#there are so many shows I will never be able to see

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your future darling | 🩷o .｡.:*☆

some information about your future spouse!! gender-neutral although i may mention masculine/feminine energies. my first future spouse reading guyss i'm excited. i usually never did these but here we are!! i'll be as blunt and honest as possible because i can't guarantee all of us a fairy-tale ending, but i truly believe that all of us get what we deserve.

this may deal with some heavy topics, so as always, use your discernment. i may not be the tarot reader for you!!!

p1.

they really lovee thriving in environments where everything is changing. they like blending in and not being noticed but like, being the noticer. the observer. so when you first raise a brow and look at them it makes them feel a lot of things. they'll definitely be a bit scared, because there's this INTENSITY about you. this grace that you carry, this genuineness, and it'll be like a shock to their system because you're truly a very unique spirit, a very unique energy that they haven't encountered. to you, this person will literally mimic the same exact thing. meeting the person will be the start of truly living for a lot of you, and things will get so chaotic from their, but not in a bad way, y'know what i mean? they let you act like you truly are, without being guarded. many of you suffer with blocking your actual nature out from others because you don't want to break. you hate being out of control, and so you meticulously portray yourself as someone else, but when you have a moment of losing control? they're not going to judge you for laughing a certain way, or saying something. and you'll be like '...no way'. and slowly but surely, you'll start opening up, and they'll think you're the most beautiful thing they've ever seen.

for a lot of you they'll have hair darker than their skin color to a noticeable degree (ex. light skin and dark hair) or hair much brighter than their skin color (ex. dark skin and light hair). they're definitely more guarded as well, as a result of suffering heavy losses in the past due to similar things that you have experienced. this'll be a bonding moment for you, but this conversation/realization will take place months after you know each other. a slipup, because deep down, both of you don't want the image you've been showing to each other to break and show that broken inner child you both nurse, only in the darkness. but once you doooo? goddamnn you guys are gonna have a BOND. because you both know that you value each other as deeply as the other does, while your whole life, you had imbalanced energy with other people. always givers. never takers.

they are extremely talented. they know how to do things even when they're not given all of the supplies, all of the materials, and their determination is so high it can make them a bit manic at times. they do enjoy life, and they have a good sense of the material world; they may like fashion, art, anything to do with humanity and what it creates. food too! they know that life is a one-time thing, at least this specific one, and they don't shy away from experiencing all those things. neither do you, but you're still much more reserved about it, and may be more reasonable surrounding things like that. you'll love seeing them coo and fawn over a cute puppy or a cute piece of clothing, and they'll love looking at you and seeing that you're looking at them with such a soft, lovesick expression on your face. you'll have them stammering and stuttering when normally they're very sharp and put-together.

with them you'll truly be able to settle into your feminine energy. a lot of you struggle with letting loose and not always taking care of things and settling into masculine energy (which has been a safety net for you, a lot of the time) but with them life will get so much better and you're going to be able to relax, truly. after meeting this person, oddly enough, days actually do get better; not just because of THEM, perse, but it'll be because you entered a new phase of your life after learning a lesson. i think a lot of you have THREE chapters in your life, and you'll meet them very early on in the second one. they'll baby you and take such good care of you and really show you a side of people that you never knew existed. they'll hold you and they'll notice you're tense, and still massage you and kiss your temple and make sure that you're fine. a very gentle person, in general, but ESPECIALLY with you.

they're probably an extroverted introvert for most of you. they love their friends and are genuinely a kind person, but they're SOOOO sweet to their friends, so endearing. they're easily likeable so for you, to have YOU be their favorite person, will be an absolute honor. you know how to melt them. i think that something about them is in fact very attractive and a lot of people may have tiny crushes on them, but they're LOYAL to the one who bagged them (you). they'll make sure that you have a deep trust in them and they wouldn't ever break it. a lot of you will get this person because you're very grateful, and deeply glad that you have an opportunity to LIVE and grow. this is your harvest, the one that was watered with rain and trauma prior to it blossoming.

p2.

this person has a STRONGG energy. extroverted and bright. they come off as...a lot, and to some people, too much, but for you, you'll be like OMG someone who can handle me!! and what's funny is they'll see you and think the same exact thing. they're very sure of themselves and because they hate being perceived as soft and weak, they're definitely going to seem brash and insensitive at times. you, however, are very good at reading people, and you'll understand where they're coming from. they may try very fervently to push you away, but you'll be like 'i ain't leaving'. it's giving beast boy and raven omgggg. this person will try to change their physical looks to be 'accepted' more, and fit the standards that the world gave them. deep inside, they're very insecure, so whenever you give them a compliment? they might deflect it. but deep down, DEEP DOWN, they have a heart of gold. they care immensely about the fact that you looked so WITHIN them to notice things. you'll get their coffee just right, or something, and they're gonna be STARSTRUCK.

as for how they treat you, they will take great care to notice you just as much. they never allow themselves to be tender with people unless it's individual-to-individual because once again, they don't really like being perceived as someone who cares, but they'll definitely be veryyy affectionate when it's just you guys. this can throw you guys off a little bit because you'll think they don't really like you. THEY DO. they just show it in a very...odd manner. this of course doesn't mean that you deserve this, so you guys will have a LOTTT of things to talk about, but at the end of the day, i think you both will fight hard for this relationship to work. a simple argument won't scare you guys, and you both will do your best to make it not sound like a confrontation. be careful with their temper, though.

something else i'd note is that they probably know struggle. they've gone through SOMETHING, in their life; poverty, depression, prejudice, etc. they're not one to judge very easily, although, compared to the other piles, their sense of humor may be a bit more crude (this generation's men 🙄🙄) but not to an outlandish level. if it was, i know that most of you would leave them immediately, so don't really worry about it being too cruel. they're very good with kids, is what i'm hearing. very tender and that'll probably be one of the moments that makes you realize that they're not as tough as they like to say they are. i think that they'll be particularly attracted to you because you don't hold their moments of softness against them. you, in fact, love it, when they feel comfortable enough to portray a different side to you than you are used to.

night is definitely going to be significant for you guys. idk why but you two are definitely opposites; yin and yang, the sun and the moon, day and...night. many of the times you see each other, will be in dark spaces, at first. there may be separation at times, and you both will yearn for each other but both have atrociously stubborn senses of pride, but i think, once again, you guys are both deeeeeeeply in love with each other. but it'll take a while for you guys to settle down. it won't be something that happens quickly, but it will still be dense of moments and times that'll make you feel as if it's truly special. you have had your fair share of heartbreaks before, so at first, you'll look at this person and be like '...they're not different than the rest of them lmaoo but at least i can value them for less than what i did with the others' and then you truly do realize that damn, this person IS different.

they can mess it up at times by not being gentle with you, but they'll learn early on that you're a veryy prompt person and you value security instead of stupid little flicks of insecurity on their side. they'll quickly learn that with you, it's way easier to talk things out rather than act passive aggressive. they also know that you would never settle for someone less than what you deserve, so they're going to try their DAMNDEST to be it. half of you guys will end up giving 'rich auntie' vibes with this person which is so CUTEEE. dogs are important, small white ones is what i'm hearing? not sure if that can be significant for anyone. this whole fs will be a new phase, a new beginning, a 'new kind of love' (that song started to play!!)

p3.

they will definitely balance you out. i think that for a lot of you they may look tired physically, or worn out in one way or another. it is possible that they work night shifts or have a longer workday than others, or that they're busy; the gym, late at night, for example. they're good at what they do, deeply passionate. those who are in research fields pour themselves into everything they do until they have no identity outside of their passion. many are former gifted kids and oldest siblings that had to be more mature early on, which can be a double-edged sword; they have this safe warmth about them that initially attracts you to them, but when you find out why they're so empathetic, you wonder if it was really worth it. some of you will see a certain person in your future spouse; this can be good or bad, depending on who it is.

for a lot of you, at the first moment you see them, they'll be emotionally unavailable, but then, the second time you meet them, they'll be a completely different person than the first. warmer, kinder. they are most definitely seen as a hero/protector. there's something magical about them, the way they look; most will have a darker complexion/features, and will prefer to dress in monochromatic colors. everything about this person will be extremely neat, and they can be a perfectionist at times. despite this, when you truly get them to open up, they're the brightest person you know.

they don't like rough humor. this person also has a deep resentment of anyone who's mean, and they wield their heroicness as a weapon. they may be a bit odd around women specifically (if you're not one, this doesn't apply to you) due to a lack of feminine energy growing up. they have difficulties opening up, and when they see a figure that THEY can find safety in, they cling to them very tightly. they have attachment issues and hate any instability that can happen, so when plans change? expect that person to be a bit panicky, although they might try to hide this side due to understanding that it can be overwhelming for another person, as well as a defect in their usually shiny and perfect self.

they seem quiet at first, which is why a lot of you probably won't anticipate THEM being the one, out of all people. they're rather reserved, so i think that for a lot of you, there'll be a push by the universe for you to meet. a group project, an accidental conversation. you'll both be drawn to one another and feel a deep...weird connection of sorts, and ultimately, you'll have late night calls that turn into late night sleepovers that turn into living with each other. it probably won't go fast, and for a lot of you, this'll reset your nervous system as you're always rushing. it'll definitely test your patience, but in the long scheme of things, it'll ease your anxiety. this person will be your rock, your pillar.

they're going to be on the smarter side of people, so expect you becoming a listener, but this will feel deeply special, as they're the listener for most people and it'll mean the world to them, to have someone who cares about what they're rambling on and on about. you might recognize that you're something special to them because of the way they look at you; puppy-dog eyed, fidgeting with their hands, and body language nervous, but their eyes will always be on YOU.

[maccreadysmungo]

Batboys as husbands

Characters: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne (aged up, as always)

NSFW will be below a cut !!

None gender specific terms used (they, partner, beloved)

Dick Grayson

Dick Grayson, bachelor of Blüdhaven, had finally settled down, and to a civvie (civilian) no less. To say the family were shocked was an understatement.

Dick Grayson is an incredible cook, thanks to Alfred no doubt. When you met he was living off pot noodles and frozen pizzas, now he was in your kitchen, humming away to your favourite song as he cooked you a 3 course meal for date night.

Dick Grayson loves to see you in his clothing, especially outside of the home. He loves people knowing you’re his - ring or no.

Dick Grayson loves taking you to family events, Galas, dinners, etc. Any excuse to show off his girl to his family and friends, even better if its an event with paparazzi, the cameras loved you almost as much as he did - you couldn’t go anywhere together without hearing a shutter click - and he loved it. Loved seeing your faces posted everywhere the next day.

Dick Grayson loves going on holidays with you, he loves taking you to hot countries, seeing you in your warm clothes, and just having peaceful time with you, away from everyone.

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Dick is a huge fan of morning sex, when you’re all groggy after having just woke up, he loves to lazily make love to his partner all slow and sensually, really savouring the moment, bonus points if you’re on holiday.

