#the reason it's called that in english is

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Quick little scene based on this. I'm not actually catholic, so pardon me if I've gotten anything wrong. I'm going with The Pope's Exorcist-style exorcism rules here, which is to say it's basically superhero fiction for Catholics.

Father Dahl had never seen anything like it. He had done exorcisms before, several times in fact, but never one that shook out like it did with this young man. Father Scarpi, his mentor and partner in the theologically murky business, was apparently content with writing the whole thing off as God working, as He so often prefers to do, in mysterious ways. Dahl wasn't so sure it was God who moved in mysterious ways this time.

It wasn't that the exorcism had been easy, exactly. Demons and Spirits never gave up the control of a host willingly, but even so, Father Dahl had never seen a demon more apparently relieved to be exorcised. His ancient Etruscan was admittedly weak, but the priest could've sworn that the demon, upon being driven out of the young man, said something to the effect of "about damn time."

The interview of the host in the aftermath was supposed to determine how the demon had first been introduced to its victim. The Vatican State had feared organized occultism for just about as long as it had existed, and while no evidence had ever been found, as his tutor had put it, absence of evidence is not evidence of absence. All the same, these "exit interviews" were a drag. Self-pitying sinners in need of therapy more than a priest, and as a man of the cloth he had to show empathy and silent strength, even when he didn't particularly want to.

This particular interview, though, Dahl was invigorated. There was a story here, he was sure, and he wanted to hear it. Father Scarpi was less sanguine about the affair, but as a life-long man of the cloth, he could fake it like the best of them. "So, I want to thank you," Alexander, the young host in question, said. "I wouldn't recommend it to anyone, this demon possession business." "I can imagine it must have been frightening," Father Dahl said. Alexander shrugged. "It was, for a while." "Pardon me, Mr. Poole, but what do you mean, "for a while"?" "I mean, once I discovered The Trick it was more fun than anything." "What trick is this?" Scarpi asked, his English was heavily accented, but considering he spoke four languages, two of them dead, in addition to English, this could easily be forgiven.

"Now, I don't know how much standup you two watch," Alexander said "I'm guessing not a lot," "Stand up?" "Comedy," Father Dahl supplied to his aging partner. "It's a style of comedic monologue, you could say." "Yeah, that's it. Now after I realized that I couldn't force the demon out of my mind, and he wouldn't leave once ordered to as he had promised, I got a little creative with it. I went with what I came to call the Salt And Pepper Protocol. Ring any bells?" "No, unfortunately," Dahl said, albeit there was the faintest tingle of a tiny bright bell in his mind, if he could only grasp it. "I started singing. I've never been much of a singer in real life but it turns out that my… brain, soul, whatever the "I" of the situation was during the possession, anyway, that part of me could sing with a backing track and everything. So, I did the most reasonable thing I could think of. I sang What's New Pussycat. Over and over again. I didn't have vocal chords that got tired or dry, hell, with the demon at the wheel I didn't even need sleep, so I kept singing. Once in a while, usually every 7th hour or every 423 repeats or whatever, I'd sing a different song before I got right back to What's New Pussycat." "What's… uh, what was the purpose of that?" Alexander grinned, it was a childish expression in a way, but there was a rebellious spark to it. "Well as I said, Padre, I couldn't make the demon leave, but I could sure as hell make him wish that he could. I'm not trapped in here with you, you're trapped in here with me-type of deal."

After Alexander had left, Father Scarpi rubbed his forehead. "Mio Dio, I have no idea what I will even write in the report on this one." He complained. The exorcism hadn't been easy on him, even if the demon had wanted to be exorcised. He was getting old, even to be an exorcist paired with a younger colleague. "Don't worry about it," Dahl found himself saying. "I'll type it all up." "Good, just maybe don't spend so much time on the song." "Surely it bears mentioning?" "Yes, mention, as the host's own thoughts on the topic. It may not be germane to add Tom Jones music to our list of tools." "Oh, I can see that," Dahl said. "The last thing we need is them getting a taste for it." "Yes, and it's damnably catchy." "You got the ear-worm too, huh?" "I'm old, Father Dahl, not dead." "Oh cheer up old man, let's go get some coffee."

You have been possessed by a demon. Instead of panicking, you realize an important truth: you're trapped in your own body with a demon at the wheel, but you're still in the car, and you have the power to make them regret every single second they spend with you.

[sstan-hoe]

𝐀𝐧 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 — congressman!bucky barnes × journalist!fem!reader

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 — interviewing congressman James Buchanan Barnes didn't seem like a big deal, if he wasn't known for getting the journalists fired...but with you...he had other ideas...

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 — SMUT: p in v, unprotected, fingerings, sir kink, kind dark, kinda not, not aftercare cuz I didn't write it, bucky barnes, yeah that's a warning, did I forget anything?

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆 — okay, yeah, I jumped in that train, but how could I not? We can all agree I'm fucking rusty, idk what this is, I didn't even know how to end it? Where is my writing talent, like look at this? well, feedback is appreciated but ehh yeah I understand if not haha, also no beta, English is not my first language, yk all that stuff

You took a deep breath, bracing yourself for the chaos that would follow in the next two hours. It was your first major interview, before all you did was write a few articles and do research. Therefore, you were even more anxious with the task you got from your boss.

Disappointing her was not an option but you knew how difficult today would be, in preparation for this moment you watched many interviews with the congressman. You observed actions of journalists he would criticise or how he would react to certain questions.

This way you were able to tell yourself it would be a great interview. All while hoping your boss was not searching for a reason to fire you and this was her way of getting rid of you.

You had set questions, which couldn’t be changed and some you weren’t even allowed to ask. So, a waterproof plan, right? Well congressman Barnes wasn’t known for his flawless interviews or his friendly answers.

No, he was rude and harsh. Many journalists before you had lost their job or swore to never interview him again – or more like weren’t allowed to come back. His answers were short and often left no room for arguments. If a reporter even messed up a tiny bit, he would immediately call them out on it.

Walking into the tall building felt like you would crumble under the pressure, everything was so massive and intimidating. Well, a place fit for a man like James Buchanan Barnes.

They checked your ID and instructions. Simply what to do and not to do, nothing new. Still, it felt like you committed a crime, after all the secruity never left you alone, which made sense as they wanted to make sure Barnes was safe.

Although, he could protect himself with that metal arm of his – also something you were under no circumstances allowed to ask about. The last one who did, has never surfaced again.

“You can sit there, he will be with you in five minutes,” a man with broad shoulders and blonde hair told you. He looked like the typical American golden boy, he did seem a bit scary, but you would bet he was a true sweetheart.

“Okay,” you answered, though he probably didn’t even hear you as he walked right out of the door again. It gave you a chance to take in the room, it wasn’t like the usual interview rooms you saw on TV, no it seemed more private and secured.

In hopes to be perfect, you set everything up. Everything had to align, the papers, the pen and water of course. You could not give him any reason to snap at you.

Just as you finished, the man of the hour stepped in with five secruity men. Barnes entrance came with an unstoppable aura, like everyone would cower under his presence and most of the time they did.

He glared at you, as if you had just called him an asshole – which you didn’t. You tried your best not to show him how much it bothered you, so you just smiled brightly at him.

“Good morning, Mr. Barnes, I’m really honoured that you agreed to this interview,” you politely said once he sat down. “You’re welcome,” he answered, voice a lot deeper than you thought and awfully sexy. How could he be single? Also, a question no one was allowed to ask, but it was unusual for a congressman to have no partner…right?

He nodded at his men, and instantly they cleared out which confused you. “Aren’t they supposed to protect you?” you questioned, already regretting it.

“Yes, they are right in front of the door and the room has cameras everywhere,” he explained, voice monotone. Lightly he tilted his head, he gave every reporter three strikes – not telling them of course – and once they hit them, he would make them leave.

After knowing who would interview him, he did his research, and you were the first one he barley found any information on. You weren’t known yet, which was probably the reason they send you.

However it made him curious, the articles you had written so far were good – some even better than the ones of his previous reporters. Besides you were a lot prettier than them.

“Oh, yeah…that makes sense,” you nodded in agreement, trying to hide the fact that you still found it weird. “Okay, then we should start. I will ask you questions, and you answer them however you want, and-,” “I know how to answer questions doll,” he cut you off in a sharp tone, eyes quite dark.

Great, this was going fucking great, you told yourself, “I know, of course, I just…I’m used to doing it this way,” you tried your best to explain, keeping a smile on your lips. In response Barnes lifted his eyebrow, “you’re used to making the person oppisite of you look stupid?”

Couldn’t there be a fire, or an attack or anything? Anything that would make you end this interview, “no, no I’m not. We will just start, first question: not everyone is happy that you won the election, is there a way you want to proof yourself to them?”

“No, I won’t do anything. Everyone has their opinion, and they should keep it, I proofed myself enough, if I didn’t, I wouldn’t be here,” he answered, leaning back against his chair. You knew he had good answers but damn.

“Sounds good, I mean there was never a congressman everyone liked,” you agreed, writing his answer down. “Yes, thank you,” he said with sarcasm and only then you realised what you had actually said, with wide eyes you began apologizing, “I didn’t mean it like that, it’s just you know slang,” that what bullshit, it wasn’t slang you only needed an explanation.

“Slang?” he repeated, he knew you were nervous – everyone was – but he didn’t expect to enjoy it this much. You pressed your lips together, nodding along, “yes.”

“Next question,” you put a bright smile back on your face, “your term is rather young, but in this time, you already accomplished a lot, what are you most proud of?” For a moment there was a silence, it gave you a chance to take a closer look at Barnes.

Suddenly he had a small smirk on his lips instead of the normal stoic expression, you’d never seen him act any different in recent interviews. Maybe it was a good sign, maybe he wouldn’t end your carrier right after today.

“That every woman has the right of an abortion without fear,” he stated, crossing his fingers on his lap. You had no arguments there, it was truly remarkable.

Quickly you scribbled his answer down and checking the question off your list. “The other journalist had a recorder, are you not professional enough for that?” And there he was again, the friendly congressman everyone knew. It sounded almost as if he was taunting you.

“I am, just because I don’t fit your standard does not mean I’m unprofessional,” you snapped, then instantly clamping a hand over your mouth as you realised how you just spoke to the congressman.

Said person didn’t care, now he fully smirked with satisfaction, “so you actually can speak louder than a little mouse.” Oh, he looked so proud of himself for say that.

His words came unexpected, from your research you knew that he had a sharp tongue, but this was entirely new. From his answer you gathered he did it on purpose, but why would he want you to be rude? You could be reaching, but maybe your boss did want to get rid of you and asked him for help…okay that was crazy.

“Moving on,” you ignored his words, shaking your head a little as an idea popped in your head, if he could be an asshole so could you. “Many people wonder what happened with your arm, were you in the army or maybe an accident?”

“Come again?” he almost growled, features becoming dark and almost scary. Body moving a little forward, even though a small part of you was scared, you were extremely turned on.

You didn’t know what to say, should you really repeat it? Fuck it, yes. “What happened to your arm?” eyes staying on his, noticing how he flexed said arm.

“Becoming quite bold, are we? I remember this being a question you’re not allowed to ask,” he lifted his chin as if challenging you. This was exactly what he wanted, to see if you were really as shy as he read and he was positively surprised.

“I told you I’m not like the others,” suddenly you forgot who you were talking to, forgot how he was one of the most important and powerful people in the world.

Then he stood up, his huge body towering over you. Bucky rested his hands on either side of your chair, face dangerously close to yours. It was as if he could feel how nervous you became.

“No, you’re not…,” he whispered, hands taking yours and guiding you to stand up. As if in trance you followed him, looking up at him with big eyes.

“You’re far more beautiful,” he continued, letting his hands glide up your body to your face. Was this actually happening? No, you had to be dreaming, there was no other explanation.

You had no words, you were speechless, and your mind was running wild. Is that why he chose you? Because he wanted a quick fuck? As if he couldn’t get anyone, he wanted but you would surely not cave and lose your job – wait would you lose it if you did not sleep with him?

“This is unprofessional,” you stated, trying to move your chair a little further away from him. However, your words only made the man smirk with a devilish glint in his eyes.

“Who is to say we should not do this? There is no one with more power than me doll,” he whispered, closer than he was before. He would be lying if he said he didn’t do his research on you and if he would deny how captive, you held him.

Your work stood out, you really seemed to care the people you interviewed and wanted to give the audience a look behind the curtains. Every other reporter he had before was full of themselves, proud to be interviewing the congressman and only getting what was necessary.

His agenda may or may not have been unprofessional. But who could blame him? You were the prettiest girl he had ever seen, it was remarkable, and he wanted you.

“I’m not sleeping with you, I’m not some girl you can use to get off,” you continued, trying to stand up but Bucky gripped your waist instead. Was this truly your life? Of course, James Barnes was a walking god, but this felt like a situation right out of a romance book.

