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Scarlet Lady Top 10 Favorite Characters: Number 10

For @zoe-oneesama

Okay, I realized as I was writing these that there is way way WAY too much to each of these and why to be able to put them all into one post, so I'm breaking them down into individual essays focusing on each one to keep them palatable.

So without further ado....

Number 10: EVERYONE

Yeah, I know it may be cheating but at this point it was the only choice I could make.

I came to regret making this list, specifically because I couldn’t seem to make up my mind as far as who all would be on it. I reread the entire series. I kept switching people in and out as I was reminded of characters or scenes I loved. And I came to a realization that there is no character in the whole of this series I didn’t enjoy to some extent that they didn't deserve some love in this list and I kind of wish I could have added all of them just to give them all some spotlight.

Yes, it is partly because everyone is vastly improved compared to Canon. But as I reread the series, it came to mind that if Canon didn’t exist and I didn’t have the comparison between the characters, I still very much would have loved this series and everyone in it.

Cause and Effect Exist

It's important to have a setting in which the characters and their actions make sense for the world they live in. When the setting is supposed to be modern day earth, we need the people to be able to show that they are capable of surviving in it on a day to day basis without being so massively incompetent that they would do something like accidentally ingesting poison. Or forgetting how to breathe.

I would think it would be obvious, but sometimes Canon makes me wonder. Which is never a good look for a show that is supposed to have some level of seriousness and involve superheroes.

Here’s the thing Canon can’t seem to get: when a majority of the things that go wrong in a plot are because of everyone having to be stupid to make the plot work, you have a problem with the writing. Changing the material in a story so that younger people can enjoy it does NOT mean dumbing down the characters and throwing in arbitrary lessons with no real reason to them. Even if the show itself is geared towards kids, you can’t treat the audience like they’re stupid.

In Scarlet Lady, the people aren’t stupid.

Silly, yes. Wrong, often. Overdramatic, definitely. But while they may make stupid choices sometimes, they aren’t so dumb that anyone should have concerns about their ability to function at a higher level than an overcaffinated 2 year old.

They’re fooled initially the way many of us would be with a biased story that hits the news first. Oblivious to the problems in a situation that they logically wouldn’t have much direct insight into. Prone to making mistakes and incorrect judgement the way that anyone would. That's normal. That's expected.

But they’re not so incapable as to forget things that happen right in front of them between one day and the next. Or even between one scene and the next.

Things carry over. We see cause and effect. We see consequences—bad and good. And those consequences extend not only for the episode or season but for the entire series.

Aurore KNOWs Alec cheated her before and maintains a tight control over him and prevents more of his antics.

Adrien and Alya maintain a cold attitude towards Lila for some time after her reveal as a liar. And it even remains a point against her as used by Chloe as herself and as Scar to discount what she says.

The boys of the class remember Adrien’s “love letter to Marigold” and try to win him her merch because they’re bros like that. 

Adrien himself remembers the instances of his dad being a massive prick and instead of being surprised and “sad boi uwuwu” each time it happens like it’s supposed to be a surprise that the massive prick would choose to be a prick, he very clearly moves through the stages of grief to the point of a sort of acceptance that involves planning around and even for him.

Gabriel’s horrible parenting and general lack of concern for Adrien or his wellbeing as he ends up a casualty of various akuma attacks was played off for laughs when such incidents occurred. Then they were brutally called out against him in the Finale as a way to counter his claims of doing everything for Adrien’s sake. And the big reveal of the Birthday Scarf…utilized in the last way anyone would have wanted.

And Chloe is perhaps the biggest example as her antics ARE NOT forgotten or ignored by anyone. The classmates still interact with Chloe and are relatively nice to her, but they don’t just forget that she’s treated them horribly. They don’t act surprised when she does anything horrible. Nor does anyone just laugh it off or excuse it as “just who she is”. We see follow up to her behavior—the class fully expecting her to cause trouble and actively try to plan around it. People calling her out on past behaviors. And even bigger consequences as time goes on. Such as Adrien breaking off the friendship. And a blink and you miss it fridge logic moment in Ikari Gozen when you realize that when they said she was banned from all future Gabriel-involved competitions, they meant it.

The fact that by the time the big reveal happened that Chloe was Scarlet Lady, no one was shocked.

Story-wise, this is showing the passage of time and the effect the events of the story are having. It’s showing that there is lasting impact and that what happens to the characters matters.

Meta-wise, this is Zoe rewarding us for paying attention.

Continuity exists in Scarlet Lady. Time exists. The people exist. When anyone does anything, you get the sense that they aren’t operating in a vacuum. The things they do matter. There are consequences. There is an impact. And if there is an impact in the story, there will be an impact on the audience.

Which leads to…

Character Depth/Character Growth

Usually in TV shows of this nature, if there ARE character arcs for the side characters, they only occur over the course of a single episode devoted to focusing on them before moving on elsewhere. 

Canon didn’t give us that much at all in favor of having every episode that should focus on other characters learning and growing instead forcing Marinette to be wrong in some way and learn an arbitrary lesson that often would have better served for someone else.

In Scarlet Lady, the arcs we get are impressive for all that they’re relatively unobtrusive. They aren’t big. They aren’t world-ending. And the thing is, most change in life isn’t. It can just FEEL that way.

Like the way it felt for Kim when he first found out Ondine liked him and then had his confession to her screwed up.

And the way it felt for Kagami when she lost that first match against Adrien.

Then there’s the way it felt for Chloe when she was dismissed by her mother, had her popularity go downhill, and ended up losing her Miraculous.

…or the way it felt for Adrien when he discovered his dad was Hawk Moth.

The reactions we witness are in a great part due to actions outside of the characters’ control, but are ultimately a result of the experiences they have had and the ways they have changed as a result.

The question becomes: are the characters that we meet at the beginning pretty much identical to how they are at the end? Is the world?

The answer in Scarlet Lady is no.

Whether because the characters themselves change or our perception of them does, we can see that they have all undergone some sort of events that create a difference between the start and end points.

Not all of them HAVE to undergo some big emotional arc. Not all of them NEED to. But the characters still mostly go through some sort of growth by the end that I feel make them stronger and healthier people.

You’ve got the big life-altering changes like Lila and Sabrina.

You’ve got the little changes like Nino and Ivan.

You’ve even got the most minuscule, beginning stages of change in Chloe.

You’ve got growth that creates such perfect setup with Mylene when she starts off scared and traumatized by how things went with Stoneheart then is the one who confronts him in the end. And the parallel between the finale and the beginning when she returns him to normal by kissing him just like they did in that first episode to change him back then, too! (Just….GOD, I CANNOT GET OVER THIS!)

You’ve got them reaching out and making friends and relating to people they hadn’t before.

And by the end of it all, we get characters who feel like people rather than props.

They don’t all have to change. They don’t necessarily need to go through an entire emotional arc and back again. They just need to be part of the world they’re in.

Nino doesn’t just pop into existence when Adrien or Alya need someone to interact with. Kagami isn’t just a non-horrible or non-evil love rival for Adrien or a stepping stool for him to “practice“ at being in a relationship before it’s time for him to try the “real thing” with his endgame pairing. Luka isn’t just a decent guy who is the only actual form of support for the female lead and yet only lacking that precious “male lead” title or all around just not “Adrien enough” to fill the role.

Adrien isn’t just a “sad boy” meant to be a main love interest, Villain’s Morality Pet, and the one everyone idolizes and chases after just cuz he’s the male lead and that’s how you show he’s desirable I guess. Marinette isn’t the atlas keeping the story alive because no one else is apparently capable of learning lessons and changing, or even just the bare basics of functioning as individuals. Chloe isn’t just there to be horrible for no reason and get away with it so she can continue to be horrible until the writers suddenly need her to be sympathetic.

And the rest of the classmates aren’t just some Greek chorus there to fill the background.

We see them interact. We see them making jokes or jabs. We see them even…*gasp* having different opinions!

And on something as major and life-controlling as feelings about the “Hero of the City” no less! Why, that’s the sort of thing that would break up friendships and determine who you can sit next to at the cafeteria! The horror! The scandal!

And…oh hey. This puts the characters in different groups. It links them with characters other their Canonically designated pairings and groups. This lets them disagree on things and not need to vilify any of them. This creates implications that add depth to the story and to the people in it.

The characters can disagree without being enemies. They can be wrong without having to be evil. They can make mistakes without having to be stupid. And they can change and grow—both for better and worse.

And we see both and in different ways. SO many different ways.

Adrien goes from excited and impulsive to buckling under the forced responsibility and weight of a partner who hinders more than she helps.

Lila goes from selfishly bad and self-serving to selfish but friendly with better direction of her talents in a less self-serving way.

And Chloe just goes from selfish and bad to selfish and worse..

I mean, it says something that the combination of Lila’s growth and Chloe’s fall from grace resulted in Hawk Moth being unable to use Lila as a tool for his Heroes Day plot like he originally intended.

The key is that whether they necessarily grow or become better people, these characters are still IMPACTED by the events around them and AFFECTED as a natural result of the world they live in. 

You can’t help but feel for them in some way as a result. It’s part of why I love them.

The other part of why I love them is a bit more epic though…

Crowning Moments of Awesome

If there’s one thing I love, it’s seeing characters be awesome. I love it when characters get to be awesome. I would love to see more of it. Especially when the ones involved are characters you wouldn’t normally expect or get to see have a chance to shine.

And it’s when you see these characters be awesome that you really get the sense that yes, this character would work as a hero.

Seeing Max help against Robustus. Seeing Kim help against Odine. Alix stepping in during Pharaoh, calling out her brother’s fan fiction, and helping the heroes escape the security system at the Lourve. Alya stepping in during Copycat to clue Chat in to what’s going on and later keeping Anansi distracted to keep her away from Chat while he’s trapped. Rose kicking Nightmare!Chat in the face to defend Marinette even when she’s on the run from her own nightmares in Sandboy. Luka leading groups twice to stepping in and helping the heroes deal with akumas. Nathaniel standing up for Marinette and Sabrina when they’re accused in Rogercop and then helping the heroes in Reverser.

These little moments of support make such a big different and really make it make sense that the heroes would trust these people with magical jewelry to help them in battle.

And the little moments of characters being petty or strong or smart or turning the tables or just showing off what they’re capable of. Even without superpowers.

Adrien getting petty revenge for Nino and finding a tactic to counter Gabriel in the future.

The Police Force in Rogercop just saying “Nope” to obeying an obvious akuma. 

Zoe manipulating akumas twice to help the heroes. Her two Reasons You Suck Speeches to her mom and Bustier.

Every instance of payback that Tikki gets against Chloe.

Everyone in the Finale. Just…EVERYONE in the Finale. The characters who manage to avoid akumatization by either spotting the flaws in the illusion or refusing to give in to fear and even protecting others. Nora smacking any akuma that enters the home. Claudie pulling off Power Mom and ordering Max to stop attacking the city then helping to calm him down. Prince Ali and Juleka freeing Rose by kissing her! Chris, Ella, Etta, and Manon saving Mylene! Mylene saving Ivan with a kiss in a direct callback to how they first got together in Stoneheart! (Yes, I am still stuck on that!) Ondine saving Kim! Lila and Sabrina saving Alix! Luka facing Riposte alone and unarmed and then Kitty Section saving Kagami! ALL of the Heroes making a final comeback to help take down Hawk Moth for good! Just—AAAAAH!