Jason Todd

You doubt anybody expected Jason Todd to one day get married, but here you were, exchanging your vows tearfully - handwritten might I add. Jason definitely put a lot of effort into his, spending weeks agonising about what he should say - even enlisting the help of Tim because, and I quote, “I don’t know enough words in the entire universe to be able to explain how deeply in love with them I am.”

Jason Todd is a sap. He’s a romantic, thpugh he’d scowl and deny it if anyone ever asked. Everyone knew he was though of course, well, with you at least.

His romantic tendencies show in the little ways, the way he always has to be touching you somehow, be it handholding, an arm around your waist, or over your shoulder. If you’re shorter than him then Jason Todd definitely loves to stand behind you with his chin atop your head, and his arms wrapped around you protectively.

Another natural chef, though he was self taught unlike Dick. Like many things with Jason, the ability to cook was just another natural talent he harboured, a fact that you both love and hate, does he really have to be so perfect at everything?! It was frustrating, really.

He likes the obvious claims, having you wear his clothes, or wear his red, even the odd hickey that’s a little harder to contain if he had a particularly jealous moment, but his favourite way to claim you as his was a simple silver chain around your neck with a red ‘JT’ hanging from the end.

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As earlier stated, he’s extremely touchy, which of course extends to other aspects of your life. Any opportunity to get his hands on you and he took it - quickies in closets? Check. Oral in the bathroom at a fancy gala? Check check. He will never miss an opportunity for sexual activity with the love of his life.

Tim Drake

Shockingly to most, Tim Drake is more reserved with his pda. He isn’t as insecure as Jason, or as… extra, as Dick, instead enjoying the smaller displays of affection, a small ‘TD’ stitched into your sleeves and collars, your pictures as eachothers lockscreens, pictures on keychains. The more… touchy displays of affection are saved for the privacy of your bedroom.

He loves spoiling you. If you glance at something for too long whilst out he notices and will immediately buy it, leaving no room for argument as he does.

He has a locked notes app note in his phone with a list of all your hobbies and interests, all your favourite things - from food to clothing style.

Tim Drake brings you everywhere with him, even patrol where he can, because whilst he may not be overly PDA-centric, he loves to have you by his side in every aspect of his life, which means he is training you and designing a vigilante suit for you so that you can come everywhere with him, so everyone knows he is spoken for (as though the ring you stitching into his costume doesn’t relay that fact as is).

He loves showing you off at Galas most of all though, helping to pick out an outfit so you guys can colour coordinate, and being at your side the entire night - he is an excellently dancer.

Unfortunately, he may be an excellent dancer but Tim Drake is not an excellent cook. He once set fire to the microwave whilst making noodles (“I didn’t know you couldn’t make pot noodles in the microwave!”) so he prefers to pay for lavish meals instead at high end restaurants, though he’ll never complain when you cook for him.

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He’s definitely one for spoiling when it comes to the bedroom too, he loves to experiment so he can find out your favourite things in the bedroom too, and once he knows them he’s definitely a giver - preferring to give head rather than receive, definitely the sort of man to get off to you getting off, so to speak.

Damian Wayne (aged up)

Damian Wayne is possessive and jealous, the sort of man to have to suppress murderous tendencies when he sees someone being too touchy, or gazing at you too long.

His solution to this is simple, you are covered in reminders that you are his. A necklace with his initials on. A bracelet and ring to match, both with the same dark green, “DW” on it. His intials are engraved into every item of clothing you own, and he’s definitely the sort to get matching tattoos on your upper thigh with one another’s initials on.

Damian Wayne is just like his Father, whether he likes that or not, which means he loves to spoil you, you never have to pay for a thing when he’s around - and he took personal offense whenever you tried when he began courting you. He pays for every meal, all your clothes, and if you do go out without him and buy something new - he’s finding out the price so he can transfer you the money - all whilst grumbling because “why didn’t you just use my card?”

Definitely a man of pet names (especially in Arabic), ‘Beloved’, ‘Habibti’ (my love), ‘Hayati’ (my life), ‘Albi’ (my heart) and ‘Ya Rohi’ (my soul) are his most commonly used ones, both in public and in private.

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As stated earlier, Damian is a gentleman just like his father, which means that he waited until marriage to go any further than kissing you. It was difficult, for both of you, but when your wedding day came it was qorth the wait when he whisked you off on a luxurious holiday, and made love to you everyday. Like Tim, he is a giver and loves to experiment, but unlike his brother he is less open to being the submissive in the bedroom, only opting to do so after a particularly stressful day, because Damian needs control in every aspect of his life. He’s not averse to dolling out punishment if you push him to that - flirt with someone for too long, tease him too much, but he doesn’t enjoy quickies as much as- he prefers to take his time with you, spoil you in every sense of the words whilst whispering praises in both English and Arabic about how good you are, how much he loves you.

[verdancy-hime]

Yes.

But now I'm pretty sure when it was awesome this was mostly a trap.

I'm pretty sure most of my life was a trap.

That's okay.

I remember my grandfather taking me out to dinner once. Just him and me. We went to pizza hut. I blew bubbles in the lemonade.

I remember once buying a giant sheet cake with ghosts on it from work for $1 and eating little pieces of it every day after work. The frosting tasted better stale.

I remember falling asleep next to you on that fold out couch you used as a bed after writing poems on your back with my fingers.

I remember suddenly being able to read minds after staying awake all night pacing and then sitting in the cold at that concert. I remember seeing right into the head of the guy on stage while he thought about a woman i didn't know. I remember chewing the ponytail of the girl in front of me.

I remember getting drunk with my friends and my shoe breaking and walking around barefoot. I remember it happened so many times. Once I had blood stains on the back of my tights.

I remember missing a ride but then getting eaten out in a public park by the river behind the library and then briefly fucked and how the car lights turned on and pulled away when I was done. And how I laughed.

I remember the girl standing next to me showing me her phone and being annoyed and then realizing she was showing me the set list for the encore and they would be play infrared.

I remember when the singer yelled "you're at a streetlight manifesto show, if someone falls down you pick them back up!"

I remember shoplifting hundreds of dollars of books until they gave me a job at a book store.

I remember waking up next to my boyfriend at the time and the green glass lamp I had back then made the room look like it was underwater and peaceful easy feeling was playing and I was still on molly a little.

I remember sneaking paperbacks into the shallow end of the pool at deep eddy, and how the pages stuck together but I could turn them carefully.

I remember once at my aunt pat's when I was alone for there days and had nothing to do but read Calvin and Hobbes.

I remember my Nana cooking me eggs in the place she was caretaking and telling me stories about emus.

I remember 3 whole years where everything went exactly my way except I was in love with a boy and he wouldn't tell me he would never be with me even though I begged. And I tried everything to make myself stop being in love with him until I couldn't stand it anymore and I made myself scare him away.

I remember what his cock tasted like while he was driving and how afraid he was of cameras.

Once I got to raise two litters of kittens.

I remember

Do you guys remember when everything was awesome

[mlchaelwheeler]

Will's Powers in S5: A Deep Dive (lol)

After starting a rewatch of s1-4 since the s5 teaser drop, @frodohaven and I feel like we've cracked (a bit of) the code for Will and his powers in S5.

There's been much speculation that Will has fire powers due to the constant "fireballing" he does in the DnD campaigns and the fact that the upside down (UD)'s weakness is fire. While this is close, I'm like 99.9% sure Will actually has electricity powers, most likely acquired during his time in the UD. It's also possible he was born with them, but I'm not going to get into the origins of his powers here, that's for another time.

The Evidence:

All the way back in 1x01, Will manages to contact Joyce by phone from the UD. This is likely the first time he's using his powers, and he doesn't really know what he's doing. However, it's possible the UD is able to enhance his powers, allowing him to communicate with Joyce mere hours after being taken. The phone call ends with lightning coming out of the phone, zapping Joyce and burning the phone. Will most likely lost control of his powers when the demogorgon nearly caught him, as heard through the phone call. Throughout S1 we see Joyce damage a lot of phones due to the electricity.

Later in S1, Will is able to communicate with Joyce through a bundle of christmas lights. We know lights are inherently tied to the UD, as Joyce and Hopper make the christmas lights spark for Jonathan, Nancy, and Steve in 1x08 as they traverse through the UD. What's interesting about Will though is that he's directly able to control the lights. He causes them to blink "once for yes, twice for no." He makes all the lamps in his bedroom shine in sync when Joyce asks him to do it. He spells out "R U N" with the christmas lights when Joyce talks to him. These aren't random light occurrences that come from proximity like we saw from other characters. Will has a real control over electricity from the UD.

While most of the evidence is from S1, there's a reason for that. As Will isn't aware he has powers yet, being in the UD (for the entirety of S1) is likely how he's able to manifest his powers so easily. He's possessed in S2 and in the normal world in S3-4, so he doesn't have the UD acting as a conduit or enhancer anymore. He's still connected to the UD, hence his "spidey sense," but isn't able to tap into his powers just yet.

Will's Powers Vs. El's Powers

Something very interesting that's become a motif throughout the entire show is the dichotomy of El and Will. In S1, they are constantly mistaken for each other. They switch places almost exactly: Will disappears, El appears. El disappears and Will reappears. They become siblings and are most likely mistaken for twins at school in S4. They've always been 2 sides of the same coin. How does this fit in with their powers?

In 1x02, there is a flashback to Hawkin's Lab in which El, presumably after using her powers, is thrown in a closet and locked inside. Why can't she just escape? If we look closely at the closet, it's lined with metal walls and a metal floor. It seems to be copper, a conductor of electricity. So if copper acts as an inhibitor for El's powers (which was never brought up again in the show after S1, which is interesting...) what enhances them? Water.

We see many many instances of El relying on water to enhance her powers throughout the seasons. In S1, she is submerged in a water tank. She walks in water in The Void. She needs a pool in order to find Will in 1x07. She needs the running shower water to find Billy in 3x03. She needs a sensory deprivation tank (NINA) in 4x05 to regain her powers. She needs a makeshift pool from a freezer in 4x08 to save Max in the UD.

Why is this important? Let's look at this in regards to Will. If El and Will are 2 sides of the same coin, opposites, maybe their powers work the same way. The inhibitor of El's powers, copper, would be the enhancer of Will's powers. As a strong conductor of electricity, copper would perfect sense as something that would enhance Will's powers once he is able to use them in the normal world. Perhaps this is what will allow him to channel his powers and save the day. More on that below.

Let's focus now on water, the inhibitor of Will's powers if it enhances El's. One thing that's well known about the UD is that there is no water there. That's always been interesting and unexplained. If Will did in fact create the UD (or shape it into the UD the characters interact with in the show), he subconsciously made sure to exclude water, something that would dampen or inactivate his powers. It's been hinted at multiple times by the ST official twitter (especially around S4) that "water is dangerous" or there's "no water available" or there's a lack of water overall. Why specifically focus on this when it didn't impact S4 much?

