#tyrus is real

[sapphosclown]

and he was right

[imagineitdearies]

It hurts so good 😭😭 You’re too amazing, it’s ridiculous. What a perfect follow-up 🥹

"Say it again" "I'm Yours"

- | based on "Perfect Slaughter" by @imagineitdearies

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[theribbonmarkedroom]

The erasure of Andi Mack makes me so sad as someone who watched it as it was airing. I understand the show had issues regarding a Certain Actor, but it still makes me really sad for the people who worked on it. And because the show is such a gem. I want to write about Andi Mack in general one day, but because it's pride month I want to briefly talk about the show through that lens specifically.

Firstly, Andi Mack has so many episodes missing on Disney+ AND DisneyNow that it would be impossible to try to watch the series in full by using any of these apps. Until recently, DisneyNow had completely removed Andi Mack from its app, and put it back on with only an incomplete season three and without any of the games that were there originally (like Andi's Texts). This, I'm assuming, has to do with that Certain Actor, but the missing episodes has also made including Cyrus in any pride posts or collections harder than it should be (more on that in a second).

On Disney+, there is a "Pride Collection" which does not include anything Andi Mack related despite Cyrus being the first openly gay main character on Disney Channel. His coming out scenes (plural because of the individual scenes with Buffy, Andi and then Jonah) were extremely prominent not only to real people, but also to Cyrus' character as a whole. Two out of the three episodes where Cyrus comes out - "Hey, Who Wants Pizza?" (season 2, episode 1) | "Cyrus' Bash-Mitzvah!" (season 2, episode 13) | "One in a Minyan" (season 3, episode 11) - are not even available on Disney+, nor are any of them on DisneyNow (sidebar, Andi Mack isn't featured on DisneyNow 's pride section either). What's even more frustrating is that the series finale, "We Were Here", where Cyrus and TJ are confirmed to have mutual feelings for each other, are available on both Disney+ AND DisneyNow, yet it does not feature on either app's pride sections. Cyrus being gay wasn't just implied, he literally says the words "I'm gay" the third time he comes out and the second time he clearly says he has a crush on Jonah. It's not easy to overlook him as gay, and as a character who should be included in those pride collections, so his omission is clearly deliberate.

Even if the coming out episodes weren't featured, at the very least, any episode with Cyrus and TJ after they became friends should count; episodes like "For the Last Time", "The Cake That Takes the Cake", "Mount Rushmore or Less", "Something to Talk A-Boot" and of course the series finale. Surprising no one, only three of the Tyrus episodes I listed (and there are more) are actually on Disney+. I mean, they included a Miraculous episode in the Disney+ "Pride Episodes" collection that had the most minute blink-and-you'll-miss-it scene of Alec in a wig, so why not include any episode at all with TJ and Cyrus? Idk the whole thing is just very frustrating for so many reasons.

Edit: if anyone is interested in putting together a fan collection of art, stories etc etc of Andi Mack or letters detailing what the show meant to you that we could somehow share with Terri Minsky to let her know how much we appreciate her and Andi Mack, please dm me. There has to be some way we can show her that we haven’t forgotten about the show or her. I can always make another post if there’s enough interest to spread the word

[imagineitdearies]

Part 1/3 of the Official Perfect Slaughter Playlist Series!

(Perfect Slaughter: Astarion x Tav/m!OC, Explicit, currently 174k words; basically an AU replacing one of the vampire spawn in Astarion's backstory with a Tav! Please check the warnings and tags.)

As told in Astarion's POV through song!! AKA the soundtrack in his head when:

First meeting Tyrus (Cop Car by Mitski)

Tyrus surprises him with a hug (Night Beacon by Mathbonus)

Watching Tyrus get accustomed to spawn life (Forever by Labrinth)

Just a tool in Cazador’s hands (Smother by Daughter)

It’s best to not be friends (I Bet on Losing Dogs by Mitski)

Surviving another winter ball (Gibson Girl by Ethel Cain)

He just can’t stay away (Solitude by M83)

Getting closer and closer (We All Knew by Labrinth)

They get alone time at last 💋 (After Dark by Mr. Kitty)

Tyrus takes care of him (if it's real, then i'll stay by Bonjr)

Receiving a declaration of love (Cinnamon Girl by Lana Del Ray)

Tyrus is taken away from him (Guns for Hire by Woodkid)

A year passes alone (Never Felt So Alone by Labrinth)

Stealing moments in the dorm (Please Don't Stop by Carina Round)

Any time Cazador drains him 😢 (Ptolomaea by Ethel Cain)

Comforting Tyrus after (Broken by Patrick Watson)

Learning magic together (Here by Hydelic)

Dealing with forced intimacy again (A Pearl by Mitski)

Enduring another winter ball (Where Is My Mind by Safari Riot)

Declaring his love back (No Shade in the Shadow of The Cross by Sufjan Stevens)

Finally having good, happy sex (Spiracle by Flower Face)

Learning how to trust (Exit Music (For A Film) by Radiohead)

He considers Ascension (All For Us by Labrinth & Zendaya)

It's time for revenge (Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up) by Florence + The Machine)

He gets a happy ending (I Want To Live by Borislav Slavov)

Hope you enjoy 💙💙

[dr-futbol-blog]

Underground, Pt. 1

Introduction to the Genii. Lots of lovely interaction in this episode, as Genii-episodes are often real McSheppy.