How could Miraculous have peaked with this in Season 2 when this is Grand Finale material? Because there are few things more awesome than getting to see ALL the characters the heroes met and befriended and helped throughout the course of the story stepping up at the final battle to help take the Big Bad down!

Like…can we just take a moment to appreciate how everyone gets a chance to stand out in some way? Not all of them necessarily good, exactly (looking at you Andre). But still stand out and be memorable. Even characters who didn’t originally get much focus. Especially characters who were originally functioning as cardboard cutouts to fill a scene.

Anyone remember Aurore? How for the FIRST akuma in the pilot of the series and one who is quite frankly the most interesting and noteworthy, we don’t really get to see her again except in the background.

In Scarlet Lady, we got to actually look in to the contest and how she lost as well as the aftermath. She wasn’t some arrogant showoff who deserved to lose to the “sweet down to earth rival”, she was a girl who legitimately tried her best and had valid reason to be upset. Seeing her get revenge on Alec for cheating and humiliating her on live TV was well worth it.

Or how about the Photographer? Just there to take photos of Adrien in the park for a photo shoot or be the school photographer, but otherwise has no personality and is only remembered for his weird “spaghetti” line.

In Scarlet Lady, his role is two-fold. He acts as a sort of supporter for Adrien in his crush. Taking really good pictures of him being happy with the girl he likes. Taking more class photos at the behest of this girl for the sake of a friend who missed out on the class picture. And then there’s his OTHER role as a sort of antagonist to Chloe. He becomes one of the only ones in the early seasons willing and capable of dismissing her tantrums.

They’re both given more character. They get moments to stand out and BE awesome. So is everyone.

EVERYONE. From the classmates and big named characters we see regularly to the side characters who only appear once or twice. They all get some good scenes and focus that give them their own identities. All of them are memorable. None of them can really be ignored or forgotten. And part of what made making this list so difficult was that I found myself getting attached to pretty much everyone as I came across each of them that I couldn’t quite make up my mind.

Everyone in this fic has done something to make me happy and warrant my approval. Even the characters I normally wouldn’t like at all had their moments to shine and elicit an “okay, that was cool” from me.

Thus I grant this spot to everyone. To all the characters I don’t get the chance to mention. To all the ones I like albeit somewhat less than others. To all the ones I know are horrible but can’t help but like regardless. To all the ones I fought with myself for THREE MONTHS over which one would get this spot.

I love all of them.

[suugarbabe]

the lovely amazing darling @crescenthistory tagged me a little bit ago about doing the 12 fics for 12 months. i had to really ponder so it took me a moment; i apologize

all fics are character x reader

but here they are 🥰:

just to stop the feeling; theodore nott - @musingsofahufflepuff ;; when i say that i cannot express enough how much i absolutely adore and love this fic. there's a little bit of everything for the sb trio person in here; Enzo being a smart ass, Mattheo being a tender friend, Theo discovering himself. my hubs really did an amazingly fantastic job. please scour his master list I'm begging.

come back, be here; sirius black - @ellecdc ;; this fic is the single most important fic that got me truly hooked on reading more marauders. there's angst, there yearning, there's hurt (and then there's comfort). eight parts overall, this link is to part one. elle is quite amazing.

its nice to have a friend; remus lupin - @crescenthistory ;; this is childhood best friends to lovers with my favorite marauder boy always...and fuck if i'm not a sucker for that.

midnight strolls and nosy portraits; sirius black - @iamgonnagetyouback ;; adorable adorable sirius black fluff, if you're looking for a way to make me obsessed with something, sirius + being a sweetie = sab's brain melting.

divination; james potter - @ikkyfics ;; you and james have (you guessed it) divination class together and get a verrrry interesting reading

dealer!remus x shy reader; remus lupin - @inkdrinkerworld ;; if there's one thing sab loves, it's remus who has a special affinity for you based on what makes you different than the rest. uuuugh love this man. there's two parts to this as well.

everything is blue; barty crouch junior - @unconventional-lawnchair ;; this is barty x potter!reader. if you've paid attention to my blog at all over the last, i'd say, four months, i'm obsessed with barty. everything barty. i need barty. (there's a sort of second bit to this too)

checked box; sirius black - @marauder-misprint ;; sirius is seemingly going through a list of sorts, confusions spread of whether you should be on it.

first kiss; remus lupin - @latenightreadingpdf ;; title says it all, and i'm obsesssseeddd

my darling elle's hockey!au ;; i've linked her remus master list here. if you like hockey (or just thing the rough and tumble of hockey boys are sexy asf [valid]) then i implore you to explore this.

if i kiss you i'm sorry; james potter - @astonishment ;; the first fic i read by my darling darling mal. strangers-esque to lovers. many parts. as always she is just captivating a writer. i encouraged you to explore all her other works as well (you're losing me/remus lupin/james potter has me in a chokehold as well)

desperately needed; mattheo riddle - @musingsofahufflepuff ;; mmmm yes yes yes yes yes i love this, nothing quite like a lil bit o bump and grinding. my favorite activity with mattheo

[calitears]

sessions

3. turn it up!

story masterlist

tw/notes: cussing, drinking, slightly offensive jokes, small tiny manga spoilers (?) (it just mentions two characters who haven’t appeared in the anime yet doesn’t spoil the plot or anything)

as far as you knew, toge, panda, and yuji had stayed downstairs playing rounds of beer pong while you happily went with nobara upstairs. however it seemed god was on your side today as megumi tagged along behind you two, for whatever reason. you heard him mumbling under his breath something about not liking the taste of beer or even the actual game, but the reason seemed unimportant now as he sat next to you, alone, after nobara ran off saying she was going to go get another friend of theirs or something like that.

usually you’d be able to strike up a conversation, however you felt rather awkward as megumi seemed distracted on his phone, furrowing his brow slightly, typing away against the screen.

what could you ask him? his hobbies? what his favorite movie was? wait, didn’t yuta say something about them being in the same class? finally after another minute, he put his phone away and sighed, looking up ahead of him.

oh what the hell was there to lose, if you failed miserably you’d probably never have to directly meet him again anyway.

as you spoke up, you smiled slightly at the way his attention almost immediately turned to you.

“so… what do you do?” well you had a good chance, maybe, but what the hell type of question was that to start off with?

“what do i… do? like… job wise?” he questioned, a slight pout on his lip, but maybe they were just naturally like that.

“yeah.”

he shrugged slightly, before leaning back further into the couch, “i make music, go to college, have a job on the side too…”

“oh, cool- wait you made that song with yuji right?”

he internally cringed “no. don’t bring that up.”

you almost laughed at the way his expression soured almost immediately just by mentioning it.

“it wasn’t that bad…”

“you don’t have to spare me. don’t lie to my face, i know it was horrendous.”

“well… i haven’t heard any of your other stuff, but i’m sure you were just being nice to yuji to let him… y’know… on one of your instrumentals.”

“well i need to redeem myself then, i can’t have that as your only impression of my music.”

“y’know… we should trade…”

“trade?”

“i listen to yours, and you listen to mine…”

he seemed to think about something for a moment, before letting out a small huff.

“…and if i already listened to yours?”

now that caught you off guard.

“you have?”

he shifted slightly in his seat, and you could’ve sworn he leaned in closer, even by just an inch.

“yeah… actually got curious from yuji’s post with you. it’s pretty good just… it’s not usually the type i’d listen to, but that doesn’t mean it’s bad.”

smiling at him, you moved closer, yet he didn’t seem to move back at all, mostly just seeming amused. “oh, so you’re not into ‘pink princess pilates’ music?”

he scoffed, a small smirk forming on his face, “what type of ai generated spotify wrapped thing is that?”

“that’s exactly where i got it from actually, was one of my genres…”

“well… at least it sounds cute, i think it’s ‘fitting’, i got grouped into something called ‘abstract indie sleaze soundtrack moment’.”

“the hell does that even mean? sounds like a red flag honestly, maybe i should stop talking to you hear…”

“not gonna give me a chance then? thought yuji said you were into me?”

“oh my god did he seriously say that- can’t he keep a secret?”

he was about to respond, his expression still slightly playful until suddenly a voice cut in, and you saw a girl jump into the empty space next to him, sitting down. “fushiguro! it’s been too long!” she exclaimed. megumi seemed startled at first, but relaxed after another moment. “oh… hey hana.”

“i missed you- where have you been recently?” she continued, seemingly wanting to reach out and touch him, but hesitant to.

“just busy… work… college and stuff.” he replied, about to turn back to you to introduce you to what you hoped was just his friend, that is until yuji and nobara seemed to have finally caught up with you guys again. before you even got the chance to say goodbye to him, yuji was pulling you off the couch and dragging you away from the group.

“y/n real quick- sorry- but pleaseeee you need to dj for us or something- just for like half an hour at least!! you need to show off against this asshole!”

no context whatsoever to what was happening, you couldn’t even reject yuji’s offer as he basically dragged you towards the music booth.

outside the studio…

sigh… guys i don’t hate hana i actually think she’s a cutie and love her but i had to bring someone into that role�� 😥😓😪

yuji such a feminist wanted to prove some guy who was drunkly babbling on about #womeninmusic wrong accidentally crashed the moment

y/n texted maki a sc of megumi’s instagram and she put two and two together immediately

megumi was actually just writing down a reminder to get in contact with y/n but nobara wanted to push him

idk why the gif drops qualities every time i use one hope it doesn’t bother anyone 💔💔💔

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[chiaknight]

Thinking about Britt during this dark time and how she helped one of Awdry's great characters, Henry, become fantastic in the span of one episode- Henry's Forest.

Henry has a great backstory, but in terms of personality he wasn't exactly unique in the RWS- which is what most of his classic era appearances are directly based on. However, I like to believe that Britt and David teased their take on Henry a few times very subtly.

These screencaps are from Tenders and Turntables and Dirty Work. In the first scene, Gordon is delegating his plan for the strike. In the second, the big three are complaining about the names Duck supposedly called them.

I just find it interesting that they specifically chose his sad faceplate for these moments, as it implies that instead of being angry or combative like Gordon and James, Henry feels more unsure, hurt, or self-conscious. They are brief, but in my eyes these were showing Henry's sensitive side before Henry's Forest was ever written.

But then, of course, season three came along, and so did Henry's Forest.

This episode is so beloved because it creatively expands Henry's character in a way that fits Awdry's writing for him.

It always bothered me how Henry as a person never changed after the Flying Kipper, which was more or less a potential near-death experience for him. But Henry gaining an appreciation for life, for the natural beauty all around him makes perfect sense.

They also gave Henry the role we all know he has: the "nicest" of the Big Three. He has his grumpy moments, but overall he is agreeable, hardworking, and obedient to the Fat Controller.