How Will This Play Out in S5?

From the teaser that dropped last week, most of us have noticed that Mike and Will are both shown to be fully drenched while all the other characters are bone dry. While Will's isn't clearly visible in the screen cap from the teaser, there was a pic posted on the ST official account of Will soaking wet that has since been mysteriously deleted.

While we don't have a lot to go on for S5 yet, we do know that Vol 1 will include episodes 1-4, and Vol 2 will start with episode 5, meaning episode 4 is going to end of some kind of crazy cliffhanger. What better cliffhanger than Will realizing he has powers? 5x04 is titled "Sorcerer."

From the teaser, it's clear Mike and Will will be spending most of the season together. It's been theorized that they will go into the UD at some point on a solo mission. We know from S4 that there is a gate to the UD at the bottom of Lover's Lake, which the older teens use to travel to the UD by swimming down into the gate. It's possible that Mike and Will use this gate to enter the UD at some point in 5x04.

Once back in the UD for the first time since he escaped from there in S1, Will could experience a resurgence in his powers. Being back in the UD will likely also cause Vecna to realize Will is there, and he will be an easy target. Will and Mike make their exit back through the gate in Lover's Lake, but as water dampens Will's powers, it may be even more damaging to him now that he's just realized his powers. He may go unconscious underwater and Mike may have to drag him to shore and revive him. It may be the reason Will seems to be unconscious or "out of it" in the screen cap from the trailer (above).

It's likely some part of this "power's realization / unconscious Will / Lover's Lake gate" will be the cliffhanger between Vol 1 and Vol 2. When we pick back up with 5x05, Will, Mike, Joyce, and Holly's friends seem to be at some sort of military checkpoint or base. The teaser shows the military have tried to close up the rift (with metal) but something is breaking out of the UD, possibly following Will (and Mike) after they escaped from the gate in Lover's Lake.

It's also important to note 5x05 is titled "Shock Jock," possibly a reference to electricity and Will finally using his powers. After being weakened by the water in Lover's Lake, perhaps something (copper? metal?) is able to enhance Will's powers, allowing him to finally manifest his powers in the normal world against whatever monster is breaking out of the rift. It may even lead to the infamous shot of Will from the end of the teaser (below). If he's unable to fully control his powers, he would want Mike and Joyce far away from him if he's fighting the UD monster with electricity.

As a last note, it's also important to bring up the final showdown with Vecna. While this won't just involve Will (El will likely be there too), the show does start and end with Will. Vecna came for him first. He was specifically targeting Will in 1x01. Will is going to have to fight him. Back in S4, there was a flashback of Henry Creel becoming Vecna, in which he is absolutely fried by lightning. While this wasn't Will at the time, it's possible this was foreshadowing to what will defeat Vecna once and for all.

After all, lightning starts fires, and it's been shown time and time again that Vecna and the monsters of the UD can be stopped by fire. Will's speciality is casting fireballs, so it's likely his powers will be a major contribution to the end of the UD and Vecna.

While much of this is simply speculation, there is a good amount of strong evidence that suggests Will is going to have powers in S5, and electricity seems like a plausible choice. It's also worth mentioning that on Mike's official playlist, the song "Are Friends Electric" is listed, which could be a nod to Will's powers. It would also support Flickergate, for all my insane theorizers out there!

Edit: I realized @threemanoperation has also theorized something similar here. Please also go read this analysis!

[bililyy]

Best friend Billie!

Billie Eilish X Fem!Reader

I don't know where I got this from lol but I kind of like it a lot

I'm loving meeting so many Brazilians here lol my hotties

I don't think there was any warning, just a quick mention of family gatherings.

Masterlist pt2

Best friend Billie! Who's been in love with you since you started your friendship a few years ago

Best friend Billie! Who wants to take you everywhere with her.

"Oh wait, I need to see if my girl can go!"

Yep, "My girl."

You've gotten used to these nicknames, she practically never calls you by your name.

Girls' nights and skincare routines together.

Your social media is full of pictures of you two lying in bed wearing face masks.

Dyeing your hair the same color

She knows your whole family, and is always at birthdays, meetings and Sunday lunches, don't ask me how or why, but she is always there, sitting next to you.

Best friend Billie! Who sleeps more at your house than hers, not just at your house, but in your bed ON TOP OF YOU.

"Billie, there's room for you next to me, you could lay in it."

"I could, but why would I do that?"

At this point, she doesn't even hide the fact that she has a crush on you anymore.

She's always hugging you and kissing the corner of your mouth.

"When I get a boyfriend, you won't be able to do that anymore."

"Do what? That?" She grabs your face and gives you a slow kiss on the corner of your mouth.

"Or that?" She says more quietly, and finally gives you a quick peck on the lips, making your eyes widen.

"Billie!" Your says pulling away smiling.

"What?? That was an innocent kiss between best friends!"

That wasn't innocent, and it definitely wasn't unique, since now every time she sees you, she steals a little kiss from you.

She would stop if you asked her to, since she never EVER wants to make you uncomfortable, but your little smile shows her that you don't care.

Maybe you've never really thought about dating girls, but... Billie has changed that up a bit.

Anyway.

She loves seeing you wearing her clothes, especially if you're going on a date.

"Maybe he'll kiss you, but it'll be while you're wearing something of mine on your body."

Whether your date works out or not, you always end the night at her place, eating popcorn and talking the night away.

She's never tried anything more serious, but that's because she doesn't want to scare you off or push you away.

Best friend Billie! who starts to get clingier than usual when she sees that you're hanging out with the same guy a lot.

"Can I come with you?"

"What? No Billie, it's a date."

Best friend Billie! Who's clinging to your leg, yes, clinging to your leg, trying to stop you from walking out the door.

"Please don't go, cancel, tell him to fuck off and stay here with me."

"Billie please stop, I promise I'll come straight to your place as soon as the date is over."

"Promise you won't go to his place?"

"Yes, I promise."

She lets go of you, but spends the whole night sulking.

Clings like a koala as soon as you walk through the door at the end of the night.

"I thought I was going to die of longing."

She says hugging your back as you're washing your face.

"Billie... "

"Huh?"

"I think I'm dating."

" ...WHAT?!"

I'll probably do a second part where it shows how Billie is dealing with it, lol, but it won't be angsty, it'll be cute and a little bit hot.

Do you want?

[txniesha]

Complication Sylus x Non!MC reader pt.4

A/N: hey yall I’m back!!! It’s been a crazy month honestly. I’ve been working my ass off, I got a new dog and he’s bad asf, and moving in is just sooo stressful. Also this damn dog chewed up fuckibg MacBook charger so I don’t have a laptop until I get another one, i hate writing on my phone that’s why this chapter is so short. But here’s part 4 for yall!! Yk I think I spelt Kieran’s name wrong the entire time…

Synopsis: You thought you would be able to get away from him, but it’s never that easy.

Word count: 1420

CW: emotional manipulation, stalking, threats of violence

Zayne had left early that morning as he had to be at the hospital for surgery. He kissed you gently on the forehead and smiled “Text me if you need anything, I'll get back to you as soon as I can” he said before leaving. When he left all, you could think about was the phone call from Sylus that you got the night before. His words haunted you as you knew what he was capable of when he wanted something. What you didn't get is why he still thought he deserved you let alone was entitled to you when he clearly was infatuated with her.  You got up and started to pack your things realizing if you were going to stay in Linkon, you had to get somewhere where he didn't know where you were.  

That was easier said than done, considering the fact you knew no one in Linkon besides Zayne and....him. He was a regular at the lounge, usually coming in there alone looking for information. N109 was an information hub after all and there was no better place to get good reliable information than the lounge run by Onychinus themselves. You had a habit of getting close to regulars who were cute and seemed reliable. You went and picked your shattered phone up off the floor hoping and praying it would come on. It did turn on, so you dialed his number putting it on speaker, so you didn't hold the broken glass on your ear; it rang for a long time before a soft groggy voice answered with a hello. “Hey, Xavier! This is [name], I'm in Linkon and needed help with a thing or two” He lets out a soft sigh and you can hear him shift around in his bed. “Yea what is it” he says his voice calm and deep.  

You explained to him the situation, well not all of it, but enough for him to get the idea. He lets out a soft chuckle “sounds like quite the predicament, but yea you can stay for as long as you need” You thank him and hang up the phone, it dings a second later with the address. It didn't take you long to gather your things considering that most of it was already in a suitcase. You hurriedly checked out of the hotel, checking over your shoulder every second in fear of Sylus being right behind you. You felt like someone was watching you but every time you looked to see there was no one. You entered your taxi quickly, making sure that the number on the license plate matched the one you booked. You couldn't take any chances with a man like Sylus. He had so many people in his pocket that you felt as if you couldn't trust anyone.  

The ride to Xaviers place from the hotel was quicker than you expected. Linkon was a big city, so you didn't expect him to live close to where you were at all. You thanked the taxi driver, giving him a tip as he helped you get your bag and then made your way to his building, clicking the third floor in the elevator to his floor. You found the apartment ‘305’ and composed yourself before you knocked on the door. It opened after a moment showing a groggy and shirtless Xavier, lose sweatpants hanging off his hips and that ever so neutral look on his face. You smile at him, “sorry didn't mean to wake you” he shrugs moving to grab your suitcase lifting the heavy thing effortlessly. “Its fine, I just didn't expect you so soon” he says his voice calm and deeper then normal. You chalked it up to him just waking and followed him inside.  

His apartment was cozier than you expected. The neutral tones of tan and white offsite by the vast amount of lush green plants was surprising. The walls were lined with books, vinyl's, and more plotted plants. “You really have a green thumb don't you” you say with a smile “sorry to barge in like this” you say apologize again. He doesn't say anything but just walks over to you holding two cups of coffee and hands one to you. You thanked him, taking a sip, it was sweeter than you expected.  He just nods and sits next to you. He took a slow sip of his coffee, eyes dragging over you, not with hunger like you were used to, but curiosity. You’d always been a bit of a mystery to him in the lounge. Friendly, flirty, but distant. Now here you were, cracked and worn at the edges. “Are you okay” he says in his usual tone. You hesitate for a moment and then nod putting the cup on the coffee table. “Yea, I'm just a little tired, didn't get much sleep last night” he stares at you for a second before once again nodding. You forgot just how quiet he could be sometimes.  

You two sat in silence for a while, sipping on the hot drinks. He finally speaks up, “You’re running from him, right?” he asks looking at you. Your breath hitches and you look away suddenly feeling uncomfortable. How could he know that it was Sylus. “I don't know who you’re talking about” you say feigning ignorance. He lets out a small scoff “You work for Onychinus even if it is only at a bar; The only person that could have you this afraid is him” he says his voice now taking on a different tone “if you're in danger you need to let me know, I can make sure you're safe” his hand finds its way to your arm and gives it a soft reassuring squeeze. You still refused to look at him, afraid he would see right through you. You shrugged his hand off and pull your knees up to your chest trying to comfort yourself. “I really don’t want to talk about it honestly” you say looking away.