In Underground (S01E08), we return to the theme of food, hunger, and Sheppard observing McKay like a hungry hungry hippo hawk. The expedition is running out of food, which is why they have to start meeting new people. It begins at a team-meeting where Sheppard has, in fact, started leaning on his hands so that he can keep doing the same thing he has apparently been doing for a good while here once the episode starts: watching McKay.

He can't look away. He is not even blinking. Oh, he tries to. He just can't. He is gazing at McKay through this entire meeting.

Eleven is an interesting number in this context. If someone wanted to make a comical exaggeration, ten cups or a dozen cups would make sense. Eleven is oddly specific which means that it's the result of actually counting the cups he's been drinking, it's the result of observation. Also, while he chastises Rodney, it doesn't sound so much annoyed as it does tender. The kind of 'Oh, you' that's born out of familiarity and fondness. Like he's fascinated by his observation that the other man is drinking a lot of coffee and not like he's drinking them all to ruin. The way Sheppard looks at him is contrasted by Teyla, who looks at McKay eating as though she's put off, even disgusted. That's sure not what Sheppard was doing. We can also contrast it with Ford, who is completely neutral. Also not Sheppard.

When Sheppard says "I guess it's always good to get to know your neighbours" in this weird sing-song cadence, he looks at McKay while he's doing it. He takes one quick glance at Weir, the leader of the expedition and chair of this meeting, but otherwise he is entirely focused on the man stuffing his mouth on the mirror opposite side of the table from him.

Have you been getting to know your new neighbour, Major? This man has absolutely no chill.

Once they reach the Genii homeworld, they come across what they think is a farmer and her beautiful daughter. The farmer is quick to point out that his daughter is betrothed, as though suspecting Sheppard might have designs for her. But the thing is, he actually expressed no interest in this woman what so ever. He doesn't even (jump to) introduce himself which is something we see characters do time and again when we're meant to believe they are interested in a hot specimen of the opposite sex variety. He's not even looking at her, really only makes eye contact with the father and briefly at that. Again, contrasted with Teyla who is beaming at the daughter, Sheppard is extremely nonchalant. If anything, he seems confused that the father would even think that. He even explicitly says that he's not interested:

Tyrus: My daughter, Sora. Sheppard: You must be very proud. Tyrus: She's betrothed. Sheppard: I wasn't hitting on your daughter. I just thought...

You'd be polite? Try to make a good first impression? Compliment you, my dude, by way of the fruit of your loins, the exceptionally good-looking Farmer Joe that you are?

Where Ford side-eyes the farmer as they part ways with him, Sheppard leaves him with a smile and a nod. Clearly, he's on what he later calls his "best behaviour".

But the father wasn't the only one worried about Sheppard's disposition toward the young beauty. When Sheppard turns to Teyla to comment that "They look friendly enough" in a completely neutral way, he gets this worried, searching look from McKay:

Beautiful young woman. Blonde. McKay has zero interest because none of the other guys show interest. He makes sure that Sheppard has no interest, here. Satisfied that this is not the case, McKay himself then proceeds to have no interest. Contrast all of this with the introduction of Perna in the previous episode, Poisoning the Well (S01E06). My guy has so little interest in women he needs other guys to point out when someone is hot.

As they part, we get another private moment between Sheppard and McKay. The fact that as soon as they depart, McKay seeks Sheppard out to make this conspiratorial remark shows us that they are in the process of creating their own little world together. This is also one of the first examples of what McKay will later call "the kidding," which is to say, Sheppard saying counterfactual things just to wind him up.

McKay: Maybe we should offer a sense of humour in trade. Sheppard: Sure. They can have yours. McKay: Oh, please, my side. You slay me. Sheppard: I'm thinking about it.

Again, he uses this sing-song voice to say it. Obviously, he's not literally thinking about slaying McKay. He sure does seem to love teasing the guy, though. I mean, later on (in Sateda, S03E04) he confesses he sometimes takes actual time to think up of ways to tease him about something. Of course, we could alternatively interpret Sheppard as saying that he's thinking about McKay's side here (that is, he often says things that he means literally and people merely interpret in their own way due to this tone of voice) but really he seems to be thinking about the entire package, pretty much all of the time.

But what's curious is that Sheppard actually kind of complimented McKay here, in a back-handed way. He's saying that unlike these people, the man does have a sense of humour, and that his sense of humour is something they could trade with. McKay is quick to interpret it as an insult but for a jibe, it's really weird. "Hey my man, you're much better company than these people." And the episode does go out of its way to show us that Sheppard really does enjoy his company.

The feeling is mutual since, as soon as he's faced with the choice of attending a harvest ceremony (where, one presumes, one might find a plethora of rosy-cheeked maidens) or following the Major, he opts to go back (alone) with Sheppard. Also notable is that while Sheppard orders Ford to stay behind, McKay gets to make his own decision about what to do and where to go.

As this is getting rather long, continued in Part 1.