He also doesn't subscribe to the "won't pull trucks/little engines are inferior" ideology- at least, not anymore. Not since the crash. And why should he? Ever since that day, Henry learned that there is so much more to life. He won't be around forever, so there's no sense in wasting time fussing over stupid things like that. He'd rather focus on being a good engine, 'cause now he finally has the chance to do that.

This kind of reimagining suits Awdry's writing for the character perfectly, as surely such a drastic change in Henry's life would cause him to see the world in new way. Cause him to become more aware of the world around him, more sensitive to the people and engines around him, more comfortable with who he is.

It's a shame that Awdry didn't really care much for Henry's Forest, because what Britt and David did for his character propelled Henry, my favorite character, to new heights.

Rest in Peace, Britt.

Thank you. For everything.

[drewdoa]

𒈔 ⸺ enforcer agenda ♡ viktor hcs/blurbs

‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊ a/n: hey there :)) happy new year!!! i’ve been gone for a little bit cause busy with family >.< BUT IM BACK WITH STUFF YAY!! i should be on my writing grind now that i’ll have spare time during school and such so i should be back to normal :D!! i hope you enjoy these blurbs cause they’re honestly my favorite

‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊ extra info: no gender specific reader!, a bit of flirtation, you’re in an enforcer uniform/gear, implied nsfw

ꕥ —

vik is so used to seeing people in uniform, but never in a billion years would he expect you to turn bluebelly! you’ve expressed before that enforcers make you feel some kind of way, you’ve seen what they’ve done to the people of zaun. however, caitlyn thought you could use some training incase something turned sideways. she suggested you train with the enforcers to learn a thing or two, which honestly isn’t a bad idea at all. so you took up the offer.

you knew viktor would get a kick out of this, you becoming stronger and in that heavy outfit. you could already hear his slick and funny comments in your head, teasing you and hints of flirting. at the end of the day, you still know he’d still have you arched like the bridge of progress.

rotting away in his lab as the sound of chalk scraping against his board travels around the sound waves. normally, viktor doesn’t bat an eye at the sound of the metal gear tapping across the halls nearby. until the sound of the tall wood doors that hide the lab cracked open, steps gradually getting louder. “you know, it’s just etiquette knocking before entering, don’t you agree?” viktor spat before turning his back and facing you. he stood there for a moment before placing down his pencil behind him.

“you-” he paused, relaxing his shoulders and taking the sight of you in. “look good. who gave you that?” the rest of his sentence flew out as he began to circle around you. “i got it from caitlyn’s closet, she surprisingly has bigger sizes but that’s probably cause of vi”

“no complaints here, it fits you perfectly” viktor follows with a laugh. this lead to you coming into his lab often when you’ve got some extra time on your hands. even if it’s just to go in there and give him a kiss :)) (where you kiss him is up to you😋)

he 100% pulls you in with his cane, especially when you’re stuck guarding the hallways and can’t be caught slipping. coincidently, viktor had a spare moment and dedicated it all to you. let’s just say when you were back on duty your uniform looked like you’d been roughing it ;).

oh you’d so catch him wearing the uniform cause it smells like you. he wants anything that resembles you at all. gotta out him here, definitely a pervert to take your underwear and stash it in a box along with all your other personal things. he just wants reminders of you all the time <3 (this is also foreshadowing him tying one of your old shirts around his cane :)))

no surprises when it comes to viktors hidden talents, he would definitely take a blank book and write all of his thoughts about you in it. he’d think of it as his prized possession, never leaving it out of his sight, and especially keeping it away from you. viktor couldn’t bare the embarrassment honestly, imagining you reading the filthy things he’s written about you sends a chill down his spine. but its viktor we’re talking about here, he’d probably enjoy that. <3

‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊ hello!!! i feel like this was just a bit short but i have a few fics i’ll be releasing as soon as im finished up with them ! you pt 2 in the works as well for all you viktor lovers just like me <33 and im working on expanding my writing and will be working on stuff for new characters >v< hopefully you can stick around till then, thank you for reading - drew

[idiot-swanwich]

Golly! Uh ty 4 tag!!

Jirai kei cuz I think it's pretty but I'm either gonna get called emo or anime wannabe 💔

It fun :]

My first OC was this emo demon wolf hybrid who liked women and also was a hated child named Skylar in Gacha Life

My sweet son Finn 🥰

Idk uh ivory cuz she's pretty

Bungo Stray Dogs, Car Seat Headrest and Colorful Stage: Project Sekai feat. Hatsune Miku

Personality (not gonna name who cuz I feel this way about all of my favoritest people)

Uhh Mexico or Tokyo idk 😭

I'd really like to have a) a better personality or b) money 🤑

Red 😗

Chat idk how to ask questions...

Favorite color?

If you could become a cat or a dog, which would you rather be?

Favorite hyperfixation you've ever had?

What's the longest hyperfixation you've had and the length of it?

Favorite FNaF character?

Thoughts on Fukase (the vocaloid)?

If a strange old man came up to you and offered you superpowers, would you take it?

Have you listened to Car Seat Headrest before, if so did you like them? (If not you totally should ^_^)

What would you if one day you woke up and you were in the skibidi toilet universe and everyone else was also a skibidi toilet?

Favorite shape?

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Instructions: prev asks ten questions and you answer them, then ask ten new ones and tag ten people to keep the chain going! I’ll go first

What is the weirdest thing you’ve eaten? (For me it’s the time I accidentally drank ants)

do you like purple or green more? (For me it’s a 50/50 I love them both)

what is your favorite two color color combo? (For me it’s purple and gold)

are you a cat or dog person? (Dogs 100%)

what is your favorite painting (Miranda by John William Waterhouse)

Mountains or beaches? (Mountains)

what’s your favorite dessert? (Lemon bars)

are you right or left handed? (Right but I used to be left handed)

salty or sweet? (Sweet)

summer or winter? (Winter)

I’m tagging 11 people but it’s whatever

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[taylor-titmouse]

new fuck yourself friday, new cover art process post~ this one was really fun, the visual concept came pretty immediately after @petitemortality explained the idea of the story to me as rocky horror but christmas. it's a Bit after christmas now, but you should still go read it. you'll be able to See the movie version of this one in your head and hear all the characters speaking, it's really great.

now let's get to the process for the cover!

THUMBNAILS

i mean. thumbnail. because i did only one.

like i said the vision was very clear. candela, the hot older starlet, busting out of a christmas present like marilyn monroe from a cake. from here we workshopped the actual aesthetic--less distinctly christmas and more Winter Special, and more wine aunt than party girl. so i ended up here

which led to this note

a point which i still defend. that is a yoohoo boys. that is a good howdy do.

anyway.

these were the pencils before we moved on to final. the mistletoe was added near the end because we were like "but how do we make it obvious this is porn" and that was the best we could come up with that didn't involve giving her a plunging neck line (which we got rid of because she is a Classy Dame). the finish is as you see above!

i think my favorite part is the sparkles on her dress. that was fun to implement. i love to draw a sparkle.

anyway go read Don't Unwrap 'til Christmas!!

[winchesterwild78]

Unspoken Words pt 4

Master List

Characters: Jensen Ackles x Reader, Reader’s daughter, other characters

Warnings: a little angst, SMUT, fluff

A/N: Another collab story with @cheekygirl2309. This one is about a single mother with a nonverbal autistic daughter who loves Supernatural. The reader is going to a Supernatural Convention with her daughter and things unfold from there. The daughter character is near and dear to my heart. I have someone very close to me who is nonverbal, but he’s such an amazing kid. 

**This chapter has the reader and Jensen taking their relationship to the next level.**

This is a work of fiction and does not depict real life. Jensen is single in this story. 

All work is my own and @cheekygirl2309, don’t take it or use it as your own. Reblogs and likes are appreciated. 

Minors DNI 18+

A few hours later Lily was in her room on the pediatric floor and Jensen was back. Sarah and Steve had stopped by to check on us and bring some food. 

Lily was curled up on Jensen’s lap watching Supernatural and holding onto his shirt for dear life. I sat in the chair beside the bed, glancing between the television and them. 

My heart was so full of love for him. He treated her like she was his daughter and didn’t hesitate to come when I called. 

Lily eventually fell asleep and Jensen carefully climbed out of the bed to stretch. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. Then a pang of guilt started to creep in. He didn’t ask for this. We were just fans that came into his life and now here he is in a hospital room with me and my daughter. 

I looked at him and saw how tired he was. I wanted to talk to him, so I took a deep breath. “Jensen, you don’t have to stay here. Please don’t feel obligated to stay. She’ll be fine if you’re not here when she wakes up. I know you’re tired and you have other commitments.” 

Jensen looked at me and walked over to me, taking me by the hands and pulling me up, “Y/N, I don’t have any other commitments. Right here, right beside you is where I should be. Here with my girls. I’m not leaving you alone in this.” He placed a tender kiss on my forehead and I just nodded.

The nursing staff and doctors were incredible. They checked on Lily and asked Jensen and I if we needed anything. They helped us convert the chair in the room into the bed it changed into. I slept on the bed with Lily and Jensen slept in the chair/bed. 

By the fourth day in the hospital, Lily’s fever broke and we were being released to go home. They still had no idea why she was sick, the doctor classified it as a fever of unknown origin. 

We got the discharge papers, and we headed home. I was thankful for my own bed, and I know Lily was excited to be back home in familiar surroundings. 

In the hospital she barely spoke. It worried me, because before she was starting to communicate more. Now it seems as though the switch flipped again. Jensen told me not to worry about it too much, she’d talk again when she was ready. He always had a way of calming me down. 

After we got home Lily got back into her routine of playing, watching her favorite show and her new favorite thing, snuggling with Jensen. 

He didn’t seem to mind. She’d curl up between us and lay her head on his lap or his side and put her feet on me. 

She’d play with her stuffies while he and I would talk. Tonight was no different. I made dinner and we all three ate. After dinner I gave Lily a bath, checked her temperature for the hundredth time, and got her ready for bed. 

She grabbed a book and took it to Jensen. “Do you want me to read this to you, Lily?” She didn’t respond verbally, she just grabbed his hand and led him to her room. 

He sat beside her, tucked her in, gave her a kiss on her head and read the story. I stood at the door watching them. As he sat beside her I noticed her hand kept drifting from her stuffy to Jensen’s arm, then back again. 

When the book was done, she was fast asleep. He kissed her head softly and we left the room. 

The two of us went to the kitchen. I grabbed him a beer and I poured myself a glass of wine. The stress from the past few days was weighing on me and I was worried about Jensen. 

“Jensen, you know you don’t have to stay the night. You’ve barely been home since Tuesday. She’s going to be okay, and I know if I need you, you’ll be here.” 

He sat his beer down, grabbed my wine glass and set it down. Then pulled me onto his lap, “Sweetheart, I know I don’t have to stay. I want to. I want to be here with you and Lily. You two mean so much to me.”

I crashed my lips onto his without thinking. At that moment I wanted nothing more than him. His lips, his hands, his body. All of him, I wanted, no I needed him. 