Xavier didn’t push. He just sat there beside you, the noises of the city filtering in through his slightly cracked windows making it not completely silent. The silence wasn’t awkward. It was heavy with everything you weren’t ready to say. Youb finally sighed, “is there somewhere i can smoke?” you ask him with a sigh after a while. He looks at you his eyebrow raised, “you smoke? I never seen you do that at the lounge.” you let out a laugh at this “it's because at the lounge I have to keep up appearances?” He lets out a small laugh, the sound soft and refreshing, “Sure just go out of that door out to the patio, try not to burn any of the plants” You rise from the couch and go out to the patio. The patio was beautiful, covered in big, beautiful plants of all colors. You leaned against the railing and lit up your cigarette, finally feeling a sense of relief as the nicotine stick filled your lungs.  

You were enjoying your cigarette when a giant crow landed right next to you where you were on the railing. It scares the shit out of you causing you to let out a scream. The bird didn't move, just stood staring at you as you screamed in fear at the giant thing. It didn't look natural, its eyes were red, and it had this almost metallic gleam to it as if all of it wasnt fully a bird. Xavier came running out of the apartment at lighting speed, looking around for the threat. He was a bit disappointed to see a giant bird sitting on the railing instead of an actual threat. The bird observed him for a moment before taking off into flight silently.

The cigarette fell out of your hands; they were shaking uncontrollably. Xavier stepped beside you, observing the space around you. “That wasnt just a bird” he says his tone taking a serious tone. You nod your head in agreement. It was clear that thing was sent here. That would mean that he found you faster than you expected. “Xavier, I have to go. Its not safe here anymore” you say panic rising in you. You turn quickly from him and start walking back into the apartment. He follows you, catching your arm once you were both fully inside. He turns you around to face him, the neutral look he always had now replaced with one of genuine concern. “You’re not going anywhere. Obviously, he's looking for you. I can protect you, I promise.”  

He convinced you to stay, the promise of his protection being enough to win you over, but nothing could ease the fear and anxiety you felt. You had never done anything like this before with Sylus, so the thought of what he would do terrified you. You knew he would never physically do anything to hurt you but you were still afraid. You sat on the couch, nervously picking at your nails. The nails that were once groomed to perfection yesterday were chipped, some even broken off, from all the anxiety induced biting you did to them over the past hours not even realizing. Your phone buzzed beside you; you almost didn't pick it up fearing it was Sylus but was confused to see an unknown number calling. You looked over to Xavier who had somehow fallen asleep next to you.  

You answer the phone a little confused, “hello?” you say cautiously. It was a moment of silence before the person spoke up. “So you are trying to hide from me” his deep voice says. There was a sense of playfulness imbued within the statement. You tense up not wanting to say anything. “This is unlike you, to be testing me in such a way. I would find it irritating if you weren't making this so fun” he says in his usual calm voice, you could almost hear the smile that was on his face. “I'm not hiding” you lie, the words sounding unbelievable even to yourself. He chuckles at the statement “You could at least sound like you've convinced yourself of that little lie.” You groan in frustration “why are you doing this Sylus! Everything you've done since you came back from your little disappearing act has been for her.” He lets out a tsk “Don't make this about her, she has nothing to do with your actions” he says the irritation starting to creep in trough every word. “If it wasnt for her we wouldn't even be where we are now” you snap.  

He sighs “I didn't call you to argue about petty things. You don't have a choice anymore. Comeback willingly or I'll just have to come and get you” Your breath hitches and look over to Xavier who was still sleeping peacefully. “And don't think he can save you” he says and then the line goes dead. Yiu sat there in silence for a moment and then moved to get up. You didn't want to put Xavier in harm's way so you thought it would be best to follow what Sylus says. As soon as you moved to get up from the couch Xavier grabs your arm. You look at him and he was wide awake now “Sit down, don't move.”  he says sternly. “Xavier, I have-” he silenced you with just one look that showed that he was being serious. You decided that you've had enough of testing these dangerous men and sat back down without arguing. He doesn't say anything else and jsut closes his eyes laying his head back against the head of the couch.  His hand was still wrapped around your arm, not tightly but just firm enough to let you know not to try anything else.

You look over at Xavier his eyes still shit, you knew he wasnt asleep. His hand traced soft circles on your wrist, it was almost as if he was trying to calm your nerves. “Xavier he's-” you start. “I know” he says his eyes still closed. You leave it there not wanting to discuss it any further. “hes not someone that scares me so you have nothing to worry about” he finally says. You just nod and close your eyes, not wanting to think about this any longer. Outside the apartment across the street, Mephisto sat still. He was watching ytou both closely, waiting on his masters next step.  

You didn't realize you fell asleep, until you woke up to what sounded like creaking in the apartment. You opened your eyes, the place was pitch black aside from the trails of moonlight streaming in from the peaks of the semi open curtains. You felt Xaviers hand on your wrist tighten and you could guess that it wasnt him that made the floorboards of the apartment creak. “Knock knock, anyone home” you hear a playful voice call out in the darkness “idiot you're supposed to actually knock first” you hear the same voice say. Your breathing quickens at the familiarity of the voices. Xaviers grip on your wrist was now lethal and you say a flash of light emitting from his side. The light now lit up the apartment and you saw the figure, well figures. There stood two familiar faces, well mask, of Luke and Keiran. You stood quickly bringing Xavier up with you. “Happy to see us boss lady” the playful voice of you recognized as Luke spoke up. Xavier steps Infront of you, his sword made of his evol positioned in front of him.  

“Ohhh scary” Keiran's voice says playfully “i bet it makes your bones vibrate when it slices through it” he adds. Xaviers grip tightens, and his voice was deathly serious now, a tone you had never heard before “Its only one way to find out” He swings the sword, but Keiran moves quicker, avoiding the swing of gracefully. “Woah man we’re here under strict orders from the boss man. He didn't say fight only to retrieve” You scoff “if he sent you two, he expected blood shed” you say. Luke gasps in mock offense “Rude! He sent us because we know how valuable you are to him” Keiran shakes his head in agreement “if you don't come back with us the boss man may just break down in tears, you wouldn't want our poor boss to be sad would he” Keiran say putting his hand over his heart.  

“Shes not going anywhere” Xavier says. Luke groans and throws his arms int he air “Who even are you! You're really starting to get on my nerves” Lukes's voice becomes serious when saying the last sentence. This was bad, really bad. If you didn't go with them who knew what they would do to Xavier. The twins were fun sure but were true sadist at heart. “The boss is getting impatient” Keiran says his voice no longer playful either, as Mephisto comes and lands on the window seal that was wide open. You sigh and make your decision. You manage to pull your hand out of Xaviers grip and the way he reached back out to catch it broke something in you. Luke got to you first though pulling you towards him. “Xavier, if I don't go with them now, next time he sends them they won't be in a playful mood” you say to him. Luke and Keiran both nod in unison. “He would chew us out so bad we would have no choice but to take it out on you” Keiran says shrugging his shoulders. Mephisto caws loudly and Luke and Keiran both look at each other “welp time to go, playtimes over.” Keiran says. They drag you to the door as you tried not to look back at Xavier “also don't try to follow us pretty boy, Boss won't be too nice next time” Luke says as they close the apartment door behind them.  

 

As they walk you out of the apartment you shrug their hands off “Where is he?” you say irritated. “Chilllll boss lady, you'll see him soon enough” Luke says. “You know you're his favorite; he's been going crazy these past few days” Keiran says as they lead you to a car. They opened the door to the back seat and there sat Sylus. “Look who willingly decided to come with us boss!!” Luke says cheerfully. Sylus just smirks and nods. “We’ll make sure the grey-haired freak upstairs doesn't try anything” Keiran says ushering you inside. Sylus doesn’t say anything he just watches you slide into the seat next to him. You flinch slightly as the door slams shut.  

His fingers trail the side of your arm, making you tense up in anticipation of his next actions. Hes quiet at first, as his gloved hand traced invisible lines on your arm. His touch was soft and deliberate and made you feel as if he was leaving a trail of fire from how hot it was. “You could have at least called and told me you were leaving” he says his voice terrifyingly calm. “Don't you think I out of anyone deserves a goodbye” You don't respond, you didn't even want to look at him. The space in the car felt a lot smaller under his intense gaze. His fingers trail back up your arm, the gloved hand lightly wrapping around your throat lightly. His fingers press into your jaw tightly and he forces you to look at him. “I should be angry, hell I should be livid honestly” he says quietly his face getting closer to yours “But the way you looked under him last night tells me i need to try harder with you” You could feel the color drain out of your face at the realization of him knowing. You shouldn't care about what he knows and how he feels about it but you are all too aware of the consequences of his feelings.  

“What do you want me to say to that” you shoot at him and he tsk at your attitude. “You dont have to say anything” he says his grip tightening slightly and his thumb caress to and you could sense his irritation. “But….you are going to feel the consequences of trying to leave”

He lets go of your face and taps the privacy window between the two of you and the driver. The car starts up and starts to move at a steady speed. He reaches over buckling you into your seatbelt. He grabs your face and makes you face him again as he speaks “But for now, just enjoy the drive” he says softly and presses a soft kiss to your forehead.

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• That L-O-V-E - 심재윤 ↳ ┊: so cynical (badum) - le sserafim

꒰ 𝔖𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴 ꒱┆a date with your hot, nerdy boyfriend who’s just so down bad for you ⨾

۶ৎ nerd!jake x fem!reader┆fluff, slight smau? (insta stories at the end)┆petnames, kissing┆wc 694

⤷ 𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: part three!!! sorry for taking forever TT but i’m back now!! thank you to 🍰 nonnie who has requested all three parts to this !

꒰ঌ ℬℴℴ𝓀𝓈𝒽ℯ𝓁𝒻 ໒꒱

part 1 part 2

it was finally your summer break right after all your exams and hard work. jake had said he would take you out to the amusement park once you were both free from school, so here you are, standing in a short dress while jake can't help but rake his eyes up and down your gorgeous figure.

the two of you were sitting down for a calm little ride before all the extreme ones. your thighs were being way too exposed for jake's liking (because he should be the only one to be able to see that). so to fix that, he quickly took off his jacket, placing it onto your thighs to cover the exposed parts.

"what a gentleman," you giggle, before quickly choking at the sight of him now in his white tank top that showed so much muscle you wondered how you were still breathing.

"jakey~ you look so good in tank tops! how come you don't where them more often?" you tease, kissing right under his jaw. jake—feeling flustered, couldn't form a proper word as he was too shy and embarrassed to be able to function.

