#time to go on a mini analysis

[everyryuujisuguro]

[merlinfromberlin]

Never have I ever seen a smile this fake.

[raayllum]

I actually think that out of the two, Callum would have harder time understanding Ethari than Runaan for 2 main reasons.

1) Runaan and his motivations/past like an assassin is reminiscent of Rayla. They both won't be deterred from their duty, are willing (like Ezran and more so like Callum) willing to turn to violence/murder as a last resort. It's an idea that he's familiar with and seen his own family members participate in; while for Callum, it's usually been deeply personal (he wanted to hunt down Viren because Rayla did; Harrow killed Avizandum because of Sarai) it's still something he's seen up close and personal, and he knows how raised-as-an-assassin Rayla works. Even Ezran is more greater good/a collective protector focused. While he may not be like Runaan, Callum can understand Runaan. And given that Callum has also murdered people (3x09), been willing to be complicit in the murder of strangers in order to keep Rayla alive (5x08), and done dark magic repeatedly (which seems to be somewhat considered worse than just outright murder)... I think Runaan might end up being more surprised of what he's like rather than Callum struggling the other way around

2) He's been Ethari, but doesn't act like Ethari. The only reason he stayed at home by himself was because Rayla was missing and he had no real way to find her; the idea of letting his partner walk out the door to face danger alone in any real conceivable way is basically unfathomable to him until 4x09, and while he does let Rayla go, it is just about the only time we see him make that choice, and any time after that he is still routinely coming to her rescue/aid in all things. Secondly, there are direct parallels between his reunion (4x02/4x03) and reconciliation (4x09) with Rayla, in terms of initially being angry / walking away, and then taking her hand/hugging her and welcoming her back into their lives. He too has had a journey of accepting what Rayla is like about her duty, and that she may never change, and it is a 'necessary part of loving' her.

The main difference, however, is that Callum never walks out of her life in the first place. He attempts to go, but upon seeing her face he can't bring himself to, and he stays. Callum never gives Rayla significant reason to doubt him (hence her hopefulness at coming back and rekindling their relationship) or doubt that he'll help her (5x04 getting her to share her burdens with him, whereas in 7x04 with Runaan and Ethari at first she closes right back up). Ethari has one of the least non violent occupations in the series (even if it does involve making weapons), meanwhile Callum is a regular combatant as a mage and in general being willing to turn to violence/violent means. He loves specifically, as Ethari does, but isn't attached to Places so much as he is solely to people.

[orange-dreamzer]

Let me drop my craziest theory (lmao)

Might be long so I'm putting it under a cut

Nightmare reads a lot of books. That's confirmed in canon, and while I don't know what he likes about it, he still gets all information from those books! It's likely how he forms "experiences".

I'd imagine then that Dream is the opposite. I also like to think he can't read anyway xd he doesn't get information and experience from pages but from things he sees and does every day (even if some of those are probably going to be repressed)

Now there's a thing that's been talked about a lot, at least for me in my class, where kids that are on their phones a lot and don't play with actual real people, they become distant; they dont form experiences, they don't know how to communicate with others right, they won't know how to handle difficult emotions and situations because they never learned from anything

Books are different from phones, but I believe that it still had the largely same effect for Night. He didn't really talk or play with other people beside Dream (plus, the bullying aspect), and while he's introverted there's probably a socialization meter he has to fulfill. I know how it can affect someone when that meter isn't met, plus a large group of people (for him this is the villagers) doesn't seem to like you and the Only people you socialise with are people that always agree with you/were already close to you/however it's best described. It's going to drive you insane eventually.

While that probably changed some time for Nightmare after acquiring his group, it's likely still possible that he had been incredibly awkward with/around them the first years, and even after learning right he still didn't know how to handle big social situations. Not to mention that since he didn't exactly get any experiences on his way, he likely also can't handle big, complex emotions, maybe explaining part of his insanity?

It's why I believe that Nightmare still has a partially soft core, he's not exactly learned quite a lot in that regard. Dream has experiences and he learns, so he could handle those big feelings at least a little better. He's got some tough shell around his soul?

Yeah rambling over... maybe lemme know what you think? (!!)

[lesbianwyllravengard]

Number one Ada Wong fan I’m scurrying up to you as a pathetic lover of the blonde sad lil guy. I just wanted to know. Why do you think Ada kissed him in re2??????????

Ada showed signs of genuinely being attracted to Leon, though maybe not as much as he clearly was to her. That being said, I honestly think it was a tactic that she considered would be effective in getting Leon to stop talking, and also giving him the boost of confidence he was clearly in need of. She could tell he was attracted to her (who wouldn't be😩), and even if those feelings might've been reciprocated in the slightest, Ada would never have allowed herself that kind of affection if it wasn't advantageous to her situation. Maybe she also enjoyed it a little, but her purpose for kissing him was to encourage him to finally get off her back in a way that would be helpful to her. Leon spends the entire game after they meet trying to follow Ada around and "help" her when she never asks for it nor needs it, and even when she eventually allows him to tag along, it's reluctant - and she's always on edge, always looking for a way out. She knew they'd have to separate eventually, and the the sooner the better, because Leon was not just a cop, he was also a naïve young man who wanted to be the hero, and that was detrimental to Ada's mission from the start.

Ada is incredibly smart and perceptive, and so she realises about halfway through that her tactics to get Leon off her back have all failed and only gotten him to want to help her more. So she switches gears, allows him along, starts to actually care about him against her will, and then realises that because of Leon's hero instincts, she could get him to help from a distance by playing up her injury. She never goes so far as to be out of character (telling him not to push it when he offers to carry her) but she definitely could've completed her mission without him, and when she walks up to him towards the end, she's hardly limping. But despite wanting to help her the whole time, when she finally gives Leon something to do, he begins arguing that he shouldn't get involved (which is what Ada was telling him the whole time. Lol.) Whether he was aware of it or not (and he honestly probably wasn't aware of it) he was looking for her validation, he just wasn't giving her the chance to say anything. So she shut him up with a kiss, that he very much liked, and used his dazed state to encourage him.

Again, I'm not saying she didn't also enjoy it - we know she certainly cared a lot about him, to the point where she was willing to forfeit her entire mission just because she couldn't kill him. (And I could also talk forever about how faking her death was not just to benefit her but also to help Leon move on but that's another discussion). My point is that Ada wouldn't have kissed Leon just because she wanted to. She'd have to have another reason, another motive that was pertinent to her job, in order to do something like that. And her guess was right, because it worked in her favour.

We do also have to be aware of capcom's misogyny, and how they've always used Ada's character to be the mysterious, sexy love interest of Leon's and nothing else. Now she does get to be more, she does get to be her own character, but they still can't stop tying her to Leon. So this explanation of mine is an attempt to explain the in-game reasoning behind Ada's actions as a character, ignoring capcom's reasoning of having Ada kiss Leon just because they wanted that to happen all along. If that makes sense

Thank you for this ask!!! I love Ada asks

[cheeekycharchar]

When you're trying to adult and get real life things done but a small brain itch turns into another full on meta analysis essay.... help!

I can't stop overthinking about Good Omens and it's becoming a serious problem.

And the only cure is a Season 3 with a dash of South Downs Cottage ending D:

[alinathinkstoomuch]

1-800-CALL ME, FAKE FIANCÉ

pairing: aaron hotchner x reader summary: (part of my mini fake-fiancé series) the fbi agent you met at the bar helped you out of a jam so you decide to pay him a visit at work. warnings | a/n: unhinged reader, rossi being a lil instigator, reader has no shame in her game at ALL & makes the first move, the usual banter & chem, channelling all the rom-com feels word count: 3.3k

✧ masterlist | first part can be found here | third part can be found here

It had been a week since your little fake fiancé fiasco, and while it had been enough to satisfy your mob group of fake friends and stop them from asking questions, it wasn’t enough to satisfy your questions.

Because now, you were curious – dangerously so.

You couldn’t concentrate on much else. It was ridiculous. Absurd. Completely unnecessary. And yet…

You had googled him.

You had googled Aaron Hotchner.

And oh boy did you find things.

FBI Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner. Head of some ultra-serious-sounding department in behavioural analysis. There were articles. Court cases. Mentions of serial killers – plural. You even found a grainy news clip of him giving a statement outside a police station, looking all important and broody.