[maygrcnt]

i understand the destiel to buddie pipeline but i think the tyrus to buddie pipeline is also so incredibly real because ,,, they’re so similar it’s truly insane. the energy not only textually but meta textually and the feelings involved in watching their journeys. every time one of buck or eddie says the most insane in love with each other thing i just think…. that’s exactly how tyrus used to talk to each other

[bearenjoyers]

brbabcs characters based on how likely they’d be to smoke a cigarette with victor.

tyrus: 100%

jesse: if they both had a smoke break at the same time victor would be the one to walk away

kim: there’s nothing saying it didn’t happen. real talk she wouldn’t go out of her way but if they happened to both be in the same place at the same time neither of them would walk away from the other

skyler: i don’t even want her near him

[peachyxboy]

A Love so Sweet, it Hurts 🥀 - Hello Hello 💐

El Michoacano - Albuquerque, New Mexico

Circa 2004

Lalo never thought himself to be an anxious man. He never had a reason to be. Despite all the things he's done, and will continue to do, he never really had nerves in his stomach or a tightness in his chest. He always had a calmness and joie de vivre that just came naturally to him. However, the feeling of anticipation didn't leave the whole time. The excitement of knowing by the end of the week, he would finally get to see her. Though, as much as he wanted to spend the time thinking and planning out their evening, unfortunately, Lalo had some bigger fish to fry. He still knew his reasons for being here, and that his real goal was to run the business as smoothly as possible, while also trying to get to the bottom of what Fring was planning. Specifically, his business with Werner Ziegler. He knew there were no associates with that name, or any plans of expanding to Germany. At least, they (the real cartel) weren't. The more Lalo found out about Fring, the more questions seemed to turn up.

Nevertheless, there was still business to be done like today's count. Nothing was out of the ordinary, aside from Lalo's thoughts. "Werner Zeigler...Werner Zeigler. Zeeiiigler," he murmured to himself, not caring if Nacho found it annoying (which he did), "You know how many Werner Zeiglers there are in Germany? Twenty-seven. Twenty-six now, according to Mrs. Zeigler.

Nacho just shook his head as he fidgeted with a salt packet. "I told you, I never heard of the guy."

"What about 'Michael'?"

Nacho leaned back in his chair, "Like I said, I only know the names of two guys over there."

"Yeah, yeah. Victor and Tyrus," he rapped his fingertips on his thighs, before his gaze landed on the street dealer and he pointed towards him, "You."

"Y-Yeah?" he asked anxiously.

"Werner Zeigler, you ever heard of that guy? Werner. Zeigler?"

"Uhh, no."

"What about Michael? A bald gringo. He's in the game."

The dealer just shook his head, and Lalo dropped the subject for now. However, he did continue to talk out loud, before turning to his two men and trying to sniff out if there was anything else. "So there's nothing new going on, huh? Nothing...different?"

"Like what?"

"Like anything."

Nacho was silent, but Domingo shot him a worried look before turning to face forward again. Lalo immediately noticed and turned his gaze to him. Unfortunately for Nacho, Dom couldn't keep a secret with that baby face and doe-eyes. "What?" Lalo asked sternly.

Nacho could see the other start to grow nervous from the pressure, so he tried to quickly interject, "It's nothing."

Lalo gave him a look, to which he only tried to explain it away, "It's nothing, man, couple of skells on Fourth have been complaining that this stuff is stepped on."

"Stepped on?" he looked towards baby face, "You hear that too?"

Domingo finally turned to face him and shrugged, "They say it's different."

"Different how?"

"Skells complain," Nacho tried to reassure him, "It's what they do."

Lalo thought for a moment before standing. "Okay. Show me."

Nacho and Dom gave each other one last look, before Nacho stood to drive him. Just as they were about to leave the restaurant, Lalo turned back and took out his wallet, "You know where Lovelace Hospital is, right Domingo?"

"Yeah, why?"

Lovelace Hospital

Tala on the other hand was not fairing well with the anticipation. She had already misplaced two of her pens, and it wasn't even lunch yet. A million things were going through her mind, and while plans of cocaine distribution and possible rivals weren't one of those things, she still had a very full plate. The thing that was bugging her the most, were her feelings towards Lalo. She would be lying if she said there wasn't an attraction, but what Tala didn't know was how far that attraction went. Obviously, she could only speak for herself when it came to her feelings. She liked Lalo a lot, probably more than a lot if she were being honest, but there was still things she had to consider. For all she knew, she could just be a fling Lalo wanted to distract himself while here in America. Additionally, she didn't know if and when Lalo would return to Mexico, and she didn't wanted to get too ahead of herself in thinking what that would mean for them.

As much as her mind wanted to stay on the topic of her love life, Tala still had a job to do. She was doing her rounds when she noticed a familiar face standing at the nurse's station: "Dom?"

He turned and she could see in his hands were a bouquet of roses, "Hey, doc."

"You visiting someone?" she asked.

"No, these are for you," he said as he handed them over.

Tala smiled as she took the flowers in her hands, "Confessing your love already?"

He blushed and laughed, "No, they're from Lalo. I'm just delivering."

She immediately paused and looked at the card attached to them:

Two more days.

This time, Tala's cheeks went flushed as a smile formed on her face. "I-I...tell him I said thank you. Sorry that he made you deliver these all the way here, though."

"No, it's cool. I'm not the only one."

