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honey-minded-hivemind · 6 months ago

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Idk why but lately I've been thinking a lot about a reader who is some flavor of trans/didn't vibe with their assigned gender at birth. Maybe in a scenario where they were kinda neglected with the X-men they were worried being different like that would only make them more isolated/get reader in trouble. So in a scenario like in fallen snow au where they are separated from the yans for an extended period of time and find themselves free and living on their own, reader just goes all out with dressing and presenting themselves in a way that they feel like they couldn't before. Like, they look completely different from when they left/ran away from the mansion.

When the yans do find reader? Reader has gone all out, they realized theyre transfem? Reader is wearing all the girly clothes she always wanted to but was too scared to try. Reader realized theyre transmasc? He's cut his hair, has a binder and models his look after like- Ryan Reynolds or something. Reader realized theyre nonbinary? They be rocking the most slaying fit that reassures them of their androgenous identity.

Idk just- the x-men finally finding reader after a long time only to realize just how little they all really knew reader. The yans realizing just how badly they messed up bc only when reader was alone and away from the mansion did reader feel confident/comfortable enough to come out. Heck, maybe reader DID try to come out but the yans were just that neglectful.

The real question is if the yans overcorrect themselves and slather trans!reader with affection or just act like reader always presented as their preferred gender and the yans try to pretend they didnt mess up as badly as they did.

I was thinking about this as well-

If Creed Reader (or any Reader) was trans (transfem/transmasc/transenby), they'd feel like they could breath, could just be, foe the first time they're alone amd on their own. They have no one to please, no reason to pretend, nothing to hide or standards to reach or anything holding them back. So they get creative. Go all out.

They're transfem? Good bye nether region, hello lipstick and sleek dresses and skirts and appearing more feminine! They adore feeling this way, and enjoy becoming more of themself each day!

They're transmasc? Good bye chest, and welcome extra hair everywhere and wearing only shorts and trying different suits on and appearing more masculine! They appreciate the warmth they feel, and accept their new changes with open arms!

They're transenby? Well, they're doing whatever they want! Don't want a chest? It's gone! Don't like their lower regions? They're changing them! They want to wear tank tops and shorts and not be too curvy or muscular? Ha! It's no problem! They like being them, not necessarily a male or female, just them, scars and flesh and soul and all!

The platonic yans, upon seeing Reader for the first time in awhile, are shocked.

Reader is... a guy/woman/envy?

They know even less about them then they thought!

The platonic yans are bending over backwards to try and get their pronouns right, trying to appeal to their preferred wants and likes, calling them pretty or beautiful or handsome or gorgeous or cute or stunning, whatever makes them smile or feels good, they'll do it, just tell them! Reader likes skirts or shorts or pants? Oh, look, a whole closet full, each in varying lengths and styles and colors! Reader likes certain body sprays or perfumes or scents? Here's a new one to try each day of the year, in enough scents that any body or beauty store woukd be jealous! Reader wants to appear a certain way? Let them help! Be it braiding their hair or trimming it or shaving it off or growing it out or whatever they want, let them know, amd they'll accommodate it!

They're all so, so eager, and very, very overzealous in their efforts. They will NOT fail this time. And if anyone gets Reader's gender wrong?

That person will find a very p*ssed-off Sabretooth, Wolverine, Charles Xavier, Morph, and a whole herd of unhappy teens about to beat their *ss.

Reader is THEIR little sunshine, so they better treat them with respect!!!

#honeycomb thoughts #platonic yandere marvel #yandere platonic marvel #platonic yandere xmen #yandere x-men #platonic yandere marvel x reader #platonic yandere xmen evolution #platonic yandere xmen evolution au #platonic yandere xmen 97 #platonic yandere xmen: the animated series #platonic yandere wolverine and the xmen #platonic yandere wolverine and the xmen au #platonic yandere xmen anime #🪶creed!reader #🐻cave bear creed reader🐾 au #❄fallen snow🩸 au #❄frozen snow🌨 au #🌓meet me in the woods🪶 au #🪶claws of the smilodon🩸 au

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blackdollette · 1 year ago

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jack and reader are like sunshine and grump. he’s like “i hate everyone but you” and she’s like so sweet and he’s so sarcastic and a major asshole to everyone except her. they go to a dinner with some people from work and one of the co-workers starts to pick on her and give slight hints that she could be like a better gf for jack n she thinks no one can hear her and ofc reader is just trying to ignore it and be nice but jack isn’t having it and confronts her. and on the way home reader try’s to hide that her co-workers words got to her by silently crying. but the second they go home jack comforts her and reassures her and is just so loving.

i love stuff like this so much

"you're born in december and i'm born in june." | jack thurlow

chemtrails over the country club. - lana del rey

female!reader x jack

word count: 1000

contents: fluff

you were the light of his life. he always told you that you were the only thing that made his life worth living. if anything ever happened to you, you knew it would drive him insane and make him do something drastic. whenever he came home from a rough day at work, his entire disposition would light up when he saw you running to the door and jumping into his arms. you were perfect for each other.

he had an event coming up with a few of his coworkers. just a little get-together at a restaurant. honestly, jack had never been too keen on these particular colleagues. they were stuck up and always tried to get into his pants. you stared out the window as he drove into the night, keeping a hand on your thigh the whole time.

jack pulled into an empty parking space and parked the car, walking out and offering you his hand. you accepted it with a big smile on your face. he walked you into the restaurant, the cool breeze brushing over you as you walked in. as soon as jack stepped foot into the building, two young women started calling out to him, waving with a little more enthusiasm than necessary.

you and jack made your way to the table sitting down with them. one was a blue-eyed blondie with the body of a model, and the other had jet black hair and piercing blue eyes that could cut diamonds. a wave of insecurity washed over you for a moment as you saw the girls that jack faced every day. you saw the way that they were looking at him, and you couldn’t help but wonder if there was something going on behind the scenes.

jack excused himself to make a short trip to the bathroom, making this the perfect time for you to strike up a conversation with his coworkers. you put your hand out to shake, introducing yourself with a smile on your face. the girls glared at you for a moment before speaking. “don’t you think you’re a little too ‘sugar ‘n spice’ to be dating someone like jack? i mean, don’t take it personally sweetie, but lets face it. you’re just not right for him.” a toxic little smile crept up on her face as the other one burst into laughter.

you were a little stunned. you’d had people judge your relationship before, but no one had ever said something like that to you before. it always seemed as if you were perfect for eachother, but that was beginning to seem very one-sided. jack returned from the washroom, noticing that your mood had changed a little.

he looked at the girls, innocent expressions on their faces, and he immediately knew what had happened. the rest of the night went on. you sat there in uncomfortable silence as you watched them shamelessly flirting with your boyfriend, acting like you weren’t even there. it stung badly, but there was nothing you could do.

eventually, jack’s heart started to ache. it was extremely rare to see you like this, so he desperately wanted to help you. he stood up from the table and took you by the hand, leading you out of the restaurant. you and him walked back to the car, you letting yourself in before he could open the door for you.

he got in as well, staring right at you. he cleared his throat, as if trying to find the right words to use. “you ok, doll..?” his voice cracked a little. he wasn’t good in these types of situations. you nodded your head and told him to start driving, your voice a little more bitter than usual. jack didn’t want to risk you snapping at him, so he started the engine and started making the way back to your apartment.

it was a silent drive. your head was down the whole time. you weren't in the mood for talking, which he understood, but the drive felt like torture for him. he let out a quiet sigh of relief as you finally arrived at your destination. you quickly exited the car and walked inside as jack trailed behind you. once you got to your room, you tried going into you and jack’s bedroom, but he stopped you, pinning you to the wall.

he had a solemn expression on his face as his eyes stared into your soul. you didn’t know what it was about that look, but something about it completely broke you. before you could do anything, tears welled up in your eyes and started streaming down your face. in a matter of seconds, you were sobbing as he gently cradled you in his arms.

he carried you over to your bed, making you sit on his lap as he held your head to his chest. the sound of his heartbeat calmed you down a little, but not enough to stop the tears from flowing from your eyes. he lifted up your chin so you were looking at him. you didn’t need to say a single word for him to understand all the pain you were feeling right then.

he pulled you back into him, wiping away your tears as he gave you a soft kiss on the forehead. he stroked your back, making your breathing steady a little more. once you had fully calmed down, you looked up at him, your eyes still a little watery. he smiled as he looked at your beautiful little face. you were so precious to him, he couldn’t ever imagine letting you go.

he pulled you under the covers, helping you slip out of your little dress. he took off his shirt and tucked you both under the blankets. he whispered sweet little things to you as he gently stroked your cheek. this whole thing put you in a trance-like state, causing your eyelids to grow heavy. before you knew it, you had fallen asleep in his arms, dreaming of him.

author's note: my schedule's getting busy :(( i hate this sm. but im still gonna balance my writing with my actual life, so ill try to post like once or twice a day. thank you all!!