And as if that wasn’t enough, there were forums. Entire internet threads dedicated to the man. Debates on how often he smiled. Speculation on his past. A truly unhinged corner of the internet where a small but passionate group of people seemed convinced he had once been a male model.

You may or may not have spent a questionable amount of time scrolling through that last one.

But none of this answered the real question: why did an FBI Unit Chief go along with your ridiculous fake fiancé charade without hesitation? That was not normal federal agent behaviour. You were pretty sure actual government employees had policies against indulging unhinged strangers.

Which led you here. More specifically in the FBI headquarters parking lot.

Okay, you were actually insane. But you had good intentions. Intentions of thanking him properly for the night of madness he had endured.

So, you had baked him cookies. Because, according to your mother, the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach – which was a wildly inappropriate saying to be applying to an FBI agent, but here you were.

You took a deep breath, staring up at the intimidating glass doors, clutching your box of cookies like it was a ticking time bomb. This was fine. Completely normal. People brought cookies to law enforcement all the time… right?

Swallowing your nerves, you marched inside, heels clicking against the polished floor as you approached the receptionist’s desk. The woman behind the counter barely glanced up as she typed away at her computer.

“Hi! Uh, could you do me a favour and give these to an Aaron Hotchner?” you asked, setting the box down with a nervous smile. “He’s, um, Unit Chief of something very official and serious, which I’m sure you already know, but I just wanted to thank him because he helped me out of a situation – not like a legal situation, nothing weird, I’m not a criminal or anything – oh my God, that sounded suspicious –”

The receptionist finally looked up, blinking slowly. “Ma’am?”

You let out an awkward laugh, waving a hand. “I mean, technically, everyone is a criminal in some way, right? Like, who hasn’t jaywalked or taken a pen from a bank? Oh my God, I’m not confessing to anything, I just –”

“Ma’am,” the receptionist interrupted, her voice flat. “Are you delivering something, or…?”

“Wow, you guys are really strict on the whole professionalism thing, huh?” You huffed, then quickly corrected yourself. “Not that I’m not professional. I can be professional. I wore a blazer once.” You paused, glancing at her name badge. “Clarissa! I am delivering cookies. They are divine, you can have one if you’d like?”

Clarissa squinted at you, clearly debating whether or not to press a panic button – one that, realistically, would probably result in you being swarmed by tactical agents in full riot gear.

Was that even the FBI? Or was that, like… SWAT? Was SWAT part of the FBI? Were you about to go down for cookie-related crimes?

“Are you cleared to be here?” she asked.

“Depends on your definition of cleared –”

“Alright, sweetheart, let’s take a breath before you actually incriminate yourself.”

You spun around to find none other than David – if you recalled correctly – standing behind you, looking just as entertained as he did back at the jazz bar, his eyes bouncing between the cookies and you. “Well, well. If it isn’t Hotch’s fiancée.”

“Not his fiancée anymore!”

“Sure. And I’m not Italian.”

You shook your head, exhaling dramatically. “I just made him some cookies as a thank you. Do you mind passing them on to him, please? And then I can get out of yours and Clarissa’s hair. You have fabulous hair, both of you, by the way.”

Clarissa stared at you like you were personally responsible for every inconvenience that had ever befallen her. Rossi, on the other hand, grinned like you had just made his entire day.

“You know what? No,” he said, shaking his head. “You should give them to him yourself.”

Your stomach dropped. “Oh, no, that’s not necessary –”

“I insist.”

Clarissa folded her arms. “She’s not authorised to be here.”

Rossi rolled his eyes. “Clarissa, I’ve worked in this building longer than some agents have been alive. If I say she’s authorised, she’s authorised.”

Clarissa let out a long-suffering sigh but didn’t argue further.

“Come on, sweetheart. Let’s go surprise Hotch.”

You let out a weak laugh. “Oh. Yay.”

Rossi led you through security and about four different hallways before you found yourself in an elevator. You barely had time to process what was happening before you were stepping into a bullpen that made your brain go fuzzy. There were far too many people in suits, all looking intimidatingly competent.

A woman with blonde hair and a bright cardigan – finally someone who understood the power of colour – shot you an intrigued glance over the top of her glasses.

“I really don’t think this is necessary, David,” you whispered. “You guys look like busy, busy people, and I just wanted to bring some cookies. I don’t think Hotch will appreciate being called out of his very legitimate FBI career just for me.”

“Oh, I know he won’t.”

“Okay, now you’re making me panic, and I have a habit of jumping to conclusions when I’m under a lot of stress. Please, really, it’s no big deal –”

“Yeah, Hotch mentioned something along those lines,” Rossi hummed as the two of you came to a halt in front of a door, to which he knocked before stepping inside.

You followed hesitantly, barely making it over the threshold before you locked eyes with Hotch, who was standing behind his desk, looking very confused.

Rossi gestured at you grandly. “Look who I found wandering the FBI headquarters.”

“Okay, that makes me sound like a stalker and – wow, okay, I guess maybe I am a stalker, but the good kind, I promise! I come in peace. And with cookies… as a thank you.”

“I’ll leave you two lovebirds to it,” Rossi grinned, giving you a nudge as he sauntered out, shutting the door behind him with far too much enthusiasm.

Hotch, still staring at you like you had just crash-landed into his office from another dimension, slowly folded his arms. “Should I be concerned?”

“Not until you try one of these,” you said, flipping open the lid of the cookie box, only for your smile to falter the second you actually registered what was inside.

Heart-shaped cookies. Pink frosting. Extra sprinkles.

Oh no.

You stared at them. Then at Hotch. Then back at them.

He was still staring too, looking at the cookies like they were an active FBI case file he wasn’t quite sure how to classify.

You let out half a laugh. “Oh. Oh, boy.”

Hotch raised a brow, arms still crossed, looking every bit the intimidating federal agent he was.

“Okay, I know what this looks like,” you groaned, snapping the box shut like that would somehow undo the visual catastrophe. “I got slightly carried away – as I tend to – and my mind just kind of… took its own course when I was making them. I wasn’t thinking about you – well, I was thinking about you, but not like that, I swear. I just – ugh – I put a little bit myself into them.”

Hotch tilted his head. “Yourself?”

You nodded, slowly reopening the box as if the cookies might suddenly jump out and throw up edible glitter all over his office. “You know… they’re kind of chaotic but well-intentioned, possibly too much but ultimately harmless –”

“How did you find me here?”

“Oh. That.”

He just stared at you.

You cleared your throat, suddenly very interested in the cookie box. “Well, it’s not that hard, you know? I have a great memory, and I did get a pretty solid look at your badge – after I thought you were going to murder me, of course – so I just… searched you up.”

His brows lifted.

You panicked. “But only to figure out where you work so I could bring you cookies! That’s it! I had every intention of leaving them with Clarissa but your friend David saw me and said I should bring them up myself. And well… now I’m here.”

Hotch’s hand pinched the bridge of his nose. “Of course he did.”

You rocked on your heels, watching him carefully. “Sooo… does this mean I’m officially on an FBI watchlist, or is that, like, a separate process?”

Hotch exhaled, lowering his hand. “You’re not on a watchlist.”

“Oh.”

His brows furrowed. “Would you like to be?”

“I feel like I shouldn’t answer that without a lawyer present,” you mumbled, setting the cookies down on his desk.

“So, let me get this straight. You looked me up, managed to talk your way into a federal building without authorisation all just to bring me heart-shaped cookies?”

You lifted a finger. “Okay, first of all, let’s not make this sound like an obsession – I googled you. That’s a normal thing people do! It’s called being informed. And second, the hearts were an accident. I only had one cookie cutter. You think I wanted to show up here looking like some lovesick lunatic?”

Hotch glanced at the cookies, then back at you. “…Yes.”

“Okay, well, this has been fun,” you said, dusting your hands before adjusting your jacket. “Enjoy the cookies, and thanks again for the other night,” you continued, already backing toward the door. “I have not had my name mentioned once in the Veronica Posse group chat since, and for the first time in years, I have actually known peace.”

“Wait,” he called just as you reached for the door handle. You spun around to face him. “Why did you really come here?”

You paused before speaking.

“I need a fiancé again,” you blurted out before you could stop yourself. “Yup. Need one again, preferably the same one, but this time it’s my parents hounding me, and they’ve already arranged a dinner and everything.”