Tala's expression turned puzzled, "The only one?"

Just then, the elevator had opened and a procession of eleven of Lalo's street dealers came in with a bouquet of all different kinds of flowers. The sight was definitely something to behold as these rough-looking thugs all had a bouquet in hand, before placing it on the desk in front of her. Everyone had stopped to look at the commotion, the nurses giggling with excitement at the new material they would gossip about later. Tala stood there in utter shock, but her heart did flutter at the idea of Lalo planning this romantic gesture.

During her lunch break, Tala had stepped out to make a call.

"Hello?"

"I thought we agreed on no more causing scenes at my hospital?" she teased.

"Doctora. So you got my flowers?"

"Yes. All twelve of them."

"I didn't know which ones you likes the most."

"You know, you could've just got one of each flower for one bouquet."

"And why would I do just the bare minimum for you when I can always do more?"

Admittedly, Tala did feel the familiar fluttering in her chest again when he said that. "Well, I just wanted to thank you. They're all lovely."

"I'm glad you think so, I wanted something that could try and match your beauty."

"Are you just saying that so I'll see you sooner?"

"Depends, can you?"

Tala chuckled, "Unfortunately, I can't. I have another late night. Sorry."

"Don't be, I enjoy waiting for you."

Just as Tala was about to say something, she heard her pager go off. She sighed, "I have to go, but I'll try and call you when I can."

"I look forward to it."

Nacho's Car

Nacho had tried not to vomit while hearing Lalo speak with the doctor over the phone. Honestly, he wished he traded placed with Dom and didn't have to sit through all this lovey-dovey shit. He had spoken with Fring regarding the doctor, and Gus had advised to try and see if there was anything serious going on. And if the doctor was to get involved more than just physically, that he should report it immediately. For Tala's sake, Nacho hoped she wouldn't. He had only interacted with her in passing when she was still Hector's doctor, but she seemed like a good person. And way too smart to get involved with a Salamanca. He was relieved though when he finally hung up.

"Are you in a relationship, Nacho?"

He glanced over at his boss for a second before back on the road, "No."

"No girlfriend, wife? Nothing like that?"

"No," he repeated.

Lalo just hummed as he looked at the passing buildings, "So you wouldn't know a place to take someone on a date? Somewhere nice? Not a club, but maybe a lounge or restaurant."

Nacho was about to reiterate himself when he got a sudden idea.

"I might know a place."

[slxsherwriter]

Short-term Guests, Long Term Consequences

Fandom: Good Day For It

Pairing: Wayne Jackson x Reader, Norman Tyrus & Reader (platonic)

Word count: 3,415

Warnings: Cursing, Wayne being grabby without permission

Author's Note: Well, I just had to do something for Wayne after doing something for Norman, right? This one was written with @slashingdisneypasta mind, especially after wonderful content has been shared as the gif belong and her own fics! Hope you enjoy.

Norman couldn't say he was entirely thrilled about the prospect; after all, you were supposed to be separate from the Tyrus gang for safety reasons in his mind, and lord only knew how Dale and Wayne were going to react to you. But desperate times called for desperate measures, and this was one of the last tricks in the book he had to play. On the run, with the two thugs in tow, Norman knew if this didn't pan out, they would all be spending quite a long time in jail. A prospect that didn't leave the warm fuzzies for any of them. Lyle might just have all their heads, which was a far less appealing prospect than even prison. 

So here he was, driving Wayne and Dale to the one place that he hadn’t ever wanted to bring them, ignoring all the questions that were coming his way. 

“Just….shut it. For a few minutes. You wanted a safe house that they didn't know about, and that's where I'm bringing us all.” The edge to his voice was far more firm than usual.

You hadn't been expecting any company. A nice quiet afternoon, spending reading and cleaning up the house a bit since it was your day off. It came as a surprise when the back door rattled. It had been locked, and there wasn't any sound of glass breaking before the familiar thud of the door hitting the wall could be heard. 

There were only two people that had keys to your house, and you didn't think that you would be seeing either of them any time soon. 

“Well, shit, you been holding out on us, Norman?”

“Nice place. Doesn't seem like a safe house.”

The two voices were unfamiliar, but the name uttered by the first was. Setting aside the book that you had been planning on starting, deciding to investigate what was going on. Did Norman bring people here if he thought that you weren't home? Your gut feeling told you that wasn't it, but anything with the Tyrus brothers was possible. 

“Norman?” You had just caught sight of the familiar blonde head of hair and lanky frame through the doorway that led to the kitchen and the backdoor. A heavy sigh could be heard even from where you stood. 

“Hey, sweetheart,” he greeted as he made himself appear back in your line of vision. He looked tired, a little haggard. Oh, something was most definitely wrong. 

“Sweetheart?” Your eyes jumped to the others in the room as you inched forward. A rowdy, motley looking duo of guys. But they were hanging back, respecyfully, even if the younger man was poking around in one of the drawers beside him. These weren't two that you had ever met. You could see the tension filling Norman's form and decided that perhaps it was best to try and defuse the situation. As quickly as possible. A brawl in the middle of your kitchen was not something that you wanted. 

“Well, you're all here now, and I figure I'll know why soon enough. Come on and make yourselves at home. Anyone hungry?”