He chuckled at that, he loved how you played hard to get. “Sure,” he nodded before pulling you flush against his hard chest, reflexively your hands flew against his broad shoulders.

“Prove me wrong,” he challenged you, then pressed his lips against yours, tongue gliding along your upper lip. Caught up in the moment you accepted his tongue into your mouth, his kiss was hot and filled with hunger.

It felt like he was swallowing you and you hated to admit how damn good he felt. Not only his aura was screaming dominance but also actions did as he lightly bit into your bottom lip to keep your mouth open.

You moved into him, hands wrapping around his neck. With a heavy breath Bucky broke the kiss, wearing a satisfied smirk, “you seem to quite enjoy this doll.”

In response you rolled your eyes, “it is highly unprofessional, you should know this,” you tried to keep your voice hard, in order to convince yourself to not fall further into his schemes.

Again, he didn’t take you seriously instead he placed hot kisses along your collarbone, and you couldn’t help but let out a whine by the way his slight stubble was rubbing against your skin. It was rough yet set you on fire.

“Does that normaly work for you?” he questioned in between kisses, suddenly you sensed pressure just above your pulse. The congressman was marking you up, like you were his possession.

“What?” you asked confused, eyes fighting to stay open as you gripped onto his hair. In response he shook his head, continuing his way down your cleavage. Meanwhile he let his hand slide up to the collar of your blouse and without hesitation ripped it open.

His actions pulled you from your bliss, gasping loudly, “I just bought this one!” “Please, I will buy you a new one if you’re so attached,” he rolled his eyes, slipping your blouse off and revealing your black lace bra.

God, you looked amazing, if Bucky wasn’t on a time limit, he would take the time to worship your tits properly.

“No, no, no, I told you this is wrong!” you let go of him and put your hands on his chest to keep a distance. You couldn’t let this go any further than it already had, but the man in front of you was so hard to resist.

“Doll, if it’s wrong than why does it feel like the right thing to do?” he whispered against the shell of your ear, resting his hands once again on your waist, however now you felt the contrast of his warm flesh hand and cold metal hand.

Letting his metal hand move down to your thigh, he lifted your leg to pull you closer to him. The way he manoeuvred your body made you feel his hard erection.

You whimpered in order to supress a moan slipping from your lips, “Mr. Barnes,” you argued. He knew exactly what he was doing, “I like the way you say my name, so be honest…if you’re so against this, then why are you reacting this way, mhm?”

“Come on doll, tell me,” his lips ghosted over yours before he hosted you up completely. “Sir…please,” you tried again, voice cracking as you tried to stabilize yourself.

He chuckled walking towards his desk, laying you down on the hard wood. “That’s what I thought,” he grinned, kissing down your stomach to your heated core. You thought you would explode, the congressman was about to pleasure you, the same man who you were scared would fire you.

“Let’s see if I really don’t have any effect on you doll,” you got goosebumps from the way his hot breath hit your skin. Bucky opened your trousers, pulling them down your legs.

He hooked his fingers around your panties, revealing how right he was. “Look at that, you’re fucking wet for the congressman,” he sounded taunting, but you would bet he was satisfied with himself.

However, his words only made this moment feel even dirtier than it already was. You propped yourself up on your elbows and suddenly realised you were completely naked yet the man in front of you wasn’t.

“Don’t you think it’s a bit unfair how you’re still fully dressed?” you questioned with raised brows, not knowing you could muster up this much confidence at the moment.

“Do you think this is any way to speak to me?” his tone became dark, throwing your panties across the room. With one sentence he destroyed your confidence, “I’m sorry sir,” you instantly apologized which played right into Bucky’s cards.

Smirking he shrugged of his blazer, loosened his tie and unbuttoned his dress shirt a little. It gave you a view onto his god-like chest.

“That’s a good girl,” he told you, pulling his tie over his head and stuffed it into your mouth. While it was extremely hot you felt a slight disappointment, “aww, don’t worry doll, you’ll get the chance to scream as loud as you need but not today.”

“Sadly, we’re on a tight schedule, so I will have to eat you out another time,” he said it like it was the most casual thing there was while you almost choked, there would be a second time?

His fingers traced along your cunt, spreading your juice over your skin, “feel how wet you are for me? And here you were saying that you didn’t want this,” he tsked, pushing his middle and pointer finger into your pulsing core.

You bit down on his tie, suppressing a moan and muffling his last name. Even in this situation you were too scared to say his first name.

“Squeezing my fingers huh, doll?” Bucky pulled his fingers from you and smeared his cock with your wetness. Then he undid his pants, letting his hard member free. Your gaze fell down to his cock, his leaking tip hitting his stomach.

You’d never thought you would say this, but he looked too pretty, and thicker than anyone you had before. “You’re so pretty,” you mumbled, your mind wasn’t function properly, so it didn’t even surprise you as those words left your mouth.

Bucky could barley make out what you were saying, he had an idea though and turned him on even more. With no warning he thrusted his cock inside your aching pussy, not caring if it hurt.

This time you couldn’t contain any sounds, you screamed loudly, clawing onto the wooden desk. “Feel me stretching you doll?” he smirked, pulling out but leaving his tip inside, just barley to tease you. Then he pushed in, with a hard pace he pummelled in and out of you.

You couldn’t help but clench around him, wrapping your lags around his hips which made him grin, “don’t want me leaving ya?”

Shaking your head you tried to keep the grip as tight as possible, he felt like heaven, he filled you perfectly and hit your sweet, sensitive spot in all the right ways.

His metal hand came down to rub circles on your clit, putting pressure on the sensitive bundle of nerves to drive you closer to your high. Given the fact he was still stronger than you, he had no problems moving with you pressing your legs against him.

In fact, it only made him enjoy it more. Your eyes rolled in the back I’d your head as you felt a shot if ecstasy crash through your nerves. Bucky was admiring how fucked out you looked, trying to hold onto one single though; him.

“I can feel you getting tighter doll, be a good girl and come...then you can milk my cock of every last drop,” he leaned down, whispering into your ear, flesh hand coming up to your throat to keep you in position.

“I can’t-“ you whimpered, it was too much, never before had you felt this much pleasure, never before was anyone able to make you come with his cock.

“You will, slut,” the congressman growled, demanded. This was exactly the man you feared just moments ago. Now you felt different, now you wanted to make him proud.

“Yes, sir,” you caved, letting everything happen, let the tight knot in your stomach explode. You tried holding onto his wrist, but your grip slipped.

With satisfaction Bucky fucked you through your orgasm, know it would push you even further into submission. He bit his lip, trying not to let out a strangled groan at the way you gripped him like a vice.

Seeing you have you climax made him sure to follow you suit, roads of white cum painted your swollen walls. It took everything in him to keep moving, to make you would get every last drop of him. “I could get used to being interviewed by you, doll,” he grunted, slightly tighting his hold on your throat.

Tears rolled down your cheeks, too overwhelmed with the situation. What had he done to you? Why did he give you an amazing orgasm ? What would happen now?

It was too much running through your brain, you just needed a nap, just for five minutes.... “Oh, doll, this was just the beginning.”

told ya, shit ending

[breakindishesinaelevator]

Get Hexed! Part One

Invincible (Mark Grayson) x Jinx!Reader

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soooo yeah this’ll be HEAVILY inspired by jinx and her past and her mentality and whatnot

yes things will be different, yes therell be different scenes, yes the characters will have different names

yes this will be in parts cuz i write too much

yes my english is my worst subject so if its sucky please bear with me or just tell me straight up if this is ass i can take it

yes there will be zaun but imagine it is just downtown baltimore or something like where titan is from but everyone will refer to it as zaun bleh bleh bleh

Sounds of laughter is in the air. Children running rampant at the park. It’s a small park but you know how kids are. Their imagination knows no bounds. Hell, they could have a piece of cardboard and make whatever kind of game out of it.

Wait, off track.

Anyways, back to the park.

Some little guy is running around, playing with the other kids. He's a cute little guy. Jet black hair and dark brown eyes. See that little tooth gap? Yeah, this kid is adorable.

Oh- oh! Um, did he just fall?

"Mark! Be careful!"

Presumably, his mother called out. She's currently cuddling up on the bench with her, what looks to be, husband.

"I will Mom!"

The kid, now known as Mark, shouted back, as he ran back to play with some random little girl. She was small, frail like a twig. Does she eat at home? Actually, where are her parents? Is she here alone?

"Anyways, back to what I was saying. I was cleaning up the house and found these weird little rock things." The woman went back to talking about her job to her husband. Sighing, she continued, "I'm guessing the guy who sold the house left them behind, and I tried to contact him using the number he left with me in case there were some things wrong with the house... for some reason though, the number didn't even work."

She shrugged her shoulders, waiting for some kind of input from her husband. Nolan hummed in thought, stroked his mustache, and then said, "Did he leave any other form of contact with you? Email? Emergency contacts?"

She shook her head, "No, none at all. Those rocks also looked super exotic." She giggled and nudged his arm, "Maybe we could sell them for a pretty penny. Or they could be a cute decoration for the house!"

Debbie was enjoying her time in the park with her family. The sky was clear, flowers were blooming, the birds were singing... Unbeknownst to her, there was an extra pair of ears listening to their conversation.

It was a girl. She looked maybe in her early teens, rugged, oh gosh- are her clothes burnt? And what's up with those bandages on her arms?

"[Name] let's go."

She stepped up, calling for the random girl who was playing with Mark.

"Awh, already? I was having fun..."

[Name] was pouting, not making any moves to get up, still building some kind of lodge out of sticks with Mark.

"Come on. Let's go. He's waiting for us."

The older girl got more insistent on leaving. Moving towards [Name], and grabbing onto her arm.

"Awh..."

[Name] getting pulled up by the older girl, she looked back behind her shoulder and waved to Mark.

"Bye Mark! Let's play another time!"

"Oh- Bye! ...I guess..."

Mark stands up and walks back over to his parents.

"I'm ready to go home now..."

He sighs and sulks, sad that his friend left already.

"Already? Why don't you play with the other kids honey?"

Debbie stroked his hair, placing a kiss on his forehead.

"I don't wanna play with the other kids... My friend left already..."

"Oh, Mark..."

Debbie clicked her tongue in thought. Turning to Nolan, who shrugged his shoulders. She sighs, turning back to Mark, outstretching her hand for him to hold as she gets up.

"Alright then, let's go home."

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The two girls meet up with two boys in an alley.

The taller boy, buzzcut hair, steamer goggles, shirts layered on him (seriously how many shirts is he wearing), and way too long pants, steps forward to greet the two, but he’s cut off from the shorter boy who is accompanying him.

The shorter boy, matted hair, shirt that is HUGE a little too big on him, charred pants, and torn up shoes (YOU CAN LITERALLY SEE HIS TOE POKING OUT), pushes past the taller boy and scoffs at the two walking up.

"Jeez. Took you long enough!"

"Shut up Nile.”

The older girl pushes past him, walking to the now open sewer hole.

"I got a tip on the next place we'll hit. I'll give more information when we get home. Now come on."

Nile groans and stands at the entrance of the sewer.

"Can one of you go first this time? I need to smell good at the very least 'cause your boy- Ahhhh!"

Nile gets pushed in face-first, Mokkur goes next, leaving you and Indie outside. You look up at your older sister with an unreadable expression before hopping in and sliding down, followed by your older sister who closes the entrance behind all of you.

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grrrr i hope this was okay

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

I see that on the English server, Book 7 is titled “The Lord of Malevolence”, but i’ve noticed a lot more people online call it “Ruler of the Abyss”, and I was wondering if the latter is the literal translation of the name, or if there’s another reason why there’s varying titles? (Also noticed it’s the same for the other books as well)

If it’s a case of literal translation, could you compile a list comparing the lit. to the eng. titles of the main 7 books please?

I've compiled a list of the EN and JP book/episode names below, as per request, along with commentary.

Prologue: Welcome to the Villains’ world.

This is the only title that is the exact same in both EN and JP. Notably, it's also the only title that is written in English in both servers.

Book 1: The Rose-Red Tyrant / Episode 1: 真紅の暴君 (shinku no bōkun) or Crimson Tyrant

真紅 -> Crimson, の -> of, 暴君 -> Tyrant

Very literal translation of the Japanese here. EN tends to enjoy alliteration, so that’s likely why the color was localized as “Rose-Red”. Basically means the same thing as “Crimson” anyway.

Book 2: The Usurper from the Wilds / Episode 2: 荒野の反逆者 (kōya no hangyaku-sha) or Rebel of the Wilderness

荒野 -> Wilderness, の -> of, 反逆者 -> Rebel

In EN, book 2 uses the word "usurper", which refers to someone who takes a position of power illegally or by force. The original JP text uses 反逆者, meaning "rebel", or a person who rises in opposition or even armed resistance against an established ruler. The EN title therefore paints Leona in a much more unflattering light by placing emphasis on the immoral nature of his actions.