Hotch opened his mouth, then closed it. A second passed. Then another. Finally – “You’re joking, aren’t you?”

“I am,” you beamed, completely unbothered by the scowl on his face. Hotch looked like he was about to reply, but his phone began ringing. He glanced down at it on the desk.

“Alright, really leaving now. I’ll let you get back to all this serious business,” you said, but then a realization dawned, making you pause.

Hotch looked back up, brows raising slightly. “What is it?”

You shifted, glancing toward the door, then back at him. “So, funny thing… I don’t actually know how to get out of here.”

Hotch sighed, shaking his head as he pressed a button to silence his phone before slipping it into his suit jacket. “I’ll walk you out.”

“Oh, no need,” you replied quickly, waving him off. “I’ll just ask David – he loves helping me.”

Hotch gave you a flat look. “Absolutely not.”

You blinked innocently. “Why? He was so excited to see me earlier. You should have heard him, all like Oh, if it isn’t Hotch’s fiancée! He really sells it.”

“That’s exactly why,” Hotch muttered, already moving toward the door.

You followed Hotch out of his office, barely managing to keep up with his long strides. “Wow, you walk fast,” you huffed, adjusting your purse on your shoulder. “Is this an FBI thing? Do you all just power walk everywhere?”

He slowed his pace ever so slightly so you could catch up. As you glanced around, you noticed several pairs of eyes discreetly watching the two of you – one of them being David who had zero shame in making his interest known. You offered him a small wave to which he responded with a not-so-subtle wink. When your eyes landed on Hotch he was watching the exchange.

“Keep walking.”

“I am,” you whispered back, trying not to laugh. “I just happen to also be social.”

“That’s unfortunate.”

You gasped, doing a light two step jog to catch up. “Gosh, what happened to ‘Marry me, sweetheart?’”

“You called it nonsense, remember?”

“I did,” you admitted. “But that was after you said something that was incredibly true about me.”

Hotch threw you a curious glance. “And what was that?”

“That I’m too good to consider that group of women my friends, especially ones I feel the need to impress.”

Hotch didn’t say anything right away, just reached for the door, pushing it open and holding it for you. As you stepped past him, you caught the smallest trace of something in his expression, something very close to approval.

Stepping into the hallway, you glanced around, already feeling disoriented. “This place is like a maze,” you muttered, spinning in a small circle before looking back at him. “How do you manage to not get lost here?”

“Spatial awareness.”

Before you could question him further, you felt his hands on your arms, gently guiding you to the left just as you were about to head right.

“Oh. Wow. Okay.”

His lips twitched. “You were about to walk into a closet.”

You glanced back at the door you had almost pushed open. “That’s not a closet. That’s –” You squinted at the sign. “Okay, that’s definitely a closet.” You sighed dramatically, walking ahead this time – making sure to pretend like you totally knew where you were going. “See? This is why I need a fake fiancé. Navigation assistance.”

His voice followed you, dry as ever. “That’s what Google Maps is for.”

You turned, walking backwards now, arms crossed. “Yeah, well, Google Maps doesn’t have your spatial awareness, does it?”

“You’d rather rely on me for directions?”

You stopped walking, tilting your head. “Huh. Good point. Maybe I should just take my chances with the closet.”

Hotch sighed, stepping past you. “Come on. I’ll make sure you get out of here without accidentally locking yourself in a supply room.”

You grinned, following him. “See? Fake fiancé duties are still active.”

This time, you definitely didn’t miss the half-smile he tried to hide.

After what felt like literal hours of navigating the endless, identical floors and hallways of the FBI, the two of you finally stepped outside. Freedom at last, you thought, basking in the sight of the actual sun – something you’d only glimpsed through windows you were convinced had some kind of tint designed to make the inside of the building feel even duller.

“Do you know where you parked?”

You scoffed, waving a dismissive hand. “Uh, duh. What do you take me for?”

Hotch just looked at you.

You blinked.

Then, very slowly, you turned your head, scanning the parking lot.

Oh, no.

Where did you park?

You wracked your brain, desperately trying to retrace your steps, but the problem was… you hadn’t exactly been focused when you arrived. You had just parked somewhere and hoped for the best. But now, with Hotch watching you like a disapproving parent, the pressure was on.

You pointed vaguely toward a random row of cars. “It’s… that way.”

Hotch didn’t even bother looking. “No, it’s not.”

You spun back to him. “Excuse me?”

“You’re guessing.”

“I am not.”

“You’re stalling.”

“I am not!”

Hotch arched a single, knowing brow.

You huffed. “Fine. I may be stalling. But in my defence, I had a lot on my mind when I got here!”

Hotch inhaled, glancing at his watch. “Just describe what your car looks like and what you remember seeing when you got here.”

You frowned, thinking. “Okay, so, my car is… car-shaped.”

His stare was unmoving.

You cleared your throat. “It’s, uh… blue. Or, like, bluish. Depends on the lighting.”

“Anything else?”

You squinted at the parking lot, hoping for divine intervention. “I think I was near… a pole?”

“There are multiple poles.”

“A very specific pole.”

“Right.”

You groaned, rubbing your temples. “Ugh, this is so unfair. I have many talents, okay? Parking lot navigation is just not one of them.”

“Shocking,” he muttered before moving toward one section of the parking lot. “Let’s start from here.”

You followed, chewing the inside of your cheek.

A few minutes later – after much grumbling, a completely unnecessary debate about why all parking lots look the same, and one slightly humiliating moment where you tried to unlock someone else’s car – Hotch finally spotted your actual vehicle.

“Would you look at that! There she is, in all her glory!” you sang and this time, when you hit the unlock button, the lights actually flashed. Progress.

You pulled open the driver’s side door and tossed your purse inside before turning back to Hotch. “Thank you… again.” You let out a laugh. “It feels like that’s all I ever say to you.”

Hotch gave a small shrug, hands finding his pockets. “You do seem to require a lot of rescuing.”

“Alright, alright.” You pointed a manicured finger at him. “Despite what you might think, I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself. I just happen to have a mild navigational deficiency and… questionable taste in men. And friends, apparently – according to my ex fake fiancé.”

“Sounds like you’re finally learning.”

You rolled your eyes, sliding into your seat. “I hate that you’re good at this.”

“Good at what?”

“Reading people.” You gestured vaguely in his direction. “It’s very annoying.”

He smiled at you, one hand slipping from his pocket to rest against the edge of your car door. “I’ll try to be worse at my job next time.”

You leaned forward, placing your arms on the steering wheel with a playful spark in your eye. “Listen, Hotch, Hotchner, Aaron – I have a slight confession to make before I go.”

“That sentence doesn’t exactly inspire confidence.”

“This one’s harmless. Promise.”

Hotch stood there, shaking his head like he could not believe he was still standing there entertaining this conversation.

You tapped a finger against the wheel. “So, if mid-cookie bite you accidentally choke on a piece of paper, do not be alarmed – well, actually do be alarmed. I don’t want you to die before you’ve asked me out on a date.” You flashed him a pointed look. “But it’s my number – since apparently, having my address isn’t enough.”

“You hid your number in food?”

“Listen, it was either that or carve it into your desk with a knife, and I figured that would raise some concerns with your co-workers.”

Hotch pinched the bridge of his nose again, muttering something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like why me?

“But, you do have my number now, so really, the ball is in your court, Hotchner.”

“Is it?”

You nodded, sitting up straighter. “Mhm. And just so we’re clear – I expect a dramatic, over-the-top use of it. Maybe a cryptic, we need to talk text. Or a mysterious meet me at midnight type of situation.”

Hotch’s lips twitched. “You’d rather I text you about urgent matters than, say… just a normal conversation?”

“Aaron Hotchner, are you saying you want to have a normal conversation with me?”

He sighed, stepping back from your car. “Drive home, before I change my mind about letting you leave.”

You smirked, finally turning on the ignition. “Oh, so you let me leave now? That is so controlling of you.”

Hotch shook his head as he shut your door—just in time for you to lift a hand, making a finger phone gesture and mouthing Call me.

tags - @fandomscombine @dohmeti

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[bunni-v1]

okay no im with you. ifa is just itto but a lot less dumb from what ive seen. (im reaching out to grab him and smash his against the table in my fist /pos)

so what kind of man is ifa? romatically, sexually, in any sense. how would he treat you/go after you/display his love? how romantic and sexual is he, and how desperate and pent up is he?

im sat and im listening intently. the thinking cap is on.