“Oh, I could eat!” The enthusiasm brought a smile to your face in spite of the circumstances that you had a feeling you wouldn't particularly like. 

“All right. Living room is that way. Feel free to turn whatever you want to watch. I'll whip something up real quick.” You moved further into the kitchen. The men shifted, followed by the sound of a smack echoing out. 

“Fuck! All right.” Norman was glowering at the man in the denim jacket. You had most certainly missed something but the two wandered off towards the living room while Norman hung back. 

“Gonna cue me into what's going on?” You asked, tone light but demanding an answer from the man that you had known for the better part of half of your life. He leaned against the counter beside you, causing you to absently reach into the fridge and hand off a beer. 

“We need a place to lay low for a few days, possibly two weeks…” He opened the beer and took a long pull. Two weeks. It must be bad if this was where he ended up. You wanted to press for more information, but another part of you didn't want to know what the hell it was that had them needing to hunker down like this. Norman had always been careful to try to keep that part of his life away from you and yours. Something that you appreciated. 

“Okay. Guess that means I'm gonna have to do a bit of shopping. You guys need anything specific? And any food restrictions I gotta know about?” The itch on the back of your neck was intense as you grabbed out some ingredients to throw together a quick meal for the men. Norman was staring at you. You could tell from the feeling without having to look at him. 

“No, think we're good. Got some bags in the car with clothes. I'll give ya some money so you can get groceries.” At that moment, you knew better than to argue. Besides, it would help given how tight money has been for you over the last few weeks. Cut hours at work due to slow business were finally starting to catch up. “You know I wouldn't have brought this to your door if I coulda helped it.” 

“I know, Norman. It's okay.” As much worry as it caused, you knew better than to let that on, and honestly, you would prefer not to see him locked away. So, if staying at your place with his crew for however long this would take was what was needed, then so be it. 

“Dale and Wayne are harmless. Mostly. They’ll behave as long as they are here. They give you any trouble, you let me know. Okay?” You nodded absently as you chopped some veggies. 

“Got it.” Pausing long enough to look up, you gave him a smile. “I'm sure everything will be fine, Norman. Don't worry. Any issues, I'll come to you right away.” That seemed to ease the concern as he relaxed further and took another pull from his beer. After a second, he nodded and headed off to the living room, leaving you alone to cook and process everything that had happened. 

*********

A few days in, and things were actually going far more smoothly than you have imagined. Sure, having three men in your house created a sort of chaos that you weren't used to, but there was an odd routine to fall into among them. With Norman there, you were less worried about leaving them alone in your home when you headed out for your scheduled shifts. Dale and Wayne were nosy at best. Especially since it seemed that Norman hadn't let anyone know about you. Which, made sense and didn't bother you the way that they seemed to think it would have. It was an extra protection. 

Dale was easy enough to keep occupied. Food, movies, some sort of distraction, and he was less destructive. Not entirely so, as could be seen in the broken lamp, chair, and picture frame but less than what he could have been. At the same time, he was willing to help around the house, surprisingly easy to direct. And the job was done about ninety-five percent correctly. The tasks were mainly things that you hadn't had a chance to get to and ones that he couldn't mess up too badly. Dale seemed to be happy to do something and receive praise. 

Norman did what he always did when he was around. Genuinely relax to some degree. He refused to let you spend money on groceries and had given enough money to replace what Dale had broken with something that was actually nicer than what had been destroyed in the first place. No matter what you had to say about it. He did his best to keep the other two in line and from crawling up the walls. You had serious doubts that they stuck in one place, inside, for this long and they had a while still to go. There was only so much to do in your home. The rest of the time? He actually would read with you. Quiet shared moments that reminded you of when you were much younger and he snuck away from his older brother for so much needed peace. 

Wayne? Now, he was a bit of a different story. Wayne was pretty much always around unless Norman was spending time with you. A near constant presence that was admittedly a little difficult to adjust to since you were so used to being on your own. Not in the shared space sense but more in the sense of a constant presence around you. And oddly enough, as difficult as it was to adjust to, it wasn't something that bothered you. Once or twice, you had caught Norman telling him off. Thought wasn't really given to those instances. Wayne liked to talk, and he was far more handsy than just about anyone you had ever dealt with in life. Something that occurred more and more after the first two days, and mainly when he knew Norman wasn't around to catch him. It was almost as if it was a game. Were you encouraging it? Maybe a little since, after the first few times, you stopped slapping his hands away and almost leaned into the touches.

A war raged within you, trying to make the determination if letting him continue to pursue something was smart or not. The answer really was no. It wasn't like he would be the sort to come home every night and sit at a table with you. They were out days at a time, various acts of violence and illegal activities filling his day. It just complicated life for you more if you let that in further than what you already had with Norman. And what would he think? Besides being none too happy. 

You couldn't remember the last time that you had made a bad decision in life. Everything was so carefully thought and planned out. With the exception of the occasional blip in the radar, thanks to Norman. There was probably more harm in good with the choice of letting go and seeing where things took you, but for once, that was exactly what you wanted. It was going to be able keeping it hidden from Norman for the time being simply to avoid the hassle and headache. 