His hands gripped my fleshy hips tightly. I knew I’d have bruises tomorrow, but I didn’t care. I moaned against his mouth as his hands delicately danced up my spine. 

Jensen’s hands found their way to my supple breasts and my body arched forward on instinct. His fingers played with the hem of my shirt, and I pulled back from his lips and pulled my shirt over my head with one pull. 

Jensen smirked, “Damn sweetheart.” His lips trailed down my neck, over my collarbone, and down to the tops of my bra covered breasts. Leaving kisses and love bites as he trailed down my body. 

My pulse was pounding in my ears and the arousal shot through my body like I’d never felt. Every inch of my body tingled with anticipation. Every nerve ending electrified at his touch. 

My arousal grew as my panties became soaked. My lips ghosted his, “Jensen, let’s take this to the bedroom.” I lightly kissed his lips and when I pulled back my bottom lip was between his teeth. 

His eyes dark with lust and desire, making me feel like I could cum right there. 

Jensen helped me up and we raced to the bedroom. As soon as the door closed, Jensen was on me again. His strong arms laid me down on the bed, caging me between the mattress and him. 

He stood up and removed his shirt. I heard his belt and I sat up, helping him remove his belt. 

My hand lightly brushes against his member, pulling a hiss from his lips. He wasn’t completely hard yet, but damn he was already so big. I bit my lip with anticipation. 

He pulled his pants down, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. Our chests heaving with excitement as we looked at each other, knowing we were dangerously close to crossing a line that can’t be uncrossed. 

I slid my hands behind my back and removed my bra. When my breasts sprang free from the confines of the material, Jensen growled. 

I laid back as he kissed down my torso, licking and sucking each nipple and he kissed down to my navel. 

He stopped at the top of my jeans and looked down at me. I nodded. He unzipped my pants and pulled them and my panties off. I grabbed the blanket to cover up, but Jensen took it away.

“No, don’t. I want to see your beautiful body.” I blushed as Jensen kissed down my body. His hands found their way between my thighs and he parted them slowly. He stopped, looked up at me and said, “Are you sure about this? We don’t have to go any further. I don’t want to rush this.” 

I nodded, “Jensen, I want you. All of you, if you’re ready, I’m ready.” His lips found mine again, “I’m ready too, sweetheart.” 

His fingers parted my wet folds and slid inside me. Hooking up he found that sweet spot. The contact made me arch my hips off the bed and I moaned his name softly like a prayer. 

Jensen’s thumb rubbed my clit, soft delicate circles at first, then as his fingers thrusted more, his thumb rubbed a little harder. I was panting and a moaning mess under him. 

It had been years since a man touched me, and damn was he good at it. “Oh god, right there Jensen! Fuck! I’m so close.” He sped up, “Yes baby, cum on my fingers. Let me feel you come undone.” I came with a scream of his name as my fingers dug into his arms. 

His lips crashing on mine to muffle the sound of my scream. He smirked against my mouth, “You’ve got to keep it down sweetheart, you don’t want to wake up Lily.” 

My chest was rising and falling fast as I tried to steady my breath. Jensen stood and I saw his cock fully hard through his boxers. 

He slid them down and the sight of him almost made me cum again. I licked my lips and then pulled my bottom lip in between my teeth. 

“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll be gentle.” He grabbed a condom from his jeans and opened the package. 

I leaned up and helped him put it on. Sliding the rubber down the length of his thick shaft. Watching how the thin latex stretched to accommodate his girth and length. 

The condom was completely unrolled when I reached the bottom of his shaft. My cheeks flushed red and my breath hitched. 

His eyes met mine, dark green with so much lust and desire. “Are you ready?” I nodded, not able to trust my voice. 

I slid up until my head reached the pillows and I felt the bed dip down as Jensen positioned himself between my legs. His hands gently pushed my legs apart as he moved closer to me. 

Our eyes locked on each other as Jensen slowly guided himself in. I felt his engorged tip pushing past my soaked entrance and the initial contact made me gasp. 

Jensen slowly pushed in, taking his time. My hands switched from gripping the sheets beside me to holding on to him. I felt every inch of him, stretching me and pushing further into me. 

My walls are tight around him, like our bodies were made for each other. It was painful in the most amazing way. His lips found mine as he bottomed out. Pulling a moan from both of our mouths. 

My grip on his shoulders tight as he brought his hips back slightly and then forward again. His pace was steady and rhythmic as the sounds of moans and pleasure filled the bedroom. 

Jensen’s body hovered over mine as our hips connected over and over again. His lips finding mine and leaving trails of love bites down my neck. I felt worshipped and desired. 

Our hands held onto each other as Jensen’s pace picked up more. I was close again, feeling his length brush against my g-spot and his head touching my cervix. He could feel it too.

“Go ahead baby, let go for me. Cum for me again.” My body responding to his commands, I came again. My walls clenched around him with an unyielding grip. He moaned loudly.

His pace picked up and his hips slammed into mine faster. He was close. Jensen kissed me with more fervor and I felt his cock twitch as his hips bucked into mine. He came with a groan. 

Before he pulled out, he kissed me again and stood. Jensen walked to the bathroom, removed the condom and returned to the bed with a washcloth to clean us both up. 

Tossing the cloth to the side, he crawled in bed and pulled me close to him. “That was incredible, Y/N.” My cheeks flushed and my breath still trying to steady I nodded and snuggled closer to his chest. 

“Jensen, that was amazing. You were amazing.” The two of us laid in each other’s arms in silence for a while. Then Jensen broke the silence, “You sure you’re okay? I didn’t hurt you did I?” 

I looked up at him, his green eyes full of concern, “No Jensen, you didn’t hurt me at all.” I placed a soft kiss on his lips. “I love you.” I whispered softly.

I felt Jensen’s body tense beside me and my brain’s euphoric moment came crashing down. Oh shit! I just said I love you and he tensed up. Oh god, I just messed this up. This is too much too fast. 

Panic filled my body and I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t take it back, because let’s be honest, I didn’t want to. I meant it, but dammit why did I have to say it out loud. 

The two of us laid there in silence. I could feel the tension in his body and it was still hanging in the air. I just screwed all of this up. I knew I did. My heart pounded in my chest and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to cry or throw up. 

I slowly pulled away from him and felt his grip on me loosen. I grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around me and went into the bathroom. 

Using the blanket I muffled my sobs. I just ruined all of this. I ruined it for me, but worst of all I ruined it for Lily. 

Despair and regret filled my body. I washed my face and pulled on some clothes. When I walked back into the bedroom I saw Jensen pulling on his pants. 

My heart shattered. “Hey, I’m gonna head home to check on the house. I’ll um, see you later.” I swallowed hard, a lump forming in my throat and a hole in my heart. “Oh, okay. I’ll see you later then.”

I couldn’t look at him and he couldn’t look at me. I walked him to the door and before he left he stopped, turned around and placed a soft kiss on my lips. 

“Good bye, Y/N.” The way he said good bye sent a ripple of pain through my body. I knew this was it. The last time I’d see him, and it hurt. It hurt so damn much. 

“Good bye, Jensen, and I’m sorry.” My voice barely whispers. His breath hitched and he stepped out the door. 

I locked the door and crawled back into bed crying. Eventually I cried myself to sleep. 

*Jensen’s POV*

“I love you”, her sweet voice echoed in my head. My body tensed and I couldn’t respond. I wanted to say it too, damn did I want to, but I’m terrified. After the last woman I gave my heart to, how can I be sure it won’t end the same way. 

I left like a coward. No doubt making her feel worse. I have no idea how to fix this. I am falling for her. I was falling for her even before tonight. 

I just need to clear my head. 

Driving home debating turning the car around or heading home. God I’m so torn. 

I sent Steve a text.

Jensen: Hey man, you awake?

Steve: Kinda busy with Sarah at the moment, you okay?

Jensen: Not really, but I’ll figure it out. I think I fucked up.

Steve: Is everyone okay?

Jensen: I don’t know. I just left Y/N’s house and I screwed up.

Steve: Give me 5 minutes.

Jensen pulled in his driveway and sat there. Unable to move, so he waited for Steve’s call. 

The phone ringing pulled Jensen’s attention back to reality. “Hey man. I really fucked up.” “What happened?”

“We had sex, and man was it incredible. After we were in each other’s arms she said “I love you” and I tensed up. When she got up to go to the bathroom, I got up and got dressed. I left.” 

Steve ran his fingers through his hair. “Jensen, why?” “Honestly, I’m scared. I’m falling for her too, and I love Lily like she’s my own. I just don’t want to be hurt again.”

“Jensen, I get it man. Nobody wants to be hurt, but I’ve seen you guys together. She’s in love with you, hell Sarah even said Y/N was. She’s known her for years, so I’d believe her. Believe me, Y/N isn’t going to jump into any relationship without thinking it through, especially because of Lily. Man you need to make this right, and now.” 

“Thanks man. I appreciate it. Tell Sarah hi.” Jensen put his car in drive and headed back to my place.

I laid in the bed, tears finally stopping and I stared at the ceiling. The events of the night playing in my head like a silent movie. The way his hands and lips felt to the crushing pain of him walking out the door. I couldn’t sleep. 

I heard a knock on the front door. I grabbed my robe and tiptoed through the room. Looking out the peephole I saw Jensen. His face twisted with pain and regret. 

I took a deep breath and opened the door. His eyes met mine and he walked in pulled me tight and crashed his lips to mine. When we pulled away, his lips ghosted mine as he whispered, “I’m so sorry. I’m a coward. I shouldn’t have walked away.” He kissed me again, this time with more emotion. I felt his regret pouring from his lips. 

When we pulled away I guided him to the couch. “Jensen, what happened? I mean, I know what I said, and I’m so sorry. It just slipped out.” Jensen shook his head, “Don’t be sorry baby. Honestly I was scared. I feel it too, and it scares the hell out of me. The last woman I gave my heart to broke it and used me.”

“Jensen, I get it. The last man I gave my heart to knocked me up and left me. I’m scared too, but I promise I would never intentionally hurt you.” 

“I know, Y/N. You and Lily mean so much to me. It scared me because of how quickly it happened, then tonight. Everything clicked into place. You said I love you and panic filled my body. I shouldn't have walked out like I did. I’m so sorry, baby.”

I cupped his face in my hands, “Jensen, it’s okay to be scared. We can navigate all of this together. You don’t have to say it until you’re ready, but please don’t leave every time I say it.” 

Jensen swallowed and nodded, “I won’t, I promise.” I stood and took his hand, “Come on, let’s go back to bed.” He nodded, shrugged off his jacket and the two of us crawled back into the bed.

My head rested on his chest as he drew delicate patterns on my back and arm. 

He kissed the top of my head, and we both drifted off to sleep laying in each other’s arms. 