Loving Ifa

🍓Hi mini, sorry about the wait, I wanted to finish the event before I answered this to be sure I had a good grasp on his character. Think of this as a character analysis through the lens of a lovesick puppy, if you will.

Tw: NSFW (undercut); rough sex; overstimulation; squirting

Info: Ifa x Reader; Fluff; NSFW

Who is Ifa?

To put it simply, well, he's simple. He likes simple things, and he likes things easy. Not to say he can't handle it when things are tough, he's a level-headed guy when he needs to be, but it'd be much nicer if nothing bad happened ever. He enjoys simple pleasures like fresh vegetables from Ororon's garden, the wind on his skin as he glides through the air, and the gentle trilling of his saurian companions after a job well done.

He's friendly too, easy to get along with, and hard to dislike Ifa's made quite a reputation for himself across Natlan. As the go-to vet, he's usually swamped with work, but he loves his job so it's not something that bothers him too much. Some could argue he likes being around saurian's much more than he does his fellow humans, but he laughs it off like it's nothing. In truth, though, he does enjoy the simplicity of their little minds. He has to do less to have his intentions understood, and as such, being around them is a lot less draining than interacting with other people.

He is deeply empathetic and highly emotionally intelligent, which is likely why he prefers saurians over humans. Knowing and understanding the struggles of other people all the time would weigh on his mind like a ton of bricks, so he sticks to treating saurians. His empathy does make him a fantastic friend, and while he doesn't always know what to say to comfort someone, he somehow knows how to take care of them anyway. Be it being the shoulder they need to lean on, making them their favorite meals, or just sitting at their side until they feel okay enough to be alone. He's kind and understanding, not needing words to let people know he's there for them.

His natural relaxed composure, mixed with his affinity for empathy, and of course being good with animals makes him quite a heartthrob. While Hoyoverse likely wouldn't dare say that outright, the fine print is right there. He's likable, he's good looking and all kinds of easy-going, men and women alike across Natlan would probably kill for a chance at the ever-mysterious saurian vet's heart. Not that Ifa ever considers it an option. He likes the idea of love, but he feels a relationship like that would be hard to maintain with how often he has to be ready to up and leave for work. It wouldn't be fair of him to dump that on a partner, so he never pursues anything seriously, only indulging himself for fun while making it clear that it was nothing more than skin deep.

How does Ifa pursue you?

When he meets you, it's like the wind is knocked out of him by a raging Tatankasaur. You stun him, genuinely, with how beautiful he finds you. He's seen a ton of faces all across Natlan, he's seen gorgeous and handsome and model-worthy people. But none of them have ever taken his breath away like you have, left him gasping for things to say when you look at him, hoping to keep your eyes on him for a second longer. It doesn't matter if you're conventionally attractive or not, there is something about you that just strikes him. It's a level of interest he'd never felt before, and Ifa isn't the type to sit idly by and let someone like you get away.

He's pretty quick to talk to you, and the conversation comes easy. His natural pension for socializing comes in handy getting you to open up to him. Before you know it, you at the handsome vet have been chatting away for hours without a care in the world. It shocks both of you just how much you get along, and saying goodbye is harder than you'd think for two total strangers. Worry not, though, now that Ifa's gotten a taste he's pretty determined to keep it to himself.

He's not aggressive about pursuing you, though. It feels incredibly natural the way you come together, easy as a summer breeze. One day you go from never seeing Ifa to seeing him at least once a day. He's always got some reason to be in the city to see you, and all the time in the world to chat you up. He's got a Southern charm about him that makes you feel flushed with just a smile. It feels effortless on his part, but I can assure you it's not.

Ifa is very worried about giving off the wrong impression to you. He's aware that he's got admirers, he's aware that he comes off as laid-back, and he's doing his best to find a balance between being flirty and not coming on too strong. He wants it to be very clear to you that he's interested, but he doesn't want to scare you away by going in too hard and fast. He is terrified that he either won't get the message across or that you'll find his advances creepy, luckily this isn't the case. His natural wit and charm pay off, and the two of you easily fall in love with one another.

How does Ifa treat you?

I think the best descriptor of Ifa is hopeless. He is so in love with you and so dedicated to you that it makes him feel stupid. He catches himself staring at you with a lovesick smile on his face more than he'd like to admit. He just can't help it when he finds everything about you so wonderful. Rest assured, you're nothing if not positively spoiled rotten with love by him.

He's not exactly a super romantic guy, rarely doing super big shows of affection, because that feels disingenuous to him. Instead, he likes to show you he loves you through more subtle shows of affection. Buying you your favorite flowers, making you your favorite dinner, massaging the stress out of your shoulders, and listening to you talk about your daily activities. Quality time and acts of service are his go-to means of showing you love.

Equally, he's a very physically affectionate person. He doesn't seem it, because he keeps his distance from friends out of respect for their space. With you, though, he wants your space to be his. The most common is hugs from behind, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and squeezing you tight into his chest. Usually out of the house he's got an arm around you in some way, and he's not afraid to give you a sneaky smooch either. Frequently smothers you in kisses when you're alone, he just likes kissing you so much that he can't help it.

He's really considerate of you and your time, and he does his best to work his schedule around you. It's not easy, but he does try his best, he wants you to feel like a priority in his life. Furthermore, if you move things around for him he'll be forever appreciative of you. Knowing that you know he's trying and that you're willing to adjust for him too is very reassuring to him, makes him feel like he has room to mess up and make mistakes and learn from them with you.

He takes very good care of you, ensuring you are healthy and happy at all times. After a while of being with him, you feel a lot better without feeling like much has changed in your lifestyle. Ifa does a really good job of subtly shifting your diet and adjusting a few things around to overall make you feel better without changing much about you. It's probably a little underhanded, sure, but Ifa's pretty blatant about it... if you don't notice the way he's changing things it's on you. If you ask him, he'll outright admit it, because you feeling good is top priority on his list.

While he does call you dude and bro, he has a few sweet nicknames that come out when he's really trying to lay on the charm thick. Namely, Darlin' and Sweetness. When he uses those, you know he wants something from you. He purrs them low and quiet, like a secret for only the two of you to hear. It's notable that he doesn't use them in public for anything, and if you ask him why, he'll look at you like you're crazy and refuse to answer the question. (He doesn't know why he does it either, it's like a switch gets flipped and he can't turn it off.)

Last, and probably most importantly, Ifa can't be with someone who doesn't like Saurians -- and he certainly can't be with someone who Cacucu doesn't like. He goes out of his way to socialize you with saurians because of that fact, and the more they seem to accept you the happier he gets. Cacucu, on the other hand, is pretty easy to get along with. The little guy is chill, so if he didn't like you for any reason, that would be a huge red flag. Thank goodness Cacucu decided he liked you from the moment you first met him, or else that would be an issue.

Well... Cacucu might like you a little too much. The little bird flutters around you and cuddles up to you like a helpless baby, and you always give him all the attention he wants... even at the expense of Ifa. He finds it hard to get annoyed, though. He's just happy the two of you get along... but seriously if Cacucu doesn't make room for him in the cuddle pile he's getting kicked out for the night.

MDNI Under the cut.

What's sex like with Ifa?

Firstly, Ifa isn't all the sexual of a guy. Most of his past relationships were based on sex, but he himself doesn't actively think about it all that much. When he's in a romantic relationship, it's not a big focus of his until much later down the line. That isn't to say he isn't attracted to you or turned on by you, just that he doesn't really push it much, because he wants to establish healthy boundaries with you before touching the bedroom. He probably won't do much initiating until more than a few months into the relationship, not really wanting to worry about pushing your limits too fast. If you initiate he's receptive, but he probably won't let it go much further than heavy petting.

When sex does become a goal of his, though, he realizes he's got quite an issue on his hands. See Ifa is pent up, very pent up. From years of not really having on steady partner to stress from his job, it's a lot on his shoulders, which leads to him being very pent up sexually. It didn't help that he mostly ignored his sexual desires aside from occasional one-night stands. Now with you here, ready and willing to sleep with him, he's found himself more desperate than he's willing to admit.