Book 3: The Merchant from the Depths / Episode 3: 深海の商人 (shinkai no shōnin) or Deep Sea Merchant

深海 -> Deep Sea, の -> of, 商人-> Merchant

Basically the same thing! EN just chose to localize “Deep Sea” as “the Depths”.

Book 4: Schemer of the Scalding Sands / Episode 4: 熱砂の策謀家 (nessa no sakubō-ka) or Hot Sands Schemer

熱砂 -> Hot Sand, の -> of, 策謀家 -> Schemer

Only notable difference here is just how Jamil’s home country is localized; Hot Sand becomes the Scalding Sands.

Book 5: A Beautiful Tyrant / Episode 5: 美貌の圧制者 (bibō no assei-sha) or Beautiful Oppressor

美貌 -> Beauty, の -> of, 圧制者 -> Oppressor

This one’s interesting. The word "tyrant" is used both in books 1 and 5 in EN. However, in JP, only book 1 uses 暴君 ("tyrant"). Book 5's title in Japanese uses 圧制者 (“oppressor”), not 暴君 (“tyrant”).

A tyrant is a ruler uses their power cruelly, but an oppressor is someone who exerts cruel and unjust treatments Some would say these are synonyms of each other, which may be why EN uses them for both books 1 and 5. 圧制者 (“oppressor”) can also be a different way to write “tyrant”, so it isn’t technically wrong.

Book 6: The Watchman of the Underworld / Episode 6: 冥府の番人 (meifu no bannin) or Watchman/Guard/Keeper of the Underworld

冥府 -> Hell/Underworld, の -> of, 番人 -> Watchman/Guard/Keeper

Basically the same thing! EN just had to choose which terms to use (Hell/Underworld and Keeper/Guard/Watchman)

Book 7: The Lord of Malevolence / Episode 7: 深淵の支配者 (shin’en no shihai-sha) or Ruler of the Abyss

深淵 -> Abyss, の -> of, 支配者 -> Ruler

EN opts for the gendered term “lord” (a man of high social ranking or authority), whereas JP has the gender neutral 支配者 (“ruler”).

EN also uses “malevolence”, which refers to the state of having or wishing to do evil unto others. JP uses “abyss”, which is a dark and seemingly bottomless chasm and has no reference to doing harm to anyone. (The “abyss” part of the JP name won’t make sense to you until like 7-295 so 💦 EN Twsties, you’ll just have to trust me when I say this isn’t a random word choice: even when you learn the context for the “abyss”, it doesn’t specifically refer to Malleus’s own darkness, but rather the darkness that lives in everyone.) Again, EN frames the titular character as being worse than its JP title does because the word choice implies evil.

I do find it ironic that Leona and Malleus are the only two who are depicted as more “evil” in their book titles in English than in Japanese. Those two really are rivals, even across language barriers…

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Mmm the blue lore goes crazy

- I play 4 instruments (bass, keyboard, guitar, drums

- I wear drawing gloves 24/7 on both hands for sensory reasons

- I read Yuri when depressed

- I have a friend group of Vocaloid friends I affectionately call 'The Vocalosers'

- My favourite animal is a Penguin and I've memorized the layout of my favourite zoo

- I suspect I have autism and ADHD

- I speak English and Spanish

Tagging @gracedreems @touloserrrr (one of the Vocalosers') @frankiethundekitten @worrysyndrome

Np to do it ofc!!

it's so weird to me that everyone on this website is a human person outside of their weird internet niche so rb this with a random bit of your lore

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Pink Pony Club

Pairing : Reader x Lewis Hamilton

Warning : Use of y/n, smau, showgirl!reader, Ferrari!Lewis, slight suggestive pictures, unspecified age gap

Synopsis : Fred takes Lewis and Charles to enjoy French delicacies before the start of the season. Under the neon lights, Lewis falls for a woman the whole world will disapprove of. It’s good he doesn’t need anybody’s approval then.

Moth’s prophecy 💡: Helloooo here is another smau, this time for my fav I had never yet written for because he is too out of this world to make him justice, but still. Also why are smau so long to make and why do I forget about it everytime ? Also some parts that should be in French are in English for your comprehension, some parts aren’t translated because I couldn’t be bothered, and also coz that makes you feel the real life experience of a comment having thousands of likes and the translation button not working. Enjoy, love y’all ! 💗

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ferraristyle Welcome lewishamilton !

user1 What’s up boss ❤️‍🔥

user2 Not Lewis breaking the internet with every single post

user3 SIR THE THIRD SLIDE

user4 people died

user5 🐐

scuderiaferrari Benvenuti in famiglia ❤️ We’re so honored to work with you

charles_leclerc Red really suits you mate 🔥

user6 All delulu for Lulu ! Time to grab the 9th !!!

user7 y’all will never get over it ? Max WON, fair and square, your champ has 7, move on

user8 fair and square lmaoooo

user9 PARIIIIS come see your French fans Lew 🇫🇷🇫🇷🇫🇷

user10 Leo and Roscoooeee

lando Don

user11 It’s been good Merc but I’m a Ferrari fan now ❤️🐎

user12 “fav cities” and it’s just Fred and Charles dragging him to their hometown

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been blasting it on repeat I think the crazy granny upstairs might call the cops

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THE PEARLS ✨ THE HAIR ✨ THE LIGHT ✨ Bébé you’re a superstar ✨✨✨

user13 replied to the story :

slut

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Can we repost this ?

user14 replied to the story :

Nothing more than a glorified stripper, putting a wigs on doesn’t make you anonymous

user15 replied to the story :

You’re so hot it’s unfair

user16 replied to the story :

wow never seen a bitch so talentless, getting naked and calling it a show, your one for the streets

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user17 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

user18 Magnifiques !

user19 Speechless about the last show, it was amazing ! Went with my wife during our vacation on Christmas, we had stars in our eyes the whole evening… Merci Crazy !

user20 took your wife to a stripper club…? Wow real classy dude

user21 pls sell the wigs !!

user22 is that…? IS THAT FRED IN THE LIKES ? FERRARI TP FRED PRIVATE ACCOUNT ?

user23 let a man live he’s French he’s supporting the local businesses

user24 FREDERIC.V my man is so unserious he didn’t even try

coworker2 For those kind of guests, please book the club anytime again, it was OUR pleasure

coworker3 +1

yourusername +1

user25 who was iiiiit

moulinrougeofficiel stay in your lane (also why didn’t they pick us WE ARE SO RED IT’S IN OUR NAME 😭)

user26 unfortunately all of your dancers didn’t get the secret guest memo it seems

user27 WHO ?

user28 WHERE ?

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yourbff can’t wait to see you bébé

yourusername get those cocktails ready coz we got LOADS to talk about

yourbff 👀

lewishamilton best view in Paris 🤍

yourusername I fear the neons have blinded you Sir

lewishamilton feels like I’m seeing clear for the first time in years tho ? 🤔

user29 I SPIT OUT MY DRINK

user30 shamelessly flirting on main ok sir

charles_leclerc Is that what you called “networking” 😐

user31 my favorite crazy girl !!

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user32 that body should be illegal

user33 kinda embarrassing tbh

user34 Why won’t you answer your DMs ?? Think you’re so much better than everyone, you’re just a stupid whore

yourusername Boy get the fuck out, i wouldn’t touch you or your tiny ass dick with a stick for 10 million bucks

user35 as if anyone would want you girl whole country must have fckd you already

user36 what’s your OF ??

yourusername 🖕🏾

user37 mid looking hoe getting naked for a few bucks, your mom must be so proud

user38 LEWIS HAMILTON IN THE LIKES BEFORE ME ???

user39 babe Lewis was in the COMMENTS before you, wake up

user40 she’s an icon

user41 MARRY ME

user42 she’s not the kind of girl you marry

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Not as good as you’ve been to me 💗

also everything hurts and it’s your fault

user43 replied to the story :

If you need a Parisian guide give me a call I can show you the best places 💋

user44 replied to the story :

COCORICO LEWIS FRANCE LOVES YOU

user45 replied to the story :

Who took the pic ?? Vasseur ain’t that good of a photographer

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Alex demands a call to know how the evening ended AND SO DO I

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Ok that is SICKENINGLY sweet

yourbff replied to the story :

GIRL IF YOU DON’T PICK UP RN

user46 replied to the story :

all he wants is a piece of that ass for free

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Tell Lewis to answer his damn phone I know he’s with you and french bosses can be real bitchy as I’m sure you’re aware 😩

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yourusername : Back home in Guadeloupe, and god I missed the sun 🌞 Oh and btw, my poor mother is so ashamed of me she has been making my favorite meals in advance for days and I am now sitting on her couch listening to her lecture about not moisturizing enough my elbows. Think she might disown me soon ??

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user47 yesss girl rep the domtoms

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yourusername island life is the best life

user48 ooooh can’t hear the haters over the sound of the sea

yourbff she’s baaaack

coworker1 only for vacation, pls give her back soon

yourbff yeah yeah miss superstar and all that

lewishamilton Oh I can definitely see where you got your gorgeous looks from

user49 dude can’t have the daughter so he’s aiming at the mom ??

yourusername got more where that came from ?

lewishamilton Is your dad a thief ? Coz he stole all the stars in the sky to put them in your eyes 💗

user50 …….

charles_leclerc yeah that’s not hm… that’s just not good Lewis

lewishamilton SHE SAID IT WAS VERY ROMANTIC IN FRENCH

yourbff LMAOOOO that might be the worst pick up line to have ever existed

yourusername but the willingness to be ridiculed is very appreciated 💗

yln.guesthouse mimiiii

yourusername mamaaaaa

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If you’re done with your lil lovebirds photoshoot we would like to order

user51 replied to the story :

love that song

user52 replied to the story :

So pretty 🥵

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user53 replied to the story :

So you ARE in Guadeloupe

user54 replied to the story :

Runs on the beach are the best workout ! Have a great pre-season, we’re waiting for you !!

user51 replied to the story :

Lewis Hamilton listening to Rods in Gwada ?? In what multiverse am I ???

alexandrasaintmleux replied to the story :

Lewis dear I adore you but between the pose, the song and the emojis, this might be the worst soft launch I’ve ever seen

user55 replied to the story :

DATING THE STRIPPER THEN ??

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user56 replied to the story :

Where are y’all even getting those infos ??

user57 replied to the story :

Not Lewis getting schooled on a jet ski my goood this man is down bad

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We appreciate your enthusiasm for Lewis, but that goes hand in hand with respect. For the privacy of our drivers’ lives, we kindly ask you to take down this story as soon as possible, or else we will be forced to take legal action. We thank you for your cooperation.

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yourusername : I think I like this little life 💗

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coworker1 new bracelets for the team yeyyy

yourusername of course, everything for my girlies

user58 I fear one of those isn’t for the girlies

user59 yeah we’ve all seen it in his stories

coworker2 shocked

coworker3 betrayed

coworker4 dick so good you buy him friendship bracelets

user60 omg my dream life

user61 ALERT ALERT MAN CONFIRMED THE GIRL IS LOCKED IN

yourbff That karaoke night might have been the messiest so far

yourusername didn’t like our rendition of it wasn’t me ??

user62 LEWIS’ KARAOKE SONG ??

alexandrasaintmleux the video of you guys screaming every Chappell Roan song was just glorious i gotta say

user63 no I’m sorry I’m over it HOW ARE THOSE TWO FRIENDS IF LEWIS AND HER ARE NOT DATING

crazyhorseparis We’ll take the 6th pic for confirmation that you are not skipping training

yourusername I would never 😇

user63 and once again she’s naked, how surprising

user64 kinda sad to see Lewis associate with that kind of girl

user65 FR like everyone is simping, my man gotta wake up, hanging around strippers like that

charles_leclerc and yet y’all are obsessed with her 🤡

lewishamilton Gotta agree with you on this one

user66 my man is down bad on MAIN someone come get him

user67 bound to get his heart broken, there’s no trusting her

user68 Why is everyone talking about you and Lewis as if there was any confirmation you’re dating

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user69 BECAUSE IT’S SO NOT SUBTLE

user68 still suppositions, if she’s not I feel for her man being hidden like that…

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yln.guesthouse : Beautiful morning 🙏 “And let us consider how we may spur one another toward love and good deeds, not giving up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging one another” - Hebrews 10:24-25

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user70 no like come on HE’S STAYING AT HER MOTHER’S GUEST HOUSE

user71 MOTHER IN LAW

user72 mother in laaaaw

user73 shhhh guys let’s keep it on the down low, let me get intel

user73 Hi ma’am, what a gorgeous house ! And good choice of verse, one of my favorite too 🙌🏻 Could you tell me by chance if your guest house is currently booked ? Would love to stay in such a heavenly place soon

user74 ….

