slides it over her body and clips it at her side.

The three of you sat in silence for the first hour of the trip. It was unbearably boring. Wyoming's sights were not as incredible outside of Jackson county. You wish you could sleep, but did not trust the two enough to even try. "Joel," Ellie starts but continues to laugh. "Remember when we cleared this hotel. Remember the tomatoes?" She laughs so hard that she holds her stomach. She leans fully against the passenger seat as she kicks her feet up. You swear you watch Joel crack a smile as he watches the girl burst into a laughing fit. You wish you got a better look.

"What happened with the tomatoes?" you curiously ask Ellie. She turns, struggling to speak between laughs. As she starts, Joel quickly interrupts her. "Don't tell her anything. She's cargo, nothing more," he instructs. Ellie sinks into her chair. Her expression perplexed as she seemed excited to share. "Just cargo, huh?" you taunt. His face remains still as he eyes focus on the road. "Wow, you Jackson people are the sweetest I've ever met," you say sarcastically. "Maybe I should just dip out on this trip. I can probably make it on my own."

Joel quickly slams against the breaks. Your shoulder digs into the back of his seat as you let out a stunned groan. "What the hell?!" you yell. "We are taking you to San Diego, or we are taking your body," he turns to say with stern eyes. You place distance between you two. A sudden rush of alertness and danger bursting through your body. "Let me be clear. I don't care if you're dead or alive by the end of this trip. We are paying off Maria's debt," he seethes. "I'd recommend shutting up if you plan to get there alive."

You suck your tongue against your cheek as you laugh under your breath. You lean back harshly against the back of your seat. "Eyes on the road, asshole," you say as you nonchalantly gesture towards the street. He rolls his eyes as he faces forward behind the wheel. He presses on the gas gradually. Ellie sits in awkward silent with a tight lip. She finds comfort in looking out the window.

Less than a week has gone by and you are barely crossing the border into Utah. In each passing day, you learn something new about Ellie. She loves to draw. She met her partner, Dina, on the first day she got to Jackson. Her son is named after Jesse and Joel. She calls him her "potato" - an incredible nickname you find endearing. The days are starting to blend together, but Ellie remains a highlight of each.

Joel, on the other hand, has remained annoyingly silent. He solely speaks to Ellie. If he does choose to talk to you, it is usually some demand where he forgot how to say "please." He is abundantly cold. It is infuriating. Here and there, you catch him staring your way. His glimpses seem familiar, as opposed to his usual and intentional looks of anger.

He never looks at your eyes, but his gaze tends to fall on your lips and hair. Any time you caught his eye line, he would immediately look away. The way his gaze lingered on you always left you in a ball of confusion. You thought you would have been on edge, being stared at for hours on end. Yet, you loved it. It made you feel seen. It made you feel beautiful. If he wasn't so vocal about his disapproval, you would think he had a "thing" for you. For now, you just enjoy his looks - hoping they are filled with adoration and not hatred.

Luckily for the three of you, communication was not needed as much when taking out the infected. The trio even came across a group of clickers a day ago. Without saying a word, the three put on their gas masks and stepped into the spores. They could all hear the clicking echoing through the old and damaged walls. With only nods and looks, the three separated and silently took down each clicker.

You turned to look at them with excitement. “That was awesome!” you said joyously. “Very SWAT-team.” Ellie was kind enough to crack a smile as she cleaned her blade on the side of her jeans. You turned to Joel, waiting for any reaction. He gave you absolutely nothing. He shook off the blood on his machete and gracefully placed it back onto his backpack. He then immediately moved toward the cabinets in front of him to search for supplies. God, did he really not have a sense of humor?

Tonight, you find yourself resting beside Ellie in a closed off room. The day was once again filled with ambiguous look exchanges with Joel. Your body aches from taking out runners. You wonder if you'll be in pain for the entire trip. The room rests at the end of a long hallway with no other entrances or exits. The only doorway to the outside was located at the end of the hallway and was guarded by the one, Joel Miller. You continued to wrestle with sleep as you lay uncomfortably in your sleeping bag. You have now spent hours staring at the plant infested ceiling. Ellie, luckily, rests peacefully at your side. She felt safe enough to put earbuds in to help her sleep. Another thing of hers to be jealous of.

After a few hours, you decide that it will most likely be impossible for you to sleep tonight. You quietly stand and put your pajama shorts over your undies. You open the door into the hallway. It's long corridor was scarier at night. You pull your flashlight from your pocket. Clicking it on, you remind yourself that the only door is at the very front. You would undeniably see if anyone entered the dark hallway with you.

As you reach the end of the hall, you begin to hear quiet moans coming from the other side of the door. Your mind quickly rushes to the thought of a runner making their way inside. But once you hear slight heavy breathing and groans, you immediately recognize that the sounds were coming from Joel. Excitement bursts through your chest as you press your ear against the door. You could not have imagined a better sound escaping his lips. His groans sound so sweet, so supple. You wish you could be the reason they fall from his lips.

You nervously turn back to see that the door at the other end of the lengthy hallway remained close. There was no way anyone would be able to hear at the other end. Not unless they were right where you were standing. With a smile, you hear his breathing louden. You wish you could see him. See his brows pulling together as his mouth hangs open. You wish you could watch him stroking himself. You would bet on your life that his cock was large and girthy. You have been stealing glances of it beneath his tight jeans.

Your mouth starts to water as you hear his moans grow louder. It takes all your strength and will not to burst through the doorway and beg him to let you help. God, would you absolutely beg for that man - without question. You wonder who's on his mind. Who could possibly be the lucky person whom he is wanking off to? Your legs feel weak. You actually contemplate sitting down and playing with yourself alongside his intoxicating moans.

“Oh, Rita,” you hear fall from his mumbling lips. Your entire body lights up with pleasure. He is thinking about you… Your legs buckle beneath you as you struggle to stay standing. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you hear escape his lips. He must be close. You swear you can hear the slapping against his skin. All your blood rushes towards your clit. You want him - bad.

Out of no where, Joel stops. You hear a sound of frustration but remain curious. Was he edging himself? Shit. Why is that even hotter? you think to yourself. His moans slowly start again. Your mouth hangs open as you tighten your knees together. The friction feels good but it’s definitely not enough. You wish you could touch him. You wish he would be muttering your name as your hand strokes his dick. You wish his big hands could hold your head down as you take all of him in your mouth.

Almost as though you two were connected, Joel’s moans started to repeat more and more. His breathing heavies as your knees tighten harsher and harsher against themselves. Your clit now pulsating, desperate for stimulation. You cover your mouth, hoping your own gasping breaths were not loud enough to hear in the other room.

His voice strains as he gets closer and closer. He mumbles again, “Yes, Rita.” Shit, why aren’t you already in there? Your entire body is on fire but, oh, so nervous. You hear his skin slapping against each other. His moans growing louder. You hear a bump against the wall. His voice begins to break. God, he’s so fucking close.

“Oh baby just like that,” Joel whines. “Cum for me,” you whisper on repeat. Then silence fills the air. You worry if he might have heard you. You’re sure that him catching you listening in is so much worse than you catching him jacking off. “Damn it,” he yells softly with a grunt. That’s when you realize he isn’t edging on purpose. It seems like he can’t get past that final push. To release all that pent up energy.

You could help him. You know you want to. It’s the right thing to do. He must be in so much pain - all swollen down there, thinking about you. You would be helping him. You are so selfless. With a deep breath for courage, you quickly knock and open the door.

You spot Joel in his jean shirt. His legs are spread wide while he sits, bare, on the couch. His pants wrapped around his ankles as he holds his lengthy cock in one hand. His head rests back onto his other. As he hears the door creak open, he nervously grabs hold of a pillow and covers himself. You have never once seen shock and worry on the man’s face until now.

“Shit,” he yells as he scrambles to cover himself. You play dumb, covering your gaping mouth with your hand. “I’m so sorry Joel,” you whisper. “I-I thought I heard my name so I came out here,” you slyly taunt as you end with a smirk. Joel’s usual annoyed face returns as he realizes you know the truth. “Why didn’t you just come get me?” you ask innocently as you sit on the arm rest of his couch.

Joel watches you in confusion as he recognizes your advances. “I shouldn’t have done this, I’m-” he starts. You swiftly interrupt, “No need for apologies. I’m just confused is all.” You gracefully fall beside him. Your bare thigh touching his. The tips of your fingers dance atop his thigh. His grip onto the pillow covering his unit grows tighter by the second. “I thought you didn’t care about me,” you whisper as you lean closer to his face. You are now still, a few inches from his face.

"We don't have to do this," Joel mutters. His teeth locked as he watches you. He must think he's in danger. No, its quite the opposite. "Do what, Joel?" you ask as you pull away from him. You note a chair across from him. His backpack is sprawled over it. You carefully carry the backpack and place it closer to him. To show him that you are not something to be scared of. You then turn to sit in the chair. Your legs spread open as you bite your lip. Your eyes rake over the vulnerable man in front of you.

Joel watches you. He takes in shaky breaths. It is almost as though he is more nervous, now that he understands your intent. "Don't stop on my accord," you say as you gesture towards him. You slowly cross your leg over the other, batting him off with your eye lashes. You gently laugh as you watch him sit still, uncomfortable. "Oh, I get it," you murmur with a nod. "You need help." You watch your shoulder as you slowly push your spaghetti strap off it. You do the same with the other side. When you look back at him, a smirk is shown across your face.

His eyes are darker than normal. He still holds the pillow firmly against the skin between his legs. "Don't stop, Miller," you whisper as you slowly pull your shirt up. You expose your breasts to the cool air. Your nipples immediately harden. He involuntarily bites his lip as his eyes grow full of wonder. With that, he gradually pulls the cover off and shows his enormous cock. You start salivating. Fuck, you knew it would be big.

Joel's thumb starts to move slowly up and down his shaft. His eyes now fully on you. No pulling away this time. Pleasure fills your chest as you raise your chin and open your mouth. You lick your lips, hell-bent on tasting him. He starts to smile between soft moans. His rubbing becoming quicker as your hands calmly travel up your stomach and to your tits.

His breathing shakes harder as your fingers circle your nipples. Your tongue resting gently against your bottom lip. He loves it. His moans become louder as he watches you. "Oh baby," escapes his lips as he watches your sensual movements. "The name's y/n," you whisper. You smile at the shock spreading across his face. "I want to make sure you're moaning the right girl's name this time."

"Your name's y/n," Joel mutters under his breath. His movements stop as he watches you gradually open your legs. Your shorts clearly expose your inner thighs. It shows enough to give him the slightest sneak peek. "And your name is Joel," you coo. “Does that change anything?” He scoffs. A smile spreads across his face. First time you’ve seen it and shit is it beautiful. “Not a single thing,” he mutters. “Then rub one out for me, daddy,” you whisper as your hand travels down your stomach and atop your shorts.

Joel presses his tongue against his cheek as his smile grows larger. His hand starts to rub against his hardened cock. His fingers wrapped around his girth. You bite your lip. You wish it was your hand, but you are not giving up control. “Yeah, start slow,” you murmur as you adjust in your seat. His eyes track you. His eye line at your lips, waiting for the words to just flow out.

His breathing intensifies as he drops his jaw in excitement. “Ooo, just like that,” you whisper as you try to maintain deep breaths. Your clit begins to pulsate. Begging you to jump atop of him. “What next, y/n?” he asks with a gaping mouth. He fully enunciates your name with a smirk at the end. You laugh as your brows bounce. “Hm,” you think aloud. Your finger tapping against your chin. “Have your other hand play with your balls.”

Joel’s brow raises as he’s slightly taken aback. “Don’t make me say it twice,” you playfully seethe through your teeth. He sighs with a smile as his other hand moves from atop his thigh. He cups his balls slowly. A thumb rubbing between them. You suck in a deep breath as you adjust again in your sit. You can’t get comfortable. Your body screams that the only seat you want is on his lap.