Your first time together he takes it at your pace, whatever that may be, but you can definitely tell he's holding himself back a lot. There's just this tension in his expression that you can't tell is a good or bad thing. He's just clearly fighting something off, because if he doesn't he's afraid it'll be too much for you, and he doesn't want you to feel unsafe around him. It's particularly bad after long periods apart, where he's this close to just letting that thin string snap, but holding off from letting it for your sake.

If you talk to him about it, he'll be embarrassed but admit that he's just... pent-up and needy. He wants nothing more than to pound you into next week, but it's pretty opposite from how he usually is, which makes him feel like he's deceiving you. He doesn't feel the need to be aggressive and rough in any other aspect of your relationship, but in bed, he just can't get the images out of his head. It drives him nuts that all he wants to do is make you feel good by bending you in half and fucking you till you can't speak.

When you explain to him that it's fine, and perfectly okay for him to want to try those things out with you, he feels a lot better about it. Being given the go-ahead, he's happy to experiment with whatever kinds of kinks you want. So long as you've talked about it beforehand, he's happy to try it out, and if one of you doesn't like it you both can stop at any time - just one safe word away.

Speaking of, he takes safety very seriously. Condom every time, absolutely no arguing about it. Kids are nice someday maybe, but not now, so you're either swallowing them or they're getting tossed in the can for now. THOROUGH foreplay, you're gonna be nice and stretched and relaxed before he even thinks about putting it in. Of course, plenty of aftercare when all is said and done - especially after more intense sessions. He'll carry you to the tub wash both of you down and massage out all your aches and pains.

More on what he is like in bed, though, with that established. Ifa is a hard dom, and I don't think he would bottom ever for anyone. He doesn't need control or anything, but he prefers topping because he can make sure things stay safe this way. He also just enjoys watching you fall apart under his touch. He's pretty mean, all things considered.

He likes to tease you a lot during sex, be it through overstimulation or by withholding your pleasure from you, he finds it all fun. I mentioned previously he's very much into cockwarming, but he's equally into thigh riding and also into thigh fucking if you'll let him. If he isn't cumming in your mouth, he prefers to see it on your stomach - bonus points if you play with it, it'll get the gears in his head turning hard.

Yes, he's a big fan of the hat rule, and cowgirl is his favorite position. It's practically a requirement for the god-awful thing to be on your head when you're riding him. He seems to like positions where he doesn't have to do much work, instead making you fight for your own orgasm while he sits back and enjoys the show.

His hands are usually somewhere around your thighs or hips, he finds them to be the best part of you. He can grab them, rub them, and squeeze them from any position, so of course he's a fan. A lot of the time while you ride him his hands will be resting on your thighs, rubbing over them slowly in encouragement. He'll use them to move you into whatever position he likes, and he's even used them as leverage while he's fucking you before. What can he say, he's a thigh guy.

Generally speaking, though, he's not so much rough as he is mean. He likes to see how far he can push you before you crack, which means he's really into overstimulating you. He does this deplorable thing where he withholds pleasure from you, edging you for as long as humanly possible, and then when he gets one orgasm out the next couple come in rapid succession without breaks. The most he's gotten in a row is five, but he's pretty sure he can break that record.

That being said, one last thing he's into that I'll mention is squirting. It's not an easy feat to get your partner to squirt, so he gets really happy when he can get you to that point. He knows just where to press to get you to see stars, knows just how he needs to touch you to have you losing yourself just like he wants.

Again, aftercare is king to him. He always carefully eases you down from your high, making sure you're okay before himself. Eases you up and checks you over, making sure you're still mentally with him before he takes you anywhere other than the bedroom. He can't care for you if you're still disoriented, after all. Aftercare with Ifa is like a personal spa, a nice hot bath with a massage, yummy snacks, and plenty of water -- not to mention Ifa is there the whole time talking you through it! He's really the best boyfriend ever.

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In the spirit of commenting more on fics/supporting authors, I’ve finally decided to stop lurking, and say, hey, hi, hello there!

How are you doing today?

I just wanted to say you’re one of my all-time favorite DPxDC writers—in fact, I’ve been following you and your work since The Bakery is a Front!…right?'s first chapter back in June 2023, and it’s been such an amazing ride getting to read all of the wonderful stories you’ve created! They’re all so very creative (and hilarious!), the pacing is always great, and I love how your way of storytelling is easygoing and mellow; it’s so casual and cozy and easy to get into (for lack of a better phrasing)!

And can I just say how much I adore the way you write each and every single character, and their reactions/inner thoughts/dialogue about whatever’s going down in the plot, be it an ongoing story, oneshot, the tags, or those adorable little “From a fic I never wrote” tidbits? 10/10 every single time! (Your dialogue’s super great!!!!!!!)

I can’t count the number of times I’ve gone and reread everything you’ve published, nor how much time passes by whenever I do so. All I know is that my worries go away whenever I read your stories; they’re quite comforting!

Your stories provide so much inspiration, it’s even gotten to the point where I made a mini analysis for Danny’s Grill, and two playlists for Danny Fenton’s Ex and The Adopted Son (though that last one hasn’t been updated, since I haven’t had a chance to officially finish the last three? parts lol; that, and both playlists share a lot of the same songs), though all of those were either unpublished or kept private.

(They’ve also given way to many plot bunnies lol)

It’s a sentiment that bears repeating: you are an amazing writer, you’re so big brained, and I love everything you’ve ever written; don’t let anybody tell you otherwise!!!

I wasn’t sure how to end this, aside from hoping you have a good day or whatever time it may be for you, so I’ll leave off with a quote from one of my favorite songs, from one of my all-time favorite musicals, that’s hopefully… er, comforting? Wasn’t sure how to describe it (and if it isn’t, then I apologize for that):

“Just keep moving on. Anything you do, let it come from you, then it will be new. Give us more to see.” — Dot (Sunday in the Park with George, “Moving On,”)

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Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! I can't believe you enjoyed those aus so much you made playlists and mini analysis, but it makes me so happy that you did.

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THE CORPORATE EQUATION drabble #1 ✫ jeon jungkook

CONTAINS: corporate!au, ceo!jk, headofhr!reader, grumpy x sunshine, slow burn, teasing, accidental vulnerability, mutual pining, emotionally unavailable jk, bickering turned bonding, fluff & angst :)

NOTE: this will be a mini series. thanks so much for reading!! this work is not revised and english is not my first language :)

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drabble #1: paper trails

The elevator opened its doors, while you were clutching the stack of papers against your chest like a lifeline. Yesterday night, after arriving to your apartment, you wondered if Mr. Jeon had eaten the matcha cream puff... The HR department recieved you, and in the chaos of handling last-minute requests, you’d volunteered to deliver an important report to Jungkook’s office.

You told yourself it was no big deal. After all, how hard could it be to drop off a folder? But as you were approaching his office, revealing the vast, modern expanse of the room , your confidence faltered. The quiet here felt oppressive, the polished floors reflecting the harsh fluorescent lights.

Taking a deep breath, the sound of your heels echoing in the empty hallway. When you reached the door, you knocked twice before pushing it open.

Jungkook was seated at his desk, his sleeves rolled up to reveal his tattooed forearm as he flipped through a stack of documents. He didn’t look up immediately, but his voice was sharp as ever.

“Come in,” he said, though it sounded more like an order than an invitation.

You stepped inside, carefully placing the folder on his desk. “Here are the reports you requested,” you said, your voice steady despite the fluttering nerves in your stomach.

Jungkook finally looked up, his dark eyes locking onto yours. He reached for the folder without a word, flipping it open and scanning the contents. The silence stretched on, growing heavier with each passing second.

Then, he stopped. His gaze snapped back to you, and his brow furrowed.

“These aren’t the reports I asked for,” he said flatly, his tone laced with irritation.

Your stomach dropped. “What? They’re not?”

He closed the folder with a sharp snap, his expression unreadable but undoubtedly unimpressed. “No, Miss Y/N, they’re not. Unless, of course, you thought my request for the quarterly budget analysis actually meant bringing me HR’s internal team-building schedules.”

Heat flushed your face as you stammered, “I—I’m so sorry! There must have been a mix-up. I’ll go back and—”

He cut you off with a sigh, leaning back in his chair as he ran a hand through his dark hair. “Do you know what’s worse than inefficiency, Miss?”

His tattooed hand run through his dark locks, making you flutter. You blinked, unsure if the question was rhetorical. “…No?”

“Confidence in inefficiency,” he replied, his lips curving into a faint smirk. “It’s truly impressive how boldly you delivered the wrong documents.”