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[ilikekidsshows]

did you see the spoilers for ml season 6 where there’s a new girl with a prosthetic leg and that leg ends up broken and marinette’s involved somehow? honestly i’m gonna give marinette the benefit of the doubt for now and just assume this is either a huge misunderstanding/accident or extremely misleading spoiler just because this is a serious thing, like I was super disappointed with how her character’s written in season 4 and 5 but I just don’t want to believe the writers would come up with something like this when this would easily be one of the worst things she’s ever done (if she’s actually responsible). I saw the spoiler on TikTok and there’s several explanations I’ve seen in the comments:

the new girl (idr her name) is lila/cerise in disguise and she wants to ruin marinette’s reputation (iirc the writers said she’s nice and not a villain but maybe they just don’t want to spoil the plot for obvious reasons)

marinette didn’t have bad intentions/it was an accident/misunderstanding/spoilers are too misleading/not enough information yet

and my least favorite explanation…the new girl was trying to get with adrien (some fans are saying this to say this is all part of her scheme to get adrien to break up with marinette and date her instead but some are saying this to justify marinette if she was actually at fault for this)

I think my main concern is how the writers are going to address this. What if they try to justify it if marinette really was at fault? Or what if it’s all a misunderstanding but then they put the new girl to the side to focus on how sad this is for marinette? Are they going to be able to address this in a way that doesn’t come across as ableist while also not making their protagonist look like a bad person? What do you think?

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I just saw the leak, but at first I couldn't find it, so I’d already written a response before that, so here's me describing the possible nightmare scenarios before the writers proved me right about their priorities:

Like, hot take, but it doesn’t matter what the new girl is doing, messing with her mobility aid would still be absolutely unforgivable. Even if it’s Lila in disguise, Marinette has already exhibited so much ableism in trying to prove her disabilities aren’t real that I would just say that the writers shouldn’t be allowed to as much as mention any disability ever again. “A person claiming they’re disabled could be lying to get special considerations, so make sure to check any claims of disability, no matter how awful you come across for doing it,” is not a lesson that has any place in a children’s cartoon, even accidentally. And that’s exactly what any scenario with a girl faking a disability / using their disability to get closer to Adrien would entail as well, the idea that we should be suspicious of disabled people trying to “cheat” their way to things that “belong” to us.

But, like, even if it actually is going to be aiming to be an actual lesson in disabilities where it’s all a misunderstanding/mistake, the thing is that, lately, I’ve been looking back at the “lessons” in this show, even in the earlier seasons, and I just don’t have faith in these writers’ ability to deliver any kind of moral to kids in a consistent way, unless they’re going to have a character directly talk to the screen to explain what the moral is.

Let’s use ‘The Mime’ as an example. The scenario in this episode is that Marinette, through her clumsiness, deletes the most important video Alya had filmed so far, and then spends the rest of the episode trying to recreate the video in order to cover up for her mistake. In the end, it turns out there was no problem because Alya had already saved a copy of the video because she expected something like Marinette deleting it to happen, so she was never even mad or disappointed, but Marinette still sets up Alya to get a one-on-one interview with Ladybug. What did Marinette learn in this episode exactly?

The most good faith interpretation of the episode is that the point is that you own up and make up for your mistakes, hence Marinette setting Alya up to get an interview with Ladybug. But this message is muddled up by the fact that, even before the retool, the writers didn’t want Marinette suffering any real consequences for messing up, or to show her messing up in a way that couldn’t be “fixed”, so the video was actually safe and no irreparable damage was done. Alya had foreseen that Marinette would mess up and planned accordingly. This takes the wind out of the sails of the lesson because of course Marinette would do something nice for Alya, who’s such a considerate friend who never gets mad at her and plans around Marinette’s flaws. It’s a pretty different thing to go out of your way to apologise or make things up to someone who is actually mad at you for a good reason, and it requires a lot more courage. The situation in ‘The Mime’ is the easiest version of this situation imaginable for Marinette, but completely unrealistic for anyone facing this kind of situation in real life.

So, with this kind of previous showing back when I still had faith in this show, how would I expect them to deal with Marinette accidentally messing with someone’s mobility aid post-retool? I’d expect a lot of focus on how upsette Marinette is, because that’s the show’s number one priority outside of the love quest, with the show going out of it’s way to make it very clear that Marinette didn’t mean to, she feels really bad about it and she’s scared of how the new girl will react. At the end of the episode she would gather her courage and face the music, and it turns out the new girl was actually getting a new mobility aid that very same day and she wouldn’t have needed the old one any longer anyway. And then Marinette will maybe make some gesture of friendship that the new girl gladly accepts, no hard feelings. Any normal person would still be pissed about their expensive mobility aid being messed with, but the writers of this show never have characters react normally when the normal thing to do is not instantly forgive Marinette. So this scenario would be making things easy for Marinette, but completely unrealistic for the viewing audience.

Simply put, I really, really really hope the sneak preview is purposefully misleading, as they tend to be, and the crew doesn’t try to tackle the topic of physical disabilities with their tendency to favor the perspective of their coddled, able-bodied protagonist.

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After seeing the leak:

So, like, fucking hell, way to further sully the idea that Marinette ever took her job as Ladybug seriously. Just to make herself look like the victim when she’s caught stalking someone (something she insisted last season she’d stopped doing), she goes so far as faking being Akumatized, transforming into Ladybug and jumping right in the middle of the field, of this girl's path, to scream about an Akuma attack. Like, the reveal that Sublime knew there was actually no Akuma and that Tomoe apparently made the leg less sturdy on purpose doesn’t make it better when Marinette got Sublime slippery and then startled her enough to make her slip. People break perfectly fine legs from slipping, it's why anti-skid devices sell so well in winter. All of this being an accident doesn’t make it okay, and Marinette sure as hell didn’t have anything close to those “good intentions” her stans love to attribute to her.

But, of course, her victim is going to be a perfect flawless angel who wasn't even upset about the stalking, instead defending Marinette to Ladybug, just in case saying: “this girl I know pretended to be Akumatized because she was caught stalking me” might make Marinette look bad to the audience. She also instantly reassures Ladybug, the one who actually caused her to slip, who hasn't done anything more than stare at her slack-jawed, because god forbid anyone ever say anything about Marinette that isn't validation or praise while she's too busy freaking out about herself.

Like, Marinette causes Sublime to break her leg, and we instantly see the victim in this situation go: “I’m okay, I’m not hurt”, while Marinette just stands there having her personal little panic attack. Like, a girl lost her leg, and the writers still try to sell Marinette as the injured party by having the victim insist she's okay while Marinette is having another one of her manipulative, please-feel-sorry-for-me-audience emotional breakdowns. The writers seriously made Marinette’s victim prioritize reassuring her over anything else.

I knew the writers were going to have Marinette be instantly forgiven, but I wasn’t expecting it to be so instant that she didn’t even get to finish processing her fuck-up. Or to go so out of their way to make Marinette seem less at fault because, like, Tomoe messing with the leg on purpose isn't a villain scheme, it was just to make Marinette look better in comparison.

The writers have this ability where, when I write down what I think would be a very likely way for one of their stories to go very badly, they do just that while still managing to make it worse.

[ivysprophecy]

Am I Okay? Chapter Three

a/n: hi again! if you havent guessed already this chapter is going to include the gala i mentioned in part twelve! (which is linked) now as author im going to state clearly that this is not their first date 'canonically', however, its what i MYSELF consider their first date. <3

warnings: i dont think there are any, but i did add a little somethin somethin at the end ;) and i should mention this ones gonna be in rafes pov ;) im in no way saying that rafe is my character

word count: 1241

this shouldnt feel as daunting as it does right now. shes just a friend. its just a dinner party, theres no commitments attached or technicalities to worry over.

its just me and her making a boring evening more exciting.

thats all.

i knock on the door and wait patiently for her to answer. i did come a bit early so i wouldnt be surprised if she was still getting ready.

she has a tendency to get swept up in the music shes listening to when shes at her vanity.

but as soon as she opens that door and i turn to see her... i suddenly forget all the convincing was doing.

cause i know after tonight theres gonna be no more hiding just how into her i am. she looks incredible.

it does something to me knowing its the dress i bought her.

"hi," thats all she says and i swear i forgot how to breathe. how does she do this to me?

"hey," my smile widens, "you look... gorgeous. really you look great."

"cant take all the credit, the dress was all your doing. im just wearing it."

"and you wear it beautifully," just like that, a natural blush replaces the artificial pink on her cheeks "we should get going, are you ready or do you need more time? i can wait."

"i think im ready..." she searches through her purse, going over its contents making sure she has everything. "yep, im ready."

"perfect," i close the door behind her as she walks out, "its a little jarring to see you without your boots."

she chuckles as i open the car door for her, "i tried to clean up as nice as i could."

"you clean up just fine cowgirl," i cant hide my smile.

the drive to the event was that comfortable kind of quiet. i always let her take aux when we drive together. country music definitely isnt my favorite but she could play a lot worse.

besides she throws in the occasional kid cudi or metro boomin for me.

shes thoughtful like that.

"oh theres valet? how fancy," the valet opens her door for her before i can even get out of the car. i suppose thats his job.

"thats kinda how these things go. theyre a bit much."

"well i think its refreshing being so spoiled. dads done a lot of fancy business but nothing like this. its fun."

taking her hand, i lead her up the stairs into the building, "ill spoil you as much as you want cowgirl."

"youre such a sweet talker city boy. for someone who, supposedly, is a serial bachelor youre a total flirt."

"nah, i only flirt with you," i tell her, truthfully. part of me said it to see her all flustered but really there isnt a point in lying about it.

i know everyones got me figured out already, the guys and their girls are better gossipers than the real housewives. not that id know anything about the real housewives. i definitely dont watch that shit.

"thats exactly what im talking about," shes giggling as we walk into the giant room filled to the brim with investors, partners, staff, clients, a bunch of people i really want to avoid. i was about to lead her over to the bar when we run into someone conveniently.

her father. that i work with. awesome.

"cameron! thought i wouldnt be able to catch you tonig- y/n? pumpkin what are you doing here?"

"dad! were in public can you maybe not call me that-"

i let a smile peak through, "pumpkin?" its just too easy to tease her.

"rafe," she sends me a warning, and you know she means business when she uses my "government name" as she likes to call it.

i throw my hands up in defense jokingly.

"its good to see you y/l/n," i reach out to shake her dads hand, "i invited her, hoping a friendly face would make the night more barrable. i hope thats alright with you."

"nah its good for her. she needs to get out more. i trust youll take care of her."

"dad!" she raises her tone while keeping a hushed voice, "dont talk about me like im not here. please."

"you kids have fun tonight," her dad wraps an arm around her before pressing a small kiss to her temple before shaking my hand again, "good to see you rafe. take care of my little girl."

i nod with a smile as he walks away, heading over to a table of some other clients i recognize.

"unbelievable! rafe im so sorry that was embarrassing. he doesnt know how to act normal. i shouldnt let him out of the house. i need to put him in a home."