His lower jaw keeps moving as deep breaths fall from his lips. “Shit,” he breathes. His eyes close ever so slightly. “Mmm’such a good boy,” you whisper. “Let me hear you.” He gasps as the muscles in his legs begin to tighten. He lets out a low moan. One so deep your entire body shakes. You let out a hesitant breath as your hand covers your mouth. You are trying so hard to keep in control, to be the dominant one - but shit did you want him to wreck your pussy so badly.

“I know you can moan louder than that,” you murmur with a grin. Joel softly laughs and quickens his movements. His breath is fast. His eyes closed. He sits up straighter. His hand slaps against his skin. You spot precum falling from his tip. “Shit,” you mumble under your breath. His head starts to fall back. It rests against the wall. He moves faster and faster. You squeeze your thighs together, holding your breath.

“Fuck, baby,” he whines. You could just about faint. “God, you’re going to make me cum, y/n.” You dig your nails into your thighs. You want nothing more than to see this gorgeous man cum all over himself. “Cum for me, Joel,” you whisper in excitement. Your entire body feels on fire. Goosebumps travel throughout your skin. “I want your big cock deep inside me, Joel. Please cum for me,” you gripe in an innocent voice.

“Oh, fuck,” Joel moans as his brows pull together. He squeezes his eyes shut tighter than before. You hear his voice raise in pitch. Higher and higher as his body moves faster and faster. You note him thrusting into his own hand. He looks so strong. He would feel so good thrusting inside of you. Finally, his breathing fastens and he starts to moan louder than before.

“I’m cumming. I’m cumming, y/n,” he whisper yells as his body tenses up. You immediately rush in front of him. You sit on your knees as you watch the show, up close and personal. Beads of cum stream down his elongated cock as he strokes firmly. You place much effort in keeping your hands to your sides. You watch as his breaths begin to slow.

“Fuck, Joel,” you say breathless. His eyes start to open. He lets out a gentle laugh through his smiling face. You crawl between his legs. His smile quickly falling as he curiously watches you. There you sit, his softened unit before you. “Your turn to help me, Miller,” you say as you bite your lips. His smile re-emerges as his hand pushes your shoulder back towards the ground. His body slides over you until his face hovers above yours. “Yes, ma’am,” Joel whispers as he plants a kiss on your lips so hard, yet so soft, that you completely fall head over heels for the man.

note: whatcha think? joel screams sub and fuck do i love it. also episode 3?? can someone just cry with me about that real quick? shall there be a part two? 🤫

*edit: there shall be & here it is

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drivestraight · 2 months ago

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Do you think fanfic has changed you as a reader?

Every time I've been recommended a popular romance/drama novel, I read the summary or the first chapter and I literally cannot get through it for how cringe the writing is. It feels like a teenager wrote it. Grammatically it's fine, but the writing style and plot points and character names always make me stop reading. And I like to think that I've read many fanfics that were better. But I'm starting to wonder if it's because I've immersed myself in fic so much that that style of writing has become the new normal for me.

I haven't read a lot of novels in the past few years, but when I have it's been non-romance focused fiction, and mostly rereading books I already love. Sci-fi, mainly, but also children's action/adventure series (which I also find to be better written than anything YA or romance).

Do you relate to this, or am I too deep in the fanfic rabbit hole that I crave specific fanfic-isms? Has fanfic made me a lazy reader because I already know the world and characters and I just don't have patience for new characters and new worldbuilding?

I always feel like I should read other things.. but I just can't get myself to pick up a new book and actually follow through reading it.

i think it’s a mix. i think a lot of published fiction is generally bad and a lot of fanfiction is stupidly good. but that can go the other way around.

in the end they ARE different mediums. like you said, with fanfic you alr are immersed in the world, you alr know all the characters, and oftentimes you don’t have to worldbuild because the bones are alr there, and you can build off of it and a lot of the times go deeper than what is there IRL/in canon, whatever.

but also. a lot of fanfiction is Lazy writing — that’s the point. you can gloss over things/skills that are absolutely necessary when writing a story from scratch. and that leads to lazy reading. a lot of fanfic only reads as good because it IS fanfic, and i don’t think that’s a bad thing, just something to be aware of.

i do think that when u primarily read fanfic it can be hard to trust traditional books. i also don’t really read YA or romance books because if i want to read about two people falling in love oftentimes i’ll just read ff lol but it’s like — i think you’re allowed to read whatever you want at the end of the day. i don’t think you’re better if you only read fanfic or only read published media. fanfic is an easy access to community thru fandom and much more accessible, so there’s that.

i think if you really want to get back into published book reading, despite having trouble with it, you just have to be more patient, but also maybe recognize that just because a book is published doesn’t mean it’s good.

TLDR yeah, maybe ur brain has rotted from reading too much fanfiction but at the end of the day i don’t think it’s too big of a deal. have fun doing whatever you want. you’re not hurting anyone

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knightinink · 1 year ago

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🔥So, Why Dip?☕

Well, I’ll tell ‘ya. Get your blankets & warm drinks, & get ready for a fireside chat with me about why I absolutely, positively, love Dip.

🔥 ☕

Their characters are so interesting to me, because on the surface, they seem like night & day; complete opposites that would never get along with one another. Digging a little deeper into their character, however, reveals that there’s more to them than initially meets the eye.

-Damien Thorn is the angry son of Satan. On the surface, he’s loud, disruptive, & prone to violence. He stands up on tables & desks, throws things & people around with his demonic abilities, & sets things on fire, among many other inferred powers that he inherited from his father.

-Phillip “Pip” Pirrup is an orphaned English boy who came to the little town of South Park from England. On the surface, he’s a very happy-go-lucky kid, always willing to put others before himself, seeming to not have a mean bone in his body (except for maybe during the dodgeball games).

These characters seem like they have nothing in common & would never be seen together, but they go a lot deeper than that, & they are more similar than one might think.

-Damien Thorn is the son of Satan, someone who’s constantly on the move, & thus his son must follow. Because of this, Damien never gets the chance to make & keep friends, resulting in him being a very lonely kid. Someone in Satan’s position has a lot of responsibility; being the ruler of Hell is a very taxing job, & is one that keeps him very busy. When Satan’s not drowning in work, he’s off with his new boyfriend doing who knows what. Between work & his romantic endeavors, Satan has very little time for Damien, resulting in his kid not being payed much attention by the only family member he has, & the only other person he’s really known. Parental involvement is very important for a kid Damien’s age (8yrs), & because he’s not getting it, he acts out to get attention. This has worked for him at home, so he figures it’ll work when he goes to a new school, & behaves in a chaotic manner as mentioned above. He acts this way because he knows that it works to get him the attention he wants (but what he wants is positive attention, & his acting out doesn’t get him that, but at this point he’s desperate & takes what he can get).

-Phillip “Pip” Pirrup was orphaned at a young age, left with only his eldest sister of more than 20yrs to look after him, alongside her husband Joe Gargery. Pip’s sister resents his existence, & makes sure to remind him of this daily, & is verbally, physically, & emotionally abusive towards him. Pip doesn’t seem bothered much by this however, but perhaps maybe he just deals with it by keeping a smile on his face & looking on the bright side of things. Joe is the complete opposite of his wife: none-too bright, but is very caring & emotionally aware, & looks out for Pip whenever he can. Everyone in this little town on the marshes seems to despise Pip as well, (including his short-lived love interest & girlfriend Estella); everyone but Joe, who is a trusted friend to Pip (as well as a father figure for him). Perhaps Joe is why Pip keeps smiling. Throughout the many misfortunes that happen to Pip while living in England, he always keeps his chin up, & he seems to keep this attitude when he comes over to the states. Unfortunately, everyone here despises him as well, or is weirded out by him, as he does not follow “normal” South Park customs at all. He dresses different & talks funny, so he is often resultingly singled-out among his peers & bullied by them (& some of the adults as well!). Learning that he is an orphan only fuels the fire, as he has no parental-figure with him to protect him, thus everyone can pick on him with practically no consequences.

Bottom line, both Pip & Damien are lonely kids who have no friends, no one they can relate to, no stable parental presence, & who seek out attention by acting out or becoming a punching bag.

-When they first meet, Pip tries reaching out to Damien, being a hand he can grab onto being the new kid in town & the new student in class. Pip knows what that’s like & no one ever really came to him to help him feel welcome, so when he has the opportunity to do just that, he takes it. Damien, not really knowing how to interact much with kids his own age, isn’t very friendly towards Pip, but he lets the blond stick around, as he would rather not be alone. Pip gets on his nerves with his cheeriness & optimism, but not enough for the demon to drive him away. This continues on for a few days & they seem to be growing just a little bit closer, but Damien still doesn’t know how to handle any feelings other than anger, so that’s what he barricades himself with. The demon does notice however, that the other boys at school seem a lot more popular than Pip, & his desire to be given attention overrides any other desire he has, resulting in The Dip Firework Incident Of ‘98. The Betrayal.

-As Damien is walking with the other boys to go watch the boxing match between his father & Jesus, the wailing sirens of an ambulance rushing by makes him feel a tightness in his chest, in a way he can’t describe. He doesn’t want to look wimpy in front of his new friends though, so he pushes that feeling down. He doesn’t recognize it nor does he know what it is, but he would later piece together that what he was feeling was regret, remorse, & guilt.

-When Satan wins the match & goes back down to Hell, Damien must go with him & leave all of his new friends. As soon as he left the vicinity however, he could just overhear them saying how they felt bad for him, but he was still some weirdo-freaky kid, & they were relieved someone so dangerous was finally leaving & things could go back to normal. Feeling betrayed himself, those feelings from earlier come back, & he doesn’t know what, but something within him is telling him to go find the little British boy & apologize to him, remembering some faint memory of his father once telling him to “treat others how you would want to be treated”, & all Damien wanted right now was to feel better from the betrayal of the other boys, slowly realizing the blond must be feeling the same way. He deserves an apology, at the very least. (this fic details where their relationship is when Damien goes back down to Hell with his father) (tldr; they’re good, Damien felt bad & apologized & Pip forgave him)

-Fast-forwarding to when Pip gets killed by Mecha Streisand-

-To make things more angsty because I always love that, I think Pip would be sent up to Heaven first, adorned with new wings & a halo, & would be awaiting all day among a huge crowd of people to be checked in at the pearly gates. Once it’s finally his turn, however, he is denied entry, & he is crestfallen; he thought he had always been such a good boy while he was alive, he was sure of it! But they point out his count of murder (Miss Havisham), arson (The Satis House), & worst of all, befriending the son of the devil. Before he can get a word in, they rip his wings & halo away from him & -quite literally- kick him out of Heaven & down into Hell. He lands there, wounded, & Satan is immediately notified of a newly arrived Fallen into Hell, & brings Damien along with him (pt3 of this fic!).

-While Pip’s on the mend, he & Damien spend a lot of time together, & by the time he’s completely healed, the two have become inseparable.

-They finally, finally have someone who will give them the time of day, & be interested in what they have to say!

-As I’ve talked about here a couple times before, my favorite way to characterize Damien is that he puts up an angry, mean front to protect himself from getting hurt, because deep down inside, he’s a very insecure little kid with no one else like him that he can relate to, & he’s very afraid of what could happen if others were to see this side of him; who he really is. He’s often very unsure of himself, seeing who his father is & all the responsibility he’ll have to take on one day. He’s scared of doing the wrong thing, & ending up alone for his entire life, one way or another. While spending time with Pip though, those angry walls start to break down over time, & they eventually fall completely to Pip only, showing him who the real Damien Thorn is. & Pip accepts him completely. With time, Pip also helps Damien to better understand his emotions, & Damien is eternally grateful to him, feeling the best he ever has about himself.

-Pip would also finally have someone he feels completely safe with, & isn’t someone who’s going to use him like everyone else had. He didn’t come out from the firework incident unscathed, but after Damien is genuinely remorseful & apologetic, Pip forgives him & Damien helps him heal with that aspect of himself. I feel that Pip also puts walls up to protect himself, but in a different way. Pip’s an emotional kid, always has been. He puts others before himself constantly, & all the torment he goes through strains him. He’s someone who cries when he’s alone, & bottles up his emotions to please others. & he cries a lot. Damien is the first one to see him cry in a long time, & despite not really knowing how to act as a shoulder to cry on, he would do his best to help Pip feel better. Damien also teaches Pip how to stand up for himself, or at the very least, to not just take what others do to him laying down.