“well- i just thought it might get hot…and i…” jake nervously rambled, his ears burning and he suddenly felt hot under all the attention. you just laughed at how cute he was before pressing a chaste kiss to his lips, telling him to just enjoy the view and that you were only teasing.

the next stop for you both was the haunted house. you were not at all a fan of scary things but you felt much safer having your boyfriend right by your side. however, once you were inside, you regretted ever walking in.

the scares were insane and instinctively, you threw your arms around jake’s waist, shoving your face into the crook of his neck to shield you from the jump scares. jake felt the blush rise up his neck but he ignored it to make sure he protected his girl and led you safely out.

after a few more intense rides, you both agreed to go on the ferris wheel to watch the sunset. yes, it was a bit cheesy, but it was still special because of your wonderful boyfriend. following tradition, you both kissed at the top, the kiss sweet yet gentle. it was perfect. the sunset illuminated your features, making you both radiate golden light.

“i love you princess,” jake whispered, leaning his forehead against yours and closing his eyes.

“i love you too jakey.”

he softly pulled you onto his lap, kissing you on your lips, forehead, temple, and nose. moments like these always made him so grateful that he was able to be yours. to be the one loving you—cherishing you.

he loved the way you let him yap about random things, the way you always listened and never told him to shut up. he always got carried away talking about things he liked, yet you always let him. you found him adorable the way his eyes would light up and sparkle, and how his hands were just as expressive as his eyes. you had no idea what he was talking about, but his voice was so soothing to hear. his prominent aussie accent, the way his korean is a but slurred, and his passion in his tone, he was perfect.

at the end of the day, you both decided to take some photos to commemorate this day. there were photos of just jake looking handsome as always, or just you looking breathtaking, and there were some with the both of you, taking couple pictures that made everyone who would see it feel single.

you had brought your polaroid camera as well, so you were able to get many cute polaroids together. there were countless polaroids that scattered your bag, but a few were more special.

you had kissed jake’s cheeks, collarbones, and his jaw in some of the photos, leaving his skin stained with your gloss. it was very faint, but it was still there if you looked hard enough.

you ended the perfect date with so many memories, and the cutest polaroids in your phone cases.

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Imagine Marco sending you his first dick pic (NSFW, fluffy, Marco x reader)

18+ MDNI | on Ao3

@quinloki was in a meeting and I wanted to distract bother help them get through their work day :) :) :) NSFW, fluffy, established relationship, modern AU WC: ~2k

Your phone buzzed in the middle of an interminably long meeting. Looking down, you expected to see a text from a girlfriend or maybe a spam email - anything would be good to distract you from boredom as your boss droned on and on. This meeting didn’t even have to be an email - it could have been a thought he kept to himself. 

Working from home had a lot of benefits but unfortunately your boss made you keep your camera on for every single goddamn meeting. You thought he just liked watching his own face while he listened to himself talk, but those were the rules. He was a stickler about it too and seemed to need an audience watching him, so you had to be discreet when checking your phone. 

You tried to keep the surprise from your face as you saw it was a text from your boyfriend Marco. As an ER doctor he seldomly had time to text you when he was on a shift, and even rarer to receive a text longer than 3 words strung together. Occasionally you’d be able to have a text conversation when things were dead in the ER, but that happened only once in a blue moon. It wasn’t ideal, but you’d gotten used to it. Marco was dedicated and hardworking and you really couldn’t put your desire to chat with him over the lives of his needy patients.

You clicked on the message icon and your face immediately heated. Your level headed, intelligent, kind boyfriend sent you something you hadn’t gotten before. 

Marco sent you a dick pic. 

Never, not once in the years you’d been together had he ever done anything like this. You would ask if he’d been hacked but to your knowledge he’d never even taken a nude before. You’d begged him so many times for one, for something to remember him by when he worked overnight shifts but he’d always been too bashful, saying you could use your imagination.

You kept your face neutral as you stared at the picture. Marco had been working several days in a row while some of the other ER doctors were away at conferences so you hadn’t seen much of him in the past week. When he finally dragged himself home after 12 hours at the hospital, he was dead on his feet. You’d feed him dinner, watch a show together and by the end of the episode Marco would be asleep on the couch, only to do it all again the next day. It was part of dating a doctor, you supposed.

Another message popped up and you quickly opened it to see what he had to say. You’d always teased Marco for double and triple texting like an old man, but now you were eager to see anything he had to say. Marco was usually a brusque texter, not one for dirty talk over the phone or text.

“Missing you ♥️”

Missing you? Missing you? That’s what you captioned pictures of the sunset or when you saw they restocked his favorite pineapple ice cream at the store. Not a picture of his delicious, veiny, throbbing cock being fisted in his firm grasp. You stared at the little screen - his hand was looking particularly vascular and you zoomed in to see a dribble of pre-come starting to drip…your view was disrupted by another message coming through.

“Do you like it?” You covered your mouth to hide your smile and look somewhat professionally composed - Marco was probably blushing on the other end.  He was experienced, but even he had his moments of insecurity. Marco was a private person by nature and this had probably been nerve wracking for him.

“OMG 😳🫣 I love it, absolutely gorgeous 🫦 I can’t believe my luck today! To what do I owe the pleasure?” you texted back. You eagerly anticipated the three little dots blinking on your screen.

“Law suggested the idea. Said it helps when he comes home too tired to be with Luffy,” Marco explained. If Law was the one responsible for the blessing on your phone, you’d send Luffy home dressed up in a Sora costume as thanks. 

“I’m imagining your tongue sliding up and down my cock,” Marco continued in a double text. Your eyes flicked to your computer screen in a show of paying attention before you began teasing your boyfriend.

“Oh? What else are you imagining? Are you thinking of me, on my knees in front of you, begging for your cock in my mouth? How you’d gently slap it across my face as I tried to lick it, desperate for your taste?” you typed out quickly. You had to consciously furrow your brow even though you felt like giggling and kicking your feet  to make it look like it was a serious conversation and not sexting your horny boyfriend.

“You’re teasing me too much when I’m unable to take care of the situation. Are you trying to get in trouble?”

“That’s too much? We haven’t even gotten to the good stuff yet -how I’d whine as I licked up and down your shaft, trying to get as close to you as possible, my juices dripping down my thighs? How you’d wind a hand into my hair and pull it harshly, my moan telling you that I only want it rougher, want more of you?” you but your lip as you texted back. In truth you were feeling a little hot now yourself, but being on video call limited your options.

You didn’t get a text back from Marco or see the three little dots. You flipped over your phone, sad that you couldn’t look at the prize picture of Marco’s cock any longer. You assumed he’d been pulled away from the conversation by an emergency - ah, well, it was good while it lasted. Maybe he’d be riled up enough later to-

Buzz buzz buzz   buzz buzz buzz 

Now your brow furrowed in earnest as you flipped your phone back over. Your line was muted but you held up one finger to the screen before taking the call to show that it was important. Marco never called from work, not unless it was a dire need. Now your heart was racing for a different reason as you answered the call and turned your back to your computer screen.

“Marco? Is everything OK?” you asked in a quiet voice. 

“I’m sorry for scaring you, Love. Nothing to worry about, there’s no emergency,” his deep voice stated plainly on the other end of the line. 

“Then why-”

“Because you got me too worked up and I need to hear the sound of your pretty little voice yoi.”

Oh. Oh. Oh. 

“Is that so? Where are you right now?” you purred into the phone.

“Medical supply closet in radiology.”

“Why would radiology need medical supplies - ooooh.” Marco was alone in a seldom used closet, hopefully with the door locked. You licked your lips, both of you were on the clock. You’d have to turn back to face the camera soon and neither of you knew when Marco would be paged next.

“So what are you going to do about your situation, Dr. Newgate?” you teased, twirling your hair.

“You’re going to talk me through it,” he grunted, the sound of fabric shifting like music to your ears. 

“And why would I do that?” you said with a wicked smile. You wished he could see you now but Marco didn’t like FaceTime and the reception at the hospital was too poor to host a video call anyway. 

“Because it’s going to be a warm up for what you and I are going to do tonight,” he said. You imagined him with his heavy cock already in his hand, stroking himself slowly up and down his thick shaft. He’d be spreading the pre-come you saw earlier, keyed up from just the sound of your voice.

“Are you touching yourself to thoughts of me right now?” you asked.

"I can't think of anything else," Marco grunted softly.

“Are you thinking about how you’d push your cock deep down my throat? How I’d gag against you but push myself further, trying to take all of you in? My drool dripping down my throat while I looked up at you, wanting, no needing more?” You heard a tell tale soft plap plap plap on the other end of the phone.

“K-keep going,” Marco ordered. You gave a quick glance back at the meeting and gave a prayer hands gesture to keep pretending like you were on an important call. You were but not the kind your boss thought.

“Are you thinking about how I’d want every inch of you, my throat closing around you and you began thrusting? How you’d hold me in place by my hair, my hands gripping your thighs as you fucked my throat? How I’d use one hand to reach down and pleasure myself, unable to stop even though I know I’d be punished after? How being on my knees and worshiping your cock was enough to get me soaking wet? Is that what you’re imagining?”

“Nnh~ almost there…”

“Are you thinking about how I’d moan and whine as you thrust faster and faster, your cock the only thought in my mind? How I’d cup your sack in my hand, gently massaging your sensitive balls? How you’d thrust harder and faster, tears now running down my face as you facefucked me how you like? How you’d be able to see your cock in my throat, one hand coming up to rub where it was deep within me? Both of us moaning while we came together, you down my throat and me on my fingers, getting off to just the taste of you?”

“Sh-shit,” Marco hissed softly, his breathing irregular as he came on the other end of the phone. You didn’t say anything as you listened to Marco’s breathing even out.

“You want to be punished? Feeling bratty?” he asked silkily, his voice now even like nothing had happened.

“Maybe…but really only if you’re feeling up to it," you said, completely sincere. You didn't want to make Marco's shifts harder by keeping him up even later at night.

“I got tomorrow off yoi. Traded with Chopper. I’ll have plenty of energy to punish you for that orgasm you stole.”

“That’s great news! B-but wait, I didn’t steal- it wasn’t real, I was just talking!” you sputtered, even though part of you was secretly delighted.

“Rules are rules,” Marco hummed before letting out a relaxed sounding sigh.

“Come by, I’m surprisingly free right now yoi. We should get lunch,” Marco suggested. You sighed - oh how you wished you could go. Normally your schedule was flexible but this was the one fucking time you were in back to back meetings all afternoon.

“I can’t, I’m stuck in a meeting,” you said, looking back at the screen. Yep, the boss was still rambling. 

“Send me something naughty back,” Marco demanded. You bit your lower lip - this was going to be fun. You’d change into something sexy after the meeting was over, maybe the new blue set Marco hadn’t seen. You could touch yourself to the photo of his cock and record it, send him a video- you’d get in way more trouble but it would be worth it. And Marco was right, your panties were already damp. You turned back around to the sound of your boss yelling through the screen.

“- need you to pay attention!” Your boss reprimanded you through your screen. 