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #euronymous #lords of chaos #lana del rey #444rockstargf

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androgynealienfemme · 2 years ago

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"Although I know my identity to be femme, I am not saying that all lesbians are either butches or femmes, nor am I saying that they should be. Many lesbians seem to be perfectly comfortable being androgynous, being femmes with femmes or butches with butches, or just being "themselves." I am not trying to fit all of the lesbian nation into my paradigm; what I am trying to do is broaden the lesbian paradigm so that women like me not only fit but are celebrated in our own right, and not derided for not being real lesbians.

I am also aware that some lesbians change their identities depending on their lovers or the time of their lives. These roles are not static, nor should they be. I know a handful of butches who have gone femme and a few femmes who have gone butch, and I say mazel tov. I also know quite a few butches who, in the privacy of their own homes, like frilly teddies and makeup (butches in drag, or transvestite femmes?). And many, many femmes who are carpenters and softball players and who like butches on their backs in bed.

I also need to say that it is not only butches who attract me. All kinds of women attract me, and for that matter, femme women who have a particular attraction for me, because they validate me by being role models who teach me that femininity is not weakness.

We have limited our options by desexualizing our community. The rhetoric says that we develop our politics from our personal experiences, except, of course, when our personal experience is too sexy. In our effort to examine the sexual exploitation of women, we have denied our lesbian heritage, as well as our current options.

Discerning what is femme and what is butch is very difficult, since most of us who use these terms use them to define who we feel we are, and do not mold our behavior to fit existing stereotypic roles. I call myself femme because it describes who I feel I am, once I figured out it wasn't a bad word. It does not mean that I love to cook, or that I never wear pants, or that I can't paint a house or seduce a woman. It does mean that I love in the feel of my femininity, that I experience my essential self, sexually and socially, ad female.

I love to dress up pretty for my lover. I love the feel of lace on my body against the feel of strong woman hands. I love to curl up in my lover's arms. I love our oppositeness- her starched white shirts against my silky ones, her sneakers and loafers in the closet next to my girly shoes, her short, neatly trimmed nails against my longer polished nails. I love the power of my femmeness, the traditional feminine power to seduce and over-power her with a gentle touch."

"Femme-Dyke", Arlene Istar, The Persistent Desire, (Edited by Joan Nestle) (1992)

#the persistent desire #arlene istar #lesbian #lesbianism #butch #femme #butch and femme #butchfemme #butch lesbian #femme lesbian #lesbian lit #lesbian history #sapphic #lesbian writing #lgbtq+#lgbtq+ writing

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fy-mina · 9 months ago

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MINA Harper's BAZAAR June 2024 issue

translation by MarisaTheCube

"Mina of TWICE poses against the shutters on a balcony offering a wide view of Paris, with a line of Hausmann-style buildings.

“I’ve wanted to try doing a fashion shoot for a magazine overseas. And the setting is Paris, which I love! The city’s buildings and the townscape are so beautiful, so it would make for a wonderful shoot, so I’ve been really looking forward to it.” When looking at a photo of herself dissolving into the Parisian scenery, a happy expression comes over her face. As the shoot continues, Mina changes into countless outfits and quickly captures their design, moving actively or standing still with a mature mood. Her movements are widely varied, just like a top model.

“Paris is known for its classic cityscape, but the people living there are also wonderful. There’s a calm atmosphere, and I admire the way people spend time at cafes, use chic fashion in their own ways, and dress up at night to enjoy the nightlife. When I first visited Paris, I was looking forward to sightseeing. I was able to go see the outside of the Louvre, but there wasn’t time to go inside, so I was looking forward to going there the next time. If I had an opportunity to stay longer, there are so many other plans I would want to do, like getting up in the morning and going to a café, going to the market if the weather was nice – spending time here as though I lived here,” she says with a sparkle in her eye.

In order to embody Mina’s dream plan, the shoot this time is themed as if Mina was studying abroad in Paris for a short time during the summer season. She wears Fendi’s summer collection in a bourgeois-chic apartment to express the feeling of spending time freely in the summer.

“The Fendi summer collection that I wore for the shoot this time has a fresh style of Western clothing and swimwear. When you think of swimwear, you often get the image that it’s only worn at places like the beach or the pool. But if you wear a jacket and skirt or denim pants over it, you can wear it around town, and it’s very new and cool. My personal favorite is the combination of a short jacket and striped skirt with swimwear.”

Mina travels around the world as a member of TWICE. In 2023, the group embarked on their fifth world tour, becoming the first girl group to perform at stadiums in Japan, and set records for days in a row, including setting the record for the first girl group to hold a sold-out performance at LA’s SoFi Stadium. The group’s tour is ongoing, and they are currently scheduled to hold a performance at Nissan Stadium, where they will be the first overseas female artists to perform. Mina is enthusiastic, saying, “It will be a challenge for us.”

Furthermore, last year, she began unit activities with MISAMO. “The three of us - Sana-chan, Momo-chan, and I – have been working as hard as we can to support each other. This year, we hope to go on tour for the album we released as MISAMO.”

Mina shows off her beautiful new faces one after another, both as a member of the world-famous girl group that captivates audiences with their amazing live performances, and as a model participating in fashion shoots as a brand muse. In January of this year, she attended Fendi’s couture collection as a guest, and made her show debut. She expressed that she was nervous about going to the show alone, but said, “Personally, I love Fendi, so I was even more excited for that. I bought my first knitwear a few years ago, and thought it was really cool and comfortable. After that, I bought a bag, and now I use it regularly. Personally, I like the “Peekaboo” collection. Fendi generally has very feminine collections, but they also debut some very imaginative items, so I’m always looking forward to surprises.”

As mentioned, this was Mina’s first time coming to Paris alone for a fashion shoot since her debut. She gave the impression of a female image that was simultaneously cute, intellectual, and elegant. What kind of expression will she show in her next fashion shoot? We can’t take our eyes off Mina as she continues to put forth effort and gain experience to update her form.

Mina is a member of the nine-member girl group TWICE, who are scheduled to perform at Nissan Stadium this year. Also, last year, she formed MISAMO with fellow Japanese members Sana and Momo and began unit activities."

#mina #twice #240419 #p: magazine #e: endorsement #harper's bazaar

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britt-kageryuu · 10 months ago

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Karaoke Night #2: A edited vod. A line in the description mentions new aged up models. Aged up as in they look less like freshman in high school, and more freshman in college/university, for Mandrin, BlueNeon, and Dee. Red Angel is perfect the way he is.

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Leo is dramatically performing 'Could Have Been Me' by The Struts.

He's dancing with a mic stand as well. Lots of hip swaying, and tail wagging.

He's also showing off a the newer version of his model. Taller, broader, a bit more muscular, more markings on his limbs, and a bit more mature looking. While dressed in Jean shorts, knee high boots, his mask with long tails, and a simple blue tank top.

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Donnie is singing in a lower octave than usual. His models build is also Taller, Broader, swimmers build. He keeps changing outfits to match the song.

He's currently performing Sounds of Silence, if only to show off his voice. Some of his notes had a rumble that could be felt through the speakers/headphones of the listener.

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Mikey is only a bit taller, but dressed in a super cropped paint splattered jacket, his mask with some art themed charms on the tails, black/orange fingerless gloves, sunset gradient colored pants, and boots.

He's currently singing and dancing to Never Had a Friend Like Me. Throwing in alot of his razzmatazz! A glowing effect on his model helped with the effect.

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Raphs model was in just black baggy pants, his mask, and red/black sneakers.

He's performing Surface Pressure, as a bit of stress relief. As performing amazingly!

The others are used to this by now, but it still hits a slight sore spot everytime.

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River wanted to sing a specific song, but was told no, no matter how cute they look, the song wasn't appropriate enough for a cute teal robot turtle to sing. She pouted off to the side while looking through the song list.

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Shelldon apparently found some older songs, and was singing Surfing USA by the Beach Boys. It sounded a little funny with Shelldons slight surfer dude accent. And a little off key.

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The next few sets were just rap battles between the brothers trying to trip each other up in the middle of a verse. Who won each round just depended on who was against who.

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A clip from a break time where Shelldon and River messed around with a large floor piano prop, and attempting to play an actual song. They keep stopping the blame the other for hitting the wrong notes, and saying the combination they need to play.

They don't realize they're both trying to play a different similar sounding song.

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The boys perform another couple of 90's boyband songs, and dance routines.

Though at one point someone missteps and they have to quickly get back into rhythm, and not get hit by Raphs tail.

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Leo decides to change it up a bit and sing is Spanish for a song or two. (If it amuses you yes one of the songs is Despacito.)

What little bit of the chat that is visible during the VOD is going nuts over how his voice sounds while singing in a different language.