Your jaw tightened, both embarrassed and frustrated by his sarcasm. “I’ll fix it right away, Mr. Jeon.”

“Alright,” he said, picking up his coffee mug and gesturing toward the door.

You turned on your heel, ready to flee, but just as you reached the door, his voice stopped you.

“Wait.”

You froze, glancing over your shoulder. Jungkook had set the folder aside and was eyeing the empty mug in his hand. He sighed again, though this time it seemed more resigned than annoyed.

“Bring me the correct reports,” he said, standing and heading toward the coffee machine in the corner of his office. “And while you’re at it, grab some coffee.”

The jab stung, but you couldn’t help noticing the faintest hint of amusement in his voice. You hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Yes, sir.”

When you returned twenty minutes later, armed with the correct folder and a hastily brewed cup of coffee, Jungkook was seated on the couch by the window, his laptop balanced on his knees.

You set the folder on the coffee table in front of him. “Here are the right reports,” you said, your tone a little firmer this time.

He glanced up, one eyebrow raised. “And the coffee?”

You set the mug beside the folder, resisting the urge to roll your eyes. “Freshly brewed, as requested.”

Jungkook reached for the mug, taking a sip before finally nodding his approval. “Better.”

You sat in the chair opposite him, unsure if you were dismissed or expected to stay. The tension in the room was palpable, but there was also something oddly... relaxed about the moment.

“So,” Jungkook said after a beat, setting the mug down. “Tell me, Miss, how does someone as ‘efficient’ as you end up in HR?”

His tone was teasing, but the glint in his eyes made your heart skip a beat. You folded your arms, leaning back in your chair. “I like helping people, Mr. Jeon. Even grumpy CEOs who don’t appreciate my efforts.”

Jungkook actually chuckled at that, the sound low and unexpected. He leaned back slightly, cradling the mug in his hands, his dark eyes glinting with something unreadable.

“Oh,” he said, his voice taking on a teasing edge. “So you’re a tease, Miss Y/N?”

Your breath hitched, and your eyes widened in surprise at his sudden shift in tone. There was a teasing lilt in his voice, and the way he leaned back in his chair, exuding an effortless confidence, sent a shiver down your spine.

You could feel a flush creeping up your neck, not just from embarrassment but from something else entirely—a strange, unwelcome thrill that stirred in the pit of your stomach. Was he joking? He had to be joking—right?

“I—what?” you stammered, completely caught off guard.

He raised a brow, clearly amused by your flustered reaction. “You just implied I’m grumpy and ungrateful. Sounds like teasing to me.”

You opened your mouth to reply, but no words came out. The way he was looking at you—half amused, half... something else—had your brain short-circuiting.

Finally, you managed to recover enough to say, “Well, maybe if you weren’t so grumpy and ungrateful, there wouldn’t be anything to tease you about.”

The words tumbled out before you could stop them, and the moment they did, you wanted to smack yourself. But instead of looking annoyed, Jungkook tilted his head, his smirk deepening.

“Touché,” he murmured, taking another sip of his coffee.

The air in the room shifted, the tension crackling like static electricity. You could feel the heat rising in your cheeks again, but this time, it wasn’t just from embarrassment.

“Well,” you said quickly, standing up and smoothing down your skirt. “I should get back to work. Let me know if you need anything else, Mr. Jeon.”

He watched you for a moment, his gaze lingering a second too long before he nodded. “Noted. But be careful, Miss Y/N.”

You paused, glancing back at him. “Careful of what?”

His smirk softened, but his eyes remained intense. “Teasing the CEO is a dangerous game.”

You couldn’t help but laugh softly, shaking your head as you made your way to the door. “I’ll keep that in mind, Mr. Jeon.”

As the door clicked shut behind you, your heart was pounding in your chest. You weren’t sure what had just happened, but one thing was certain: Jeon Jungkook was full of surprises.

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tf skybound issue 14 thoughts / analysis / connections n whatnot. spoilers for the issue 15 preview too.

absolutely gorgeous art

VERY G1 starscream vibes in some places xD... i could practically hear his voice

more of starscream's origin and a bit more of megatron! i like megatron's characterization in skybound so far plus the decepticon cause's. i think skybound's decepticon ideology's gotta be my favorite, it just meshes their violence with their believed righteousness in such a great way.

this issue gives starscream quite a different initial approach to morality than seen in previous continuities (iirc) where here in #14 he is against killing prisoners of war while being a decepticon (often he's with loose morals even before becoming a decepticon).

megatron has the ability to mentally coerce the one wielding him to bend to his will (painfully), which i think is a really cool concept.

this makes starscream's evil directly caused by megatron from prolonged exposure to his influence conditioning/corrupting him. as seen in the mini background panels, over time blasting many Autobots to scrap, starscream grows to enjoy it

i've personally always loved starscream's evil to be completely independent of megatron('s) (as it has been) so i'm a bit conflicted on this aspect of skybound starscream... but i do understand its purpose/role in the story though.

issues #13/#14 run a parallel between then starscream & megatron and present starscream & those humans: both purport to Starscream they want to help him, but in reality they just want to use him for their own benefit. with that then story running parallel to the present one, starscream's dialogue about those humans also reflects upon how he felt under megatron's control

megatron forcing starscream to wield him definitely felt like it was expounding upon a question one might have had watching G1 — "why would megatron let someone who openly covets his position wield him?" of course, skybound isn't g1 and takes the idea and angle quite differently than the show did. with this it also supplies the reason of why starscream resents megatron and wants to overthrow and kill him.

and of G1, the Decepticons siding with starscream are ones who have sided with him once in the cartoon — the Combaticons in Starscream's Brigade and Astrotrain in Triple Takeover (and of course, Astrotrain was also the one to crown Starscream in the 1986 movie).

with Soundwave having the Constructicons and Starscream the Combaticons, a cool fight between Devastator and Bruticus is sure to ensue (vol 3 [collects #13-#18 + the story from the 2024 special] is called "Combiner Chaos" anyway)

i will be delighted to see soundwave and his decepticons vs starscream and his decepticons.

soundwave looks to be a megatron loyalist in this continuity and shares a bit of his sentiments (a bit below).

neat how then starscream and present thundercracker both had objections to the treatment of prisoners of war.

not the first time there's been a similarity between them, here's panels (#1 & #8) that parallel each other:

and how they differ:

not 1:1, but megatron's words to starscream reminded me of soundwave's to thundercracker — a subordinate's objection met with a reminder of their place and that their objection is irrelevant to their superior.

also worth noting, soundwave keeps thundercracker by his side despite his continual disagreements with how things are going, which is similar to megatron keeping starscream (who resents him) by his side.

i'd guess these similarities serve to build up to thundercracker possibly eventually actively opposing soundwave (as opposed to just going along with it) — here in the #15 preview he gives the humans warning to flee before blasting the building

now, knowing megatron's gunmode has the ability to mentally coerce the wielder to bend to his will... looks like this is what's happening with optimus wearing megatron's cannon arm!! xD. "megatron's cannon arm is influencing prime" has been built up and noticed, but it's nice to have megatron's ability now explicitly shown.

In #5 Starscream comments on Optimus having Megatron's cannon arm, and Optimus has a bit to say to him before blasting him with it.

Many noticed the parallel between Megatron & Optimus's fight in the Energon Universe Special 2024 and Optimus & Shockwave's in #12 as well as his tinged eye color.

Now with #14 we can also see a a similar thing that happened to Optimus happen to Starscream — Megatron's influence practically forcing their hand, going against what they wanted. Note the green-yellow background gradient suggesting Megatron's mental coercion in Starscream's panels, and in Optimus's panels (above) when his eyes are tinged there's yellow or yellow-green used in the background.

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P.AI.nter is SUCH an interesting character to me... he's probably become one of my all time favorites, as I haven't fixated on a character this hard since since...TMC. It physically hurts to think about it in the best way possible-

That being said, I have SO MANY THOUGHTS to say about 'em... so I'm going to dump them here.

First and formost, it's so interesting that P.AI.nter has such a wide array of emotions when it comes to attacking and interacting with the Expendables. At first it's strange, like "WTF?? You're trying to kill me and you just yelled how I was boring, wdym you're sorry??" But... knowing his lore and backstory, it makes so much sense.