“Sorry, Marco, gotta go,” you said, quickly ending the call and resisting the urge to roll your eyes. Not only would everything be emailed, you’d never missed a single task that you were assigned. You were the best goddamn employee working for Buggy. Fuck this.

“I’m sorry, Sir. There’s a situation at the hospital with my boyfriend. I apologize but I need to log off and go there now,” you lied. You’d get flack for it later but you didn’t care - your boyfriend was free and you wanted to see him.

“Oh, well, sorry to hear that. Bentham will send the information in a follow up email,” Buggy said, not putting up an argument. For as much of a blowhard as Buggy was, he could also be tolerable sometimes.

“Thank you, sir. I think things will be alright after I follow Doctor’s orders.”

[everythingisamazing]

The hexcore being sentient is among my favorite interpretations of canon. I also heavily fw the idea of it instinctively not liking Jayce.

From what the show suggest with it being triggered into action by absorbing Viktors blood, it could be interpreted as a somewhat Nosferartu-esque creature. And Viktor, with his brilliant mind, affinity for taking risks and failing body is kind of the perfect victim.

The fact Viktor starts to have visions because of it, also aligns with the Nosferatu allegory - it's basically a horror trope and I think Viktors story equally feels like gothic and cosmic horror.

But here’s the thing: the show never tells us explicitly how to interpret Viktor’s fusion with the Hexcore. Is it a seamless blend of his consciousness and the core’s will? Is it still entirely Viktor, with the Hexcore subtly influencing him at critical moments? Or is it something more metaphysical — two distinct entities now sharing a single body? There is one scene of dialogue that explores this - right after Viktor emerges from the hex-goo. It's also what sparked the idea of writing this post, because it exemplifies the concept of the hexcore being sentient and it's feeling towards Jayce so well. Here is what I mean: Jace: "You must be cold" Viktor: "Cold? No I don't think so. I feel a...charge. A potential. A recursive impulse. Unpleasant but 'cold' isn't its name" 

Viktor is basically telling Jayce how he feels. But the way it is worded is so distinct and unusual that I am certain it is no longer just his own feelings, but also the "feelings" of the hexcore that he is trying to navigate. And it makes me land on the interpretation, that at least at this point in time, Viktors feelings exist simultaneously to the "feelings" of the hexcore. The brilliance of this piece of dialogue lies in how each word can be interpreted as meaning something slightly different, depending on if you think it is coming from the hexcore or from Viktor.

I'll go through each section of Viktors line and my understanding of it. "Cold? No I don't think so." This part basically tells us that Viktors body no longer translates sensation in the way a human body would. The hexcore and Viktor are in alignment on this

"I feel a...charge." Here is where things get interesting. Imo charge could refer to both the energy of the hexcore now lacing through Viktor, but also how the situation he is in with Jayce feels charged. It's like he is saying the quiet part out loud, because while Viktor can feel it, he is currently not able to integrate the emotion because of the hexcores presence.

“A potential.” This could allude both to the general potential of Viktor’s new power and to the potential he sees in his connection with Jayce. For Viktor, this potential may lie in the way Jayce has changed — in his willingness to leave everything else behind and stay with him. (There’s a great post explaining how, in other timelines, Jayce likely does join Viktor in the commune.) I think that’s what has become possible in this moment.

From the hexcore’s perspective, however, the potential in Jayce might refer to the same potential it perceives in all humans — the ability to absorb it and bring it closer to perfection.

“A recursive impulse. Unpleasant, but ‘cold’ isn’t its name.” Oof. This part kills me — because there are so many ways to interpret it, and they all carry weight.

To me, the recursive impulse is definitely related to Jayce — but what exactly the impulse is, remains ambiguous. It could refer to the urge to absorb him into the hivemind and reshape him, something Viktor is actively resisting. But it could also be something more abstract: a depersonalized, almost alien way of describing how Viktor feels in Jayce’s presence — caught in a loop of unresolved emotion, unable to move forward.

My favorite interpretation is that this line reflects a conflict between Viktor’s emotions and the hexcore’s urges — a feedback loop, recursive because there’s no resolution. They keep pulling in different directions.

Notably, Viktor says this right after Jayce embraces him. You can actually see the surprise on his face shift into something closer to sadness. I’ve always read that as the moment he realizes: the thing he’s always longed for is suddenly within reach — but it doesn’t feel the same anymore. Because Jayce has broken his trust. And also, quite literally, Viktor’s sensory experience is no longer what it used to be.

Later, when he says “In my confusion, I was unable to reconcile this,” I believe he’s referring back to that exact moment — the emotional and cognitive dissonance he couldn’t resolve at the time.

I also need to mention, how the hexcore alters Viktors voice when he speaks - completely taking over in certain moments. Him saying the word "affection" is one of those. It puts so much emphasis on that one word - and the choice of using that term in particular. Because affection has a double meaning, referring either to emotional warmth, like love in everyday language or to illness or pathological conditions in medical terminology. The latter being how the hexcore views Vikors feelings towards Jayce. There is more to be said about the interplay of Viktors mind and the hexcore, when it comes to the realization of Jayces true motivations for keeping him alive after talking to Singed in the commune. But this post is already long so I will move on to the final scene in the astral plane, and my headcanon for Jayvik postcanon in relation to the hexcore:

I like to think that, at the very end — on the astral plane — the arcane is actively trying to keep Jayce away from Viktor. But then it realizes that it’s futile, because Jayce will never let go of him again. So it shifts its approach and, instead, fuses the two of them together in some way.

I think that would perfectly align with the idea of the arcane being capable of learning, as Jayce once described it. It’s not something that can ever truly be defeated — but it can adapt. And now, it adapts to having two hosts instead of one.

The narrative potential of what that could mean for both Jayce and Viktor is huge. (And on a lighter note: this would technically give us a canon throuple in Arcane — Jayce, Viktor, and the Hexcore.)

[slaaverin]

I just wanted to take a little bit of time to reflect on the last few years.

We've been through it all - the fear of thinking jikook would get separated, the disbelief to see them go on trips for unknown purpose, the celebration of their solo works, and then the relief of finding out they would enlist together.

Then once they were gone, we knew it would be tough but we were still reassured by the fact that despite the challenges they would face, they were together, like an unshakable anchor that would keep them from sinking too low.

We went through every emotions, a true rollercoaster.

Unfortunately, while they were absent, we saw the fandom drop in such bad vibes, such hate, lies, narratives, schemes to attack jikook and their bond, finding always new ways to belittle them as artists and persons and their relationship, that many of us didn't even want to call ourselves ARMYs anymore. Being an ARMY lost its meaning since the behaviour we witnessed went against everything BTS stands for.

Yet.

Despite the chaos, and how hard it was to be online sometimes, many of you stayed, defended jikook, supported them, sent encouragements to them. We were patient and unwavering in our love. We were still united in many ways and that was beautiful.

After a while we got AYS, a magnificent gift from jikook that filled our hearts with joy. Unfortunately people still found ways to belittle jikook however they could. But it did not matter so much because all of us knew what it truly meant, how precious those moments were for jikook and their bond. It never stopped us from showing our devotion to these two amazing people.

The last months have been rough, with the whole fandom ganging up to prevent them to win the iheart award, and then the whole mess of the AMA awards.

It's clear now that jikook are the black sheep of the fandom. And having to support them despite the hate can take a toll on mental health, but I'm sure many of you would agree, it's all worth it.

We all share a special bond with Jimin & Jungkook, a bond not many fans have with their idols. We are linked to them as well as each other by our hearts. It's not something hate can break or belittle. This love jikook share and we share all together is a light brighest than the darkest of shadows.

Thank you all for your resilience, your discernement, and for doing what feels right in your soul.

We've come a long way and now that we're there, the moment when we'll see them again it all feels surreal. All the pent up emotions we've been feeling, we'll able to let them all out, and cry and scream and celebrate in unison once again 💜🥹 I'm really grateful to be part of a community of such incredible people that have the same values as I do.

This has been tough - but we made it. All together. Cheers!

On a more personal note, I've been in and out of here for almost all chapter 2, yet I'm very grateful I got to make all the AYS edits, then start writing on this blog, and then make the 10 years of jikook edit. Deciding also to open a patreon was a huge step for me and my creativity.

Overall, good stuff!

I'm happy we got to the other side, still here to support, still relieved jikook were together in there, and ready for the next adventure 🎉

The future is going to be bright, and I can't wait to celebrate with each of you 💜

Starting with the next few days

If I'm incoherent and screaming everywhere don't mind me, I'll truly not hold back even if I make a fool of myself 😂

Thank you for everything and bless you my favorite jikooker family 🥹💜

To a brilliant next chapter 🥂 full of surprises, love, screams, and mutual support 🫂

[midnight-mourning]

Siren's Curse (Of Bad Luck)

🐟🐟Midnight's DCA MerMay Day 13🐟🐟

this one was a treat bc i got to include pirates and i think you all know how much i enjoy pirates, also just a silly treat overall, enjoy!

Prompt: Hiiii Midnight!! :) For my request, Siren Reader trying to lure the boys to their death, but reader is really really bad at it. In their failure the three become really close. I want reader to be mad about it for a while too that they don't find them 'scary' after a while. The boys can be mers or human, does not matter.

DCFPU prompt used: Pirates

Word Count: 2214

will be posted to ao3 later this evening

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The waves around you lap lightly across your tail and against the rock upon which you sit. The moonlight above peeks through the clouds in streaks. It's serene, soothing, would lull you to sleep if you didn't know better. Because moment's like these usually don't last. 

And much to your total surprise, it doesn't. 

Out in the distance, a ship slinks across the horizon towards you. Even from here you can make out the chatter of its crew, the creaks and groans of the ship as it rocks against the waves. You sense the nervous energy which winds around each person aboard like a vice. Feel the nervous beats of their tender little hearts. Almost taste their fear. Good. As they should be. It makes things that much easier for you. 

You've got a bit of an excited thrill in you yourself. This is what you were waiting on. The night would have—admittedly—been boring without someone showing up with the hopes of trying to pass you. And some of your most fun was being able to lull them into a false sense of security before ultimately—well, you're getting ahead of yourself. 

Unable to wait, you dive down into the water below practically without a sound. You swim with ease over to the ship, popping up next to the hull. Now much closer, you can make out the distinct mutterings and mumblings of the crew. All worried about sirens and curses and more. All of it relating back to you. 

You want to give them a little scare. Really rattle them before the main event. You open your palm then drag your claws against the wooden hull, the loud, abrupt scratching sound it makes all but halts the conversation above. You muffle your own snickering. You wait a minute or so, until they've started talking just a little more again, then start to hum. 

At this, they delve into harsh whispers, someone shouts 'Siren! It's a siren!' before they're hushed. Enough's enough, you've had your fun, so you shift from humming to singing. 

You've done this so many times now it's easy, though by nature your song comes to you without effort. It rolls off your tongue as smooth as the finest of silks, soft as the breeze and gentle as the sea on a calm day. You sing with passion, you sing of desire, and you sing for those who need it. 