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Donnie, Leo, and Mikey are performing a J-Pop song with full choreography. They all swapped to male J-pop Idol style outfits for the song.

Though there is a bit of talk of doing a Female Idol song with the Idols Costumes, but they didn't have such outfits/costumes ready at the time.

Again what little of the chat visible is a little disappointed not to see them all in the Idol costumes.

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A clip of Leo doing a magical girl transformation to change into a blue sailor uniform type costume, before tripping on something, and the music is cut off. He was not going to live this down for a while.

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The camera shifts to see Mikey start to yawn, lean back a bit to far and fall backwards out of his chair with a loud thud.

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Raphs in the middle of a song, when his phone rings LOUDLY. He fumbles on the verse, and trying to answer to phone. He walks off the set, and away from the microphones so his call isn't picked up by the stream.

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Donnie in the middle of a song accidentally activated a rapid costume change that swapped through 10 outfits, before leaving his model 'naked'. He lets out a squeak, and runs out of frame to fix this accident.

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daily-twice-content · 9 months ago

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MINA Harper's BAZAAR June 2024 issue

translation by MarisaTheCube

"Mina of TWICE poses against the shutters on a balcony offering a wide view of Paris, with a line of Hausmann-style buildings.

#mina #twice #240419 #p: magazine #e: endorsement #era: with you #harper's bazaar

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legally-brief · 4 months ago

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MOVIES WITH MEN IN UNDERWEAR (This is outdated- website shutdown early 2000’s)

“J-K”

Title Description of "UnderScene"

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Jamón, jamón (1992) (Salami, Salami) Spanish movie: First scene is audition for underwear model. Lots of good shots

Jawbreaker (1999) Comedy. Ethan Erickson in a bedroom scene.

Jeffrey (1995) See this movie!!! Great white briefs scene with male lead; many other shirtless hot men in NYC.

Jerk, The (1979) Steve Martin lives up to the title by wearing white full-cut droopy boxer shorts in several scenes.

Jockaholics (XXX), Sierra Pacific/Tiger Media dir. Jerry Douglas, 1989(?) Jockstrap fetishists will want to check out this pornvid as a jockstrap makes its way from one sexual encounter to another. Phil Bradley, Jason Andrews and others star.

John Loves Mary (1949) Ronald Reagan changes his pants on camera, revealing his dark khaki boxers for all the world to see.

Johnnie Mae Gibson: FBI (1986) (TV) Dramatised story of black, female FBI recruit. Her handsome husband (William Allen Young) strips to his spotted white boxer shorts in a bedroom scene.

Johnny Come Lately (1943) James Cagney takes his pants off to give them to the maid for cleaning. He wears long underwear.

Johnny Mnemonic (1995) Keanu Reaves in silk boxers (first scene).

Johnny Suede (1992) Brad Pitt. Major photo opportunity when he sits down for breakfast in his socks and underwear.

Johns (1996) David Arquette in white boxers.

Journey: Absolution, The (1997) Sci-fi. Mario Lopez, Richard Grieco, and a host of other gorgeous guys in white boxer briefs in many scenes throughout most of the movie.

Joy of Sex (1984) Christopher Lloyd, and Cameron Dye, in white briefs. Another guy in red.

Julia Has Two Lovers (1990) Pre X-Files David Duchovny. During the first 20 to 30 minutes, intermittent shots of Duchovny in gray briefs. Some excellent profile shots.

Jury Duty (1995) Pauly Shore as a male stripper at beginning and end of movie. Strips to G-string and struts his stuff. Very big looking bulge.

Just Looking (1999) "After Lenny's (Ryan Merriman's) pants fall down, we briefly see him in his underwear".

Just One of the Guys (1985) Billy Jacoby in boxers and an open robe.

Key To The City (1950) Clark Gable strips down to his A-shirt, white boxers and garters in front of another older man. A funny garter scene comes later in film.

Kid from Brooklyn, The (1946) In a fight in the dark, a milkman played by Danny Kaye, gets half of his pants - one entire pant leg - ripped off, revealing full-cut powder blue boxers.

Kid in King Arthur's Court, A (1995) Thomas Ian Nicholas in his boxers a couple of times during the movie after getting out of bed in the morning, and when he was practising his karate.

Kids (1995) Depicts Brooklyn teenagers running rampant in pursuit of unprotected sex. Multiple views of teens in boxer shorts.

Kiss or Kill (1997) A guy gets into bed with a young boy (both are in their underwear, but nothing else happens).

Kiss Of Death (1995) Rowdy customer who gets out of line at a strip bar is forced to make his exotic dancing debut onstage in his briefs.

Knock Off (1998) Jean-Claude Van Damme has to yank off his pants when he discovers there is a bomb in them.

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thebonnevillegamepodcast · 11 months ago

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It's time to learn a little more about our lead characters!

Araminta "Minty" Lam

Full Name: Araminta Joy Lam Nicknames: Minty, Mint, and the Spooky Girl Age: 25 Birthday: November 22 Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Female Orientation: Bisexual Height: 5’4” Nationality: Chinese and Filipino American Religion: Spiritual but not religious Place of Birth: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Occupation: Supernatural Podcaster (The Night Owls of Philly) and Graphic Designer Face Model: Lydia Shum and Joyce Cheng Voice: Rachanee Lumayno

Minty is excitable and bubbly. She's a kind-hearted, friendly, and cheerful spooky goth girl. She can be one-track minded, especially when it comes to anything related to the supernatural. This can make Minty seem rude when she’s just bulldozing right past someone’s point or attempt at changing the topic. She’s a little too confident in her knowledge of the occult, believing she can handle whatever is thrown at her because she’s seen a lot of scary movies. She’d never be “stupid” like a horror movie character would be.

She’s a healthy skeptic. She doesn’t believe everything she hears and prefers to investigate before she buys into something. She knows there are a lot of scam artists out there that will take advantage of people who believe in the supernatural.

Minty desperately wants to find proof of ghosts and the afterlife. So far, she’s come up empty and that disappoints her.

She is very family oriented and gets along with most of her family. Her father passed away when she was young, and she currently lives with her mom and older sister.

Likes: Her friends and family, horror and sci-fi, romcoms, queer media, socks, laughing at Hallmark movies with her mom and sister, scary stories, podcasts, podcasting, autumn, rainstorms, MST3K, rock, death rock, goth rock, post punk, rockabilly, coffee shops, and video games

Dislikes: Humidity, feet, styrofoam, doing laundry, glue smell, cold fries, wearing pants, beer, fatphobia, and flies

Favorite Foods: Grilled Cheese and Pickle Sandwiches, Siopao Asado, Picarones, Hong Kong Egg Tarts, Egg and Banana Roti, Mooncakes, and Wawa Soft Pretzels

Favorite Drinks: Boba Milk Tea and Amaretto Sour

Favorite Animal: Bats

Favorite Color: Green

Laura Bates

Full Name: Laura Marion Bates Nicknames: Laurie, Lulu, Lars, and Lala Age: 25 Birthday: March 4 Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Female Orientation: Lesbian Height: 5’6” Nationality: Black American Religion: Agnostic, but exploring Witchcraft Place of Birth: Somewhere in Pennsylvania (It'll be revealed later!) Occupation: Supernatural Podcaster (The Night Owls of Philly) and Accountant Face Models: Bern Nadette Stanis and Cicely Tyson Voice: Krystal Gem

While Laura’s love of all things supernatural and macabre could rival Minty’s, she’s a lot less excitable. She’s sarcastic with deadpan sense of humor without being cynical. Laura is blunt about her opinions, but she has some sense of tact. She can be just as dorky as Minty and she feels absolutely no shame about it. Life is too short to worry about what other people think.

Laura is a natural born leader. She’s talented and brilliant, but she doesn’t trust people easily. Minty and Ingrid are the only two people she truly trusts. She struggles with her self-worth and PTSD, preferring to fight her inner demons in private. Laura doesn’t reach out for help nearly as often as she should. She is a lot better at helping other people with their problems and she’s a humanitarian at heart.

Likes: The macabre, scary movies, Halloween, autumn, the countryside, small cottages and cabins, farms, theme parks (especally abandoned ones), sci-fi, the Star Battles franchise, terrible YA romance books and movies, murder mysteries, punk rock, reading, books, video games, dark academia, and cottagecore

Dislikes: Talking about her past, washing dishes by hand, heights, parking, this economy, balloons, and sports

Favorite Foods: Seafood, Croquettes, Chocoflan, Philly Cheesesteak, Sweet Potato Muffins, Pineapple Salsa, and Guava Pastries

Favorite Drinks: Strawberry Mint Tea and Long Island Iced Tea

Favorite Animal: Horses

Favorite Color: Orange

Ingrid Sullenberger

Full Name: Ingrid Ellen Sullenberger Nicknames: Inga, Ingri, and Ing Age: 24 Birthday: February 22 Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Female Orientation: Pansexual Height: 5’3" Nationality: White American (German, Norwegian, and English) Religion: Pagan Place of Birth: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Occupation: Supernatural Podcaster (The Night Owls of Philly) and Tattoo Artist Face Models: Macha Méril and Lynn Lowry Voice: Kat Walker Shea

Ingrid is soft-spoken and timid. She can be shy, but once she feels comfortable, she loves to talk! She seems like she would be the polar opposite of Minty, but she’s just as into horror, spooky things, and alternative culture. She just also really likes cutesy things and romance movies.