Wayne had taken the lack of resistance as a green light to ramp things up. Murmured teasing seemed to be one of his favorite things to do. Not only would he get handsy when he could, but now there were dirty little comments for your ears only. Careful utterances of just what had entered his mind that day, devolving into less wholesome territory the longer you allowed it to happen. 

Norman had been called up by Lyle and needed to handle something for his older brother. He had decided to take Dale before something else in your house broke and had tried to get Wayne to come as well but the argument had been made that it would be better for less people to go, since they were laying low. In case they did end up pulled over or in trouble. A sound argument and one that he couldn't really fight against. 

The door had barely closed, and Wayne was right at your side. There was no doubt that he had been lurking in anticipation of the very moment. Biding time until he had you all to himself. Now, there wasn't any hiding, any need for whispered words. Who knew how long you had but whatever it was, to him it was enough to at least progress what had been flirted with the past few days. All secrets could be out in the open. Freedom often brought a further sense of daring, and Wayne seemed to be no exception to that rule. Act first, think later. Consequences be damned. 

“Seems we got the place to ourselves.” He didn't waste any time. His arm was almost instantly around your waist, tugging you close to his side. The soft, worn fabric of the t-shirt still held strong to whatever cologne he had bothered with that morning. The grin could practically be heard in the words. All the confidence in the world that you weren't about to turn him down. And you weren't. But did he need to know that right now? Not a chance. 

“Brilliant powers of observation. I thought I might just take a nap since I might get lucky and have a little peace and quiet.” Playfully, you pulled away, though it seemed even the slightest hint had the man on edge and his arm tightened further. 

“Just where do you think you're going, huh?” The chuckle that reverberated in your ear was low, and before you knew it, Wayne was nearly pinning you to the doorway. The position put him just slightly behind you. There wasn't a chance that you were going to escape the grasp that he had on you. A dangerous position, and your eyes strayed to the door for just a moment, almost as if anticipating Norman and Dale walking right back in. But they didn't. You two were truly on your own. Just a hint of nerves hit right then. “Aww, don't go tensing on me now, sweetheart.” You took a second to breathe before relaxing, turning and tipping your head just a bit to try and see him. 

“Well, I guess I could be persuaded to change my afternoon plans.” The grin that spread across his features happened in a flash. His eyes dipped lower before finding yours once more. 

“Yeah? And what will make you change your mind?” There was both an underlying promise there if you wanted to look at it deep enough. With a smile, you shifted just enough to turn towards him. While you were ready for some risk, it had to be tampered just a little bit here. Because clearly, the man was thinking with a one track mind. Were you looking for any commitment? No. Even you knew that was likely a terrible idea until proven otherwise. But a hit and quit was definitely not what you were looking for either and giving in so easily? It would probably make that door far too easy to walk through. 

“Slow your roll a bit there, Wayne.” The pinch of his brow was rather adorable, a thought that you were not going to say to his face. Not yet. Besides, you didn't think he would appreciate the term adorable just yet. The change in position allowed you to settle your hands against his chest, trying to ease the disgruntled reaction that was surely coming. “I'm not saying no. Just….not yet, okay? Why don't you go get settled on the couch? I'll grab us some beers, and we can go from there.” For a moment, it seemed like he might just protest before his body relaxed and the smile eased. 

“All right.” The hold relented after another moment, and he finally stepped back. “Don't keep me waiting, sweetheart.”

“Don't plan on it.” You only slipped away to grab the promised beers after planting a quick kiss to his cheek. The small laugh that came from him made you smile. If his life was anything like Norman's, well, you knew that he probably didn't get a load of comfort or time to properly relax. What better place to start?

Finding him sprawled out on the couch, you were the one giving a soft chuckle this time. He gave a look as if to say what. 

“Ya told me to settle down.”

“I did.” Before anything else could be said, he was yanking you down into his lap. It was a good thing that the beers were closed or they would have been all over the place. 

“There, that's better.” Both arms were tightly wrapped around your waist, once again leaving you with little chance to get out of his grasp. The position was more than anticipated, but you decided to settle and not think too much. You held up the beer that you had grabbed for him, a silent question of if he wanted it or not. Instead of grabbing the beer, his fingers brushed over your cheek before grasping your chin to turn your head. The kiss should have been anticipated but still caught you off guard. Unsurprisingly demanding, but there was a hint of softness. Like he could drag this out for as long as he wanted. Frankly, he could if you were honest. And he probably knew that by the way that you responded. 

Like a couple of teenagers, you were content to hang out on the couch and make out. At some point, his hands had made their way under your shirt and slid up under your back and chesf. Calloused and warm. Perhaps you should have stopped their exploration, but really, you were enjoying the attention and the touch a little too much. A couple of movies passed without all that much attention paid to them before the sounds of a car door slamming and the rattle of the backdoor sounded out. It shook you out of the little world you were in, and almost immediately, like a guilty party, you slipped from the man's lap and settled onto the couch. The disgruntled sound that came from Wayne let you know his displeasure. But he had been just as quick to get hands off when Norman had been around before now. So why would that change? It didn't bother you in the least. The last thing that was needed was Norman getting on your case about something or tension caused in the house. The men still had to be here for who knew how long. Fighting was not something that you wanted to do or have to deal with between them. Norman was protective, a track record proven a few times over the last several years, so it wasn't worth testing the limit. Just in line with the thoughts that you had when debating if it was worth it or not in the first place. 