user75 did you fucking ask chatgpt to write that for you ???

yln.guesthouse Hi user73 ! We are in fact currently booked for some family time, but the rooms will be reopening in a week or so, please come ! 🤗

user74 I can’t believe this fucking worked

yourbff oh mama that is going to be hilarious

charles_leclerc pls do us a service and film

lewishamilton 10/10 breakfast, would recommend 👏🏾

user75 not even trying to hide it anymore lmao

lewishamilton just supporting local businesses

user76 please adopt me

user77 Bless your heart mother in law, you have no idea what’s coming

user78 Praise !! 🤍

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user79 WHEN I TELL YOU I SPIT OUT MY FUCKING DRINK

user80 and she tagged him too 😭😭😭

user81 mother in law has no chill

yourusername MAMAN

yln.guesthouse Mimi !!

yourusername NO NO MIMI omg what have you done

yln.guesthouse What again ??

coworker1 I think this is the best thing I’ve seen on the internet all week

charles_leclerc silly season has started and it’s just Lewis being exposed

user82 She even provides the thirst trap oh mother in law you are so good to us !!!

user83 “our family ready to grow” and Lewis dancing with kids my heart and ovaries can’t handle that

lewishamilton The pleasure is all mine ma’am 🤍

yourusername you’re on thin fucking ice Lew

lewishamilton you love me or your mom too much to do anything about it

lewishamilton also come back to bed

yourusername ok you’re blocked

user84 Oh I’m just going to go kill myself then

user85 *Pretends to be mad and proceeds to call him Lew in front of an audience*

user86 ok so everyone is just chill that THE Lewis Hamilton is dating a stripper ?

user87 yikes… on the mom’s page..? My man you really have no shame

yln.guesthouse My daughter ain’t no stripper, she’s a burlesque dancer, and an amazing one at that ! And even if she was, she’d had more integrity and class than any of you, and more money too !!

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user88 replied to the story :

NOOOOO FREE MOTHER IN LAW

charles_leclerc replied to the story :

Bienvenue dans la Scuderia aha

lewishamilton replied to the story :

I felt she was doing a good job though 😇

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yourusername : Guess the horse’s out of the bag 🤷🏽‍♀️

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user89 FINALLY

scuderiaferrari We give up.

valtteribottas Mothers : The worst nightmare of every PR Team

mercedesamgf1 Glad we didn’t have to deal with this one

user90 The devil works hard, but Y/N’s mother works harder

user91 The amount of Lewis’ body pics we’re getting from this relationship is enough to keep me happy for the whole season

crazyhorseparis Don’t thank us you’re welcome 🙄

yourusername AS IF YOU KNEW IT WOULD END UP THIS WAY

lewishamilton I knew

lewishamilton From the moment you appeared on stage I knew you’d be mine 💗

yourusername That was disgustingly sweet

yourusername Do it again 💗

user92 New team, new girlfriend, our man is happy and thriving

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alexandrasaintmleux Does it mean I can come see your show now ?

yourusername You always could, but I’ll get you all the freebies 🥰

user93 His standards have droooopped…

user94 Like his results are about to

yourbff Stay mad 😘

lewishamilton Never felt that prepared for a season 💪🏾

yourusername Not sure that’s thanks to me seeing how you were begging mercy earlier

lewishamilton I love you but you’re gonna have to meet the media training team

frederic.v Approved.

yourusername No 💗

user95 At this rate she’ll publish a whole ass sextape next

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wagsupdates : Another weekend with a 1-2 podium for the Scuderia Ferrari, and another race Lewis’s girlfriend, Y/N, was nowhere to be seen. Having yet to make an appearance next to the 7 World Champion in the paddock, fans are now questioning if they are even still together, or if she is maybe just uninterested. When asked about it, Alexandra Saint Mleux, who was repping once again her boyfriend’s colors, simply rolled her eyes and refused to answer. Outfit details for our favorite WAG coming soon !

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user96 She doesn’t deserve him if she can’t even show up to support him when he’s AT HIS BEST IN YEARS

user97 Yeah she’s basically with him for the fame and money, called it

user98 Honestly I’m more bothered about the fact that Lewis can’t even speak up to defend her

user99 Because there’s nothing to defend he knows he’s dating a whore

user100 I expected better from him

user101 Defending random women online but going mute when his own gf is attacked ���

user102 She has time to post pics of her ass but not to fly to a race ?

user103 ‘Twas probably just a winter fling

user104 No one could be better than Nicole anyway

user105 I’m starting to think y’all have never worked a day in your life

user106 ISTG they are crazy, and people call ME unemployed

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I’ve taken the liberty of sending you Alex’s lawyer details, he dealt with that kind of things before, and don’t hesitate if you need anything

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PR told me this was getting out of hand, I’m really sorry… Please give me a call when you’re home, no matter the hour. I love you 💗

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My Queen 👑

user107 replied to the story :

Getting paid to get naked might be a job, but it sure isn’t a classy one

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user108 She’s so pretty omg anyone got her @ ??

user109 That’s Lewis’s girlfriend lmao

user108 Lewis has a girlfriend ???

user110 Have you been living under a rock the past few months ?

user111 who is that again ?

user112 Put real fans in the garage instead

moulinrougeofficiel Red suits her so well ❤️

crazyhorseparis Sorry, she’s a pink pony girl through thick and thin

user113 Sorry but I’m sold, her walking Roscoe with Alex and Leo was just too adorable

lewishamilton Grazie Ferrari, I’ve found home, peace and love (and just enough trouble to keep me on my toes)

user114 This man is so WHIPPED it’s not even funny

yourusername Did you just call me trouble ??

lewishamilton The most beautiful kind ❤️

lando get a room

charles_leclerc not mine preferably

user115 EXCUSE US ?

yourusername Turns out I like fast cars after all 🤷🏽‍♀️

user116 Enzo Ferrari rolling in his grave

user117 I think you’d be surprised

yln.guesthouse Mimi I saw you on TV !!

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user118 replied to the story :

Aaaaand she’s back at it again

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Oh you guys are in so much trouble

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any other hot winners you could introduce me to ??

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Y/N PLEASE DELETE

PICK UP THE PHONE

please Silvia is screaming at me I’m just gonna signal it for inappropriate content

You’re booked for media training tomorrow morning

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user119 Is that her first solo ? It’s gonna be so good she’s one of my faves !

user120 Oh that is so not subtle

user121 WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN TO HAVE A SHOW DEDICATED TO ME

coworker2 Our shows are dedicated to all of our fans, and so to you too ❤️‍🔥

user121 oh miss 😳

alexandrasaintmleux Booking tickets now now now 💕💕💕

yourusername Thank you for the trust and the artistic direction ! To many more years being crazy together 🩷

user122 If anyone manages to get a video from it I’d be curious

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lewishamilton, yourusername : In French they don’t say “F*ck the haters”, they say “Va courir sur l’autoroute”, and I think that’s beautiful. Pink pony girl and Red horse guy, out for the summer break. Peace ✌🏾

charles_leclerc I did not teach you French for that Lewis 😐

lewishamilton coz I didn’t learn that one from you

user123 I don’t get the joke

user124 the French thing means “Go run on a highway” lmao

user125 No PR manager Lewis is my fav Lewis

yourusername That’s him having a PR manager btw

yourusername We barely managed to get that one published so I’ll let you imagine the first draft

user125 FOR THE LOVE OF GOD PUBLISH IT ON YOUR ACCOUNT

yourusername they’re restricting me too 😫

user126 FREE HER

yourusername yeah scuderiaferrari FREE ME

alexandrasaintmleux Mes amours ❤️

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yourcoworker4 Have a nice break !! See you under the pink checkered flag in September 😉

user127 I hope they never stop getting naked on camera

user128 I hope they end up selling videos of it

yln.guesthouse Safe flight ! Love you both, see you soon 🤍

yourusername Love you maman !

lewishamilton Can’t wait 🥳

user129 Welp, guess I gotta go to Paris to find love too now

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Stra8 to Homo: EDC [ Part Two ]

CONTENT WARNING: This story includes themes of transformation and body control with a suggestive approach. If this type of narrative is not to your liking or you do not meet the recommended age, we suggest you do not continue. All images used (if any) belong to their respective owners. I claim no authorship over them and they are only used for illustrative purposes.

If you decide to go ahead, welcome to Possessed Desires, where mind and body are never completely under your control.

Stra8 to Homo: EDC [Part Two] – English Version

My name is Antony, although I'm often called Tony. I'm a big fan of electronic music, I've been waiting all year for EDC to finally arrive.I had saved up money here and there to get a ticket, plus the outfit and so on. I knew it was a bit of an eye-opener.... But hey, I liked the way other guys looked at me, I knew I had a good physique, the typical "twink", small, slim, but with a nice pair of legs and glutes.

Although sometimes I wondered what it was like to feel big. My genetics give me how I would look like, and that's all there was to it.

With my slim body, average height, hairless, with a very slight odor. But, I couldn't help being curious about those strong, big... muscular and even smelly men; beyond the attraction, but to imagine myself as one, although I knew well that it would be impossible.

That day was quite calm, with the sun, some clouds. But with a very nice weather, I was wearing a sleeveless croptop and a very tight leather short.

I was about to move to one of the stages when I felt a strange discomfort. First it started in my stomach, like a bubbling that quickly spread to every extremity of my being. Everything began to cloud over, I thought I was about to faint, ceasing to hear and see.

Until out of nowhere, something seemed to pull me out, everything was filled with light again.

Although clearly, I was no longer in the place where I was just a few seconds ago

— What the fuck? - I muttered, confused.

It was then that I realized that something was wrong, my voice was? Deep and masculine, very different from the high-pitched tone I had. I looked down, noticing some huge pecs that were tight against my sportswear. They looked big, thick and juicy...

I started to weigh my new chest, I didn't understand anything that was going on, I was so confused but for some reason, I felt so ecstatic. One problem I always had, was that I felt small, vulnerable. But now, I felt strong, as if I could destroy a rock with a single blow!

I flexed my arms, marveling at how huge my biceps were, I felt like some kind of superhero! I lowered my gaze to my new legs too, gosh, no doubt my thighs were fat, but this is another level! And of course I could feel something in the middle of my legs, I didn't want to touch it fully but I could feel that it was big, very big.

An aroma hit my nose, it was strong and stinky... Usually, I disliked that kind of thing, I even felt disgusted by it. But now, strangely enough... I found myself turning my nose to my armpit to enjoy the stench that now belonged to me, I felt wet, freshly sweaty, kind of sticky, like coming out of the gym.

But gosh... This body smelled like glory. I was about to lose focus on my new glutes, when something startled me.

— Ah – a guy next to me seemed to get overexcited. His complexion was dark, his hair short and styled, he looked very serious... although from the way he was acting, it seemed that it didn't match his body.

He looked around scared, almost anxious. He touched his body with a certain curiosity but at the same time terror. Then he looked up at me

— Y-you – he hesitated – W-where are we?

— Well, I don't know – I answered, I hadn't noticed that yet. But when I looked around, I realized we were outside the venue, shit... Am I going to miss the EDC?

— Why my voice...? My voice is different.

He brought his hand to his throat, it was strange but at the same time funny to see a guy almost six feet tall act like that. I raised my eyebrow, interested.

— So this isn't your body either?

I moved closer to him, to grab his pecs lightly. Wow... he was even bigger than my new body. He pushed me away in confusion.

— What's wrong with you?

— Nothing. I ask you, isn't it your body either?

He gave me a strange look, as if he were nuts. He looked down, examining himself, a gasp escaping his lips as he stared in surprise at his muscles.

He then brought one of his hands down to his pants to bring the spring of his sweatpants to the front.

— My goodness, that thing is big!

I peeked slightly, and indeed, it was... I had trouble not feeling aroused by the whole scene, although it did cause him to pull back, leaving his pants alone.

— What's the matter with you? – he seemed a bit distant, which I must admit was starting to make me sick.

— Who are you?

— My name is Tony, are you...?

— I'm not telling you my name.

— Please, you're not even in your original body, you can call me anyone and I'll believe you.

He was thoughtful for a while.

—Alex...

I smiled sideways when I saw that he finally seemed to cooperate.

— Nice to meet you, Alex – He just nodded. His hands continued to caress his body gently, feeling any muscle that crossed and enjoying how he could knead them – How...

— I don't know. But it's cool, isn't it?

Alex seemed to become more confident in his actions, he lifted one of his arms and flexed it hard. He giggled like a fool as he enjoyed seeing his new tan skin through that sleeveless compression shirt.

— Woah!