Most of her tattoos are also very easy to hide with clothing, making her appear more conservative than she actually is. While she's gained respect in the tattoo community, she does still stick out like a sore thumb among her own.

She’s a pushover and she lacks assertiveness. While she’ll always come through in a clutch, she is the easiest to scare. She must overcome her intense fears to help Minty go toe-to-toe with O'Malley the Smiling Demon. She's the type of person who forces herself to power through her terror. Ingrid is incredibly kind and she has a strong sense of empathy.

She believes in the paranormal and she takes it deathly serious. She will often butt heads with Minty over not being cautious enough. She and Laura don't always agree on matters of the supernatural, but immensely respect each other.

Likes: Tattoos, tattoo artistry, drawing, paganism, witchcraft, scary movies, Halloween, Christmas, romance movies, cute accessories, stuffed spiders, sweets, animals, autumn, sweaters, musicals, cinema history, the beach, forests, and winter

Dislikes: Disrespecting the occult, standing up for herself, baking or cooking, animatronics, sand (it gets everywhere), and bitter foods

Favorite Foods: Strawberries, Hidden Rose Apple Toast, Pasta, Black Bean Burgers, Tacos de Papa, Potato Soup, and Russian Honey Cake

Favorite Drinks: Thai Iced Coffee and Mai Tai

Favorite Animal: Spiders

Favorite Color: Blue

Rebecca "Bex" McQuoid

Full Name: Rebecca Elspeth McQuoid Nicknames: Bex, Beck, and Becka Age: 36 Birthday: October 5 Pronouns: She/Her Gender: Female Orientation: Pansexual Height: 5’6” Nationality: White American (Scottish, Irish, and German) Religion: Atheist Place of Birth: Bonneville, Pennsylvania Occupation: Cook at Bonneville Podcasters' Retreat Face Models: Melanie Papalia Voice: Kat Walker Shea

Bex is a little weird. You have to be a little weird when you’re raised in a white trash family in the middle of nowhere. Bex is intelligent, but flippant. Not very many things upset her, but when they do anger her, she goes from 0 to 60 in the blink of an eye. She can typically diffuse tense situations simply by a lack of reaction or by telling a joke. She generally keeps a cool head, so much so it seems like she doesn’t care. In reality, she’s tired. She’s seen some shit and she is over it.

She's friendly yet apathetic to most people when she meets them at first. She doesn't hate a lot of people either. Someone would really have to press her buttons or give her a reason to hate them. She struggles to trust people on a deeper level, yet she continues to seek out connection with others. Under all her bluster, she has a good heart. She's just used to taking care of herself with little to no help from anybody else.

She’s blunt, but she’s never intentionally hurtful. Sometimes she just sucks at wording herself. She’s never been one to brush off someone else’s hurt feelings with “I’m just being honest” either.

Her life is mostly ruled by giving into the existential dread and some form of nihilism, which can make it difficult for her to form and maintain relationships with people.

Likes: Her dog and cat, animals, money, cooking, baking, discovering new recipes and foods, working out, being outside, collecting cookbooks, oat milk, and reading

Dislikes: Cops, debt collectors, working customer service, large crowds, amusement parks, almond milk, and being seen as “soft”

Favorite Foods: Homemade Bread, Macarons, Brownies, Kimchi Carbonara, Paella, Bobotie, and Pretzel Pot Pie

Favorite Drinks: Vanilla Lattes and Corpse Reviver

Favorite Animal: Cats and Dogs

Favorite Color: Pink

#the bonnneville game #podcast #audio drama #audio drama podcast #horror comedy #Minty #Laura #Ingrid #Bex #Character Profiles

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neverthelesshex · 1 year ago

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"Muse" Jschaltt x reader (Collage AU) prt1

No smut in this part sorry

Female reader sorry boys

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You wake up to your alarm, ugh the typical repeating, exhausting, and repeating day starts you put on some white cargo pants, with a brown lacey cami top since it was mid summer, you throw on some Mary Jane's grab your satchel bag sling it on your shoulder and start to go to your class, on your way you grab a coffee and continue your walk to your first class.

You sit down next to ted, taking a sip of your coffee

"Hey y/n what are you up too" he hums writing down some stuff from his flim class notes

"Trying to wake up and survive another day. I have like three exams today!" You whine throwing your head back running your hands through your hair

"Man I don't have any exams till next week, you need to relax a bit" he smiled

"I wish but I need to study this weekend so my schedule is packed" you huff

"Dude, you don't always have to study" he rolls his eyes

"YES I do, you just don't understand I need to pass this collage shit" I cry

"I'm passing all my classes, And I party on weekends you'll live I promise-" he sighs

"I hate parties..." you stare blankly at him

"Then come to a baseball game with me this week my friend jschaltts playing" he taunts with a hint of begging in his voice

"Fine" you agree

*time skip*

It's Saturday you did a majority of your studying Friday, and now you're in front of your closet trying to figure out what to wear out, you decided on a white tank top and some black cargo shorts with some converse.

You walk out of your campus dorm and start to walk to your collages baseball arena and start walking up the stairs seeing ted a mid way up,

You go and sit next to him "so which ones jschaltt" you question

"Number 69 with the mutton chops" he points

You nod and see him. The game begins with jschaltt at the home plate with his bat he hits it left field getting to first base with ease going to half point between the bases before getting go second and sliding being safe. The next batter Is up hits it right field and jschaltt gets to home sliding a cloud of clay red dust filling the air

"SAFE" the umpire yells, I softly clap as ted is screaming his lungs out.

The rest of the game goes by and jschaltts team "the Chicago rams" win with 25-10

We walk down near the dugout to see jschaltt

He walks out with his baseball bag on his back

"Hey buddy!" Jschlatt booms

"Jschaltt!!!" He side hugs jschlatt

"This your new girlfriend" jschlatt hums nodding his head towards me

"Nah this is my childhood friend y/n" he laughs

"Well hi y/n I'm jschlatt how are you" you shake his hand shyly

"I'm doing good, good job at your game though" you smile

"Thanks y/n!, now guys let go eat I'm starving" he groans

You and Ted nod getting into his car and driving to Applebee's

Ted sits with jschaltt and you sit alone in a booth he you guys order your drinks and start to talk

"So y/n what are you majoring in?" Jschlatf asks tilting his head slightly while taking a sip of his drink

"Art, more specifically visual art and fine arts ted is my model for when I have to do certain projects" you ramble

"She draws really good, so I'm happy to be her muse" he laughs

"You should show me some one day" he smiles "I love art but baseball is my calling!" He bluffs

You guys get your food and chat more and eat before you guys leave jschlatf gives you his number

"Call me up if you ever need a muse" he smiles at you

You get at your dorm again changing into pajamas and flopping down into your bed

'Today was amazing' you smile to yourself before going to sleep.

#smut requests #crush smut #jschatt #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt stuff #multiplicity #story #writing

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katikis · 1 year ago

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PSA/HC faceclaims and appearance stuff.

So I know there's some confusion regarding my use of icons and faceclaims so I thought I'd make this small post to clear that up. I only have a handful of icons for Satoru that I got from a free source and most of them have him wearing his blindfold, so emotions just do not convey the same, so I've got other multiple faceclaims for when I need to convey expressions better. Plus it also works with the detail of them being trans enby and having some different physical features in comparison to canon.

So I've got like, 5 of these. Just young Toru, student years, still learning about gender expression and stuff.

Then I use these for slightly older Toru, around 3rd year 18-19 yo. The hair length and the slightly more feminine appearance are the canon to the portrayal. They mostly dress up like a tomboy girl, shirts, short pants, high socks, etc.

These are for young adult Toru. Early twenties to 27yo. Very female presenting, female clothes, make up, long pretty hair, breasts and hips bc hormones treatment. Dresses up very nicely and attractively bc they're a haute couture model for some important brands, so, dresses, tights, high heel boots, long coats, etc.

Then canon icons for 27-28 yo Toru, after Suguru's death. Back to short/male hair, more male presenting, wears exclusively black and mostly gender neutral or male clothes but still does their make up a bit, and ofc the female body characteristics are still there. To this point they don't do brand magazine modeling anymore but mostly important catwalks and make up advertising. This is also a consequence of their mental struggle with their blindness and it getting worse to the point they struggle with basic tasks.