"cowgirl, youre rambling. its fine, i get it. hes a dad its his job to embarrass you a little."

she rolls her eyes leading the way back to the bar like we intended in the first place. leaning against the bar she tells the bartender her order and mine, already knowing id like a whiskey.

how am i not supposed to like this girl so much when she knows me so well? i dont care if we come from two completely different backgrounds. a part of me knows this is the girl for me.

taking our drinks i lead her over to our table for the night, pulling out her seat for her to sit when suddenly i see some investors walking my way.

i knew id have to work a little tonight but it doesnt stop me being disappointed from being pulled away from her.

the night goes on, i introduce her to a few of the people i know better than others, but i give her the chance to mingle when she wants too. shes so well spoken and holds her own well.

shes mesmerizing.

at one point i return from the restroom, and when i come back i see that after i stepped away one of the investors sons is making conversation with her.

hes far too close to her for my liking, touching her arm subtly, desperately trying to make her laugh. but i can see shes only doing it to be polite.

i step up right beside her, my hand naturally falling to the small of her back. innocently of course.

"jared! good to see you man, your dad let you come?"

theres nothing i love to see more than his confidence faulter. he needed to be put in his place, what can i say?

im just happy i was the one to get to do it.

"yea... yea he did. it was good seeing you rafe. nice meeting you...?" he smiled in her direction, asking for one more chance silently, i couldnt contain my laughter.

"have a nice night jared. tell your dad ill see him at mondays meeting," and with that i lead her away in the direction of our table.

"you didnt have to be so rude to him you know?"

"cowgirl, that was hardly rude of me. i was doing him a favor."

she plasters on an offended face, pretending to clutch her pearls, "how dare you, im a catch. hed be so lucky to have me, and so would you."

god, shes such a tease.

believe me gorgeous. i know id be so lucky to have you. its all i think about.

[ masterlist ]

[lila-rae]

saw convo with zendaya and Megan M. … and it made me wonder.; there was a time when zendaya did call herself biracial and mixed like on Instagram she has post saying mixed Audrey Hepburn… she hashtagged one saying “ambiguous”. And on Twitter she’s answered tweets saying I’m mixed. But it seems 8 9 years ago that wasn’t accepted .. why do you think it’s accepted now in 2025 for Megan to say she’s biracial and the black community is ok with it now? Curious on your input you have good ones 😌

This is actually one of my favorite conversations though it tends to piss people off.

First off we need to define what race is. It’s the division of groups based on phenotypes (ie how you look and there’s like 4 or 5 recognized races). So racially they’re both Black as they both have melanated skin and features indicative of African ancestry. It also should be noted that the concept of race is really to other anything that isn’t white, so though they also have features that indicate Caucasian descent (a misnomer really) in the racial system we live that doesn’t matter as they can/will never be seen as white.

Now ethnically they are multiethnic or biracial (though again that name suggests you can be two races and you really can’t). They both have one parent of primarily European descent and one parent of primarily African descent.

Meghan tends to state her ethnicity and Z tends to state her race. My theory on why that is, is that Zendaya is actually less racially ambiguous than Meghan. Zendaya seems to have a lot of experience being treated as a Black woman (especially in Hollywood) and going through life that way that I believe she closely identifies with the lived Black experience. Whereas I believe Meghan lived a more racially ambiguous life up until she married PH. There was a whole backlash over her character in suits having a black dad because people didn’t know she was mixed. There was a privilege there to be able to label herself as biracial because of the ambiguity that Zendaya never had.

That being said I truly believe people should be called what they want and be allowed to identify how they so please.

[gardenladysworld]

Starbound hearts

Status: I'm working on it

Pairings: Neteyam x human!f!reader

Aged up characters!

Genre/Warnings: fluff, slow burn, oblivious characters, light angst, hurt/comfort, pining

Summary: In the breathtaking, untamed beauty of Pandora, two souls from different worlds find themselves drawn together against all odds. Neteyam, the dutiful future olo'eyktan of the Omaticaya clan, is bound by the expectations of his people and the traditions of his ancestors. She, a human scientist with a love for Pandora’s wonders, sees herself as an outsider, unworthy of the connection she craves.

Tags: @nerdylawyerbanditprofessor-blog, @ratchetprime211, @poppyseed1031, @redflashoftheleaf

Part 9

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Part 10: To touch

The outpost was quiet, the hum of its systems a familiar background noise as you sat on your bed, staring at the data pad in your hands. The words on the screen blurred as your mind wandered, far from the plant samples and bioluminescent analyses you’d been reviewing. A sigh escaped you, and you set the pad down, leaning back against the wall just to massage your tired eyes.

A soft knock on your door pulled you from your thoughts. One of the younger scientists, Brian, stood there, a boyish grin on his face and a bottle tucked under his arm.

“Hey,” he said, his voice light and cheerful. “We’re having a little... gathering in the lounge. You should come.”

You raised an eyebrow, leaning against the doorframe. “A gathering?”

“Yeah,” he said, stepping closer. “Just the xenobotany team. Some drinks, some laughs. Maybe a game of truth or dare. You know, good, old-fashioned bonding. Kate said you’d be too boring to come, so... prove her wrong?”

You sighed, rolling your eyes at the mention of Kate’s teasing. “I don’t know, Brian. I’ve got—”

“Come on,” he interrupted, flashing a pleading look. “We’ve been stuck on this rock for years. You deserve a little fun. Just an hour, I promise. And if it’s lame, you can leave. Please?” he looked at you, clasping his hands together in mock begging. “We need you to balance out the chaos. You’re the only one who can keep Kate from going rogue.”

A small laugh escaped you despite yourself, and you shook your head. “Fine. But only because I love you guys,” you said, a wry smile tugging at your lips.

Brian pumped a fist in victory. “Yes! You won’t regret it. Promise.”

You doubted that, but you followed him to the common area.

*

The rec room was buzzing with laughter and chatter when you arrived. The team had rearranged the furniture to form a loose circle, and a makeshift table in the center held a few half-empty bottle of some kind of cheap Earth alcohol. Kate was perched on the edge of the couch, mid-story, her hands gesturing animatedly as the others listened, their faces alight with amusement.

“And then,” Kate was saying, barely able to contain her laughter, “the harness snaps, and poor Tim is dangling upside down, yelling, ‘This isn’t in the manual!’”

The room erupted into laughter, and even you couldn’t help but chuckle as you slipped into an open seat. Kate waved you over, patting the seat beside her. “There’s my favorite hermit. I was starting to think you’d forgotten how to socialize.”

You rolled your eyes, settling into the chair. “I’m here, aren’t I?”

Norm passed you a cup, his smile warm. “Glad you could make it. It’s been a while since we’ve all just... hung out.”

Max, sitting across from you, raised his own cup in agreement. “Cheers to that.”

You smiled, taking an empty seat beside her as Norm handed you a cup. “What did I miss?”

“Nothing yet,” Norm said, leaning back with a smirk. “Just the usual chaos. Kate was just regaling us with her latest embarrassing memory.”

“Not embarrassing,” Kate corrected, pointing at him. “Hilarious. There’s a difference.”

Kate leaned in, smirking. “You know, back when Brian tried to impress a Na’vi by speaking their language and accidentally proposed marriage instead.”

Brian groaned, hiding his face in his hands. “I knew that story would come up.”

The room erupted into laughter, and even you couldn’t help but join in. The alcohol was cheap and burned going down, but it wasn’t entirely unpleasant. You let yourself relax as the conversation flowed, each story more ridiculous than the last.

You found a seat on one of the armchairs, sipping your drink as the conversation flowed around you. Kate was in rare form, regaling everyone with stories from her trainee days. One particularly ridiculous tale involved her accidentally gluing herself to a desk during a safety demonstration, and the room erupted in laughter as she acted out the scene.

The mood was light, the banter easy, and for the first time in days, you felt a little of the tension in your chest ease. You let yourself laugh, even chiming in with a few quips as the stories grew wilder. The alcohol loosened tongues and lightened moods, and before long, someone suggested playing truth or dare.

As the laughter died down, Brian leaned forward with a mischievous glint in his eye. “Okay, okay,” he said. “Let’s play truth or dare.”

Kate groaned. “Brian, you live for this, don’t you?”

“You know it,” he replied. “Come on, who’s first?”

The game started innocently enough, with silly dares and harmless truths. Tyler dared Norm to eat an entire spoonful of powdered coffee, which resulted in a coughing fit that left everyone in stitches. Max was asked to confess the worst grade he’d ever gotten during his training, and he sheepishly admitted to failing a chemistry quiz because he’d confused sulfur and silicon.

The game picked up quickly, the cheap alcohol loosening everyone’s inhibitions and making even the most reserved members of the team lean into the fun. Brian, one of the younger members of the xenobotany team, was practically bouncing in his seat, grinning mischievously as he leaned forward.

“Alright, let’s start this properly,” Brian declared, scanning the room. His gaze landed on Kate first. “Kate! Truth or dare?”

Kate rolled her eyes but smirked. “Truth. Let’s ease into this disaster, shall we?”

Brian grinned. “What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever said to a superior?”

Kate didn’t even hesitate. “Oh, easy. I once called the lead botanist ‘Plant Daddy’ by accident. To his face.”

The room burst into laughter, Max nearly choking on his drink. “Please tell me he responded to that,” he managed between gasps.

“Oh, he did,” Kate replied, her voice dry. “He said, ‘I prefer Dr. Grant.’ I think I wanted to crawl under the nearest microscope and die.”

As the laughter died down, Kate rubbed her hands together and turned to Norm. “Your turn. Truth or dare?”

Norm raised an eyebrow, taking a long sip of his drink before replying. “Dare.”

Kate’s grin widened. “Alright, I dare you to chug this entire cup without making a face.”

Norm glanced down at his half-filled cup of the questionable alcohol, then shrugged. “Please. I’ve survived worse.”

The group cheered him on as Norm tipped the cup back and drained it in one go. He managed to keep a straight face for about two seconds before his entire body shuddered, and he sputtered, coughing as the burn hit him.

“Oh, god,” he choked out, his face scrunching up as everyone roared with laughter. “What is this? Paint thinner?”

“Close enough,” Brian said, grinning triumphantly. “But hey, you tried.”

“Alright, Brian,” Norm said once the chaos subsided, pointing a finger at him. “Your turn. Truth or dare?”

“Truth,” Brian said confidently, leaning back in his chair with a smug grin.

Norm tilted his head thoughtfully. “If you could switch jobs with anyone here, who would it be and why?”

Brian grinned. “Obviously Max. Then I could slack off and call it ‘management.’”

Max held a hand to his chest, feigning offense. “Excuse me! My job is integral to this team.”

“Integral to keeping your chair warm,” Kate quipped, and the room dissolved into laughter again as Max threw up his hands.

“Okay, your turn,” Max said, leaning forward with a grin turning toward you.

“Truth”

„What’s the cringiest thing you’ve ever done at the Omaticaya village?”

Everyone turned to look at you expectantly, and you groaned, burying your face in your hands. “My Na’vi talking skills aren’t enough cringe for you?” you tried to deflect.

“Nope,” Kate said, grinning wickedly. “Spill.”

You sighed, setting your cup down. “Fine. It was maybe... my fifth visit? I was trying to joke around with Lo’ak. So I... uh... I threatened to touch him all over his body with my creepy tiny human hands.”

The room erupted into laughter, Max nearly spilling his drink as he doubled over. “You didn’t!” Kate gasped, clutching her stomach.