The rest of the time, Alex told me more about his old body and identity: that he was gay, used to have muscles, just not this big; where he was at when the change occurred. He sounded like a nice guy, a bit reserved, though from the way he described his body, he also sounded hot...

After a few minutes, we also discovered that we were now called Gustavo and Edgar.

— And what are we going to do? – He asked worriedly, it was kind of funny to see him like that. He looked distressed, even annoyed as he folded his arms, but every so often, he bounced his pecs discreetly – How will we get back to our bodies?

— Do you really want to go back?

— ... Don't you? – He looked at me confused – It's fun to be a dumb, strong jock... But, this is not my body, it's not my life.

— And that makes it more fun – I quickly approached him, cutting the distance between us. We were still in a somewhat public place, behind all the festival merchandise tents, but hidden enough not to be noticed. – Or don't you see the possibilities? – I murmured – You don't know if this is permanent. You can do whatever you want without getting your hands dirty, explore your body from scratch, even in... You know, pleasure.

He just looked at me with a frown, I started stroking one of his arms.

— You can be a dumb jock... No responsibilities, no worries... – I moved up to his lips, almost brushing them, just inches apart.

— W-wait. These bodies aren't...

— Gay? Nah, you can tell they're straight as hell. But you and I aren't straight. Right?

He watched me for a few seconds, as if he was at a crossroads of what to do (or not), but finally, he pressed his lips against mine.

His hands went against my strong arms or my heavy pecs, heck, Alex was a very good kisser.

— T-Tony... – he murmured.

— Call me Edgar, bro...

I kissed his lips again with need, a little saliva escaped from both of us, though without warning, Alex climbed onto my legs. Dropping his weight on my thighs, at first I sighed at the effort, but these muscles could carry him.

I grabbed him from the waist, even a little lower, which made him let out a sigh, our bodies colliding together with need.

— Edgar... – he murmured hoarsely, closing his eyes.

— Yes, bro?

— Raise your arm.

So I did, to which he immediately lunged to start licking and sniffing my stinking armpit with need. It was a completely new sensation to feel all this power... All my life I had felt small, weak, at the mercy of others.

But now... I was huge. And I even had in the palm of my hand a guy who was more muscular than me, and could do whatever I wanted.

Why would I want to go back to my body when I could be this Adonis 24/7?

I pushed Alex to the ground, he fell with a thud that made him groan, he watched me with a certain pitiful expression, settled on four points on the ground, before he began to slowly advance towards me.

I watched him with an air of power, and couldn't help but think of an idea. I immediately took off my right tennis shoe, to plunge my foot into his face.

— Mfh – he blurted out.

And I couldn't help but feel superior. Having a big, muscular, masculine guy like that was just pushing my excitement to the limit.

I could see his face pressed harder against my sweat-soaked sock, sticking his tongue out slightly and looking at me greedily.

Geez... maybe it wasn't so bad missing the EDC.

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This will be my new account, I hope you like the stories that are coming soon. See you in the next story... Who knows what body you will occupy this time?

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[spanishskulduggery]

I have a small running list of phrases that can be used conversationally. I would call them idiomatic expressions, although some are just little phrases or expressions you can sprinkle into conversation

Some of them are so small that I didn't think I could make a whole post devoted to them so I'll do a list:

(ser) santo de mi devoción = "I don't really like this person", "I don't trust this person", "they're not my cup of tea" [note: usually it's no es santo de mi devoción in the negative] This expression is used with people, but it's when you don't really like them for whatever reason. The default expression is caer(le) bien "to get along with someone" or caer(le) mal "to not get along with someone". Literally this expression means "to be one's saint of devotion" or "to be one's patron saint". Catholics (in particular Catholics, I don't think it's common for any other Christian denomination) will pray to certain saints regarding certain matters, and some people are named after saints or celebrate their saint's feast day. The most common one is Mary who has a bunch of different variations whether it's Our Lady of Sorrows, the Virgin of Guadalupe, or other religious sites. When used with people no es santo de mi devoción is kind of like "I don't care for them"

¿Es cosa mía? = "Is it just me?" Literally this is - "is it my thing?"... but this is when you're asking other people if they think the same as you. The cosa mía can be phrased as a declarative statement, but primarily you see it as a question The cosa mía is a stand-in for someone's way of thinking, opinions, or checking to see what someone else thinks. Like... ¿es cosa mía o ella está enfadada? "is it just me or is she angry?", or ¿oyes esto? ¿es cosa mía? "do you hear that? is it just me?"

que yo sepa = "as far as I know", "that I know of" Typically this is phrased with yo but you can change it around. This is a subjunctive phrase of doubt or uncertainty, something like "that I should/would know" or more like "that I'm aware of"... the closest literal translation that makes sense is "that I have knowledge of" Again, this can be sort of changed around like instead of que yo sepa "as far as I know", you can say something like que tú sepas "as far as you know", or que nosotros sepamos "as far as we know"

no es para tanto = "it's no big deal" This is used when you're telling people not to exaggerate, so it could be in a self-deprecating way like if someone compliments you it can come out as "it's no big deal" Or if someone's really upset this is like a reality check like "hey it's not that bad" or "it's no big deal"

para mí = "in my opinion" Literally "for me", or something like "in my case" or "as far as I'm concerned". There are times when you can use para mí in its normal setting where "I" am the recipient of something so it's "for me" But there are times when you can start off a sentence saying para mí as "in my opinion"

a la vez = "at the same time" A shorter way of saying simultáneamente "simultaneously", but saying a lot of things are happening a la vez means "at the same time", but literally "at once" (or, more literally "at the (single) time")

la niña del ojo = "the apple of someone's eye" English-speakers are going to see this and think "the girl of the eye", but la niña can mean "the pupil (of the eye)" as a noun that is always feminine In this particular expression la niña de su ojo is "the apple of his/her/their eye" which can be said of anyone, male or female etc. It's really calling someone "the pupil of their eye" And obviously you can use any possessive - mi ojo, tu ojo, su ojo, nuestro ojo etc. But if you ever see la niña in a way that doesn't quite make sense as "girl", it's probably "pupil"

el calvario = "cross to bear", "ordeal" This is usually used in the sense of "trials and tribulations", like a really difficult situation - sometimes it's used as someone's own personal ordeal to overcome like a "cross to bear" I say "cross to bear" because that is the literal definition here - this word comes from Calvary, the place where Jesus was crucified. It is used euphemistically in Spanish when someone is undergoing a time of suffering, or they're struggling with their own personal issues. Additionally it can be used as "stations of the cross" particularly in the Catholic tradition during Lent, and when people reenact the Passion of Christ they sometimes use the term el calvario as the literal and euphemistic meaning

de segunda = second-rate, second-class This is pretty self-explanatory, as segundo/a means "second", but it makes more sense with some additional context. The term de primera means "first class" when used as an adjectival phrase, so it can be used for "high quality". Next is de segunda which then means "second-rate" or "second-class" meaning not as good as first It should also be noted that the fuller expression is de segunda categoría which is why it's feminine [lit. "of second category/classification"] - sometimes de segunda clase - but you will see this expression used in things like ciudadanos de segunda categoría/clase "second-class citizens" And if you needed to go lower there's de tercera "third-rate"; but in general translation people say de segunda as "third-rate" meaning "not good". The other expression used with "three" is de tres al cuarto which comes out like "dime a dozen" or "two-bit", like very cheap - it literally means "three for a quarter" of a specific medieval Spanish coin called a maravedí. So it is understood largely like "dime a dozen"

que sean felices y coman perdices = "and they lived happily ever after" This is an older way that stories ended, not super common nowadays but sometimes it shows up. This literally means "let them be happy and eat partridges" where a partridge was a symbol of wealth for the upper class. Today you might hear something like felices y para siempre which is very much more literal as "happily ever after", literally "happy and forever". Some places will also say colorín colorado este cuente se ha acabado which is a fun little rhyme thing for children's stories - it doesn't mean much literally; colorado/a was a term for "red" [specifically it was like "blush" or "rouge", like someone's natural "color" of healthiness and related to "ruddy"], so it's like "little red, red, this story is over" and done for the rhyme

¿a mí qué? = "so what?", "what's that got to do with me?" A little harder to translate literally but it's "to me what", but kind of like "why should I care?" - a has many uses so you can kind of think of this as the kind of a used for importar "to care about" But this is like if someone is giving you a bunch of information and acting like you should care, or giving you a sob story - it's an expression of being dismissive or not interested, saying it has nothing to do with you, or it doesn't affect you

¿cómo no? = "of course!", "definitely", "obviously" This is an expression of affirmation, kind of like a "how could we do otherwise?" - it's commonly translated as "yes" or "certainly" or "definitely", but also can be more literal "how could (we/it) not" - this sort of feels like a mix of affirmation and a "you didn't even need to ask, of course" like it was a foregone conclusion

en un pis-pas = "just like that", "in a flash", "in a blink", very fast There are a handful of ways to say this, but un pis-pas or un pispás is just understood as a euphemism for "very fast" or "an instant". The other common way to say this is en un abrir y cerrar de ojos which is literally "in an opening and closing of eyes", aka "a blink" - sometimes en un parpadeo "in a blink (of the eyes)" [as parpardear is "to blink", related to el párpado "eyelid"] And the other way that's somewhat common or at least understood is en un santiamén which is literally "in a holy amen", which I kind of interpret as "in the time it takes to say amen" or "in the time it takes to cross yourself", both of which would be really fast and commonplace in a more Catholic society I think for the sake of speed though some people would prefer en un pis-pas because it's way less syllables than en un abrir y cerrar de ojos so if you were snapping your fingers you might say en un pis-pas

cueste lo que cueste = "at any cost" Literally "may it cost (whatever) it costs"; it's a very typical subjunctive expression - the other way to say this is a todo costo "at all costs" sometimes a toda costa (it can be either) Spanish subjunctive like this is really common, so you'll see sea lo que sea "be that as it may", pase lo que pase "whatever happens" or "come what may" and so on In the case of cueste lo que cueste it's from costar "to cost", using subjunctive forms (and costar is an O->UE verb), so sometimes people casually sprinkle in these subjunctive expressions like han decidido que, cueste lo que cueste, lo van a hacer "they've decided that, no matter the cost, they're going to do it" or something like han decidido hacerlo, cueste lo que cueste "they've decided to do it, no matter the cost" etc. Very flexible just like English

ojalá = "I really hope so", "I hope to God" This one is a remnant of Islam/Arabic in Spanish, but it's very very close to the expression "inshallah" - ojalá is sometimes treated as "I hope to God" because that alá is "Allah" in Spanish In general subjunctive phrases it's a strong desire like ojalá que no llueva "I really hope it doesn't rain". In other cases, ojalá can be sort of used the way you say "hopefully" or "God willing", the exact way Arabic and Muslim cultures would use it You can say ojalá as "I hope so" or "hopefully", or ojalá que no "I hope not" and "hopefully not" Because it's more related to the subjunctive it carries the possibility that it might not happen, but it could. But it can come across as a more passive or non-committal just "oh I hope it does but it is also out of my hands" - though that kind of passivity can depend on the general mood [for the sake of precision - ojalá is derived from "lawshallah" إن شاء الله  in Arabic meaning "if God should will it", so it's like an imperfect subjunctive - people do compare it to inshallah but it's just the alá part that's the same, the vibe of ojalá is more doubtful or uncertain; in Medieval Spanish the expression had sort of come as oxalá then eventually ojalá]

[sneepity-snoop-snorpity-sneep]

I'ma be real with y'all, I don't think America's massive size and the financial costs of travel are the biggest contributors to the attitudes we have here that make other countries go like

the provincial thing is honestly a fair statement, in the same vein as holding americans who voted for trump accountable - there are bigger reasons for both, but that doesn't minimize how much a lot of americans cultivate and maintain their ignorance to feel more comfortable.

I'd say more legitimate things to mention when talking about american's very self-centric attitudes towards global happenings are things like: the US media deliberately keeps up the image of the United States as a strong, independent world power who don't need no allies, aka the fact that when other countries send us aid in natural disasters or other Big Uh-Ohs, it generally isn't reported by large news outlets. I never knew for years that multiple people, both individuals and organized efforts by various other countries, would send aid to the US when we'd be hit by big hurricanes, fires, and other bad shit

the other day a coworker and I were talking about the recent swan-dive of relations between america and canada and they scoffed at the notion that canada has a military too, and that they also participated in conflicts like the mess in the middle east after 9/11 - But I can't disdain my coworker that much, cuz I didn't know this either until very recently. I'll bet you most americans don't know about the Article 5 collective defense clause NATO has, which was only ever invoked once, on America's behalf after the 9/11 attack, and had multiple countries sending troops to Afghanistan alongside US forces. Canada specifically sent out over 40 thousand. the US as an entity does nOT like to acknowledge when foreign aid has been helpful, and just that kind of 'we pretend we do not see it' attitude does a lot of quiet heavy lifting to influence american attitudes towards the international community.