28/post canon and aus. Just Toru with slightly longer hair once they decide to let it grow longer again once coming to terms with Suguru's death, as they initially cut it as a sign of mourning. They go back to wearing colors and female clothing but mostly dress up soberly, like a rich aunt. Megumi helps them out with their make up and clothes as they're legally blind by then. These are also the icons I use for Suguru-is-not-dead aus since that would probably be the appearance they would have.

So those are the main points but also sometimes I'll change faceclaims mid thread bc I don't have the right expression/emotion so, sorry about that ✌️ hope this clears things up

#• ○ ° ★　.　 * 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠.

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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 2 years ago

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So my two eclipse backups are Perseus and Titanic

Titanic First

Titanic is a female who is around 10'7, with a slightly darker colour palette from Eclipse

She wears a pair of somewhat burnt, grey shorts with black stars on them and a plain black tank top, although they sometimes change that out to a pair of Dark orange and pastel orange classic pants (like what sun and moon wear), a black long sleeve and a light orange shall over that

She swapped out the old model's legs due to rusting and internal damage that couldn't be fixed, so she swapped them with a pair of dino-like legs to help with running (she denies it but she has beans)

The bunker she and Perseus activated was redecorated and renamed 'The Return' and is a safe spot for any and all universes

Titanic will throw hands if anyone harms her children. She enjoys baking, cooking, sewing, and walking around the forest the bunker is in.

Titanic has two voice boxes, one of the original Eclipse and a female one (think sweet middle-aged southern mom)

she has a long tail with white fluff on the end

Perseus' turn!

Perseus is 4'3 with a pastel colour palette

They activated a week before Titanic

they started calling her by the name Titanic cause they thought it sounded cool (She doesn't have the heart to tell him about what happened to the Titanic)

Their named after one of the Milky Way Galaxy Arms

he has dyslexia

He is the more impulsive of the two

he made siblings with a sun backup named Norma, a moon backup named Cygnus, a lunar backup named Sagittarius, a blood moon backup named Scrutum, and a Harvest moon backup named Crux, All named after the arms of the milky way

He enjoys gardening, foraging, feeding wildlife, and training the local foxes, raccoons, and wolfs

They have a pet raccoon named Lily pad, or Lily for short

he has paws like KC, they also have beans

My lord eclipse will come later

🔆

I love them both so much and I'm currently squeezing them like plushies.

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #sun and moon show #sams #fnaf titanic #fnaf perseus #snoweyanswers #🔆 anon #not my ocs #tw limb loss mention

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hidingoutbackstage · 1 year ago

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@naturalkillercyborg Oh bestie you have no idea the rant I have just locked and loaded about how much I hate remake Ashley

Prefacing this ofc with the fact that I LOVE og Ashley, she’s a great character whom I adore, and my hatred for her remake version comes from all the things they removed from og Ashley to make her so bland and digestible.

You mentioned the eyes, which you’ve seen me complain about endless times, but while the eye color change from brown to blue does suck, it’s part of a larger issue I have with remake Ashley: she’s too pretty. Capcom apparently got it in their heads that female characters MUST be wearing makeup at ALL TIMES, so Ashley, throughout the ENTIRE game, has glossy pink lips, a highlight-like shine on her nose and cheeks, and shimmering brown eyelids. This isn’t Ashley exclusive, Ada and Hunnigan are wearing makeup at all times too, as are Claire and Jill in the 2 and 3 remakes (women b wearing lip gloss ig) but it pisses me off because Ashley was bare faced in the original. Her lips were almost the same color as her skin, she had no makeup on, AND THAT’S PERFECTLY FUCKING FINE, BECAUSE SHE WAS KIDNAPPED TO ANOTHER CONTINENT.

Ashley’s also too pretty because she’s an Instagram model, and that’s not an exaggeration. The face model for Ashley was a literal Instagram model named Ella Freya. I don’t know her, she’s a perfectly fine and attractive woman, but again I must state how plain Ashley looked in the original. She had a soft round face, a cute nose, normal eyebrows, charming big ears, she looked plain and she looked normal. Ella Freya, though, is an Instagram model in the year 2023, so remake Ashley now has a slimmer face, slimmer nose, perfect eyebrows, blue eyes that I hate, and, to my absolute dismay, her hair now permanently covers her ears at all times (unless you give her the casual outfit which was a cosmetic only available for preordered versions of the game but I’ll stop there before I go on a completely different rant).

Still continuing the “too pretty” rant, she’s wearing THE stupidest blazer and scarf I could POSSIBLY think to put a 20 year old in the year 2004 in. Her og outfit was perfectly fine and charming and fit the time period, and her beta outfit was even better, because it was cute yet functional, an orange coat, gray scarf, gray gloves and black pants. The remake though, kept her original silly cute outfit but added sheer tights (which is dumb, just give her pants) and a blazer that no one under the age of 30 and isn’t a senator would ever wear. The blazer also has a stupid eagle pin on it because duh Ashley’s “Baby Eagle” that’s her code name she’s the daughter of the president that’s all she is!

Which leads me to my next grievance, remake Ashley is THE DEFINITION of a prop character. She could be a bag of money stolen from the White House and NOTHING story-wise or gameplay-wise would change. In the original, saving Ashley felt like a real escort mission. She had her own health bar, she had a personality that was spunky, she was mostly helpless and afraid being out of her element here (WHICH IS FINE) but she still persisted at being brave. She had a short temper at times when it was justified (mostly sexualization jokes or straight up SA at her expense) AND she got to do things like drive the forklift, operate the wrecking ball, save Leon from his Plaga, and playing as her in her sections is fun if you can ignore the panty shots. She feels like a real young woman who’s really on this adventure with you, and you genuinely feel terrible for her as her infection worsens or when she gets kidnapped.

But NOPE apparently og Ashley is tooooo hardddd so there’s no health bar for her this time, she can get captured or hit and still be fine, she doesn’t drive the forklift, she operates a different wrecking ball in a fight scene that feels like it was done that way to pad the 9 hour play time (with a stupid line that I’ll get into) there’s no sexual assault this time (thank GD) so she never gets to be upset or fiery or spunky or able to communicate ANY gd damn emotion that isn’t “happy for Leon” or “uwu so scared and meek and helpless” and it’s OBNOXIOUS. The scene where Luis comments on Ashley’s boobs has been changed (again, thank gd) to him calling her señorita, to which Ashley just says “Señorita has a name, it’s Ashley. You are?” like it’s just a question and there’s NO anger or malice behind her voice when she corrects him.

Before I get into how basically every line remake Ashley said pissed me the fuck off I’m gonna go over her play style, because yeah, you get to briefly play as Ashley in this game. In the original, Ashley gets separated from Leon, and you have to play as her by traversing the halls, solving puzzles and avoiding enemies to get back to Leon. It’s scary because you’re used to having Leon’s ammo and health items at this point, so playing as Ashley, you’re almost completely defenseless. It’s a fun play style. I say “almost” completely defenseless, because there is one thing Ashley can do, and that’s pick up the lanterns around her and chuck them at enemies, setting them on fire and killing them. And that’s BADASS and I was so STOKED to see how they did this in the remake so much so that upon my bf’s first playthrough I made him let me play the Ashley section.

And I was real fucking disappointed because GONE is Ashley’s (and thus the player’s) sense of helplessness. Why? Because Ashley is given a lantern that temporarily freezes the enemies sneaking up on her in place, allowing her to escape. It’s a dark room so the lantern acts as your only light source, which is fine as a gameplay mechanic. But Ashley, our too good sweet unflawed innocent girl this time around, gets to do NO killing and is basically INVINCIBLE for most of her section, because she’s given impenetrable armor in the form of this lantern. At the end of her section she loses the lantern and you do just have to run for it, but that’s a short burst of speed down a hall and then you’re safe. There’s no challenge to Ashley’s section this time.

Okay real quick before I get into how her lines piss me off, I’m gonna talk real quickly about her lack of personality BESIDES her lines that refuse to give her one. So, we learn a SINGLE new thing about Ashley in this game, and that’s that she is in a sorority at college. We only know this because she has a sorority sticker on her cell phone. That’s it, that’s all the new information we get about this character.

There are also plot beat changes that piss me off with their lack of personality given to Ashley. The two main ones I can think of are when Leon first finds her, and when they get separated in the castle. In the og, when found, Ashley throws something at Leon to defend herself before curling up into a ball in the corner. She does this a lot in the game, cowering in fear by making herself smaller, which is an interesting character thing, yes it’s possible for characterization to come from movements. In the remake, Ashley brandishes a candelabra and tells Leon to let her go (mistaking him for a ganado) and he just easily disarms her, and when trying to explain herself she escapes out of the room. It just feels like an attempt to quench to complaints about Ashley being too weak in the first game, which could’ve been fine if she was actually a stronger character in this, but she isn’t.