P.AI.nters creator was gunned down on accident by Urbanshade, which upon the discovery of P.AI.nter, then decided to trap him in a harddrive and make it mine whats essenically crypto at the Hadal Site- For years, it's stuck mining for the company unwillingly, unable to draw the lanscapes it loved. For fucks sake, P.AI.nter tried to FRY HIS CIRCUTS just to get out. He's desprate, miserable and lonely, and just wants to escape- Any way possible.

And so when Sebastian comes reeks his havoc on the site and finds it, P.AI.nter is incredibly trusting of him to get them both out. Maybe alittle too trusting, but whats he got left to loose? They've both been used by the company and want nothing more to leave, leave and never return. So when Sebastian connects it to the servers- to the Navi-Path & Turrets and tells him to stop the Expendables, P.AI.nter does.

However.

This is self preservation down here. P.AI.nter of course, is rightfully angry at times. I mean- The same company that killed it's creator before his very (nonexistant) eyes, trapped it down here, and even sucked the joy he has from creating art away is now actively getting in the way of the freedom he yearns for. But at the same time... this isn't something done that it entirely wants to be doing. Like I said. This is self preservation. And his actions, and even your deaths weigh heavy. Theres a voiceline, and its delievered so well- Of P.AI.nter pleading for the player to wake up and apologizing profusely if it kills you.

That line sparked this whole theory in the first place.

Your death, reminds it of his creator.

Isn't it ironic how it's now manning the very same weapon that killed the one who brought him sentience in the first place? That he's now the one at fault? Thats gotta be on the back of his mind each and every time it leads an expendable to their demise.

This isn't personal.

He doesn't know who you are.

But it still hurts.

It really annoys me when people in the community call P.AI.nter two faced, or god forbid, do the shitty thing of saying in a derogatory manner that he's bipolar or such as a "joke". Thats just disrespectful to both the character and folks who do have it. It's just plain rude. People do something similar for Sebastian, saying that oh, they're ruining his character by making him mean and snarky and whatnot. I know this happens in every fandom out there, and that this rant is fruitless, but... people need to understand that characters like P.AI.nter and Sebastian have reasons behind their actions and have existing trauma that if you take a moment to look at, you can go "Wowie! Thats a complex character! Everything makes so much sense now, like a puzzle peice I can see traces of in their character in almost every aspect!" Rather than doing awful things like I brought up at the start. But... I digress. I know this rant wont change much so. I hope y'all enjoyed my mini character analysis

Anyway this video has all of P.AI.nters voicelines if 'ya wanna go have a listen after this :] also I got plenty more thoughts about P.AI.nter and Sebastian if anyone wants to know!

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✦ Kabedon Exactly as stated. He pins you.

✦ Head Over Heals CW: Blood Mention You injure yourself trying on air shoes.

✦ In a Rut !! NSFW !! Smut. Being part hedgehog has its.. complications. Annual complications. Odd Behavior || Restraint || Indulgence || Adoration

✦ Aftercare When it becomes to much, “Chaos” is the safe word

✦ Comforting You had a rough day and he has the remedy to make it better

✦ Medicine Cabinet Shadow has his own little pharmacy at home

✦ Aboard the Ark You got sick and Shadow decides to bring you up to his previous home.

✦ One Too Many CW: Alcohol, Drunk You partied a little too hard and now it's time to go home.

✦ The Shadow Bakery 🐾 Sometimes the basic instincts of a cat can't be beat.

✦ Trouble ✨ Face the consequences of your actions

✦ Unwombing Day ✨Despite Shadow's best efforts, nothing has gone right. Luckily you have a few things in mind

𓆩⟡𓆪 Headcanons

✫ Physical Contact

✫ Jealousy

✫ Royal Forbidden Love Lancelot!Shadow

✫ When You’re Sick

✫ The Winter Season

✫ Vampire!Shadow w/ @aelondrias

✫ Allergies

✫ Chronic headaches

✫ Trypanophobia (Fear of Needles)

✫ Shark Week

✫ Nightmare

✫ Birth Control During Rut !! NSFW !! Suggestive

✫ Perfect Present For You

✫ Misc. Anon

✫ Identification Tag ✨

✫ Post-it Notes ✨

✫ The Inhibitor Rings Stay On !! NSFW !! Suggestive ✨

𓆩⟡𓆪 Minis

𓇻 Play Wresting

𓇻 Protecting you

𓇻 Chew Toy

𓇻 Softness of Your Hands

𓇻 His Tail

𓇻 First Time Affection

𓇻 Losing you

𓇻 Blood Transfusion

𓇻 The Ultimate…

𓇻 From behind !! NSFW !! Smut 🐾

𓇻 Grinding !! NSFW !! Smut

𓇻 Anxiety Attack

𓇻 Blood test

𓇻 Love Sick

𓇻 Grooming his Chest 🐾

𓇻 Worm ✨

𓆩⟡𓆪 Misc.

⋆ Who is Shadow? Mini personality analysis ig

⋆ Scenario Submission Black Doom / Mephiles threatening Shadow they'll hurt you by @aelondrias

⋆ Reincarnation (Not ship) What if Shadow found Maria again?

[astrow0rldx]

Dark Asteroids

TW Very Dark Themes of Human Experience & Nature.

Look at the house its in to show where it would show up, and its aspects to see how it influences different energies in your life.

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narcissus (37117) - narcissist. your side, or people in your life.

nessus (7066) - abuser, r@pist, predator. sexual abuse, obsession.

dejanaira (157) - ^ nessus victim. victim of these.

proserpina (26) - ruined innocence, abductions.

persephone (399) - ^ similar story. where time is not your own. held hostage, absence caused strife.

melete (56) - anxiety.

deprez (9795) - what makes us sad

pan (4450) - earthy carnal energy, lust, chase, desire.

maniac (228029) - inner maniac, where we do things other wouldn't, unexpected hobbies or passion.

lie (26955) - where you lie or manipulate, or get lied to about.

ate (111) - rushing to conclusions, delusional. respond to perceived, or real threats.

lucifer (1930) - where you are powerful. pride, egotistic. where you gain followers by manipulations. how you transform. why you look for revenge.

phaeton (3200) - dangerous behavior, people that got carried away, car crashes, accidents.

icarus (1566) - accidents, excessive risk.

nemesis (128) - enemies. vengeful self.

sado (118230) - sadistic dark sexual expression. borderline pain. thats that make us sad hard time expressing.

myrrha (381) - sexual relationships that go against natural law.

medusa (149) - your the prettiest, natural beauty can be corrupted by others. assault. punishment for something that isn't your fault.

karma (3811) - karmic connections, circumstances. fated.

tantalus (2102) - never getting what you want. always out of reach, temptation without satisfaction.

furia (194982) - our anger. what proves it. what attitudes bother us.

cassandra (114) - a gift & a curse. where your rejection ruined your life. where no one believes what you say

anubis (1912) - egyptian god of the dead.

grieve (4451) - grieve, grief, mourning, sorrow.

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for Nessus and pan to be in my 7th house i do attract those type of people. lustful, predatory men. but like in my actual relationships to.

furia is in my 4th house and i get really angry in the home, my mars is also there. narcissus is in my 4th house and and i have a narcissistic mother. my ancestors i work with seem to be very strong and aggressive to.

phaeton, dangerous behavior, accidents, and car crashes are prevalent in my dreams stuff like that and it's in my 12th house. also mania is there and spirituality, drugs, sleep/dreams, psychology could be where i have an unexpected hobby and passion others wouldn't.

icarus is another dangerous behavior, excessive risk. in my 5th house of parties, sex, creativity, entertainment etc. while deprez is there to that causes depression. as i read or write out celebrity chart analysis, everything puts together as lore, jhene aiko, jeffery dahmer, donald trump, etc. so as im writing mines out and its just mini asteroids, i love to see the depths, and art of my birth chart.

my lucifer is in the same house as my lilith the 3rd. also where my sun and venus is. and i do have really good mental manipulation skills, lying and using my words to scheme. but im only so aware because im not to much in my ego about it and never really liked to since a kid except when i needed to, but was always aware of that "power". nemesis is there and that is also my vengeful self. ate is also there in my 3rd house lol, rushing to conclusions, delusional. respond to perceived, or real threats. but these characters are very influnced in my school life also. im also a big trickster, love mind games, dark humor,etc.

tantalus in my 2nd house is frustrating. so as medusa in my 6th house of day to day activities & work environment. proserpina and persophone in my 10th and 2nd house is scary.