Norman and Dale appeared from around the corner. Dale looked a little roughed up, a split lip new compared to when they had left. Your head cocked and eyes jumped to Norman, a silent question that likely would go unanswered but worth asking all the same. He subtly shook his head. Right. He glanced between the two of you, which you ignored to the best of your ability and instead took a sip of the second beer that you had grabbed not too long ago. Thankfully. It would be hard to play it off as nothing happening between you if the beers are warm and untouched. Wayne was far less subtle than you were.

“You get your ass handed to you, Dale?” Norman rolled his eyes and flopped down into the chair with a groan while Dale settled his ass right between you and Wayne. Chuckling softly, unable to help the amusement, you decided that getting beer for the other two was probably a smart idea. So, you got yourself up and headed to the kitchen, just as Dale was beginning to mutter and bemoan whatever it was that caused the split lip. You could feel Wayne's eyes on you as you walked to the kitchen, causing you to shake your head to yourself. Before grabbing the beers, you decided to order a few pizzas for dinner for you all. Might as well since you didn't feel like cooking. 

“Enough.” Norman's voice was loud enough to carry. Then again, it often was when he decided that he wanted the others to shut up or there was something that you weren't meant to hear being discussed. You weren't stupid after all. Funny how it felt almost routine now, having all the men in the house and how the thought that they would eventually leave left you feeling a bit sad over it all. That was not something to focus on right now. Instead, it was better to just enjoy the moment, the odd group that was practically calling your home their own, and whatever it was that was happening between you and Wayne.

[themadknightuniverse]

Red Lie Chapter 8 : Lying from you

Summary:

“At first, most people think Lalo devoid of self control. Overly interested in everything. Some even thought the man to be friendly. Ignacio knew better. Or rather, he thought he knew better. And he did, in a way. But he could never imagine what his success would unfurl. Because Ignacio realized that once you caught the real interest of Lalo Salamanca, things becomes entirely bloodcurdling.”

An exploration of Nacho’s character, and using his perception of the world to analyze Lalo along the way. And how they inevitably fall in love.

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Their eyes met. Ignacio's breath caught in his throat at what he found in them. They were as dark as he saw them in his memories. They were cold, so cold, so sharp. But what made his blood ran cold was the singular light shining there. And for the first time since he saw it in these black orbs, Ignacio wondered if it was really an invitation from the start. Because now all it looked like was a promise for an excruciating death.

Ignacio tried to hold Lalo's gaze, breath stilling here and there unconsciously, driving him into an uneven pace. It wasn't helping him to clear his mind, nor to slow the furious speed of his beating heart. After barely a minute he ended up being the one to break the eye contact. He was still in shock. He had truly believed Tyrus. He wanted it to be the reality too much, maybe. He felt like he was stepping right back inside the walls of the hacienda. Except the life inside the walls has disappeared. As he stepped inside, he had to face the consequences. He had to carefully step around the bodies laying on the ground, trembling feet carefully avoiding the puddles of blood. All these lives ended, all these sacrifices, the waiting, the act, for nothing.

“Are you okay?”

Ignacio almost startled at the sound of Lalo's voice. It was a strange mix of coldness and care. It sounded fake. Are you okay? How much time just passed by? Ignacio dropped his head, shut his eyes, and took a breath in. Of course he wasn't okay. He was really lacking sleep, he barely ate anything, his injury was bleeding again. And now he was attached to a chair in a dark room god knows where, with three Salamancas wanting him dead. That was Lalo's plan? Play with him before making him pay?

“You look a little pale.” Ignacio opened his eyes, gritting his teeth, and looked in Lalo's direction, not meeting his eyes, but just to keep him in his line of sight. “Did you see a ghost or something?”

Ignacio almost expected Lalo to laugh at his own joke. He could hear it, the dark sneer. But there was only the silence. Lalo surely would have if the circumstances were different. He would have if so many lives haven't been erased. If it wasn't him sitting in this chair.

[bambinification]

Tyrus Wong's influence on Bambi's artstyle really cannot be overstated.

Like, I'm sure a lot of people have Pointed Out that Bambi's backgrounds are unlike other Disney works because of Wong's inspiration coming from Chinese ink paintings. But after watching 4 hours of behind the scenes content for Bambi, I *really* want to hammer it home for people that he didn't just bring in an idea that Walt liked. Walt literally *asked* for the aspects of Wong's work, without even knowing what he was asking for.

During Bambi's production, Walt Disney struggled for a Long time to capture the exact style he wanted. He emphasized ad nauseam that he didn't want Bambi to be a cartoon with anthropomorphized characters and environments. When his artists were working on concept art based on photographs taken in real forests, the art was constantly too detailed. They couldn't have complex backgrounds with every single leaf drawn in, but they also couldn't NOT have leaves drawn in, right? Additionally, from day one, Walt insisted on subtlety. He didn't want a cartoon, but he didn't want photorealism. He wanted to capture the essence of nature, to make you Feel the forest more than seeing it in detail. He wanted realism of Vibes.

Hey, does that sound familiar? Almost like those qualities were popular in ink wash paintings in China during the Song dynasty?? (And then later in Japanese ink paintings??)