The second plot beat pisses me off so fucking much. In the original, while walking in the hallway, Ashley starts coughing up blood due to the parasite. Leon asks if she’s okay, and, panicked, runs down the hall away from him, a gate separating them and chasing her down the hall until she’s captured, ending with the two being separated. You have to play as Leon to find your way to the room where she was taken and shoot off her restraints to set her free. Ashley has a cute quip there, and then has to escape the pursuing Ganados, leading to the “playing as Ashley” section. In the REMAKE, Ashley is instead taken control of by Saddler using the Plaga inside her, threatening to slit her own throat with a knife, allowing Saddler to put distance between her and Leon so a gate can separate them. Ashley is then let go of the mind control, she drops the knife, panics, and runs away. The gate is immediately lifted, and you have to play as Leon to find her, where she’s just…sitting in a room and crying. Leon gives her a pep talk about being brave, which somehow works because this is a shell of a character, and you move on.

Apparently people complained about Ashley running off frightened in the original, so in the remake they make it so that it isn’t her fault she and Leon get separated, because GD FORBID a victim act out, act irrationally, or have FLAWS.

Okay now we’re going to get into her lines/dialogue, if you couldn’t tell, I was holding back before. Shocker I know, but I’m really miffed about these.

Ashley's ENTIRE EXISTENCE and EVERY SINGLE LINE in this ENTIRE GAME is dedicated to one of two things: 1) hyping up how cool Leon is, or 2) telling us how scared she is. That's it. No personality. No character. No backstory. No insight into who she is as a person. No mannerisms that tell us anything about her. Ashley might as well have not existed prior to the start of Resident Evil 4 because she has no character AT ALL. This woman is a KIDNAPPING VICTIM who is the ENTIRE FOCUS OF THE GAME and she doesn't get anything about her that makes her unique.

I was expecting AT LEAST ONE LINE FROM ASHLEY about her father, that she was excited to see him again, that she loved him, or the opposite, that they have a complicated relationship, that he's not a great dad because he's the president and busy all the time, SOMETHING. But nope, none of that. We have no idea how ASHLEY feels about the FATHER you're supposed to return her to. A pretty BASIC relationship to establish if you ask me. In the original, and I chalk this up to misogyny in the script writing, because Ashley's the president's daughter, they only mention her father throughout the game. They never say "parents" or "family" they ONLY say father. In the show Infinite Darkness, we see on the president's desk that he has two pictures of Ashley, one of the girl by herself and the other of just the two of them with their dog. No mother in the pictures. I thought that had the potential to be an interesting character thing, maybe Ashley's mom was dead or had gotten a divorce from her father, maybe the remake could have at least a throwaway line about it. NOPE. Ashley's only established emotional relationships in THE WHOLE GAME are Leon, the man rescuing her, Luis, the man helping her, and the cult who kidnapped her (obvious negative feelings for that one).

Ashley was so hated in the og I guess that the writers of the remake built her entire existence on endearing her to the player. See, she doesn't need your health items anymore! See, she doesn't scream "annoyingly" anymore! See, she cries out for you when you get hurt and close to death! See, she's pretty now! See, she doesn't get mad at you for looking up her skirt (yes that's a real mechanic in the og and yes it was removed)! See, she does NOTHING but tell you how cool and awesome you are and how much she believes in you! See, when she gets separated from you it's not HER fault! See, she actually lovesss the American government and military and she's soooo patriotic! See, she wants to be your agent partner rather than having a crush on you! Like OH MY GD IT IS FINE IF NOT EVERY ASPECT OF A CHARACTER'S PERSONALITY IS ENDEARING. IT'S FINE. IT'S FUCKING FINE.

I mean ffs Luis is a flawed but good-hearted character and this stupid fandom fucking LOVES him (mostly because they can ship him with Leon though) so why does Ashley have to be held to this impossible standard.

One of the Ashley lines that pisses me off the most is the line Ashley says when she gets in the wrecking ball i mentioned earlier. Leon asks if she can operate one of those things, and this dumbass compares it to "drivers ed." Drivers. Ed. Are you fucking kidding me. All you did there was make her look like a ditz for equating operating construction equipment to driving a fucking car. In the original, Ashley was able to easily drive a forklift and wrecking ball with no problem, even proudly proclaiming "Leave it to me, Leon!" as she climbs in the forklift, to the point that Ashley being "forklift certified" became somewhat of a joke/meme (at least among my friends) because again it's a character moment. This is just stuff she knows how to do. It's silly but it's endearing, and you chose to replace that with "it's just like drivers ed." Givemeagddamnfuckingbreak.

Another Ashley line that I only came to hate recently comes from the DLC Separate Ways where you play as Ada. Ashley in the base game has a couple lines related to Ada, but all of them are about Leon's relationship to Ada, so once again, her entire focus is Leon. Whatever. In the trailer for Separate Ways, there's a shot of Ashley during the final boss fight looking towards the camera, implying that Ashley was going to interact with Ada, and I was SUPER EXCITED about that because none of the three main women EVER interact in this game (Ashley, Ada and Hunnigan) and I wanted to see what kind of conversation Ada could have with Ashley. Maybe Ada showing a rare bit of sympathy for this poor, fearful kidnapped girl, maybe offering her a ride out of there (though Ashley would just say "not without Leon" which. whatever) or ask about the Plaga or even just say "You okay?" or ANYTHING.

Well imagine my disappointment when that didn't happen. Ada walks up to where Ashley's nervously watching the fight go down, Ashley turns to Ada and says "Leon needs help. Hurry!" and that's IT. Ada doesn't even say anything BACK, she just goes to help Leon. Once a-fucking-gain, Ashley's ONLY there to service Leon, even when talking to someone else.

Ashley's commitment to being patriotic and wanting to be Leon's partner pisses me offfff too. It's not even my anti-American side, it's simply the fact that this game is trying so hard to be patriotic. Which is REALLY fucking weird considering the og was the complete opposite of that, but again that's a separate rant. Again it's another move to endear her to the player, since Leon is a government agent and the people playing this game probably also play Call of Duty so they think the American government and military is cool.

AND. AND AND AND! The creators said they wanted it to be clear that there was nothing romantic between Ashley and Leon. Which is fine! I'm cool with that! I prefer it actually! BUT they removed some elements that I think would have been MORE endearing to see. In the original, Ashley and Leon hug several times, and it's always cute and sweet, feels very older brother little sister with the way Leon pats her on the head, and very genuine when Leon cures Ashley of her Plaga, how she sits up and throws her arms around him as a thank you. Makes me wanna cry. In the remake they hug ONCE and it's brief. After Leon has been cured of his Plaga and wakes up, Ashley cheerily smiles at him and gives him a hug because, as she says, "I thought you were gonna die." and Leon simply pats her ont he back, doesn't even hug her in return. Like what the HELL??? This girl has been through SO MUCH these past few days, and she doesn't even get a gd damn ACTUAL hug???? Why????? There's nothing inherently romantic about that.

The other removed element is from an early concept for the remake that was scrapped, and that was a hand-holding mechanic. basically you could hold Ashley's hand if you wanted her to stay close to you while you were running somewhere. The creators scrapped it because they didn't want Ashley and Leon to seem "too close." Why? Holding hands isn't inherently romantic, and even in Japan that kind of PDA is fine. Leon grabbed Ashley's hand (albeit in scripted cutscenes) in the og and they were never romantic, so why not here?

I am fully aware that the Ashley in my head isn't completely the same as og Ashley. Og Ashley isn't jewish, doesn't canonically dye her hair blonde, doesn't canonically have a dead mom, but it's still all based on stuff in canon that relates to her personality and characterization. Remake Ashley is fucking nothing, there's nothing to springboard off of, and although the fandom pisses me off for their refusal to engage with women, when it comes to remake Ashley there's not exactly anything worth engaging with since her entire existence revolves around you, despite your mission revolving around her (they could still try harder though).