Additionally, although its more common now than it has been in the past for americans to watch movies and tv from overseas, I'd guess most americans still mostly only watch media centered around american culture, or at least western, english-speaking media (Harry Potter and the Sherlock series are two non-american examples). Now, that's a little weird, considering how much of our media is marketed and consumed around the globe. the US has a LOT of soft power, but we don't import fiction from other places at nearly the same rate. So you end up with this weird correlation between a lot of folks overseas having some idea of american culture while the americans in question have very little exposure or knowledge of anybody else's culture

i mean I've come across quite a few pointed threads or comments online from people overseas about how entitled and aggravating american tourists can be, and I think this is part of why: americans are deliberately presented with a POV that centers them, while not addressing the interconnectedness of modern life in a first world country, and a lot of folks just don't have the curiosity or feel a need to investigate that. add to that the fact that america doesn't really push learning second languages in schools, and many americans won't ever travel overseas, AND that we only share borders with 2 other nations so we don't get a lot of land-based travel from other countries like you see in europe, and its not really all that shocking that the american people don't really grasp how the US fits in to international politics and going-ons

none of this is an excuse. honestly I think the best you can hope for from some americans if you call us out for this is a "well I never actually thought about it all", which is a pretty lackluster defense (i mean, all the moments for me personally where I went "what was i thinkin- oh wait I didn't think" have NOT been my finest), and unfortunately for a fair portion of people, there's a dependence on this worldview and a resulting emotional backlash when its challenged. Basically when a population is propagandized as much as the US is, realistically you don't get a bunch of doe-eyed innocents who mean well but don't know any better, you get a population with a high percentage of people who hold onto said propagandized image as part of their identity and act like ASSHOLES to any info that doesn't fit what they've already been told

its not that the americans you think of when you imagine the ignorant, entitled americans couldn't do/be better - its that people WON'T try to be doing better than they currently are if they believe 'better' is what's in front of them right now so there's no need to improve it

[starcurtain]

I read your "PhaiDei isn't like other hoyo mlm pairs" posts and I'm so confused because I didn't see it in the main story. AT ALL. Like I'm the n⁰1 "please keep queerbaiting us hoyo, I understand there is censorship" and even then I only thought of them as friends?? I was literally playing through amphoreus and saying "omg they're besties :)" I don't know why this has happened. I have to rewatch the missions with the yaoi glasses on. What is wrong with me

My fav hoyo ship is xingyun and one thing they recently did is that they made Xingqiu explicitly blush because Chongyun was flattering him, which I found very cute and thought to bring up since you mentioned it in your post

I also have a personal problem with renheng because Dan heng has stated multiple times he wants to move on from his past and that he isn't the same person as dan feng (maybe he was, at first, but he certainly isn't now), but I also dislike it because enemies to lovers isn't my cup of tea and Blade left a terrible first impression regarding Dan Heng when I met him

Now that I think about it, maybe I didn't see PhaiDei when I played it for a similar reason I didn't see RenHeng (I was genuinely surprised they shipped them together bc they seem so toxic to me, and after reading a bit about it, I came to the conclusion of the last paragraph regarding that ship), and that is that I really want to smooch Phainon myself, maybe not as much as I want to smooch Dan Heng but... lol

Ha ha well wanting to keep the character for yourself mighttttt influence things, yes. 😂

As for not seeing Phaidei, may I ask what language audio you play in? I play in Chinese, but I was recently watching a friend stream in English and I was genuinely shocked at Mydei's voice acting. No hate to the voice actor at all, because I think he has a very fine voice, but I feel like the voice director must have told him to like... sound pissed all the time. I was genuinely so confused listening to the lines because the delivery in Chinese seems completelyyyyy different in many places, and it feels to me that English Mydei has a more aggressive vibe in a lot of scenes. Maybe this affected your read of the characters a bit, if you play in English?

Love me some Xingyun, very cute ship. I was surprised by them adding the blush in the recent event! I think they were able to "get away with it" so to speak because the Traveler was there too; they can use the Traveler as their plausible deniability. But that scene was definitely grade A+ Xingyun bait, for real for real. (And the scene where Xingqiu said he'd have to run away to Chongyun's house and stay for weeks. I was like, "Sir, that's called eloping" lmao).

I fully respect your opinion on Renheng; "you ruined my life and I'm not over it" is definitely not a dynamic for everyone. My opinion is the dead opposite though, funnily enough; I love Renheng! ...But I tried to care about Yingxing/Dan Feng and I just have zero interest in it at all. I think I'm the only one in the entire fandom that prefers Renheng to Yingfeng lol. Enemies to lovers is my jam, although I can definitely see why not everyone likes it.

May your account be blessed with lots of Phainon to blow smooches to in the future!

[moonymeloncholymoney]

Otters and Snails

summary: Its Christmas, your best friend is back home and turns out you're more cold than usual. warnings: unfortunately the information about otters might not be completely true but they are the cutest animals out there so i just had to 😔. English is not my first language so please pardon the grammatical mistakes :)) word limit: 957 words

“you know snails?”, you said with a mouth full of ice cream as you walked beside your best-friend Joaquín on the snow filled streets of New York. “Mhmh, I know snails” he loved winters, and that was because of two reasons. One because Christmas was around the corner, that meant spending the best and happiest time of the year with you and because well he was home for holidays after spending his entire year saving the world as the Falcon, his home being you. “Snails can sleep for three years without dying” you said while carefully dangling the ice cream spoon between your teeth. “Damn, are you sure you they are not related to you?” You let out a loud and offensive gasp and stopped in your tracks as he turned to look at you with the cockiest smile on his face, “You did not just call me a late sleeper”, “Oh but you are one” He said while intertwining the two of yours arms and pulling you into walking with him again. “Okay name one time when I got up late” your hair falling into your face as you start to eat your ice cream again. “Umm let me think. Oh I know, today when you got up at eleven in the morning and made me wait at your door for exactly 24 minutes and 15 seconds” he said as he brushed the fallen strand of hair out of your face. You looked up to him with slight panic and sadness in your eyes, “Did I really make you wait for that long?” He laughed and threw his head back as he took a bite of the little ice cream left on your wooden spoon, “No angel, I am just messing with you” He saw how you clearly annoyed you were, the soft glow of the Christmas decorations illuminating your face. “I hate you, like so much”, “you know you love me” you felt him bumping his shoulder into yours as you looked at him, “yeah maybe I do” you said as you turned towards him and for a moment the crowd died down, the melting ice-cream long forgotten between the unbearable tension that continued to harbor as you both continued to gaze into each other’s eyes when,-

“Is it raining?” a drop on your face very quickly turned into a full-blown rain shower as you both quickly ran over to the shed of the nearest convenience store. “Yeah, it definitely is raining” said Joaquin as he knocked on the door of the store. “Yup, I think we’ll have to wait exactly where we are until this god forsaken rain dies down”, you could see the disappointment dripping from his face at how the rain destroyed the endless activites they had decided to do today but you knew exactly how to cheer your best friend up. “Okay, hand me your ice cream” you raised your hand forward, “What, why?”, “Oh my god, Quino, just give me your ice cream” you said as you tried to snatch it away from his hand making him raise his hand holding the ice cream higher. “No, I am not giving you my ice cream” you whined in annoyance, “but why?!” “Cause there is definitely a 50% chance of you eating my ice cream as well” he said as he notices you eyebrows shooting up to your head. “ Joaquín Aurelius Torres, hand me your ice cream. Now.” And well Joaquín knew better than to not listen to you when you used his full name and decided to abide by your order. “Yes ma’am” he said as he handed you his ice cream while bowing in front of you. You take both of the ice creams and put them on the steps of the convenience store. Surprise takes over his features as you took both his hands and put them onto your waist and wrap your own hands around his waist. You placed your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes while gently swaying him side to side. “Y/n/n…” he said slowly as he tightened his grip around your waist. “mhmm”, “are we dancing?” he asked as he swayed you back. “You know otters?” you kept your chin on his chest and continued to look at him through the lids of your eyes. “Yeah, I know otters.”, “So otters, they have the ability to sense when their partners are disappointed or even moderately sad. So, to cheer them up, they snuggle close into their chest and cuddle them until they are back to being their cheerful self” You let out a content sigh, happy about the fact that you could share this information of pivotal importance. “Really?” you replied by nodding your head at him and gently sneaking in your hands under his shirt.  You could see a faint hint of red on Joaquín’s face causing you to smile a little knowing your little tricked had worked. “Do otters also put their hands under their partner’s shirt?” you chuckled and he swore he had never heard anything more angelic before, “First of all, Otters don’t wear shirts and second of all, I was just cold” you murmur quietly before closing your eyes again and resting your head against his shoulder. “So, I am nothing but a personal heater to you?”, he rubbed small circles on your back as you nodded again to answer him. Joaquín looked down with a small smile as he kissed the top of your head and propped his chin there. “Well then I am happy to be so” he didn’t know what the both of you were because best friends didn’t act like this did they? But whatever it was the two of you were, Otters, heaters or snails, he’d love you the same as all.

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[djullyreviews]

Why does Dr. Stone have a small fan community?

Text without spoilers!! Text with adapted translation from Portuguese Brazil to English! Text with personal opinion!

I decided to rewatch the anime when I realized I wanted to know how this whole thing ended! I admit, the reason that ties the whole story together interested me from the beginning: why did all the people in the world turn to stone?

Since then, I ended up watching the entire first season, and here I am, watching the 4th season being released. It's amazing that there was something beyond the first season, but I remembered that it has the beneficial factor: being shounen.

I loved Cassanova Posse so much, thks ALI !!!

IT PROMISED NOTHING AT THE BEGINNING BUT IT'S DELIVERING HOT MEN AND FUN

Well then. I don't think I was the only one who wanted to drop the series when there was the scene with Ruri taking the antibiotic. That was extremely bizarre. It seems like it was even strange for hardcore shounen consumers (really???). I vaguely remember people wanting to "cancel" the series on social media for the following reasons: how the bodies were drawn and those hypersexualized scenes at questionable moments.

I suspect that this scene caused problems. It must have reached the ears of Boichi and the writer, as well as the anime's production studio. If a drastic change is noticed in the first season, we almost no longer have strange angles on female bodies as we saw in the first episodes.

I'm not saying that it doesn't have sexy and sexualized female bodies, it has the famous formula that is always used in manga for the male audience: big breasts, thin women, big butts and beautifuls womens.

They cut out so many unnecessary hypersexualized scenes of the girls that they were left with only hypersexualized scenes of the male characters, which clearly continued throughout the seasons, we have naked men with their butts in the sun in diving scenes (and much more).

This made me think that Boichi must do this when he draws, sexualizing both types of bodies, men and women. I don't know what kind of hentai and adult works he must have drawn, but I noticed this in Dr. Stone's work, even though it is far from being intended as adult content.

This excess of male nudity must have been strange to many who were watching, and if they were watching because of the girls in the anime… I feel sorry for you, but the anime took a different direction from the initial target audience they wanted, men, but they ended up hitting the FEMALE AUDIENCE.

Each new character is a man with a handsome face (with a few exceptions), a perfect body and a striking personality. There are very few new female characters joining Senku's nerd club.

"There's no heterosexual explanation for this"

The straight couples ended up being erased, and they are couples that were well signaled by the authors. Now, the amount of scenes between men doing and saying brotherly things………things only got more intense as the seasons came out…… I started the anime thinking that the target audience was men, but in the end I felt like I was the anime's target audience.

Gen's existence is too "sugary" for a shounen work, or also his velvety voice every time he calls "senku-chan"…......

Stanley and Xeno appears delivering gay content, faster than the last BL works I've read in recent times.

Ryuusui exposed twice he is bisexual according to the Crunchyroll translation, it's very strange that he wasn't censored on Japanese TV.

Too many events to mention here...........

THE APEX OF ABSURDITY IN THE WORK

One of the goals of this post is to help encourage everyone to watch Dr. Stone and give the anime a second chance. Let's gooo!!!

The authors embrace the height of absurdity in events:

Do you know DanDanDan? That's right, a popular shounen with a supernatural theme in which there are totally absurd events that the author uses the fuse of the strange to create the story and draw his manga.

Dr. Stone is not much different in this regard. The theme changes: science, physics, mathematics, chemistry and the like as weapons to write these events: they are so absurd that they are ridiculously funny.

Watching Dr. Stone is almost the same experience, silly, light, funny at times, something that you watch without having to think too much to understand what is being proposed and said there (and usually get some quick science lessons from Senku).

The protagonist is not boring by default, he is a nerd:

Our onion nerd is far from being the most boring protagonist I've seen in shounen manga (I've seen worse). If we have our darling Okarun the Ufology nerd, here we have Senku living and breathing science in every single episode.