-They get to see who the other really is; see them vulnerable, at their best & at their worst. They instill a sense of confidence & self-love in each other. They are the first to understand each other, having someone who just gets you in a way that no one has ever achieved before. They finally have found someone who they can just be themselves around, without fear of judgement or ridicule, & their relationship continues to grow each & every day they spend together.

-Bonus Married-Couple Dip!-

-They are able to have wordless conversations by this point, communicating through looks & actions when it works better than words. One thing I really like to focus on is Pip’s burn scars, & how he & Damien navigate them together.

-Pip has :Good days (where he’ll wear one of Damien’s tank tops) :Okay days (maybe a t-shirt or a long-sleeve) :Bad days (long-sleeve, jacket) :& Very bad days (he’s left crying at his appearance, swaddled up in the biggest most covering coat he has with fancy gloves on & a hat).

I detailed this a lot in this fic of mine, how Damien tries his best to make Pip feel better about himself, as his burn scars are something he still gets very insecure about. Damien will always love him unconditionally, though, & he reminds Pip of this every day.

-End Of The Bonus Content-

& that’s why I love Dip, there’s just so much to them that I love. They’re outcasts who stick together through thick-n-thin, someone who holds the other up when they’re down, & someone who they care so so much about. They’ve found more than friendship between them.

They’ve found family.

#thank you so much everyone in my inbox who asked me about Dip <3 #@piplicious #@alister312 #@that one anon #thank you everyone for coming to my fireside chat about something that is very important to me & is very near & dear to my heart #pip pirrup #damien thorn #sp dip #pip x damien #character analysis #south park

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elvisabutler · 2 years ago

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my lover stands on golden sands

summary: a long deserved vacation to hawai‘i is filled with swimming despite your true desire to just stay in bed. fandom: elvis ( 2022 ) | elvis presley | austin butler pairing: elvis presley x female reader, past elvis presley x priscilla presley implied/referenced rating: t-ish. word count: 2467 warnings: minor poor health mentions in relation to pregnancy. pregnancy. a lot of seal talk. a lot of sealness. lisa marie is a minor character in this. blink and you miss it pregnancy/breeding kink from elvis. this is honestly pretty fluffy y'all. author’s note: consider this an epilogue of sorts? basically when i first wrote the fic @oh-kurva wanted a sequel and then some of y'all requested stuff for my 1k gala so this turned into less of a sequel and just more a epilogue/another one shot for them. genuinely i'm still delighted any of y'all liked the original fic, let alone this one and i may write more for them potentially because i do enjoy them. and hey, if y'all ever want more before i come up with something, my askbox is usually always open to requests. also you can read this as austin butler's elvis or real elvis, i left it nebulous enough, i think. also time frame is probably 73-75 elvis, but that pic in the moodboard is secretly my kryptonite so it had to be used. also if you want to be on my taglist for anything, click here and fill the form out. responses are anonymous when it comes to me getting your email. or you can just message me your preferences. i'm easy either way.

You hate to admit it but Elvis had been right this morning as he watched you struggle to get out of bed, the combination of nausea and your not insubstantial stomach making it so that the idea of spending your vacation in bed while him and Lisa and members of the Mafia frolicked sounded like such a charming plan. A charming plan Elvis caught onto the second he saw you burrowing deeper into the covers. He's gentle in the way he attempts to almost ambush you with his plans, his hand moving to rub at the swell of your belly, marveling at how he feels the faintest of kicks.

"Ya ain't tryin' to go back to sleep on me, are ya? Gonna bail on me and yittle Yisa? She's been lookin' forward to swimmin' with us. Said she's been practicin' her shiftin'." His tone is light but when you look at him the concern and worry's written all over his face. You aren't young and he knows you've been getting more and more tired as the months go on.

"I can't get up," you try to argue, not wanting to explain that you feel almost as if a bus has run you over and how the idea of heaving your body up into a sitting- let alone standing position has your stomach threatening to upend itself. "Just feeling a little tired and sick to my stomach, Elvis. Nothing to worry about."

"When's t'last time ya went swimmin', darlin'?" He asks, still rubbing soft circles against your stomach. "Might help a lil."

Selkie pregnancies are weird that way, sometimes it's fine to remain on land for all nine months while other times it ought to be doctor's orders for you to be in water as often as you can. Your doctor doesn't know how to deal with a supernatural pregnancy like this but he trusts the man with your life. So you and Elvis have been having to play it by ear. If he was a betting man, he'd say that his own issues with his skin and shifting and being away from water for so long has the baby growing inside of you craving the sea or some form of water. He's noticed how you relax in the tub more often than you ever had before and that it helps you. You've been here at least few days and while the two of you had showered multiple times he had yet to see you floating in any form of water.

"Before we left Memphis," you answer looking more than a bit chagrined, "didn't mean to, just we were having fun doing other things and-"

He cuts you off by sliding down your body till his face is eye level with your stomach. He places a series of kisses to it, chuckling lowly as each one is followed by a kick and a grunt from you. He doesn't say a word until you move to grab the sides of his face, "now lookat ya. Achin' and feelin' like a pile of dead weight. Ain't ya always double checkin' I at least go in a hotel pool when I'm tourin' without ya? Meanwhile here ya are forgettin' you got a bit o'me in ya. Forgettin' they need the water too. Gonna do wonders for that back of yours alone."

The embarrassment over him knowing without a single question which parts of your body are aching has you face warming and has you looking away from him as he moves to sit back up. "Feelin' embarrassed are ya? Gonna let me take ya outside in that lil' swimsuit of yours? Swim with ya step daughter and me?"

An argument is on the tip of your tongue but as you look at his expectant face and hear what you swear is a little tiny knock at the door that can only be from Lisa you let out a sigh. "Help me get up then, my big strong selkie. Can't roll out of bed otherwise. Hell, you'll probably have to help me get dressed too."

"Actin' like that's a damn chore for me. Up n'at'em, seal wife," he murmurs, standing up before holding out his arm for you to use as leverage. "Ya packed the bikini or the one piece?"

Much to Elvis's- or lil Elvis's distress you had packed the one piece swimsuit. Something about not wanting to show off everything which Elvis found to be complete bullshit because you looked like a damn queen pregnant and full of life but he wasn't about to argue just this once about it. It had taken about 30 minutes for you to get fully ready, a period of time that had Lisa coming into your room and half tackling you and Elvis with a hug. You're pretty sure if her boundless energy had been fully directed toward you that you and your bump would have been on the floor. She doesn't question Elvis shooing you into the bathroom so that he can get on your suit despite how she's seen your chest before. It's fine though, and after a bit you peek your head out followed by your body and a gasp of delight from the young girl. Apparently you look pretty and Lisa can't help but put her head to your stomach, giggling as a kick hits her in the cheek.

You and Elvis share a look over her head as you gently pull her away and move to grab a robe to wear outside as you leave the room. It doesn't take Elvis too much longer to get ready and once he does the three of you start to walk to the beach with Lisa leading the charge and you leaning a bit heavily on Elvis. Lisa's talking a bit, something about how she can't wait to show you two how quick she can shift now and you nod a little tiredly as Elvis answers with words for the both of you. Faintly you hear Lisa asking if you're okay and you feel your heart twist in delight at the notion of her caring.

"She's fine yittle. Just tired from carryin' ya sibling. Gonna help her out with the water, ain't we though? Gonna show me how strong ya've gotten without me?" He asks playfully but you know there's a mild undercurrent of distress. He trusts Priscilla to make sure their little girl is alright but she is not a selkie and it's hard enough to teach a young one when you're with them twenty four seven.

Lisa, if she picks up on it keeps it close to the chest as she answers back, "yeah, but ya taught me it! And ya can teach me more now!"

"She's got you there," you huff out a laugh as you can finally see the water in sight. Your stomach rolls again and you feel a flutter of activity the more you look at it. Maybe Elvis was right, maybe you should have been practically living in the water since you got here. You pull away from him to take off your robe, dropping it in a chair before walking straight to the water with Elvis and Lisa following close behind you.

The second you hit the water you feel your body relax, the nausea abate and the flurry of activity simmer down to a few kicks and rolls every so often, as if they're trying swim with you. You watch as you see Elvis and Lisa in their seal forms swimming quicker than you can out to sea. You could go farther, you think, but you dread the idea of something happening to you if you're swept into a current you can't escape. No, it's safer to remain where you are marveling at the healing power of the water for you. Everything feels so light from your full breasts to your stomach, you practically feel weightless and can't help the way your eyes flutter shut. You're not sleeping and you're not sleepy in the moment but you want to savor it for when you're back outside of the water with everything weighing you down once more.

The water shifts around you and it prompts you to open your eyes a crack. You have company swimming around you. Elvis's large form and Lisa's smaller form swimming in a circle around you almost as if to protect you or to keep you company. A smile crosses your face as you speak, unsure if they can hear you. "Hello to you two too. Aren't you supposed to be stretching your flippers?"

You don't get an answer in the way you expect. In fact what happens next isn't really an answer at all, and is more or less one of the most touching things you've ever felt. Elvis has been in his form since you two found out you were pregnant and you've felt him press against it with his nose but with Lisa, you've never seen her in her seal form. Before you have a chance to stop him or her you feel his large snout squish against your belly and feel what you swear is an answering kick. Lisa, wanting to get in on the action mimics her father with her own smaller press of her snout. The problem is that she isn't used to it, isn't used to how it makes her nose feel and she lets out a little sneeze inadvertently giving you a small raspberry with the boop. The reaction from inside of you is somehow more intense and you let out a breathless sort of laugh as you try and grab Lisa to hug her. Elvis peeks his head up above the water and you hear his bark of a laugh in seal form before it shifts to human and the little seal in your arms shifts back to Lisa's human form.

It goes on like this for what feels like hours but is only just two but it's filled with small boops of their snouts to your stomach and raspberries and answering kicks back. But Elvis can feel you getting tired, see how your strokes in the water are a little less strong and without asking or wondering if he should, he manages to have you on his back as a seal with you grasping as he swims back to shore. After a moment or two on the shore he shifts back and calls for Lisa who dutifully- for once- comes back onto the shore as a human as well. Your eyes drift shut a little as you yawn. "You don't have to stop because I'm a little tired, Elvis. Go. Go swim, that's why we're on vacation."

"We're still gonna swim, darlin'. Got some more stuff I gotta teach Yisa, but wanna put ya in one of the chairs. Put an umbrella over ya. Let ya take a nap while we do it," he whispers the words, almost as if it's a secret plan before he picks you up and carries you to the chair in question, setting you down almost as if you're a glass doll. "Jus' take it easy. They're all excited 'bout the swimmin' ya did."

As if you prove his point, when his hand brushes against your stomach, strong kicks hit his hand and he hums. "See? Told ya the water'd help ya. They got their dose of the sea, already feeling healthier and they're gonna pass it onto ya once ya sleep. Jus' rest, Y/N. I'll wake ya up."

You try to keep your eyes open but it's as if the sounds of the waves crashing against the shore and the sounds of the Mafia- the parts Elvis trusts to see him in his seal form- are the perfect lullaby to lull you to sleep. By the time you wake up, the sun is setting and you feel a weight that isn't just your pregnant belly in your lap. It's Lisa asleep in her seal form, a fact that makes you laugh softly before you feel Elvis's snout pressing against your cheek and then to your stomach. An eyebrow raise is all it takes to get Elvis to shift back, with him shaking Lisa awake to do the same. It takes her longer, the exhaustion of today getting to her and without missing a beat you move to pick her up. Elvis opens his mouth to protest, his eyes drifting to your stomach before you shake your head.

"Let your seal wife take care of your pup. We're all fine," you say, pulling Elvis in for a kiss as Lisa's head lays on your shoulder. "I need to practice anyway. Can't have you carrying them around everywhere."