Was watching og 4 gameplay for writing reasons and was struck by just how much I miss og Ashley 😭😭😭 babygirl I’m soso sorry for what the remake did to you

#sid rants #sid bitches #resident evil #ashley graham #sorry that took so long i just had to get it all out

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gojology · 4 years ago

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Let Me Spoil You. (18+) (NSFW)

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆 | I AM FEEDING U GUYS SO GOOD ???? holy mother of a goose i poured my blood sweat and tears into this, bumping to yung gravy as i write this so u alrdy know this is gonna be a banger!!! also i didn’t edit at all and i got so lazy at the end n i didnt wanna scrap this so uhh sorry if its bad 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 | Dom Gojo x Sub Female Reader 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 | 3683 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 | Dub-Con (I think?) Inexperienced Virgin Reader, Somnophilia, Degradation, Dom/Sub, Edging, Begging, Spitting 𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 | It’s your one month anniversary, and you really don’t like Gojo spoiling you, Gojo gets frustrated, he teaches you a lesson. A soft orange filter glazed the bathroom, a humid breeze blowing in weakly from the window that was always open, no matter what. The shower head lightly sprinkled on you, mumbling curses to the shower head, you swatted, and lightly tapped it a few times before you realized you had to change the water pressure. Facepalming, you hadn’t realized that you had changed the water pressure to ungodly levels. It was too late when you had realized, the water shot at your face, practically pushing you back. Water droplets adorned your cheeks, and your hair suddenly decreased in volume. Gasping for air, you used your arm to wipe your eyes and quickly turned the temperature up to anything other than the freezing bitter cold, you stretched, indulging in the refreshing, hot water. You had just gone out with Gojo for a luxurious dinner, even though it wasn’t quite your style, Gojo had insisted on taking you out to a fine-dining establishment. Small cuts of steak, with absurdly expensive champagne on the side, and of course, Gojo’s favorite, absurdly expensive desserts. It had been almost a month since you had began to go out with him, and he had tried treating you like a princess ever since. Anything you set your eyes on, he offered to buy it, whipping out a black leather wallet that was close to snapping. Thick wads of cash sat untouched, and you always politely declined. He had always argued with you, telling you that it was a given for significant others to spoil their loved ones. You always brushed it off, but in the latest argument between you two, Gojo was persistent, insisting that you were to dress in your finest and so that he could, “finally spoil my babygirl.” You could still remember how the conversation went. “No, Satoru.” you scoffed, turning to face him, leaning on the counter. Your arms crossed over your chest, “We can get JUST as good food if we order take out or some shit.” “Listen, sweetheart,” he immediately rushed over, his hand on your ass, rubbing up and down, his other caressing your neck. “It’s nothing on me financially, I can handle it, I want to spoil you princess.” You shook your head, looking down. He took his hand off your neck and rubbed his. “I rarely get to spend time with you, between the meetings and the missions and training Yuuji, so let me do it just this once, is that okay, pumpkin? Besides, what do you lose from this? I made the reservation too, so we don’t have to wait. It’s a win win~” You glanced up, before looking down again, ruffling your hair. An awkward silence grew between you two. What did you lose from this? Even though Gojo was absolutely loaded, you still felt terrible spending money for unnecessary shit. He looked at you, placing his hand on his chin, he looked like he was thinking, which was unusual, because the guy was as dumb as a snail sometimes. He let out a small “hm” stroking his chin as if he was debating with world renowned scholars before finally opening his mouth, “Oooooooooh, I get it now!” You sighed, so dramatic. He leaned forward, you always forgot how ridiculously tall he was, and how much he loomed over your figure. “Babe, don’t feel bad.” he tipped your chin upward so he could look you in the eye, even though he was quite literally wearing his blindfold, “this has been our 1 month anniversary, and what’s an anniversary without spending money on unnecessary shit?” “I mean, I guess..” Hesitantly agreeing, he shoved you upstairs into his room (and yours as well!) to throw on the best formal looking outfit you could find last minute. Digging through the drawers, you found a skin-tight black sundress that you had paired with a layered delicate necklace Gojo had gifted you on your second week of dating. Hastily throwing on gold rings and a gold anklet just for the fun of it, you fluffed up your hair. You looked at your black high heels. Hey, if you were gonna be so lavish looking, why not go all out? You regretted that train of thought later on, and wondered why you didn’t just pull up in a simple white t-shirt. Regardless, it was worth it at the end. Gojo looked stunning that night. Swapping out the regular blindfold for a pair of black sunglasses, it accentuated his chiseled features even more. His hair wasn’t what it was usually, it wasn’t spiked up at all. Instead, he wore it down. It looked much softer, and it framed his face perfectly. He wore a buttoned down dress shirt, and you felt your heart swell when other woman watched him walk by, their faces faltering when they realized his arm around your waist. He even went to the extent of pulling the chairs out for you, and opening the car door, as if you were truly a princess. Admittedly, you found yourself enjoying the fine dining, even with the ridiculously small portions. The atmosphere, and the pampering from the waiters had grown on you. While thinking about the events of your anniversary, the door creaked opened, Gojo’s head peaked just above the foggy glass doors of the shower. You slightly slid the door open just a crack, you knew that most couples would immediately open the door and have their arms out, waiting for their significant other to immediately pleasure them in the shower, but you hadn’t done anything like that with Gojo yet. Instantly met with his incredibly toned body, glowing in the hazy amber light from the window, you gulped. A towel draped over his veiny arms, and an incredibly large t-shirt with panties in the other. You quickly realized the t-shirt as the one Gojo often wore, you had never worn one of his t-shirts before. The endless missions had obviously done him well, he looked like he was sculpted from marble, a gift from heaven. Arms strong enough to hold the world, you wondered what it would be like to have him carry you around. Your face flushed a bright red, you didn’t even know what it was like to be carried by him, the furthest you both went was making out, and even you had found yourself being too bad at it to do it consistently. Lost in thought, you didn’t even realize what Gojo was saying. “Sugarplum? I got your clothes.” he murmured softly, setting the towel and clothes down. Your breath hitched, watching his head turn to face the shower. Instantaneously looking down at your face peeking through. You were never gonna hear the end of this one. A small smile spread across his face, before disappearing into a large cocky smirk, now that he had realized what you were looking at. “It’s okay, I understand, pumpkin. Not many have the courage to tell me face to face that I’m the best. In terms of strength, and looks, and everything.” You stuck out your tongue, blowing a raspberry. “Fuck off, idiot, I’m trying to shower!” “Ouch! I didn’t say that when you were ogling at my body, didn’t I? That really hurt my feelings, weren’t you ever taught the golden rule?” His hand wove through his hair, and you couldn’t help realize how soft it looked without all the gel holding the iconic spikes together. “Treat others how you want to be treated.” he winked. Your mouth sealed shut, accepting your defeat, you slid the glass door shut loudly. You heard loud booming laughter go down the hallway, gradually getting quieter and quieter before exhaling a sigh of relief as you continued to shower. You couldn’t help but think about your boyfriend’s body once more, it seemed like a dream. Was he really yours? He had the body of a super model and he settled with you and not some ridiculously pretty girl? Anyone would take advantage of such a handsome boyfriend, showing him off for the world to see. You felt an unfamiliar throb between your legs, you looked down, head tilted to the side while also simultaneously furiously washing your hair. You hadn’t felt this throbbing too much, it was almost like a yearning, and you were almost sure you knew what it was, but you didn’t quite want to admit it yet. Shaking your head furiously, you wanted to finish your shower before anything else. Ignoring the obvious. ‧₊˚✩彡. Rubbing your hair with your towel, you had thrown on the t-shirt and panties, cursing Gojo silently for not giving you a pair of shorts. Rummaging through the drawers in your room, Gojo suddenly appeared in the hallway. “What are you looking for, love?” he leaned on the doorway, cocking his head to his side with a mischievous grin. “Why don’t you ask yourself, considering that you were the one who gave me my clothes.” you scoffed, pushing the drawer you were searching for back and moving on to the next. You had forgotten which drawer had your pants, vivid images of Gojo’s body echoing through your mind. “Your pants are on the left of the drawer.” he strode over to the king-sized bed, the mattress sinking down as he sat. “What are you thinking about?” You scoffed again, looking at him with a side eye. “I’m not thinking of anything? What are you talking about?”

“Whenever you think, you forget literally everything around you.”

Cursing the Gojo clan for ever birthing such a smart yet stupid child, you twirled around with a pair of shorts now in hand. “I do not!”

“Yeah? Okay lil girl. Oh no, you’re not wearing those.”

You felt a throb yet again when you heard him call you lil girl. He snatched the pair of shorts up, dangling it just above your head. “Can’t I ever have my girlfriend wear something remotely sexy? I love your body. I want to see it all in its glory.” He placed it back into the drawer neatly.

You froze. He was being incredibly straightforward, which wasn’t unlike Gojo, but you didn’t think he would make such large advancements. His arms snaked around your waist without you even realizing, breathing heavily as he placed your ass on his lap.

Readjusting to the new position, you looked up, fear and excitement brewing inside of you, was this going to be your first time having sex? You leaned in for a kiss.

Just as he was about to give you a taste of his lips once again, a loud ringtone sounded.

“Fuck.” he cursed to himself, digging into his pockets and whipping out his phone, he gestured for you to be quiet. You whined a little, you had now realized what you were throbbing for.

“Hello?” Gojo cocked his head to his side, placing the phone right next to his ear as it dangerously rested on his shoulder. A disgruntled look in his face, one hand squishing your ass.

“Mmmmmm, yeah, okay.” he placed the phone down on the covers, looking down to you, eye to eye.

“That was a call from Ijichi, there’s some crazy shit going on somewhere, I have to take an emergency business trip.” he kissed your forehead gently, “I love you okay?”