Unusual character design:

Boichi did a great job designing several things, and one of them was the characters. He delivers the basics and does it very well, whether it's the villains or the protagonists.

I confess that Boichi's style is far from being my favorite, but I have to admit that he does his job as a mangaka very well.

Stop being hypocrites and complaining about the bodies in Dr. Stone while it exists and if other popular animes are consumed that do the same or worse, I don't see them wanting to "cancel" them because of that.

I didn't think the ending was bad at all (no spoilers):

I decided to look up the ending of the series so I could feel the disappointment now. I took a quick look around the internet and I'll be honest: it's not bad at all (there have been worse endings out there).

In this context, I recommend everyone do the same, research the ending at their own risk. Personally, it didn't discourage me from watching the anime until the end. I'm already "given in" to the characters, they captivated me and now there's no turning back (hottest charecters too).

SO WHY DID DR. STONE'S AUDIENCE DISAPPEARED??

With each episode I watched, I asked myself the same thing.

Maybe it was because of the initial choices made in the first season (first arc), and many ended up dropping the show right there.

There's a chance it was because of the hypersexualized scenes in the first episodes with girls.

There's a chance that the male audience found it strange to see so many naked male bodies and not a single moment of naked female characters.

I suspect it's also a silent treatment because the show ultimately focused on the female audience, which must be the majority of those who buy and consume the show nowadays.

I also didn't understand if their idea was to make certain events absurd or not, it was only in the second season that I understood that it was completely intentional, and many must have stopped watching because of that.

Many are also bothered by the fact that we brought up the possibility of gay, bisexual, lesbian, and asexual characters. There are many predatory anime\manga in this sense, the characters do homosexual things, and we know that the authors will NEVER EVER make this official, clearly Dr. Stone is another one on that list.

So why do I see a small community on Dr. Stone's social media? Why don't people talk about it more? Could it be the posts I mentioned above? Or something else I'm not aware of?

I recognize that all of these factors are present in animes currently being released. Dr. Stone meets all of the requirements. Until now, it remains a mystery why it is rarely mentioned on social media.

END

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[evolnoomym]

Made Of Pain❄️

Grumpy!Joel Miller x Emotionally Constipated f!OC

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Summary: You have your routine, a way of having fun but without catching unnecessary feelings. You play this game so well, that is until you decide to play with Joel Miller. Maybe this time you take it too far.

Rating: 18+ mature content mdni!!!!

Word count: 2.4K

Authors note: Hello Friends 🫶🏻 Here I present Maneater!Moon/ emotionally constipated!Moon to y’all, she’s a mess and I hope y’all enjoy this story.🩵

Please let me know if you are interested in more, since there are possibilities for a sequel. 😏

Warnings: no y/n, F!OC, Moon as always, Maria & Tommy are a couple, Moon hates men, she’s definitely toxic in this one butttttt for a reason, daddy issues(duh), alcohol consumption, hints towards sa (not with Joel), implied age gap, Moon is kinda badass, smoking, lots of cursing, name calling, slight femdom vibes, she has a tattoo, protected p-in-v action, hard sex as a form of self-punishment, blood, eating blood (I guess???), inner conflict. If I missed anything please let me know 🙏🏻

Shoutout to @saradika-graphics & @cafekitsune for the dividers 🩵

And shoutout to @joelmillerisapunk & @always-andromeda for proofreading 😇

Disclaimer: English is not my first language so if you come across mistakes it might be due to that. 😂🫶🏻

You were happy that Maria found the guy of her dreams, really. Tommy was a good one and as long as he didn’t make any mistakes you would accept his presence.

-In the beginning he had to really try and get on your good side,- because you judged every move he made.  

At the end of that night he felt inclined to share his observation “So, you don’t like people, huh?” Tommy was not wrong.

 “I don’t, no, not most of them at least. Men, specifically, I find to be quite the disturbance.” You gave Tommy the famous look, one that he later described as “similar to Medusa’s stare.”

And it’s true, you don’t like them, men. They always gave you reasons to despise them. Whether it was your Dad lying to you all the time, abandoning you for a new life and instead choosing to love the bottle more than his daughter or all those guys who seemed kind in the beginning and then turned into depraved monsters, taking and taking whatever they could. Nowadays you play them like they did you, making them fall for you and then kicking them out. Break hearts to feed your own ego. To you it’s a game, be the hunter or be the prey. And you don’t ever want to be the prey again. 

You’re brought back to the present when Maria’s soft voice cuts through the recollections “So, what do you think?” 

Right. She had asked you to go out with her, Tommy and his older brother. 

“Uhh, sorry. Tell me again why you think this is a good idea?” 

“He is your type, older, and I thought maybe you two would get along?” 

You shake your head “No, I think you want me to date your boyfriend’s brother so we can go on those awful double-dates. Fuck no.” 

Maria lets out an annoyed huff, “Would it really be so awful to finally stop these power games and trust again?” She knows that you want to be loved, Maria is the only one who knows what hides behind the stone cold facade you built up. 

“You know I can’t.” Your words have a sense of finality to them so Maria doesn’t even bother arguing. 

“Just promise me not to play with him?” 

“I won’t play with him.” 

Tommy picks Maria and you up around 8pm, when you slide into the backseat you’re confused finding the other backseat empty.

“Well hello, Thomas. Where’s the old man?”

You ask in a fake sad voice.

“Well…hello Mooni, he’s meeting us at the bar. And maybe ya shouldn’t call him by that name once we’re all together.” Tommy replies.

“Or what? Will he throw a fit over getting a little teased?” You laugh at the prospect.

“You’re laughing now, but he might, he’s a little grumpy so don’t poke the bear too much. Just looking out for you.”

“I think I can handle myself, but thanks for the heads up,” and with that you fall into silence for the rest of the car ride.

The bar is a neat little establishment Tommy had first met Maria in, so it’s special to them. You don’t dislike it entirely but still could see yourself in a different place.

As you make the order for everyone’s drinks at the bar it doesn’t take much longer and you catch a gruff, more weathered version of Tommy swagger in. It must be Joel. He isn’t unattractive but he looks like an asshole and that is your kinda guy. Those are the ones you have the most fun breaking down; they deserve it.

After confirming the order and table number, you make your way back to the others. Joel is tall, which you notice as he gets closer. He looms over the table, casting a big shadow with his broad shoulders, strong stance, and a cute butt. He must feel your presence at his back, because he swiftly turns around. He was already attractive from behind but actually seeing his face was a whole different experience. Maria was right, he was your type, older and slightly on the verge of greying. Mature.

He eyes you suspiciously up and down, with a hint of distaste. Oh, you don’t like that.

Tommy chimes in, “Joel, this is Moon. Maria’s friend, I told ya’ about her.”

Joel simply grunts in acknowledgment.

“Yeah, fuck you too man,” you say as you push past him, making sure to knock your shoulder into his on the way.

Once you sit down, your hand goes to grab a cigarette from your case, placing it between your lips and reaching for the lighter. Joel’s annoyed face greets you, watching how you inhale that first head emptying dose of burning tobacco.

You make sure to blow it in his direction.

He mumbles under his breath “Disgustin’,”

“Oh my god, could you be any more fucking ridiculous? Maybe the grumpy old man should just stay home instead of making everyone miserable.” You lean more over the table with each word of your rant.

“Moon,” Maria sounds like a scolding mother “cool it.”

“Sure,” you lean back, nod, and take another inhale.

Perfect moment for the waitress to show up with the drinks. You immediately drink half of it; you need it to stomach the rest of the evening.

Tommy, Maria, and Joel have resigned to friendly chatter. You just observe, not really one to intervene much. It’s just how you are, either really loud or really quiet, super happy or super sad…always these extremes. Most of all reckless, selfish, and emotionally sealed shut.

It’s how you always get in trouble, just like tonight.

You gulp down the remaining cocktail and get up. The trio stops talking.

You look at Joel „Can you at least Dance?“

He’s caught off guard by the switch up in your behavior, too stunned to answer.

„Well?“

„Just say yes Joel, there’s no saying no to that one,” Tommy informs and he’s right.

You hold out your hand and tug him out of his seat and onto the dance floor.

He just awkwardly stands in front of you.

„You know you can touch me, I don’t bite.“ as you laugh.

„Oh really?“ he muses

You shake your head „Hmm, no, I have no idea what you’re talking about Joel.” You say it in a mocking sweet voice.

„You’re a real fucking brat,“ he gets closer.

„True.“

„A real fucking bitch,“ he leans in to whisper in your ear, sliding his arms around you.

„Oh no, ouch…“ you giggle into his ear. „You know what I think?“ you question.

„What?“

„You are a dirty old man, who loves bratty little bitches like me. Don’t pretend you don’t, that would just make you look dumb.“ You gently stroke your hands up his arms and lay them around his neck. You press your tits against his chest.

„Bet you like this, my young tits touching you. Hmm, are you thinking about my wet little cunt?“ you press kisses below his ear and on his jaw.

Course you double down. „Makes you hard, doesn’t it? You wish you could fuck my tight pussy, huh? Say it Joel, say I’m right.“

Joel curses Tommy for ever trying to get him more out of his comfort zone. His own little brother pushed him into the arms of the devil.

His cock is indeed swelling at your filthy—almost hypnotic—words.

“Trouble, that’s what ya’ are,” Joel grunts.

“See, there are two options. Either you want to kill me or you want to fuck me.” You ponder.

You unlatch from him and turn around, pushing your butt against his crotch. The bulge is undeniable.

“Well, well. I think I know the answer.” You swirl your hips a couple times before facing him again.

Joel tries to kiss you but you dodge it.

“What was that?”

“You don’t kiss me. Never, unless I tell you to. Yes?” You don’t even care if he understands, you take his hand and start dragging him again, this time to the bathroom.

In there, Joel bends you over the bathroom counter. He flips up your skirt, tugs down your thong and bunches up your top around your middle. Doing so reveals what must be a massive tattoo. Joel is unsure of the meaning behind the painting that covers your entire back, he sees snakes and a woman’s face in Fine black lines. He realizes after a moment that it must be Medusa. Her mouth's stapled shut; how odd.

You’re unaware of his discovery, too lost in the pleasure of having his hands on you.

But then he traces the outlines of her and says. “Nice tattoo ya’ got there,”

You freeze and immediately stare at him through the mirror with an intensity. “Don’t touch it.” Your tone leaves no room for arguments.

He takes his hands away, instead busying them by unzipping his pants and patting down his pockets for a condom. He stops his search when you pull out one from your bra and hand it to him. He almost wants to ask, but your eyes let him know not to.

Joel wastes no time, rolls the rubber down his length and nudges his tip at your entrance.

He’s taking too long, so you make the rash decision to impale yourself with his hard cock.

The sting is exactly what you need to silence those self destructive thoughts.

He should’ve never seen her but it’s your fault. You broke the rule of not letting a man take you from behind. No, it’s always a position which makes you face them or puts you above them. In control. Most of all, they don’t see her. It shows a weak spot, giving whoever is on the receiving end of her stony gaze too much power in hurting you.

Joel’s pained hiss takes you back to the present moment.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so tight. Jesus,”

You groan “Shut up and start fucking me, would you?”

He picks up the pace instantly, slamming his throbbing cock into your cunt. Your hips will surely be bruised by the next day.

“Soooo good, just like that,” he’s doing a damn good job. Until one of his massive hands tries to push your chest down, attempting to put him in control.

“Stop pushing me,” you mumble.

Your voice is not loud enough for him to hear, so his hand continues.

Your barely able to get a word as he’s fucking you into oblivion.

“S-s-stop, J-Joel,” you try to move your shoulders to perhaps make him notice but this turns out to be just as fruitless.

Enough is enough. You muster up the strength to lift your chest. In a split second you knock back your head, colliding with his lip.

Joel stumbles back in pain and shock. “T’fuck was that for,”

You don’t care to answer, turning around and hurdling him into the toilet stall. You push him down and take a seat in his lap. His cock fills you again, you make quick work of riding him in earnest. Slamming yourself down hard over and over. Until you suddenly stop to lift a finger to his bleeding lip, swiping generously through the ruby liquid and sucking that finger into your mouth. You keep intense eye contact with Joel while doing so.

“Jesus, you are fucking crazy,” he mumbles.

You start riding him again and whisper back. “Just how you imagined me, right?”

Your thighs start feeling sore pretty quickly, Joel notices that, of course he does and tries to offer help.

“Why don’t ya’ let me do some of the work, huh?”

You shake your head. “I don’t need your fucking help, Joel,” you practically hiss.

“Please,” something about the way he begs has your act crumbling.

“Okay, but you fuck me against the door,” you instruct.

“Sure,” he hoists you up with him by grabbing your thighs but before he can move you give more instructions.

“I want you to slam me against the door and then pound me.”