„Oh, I did!”

“Lo’ak must have been mortified,” Norm said, grinning.

“He was!” you said, laughing along with them. “He jumped back like I’d just threatened to poison him.”

As the laughter died down, you felt a warmth settle in your chest. For a moment, the weight of everything—the pressure, the uncertainty—felt lighter. Here, surrounded by friends and laughter, you let yourself forget the complications of your heart and simply enjoy the moment.

*Flashback – 3 years ago*

The soft hum of the transport reverberated through your feet as you stepped off with Norm and Max. You adjusted your exo-mask out of habit, even though the fit was perfectly snug, the air filters working as seamlessly as ever. Pandora's lush, living expanse stretched before you, the vibrant greens and soft bioluminescent glows making your heart swell with awe—as they always did. No matter how many times you visited the Omaticaya village, the sight of it never failed to take your breath away.

You spotted Kiri and Lo’ak bounding toward you, their movements fluid and full of energy. Their excitement was contagious, and you smiled widely as they greeted you with playful enthusiasm. Kiri reached you first, grabbing your hand and tugging you forward as if you might bolt. Lo’ak, always the charmer, grinned his signature mischievous smile and gave a mock bow.

“Back to grace us with your presence, huh?” he teased.

“Of course,” you replied, smiling. “Who else would put up with you?”

Their laughter was warm, and you found yourself relaxing despite the faint nervousness that always accompanied these visits. You tried not to think about the towering figure lingering near the entrance of the Sully family kelku. You knew he was watching—he always was. Neteyam had a way of observing from a distance that set your pulse racing for reasons you refused to examine too closely.

As you approached, your eyes flicked toward him briefly, catching the faint light in his golden gaze. He stood tall and composed, his arms crossed over his chest, every inch the stoic warrior. Something about his presence was magnetic, grounding even, and yet it left you feeling like your balance might slip if you got too close. You quickly shifted your focus back to Kiri, letting her lead you inside the family’s home.

The interior was warm and inviting, the bioluminescent patterns on the walls casting soft light across the space. You marveled at the woven tapestries and carefully crafted furnishings, each piece an extension of the forest itself. The air was filled with the subtle scent of wood and earth, calming and alive.

“These are beautiful,” you said, your fingers brushing over a hanging tapestry. The texture was rough but intricate, the patterns telling stories you could only begin to understand. “Did you make these, Kiri?”

Kiri’s face lit up with pride. “Some of them. Others are my mother’s. She’s incredible at weaving.”

“She is,” you said, your admiration genuine. “I could never do something this delicate.”

“Maybe I can teach you,” Kiri offered with a grin. “But you’d need to come here more often.”

Before you could respond, Lo’ak piped up, throwing an arm around Kiri’s shoulder. “She should. She’s already half-Na’vi, the way she’s always hanging around.”

Your cheeks warmed at his comment, but you laughed it off. “If that’s your way of inviting me, I’ll take it.”

Lo’ak smirked. “Anytime.”

Still, you couldn’t ignore the way Neteyam’s gaze lingered. You felt the weight of it even as he stayed silent near the wall, his posture relaxed but his presence undeniable. He always seemed to watch from the sidelines, and you often wondered what he thought. Did he see you as an interloper, an outsider trying too hard to fit into a world that wasn’t yours? Or did he feel the same pull that you did—the unspoken connection that hummed between you whenever he was near?

“Neteyam,” Kiri’s teasing voice cut through the quiet. “Are you just going to stand there like a statue?”

You glanced at him, your heart skipping as his golden eyes flicked toward you before quickly darting away. His ears twitched slightly, betraying his discomfort, and he straightened, clearing his throat.

“I am just... observing,” he said, his voice measured and steady.

Lo’ak grinned, clearly enjoying the moment. “Yeah, big bro. Observing her, more like.”

Your face flushed, but you couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up. “Oh, come on, Neteyam,” you said, gesturing to him. “Sit with us. You’re making me nervous, standing there like that.”

For a moment, he hesitated, as if weighing your words. Then, slowly, he joined the circle, his movements deliberate. He sat a few feet away, keeping a respectful distance, but even from there, his presence felt all-encompassing. You tried not to let it affect you, focusing instead on Kiri and Lo’ak’s playful banter.

Your curiosity got the better of you as you turned to Kiri, her dark braids swaying as she laughed. “Can I touch your hair?” you asked tentatively. “It’s so intricate.”

“Of course,” Kiri replied, leaning forward. Her braids shimmered faintly in the soft light as you reached out, your fingers brushing over them with care. The texture was unlike anything you’d felt before—firm yet soft, a perfect harmony of the natural and the crafted.

“It’s beautiful,” you said softly, genuinely in awe. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“Maybe you’ll have braids one day,” Kiri teased. “Then you can really fit in.”

Your laugh was light, but the idea lingered in your mind. You couldn’t help but glance at Neteyam as you spoke, wondering if he thought the same. Was he as curious about you as you were about him?

Kiri beamed, clearly delighted by your interest. “You humans have strange hair too,” she teased, her smile wide. “So light and... fluffy.”

You laughed at that, the sound soft and genuine. “I guess we do. It’s not nearly as beautiful as yours, though.”

Lo’ak snorted from where he was sprawled out nearby. “Kiri’s just showing off because her braids are better than mine.”

“Because I take care of them,” Kiri shot back, sticking her tongue out at him.

Their banter made you laugh again, the warm, musical sound filling the space. Being with them always felt so natural, so easy. You hadn’t expected to feel this level of comfort here, surrounded by a culture and people so different from your own. But with Kiri and Lo’ak, it was like you belonged, even if only for a little while.

Your curiosity was insatiable as you reached out to trace one of the dark blue stripes running along Kiri’s arm. The texture of her skin was fascinating—smooth yet firm, so different from your own. “Your stripes are so unique,” you murmured, your voice filled with wonder. “Do they mean anything?”

Kiri glanced at the lines on her arm, a thoughtful smile playing on her lips. “Not really,” she said. “They’re just... us. Like fingerprints for humans, I guess.”

“That’s incredible,” you said softly, marveling at the intricate patterns that adorned her body. Each stripe seemed perfectly placed, as though painted by an artist’s hand. You couldn’t help but feel a deep admiration for the natural beauty of the Na’vi, a beauty that seemed to harmonize so effortlessly with the world around them.

Your gaze lingered on Kiri’s arm for a moment before curiosity tugged at you again. You turned slightly, your eyes falling on Neteyam. He was sitting quietly, his posture relaxed but his presence commanding. There was something about him that always made your heart flutter, a quiet intensity that drew you in no matter how hard you tried to resist.

You knelt in front of Neteyam, your heart racing as your hand hovered just inches from his arm. The stripes on his skin were mesmerizing, curving and twisting in intricate patterns that seemed to pulse with life. They weren’t just beautiful—they were a testament to the connection he had to this place, to Eywa, to the world you were still learning to understand.

You hesitated, your fingers twitching slightly. “Neteyam,” you said softly, your voice quieter than you intended. “May I...?”

He blinked, his golden eyes meeting yours, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his face. For a moment, you thought he might say no, but then he nodded, his expression calm though you could see the faintest flicker of something behind his eyes—curiosity, maybe, or something deeper.

Gently, you reached out, your fingertips brushing against his forearm. His skin was warm, the texture smooth yet firm, and you marveled at the way the stripes curved along the muscles of his arm. You let your fingers trace one of the lines, following it with careful precision, afraid to press too hard, as though he might pull away.

“Yours are different,” you murmured, your eyes flicking up to meet his for a brief moment before returning to his arm. “The way they curve here... it’s beautiful.”

You saw his ears twitch in response, a small movement that he probably thought went unnoticed. It didn’t. The little gestures, the way his tail swayed or his ears shifted, were all things you’d come to recognize. They spoke volumes, more than words ever could.

Your curiosity got the better of you, and your gaze shifted to his hand. “Your hands,” you said, leaning closer so you could see more closely. You reached out without thinking, gently taking his hand in yours. His hand dwarfed yours entirely, the sheer size of it fascinating. “You have four fingers,” you said, your tone soft with wonder. “Not five like Kiri and Lo’ak.”

“It’s... normal for most Na’vi,” he said, his voice quieter than usual. It was almost hesitant, as though he wasn’t sure why you found it so interesting.

You turned his hand slightly, your fingers brushing over the rough calluses on his palm. “They’re amazing,” you said softly, tracing one of the lines that ran along the base of his fingers. “So strong.”

He didn’t pull away, but his tail flicked behind him, and you noticed the way his shoulders seemed to tense ever so slightly. You felt a twinge of guilt, wondering if you were being too forward, but his lack of protest gave you the courage to continue.

“Does it feel different?” you asked, tilting your head as you compared his four fingers to your five. “Having four instead of five?”

“I wouldn’t know,” he replied, and you couldn’t help but notice how quiet his voice was. “I’ve never had five.”

You laughed softly, the sound breaking the quiet tension between you. “Fair enough,” you said, glancing up at him. His golden eyes were focused on you, watching your every move with an intensity that made your heart flutter.

Holding up your hand, you placed it against his, palm to palm. The difference in size was stark, his hand engulfing yours entirely. “It’s so big,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper. “I knew it would be, but... wow.”

The moment hung in the air, your fingers lightly resting against his. You could feel his warmth, the steady strength of his hand beneath yours. Your gaze flicked up to his face, catching the faint color blooming on his cheeks, the way his ears twitched and his tail swayed more erratically.

“Look at him!” Lo’ak’s voice shattered the quiet moment, and you turned to see him grinning, pointing at Neteyam. “His tail’s going wild! Big bro’s flustered because of her tiny alien hands!”

Your eyes widened in surprise, and before you could think, you turned to Lo’ak, a mischievous grin spreading across your face. “Oh, so you want my tiny alien hands crawling up your body?” you teased, wiggling your fingers at him like claws.

Lo’ak’s grin vanished, his eyes widening in mock horror as he stumbled back. “No, no! Keep those creepy little hands away from me!”

Kiri burst into laughter, doubling over as she clutched her stomach. Even Neteyam, who had been so still and composed moments ago, let out a deep, rich laugh that sent warmth flooding through your chest. It was a sound you hadn’t heard often, and it made your heart ache in the best way.

You turned back to Neteyam, catching the way his laughter softened into a smile as he looked at you. His golden eyes sparkled in the dim light, and for a moment, everything else faded away. The teasing, the laughter, the noise—it all fell into the background. All that mattered was the way he looked at you, like you were the only person in the world.

Your own smile softened, and you felt a quiet joy settle in your chest. Neteyam had always been steady, composed, a figure of strength and responsibility. But here, in this moment, he was just... him. And it felt like a gift, one you hadn’t expected but cherished all the same.

You didn’t know what Eywa intended or where this path would lead, but as you watched him, you thought that maybe, just maybe, this was where you were meant to be.