Elvis exhales and allows you do what you want, hovering just in case. It's a charmingly domestic scene and you can't help but smile and lean against him as you walk together back to the hotel. Lisa's room is close to your shared room with Elvis and when you arrive there he finally takes her from you and shoos you off to your room. You draw a bath and by the time Elvis comes back to the room, you're in it, soaking before you actually start to bathe. He joins you, his body fitting in behind you with a bit of a tight squeeze between his belly and yours but you both manage without too much effort. As you bathe Elvis nuzzles your neck and in between kisses says two words.

"Thank you."

Somehow that perks your body up and you manage to turn to look at him. "For what?"

"Bein' my seal wife. Taken care of me. Dealin' wit' me. Givin' me 'nother pup. Take your pick, darlin'," he answers as if all those things are worthy of praise and thanks. "Ya came at jus' the right time."

Something about the words warms you from the inside out and you can't help but shiver before you let out a small laugh. "What can I say, you managed to charm me despite everything. What else was I supposed to do but fall in love and protect you and everything else?"

Elvis lets out his own soft laugh before wrapping his arms tighter around you. "Run off with my skin like a villain," he starts to say before realizing you're humming a song that he knows you associate with the two of you. "Hummin' Bobby Darin while in the bath wit' me. Traitor. Least you could do is ask me to sing it.

A look is all you give Elvis before he does start to sing it. You make it to happy we'll be beyond the sea before you're out like a light, snoring in Elvis's arms both in the tub and out once he's done.

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imaginemyreality03 · 8 months ago

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🕹️👨‍💻An escape is only an escape if you still live most of your life in reality👨‍💻🕹️

🛑SPOILERS AHEAD🛑

(YES EVEN IF YOU SAW THE MOVIE)

Ready Player One by Ernest Cline

Read: January 27 -> January 31, 2024

BRA Score: 79/100

Favorite Quote: “No one in the world gets what they want and that’s beautiful.” - Wade, Pg?

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Book Gist: Wade is growing up in 2045, with nothing and no one to his name. His saving grace from a life of boredom and loneliness: The Hunt. The creator of the most used product in the world, The OASIS, left behind a challenge when he died 5 years ago that whoever can solve all the clues, pass every challenge, and collect every key will win his Easter Egg, which will make the winner richer than their wildest dreams, and give them full control over the OASIS. Wade isn’t the only one searching, millions of OASIS users have had their hands in the hunt, but the most dangerous is by far the Sixers of IOI, the quickly-monopolizing second tech company that will corrupt and destroy the sanctuary that Halliday built in the OASIS to turn it into another capitalist endeavor. Wade is trying to win it before IOI can, but if he is so poor he can’t even leave his school’s planet, how is supposed to solve anything?

Tags: SciFi, YA, Virtual Reality, Violence, Future-set

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Overall Review:

Pre-read:

The movie is by far one of my most favorite films of all time. I can pick it up at any point and immediately start quoting word for word. It’s my comfort film.

That being said, this read was highly anticipated, and I have not circled back yet to read Ready Player Two (though it’s on my list for next month because I am very excited that the sequel film was green lit).

Plot:

And, I think because I’ve lived the movie for years, I wasn’t made about how different the book was, BECAUSE my source material was the film, knowing the film was adapting the novel. I wasn’t attached one way or another on seeing parts of the book in the film. And because I have a mind for film, and how adaptions work, I could recognize why such significant parts of the story had to be changed, like the fact that there are 6 challenges (one per key and one per gate), or Daito and Sho being related, or iROK’s entire character (he drove me crazy tbh). To bring that to film would be such a struggle, because it’s so well layered and incorporated in the novel, with the pace and the plot structure, keeping that would not be plausible for a film timeframe and a bit too busy for the attention span of a film viewer.

Worldbuilding:

What I also really loved about the book was the detail! It was all so intricate and so reference heavy. It goes so much deeper in the book than it ever went in the film, and I love that. Because I’m the kind of person who can identify a detail as it is presented that’s meant to be hidden only to be very important later on, this book had me on the edge of my seat, I had no clue what would matter and what wouldn’t, which is exactly the reason why Halliday’s Hunt was so hard in the first place, so I really felt right in the middle of it all.

Romantic Sub-Plot:

Wade and Samantha’s relationship was a lot less interesting and a lot less necessary in the book, I felt. I didn’t really feel their chemistry much. I think their friendship only culminating in a relationship post-egg (or even moments before the final battle) would have been a lot better, especially if they had previously acknowledged that they had feelings for each other, but it didn’t feel right to explore that side of their relationship yet.

Wade:

Also!!!! Dude, Wade is so much fucking smarter than the film makes him!! He freaking infiltrates IOI (which is so much more awful in the book) and takes them all down from the inside and then freaking escapes!! Sam was legit just allowed anywhere she wanted and then walked out in the movie. He is a literal genius.

Cast:

Losing Daito IRL really made the stakes more intense than in the film, even with the stacks blowing up and the car chase. I was really sad for a while with that one, especially for Sho.

#ready player one #ernest cline #virtual reality #young adult #sci fi #book review #book rating #booklr

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pelideswhore · 2 years ago

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the horror and the wild (and achilles)

basically i’m trying to explain why the songs that are in my iliad playlist are there at all and ofc i’m starting with none other than achilles. I’m gonna do this line-by-line so you can listen as you read but i won’t be doing repeated lines. enjoy <3

also, yes, i am aware that the song is written about an abusive relationship between father and child, and i love listening it to it in that sense (yes i’m traumatized) but in this context it’s obvs different. my ability to make everything about achilles is a gift that keeps on giving. if you don’t want this song to have different meaning than what it’s actually about, just stop reading.

You were raised by wolves and voices, every night I hear them howling deep beneath your bed —

The ‘you’ in this line is Achilles, who knew from a very young age that he was destined for greatness. He based his entire personality around the fact, hence the having been ‘raised’ by voices. The ‘wolves’ also remind me of the fact that he a) spent many years in a cave with Charon and b) had many father figures. I mean it. Count them.

They said it all comes down to (you) —

This ties in with the previous line. Achilles really was told that the fate of the war and hence the entirety of Greece depends on him, when he was literally a child. That’s way too much responsibility for a five-year-old if you were looking for parenting tips.

You’re the daughter of silent watching stones, you watch the stars hurl all their fundaments in wonderment at you and yours, forever asking more —

I mostly connect the female part of the song to Thetis. Firstly, I feel like this segment already makes her feel like an ethereal, divine being (although Madeleine’s voice does that well enough ngl), at the same time it also describes her character very well. The fact that the stars ‘hurl all their fundaments’ reminds me of Book (idk what book it is), where Zeus fulfills Thetis’ wish on Achilles’ behalf, no questions asked. I also feel like some people forget that Zeus literally wanted to marry her, she was that gorgeous, so ya.

You are the space that’s in between every page, every chord and every screen. You are the driftwood and the rift, the words I promise I don’t mean —

I don’t know what this means. Love it tho.

We’re drunk, but drinking; sunk, but sinking —

I love this line so much, you have no idea. It brings up the idea that while they all know that they are fated to die and it is guaranteed, there’s still living it in real time. They’re eating, laughing, speaking, with the knowledge that tomorrow they won’t be able to. They’re dead men walking. Also, on a less existential note, it reminds me of the fact that they’ve doomed themselves by starting the war and yet they continue it. They’ve dug themselves a hole and instead of hopping out, they dig deeper.

They thought us blind, we were just blinking —

Patroclus and Achilles now: Their decision to put the war on hold, a momentary action, is the blinking, in relation to “blindness” which would’ve been leaving. The ‘they’ who thought them blind could really be Agamemnon, who underestimates and insults Achilles with the little party he sends to him. Or it could be Hector and the Trojans who believed they were safe … and then Achilles came back.

All the stones and kings of old will hear us screaming at the cold —

The stones are a perfectrepresentation of the Trojan wall and the kings, well, that’s the current Trojan royal family but also all that have passed. They will hear Achilles screaming at the cold, which could be the sea or Patroclus’ corpse if you want to take it literally. When he hears the news of Patroclus’ death, his screams do in fact reach Troy.

Remember me, I ask. Remember me, I sing —

Yeah. Remembrance for Achilles is obviously a big thing, so I’m not going to go super deep here, however the switch from ‘ask’ to ‘sing’ is really nice, considering we’re taking about an epic that was sung in remembrance of Achilles. The first word of the Iliad is literally ‘sing’.

Give me back my heart you wingless (thing) —

This could very much be about the fight for Patroclus’ corpse, but Achilles didn’t even know that was happening at the time, so instead I just make it about Achilles wanting Patroclus to be alive again. He does in fact refer to him as “his soul’s far dearer part”.

Think of all the horrors that I promised you I’d bring —

To me, this sounds like Achilles referring to threats he made to Hector about killing him and bringing destruction to his people. While the threats were empty at the time, now, after Patroclus has died, he takes them very seriously.

I promise you, they’ll sing of every time you passed your fingers through my hair and called me child —

In the song, this is the same person as in the lines before and after, considering it’s a song about a father and his son, but to me, this line is about the fact that Achilles wants the affection Patroclus showed him to be remembered. He doesn’t want the love they had to go forgotten. This is 100% caused by the fact that in my writing, Patroclus and Achilles’ hair is a huge thing you might want to look out for if you read it lols. OH also, the fact that he cuts it after Patroclus dies is like a “if you can’t touch it, no one can” moment.

Witness me, old man, I am the wild —

Back to the Trojans. ‘Old man’ here obviously means father but we’ll just ignore that and apply it to Priam, specifically to the scene where he comes to Achilles’ tent and asks for Hector’s corpse back.

You are the son of every dressing up box —

Honestly, I have no idea what this means. It definitely does remind me of Achilles hiding in a costume among the princesses in Skyros, but that doesn’t hold all too much significance. Dressing up is also usually a kids’ game which reminds you that he’s really just a kid pretending to be someone he’s not.

And I am time itself, I slow to let you play. I steal the hours and turn the nights into (day) —

Instead of giving the female voice just to Thetis, I could classify it as divine interference as a whole. This line specifically is giving me Athena vibes, though she is not time itself. The way she refers to what would be battling in this context as ‘playing’ shows how superior she is and how much she looks down upon even her favoured soldiers. It also reiterates for the millionth time that these soldiers are really just children. The fact that Athena has to ‘let’ him or allow him to play illustrates that Achilles is dependent on divine interference to win his battles, but specifically the duel with Hector.

Day by day, oh lord, three things I pray, that I might understand as best I can how bold I was, could be, will be - still am, by god, still am —

Here we get to the self-reflection where Achilles realizes that he was never as great as he thought he’d be, and that he had failed his people by not using that greatness to its full potential. The ‘will be’ and ‘still am’ parts are just him hyping himself up to take revenge on Hector, reminding himself that he does have the strength to do it.

Fret not, dear heart, let not them hear the mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings —

I don’t know how deep I can go into this beyond what it literally means. He simply can’t let on that he’s scared. I guess the wings do represent his inner demons, but it’s also kind of funny when you think of him being Podarkes aka. having “winged feet”.

Welcome to the storm, I am thunder —

In the storm that is the war, Achilles is the thunder, the loud thing everyone fears. It’s quite interesting to consider that in reality, thunder is safe. The danger is the lighting. In my mind, Achilles considers Patroclus to be the lightning, which makes sense when you remember that after his death Achilles admits that he is not the best of all Greeks, but Patroclus. This leaves Achilles to be the thunder, the echo of what truly mattered.

Welcome to my table, bring your hunger —

This is similar to the line before. It’s his table, his war. Hector is the one that has to come prepared, ready to fight, but also ready to be served, ready to die.

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Hello and welcome to my unedited notes while reading volume 1 of Jeweler Richard:

“The Pink Sapphire of Justice”

* Nakata Seigi, king amongst unreliable narrators. Your attraction to Richard is very clear, my guy.