“What?” Joel is confused about your request.

“Are you really that hard of hearing old man?” you lean in and rasp in his ear. “Slam me against the door and fuck me. Or are you too much of a pussy, huh?” You know exactly what your taunting will get you.

Joel makes an angry throaty sound almost like a bull.

Your backside colliding with the plastic of the door as well as your head too has you deliciously dizzy. You need the pain as a distraction of how much you betray yourself by letting him take control.

“You like that, fucking bitch?” You laugh at his words.

“I do, but can you finish now? I'm getting bored.” More taunting.

And Joel gets to it. Fucking up into you so roughly that you think your shoulder blades will be bruised as well by the way he slams you into the door. You can feel him so deep, hitting all the right spots. In the haze of his throbbing member fucking the air out of you, Joel’s thumb rubs soothing circles into your thigh. A stark contrast to the brutal pounding he gifts you.

Joel’s rhythm slowly gets more uneven and you know he’s close. You put one hand on his face and the other slips down between your body’s to rub your clit.

“Come on Joel, I know you wanna cum for me, don’t you?” You lean closer until your lips almost touch his. “Fill me up, do it. I love that big cock in my tight cunt and you do too, right Joel?” Your words combined with how you pulsed around him were too much to bear. He couldn’t stave his orgasm off any longer and soon shot spurts of his warm cum into the condom.

He slipped out of your used hole, and you made fast work of pushing him further away before fixing your clothes. Joel's about to speak up when you cut him off. You saw that look in his eyes and you don’t like what it means.

Maybe this time you took it too far, you can still feel his hands on your body, how gentle he was, so caring even through all the roughness. Something you don’t deserve.

You are used to being touched. But with Joel it’s different. And you don’t like it. You lowered your guard too much.

You need to get out of the toilet stall and away from Joel. The last thing you say to him before disappearing is full of disgust.

“Don’t get any stupid ideas, this didn’t mean shit. We just fucked.”

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[twopoppies]

Sorry Gina I’ve been off so I may cover a lot

I’ll just use “The anons who said” for the beginning of all

That antis are using a pic of him looking at Oli so he and Harry were “just friends and Larries ruined it”

He knew Harry for 25 minutes he’s known Oli for 25 years looking at someone you’ve known a few months the same way as someone you’ve known for most of your life tells me it’s more than friendship with Harry (also it still wasn’t the same look he gave Harry) Larries didn’t ruin their “friendship” seeing as antis think H was sleeping with every woman he breathed on and Louis had a long time gf why would a “rumor” bother them

That pic of Harry in Italy is old from last year

Louis wanting to move has nothing to do with Harry they talked about his public house anyway, not in the heart of London and maybe Harry’s renovations are actually almost done or he wants to move to the city or maybe Italy and about F why would he move to be near him when he said himself when he retired he wants to move to the English countryside over 3000 miles away from “the most important person in me life”

Let alone the fact he was in the country of that most important person for 3 months and saw him how many times? While the child would’ve been on school vacation. Yes he was on tour but it’s called Nannies and security

People come down on Larries but antis make no sense like the one who said he gives him 15K a month in support, it’s 5K first and second child support does not equal love but don’t try to use reason on them they’ll throw a hissy fit

Finally about the interview, the second they brought up his height and wearing concealer people should know there was a tone to it not meant to make him look good, lowkey questioning his sincerity and implying he drinks a lot (the two bottles of vodka just for him)

And that’s that on that. 😅 Thanks, love.

[theformulaimagines]

Untitled. 2017 [part 1]

Time will go by, and you'll forget all that was between you and me, you and me. No, I won't wait for you, but know this, that I loved you. For the last time, the last time, for the last time, the last time…

Pairing: Kwon Jiyong x fem!singer reader

Plot: You loved this man. Ever since you were kids. But when self hatred runs deep everything breaks under the weight of it.

Warning: english isn’t my first language, angst, this has two of three parts, mentions of: depression, stress, heartbreak, friends to strangers (to lovers later(?))

2004

You giggled while you heard the door fall back shut. The moment you turned around you saw Jinyong walk up to you. Timid. Which would’ve confused you if you hadn’t felt the exact same way.

„Now?“, you asked, voice hardly above a whisper. Your best friend nodded before taking two big steps forward and pushing his lips on yours. With every other person in the world, it probably would have been awkward and embarrassing, not with Jiyong. With him, it was delicate and felt right.

Maybe because it was a Jiyong.

2014

A heavy sigh fled your lips while you were looking down at your phone. The kind of sigh that lingers for a while before it needs to find a way out. There was no denying that Kiko was absolutely enchanting. A one-in-a-billion kind of woman. With a face straight out of a magazine. Your chest muscles tighten while you see the new pictures, taken only a few days ago. His hand lays on her cheek. A peaceful smile played on both of their faces, while she leaned into his touch.

He declared that he didn’t have a type. Which was obviously a lie. „Are you okay?“, someone near you asks, however, their voice is so far away you almost don’t hear it. For some bizarre reason, the only thing you were able to hear was the muffled sound of your already breaking heart. It had begun to crack a while ago, but now it was in two chunks. Laying in your ribcage.

No wonder Jiyong never looked your way when girls like Kiko existed in this world. You‘re pretty. Yes. Stunning even…when the lightning is set up right. However, you‘re not beautiful. You swallowed thickly and perked up.

„I‘m fine.“

No, you weren’t. You were far from being anywhere near that. The man you’ve been in love with since you first met had a type, and you figured out that you didn't fit into that.

You started dating as well. An idol from a well-respected boy group. And while the news of your relationship wasn't well received by his female fans there was one person who loathed it more than anyone else. Jiyong. The man who was asking every single girl he met if he could call them by your name. In their troubled on-and-off relationship Kiko wasn’t Kiko…no, she was Y/N. Which led to their countless breakups.

“Why don’t you go for the real thing?“

„You know I can’t.“

2017

The studio was chilly when you walked through the door. Jiyong was sitting next to mountains of papers, notes, and empty coffee mugs.

He asked you for advice. Which, he never asked anyone else about. Maybe you should’ve known by then that he loved you. He hoped you did. He had never been good at talking about his feelings without using metaphors. His reality always had to be hidden in plain sight.

He played the tracks. One by one. And you listened. Arms crossed, head tilted to the side. „I like it.“, you let out after a few moments of silence:“ It‘s honest.“ The man in front of you hummed in response. The anxiety lines, that were covering his features were deeper than usual. Quickly you pulled her gaze off of him, terrified that in a few moments, your view could turn blurry. Rather, they glide over the notes.

„It‘s good.“, you whisper. Which wasn’t a surprise to you:“ Since when…have you been working on this?“

„A while.“, he answers, running a hand through his hair.

„Is this about-?“

Jiyong looks away. He grabs one of the coffee mugs and brings it to his lips. The cold liquid tasted sour, and he swallowed thickly before setting it back down on the table. „It‘s about a lot of things.“, he then responds, licking his dry lips. His fingers play with one of the volume knobs on the console.

„I‘m sorry about that by the way.“

„Don’t. It wasn’t just you. We both changed, right? Over time priorities change.“

„No, I mean Kiko.“ At the sound of her name Jiyongs’ jaw tenses and he leans back in his chair. He wants to look at you, but he just can’t. So he stares at his own reflection.

„Well, it was complicated. It had nothing to do with you.“, he lied, his voice sounding much more careful than before. He hoped you didn’t catch up on that. But you did. „I never said that.“ Your words were cutting deep and he wondered if you realized that. Almost to the bone.

„Things happened. It wasn’t fair to her, or me, or-.“ He paused. Concerned that if you were looking too close you could catch a glimpse of your name etched into the whiteness of them.

[happyanimeposts]

Hoo boy, I'm sorry, OP, but I have Thoughts on Diego. Why do I hate Diego? Let's see:

-Diego murdered Mia's long-lost mother (fine fine, for good reason),

-Attempted to cover up said murder (remind me why, again??? He foiled the plot to kill Maya, then...covered it up...because...like, I genuinely forget, does he have a good reason for not wanting an attempted murderer to come to justice?)

-blamed Mia's death on the guy who *literally got her killers brought to justice*.

All in a day's work for a guy who loves Mia and only has her best interests at heart :)

Oh yeah, and because of a mistranslation - some peoples' only source for this game btw - Diego is a sexist prick. Also, re: that particular scene, I happen to know a little Japanese, so (admittedly per reddit's script of the original Japanese), I've translated that scene here:

ゴドー: 「ダレだい？この、じゃじゃ馬ムスメは。

Godot: Who's this? This rude horse woman. (His use of musume implies a young woman, and to my mind he's speaking fairly rudely to someone he just met.)

狩魔: 「今日の法廷で、あなたのかわりをつとめた、狩魔検事です。

Von Karma: The one who took your place in today's trial, Franziska Von Karma.

('The one who' is added to make the sentence make sense in English.)

ゴドー: 「クッ…！そいつはゴクロウだったなァ。

Godot: Keh...! Good job on that one.

ゴドー: 「おじょうちゃんは、もういいぜ。…これからは、オトナの時間だ。

Godot: As for you, miss princess, that's enough. From here on, it's the adults' time.

(He uses ojou-chan, ojou meaning 'princess' and -chan is a suffix usually used for - usually female - children, babies, and close friends, all of which Franziska is not to Godot. It's also sometimes used with teens, but he'd clearly not trying to be respectful here. At best, he doesn't consider her to be a "real" presecutor because she's only 19.)

狩魔: 「な、何を勝手なコトを！この事件は、私の…

Von Karma: Hey, what kind of selfish thing-! This case, it's my..."

(This is the same as the English: Godot dismisses her without a second thought, and Franziska obviously asks where the fuck he thinks he has the right to just tell her to get lost after *she* did all the trial prep - on like, hours' notice.)

ゴドー: 「おしゃべりなオンナは好きじゃねえ…。

Godot: I don't like talkative women...

ゴドー: 「もう一度だけ、言う。…アンタ、帰っていいぜ。

Godot: I'll only say this once more. You, you can go home.

So, fine. He doesn't say 'hey filly know your role and shut your mouth' literally, but he does compare her to a horse and a young female (a young female horse is a filly, so...he calls her a filly in so many words) and he says he doesn't like talkative women, and dismisses all of her hard work without a second glance. He doesn't outright tell her to shut her mouth, but the meaning of the original Japanese is not so wildly different as to make what he says any less assholish and sexist. So, OP. Moot point there.

That 'kitten' remark in addition to about twenty other things he says to and about Mia, is a sign that he doesn't view her as an equal. He doesn't want to date her, he wants to own her. Big difference. (Also, he hates talkative women, remember? Mia was also the kind of woman to argue and dig her heels in, so I'm again arguing he didn't like Mia, he like the subservient version of Mia he'd created in his head)

I don't hate Diego because I'm racist, I hate him because he's an unlikeable prick who shows no character development whatsoever. Character flaws are engaging, yes - if they impact the character's decisions in meaningful ways. Toxic masculinity as an engaging character flaw? Then getting Mia's killers brought to justice and even putting his career and freedom at risk by confronting Redd head on would make Phoenix pretty damn manly, I think, especially in the lawyer world. He was literally carrying on Mia's legacy by finishing the work she had started, closing the case that got her killed. But no, Diego decides Mia's death was Phoenix's fault because... He was late to a meeting where they were going to go out for burgers? Oh, and didn't die protecting Mia.

I reiterate Phoenix *literally got Mia's killers brought to justice* and that's somehow not good enough????

Re: shipping, I don't ship Diego and Mia because, as I said, he doesn't love her, he thinks he owns her. That makes it one of my Ace Attorney NoTPs...Although I am aware that's an unpopular fandom opinion, so I can't speak to why people ship them.

At this point I've forgotten so many details about Bridge To The Turnabout that you could easily say I never liked his vibe, but even at the time I remember thinking 'wow this guy's a dick, What is his problem? Grow up, man-baby.'

...Can you tell I have strong feelings about this?

TO BE FAIR, however, Edgeworth gets like, six games to develop from 'Snooty Asshole' to 'Work With The Defense To Find The Truth', while Godot gets only one case. It's not exactly a rich character development ground, but also...wow. Like. He's just a dick. Zero redeeming qualities. Not a one. Not even a tragic backstory to garner sympathy; his tragic backstory is 'cute girl I wanted to **** died and I couldn't get over it because ✨ Toxic Masculinity ✨'

Last point, re: Miles Edgeworth and sexism. Yeah, he was a total dick in the early case here, same as Godot. Zero excuses for the bimbo line. For any of it, really. As for the rest of the games...I admit I missed any sexism, but I will be looking it up now out of curiosity.

most of my media literacy red flags have to do with how fandom treats women but i am at the point where i will block on site if anyone is even slightly critical of diego armando. i don't trust you