As you sing you slowly work your way up the side of the ship, clinging to the wood and ropes as you go. You'll try to pluck off which ones you can that are within your reach, that should give the rest enough of a hint to leave and never come back. 

You've made it up the edge, spying an entranced sailor right within your reach. You shift your song to be more directed at him, hand outstretching lovingly. You're about to take hold of him, drag him down with you—only for cold iron to be pressed to the side of your temple, followed by a click. 

You waver, startled, but still keep your song up, perhaps it's someone who's got a bit of cotton in their ears, trying to resist. No matter, they'll succumb soon enough. 

But your voice practically dies in your throat upon seeing who—or what, rather—is pointing a weapon at you.

A person who wears the clothes of a man but looks nothing like it. With skin the color of the sun and shiny metal in his exposed joints. There's no hair on his head, which is instead surrounded by large orange triangles—which are pierced with small rings, again like the rays of the sun. A hat sits upon his head, and with the rest of his dress you surmise he's likely the captain. Nothing like any captain you've ever seen.

He's not human, that's for sure. 

Nor is the other man—other... captain...?—that appears from behind him. 

You can only stare in amazement, confusion, and slight irritation at the two of them. Suddenly unable to muster your song. The remaining crew is still very much dazed, and would remain so for at least a little while. 

The one with the gun clears his throat. "Not very polite to come aboard a sailor's ship without permission, Little Fish."

You swallow, still trying to keep your words honeyed beneath your reply. 

"Not polite to point a gun at someone for doing so."

You hear a few clicks, they're coming from his head, you realize. "Trespassing."

You glance up to the black flag waving from the mast. "You're pirates."

"Even worse, then." He tsks.

"If I'm trespassing on your ship, you're trespassing in my waters."

Head tilt. "You own the sea?"

"Something like that. This bit of it anyway." You press your temple more against the gun, annoyed. 

"Perhaps you'd be interested in sharing?"

"Not really—"

The other man—who had a blue and white face with inhuman red eyes—suddenly steps forward, trying to take the pistol. "This is a waste of time, I'll handle this if you won't."

You suddenly begin singing again then, and still to your dismay there's no effect on either of them, but the others on board are still pulled under your song, and using this to your advantage are able to create a distraction that allows you to dive back down into the water below. 

When you emerge again a bit further away—and hopefully out of range—you look back to the ship, where the two from before now stand clutching the railing. 

"I'll consider this a mishap and let you live for now, but next time, don't count on being so lucky." You grin, diving under the waves though in reality, you're both frustrated and baffled. 

It must have just been a fluke. An odd happenstance. Those occur sometimes, right?

Right?

As you would come to find out, apparently that odd happenstance was a common happenstance. But one that only occured with those two in particular. 

Captain Sun and Captain Moon—as you'd come to learn—were entirely unaffected by your singing. Worryingly so. No, confoundedly annoyingly so. 

They would appear every couple of weeks, always trying to get past you and always failing. But not because they were enthralled by you, no it was only their crew that was affected by you. Which made this whole ordeal that much worse for you. You couldn't scare them off for long no matter what you did! The pirate ship continuing to blemish your waters like an ugly thorn in your side. 

But while that was utterly annoying, the part that bothered you the most specifically was that no matter how much you sang, how well you sang, or what song you used, it did absolutely nothing to them. They always told you it was because of what they were—automatons and not human beings—but you refused to accept that.

They seemed to find it amusing even, your efforts that is. Which only fueled your frustration and almost led to them succeeding one day. Too baffled and embarrassed that you practically croaked out several times before you could reorganize yourself. 

Though you admit, you think part of it may just simply be... fluster on your part. In the months since your first encounter, they've made conversation with you, starting brief, but growing longer with each passing visit. You think to them it’s almost a bit of a game. To you it’s... something else. 

The feeling's quite unfamiliar to you and you certainly don't like it. The way your heart sometimes flutters when Sun banters with you, or when Moon threatens you, no longer with the animosity he once held. How you can't seem to take your eyes off them with every added visit. Coupled with your inability to get them under your spell it all makes you angry. 

Angry at yourself, and certainly angry at them. 

Such anger simmers under the surface with this latest visit of theirs. They skip the formalities, as they have the past few times. Instead anchoring their ship further away and using a long boat to meet you in your usual spot. Just the two of them, of course. Rub it in even more that you have no effect on them. 

"Afternoon, Little Fish," Sun calls out to you as they approach. 

You spare him a brief wave, busy sharpening your claws against the rock. "Captain Sun, Captain Moon."

"Formal today aren't you?" Moon chides. "Is something the matter, Star?"

"Perhaps they're upset it's been so long since our last visit. Got bored out of their mind without us to pester them," Sun snickers. 

"The gift we have might lighten their mood then. Maybe they'll even let us pass."

"Now that's wishful thinking." 

At that they both laugh. It only serves to make your anger flare further. 

Your claws scrape against the rock, agitated, but collected. "I have no need for gifts. Nor the desire for them." You go so far as to turn away from them once they reach you, feeling hurt at the confirmation that you're just an obstacle to them. 

There's quiet behind you, only the sound of shifting mechanisms that you once found intriguing, alluring even. Now they only serve to remind you that you're no equal to them. 

The hand on your shoulder instinctively makes you want to turn and fight. The closeness unfamiliar, frightening. You resist, however, out of something called 'common courtesy' as Sun once described it. 

"Have we upset you?" Moon asks, tone now concerned. 

Another hand, this one clasping yours in your lap. "We're terribly sorry if that's the case."

This closeness, the false worry in their words, it strikes deep in your heart. Deeper than even the wound of your inability to charm them. 

"Do you know the reason why I won't allow you safe passage through here?" you ask them, soft.

Sun's chin rests on your shoulder. "Because you find it amusing?"

"Because we're pirates and you find that morally abhorrent?"

"It's because it's my home." You sigh, eyes trained on the waters in front of you. "And it's my duty to protect it for those who can't. To keep them safe. I sing for me, and my own entertainment, yes, to a point. But I also do it for them."

"Why are you telling us this?"

You turn to Moon, bitterness written across your face. "Because I'm making it clear to you that no amount of anything will get me to change my mind about letting you through. So, toy with my feelings all you like, but it won't make a lick of difference."

"Toy with your—Little Fish, is that really what you think?" Sun raises his hand from your shoulder, reaching up to turn you to face him. 

You swallow. "Of course it is. You've made it abundantly clear all you see me as is someone in your way. Not to mention how you've wounded my pride with your inhuman ability to resist my song."

"Well to our credit we're not human—" You hear metal hit metal behind you, and Sun flinches. "But that's beside the point. I apologize on both our behalves that you feel that way, Love. Because it's far from the truth I assure you."

Moon moves closer, gentle, unlike him. "We initially intended to slip by you, yes. But that was before we met you, got to know you. Began to care for you."

"Do you think if we were just using you we'd keep coming back?" Sun raises your hand to his face, pressing a kiss to it. "Do you think we'd be this close with you, so open?"

"Isn't this what normal humans or automatons do between friends?" you ask bluntly. 

They both seem to freeze for a moment, sharing a glance. Then, they start to snicker, before bursting with laughter. 

You feel your face heat up, Sun speaking to you between fits of hysterics. 

"Not-not in the slightest, Little Fish. I would never hold, kiss, or cherish someone I didn't adamantly love. I doubt Moon would either."

"I have no frame of reference, how was I supposed to know!" you bluster.

Both captains continue to laugh at your expense, while you continue to process what they've said. 

Again, your face feels warm. "So, all this time you've been... courting me? And I didn't even know?" Your hands come up to your face, groaning.

Moon snickers, arms wrapping around you. "You were too busy trying to lure us to our deaths." 

"Which, perhaps you'd have better luck with if you didn't have to contend against these." Sun reaches into his shirt and pulls out a chain with a bright green gem on the end. It reflects the light of the day intensely, so sparkly it burns. 

It takes you a moment, but then it clicks. You gape, expression souring. 

"That's cheating!" Despite the confirmation of your shared feelings just seconds ago you now have the desire to throttle the both of them.

Still, in the laughter you now share with each other, you feel a sense of peace, of completeness, that you'd never experienced before. You relish in it. 

And in getting to snatch up those pretty amulets they're wearing just to prove a point. 

Though, you've suddenly lost the voice to sing. 

What a pity.

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Thank you for the request @fishm0ther!! as i said very much had fun with it and i'm content with how it turned out ^^ thanks for reading!!

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[elcrahdraws]

What I love about Smallville Lois, and Clark is that so many interpretations have Clark as this sparkly clean, open hearted, happy go lucky guy who bends backwards to win the heart of a very locked-up-tight, even jaded, Lois Lane. Smallville does it different because we have seen how complicated Clark’s love life will always be… And he is the one who is locked up so tight. He has a genuine fear of losing the person he loves and has avowed many times to embrace his destiny alone. He’s not chasing Lois, but he is just so drawn to her and genuinely wants the best for her because he sees her for who she is, even if she doesn’t. She’s absolutely a hero to him. I love that they inverse the chase and it becomes about Lois chasing him… But then it becomes a game of patience and waiting for him to mentally accept that he can’t handle this destiny alone. That he needs a loved one he can be himself with, and who accepts not just the polished hero with a hero’s calling… but with the vulnerable and flawed man. I love that she knows his secret before he thinks she knows and then waits for him to be comfortable enough to tell her. It’s so beautiful and I love that she is flawed as well and that she runs away not because she’s shutting down the possibility of them getting together, but because she needs to process; because he is THE ONE and she wants to proceed forward with the maturity that the relationship deserves… And her track record has been very self-motivated. The new take… I loved it.

Coming from the new adventures of Lois and Clark, where literally season after season it was Clark trying to win Lois, because she couldn’t see Clark for who he was or she had amnesia, this was definitely refreshing. Nothing against the older version… I love Teri and Dean.

I forever love the show Smallville and visit it frequently. He had a great chemistry with Lana… But he had her on such a high pedestal, We never knew what her real character was. And time and time again she failed the test of being able to handle his destiny; in coming out unscathed physically or emotionally. They were not meant to be. He didn’t need a pining kind of love… He needed a renewing love. And he found it, or was rather hit by it like a freight train, with Lois.

[localcuttlefish]

You know what. Fuck it. Classic horror AU Edward Little. Everyone sit down. Today you learn.

The scaffolding of Werewolf Edward Little:

Remember that dog that bit his hand as a boy? Not a dog. That was a whole ass werewolf mauling. He was lucky to have survived, and his father made a point of instilling the idea that he had to make something worthwhile out of his now cursed life, because who else gets a second chance like that.

(I bet the reason why he ALLEGEDLY threw hands and was involved in a court martial during his time on the HMS Dublin was because someone called him the Beast of Gévaudan or something on top of being called blackguard.)