* Not Richard falling asleep on the train next to Seigi. You barely know this man! Couldn’t be me, but it really establishes Richard’s feelings about Seigi quite early on. Or he’s just a fucking weirdo. (It’s both.)

* Flowers mentioned by name at the mansion in Kobe—pansies (romantic love and platonic affection), pale pink roses (grace, joy, happiness), cherry tree (unclear if it’s blossoming; renewal, rebirth, new beginnings). Also mentioned—“some blue flowers whose name I didn’t know, red flowers with round petals, and some sort of white double flowers” (38).

* Padparadscha meaning—joy, vital energy, foresight.

* I love all the ways Tsujimura entwines fate/coincidence into the narrative. Seigi just happening to be in the right place at the right time to save Richard from the drunks, Richard just happening to already have connections to the Miyashita family, the padparadscha just happening to be mined in the same town that Richard’s grandmother grew up in. “‘It’s honestly fascinating—a stone mines in Sri Lanka and cut in Europe ultimately lands in faraway Japan. To borrow a turn of phrase from you, perhaps the universe is trying to tell us something’” (48). Simply ineffable. 😉

* Even just the first story establishes Seigi and Richard’s personalities and mannerisms so well, and establishes their relationship dynamic so quickly. This is what character writing should be!

“The Ruby of Truth”

* Hmmm fascinating difference in Seigi’s immediate sparkly cutesy crush on Tanimoto and his reluctant, suppressed attraction to Richard. He talks to Richard and Tanimoto about the same thing, yet Seigi is much more mentally open to the idea of loving Tanimoto. That’s heteronormativity for ya!

* Speaking of heteronormativity, holy shit! I forgot this was the story with the lesbian couple broken up by one of them wanting so desperately to be “normal” that she disappears from her partner’s life and tries to force herself to marry a man. Then tries to kill herself when she can’t bring herself to go through with it. The fucking subtly of the setup is absolutely brilliant. But Mami’s story is so heartbreaking. “‘Do any of your friends live with their same-sex partner? Probably not, right? I’m not even talking about discrimination or harassment but the constant exhaustion of knowing you’re not “normal.” It’s like trying to grow vegetables in the middle of the desert. I always wondered why I had to go through all this hardship that other people didn’t…’” (119). Ouchie.

* “‘…I find a world with a variety of diverse units of measurement much more comfortable, beautiful, and rich for it.’ Mami giggled, like she understood something” (122-123). THE GAYS HAVE FOUND EACH OTHER AND THEY ARE COMMUNICATING.

* “She was a pretty impressive person to be able to ignore that face of his” (123). Sweetie, that’s because she’s not attracted to men, and YOU ARE!

* Richard giving Mami the gemstone ID on the house: mlm/wlw solidarity.

* Seigi is a very good ally for not even having thought about the existence of gay people before. It’s almost like he can relate on some kind of deeper level that not even he can understand… 👀

* Richard is fucking insane for sending Seigi that text, holy shit. Like I certainly understand why he feels that way, but that was so unprofessional. I know it’s painful when somebody you have unrequited feelings for gets your hopes up (not to mention his issues around compliments about his appearance), but damn, keep that shit to yourself!

“The Amethyst of Protection”

* Seigi: “‘If I’m being honest, your face is so beautiful it’s not even human—I wouldn’t compare your beauty to nice weather but rather to diamond dust or an aurora.’” Also Seigi: “I didn’t think I’d really said anything that outlandish…” (150) FUCK OFF! Richard literally had to go punch a pillow after that.

* Wow, this is the power of heteronormativity! Everybody Seigi tells about Richard is like, oh so you’re attracted to your boss. And Seigi is like NO I just think he’s the most beautiful human being I’ve ever seen! 😤 Right…

* Seigi’s argument that love and beauty aren’t the same thing is interesting. I totally agree that you can love things because they’re beautiful and think things are beautiful because you love them. That’s exactly why love and beauty are so intertwined. For me, when I love someone, the more beautiful they are to me. I think that’s how Seigi thinks of Tanimoto. So does Seigi love Richard because he’s beautiful, then?

* “My feelings for Tanimoto were wholly unique. I couldn’t compare them to my feelings for anyone or anything else” (160). That’s fucking funny, since that’s exactly what the narrative is doing with your feelings for her.

“The Diamond of Memory”

* “‘… Maybe beautiful things can make us happiest when we can just innocently call them beautiful without having to think about numbers’” (208). Yes, Seigi, I think you’re going to find that applies to people as well. It’s fascinating how Seigi can say such philosophically astute things sometimes but never apply them to his own life.

* Ahh, mistaken as a couple. My favorite trope. Richard blushing and getting impatient—so cute. “‘Congradulations on the Shibuya ordinance’” (215) hehsjdkdls. God damn, the jewelry department scene is so infuriating but so delicious. Seigi’s innocent ignorance truly knows no bounds. “‘If you ever go back to that department again, make sure you tell them that the wedding’s off’” (218) RICHARD. 😭😭😭 And then Seigi thinks “It’d be nice to bump into Tanimoto somewhere on a day like this” (218) FUCK YOU!

* It’s not even that Seigi has a hard time recognizing social cues. He recognizes them and then straightforwardly blunders right on past. 🤦🏽‍♀️

* Not Seigi calling Tanimoto a “space case.” You have no room to talk, mister!

* Richard really got back at him, though. Well played…

“To Wish Upon a Rose Quartz”

* Seigi couldn’t possibly put his foot in his mouth any less. Fucking wild.

* I love this little scene, though. It’s nice to see them just chatting, and a bit more of Richard’s humor coming out. Great end to the volume!

#the case files of jeweler richard #jeweler richard #richard ranasinghe de vulpian #nakata seigi #please somebody talk to me about jeweler richard

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wiltking · 9 months ago

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im the mm rec anon and I'm so happy you and your friend enjoyed Madison square murders!!!!!!!!! That book rlly had me kicking my feet and giggling bruv, Doyle and Larkin's relationship is one of my favs of all time!!! So much quiet care and concern... Mwah .... Also I agree Abt Noah but tbh he's fun to dislike in a petty way ahah... Anyway thank you so much for checking out MSM and hopefully the other books r just as good :^)

Also another mm rec for ya is the wolf at the door by Charlie adhara, a human and a werewolf dude who have to work together in the BSI (like the FBI but for werewolf related crimes) I'm not a huge werewolf girly, but I like how the world is fleshed out and the characters r compelling! (the LI lacks deeper characterization in the first book imo, but I know he gets more in the later books)

oh trust i was kicking my feet too, that dynamic had me in a chokehold. jotting down the other rec too because i am a werewolf lover but havent read many werewolf books for some twisted reason. thanks for the heads up about the LI!

#cool that my library has all these books #makes it all a whole lot easier!

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I saw your tags on that poll and would love to hear more about why you think Leyton are a better match than Brucas—I’m in the apparent majority who totally agrees with you! Leyton is one of my forever OTPs :)

brooke and lucas were just a horrible couple lmao like the entire time they first got together it was plagued by brookes jealousy of lucas and peytons relationship and how easily they could bond over things (even when peyton was not an easy person to get a long with they still had enough in common that they could manage ya know?). and brookes insecurities were always getting in the way. its why she had to keep a friends with benefits thing going at the beginning of season 3, its why shit rattled so easily by the end of the season 3. peyton, whether inadvertently or not, was always in the way of them. she was always the cloud hanging over that relationship so why people think brooke and lucas is the move is beyond me.

lucas and peyton never had that issue. when they were in a relationship they were all about each other and no one else. lucas' eyes were always straying (back to peyton) with every gf but when he was actually dating peyton? all his focus was on her she did not have to worry one time about him going off with someone else.

their personalities are just better matched, they vibe well together, they understand each other and can relate to each other in ways the other characters cant. they just have that deeper soul connection. they dont have these problems when theyre together like yes theyve gotten into fights and had their rough patches but they knew how to communicate with each other and fix their shit whereas brooke and lucas were completely lacking in communication skills. and like maybe you can blame that on them being teenagers but again... peyton and lucas also dated in high school and learned how to communicate their problems and needs and work through things. so. when youre with the right person these things just work out i dont know but leyton was clearly the superior ship to me brooke and lucas is... baffling

#dont even get me started on how bad season 2 is with the writing of the relationships like... out of left fucking field that lucas was still #harboring feelings for brooke please be so serious about that #briana answers things

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gunsli-01 · 2 months ago

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QUICK! NAME A HABIT YOU PICKED UP FROM UR BLORBO

I was tagged @ludwigoat909 for this

Surprisingly, I've only picked up one habit that stuck from a piece of media and that's saying "Seriously." instead of "Really." due to Gravity Falls. Something that can be attributed to like all of the Pines family and ever character in that really.

If I'm going Milgram related- Lol, does remembering to mind your business from Futa count as a habit or a lesson. Because in all honesty Futa has taught me not to care about the things people present themselves as caring about online as much. Can't always extend the benefit of the doubt and work under the assumption that everyone cares about something as much as you do.

I had a lot of habits similar to Mikoto's before getting into Milgram which is what made it so easy for me to just ignore him at first. So even though I like him a lot I haven't picked up anything from him at all. Oh there is one thing I did pick up from Kazui and that's committing to the bit and or lying because no one is owed your honesty especially if they consistently or theoretically could weaponize it against you.

Or are just presenting themselves in a way that makes it readily apparent they would be hostile or uncompromising in the face of your truth. Sometimes you can let people die never having to know the truth and your life will be far simpler for it. Even then it's kind of like well I've always known the benefits of lying and he has made me do it more so it's just another of those nice reminders that pops up when I'm giving more of myself than I necessarily should.

For example,

Me: Well, I feel-

Kazui: *shaking his head* Does this person really need to know your feelings? Do you plan on seeing them after this interaction? Are you looking for something deeper? Do you want to know this person or just have them know you?

Me: Ah, ya know what I got better things to do this make myself vulnerable and open to people who mean no good. I'm gonna go talk about this with people I trust who appreciate me- Goodbye.

That's basically been my experience with every milgram character. Someone ignoring and or ghosting me,

Mu: Well, you'll only be ignoring yourself further by giving them the attention and worry. Do right by yourself give the attention to you that you deserve. Because the only thing spending energy cursing their life will do is waste yours. Trust me I'm jail over that shit.

Something unfair happens,

Me: That's not right.

Kotoko & Amane: And it's not gonna become anymore right by you joining in and doing wrong.

Intense feelings that I've somehow convinced myself are another person's responsibility when they can't control how I feel anymore than I can,

Mahiru: Having a feeling isn't wrong until you make other people responsible for that feeling. Don't let your feelings get out control calm it down.

Shidou: She's righ-

Me: You get the fuck out here! Don't you have a patient to go wrongly kill? Leave! I don't need advice from you.

Shidou: ...

Doing something that isn't enriching or yielding the results I wanted,

Shidou: It's important to know when to stop. You can't keep pushing things just because you can envision what it would be like if you succeeded. Don't make your own carot and stick.

People make up rumors about me,

Mikoto: You should kill them it would only be fair... But in a twisted way the only way this person can feel enjoyment is by discussing you. I wish my apartment was as rent free as the space you're taking up in their head. Looking at it that way killing them would be generous just let 'em keep living like that. It's probably killing them inside anyway.

Don't want to reflect on myself or circumstances,

Mikoto: *stressfully motioning towards himself*

Yuno: *knowing and pitying stare*

Kazui: *nodding in agreement*

Me: You didn't have to agree I get it I'll do self the reflection.

Kazui: You don't want to lie until everyone believes in the trick even you?

Hating the conditional, controlling and downright contractual state of relationships in this day and age along with people who partake in them including myself because no one can exist fully alone,

Yuno: That's not a normal way to feel and you shouldn't feel that way constantly whoever it is cut them. Cut the cord on that snap it really.

Call that my very own personal hyperfixation cbt.

There's been so many times I've just looked up and thought what would x milgram character do then suddenly the issue becomes a lot smaller than it previously felt. In fact the issue sometimes ceases to exist because some of the ways I know these characters would react are so extreme I just don't feel there's real problem after thinking about how they'd respond. So I just go do anything else with my time other than worry about shit outside of my or sometimes anyone's control.