Part 11

[chaifootsteps]

I love how despite Goose taking a liking to some fan pairings, she won't let it override her character's arcs or her overall series. Same goes with the voice cast. They share support and opinions on shipping but will always remind the fandom to be kind and to remember that no one ship is more canon than the other. I have my own personal favorites but I rather have them never be canon than ruin the series entirely.

Absolutely. The story comes first and that's the way it should be.

[tarnishedsilverjewelry]

hiii!! How are you? I wanted to request jealous Kuai Liang 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾 literally anything with him

Jealous jealous boy

A/n: idk the hate behind Kuai as Scorpion, his character is still (I’d argue) pretty similar to him as Sub Zero?? He’s also still hot (pun intended) I’m also including my hc that the Lin Kuei bros are super tall (like 6’3” MINIMUM) he’s also good at communicating guys TRUST🙏

Warnings: slightly nsfw but nothing overly graphic, Johnny’s a flirt but what else is new, he’s also kind of a jerk, but that’s also not new, Kuai is trying to not burn him alive

“I’m just sayin’ you could be a star with a face like that!” Johnny continued with wide eyes. You giggled shyly and shook your head

“No, no I couldn’t! I’m not the social type..” Johnny laughed and rolled his eyes. “Come on! One scene is all you need for a modeling contract! All you gotta do is smile for the camera after that! I can show you some…poses.” The movie star continued, leaning in closer with a sly smirk

Your face reddened further, and you dropped your eyes down to your lap. In the light of Madame Bo’s restaurant your engagement ring glinted. Kuai Liang had gotten one for you to tie in your family’s more traditional wedding customs. Laying next to it on your finger was a simple metal band with your wedding date engraved into it

Kuai Liang had left for the bathroom some time ago, and left you alone with the Earthrealm champions. This included Johnny Cage. And Johnny was laying it on thick, trying to get you to model with him or be his next big love interest in a movie he fluctuated between the two constantly

You were normally civil with Johnny, however you were much quieter than him and his flirting, even if it was harmless (as the other champions insisted) it still made you uncomfortable.

Tomas growled at the sight, and looked for Kuai Liang. Spotting his brother in the corner talking to an old member of the clan, he could tell his brother was enthralled in the conversation. You were his sister for one! And clearly uncomfortable for another thing.

“Johnny, leave her alone. She is clearly uncomfortable.” He deadpanned, but the actor only laughed harder. “I don’t see a ring on your finger! Trust me if her husband tells to stop I will! Besides I may not know who she’s married to, but he’s not stopping me!” Johnny shrugged his broad shoulders with a good natured smile

Instead of speaking to Johnny again he turned to Bi Han he leaned over to whisper “Bi Han, look at how uncomfortable [Y/n] is. We should do something.” Bi Han looked up from his drink and his gaze landed on the sight of you.

You and Bi Han were not overly close even as brother and sister in law, but he would not take such disrespect to his family. Bi Han growled and stood from his seat, moving briskly to his brother “Brother. Master Fu.” He bowed in respect to his elder before turning to his brother. “Have you checked on your bride recently?” He asked quietly, before leaving to return to his seat.

Kuai Liang blinked in confusion, and turned his head to look at you. Quickly, his confusion turned to Anger at the sight of you and Johnny. Normally, the sight of you all red in the face and flustered was his favorite sights. He enjoyed teasing you and watching you turn red and bury your sweet face in his chest, but he certainly did not enjoy seeing Johnny cage nose to nose with you, clearly flirting with you

His first thought was to burn him to a crisp for even daring to try and flirt with you. His mind darkened and he seemed to enjoy the idea of claiming you over the actors charred corpse. Or perhaps claiming you while he bleeds out and watches.

Kuai Liang took a deep breath, hoping to gain some control of his fire abilities, the last thing he wanted to was burn your soft and delicate skin with his own hands

He practically ran over to you, glaring at him. He loomed over the two of you, casting a shadow over you both. Relief flooded your face when he appeared, and stood up so you could wrap yourself around him. “Woah man, relax! I was just playing, wasn’t gonna do anything! ‘Sides she’s married! I don’t dig married chicks” The actor backpedaled, scooting his chair back to his original spot

Johnny, noticing the glint of a matching wedding ring on Kuai Liangs hand, fully dropped his head and held his hands up in the air

Kuai Liang growled and said “Make sure it doesn’t happen again.” With a finality, before dragging you away from Earthrealm’s champions. He settled the both of you in a dark corner, breathing heavily. “Kuai?” You asked gently, hands gliding gently up his thick arms

“Normally I enjoy seeing you do red in the face…but now I find I don’t enjoy seeing you do red because of that…mediocre actor.” He growled, struggling to not burn your soft hands. “Trust me I prefer you flirting with me too. Johnny just—“ Kuai scoffed loudly “You’re on a first name basis now?”

You giggled at him “He’s on a first name basis with everyone! Now will you let me finish?” Your husband nodded, eyes blazing. “Johnny just makes poorly hidden innuendos and tries to shove a camera in my face. You and I both know I don’t enjoy that. I’d much rather spend my time with you, okay?” Your hands left his biceps and cupped his face lovingly

Kuai Liang felt a peace wash over him, and his mind stopped spiraling. “I know. But I..I just saw how close he was and I..saw red. I guess. In my heart I know you wouldn’t respond to his feeble attempts to woo you. But…i didn’t.”

You smiled up at him with those pretty, pretty eyes and he felt the flames of anger extinguished. “I know, Kuai. But as a bonus..I kind of liked how you were acting. Is it bad to say it was hot?” The pyromancer chuckled “Oh?”

Turning a pretty shade of red, you nodded. “Jealously looks good on you,with my last partner I thought it was…unattractive. But with you it’s hot.” You admitted, burying your face in his chest.

Lovingly, Kuai Liangs hands rubbed along your curves and he crooned softly in your ear for most of the night, enjoying the way your face reddened

However whenever Johnny looked your way, he was met with heavy glares from scorpion that left him uncomfortable

[stars-n-spice]

TBB X EPIC - Pt. 1

Nothin' like combining two fixations into one.

Kid you not, after the Ithaca Saga was released, I couldn't listen to anything else until like a day ago. And even then what I listened to was other songs from other sagas.

Anywho! I've had this AU idea in my head for a while now (like sometime in November) and now that the whole musical has been officially released, I had the motivation to put the idea onto digital paper.

So, without further ado, here is the first bit of:

The Bad Batch!

Hunter -> Odysseus Omega -> Telemachus Echo -> Athena Tech -> Tiresias Wrecker -> Polites Crosshair -> Eurylochus NOT PICTURED: Batcher -> Argos

I tried to make the characters match up as much as possible, but some are more fitting than others. Don't think about it too much.

Check out more here!

Pt. II - The Baddies Batch Pt. III - The Bad Guys All - Final Part

Individual doodles + lyrics under the cut!

Hunter as Odysseus for obvious reasons

He's the dad and the captain/sergeant of the group who'd do anything for his family

I'm sure we would've seen him go full Monster™️ just to get Omega back in S3 if the plot had called for it

His little headband can be a wreath :)

Sure he's not as cunning as og Odysseus but oh well

No idea who Astyanax would be though

Echo as Athena because I wasn't sure where to put him originally

For the longest time I thought about Fennec being Athena but then realized I didn't have Echo as any of the characters so I had him take her place instead

He helps out/trains Omega as Athena does for Telemachus - or should I say, she takes him under her wing?

Then I realized it somewhat fits because Echo is a strategist much like Athena

Wrecker as Polites because they're rays of sunshine who could do no wrong

It is hilarious to picture him singing Polites' part in the musical though because Steve's voice is so high and very much not what Wrecker's singing voice would sound like

That's literally it - I'm so sad that my favorite gets killed so early into the musical :(

Tech as Tiresias because he's all-knowing and not-so-good at seeing

Didn't know where else to place him

Fun fact! "No Longer You" is my favorite song from the entire musical

Crosshair as Eurylochus because of the falling out he has with Odysseus (i.e. Hunter) despite how close they are

Makes poor choices that they genuinely believe are justified

Value loyalty and transparency and when that's broken, so is the trust and relationship they have with the person who broke it

Like with Wrecker, it's funny picturing him singing Eurylochus' parts because Armando's voice is so deep

Omega as Telemachus for the obvious reason of being Hunter's kid so by default she gets the role

She's got Telemachus' passion and strength though - albeit if she's still naive and in need of a mentor

Batcher gets to be Argos too

[tf2occontest]

Flynn McKinney VS Maple Linwood/The Marksman

(Full matchup list here)

Alright team, here's a recap: This is a contest to determine who amongst you will take the top of the leaderboards and be hired at TFI! Simply put, whoever gets the most votes gets to move on, and whoever doesn't... Well. They'll be put down swiftly and cleanly. :}

So, mann your stations, because here are your contestants! Vote for your favorite mercenary who you want to win the TF2 OC Contest! - P

OC INFO UNDER THE CUT!

We highly encourage you to take a peek to make your decision!

Flynn McKinney

@connicoxd

Image credit: @/connicoxd

Flynn is a huntsman sniper. Flynn is honestly one of my more undeveloped ocs, but this is why I wanted to enter him in this contest, so I could put time into developing him more, and I've found myself liking him more and more since I've spent so much time focused on him. I think he's a pretty interesting character and I would be over the moon if he won.

Moving onto lore, Flynn didn't have a good upbringing, his uncle was the only adult in his life who wasn't mistreating him, and his uncle happens to be his biggest inspiration. When he became a legal adult, he left his abusive parents and moved in with his uncle whilst he was trying to get himself a stable job and home, eventually getting a job at Mann.Co as a sniper.

Flynn gets along with all his fellow mercs, he may have moments where he doesn't always get along, but he mostly just gets on with his day. He's closest to the team's Heavy, Dominik, who is his boyfriend. However he cannot stand the team's Spy, Asher, who he personally feels is judgemental and nit-picky towards him. When it came to why he decided to become a sniper, it all links back to his uncle, who, just like Flynn, was a sniper himself, eventually retiring so he could stay home and be near his nephew. Flynn's uncle taught him everything he knows, which inspired Flynn to pursue the same job his uncle had.

Maple Linwood/The Marksman

@fishiiwasdrawing

Image credit: @/fishiiwasdrawing

Marksman, or Maple Linwood, by her name you can already tell shes supposed to be like sniper, unlike him thoo, she uses a crossbow as a main weapon! (With the Karambit knife being her melee)

Traits? Shes sassy and sometime to the point person, but hey when she can shes like the mother of the group shes supposed to be a 10th class of the team, supporting sniper's job somewhat I never really tried to do these type of stuff, so I thought it'll be fun to join in! Uhm she shld win bc shes cool an allat /JOKE

Lore? Nothing much, shes just a child from a famous fashion designer, running away from home (after so much neglect from her mom)

How does she interact? Shes close to sniper (Ill give you exactly 5 sec to guess why), but she mostly have fun around them, they made her felt more welcome as a family than her mother can…, seeing Heavy as a father figure, and maybe close with Engineer (as friends) They were supposed to be like Sniper, in a way that her job was supposed to help his job easier (ending up in sniper and marksman on a rivalry, before they go and kiss eachother or smthn)