Disappointed with the outcome, you nodded. He gave you a gentle few pats on your back before standing up, gently rolling you over on the bed, and rummaging through the drawers for his work uniform.

“As he casually undressed in front of you, you obviously stared, savoring the last few minutes of his body before he would disappear for the next few days, or maybe even weeks, or a month.

He looked back on you, just as he was entering the hallway.

“You forgot to say I love you.”

Looking up, you cursed to yourself, he didn’t have the usual playful cocky grin, now replaced with a worried one.

“I love you too.”

‧₊˚✩彡.

It had now been a week since your 1 month anniversary, you had been blue balled so badly, it almost hurt. You were laying down on your bed, looking at the curtains flutter as a casual wind blew into the room. The sun was setting, and a beautiful dark blue canvas dotted with stars was sure to appear.

You had tried holding off, ignoring your walls desperately wrapping around something that wasn’t there. Constantly looking down, seeing that your panties were obviously soaked. The dreams weren’t helping either, Satoru had been appearing in your dreams and doing things that even he would be weirded out by, and he had seen some shit.

Your arm snaked down to your panties, hand underneath the fabric. You breathed a sigh of relief as your unexperienced fingers circled your entrance, enjoying the slight tease. You heard the slight suckle of your walls around your fingers, enjoying the full feeling.

Yet you knew that this wasn’t the extent of things, you knew that there were much bigger, capable of reaching places you wouldn’t even dream of reaching. But you enjoyed the small amounts of pleasure anyways.

You pulled your panties down, throwing it into the laundry basket and cursing yourself for making it so wet. Slowly thrusting in and out with the finger, you sighed a breath of relief.

“Fuck.” you gasped, as a white fluid pooled out of you onto the sheets. You cursed harder to yourself, realizing now that you had to wash them.

“Shit.” you couldn’t quite stop there though, you had even more aching between your legs, and you had to satisfy your cravings, you didn’t even know when Gojo would come home.

You gasped more, a second round of white fluids flowed out of you. The yearnings now gone, you yanked a tissue out of the tissue box, wiping your finger on it, too lazy to get up, you would worry about the cum later. Drifting off into a heavy sleep, dreaming once again about the ungodly things you wanted Gojo to do to you.

‧₊˚✩彡.

“Gojo, s-stop.” you looked up at him as you sat on his lap, his fingers coated with your slick. His other hand played with the hem of your skirt. Not responding, he continued to quietly fingering you.

You quickly put a hand over your mouth, letting out a muffled moan, he snickered a little, before pulling out his fingers.

You whined a bit, earning a stare from a few people. Looking up at him with puppy eyes, you felt yourself wrapping around air.

He sadistically smiled. You wondered how his eyes would look right now, unable to look at him because of his blindfold.

“Beg for it, slut.” he silently whispered, teasing your entrance. You let out a little whimper again, how were you to be quiet when he was doing all this to you?

You opened your mouth slightly, about to beg, before being shut down completely as he shoved 3 fingers into you.

You let out a loud squeak, the whole restaurant now staring at you, eyeing you even across the room with displeased faces. You looked down, embarrassed.

He was now laughing at you, you looked up to him about to silently chew him out. Before opening your mouth, you were transported into a bright room.

‧₊˚✩彡.

Your eyes blinked, readjusting to the brightness. You realized that your legs were slightly colder then your upper half, realizing that you were completely naked down there. You blinked furiously, looking around, seeing someone’s incredibly muscular chest, with unmistakable white hair.

Rubbing your eyes, making sure that you weren’t seeing things, you mumbled, “Gojo?”

You felt something squirm around inside of you, letting out a loud moan as it pulled out.

“Hm?” he murmured sleepily, you looked down.

Putting two and two together, his incredibly long fingers were glistening with a wetness. He shuffled a bit before finally sucking and licking his fingers, looking at you directly in the eye while doing so.

“What’s wrong, slut?” he smiled deviously again, resting his chin on your shoulder before thrusting 2 fingers back inside of you again. Curling them inside of you, indulging in the toe curling scream you made.

“Gojo! You’re...” he pulled his fingers out before you could finish, adding another finger, he was now up to 3.

“FUCK, SATORU!” With a lustrous glint in his eyes, he shoved his thumb and index finger into your mouth. “That’s daddy to you, and look at your body. It’s practically begging for my cock by now. Oh princess, did I play with you for too long?” he slipped his fingers out of your needy pussy, smiling into your hair. “Want daddy to fuck you?” Your mouth suddenly dry, you looked at his neck. Not knowing how to respond, you nodded vigorously, sucking on his fingers. He tipped your chin to look upwards at his face, staring directly into his aquamarine eyes. “Use your words, whore. Or you’re not getting shit.” he pulled his fingers out of your mouth. You coughed and spluttered into your arm, tears forming at the corner of your eyes. His eyes went softer, pulling you into his chest. “Oh sweetheart, did I go too rough on you?” You shook your head, before shakily replying, “I-I was just surprised y-you came e-early from the mission a-and...” you took a deep breath in, “I was... unp-prepared. Before he could reply, you blurted out, “P-please, daddy, use my tight l-little holes. I’m all yours to u-use.” He smiled, “What a cute slut. You want me to spoil you, don’t you?” You nodded, now rubbing your thighs together. Your slick coated your inner thigh and your breathing was getting hot. “How come when I offered to, you didn’t want to obey me?” “Y-you can’t compare the two-” He spat into your open mouth. Smiling a bit when he realized that you had swallowed it, looking at him with even wider puppy eyes. “No talking back, repeat after me, lil girl. When daddy wants to spoil me, I will let him spoil me.” “W-when daddy wants to s-spoil me, I...” you took a shaky breath in, “I’ll let him spoil m-me.” “That’s a good girl. Now turn to look at the wall.” he calmly replied, you obeyed, looking at the wall, anticipating for whatever happened next. You felt something big touch your entrance. Something unnecessarily big, you whimpered. Realizing it was Gojo’s dick. He chuckled a bit, smiling into your neck and then giving it a light suck. “It’s okay princess, this is your first isn’t it? I’ll make you into my cumslut afterwards. I’ll go nice and easy.” Heaving a bit, he thrusted a little inside of you. You held your breath. Strangely, it didn’t hurt at all. Even with the contrast between his incredibly thick and large cock, to your inexperienced, tight walls. “Missy, you’re so wet.” huskily muttering into your ear, “almost like you’re milking my cock. So tight.” He grunted, repositioning myself and letting out a small, “Fuck.” as he did so. You whined as he gradually put more and more of him inside of you. You tightened around his cock, drooling as you did so. You didn’t realize your mouth was open. “Babe, I can barely fucking pull out.” Gojo said, while he played with your hair, stroking your cheek. “W-why not?” “Nothing other then the fact that, a) you’re too tight around me, and b) you’re clenching incredibly hard for no real reason.” he once again, shoved his thumb and index finger for you to suck on, the other playing with your breast, his thumb rolling over your nipple. “Just relax, baby. Let daddy do all the work, okay?” You weakly nodded, as he finished shoving the last of his length inside of you. Whimpering, and yanking your pillow out from its normal position to hug it. You felt him pull out, and he slammed back inside of you once again. You swore to God that you saw the light, a wave of pleasure and your body going numb as he did so. Letting out a shrill squeak, you hugged your pillow as hard as you can, your juices flowing down into the bed now, leaving an evident trail of where it once came from. Gojo grunted, snuggling deeper into your body. There was barely any space between the two of you, but you still didn’t feel close enough. The room was filled with the sound of sticky skin against stinky skin, panting, and moans. You felt every. single. bit. of him. Now, he had begun to quicken his pace, slamming into your body more often, sending waves of pleasure inside of you. His hair stuck to his neck, sweat pouring down his body, whispering sweet nothings into your ear. “Fuck. Fuck, fuck fuck, I want to cum inside of you so badly, love.” he panted out of breath. You whimpered, still unable to speak due to his fingers you were harshly sucking all this time. He laughed in response, before finally pulling out. In a blink of an eye, he shot ropes of cum on your stomach, panting. You had finally gotten a good view of his cock, big was an understatement. Veins decorated the side of it, and the tip was a rosy pink. “Lick some cum off of your pretty stomach, princess. I wanna see how pretty you look while doing so.” Both of you breathing heavily, sweat dampening the sheets, his eyes bore into you. You gulped, even though you had done something so intimate with him, dominant Gojo was nothing to mess with. You scooped some of his cum up with your finger and sucked on it, looking at him the whole time. He grunted with approval, giving you a nice headrub. “Well would you look at that.” he glanced at the wall, “it’s already morning. Wanna take a shower together, lil girl?” On any other day, you’d make up an excuse, but you figured that you’d get fucked even harder if you told him you didn’t want to. “Okay, daddy.” “Good girl.”

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