I guess I picked up getting shoes without laces from Futa and Mikoto (John). Also got back on my boot obsession from high school. Boots from Double where are you?

Needing shoes-

Boots from Double: I totally exist trust me I'm an honest pair of real shoes. They could find the boxers along with Futa and Haruka's shoes. They're just not trying hard enough. Find me- You have to be the one to do it. You're so close.

Me: (with no ability to do that each time I remember these damn things exist as though just to mock me) That’s why I want this to end-

The shoe thing was simply because I didn't know that shit existed. Secondarily I wasn't confident enough to commit. Seeing them wearing them was like oh shit representation of wearing shoes without laces over the age of five I didn't know how much I needed. Because I sometimes I can't tie laces worth a damn. So the representation of Mikoto (John) being fucking incapable of doing so was even more helpful.

Because it was like yeah I don't have to feel like a complete failure of an adult now. I also picked up overdramatically saying,

"Now I see, this world is cruel and merciless."

At every minor inconvenience as a bit.

Shidou's songs are actually some of my favorites because the voice actor goes hard for no reason and Throw Down grew on me when I was dog and house sitting for my sister. Because I just deep cleaned her place to it on loop. I was in their on some shit while cleaning I was in that room like he's right ethics are a delusion keeps sweeping.

Me to Shidou "Fuck you." me to Shidou singing, "Yeah, fuck it up homie that's my man right there- That's my guy he never misses get Shidou back on the track. Get on the mic harder, yeah!"

I could talk shit about his character and actions until the sun comes up and goes down again. I could do that shit for a week straight for personal and objective reasons. But if someone put Throw Down and Triage on in a locked room I would yell for them to turn it up. It was to the point where when the figure spoke at the end of trial report I was like off voice alone on sound that's Shidou.

That voice actor is fucking it up. I think it'd be funny if he did die over the intermission but I truly do need to hear that trial three.

So those are the only things I've really picked up.

I'm gonna tag @not-too-many-eyes you don't have to do it if you don't want to. I just thought you'd find this funny.

#gunsli rambles

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mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune · 9 months ago

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The Winner Of The Adorkable Apple Goober King Poll Is…

[Note: If Ya Haven't Watched Cuphead Show, and the Full Season 1 of Hazbin Hotel as well as Steven Universe, watch them first before reading this that also says who won on the poll...cause I will be talking about some stuff that happens in the Cuphead Show and Hazbin Hotel. also will talk a bit about Cain and Abel as well, and Adam & Eve's Bad Parenting....if Other Earth Angels ain't gonna point that out that those two were kind of bad parents, even if they were a bit Gray-Parents....then it might as well be me. also some parts may also talk about some feelings and some emotional stuff, not just about me but also about some of the characters. also reading this post is Optional. but this post will be for Mature Audiences Only. also will have some censored language even if it isn't all that many...but this will still talk about who won in The Adorkable Apple Goober King Poll.]

first I will say how many votes there were, about 34 votes as the final results.

Devil from The Cuphead Show got about 8.8%

Devil from The Cuphead Game got around 5.9%, and while the "9" is

a bit higher he still didn't get as many votes as his show counterpart…so yeah, tough luck there "Grandpa"…maybe next time.

so yeah, The Devil from the Cuphead Show has higher votes than Devil from The Game.

and finally Charlie's Dad Lucifer Morningstar from Hazbin Hotel, got around 85.3% and ya know what that means.

Lucifer from Hazbin Hotel wins The "Which One Is The Number 1 Adorkable Apple Goober King Of Them All…?" poll.

I am surprised by the fact that Lucifer, Charlie's Dad...

got such a higher count of votes, I mean I know that I had talked about if I was able to vote, and well I think I did try to press one of the choices that happen to be Lucifer, but I'm not sure if it works that way, for all I know ya can't vote on your own poll.

but I am surprised that he won, he truly is The Number 1 Adorkable Apple Goober King...

him teasing Adam about how he seem to make Lilith and Eve a bit happier, though him admitting that he had intimate relations with Eve, does not help clear his innocence that has to do with Cain.

I mean still gonna have to Jerry Springer that in our universe.

Lucifer, you clueless adorkable apple goober, you are only giving fans more reason to suspect that you are the Bio-Dad of Cain from your universe.

also I still believe the Cain from our universe, isn't the only one at fault for what happen. because both brothers: Cain & Abel were at fault.

Abel was probably too vainglory to see that Cain was hurting and at any moment, any wrong word or even misinterpreted suggestion would send him over the edge.

Adam and Eve should of done better, if they had stop to think that Cain need some kind of kind words and emotional support, he wouldn't of sank deeper into a very dangerous emotional, spiritual and possibly physiological depression.

plus Cain was NOT the first to take a life, just because a animal that can't speak the same way as humans do can't testify against Abel for what he used them for, doesn't mean they aren't still alive.

yeah animals still play a part of the life cycle, some end up being used as food to feed families and some used for clothes, and some who we form a special emotional bond with that can end up becoming so deep if anything bad were to happen to them...

one could freeze the 5th Heaven and 5th Ring Of Hell if the fluffy-baby was taken away too soon...

which once again, when my second cat was going through a certain situation...I'm glad that I was listen to about having them be taken to the vet right away instead of just waiting, because if I wasn't listen to about the suggestion of taking them to the vet right away, it would probably end up me being a crying mess like I was with my first cat.

I mean when my first cat died, well was slowly dying...

I think I was getting over being sick, from throwing up and stuff....

this was before the whole Covid-19 thing...

I think if I remember right, it might of been around 2018 when my first cat died, but I will have to ask about it.

I know I had two depressions before those events, which thanks to finding some song I wrote that expressed how I felt when that second depression first started, I think it was around 2016.

which is still a bit too close from that first one that happen around 2015 that was caused by some stuff happening at home.

not being able to get proper privacy and personal space, had pretty much sucked...I mean I was trying to work on fan fics and I think some drawings too, but they just kept fragging barging into that room like they owned the place.

and yeah, even when I showed a displeased look on my face, my so called much older cousin has to be a freaking jerk and get on to me for making a certain look, while in that said room that he and others so rudely came in there without my permission and invade my personal space....and after he got on to me for the look I was making, I had to go to the bathroom to cry and let it all out.

I mean seriously, I wanted to be left alone for my personal space so I can work on my fan fics and maybe at times some drawings.

it didn't help that they kept coming in that room all the time, where they could just stay in the living room.

why the frag couldn't just stop doing that, and let me have some personal space, I hated it, I really REALLY hated the fact they couldn't just stop that and let me have that space to be alone when I needed it.

I mean when I feel ready to, I can talk to others and be a bit social.

but what they were doing was disrespectful to my space, and anyone who had their space not respected when they needed it, would probably understand.

and it didn't help some other stuff was going on as well, which ended up having us move to the house we currently live in now.

I lost a lot of weight during that first depression I had during 2015, I wouldn't eat much of anything, and well I think I still tried to do the same stuff I did before, but I still felt not good.

I think I can relate to Charlie's Dad a bit, since he clearly had a depression, and for all we know, he might still feel it sometimes.

like having days when he feels really down...

and I suspect he may have had a second depression as well.

his first depression happening after those in Heaven had banished him to the place that would be known as Hell...

the second depression may have happen when Lilith left him.

I think Charlie may have misinterpret her Dad, and Lilith may have lied to her as well....at least our Lilith has a excuse as to why she became the way she is....because of Adam and Three Angels who were so Toxic-Masculine and insensitive, they couldn't give her some freaking space to heal both emotionally and spiritually.

but what do you except from a bunch of Toxic-Masculine, Insensitive Angel-Boy Jerks....and even if one of them turned out to be a Girl, she would still be full of Toxic-Masculine as well and would still be a insensitive jerk.

we should still be lucky the Toxic-Feminine isn't as high as it's Masculine Counterpart....but it doesn't mean that both are still a problem, it's just the Toxic-Masculine one is a higher problem because without the proper fixing of it, it had become dangerous.

and yeah, I guess I may have a beef with those Three Angels who were so grossly insensitive and couldn't get it through their Toxic-Masculine selves, that trying to threaten Lilith like that, was only going to cause more damage and harm more than good.

I can't be the only one who has realized this, I mean I know I'm a Defective Earth Angel, well "Defective Earth Angel Princess" but there has to be Other Earth Angels, some who might be guys and not just gals....who have open their eyes to the truth about how messed up that is.

but those who haven't viewed messed up that is, and might still think that Adam and those Three Angels were doing a "good thing" by hurting Lilith pass a breaking point.

I can't really force them to change their minds, they will need to see the truth of their own accord.

and yeah, besides King David being a terrible Dad to Tamar, even if it does turn out he had his moments when he was a good parent.

which him being both a bad and good parent, would put him in the Gray-Parenting, and there can be different levels of it...

but he isn't the only one who ended up making poor choices.

Noah did as well, who basically scapegoated his own Grandson for something his own son did.

I get some might not fully understand how mess up that is, and yeah I get that both Noah and King David are my and some others own Ancestor-Grandpa...

but it doesn't mean they are fully perfect, and even if some parents and grandparents who aren't perfect but it's okay if they aren't...

but there can be a line that can be crossed, and Grandpa Noah and Grandpa King David have crossed those lines.

placing a curse on your own grandson, which takes the blame that the son who is the father of the grandson, and placing it fully on the grandson.

or the fact that just because ya have a favorite son, and you don't want to punish him....don't mean you just leave it alone.

I mean seriously, at least Lucifer from Hazbin Hotel ended up going to where the fight was happening at the hotel and saved his daughter.

even if the situations are different, plus if Lucifer did turn out to be Cain from that universe's own Bio-Dad.

the whole Lucifer Vs Adam would kind of be like a Peepaw Fight.

if some who are also a descendant of Cain as well, you would get the humor in that, as well as the whole whoever is Cain's Bio-Dad is....

we would still have to Jerry Springer that whole Who Cain's Bio-Father Is.

anyway, I think Charlie may misunderstanding her Dad, about how he only calls when he wants her do something and the whole not really wanting to be a part of her life very much.

I mean it's good that their bond had got better and Charlie was able to learn a bit more from her Dad during that song they sang together.

but Charlie would have to learn, that when ya been hurt, like badly emotionally hurt. sometimes you need to be alone, even if you end up doing stuff that you enjoy that still brings you a bit of happiness.

it doesn't mean the hurt isn't still there.

and if my theory is right, that Lucifer did end up having a second depression that may have to do with his divorce with Lilith.

would possibly end up hurting way more than what Sera and the Other Angels did to him.

plus ya can't expect those who have been hurt to just pick themself up right away or be as happy as they once were.

even if they can try to act that way to hide the bad feelings, that may turn up every once in a while.

I'm pretty sure I'm a type of Introvert, there could be different forms of being a Introvert. like how your okay with going outside and having fun at times but at some point, some stuff causes you not want to go out very much...maybe some would understand that.

plus those who are not introverts can't just make a introvert go out against their will, even if it is to a party, if someone who introvert wants to do it, it should be their choice, and not because someone either it be a friend or family or for some a co-worker made them.

and I think it could be possible maybe, Charlie's Dad is a bit of a Introvert, but I'm not 100% sure.

if he is, he likely became that way over time...

even those who weren't introverts before, may become that way at some point for different reasons I think.

we wont know how badly Lucifer ended up hurting because of what Sera and the Others in Heaven in the Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss Universe did to him, as well as Lilith did as well.

Lilith from Hazbin Hotel, likely sees herself better than any man, but that could be true in some cases when ya can be better than some toxic-man and toxic-woman.

but Lilith from that universe, could be a two-faced b*tch.

the book that Charlie reads in Episode 1, may have half-truths and half-lies in it.

the parts with Lucifer, her Dad. is one of the truths.