Crozier, regardless of whether or not Ned is the only supernatural entity on the expedition (which he more than likely is not), would know Little is a lycanthrope. You can’t sneak that past Captain Francis Rawdon Moira “it’s not paranoia if I’m right” Crozier. The notion that the crew takes silverware aboard the expedition is also more notable— it’s insurance in the event of a werewolf attack.

Several scenes Edward can be interpreted as showing restraint or bottling up anger. Werewolves don’t only transform under the full moon in many modern iterations— they can transform under extreme stress, anger, fear, or even misery and sadness. He’s not just bottling up anger, he’s preventing himself from becoming a damn horse-sized wolf-monster on a ship barely big enough for most of the men to stand upright in its largest rooms.

(He’s not a violent dog, he doesn’t know why he bites.)

Fanbase characterizes Ned as a guardian dog a lot. It’s a really fun subversion of expectations for Edward’s “lunacy” as a wolf just being an overactive, twisted, violent, haunting need to protect, instead of a merciless bloodlust. He’s a resource guarder. It just so happens the resource is men aboard the expedition. It actually makes him quite a good Lieutenant when not in a massive tragedy, since he takes into consideration the importance of group survival, coordination, and safety.

The months where the moon is just spinning overhead in the Arctic are the worst of it. His skin itches from the inside out and he wants to peel himself to shreds to shed everything he recognizes as human about himself just for sake of his comfort. He can’t go outside. He can’t see the full moonlight.

Scientifically, it probably burns a TON of calories to transform from human to massive wolf thing. He’s spontaneously creating and reallocating muscle and bone. Realistically, he would need a lot of those lead-lined tins of meat to survive and not start looking to. Other meat sources. To stay alive. Which is why he’s so devastated and horrified to find out how all of the tins were poisoned. He needs to keep poisoning himself to keep everyone else safe.

The ending desperation and starvation hurts more if you consider the fact that most of the crew probably expect him of all people to snap and eat a sailor. But if we just change those watch chains from gold to silver… then he’s fighting to the end to remain human, remain calm, and not let the horror and hunger overtake him. And he succeeds in the end, actually.

I bet Le Vesconte told him frank that if the resource shortage continues, they won’t be able to trust Ned not to go feral. Ned takes initiative to PROVE the men can trust him and pierces his face with silver to poison himself and stay human.

Cainids can synthesize their own vitamin C. Scurvy was never going to be an issue for him (part of what made him good on the sea)— it was always going to be caloric deficit, starvation, thirst, and exhaustion. When Crozier finds him, Crozier can tell Ned is too weak to go feral with hunger if Ned transforms. Crozier can take the silver chains off Ned’s face. Ned can stop tearing at his skin and just be the monster everyone thinks he is, and he lies there, wolf head in his captain’s lap, whining with every weak exhale until he stops breathing.

[jesterofrot]

Talking about ricks fear for a second!! because I love fear no mort episode so much

wanna start with Rick being scared of showing love! with morty,,, [NOT A SHIP. I can’t believe I have to say this]

Rick DOES love morty, he does in so many ways that others don't really see it as "normal”

I was thinking of a theory, Rick being scared to outright say he loves ANYONE specifically morty, because last time he said he loved someone they were brown up into smithereens RIGHT INFRONT OF HIM.

In the fear no mort episode, when morty talks to the "hole guy" he talks about how Rick's real fear is being happy, maybe that is because last time he was happy he got fucked over (meaning the love of his life and his beloved daughter died right infront of him)

he is afraid of being happy with morty, scared that if he says "I love you, morty" morty might die and he will never be able to heal him, to fix him like he did the other times,

yeah he heals morty when morty “kills” himself but maybe in rick’s mind if he never never outright say i love you morty! morty wont die

he is scared of if he shows love or care, morty might die like diane, that is why he thinks “if I show care, he might die”

Maybe rick sees his care and love as a curse, that is why he doesn’t say it to people he genuinely likes

[dropthedemiurge]

Tag Game: Scenes I will never forget

Rules: Share 5-10 scenes you can't forget. Not your favourites, the ones that got stuck in your brain for any reason.

tagged by @delesaria-blog and ofc, I'm also going to stick to QL series. I'll also choose the ones I like, and not the ones that stuck in my brain cuz I got ick from them. Also I probably won't be able to find the perfect screenshots so I'll just go with gif vibes :D

Myungha and world glitching in Love for Love's Sake. Because it was so so so so brilliantly emotionally acted and edited and I love-hate the vulnerable feeling when you don't know what's going on with your reality. Even other actors kept talking about the preparation and execution for this scene, and the gradual emotion surge in such a short time is just chef's kiss.

2. Sky in the final episode of Love in the Air I'm going to try and pick one scene because this episode was full of delicious heavy stuff but what stuck with me was Sky's empty disassociating gaze as he softly asked why Pai was crying. He couldn't care for himself so Prapai had to be the one crying. And then Sky's broken 'Nothing gets better even if I cry' just tore my heart. Again as I rewatched it just this morning.

3. Alan x Wen scene in Moonlight Chicken We've had this pairing for 5 minutes and we always knew it didn't have happy ending so seeing the stark contrast in the beginning of episode 5 just. Idk. Hurts in perfect way. Moonlight Chicken has way too many good scenes (I should've put the entire Liming x Heart storyline here!)

4. Hotae x Donghee in Time of Fever I was fortunate (or more like very unfortunate) to watch Time of Fever in cinema before it was streamed online so imagine. I had to sit through THIS scene with all other people pushing all sounds and emotions down when suddenly the tension went off the roof (and then not be able to even yell about this scene with anyone for months?? so cruel). Friends to lovers always just hit extra hard. Bless the cinematography of this and team who put up this lighting.

5. Flag scene from Not Me Of course, this one is memorable for every BL fan out there. Still, after all these years. It's so influential that I don't need any words. I'd just like to imagine the rebellion and pride celebration that hopefully my own country will see one day again as well. (on the other hand, I also wanted to write about Max from Be My Favorite with his pride celebration scene as well but I have to admit his aphobic commentary scene is the one that's stuck in my brain the most and I still haven't forgiven the overall incredible BMF team for this so he sits in the corner for this)

6. Friendship turn around in Bad Buddy. This one isn't heavy or serious, I just loved how after PatPran were outed, P'Aof once again played with viewers and the gang of bad engineering guys turned out to be great and loyal friends to Pat, and the gang of do-good architecture kids held grudge for Pran. Turning the expectations and what we know of characters from Episode 1 was a fun experience that made me love all the characters more.

7. Grey Shelter's realistic melancholy I know this BL probably went over many people's heads because it was very short and 'not satisfying' in a true BL romance sense. But to me, it was fascinating. Two flawed human beings, stuck in the exhausting world, not being vulnerable enough to communicate - not wanting to take a risk for love. Another 'we're almost family and we have to fight romantic feelings', but unlike hopeful vibes under Time of Fever surface, the hope in this one feels very fragile. I was surprised to see such atmosphere in a BL. Also the animated intro perfectly delivers it.

8. Boston by the end of Only Friends Okay, I wasn't going to include scenes that disappointed me but! BUT! As I rewatch OF right now, there were great scenes (Episode 4 start with Ray crashing down or him making a brilliant scene in a bar, again, I should've put you) but I will never ever agree with how the show treated Boston. Even though I didn't have huge affection for the character throughout the entire series but HEY THE ENDING that's supposed to make us vengeful and joyful made me love him and care about him when no characters did. Haha, take that, Jojo.

I now have even more great scenes in my mind than I did in the start of this post, but I'm going to stop here. I tried to pick unusual ones. Anyway, that was a lot of fun and I'd love to see everyone else on my dash post about their scenes too*__*

[the-angry-acrobat]

kaz brekker & asexuality

ok so I’m an asexual person who hcs kaz brekker as asexual, and I’ve seen consistent, varyingly different takes on this in the fandom since day one. however a large amount of the reasoning behind kaz either being ace or not being ace is harmful and incorrect, whether or not people are aware of it of course. so some things that are very important for the fandom to take into account are:

the ace spectrum is very wide and very diverse. there is not one way to be aseuxal or to experience asexuality. demisexuality and other terms are encompassed by the term asexuality. 

asexuality because of trauma is completely valid. that being said, viewing kaz as ace because of his haphephobia and ptsd because you see it as protocol is uncool. a lot of ace people are routinely accused of being ace because of trauma they experienced and while yes, that can be the case, the assumption of it is what’s harmful. traumatised people can have fulfilling lives and fulfilling (and sexual) relationships while still having severe ptsd. you can also be traumatised and asexual, completely unrelated to each other. crazy, right? 

there is also reasoning for kaz being ace or inej being ace rooted in ableism. 1, abled people struggle with the concept of disabled people being able to have sexual relationships due to their disabledness *GaSp*, 2, abled people struggle with the fact that disability and disabled bodies can be desirable *gAsP*. 

it’s clear to me that kaz experiences desire and experiences attraction. what is not clear to me is that any of that attraction is ever sexual. i never interpreted it that way. the things he desires are not sexual and while they are commonly viewed in a strictly sexual sense, logically all of them are romantic and yet still don’t have to be sexual. he is 17 and he longs for physical and emotional intimacy which he cannot have, having been isolated in every possible way since he was 9 years old, and being completely unable to be close with people that he loves and cares for due to severe touch aversion. however, being asexual doesn’t mean that you can’t experience sexual attraction. tbh, I don’t think in the books kaz does at all, but that has no bearing on his specific ability to feel other kinds of attraction, he and inej are just teenagers. either way, it’s important not to fall into ace stereotyping ✌️

anyway. just a few reasons I hc kaz as asexual, specifically demisexual: 

the line “he knew what he was expected to say, the things he was supposed to want.” screams asexuality. like,, as a person who’s been affected by assumed and forced allosexuality I can understand that this is what this line completely encompasses. then; “he did want those things, in moments, in flashes.” in moments, in flashes. confliction. desire. this line means a lot of things but in the context of sexuality, this is literally peak demisexual. kaz is always in a battle between desire and disgust but this scene specifically is so so important. “a girl crossing the street in a cobalt dress that slid from her shoulder, a dancer moving like flames in a show on east stave, imogen laughing like he’d told the funniest joke in the world when he hadn’t said much at all.” this is so distinctly asexual attraction, and kaz experiencing attraction despite his outward rejection of it.

anyways there is not One True Interpretation TM. I hc kaz as asexual because of book context and because that’s how he feels to me. his asexuality has nothing to do with his trauma, reputation, personality, or haphephobia, though of course his sexuality/attraction is affected by those things in many ways. whether or not kaz is asexual is not a big deal, but there is so much complexity to his character and brushing important aspects of it aside for surface level allosexual assumptions (especially by allosexual people) is so disappointing. also pls try to steer yourself away from harmful ideology forced on us by our destructive and controlling societal infrastructures. happy pride!