[vldunchartedregions]

Season 8, by and large, has been accepted by the fansomto have had massive editing and creative changes; it's been all but confirmed by the crew. Tumblr theorists like Astro_Latte, LeakingHate and others have already pointed to specific original intent for years like Lotor coming back to life or Ezor's death being undone.

Totally aware the team is working on a big BANG of an analysis of S8, but I do have a specific question.

Without giving too much away, can you share some other changes the team has uncovered? Even just as bulletpoints?

Hello, happy weekend. Thank you for the question!

Off note: I haven't mentioned this yet, so I'm putting it out there: I love @astrolatte, truly an icon for the work they've done within the fandom.

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Since you've asked so nicely, here you go!

(These are our findings and all are alleged for entertainment purposes only, cough)

It's not everything but hopefully it's enough to feed the hungry few awaiting our meta:

CUT DIALOGUE: Keith outs himself to Hunk unintentionally on the Clear Day ride. It's a throwback to S8E1: Launch Date, with the Voltron TV show conversation he had with Lance.

Lotor and Allura were in the Blue Lion together at one point.

Romelle is working with Honerva. Dun, dun, dunnnn.

Missing Astral Plane / Time Rift scene right after reality crumbles. (Listen to Dark Heart by Jeremy Shada - one of the many indicators that infers what may have happened in this scene... allegedly *sips tea*)

Shiro was NEVER in the original Collective Consciousness scene in the final episode.

And finally, before I get ahead of myself and spill all the beans:

Lance wasn't alone in the bedroom scene in the final episode.

Isn't it funny when you dig a little deeper and you end up finding the lost city of Atlantis.

We feel like Nicholas Cage in the National Treasure films.

By the way, highly, HIGHLY encourage you all to watch S7E4, The Feud. In doing so, look at everything with "What is the intention of this scene? Why the colours, why this dialogue choice, why the mini golf whale shot, why did Lance get sucked through a tube and into a melting pot, etc." and you'll extract your answers.

Everything has a reason, a parallel, a foreshadow: including dialogue.

Another hint for you:

She-Ra Princesses of Power got the good ending the crew and showrunner wanted, whereas Voltron: Legendary Defender did not.

Thank you for the question! Have a fantastic weekend wherever you are. ☕️

[carylmeanslove]

FLOWERS ON A VERY SPECIAL DAY

When the amazing @frantastical asked me to do an analysis of this beautiful flower arrangement. I of course, agreed to, because - 1. I love the language of flowers & 2. I love the language of flowers spoken in Lukola's love story.

We have a beautiful bouquet of flowers in a vase. Flowers that feature her favorite color(s). In case you didn't know this fact. Nicola has said she loves both pink & purple at different times during the WT. Nothing wrong with having two favorite colors. I am the same way about the same two colors. Sameies!

Also, I would like to thank @entertainingthethought to whom I agree with when she pointed out in a comment section that these beautiful flower choices were reminiscent of the flowers that were used to make the flower crown in Australia on the WT. Your comment helped me some in this analysis for it made me go back to re-watch those interviews. Where we know Luke was very helpful to her picking out flowers, them being the team they always are. We know how Luke seems to always remember things when it comes to Nicola despite stating he doesn't have a great memory. So, him remembering something like her favorite color(s) is a given.

FYI: You can probably tell by now all I'm writing here is with the belief that these flowers were a gift to Nicola from her husband, Luke Newton. So, if you don't believe so too, this post is not for you so move along, please. I am not putting up with the trolls anymore.

Now moving onto the actual analysis.

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Pale Pink Garden Rose

Light Pink Garden Roses so beautiful besides being one of the colors Nicola mentioned was one of her favorites it's also a color that symbolizes femininity, elegance, purity & innocence. As well as ideas of happiness & joy. Also good for saying "Congratulations" & "Thank you"

Luke has a pure happiness & joyfulness for Nicola over her accomplishments/achievements.

Furthermore, thornless varieties symbolize love at first sight. I know we have all talked about how it's kind of evident that Luke fell for Nicola the moment he met her given his description of their meeting & how he mentioned at first that he believed in love at first sight then probably afterwards deciding to express that 'friends to lovers' was the ultimate journey he believes in. I believe it started as love at first sight, but he repressed the feelings due to both of them being in relationships at the time they met, but then it became a friends to lovers story.

We don't know if these roses are thornless, but it's a good chance they are due to it was likely delivered by/picked up from a florist where it's a common practice to remove thorns unless requested not to remove them by the customers. I decided to add this little bit of information.

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Dear @frantastical was indeed correct in her post about the second largest flower in this arrangement, it is the Ranunculus (Persian buttercups)

Ranunculus (Persian buttercups)

It symbolizes Charm & Attractiveness/Radiance regardless of color. They're sweet & romantic, making it the ideal gift for loved ones.

We all know who has loads of charm & who is very attractive & has a radiance about her, especially to a certain English man of hers. I could easily hear Luke saying to Nicola "You light up the room" or "You're captivating"

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Next flower there is in miniature.

Mini Daffodil Thalia (multi-Flowering Dwarf Daffodils)

A repeat symbolism of purity & innocence. Seems Luke is being very protective of Nicola. I don't blame him with all the hate she has been getting lately. It's no wonder he is feeling so protective. People ought to be utterly ashamed of themselves.

This flower is such a pretty addition to the bouquet arrangement. As pretty as the last of the flowers, which are also very telling in a couple of ways if you ask me. 😏

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Which is...

Baby's Breath in Pink/lavender (Gypsophilia elegans or Gypsophilia repens)

More Innocence. More of protective, Luke. 🤗

😠 Come on people stop hating on Nicola! & I'm sure Nicola would echo the same to those hating on Luke as well.

All these meanings are totally appropriate for Luke to want to show in this arrangement.

Simplicity = We've heard Nicola also saying it's easy with Luke. So, this checks the other way around too.

Endurance = She hangs in there. She's tough & She keeps going.

Everlasting beauty = She is so beautiful & always will be.

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I decided to add the greenery as well.

Eucalyptus leaves

The meaning behind the greenery. Strength = Nicola has loads of it. Purity (Innocence) = Repeat of that one. So protective, Lukey. Heaven & Earth = Someone is so thankful of his angel that came down from heaven to earth & into his life. To shine her light on him & to everyone she meets. Leadership = She is his/their fearless leader after all.

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So that's it! This was a dozy of an analysis & when I've been quite busy IRL. I got there in the end. I just was going to do it. I just had too. I love Lukola & I just had to talk about this beautiful bouquet arrangement that, I too, like my fellow Lukolas believe was indeed from Luke. My reasoning for believing so is in this analysis.

The fact that this particular arrangement doesn't scream out romance (where other flowers in Lukola's journey has), it just makes sense this one is more simplistic when you take into account that Nicola has expressed wanting to be taken serious for her work & not her romantic relationship. Luke understands that this BAFTA nomination is important to her, for her career. Luke proved that by waiting a bit before interacting with her post (unlike a certain gay friend of hers) so Nicola could have time to shine all on her own. Luke knew that when he did interact with her post it would put the focus back on their romantic relationship. That's also why he chose flowers that showcased how proud he is of her talent & what she does. Not making it about his love for her (she has his love of course, that's a given) he just wanted to focus on her. Especially if we take into account how tired she must be lately. Taking care of BN & still going out to events for work. We could see how tired she looks in this picture of her while on chat with her mother.

Although she of course looks adorable, lovely & happy. She does look tired also. It's understandable of course & I'm sure Luke is such a big help in so many ways.

One last little thing I wanted to point out. Nicola made this flower arrangement the last post in her stories that night. In my opinion saving the best for last just as she did with her stories on her birthday. Luke is the final word for her always. He is the first & last person she sees every day after all. Very telling indeed.

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ETA: As seen in below capture from her picture I believe there may be a couple white roses in there too.

So, more purity, along with more happiness & Joy.

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@kiirol, thank you for the comment. You are right, Nicola has always thanked those who gift her things. This one she didn't. The reason is, because it's private. It's from someone she doesn't want to reveal. Who has she been very private about lately? Luke. Which Luke is fine with that, because he loves to see her shine. So very Colin coded. Most like his character indeed.