I think it could be possible that both Lilith and Eve are my Ancestresses, and for all we know there is more to the story that happen during those times.

and I'm still going to view that the reason why Peepaw Adam from our Universe was so full of himself, and being partly the caused of Lilith from our Universe not being able to heal properly and not getting the space she needed.

may have to do with the annunaki gene.

it is possible there was a True First Adam and Eve, it just wasn't the ones we thought.

the True Adam & Eve, could be known as The True Patriarch and Matriarch of Humanity.

which would mean they would be The Ancestors of Adam, Lilith and Eve.

The Homo-Erectus came BEFORE Homo-Sapiens, so Adam, Lilith and Eve were Homo-Sapiens that would be possibly the first of the generations of the hybrids that had to do with The Annunaki & Homo-Erectus Genes being mixed together.

I can still believe Heavenly Father/God and Earthly Mother/Goddess had played a part in us being here, it is just I also believe that it could be possible that there were other humans besides Adam, Eve and Lilith.

and as weird as it might be, I believe the books that is like "Stones Of The Goddess: Crystals for the Divine Feminine" by Nicholas Pearson.

and the books by Timothy Wyllie and one of the books is called "Confessions Of A Rebel Angel: The Wisdom Of The Watchers And The Destiny Of Planet Earth" may play a part of a very big puzzle.

that it could be possible that those books by Nicholas Pearson and Timothy Wyllie hold truth in them and play a part to a even larger puzzle.

but it is a puzzle that not everyone will willing accept, and even if they did end up willing to believe and accept it, they will have to do so by their choice and free will.

(if ya want to skips some of these parts, keep a eye out for the bold words...ya know just in case some might want to skip some...)

and yeah it can suck when some Toxic-Religious people cross a line with their whole self-righteous bull slag.

even though I did get better from that whole incident that happen before with that Toxic-Religious jerk, who not only had a problem with me believing in a Goddess now, but may have also had a problem with me being Nonbinary, which once again during my still figuring out about it, I thought I was Gyno-Agender.

but I think I was still figuring it out and it could be possibly my going through a type of Chrysalis stage plays a part of that discovery.

so I'm a Earth Angel Princess who is a Nonbinary-Gal who's pronouns are She/Her & They/Them, or in other words She/They.

but anyway, even if I did get better from what Toxic-Religious Jerk did, when they couldn't stop throwing those misused words at me, thinking they were "saving me", what they did was not okay and caused some form of Toxic-Religious Trauma.

and I know I wont ever truly be fully okay with what happen.

and no matter how much I cried and showed signs I was really upset with them crossing a line like that, I think that no matter what I said or tried to get them to listen, they would still misuse the whole "may the lord have mercy on you." or "may god have mercy on you."

I know it was one of the two, I just can't fully remember which.

it wasn't okay for them to do that, and even if I am bringing up the words they were saying, I'm trying to do so to point out them repeating it in such a way just because I believe in The Earthly Mother now, and my Nonbinary....

doesn't give that person the right to misused those words and make me or others feel really bad to the point of crying and feeling really terrible.

and if some think "oh, it is making you feel terrible because ya know it's working and they were helping." that if full of bull slag.

I'm sorry, but it's the truth. it is NOT okay for anyone to do that.

I can only hope that I don't run into that Toxic-Religious Jerk again.

because no matter if some people are Religious or Not, at least some of them would never cross that line like that person did.

and even if ya might get better in time after that kind of incident, it doesn't mean the scars aren't still there and can open up at times.

sure it might not make you cry like it did before, and you might not cry at all when thinking about it. but it doesn't mean your still not okay with what happen and you might feel bitter about how it went.

it was that incident, might be a reason why I am even more not a big fan of Toxic-Religious people when they cross a line.

plus I can still believe that there can still be good Religious people, and even good people who aren't religious at all.

plus how a person is good or bad, well bad in a very super bad way...

at times how they are will have nothing to do with them being religious, plus just because some are Toxic-Religious doesn't mean the Religion itself will be at fault, but it is possible who runs different sectors of it from different branches could bring shame by corrupting one of the branches.

like if a church was run by someone who was corrupted, and brainwashed people who go to it.

plus with how some Toxic-Satanist are, they probably think no one who ends up being reborn at some point, will have a major beef with them. but they would be so wrong, cause there will be beef and bitter resentment to them when memories even if it's just bits and pieces end up being recalled by the ones they have done harm upon.

I want to try to believe that not all Satanist would cross a line, and would never taint the soul of a innocent like what those Toxic-Cultist did to Alessa from The First Silent Hill Movie that is based off of The Silent Hill Video Game Series.

and it could be rare for Toxic-Satanist to do harm on those they don't know is a Earth Angel....and for all we know, Alessa was a type of Earth Angel, though the Toxic-Cult that hurt her weren't Toxic-Satanists.

Toxic-Satanists are but just one of those who are part of The Toxic-Religious people who cross lines they shouldn't and end up causing trauma.

and yeah, it wouldn't just be Toxic-Satanist that would taint the soul of a innocent....other people who are Toxic-Religious will end up doing that too, and they would do harm to the one they had caused damage to, and I guess how bad it is, it could very well carry on to the hurt soul's next life.

there can be different levels of it, that aren't as bad or not as dangerous as the higher levels of Toxic-Religious.

but it doesn't mean the less hazard types, aren't still hurtful and bad.

and both the Toxic-Masculine and Toxic-Feminine can make some do bad choices, like how in some point in that Moxie Movie the girl who was fighting for girls, ended up falling into the Toxic-Feminine ways.

but she only was brought out of it, thanks to a girl who really needed her help and she was able to be brought back to the good side of the Feminine energy.

even if some Feminist don't get it, I don't think I can make them understand or listen to reason.

for all we know, Lilith who is Charlie's Mom from Hazbin Hotel...

could represent The Toxic-Feminine side, while Adam from the same show, represents The Toxic-Masculine side.

as weird as it might be, I think if Adam did come back as a Sinner and wasn't just gone, I can't help but think he might end up becoming a little redeemed, like he could be full of himself and think he is The Gift to Womankind.

but it could be possible in that mix, his heart could change a bit.

he will still be a insensitive full of himself jerk, but at the same time maybe one with a heart this time.

I mean fan theories are only at rare times right, and boy do some fans end up getting really REALLY happy when their fan theories end up being canon.

Deltarune Chapter 2's future events were technically predicted by accident by fans.

one of them being about Kris eating the whole pie, like using the knife they took out in Chapter 1 and when Chapter 2 fully came out, it turned out they used it for the pie.

but I still think they may have sneaked out first, went to the library, broke into the computer room in the said library and open a Dark Fountain first, before they went home and ate all the pie.

the other fan predication that were possibly by accident, but was used in a Deltarune AU Comic.

would also have to do with the Darkners becoming Items when they enter The Light World, that turns out to be canon.

if you read "Paper Trail" by LynxGriffin.

anyway, it could be possible that the Ralsei we see in Chapter 2, isn't the same one that Kris and Susie befriends in Chapter 1.

for one thing, the Ralsei in Chapter 1 is a bit shorter and has smaller feet.

and for all we know, when Susie and Kris were busy dealing with Lancer's Dad, the Other-Ralsei switched places with The True-Ralsei.

and once Kris and Susie were back home, The Other-Ralsei had locked the door that leads to the Other Dark World that is Lancer's Home.

I think Lancer might be a Quadruplet, and the Pictures of Him in his room, that we see at first in the Card Kingdom's Dark World.

is really him and his brothers, and even if Susie hadn't notice, it is possible the Lancers switched with each other when bonding with Susie. and the first Lancer she formed a deep bond with, is possibly still trapped in the Card Kingdom with the Ralsei who still wears his original outfit unlike the one who appears in Chapter 2.

it is possible that even if the Dark Worlds that are closed, are just not open and can't get to anymore, it doesn't mean they aren't still active.

and if Kris wanted to, they could very well open them back up.

but they would have to find the key that unlocks both the dark and light world's doors to the unused classroom, because that door in the unused classroom, was possibly locked by The Other-Ralsei to keep Kris and Susie from finding out that they are not the one they had befriended in Chapter 1.

I could call the Other-Ralsei by "Alisre" half of the name is pronounced like "Alice" and the other half is like "ray" I think.

well the name Alice isn't just a Girls name, plus we could view the name Alisre as being gender neutral/unisex name much like the name Alice.

anyway I wish I had came on sooner to talk about who won on that weird poll I did, but I guess it's okay if I took my time.

I will have to in some point, check my Messages but I just don't feel ready yet but I might do so at some point.

I'm sure there are others who would check some messages when they are ready, even after their internet connection going back to normal after acting up form some days, that may have happen some month or so ago.

I think it happen before February...?

but anyway, I'm still surprised I think by Lucifer becoming The Poll Winner, but also kind of glad as well.

like picture if Devil from one of the Cuphead AUs found out he lost in the poll.

Cuphead and Mugman would be fighting, well arguing about which one of them should tell Devil about it. XD

like picture Casino Cups versions of the brothers hearing about the poll and learning their boss lost, like technically both versions of him.

well I guess it could be seen as The Eveningstar Princess being both Weird with her first poll, but also trolling Cuphead and Mugman's Boss from the different Fanon Timelines of The Cuphead Universe.

I have no regrets making that poll, I'm glad I let my weirdness out when making that. XD

once again my giving myself the whole nickname "Eveningstar Princess" besides being a Earth Angel, who is technically a descendant of some Royals, and besides being a descendant of Seth & Cain...

it mainly has to do the weird stuff that happen when my Mom was going to have me, because of the whole fact she NEVER got Morning Sickness with me, she only got Evening Sickness when she was going to have me.

and that is one of my Weird Earth Angel Eveningstar Princess Origins.

and if it is true that some percent of us do have Nephilim Genetics, it would explain why when I was a newborn, I came out looking as big as 2 week old....yeah I was told that I looked like a 2 week old and I was a pretty big newborn.

plus it is possible that Lucifer from Hazbin Hotel, didn't make 100% same mistakes as the one from our universe.

to which the one from our universe, I still want to give the cold hands to face punishment to, for playing a part of the whole balance between The Masculine and Feminine Energies not being fixed properly, and the Toxic-Masculine left unchecked during those times, and yeah Toxic-Feminine is still bad, but it isn't as high or as dangerous as it's Masculine counterpart.

I think that even if I can still believe in Jesus, but if he makes some bad choices in some form of twisted form of justice, then I will not view it as being okay, and it just ends up proving to me it is some humans that make up humanity and some parts of omnimanity, that can do some pretty messed up stuff...

plus if some info is right, and the whole Samael being involved.

if ya puppeteer humans into doing some messed up things, like messing with something that can cause a global pandemic, that is only going to place the humans involved in messing with it so recklessly only half to blame.

and I am NOT putting up with humanity being scapegoat for that.

which as strange as it might be, I had decided to try to pray for Jesus, so whatever dark and toxic-masculine influence that might have him, will be fixed and healed...

I guess some stuff I read before that has to do with some messed up stuff Jesus might do, had made me suspect him, because of too much of a coincidences.

and if I am right, that if he does some choices that does more harm than good, despite still having a good heart, then the reason why he would make those type of harmful choices if he is truly involved.

it might have to do with the Toxic-Masculine energy.

what I can try to do, is try to pray for him, even if some might think it is pointless and super weird, and wonder why I would want to try to pray for him that has to do with that stuff.

but I have my reasons, I mean yeah if he is a descendant of King David as well, even if I'm from the side of King Solomon and not being able to take that throne is a blessing in disguise for me.

but yeah, he would still be family, even if distant, and there is one family I don't much consider family much anymore after they did something really REALLY bad....of course I'm talking about my older cousin who besides hurting my feelings to the point where I had to hide in the bathroom to cry, he has done some stuff that is far worse than that to someone else...

I'm still gonna hope I'm not Jesus's descendant, and we are only distant cousins...but anyway, not everyone has to agree about my feelings about the whole possibility the reason why he could be involved and make some pretty bad choices, could be because he is under the influence of some Toxic-Masculine energy and he needs to be healed from it.

I'm not going to make others believe it, just share my belief and thoughts about it.

anyway if when I'm able to, I could make another poll that involves Adorkable Apple Goober Lucifer from Hazbin Hotel.

and I guess if we think about it, Devil from The Cuphead Show did perhaps get second place. XD

Devil from Cuphead Game, came in last.

and the Winner of the poll who became The Number 1 Adorkable Apple Goober King, is Lucifer aka Princess Charlie's Dad. :)

oh yeah, before I forget...

some of the episodes of Cuphead Show, made me think that the Devil from that universe could of been The Steven who was messing with time travel, while the new timeline version of Steven Quartz Universe would become Sans of Undertale.

Devil from the Cuphead Show, had his items put in bubbles and he ended up fusing with Santa....he be Half-Gem...O_O

I just remembered I wanted to talk about that weird fan headcanon, I mean I had posted this before editing that part in, but the reason why I had to hurry was because of food...which I'm still eating.

Devil from Cuphead Show, can't hide the truth...he is a Steven. XD

get him to sing along with the Cookie Cat song and there might be some proof, if he knows the full song and shows sign of Gem Powers, then he is possibly The Original Timeline Steven.

#mature audiences only #not for kids #poll winner #devil cuphead #lucifer morningstar #lucifer hazbin hotel #adorkable #goober #talking about feelings #my thoughts #march 2024

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x-i-l-verify · 4 months ago

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If I can just throw my two cents into the hat just real quick...

"Not as easy to hurt," Bro. Broski. The lad is not even 4 and a half feet tall. I could punt him a good distance, never mind an actual enemy that wanted to seriously cause him harm. Turn that boy into a squeaky toy for a few baddies and watch the conflict just write itself. :V

HOWEVER, I will say that as a newcomer to the whole LOZ franchise, I don't really personally care that Four doesn't have as much of a dark and tragic backstory as some of the other Links? Obvs I know some things through internet osmosis and watching random video essays on games like BOTW and Majora's Mask and such, but LU has been my first real foray into these characters and watching them get a deeper characterization. And Four became my favorite almost immediately due to his design and personality, not because of preexisting knowledge I have of his games or any sort of attachment to one in particular. The fact that he doesn't have the baggage that somebody like Wild or Time does is... well, honestly kind of refreshing, actually? He's a very confident, balanced character, that plays well in a group and can fill basically any niche in a plot that you want him to, and you're not rehashing the same old beats/conflict again and again from fic to fic.

And as the previous commenters mentioned, there's plenty of opportunity for conflict with his character, both on an internal and external level. After all, if your character doesn't come pre-made with a whole train's worth of emotional baggage, there's the time-honored tradition of walloping them until they develop their own in real time. One could explore Four's relationships with the other Links, how he relates to them and their respective journeys (e.g. how Hyrule thinks he "got off easy" compared to some of the other heroes and how fans make that a prime source of conflict for him). One could explore culture shock, him finding out his place in the timeline and all the implications of that, have him meet some of the other Links' villains, even, and have to deal with that. One could, as mentioned, put him in a situation he can't easily think his way out of and force him to get really creative or rely on the others more than he would like (I have the feeling Four in particular hates feeling useless with a burning passion).

Anyway, all that to say, if people have a hard time putting Four of all people into Situations, that sounds like a skill issue. Get Gud, ya casuals. :P /j /lh

It might just be my cold talking but I think I’ve figured out what it is that makes Four less popular for fic writing (in general anyway, Four stans keep doing what you’re doing). And that is... he’s just not as easy to hurt.

Hear me out. If you’re writing a fic about about Wild, and you want to cause him pain, you have like a billion options to explore. He has his memories, he has his identity crisis, he has his guilt over the champions and failing plus the extra grief with Mipha, he has a tendency to get injured, he’s bad at working on a team etcetera etcetera. And that’s not even counting anything I’m sure y’all are doing because of totk.

For Four... well. Aside from the four sword and splitting, and any angst from losing Shadow, there’s... honestly not a lot else. I mean, there is a little, like Ezlo leaving, or how young Four was, but anything else there is isn’t very well known, since Four’s games are the ones that people seem to have played the least. Plus a lot of Four angst centers around his troubles of being split and splitting, but if you’re like me and like to stick to canon, there isn’t even that, not really.

This is just an observation though, I could be wrong ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Just thought it was interesting.

#linked universe #character analysis #xi replies #whump #four of swords #I think ALL the Links have great potential in fic depending on how they're used #it's just that a lot of people go for the low-hanging fruit and leave some of the other characters' potential underutilized :/#And on the one hand I GET it you can mine angst for characters like Wild or Wars or Time all the live long day #but on the other hand come on y'all think outside the box a lil #also as i have stressed this is /lh i'm just giving my own perspective on the matter #because I have been a bit perplexed on why there seems to be a bit of a dearth of good Four content #and this at least explains why #there's no harm in having a few characters that are a bit less of a walking trauma bomb though #if some of the characters are more well-adjusted that's better for the group dynamic as a whole anyway #don't be afraid to whack 'em occasionally regardless :p

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bambazzle · 3 years ago

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LGBT+ Fantasy/Fiction Books and TWs

-In the case that a book on the list is the first of a series, TWs will include warnings for the entire series-

IDNS means “I Do Not Support the Author”- reasons will be listed and linked! if you are interested in this author’s book, try to buy second hand!

I have removed some books that were on here, I know! I removed them specifically for problematic content- this book list was not just books I loved, but books I had yet to read and hoped to love. Books that misrepresent or fetishize our community don’t deserve to be supported and spread even more. I have replaced these books with ones that don’t perpetuate harmful stereotypes, so we can all enjoy our escapes!

1. Carry On by Rainbow Rowell (Trilogy)-

(Fantasy, Witches, Vampires, kind of Harry Potter-y, MLM Romance, TW for suicidal ideation, self-destructiveness, abandonment, foster care, neglect, bullying, major character death, racism, murder and attempted murder, violence, gun violence and relationship issues. It has some heavy topics but is written in a pretty light tone.)

(DNS author: Racism/stereotyping/fetishization of Asian community)

2. Red White and Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston-

(MLM “Enemies” to lovers, about the son of the President and the Prince of England getting into a fight, they have to fake a friendship to fix their PR situation, TW for being publicly outed, semi-graphic sex scenes, politically charged discussions, addiction, underage alcohol use, blackmail, parental death (mentioned), homophobia, panic attacks, sexual abuse/harrassment (mentioned), racism, parental neglect )

3. Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller-

(MLM but not explicitly romance, Ancient Greece, demigods, exile, TW for abduction, abandonment, war, violence, ableism, child abuse, death, human sacrifice, human trafficking, murder, plague (mentioned), sexual assault (mentioned), self-harm, slavery, torture)

4. The Foxhole Court by Nora Sakavic (Trilogy)-

(MLM, very slow burn. Demisexual MC. Mafia mixed with kids with broken homes mixed with a kid who has a dream of being a pro at a fictional sport. The focus is NOT on the relationship, it is the subplot. TW for ableism, verbal and physical abuse, abuse within a psychiatric facility, alcoholism, underage alcohol use, physical assault, sexual assault, conversion therapy (mention), death of an animal, parental death, drug abuse, drug use, drug overdose, drug misrepresentation, violence, gun violence, knife violence, homophobia, hate crime, murder, panic attacks, rehab, self harm, suicide (mentioned), graphic torture, manipulation, police intervention, organized crime/mafia, graphic description of burns. It is a great series but it has heavy content and is not light reading if you go in unprepared.)

5. The House on the Cerulean Sea by TJ Klune -

(MLM (WLW side characters), fantasy, found family, heartwarming romance, magical creatures, TW for abuse(mentioned), trauma-related anxiety, bigotry, body shaming, bullying, child abuse (backstory), internalized fatphobia, homophobia, microaggresions, violence, violence against children)

6. Heartstopper by Alice Oseman (Series)-

(MLM, graphic novel, slow burn, coming out, TW for emotionally abusive relationship, anorexia, self harm, suicidal ideation, bullying(mentioned), psychiatric facility, trauma discussion, homophobia)

7. The Raven Boys by Maggie Stiefvater (Series)-

(MLM, Fantasy, about a secret private school, slow burn, found family, TW for underage alcohol use, drug use, suicide(mentioned), homophobia, domestic abuse, child abuse(mentioned), murder and attempted murder, burglary, car crash, fire related death(non-graphic), kidnapping, terminal illness, sick parent, ritual sacrifice, suicide, violence, gore, gun violence, knife violence, panic attack, PTSD, workplace harrassment)

8. They Both Die at the End by Adam Silvera-

(MLM, Bisexual Latino characters, whole story takes place in 24 hours because at about midnight- aka the start of the book- they get a phone call saying they’re going to die, TW for death, animal death, child death, drowning, violence, gang violence, gun violence, homophobia, panic attack, parental suicide, suicidal ideation, sick parent, police intervention, and foster care)

9. Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo (Series)-

(Queer characters, but no romance in the first book, fantasy, found family, slow burn, TW for graphic depictions of violence, addiction, genocide/fantasy racism, gambling, drug use, withdrawal, ableism, abuse(mentioned), sexual slavery(mentioned/backstory), sexual assault(mentioned/backstory), imprisonment, murder and attempted murder, death, death threats, loss of loved one, prosecution, torture, violence, gore)

10. The Gentleman’s Guide to Vice and Virtue by Mackenzi Lee-

(MLM Historical Fiction Romance, Travel/Journey, Best Friends to lovers, TW for abuse, homophobia, adoption, alcoholism, breakups, death(mentioned), epilepsy/seizures, prison, robbery)

(DNS author: transphobia/biphobia)

11. In Deeper Waters by FT Lukens-

(MLM, High fantasy, “A young prince must rely on a mysterious stranger to save him when he is kidnapped during his coming of age tour”, TW for kidnapping, violence, abuse, war(mentioned))

12. Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Sáenz (Duology)-

(MLM Latino coming of age story, TW for violence, surgery, transmisogyny, sexism, homophobia, hate crime, PTSD, hospitalization, alcohol use, drug use, animal death, car crash, death(non-graphic))

14. We Contain Multitudes by Sarah Henstra-

(MLM, coming of age, friendship and romance, TW for bullying, homophobia, abuse, underage alcohol use, drug use)

15. Beneath the Citadel by Destiny Soria-

(Asexual/Bisexual representation, fantasy, ragtag team goes on a quest, TW for death, abduction/kidnapping, blackmail, branding, child abuse(mentioned), coma, amnesia, execution, murder, addiction, violence)

16. More Happy than Not by Adam Silvera-

(MLM main character, YA, “it's about a boy who is considering a memory-alteration procedure to forget he's gay because leading a life as a straight teen would probably be way easier for him. It's about science versus nature, friendship, sexuality, and a quest for happiness.” About the happy ending and how even bad moments lead to good. Hopeful but despairing. TW for attempted suicide, suicide, domestic abuse, medical procedure to erase sexuality, internalized homophobia, homophobia, depression)

17. I Wish You All the Best by Mason Deaver-

(Nonbinary main character, nonbinary muslim side character, romance/love and building a family out of people you care about. About finding your voice. TW for bad coming out, misgendering, transphobia, family rejection/struggle, anxiety(detailed), child abuse, gender dysphoria, homophobia, disownment, panic attacks, suicidal thoughts, suicidal ideation, underage alcohol use)

18. We Are Okay by Nina LaCour-

(WLW, moving out and coming of age, self-discovery and childhood romance, TW for loss of a loved one, depression, loneliness(detailed), chronic illness, death, drowning(mentioned), suicide)

19. The Rest of Us Just Live Here by Patrick Ness-

(Contemporary, about the normal people’s lives while living among Chosen Ones. Family/coming of age/acceptance story. TW for monsters, apocalypse, violence/explosions, death, anorexia, relapse, panic attacks, anxiety attacks, unrequited romance)

20. Lizard Radio by Pat Schmatz-

(Dystopian story about a teenager struggling with their gender identity, TW for abandonment, oppressive government, outlawed homosexuality, hate crime, homophobia, transphobia, violence)

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