Walt Disney did not have the education or the words to express that he wanted qualities of traditional Chinese landscape paintings in the Song Dynasty. But the aspects that he described wanting in his creative meetings are *textbook* features of Chinese and Japanese ink paintings. Essence over detail, an end result that definitely *looks* like a detailed landscape, but with techniques in minimalism and almost pre-impressionism.

So when Wong showed his concept art to his supervisor, it was less of a "oh this looks rad" situation and more like a "sent from God to answer our prayers" situation. Tyrus Wong didn't just influence Bambi; I genuinely believe he saved the film. He was the only person to give Disney exactly what he was asking for, and he did it with ease because he was familiar with an artform rich in qualities that Walt was specifically looking for.

Now, I know most people know Walt himself moved Wong to head background supervisor after that. However, Wong was laid off during Walt's anti-union bitch fit in 1941, and I don't think Wong was hired back. Even so, the animators that remained at Disney in 2005 clearly hold great reverence for his work. He's mentioned in all but two of the backstage featurettes.

[king-of-confections]

WHO RUNS THE BLOG?

Why, King Candy of course!

He is the main focus of the entire blog! Be it in-character or out-of-character. If you found this blog, I have a sneaking suspicion you already know a thing or two about everyone's favourite eccentric monarch & greatest racer, given the small fandom WIR has nowadays.

BUT WHO ELSE IS ALSO A PRIME FOCUS ON THIS BLOG?

Believe it or not, His Puffiness is not going to always be the center of attention... there's a lot more to Sugar Rush nowadays than ever!

Canon-wise... Sour Bill, Taffyta and the Turbo Twins are going to be present.

OC-wise... oh man, where do I begin?

Thiefling - a glitching malware the program built from Vanellope's code remains, mixed with Turbo's & cy-bugs. Appearance-wise, she's an amalgamation of cy-bug & Sugar Rush/TurboTime parts, she can turn into a whole candy cy-bug too!; personality-wise, well... you'll see a lot of resemblances with Vanellope, but that loveable usurped racer sadly does not exist anymore.

Because King Candy had torn up and ripped out Vanellope's code box, the game's sudden shut down ended up completely erasing her identity, she died as the game restarted- the Program simply re-built a new entity with the scraps. But unlike Vanellope, Thiefling proves to be an actual, real threat; she's not just a glitch, she's a malware. If she snoops in the wrong place (AHEM like a certain room full of very sensitive coding at the moment, or hypothetically were to cross a finish line on a racing kart) she could end up actually destroying the entire game, causing another, permanent, shutdown.

Thiefling lives to cause mischief on purpose, not with ill intent- but either just to survive or to have fun, she's still only a child despite being a malware; she steals (as her name implies) mainly food, tries to break into places to gain access to things that aren't hers (shiny trinkets), and she often attempts to disrupt the races. But she does not do so because she wants to race, she has a complete disinterest to do so- despite the King's palpable doubts, she simply lives to be silly and gaze at the wonders of her world. She's one of the rowdiest creatures there have ever been in Sugar Rush, she drives the king crazy!

Rotti -

Candybug - yet another amalgamation of bits and pieces from three different games by the Sugar Rush program, heavily influenced by King Candy's narrative of being the 'ruler' of Sugar Rush, the program created an almost perfect copy of Turbo and his royal persona, if it wasn't for the fact that this one 'double' of himself has absolutely zero recollection of TurboTime, and well- his appearence is a mess of King Candy and Cy-Bug; CB believes himself to be the 'true' King Candy that has been usurped by a fake, and because he is the true king- everything in the game obeys him by law- including the cy-bugs. He believes being part of an underground hive is enough proof that HE should be the true monarch (when in reality he's just half cy-bug and they recognize pheramones or something like that).

Tyrus - the original mascot straight from TurboTime...

Cy-guts - another amalgamation of human and bug, loose-cannon, self-proclaimed 'exterminator' of Cy-Bugs. She doesn't despise them, she has no reason to considering she's almost as feral as one, but there's just something in her code... something feral... yet strict and authoritative that demands her mission to be: KILL! EA̶T̷̪̄!̶̫̑━ Destroy all Cy-Bugs.

She believes the king of Sugar Rush to be a threat because of his insectoid half... and the King believes her to be a threat in return because of her recklessness and madness (oh the irony), believing she could end up harming his subjects.

Cy-berg - a bugged cy-bug (not pun intended I promise) that immigrated all the way from Hero's Duty! It fled to Sugar Rush as a baby once hatched, it's perpetually blue coloration instead of neon green made it stand out like a sore thumb, it has only been successfully blinded in one eye by Sgt. Calhoun.

Now fully grown and residing within Sugar Rush, the giant insect has been adopted into Candybug's hive; Berg's programming is completely unresponsive, bugged out really! This means that it does not respond to the average cy-bug program. It does not kill, it can eat but is not obligated to, and doesn't become anything when it does eat, it doesn't multiply and it doesn't respond to beacons of light. It just exists, a completely tame bug.

[pseudophan]

Personally, big fan of the angsty Tyrus edit

thank you thank you it's real shit but honestly the andi mack era was so fun

[toastess-with-the-mostess]

Let's Rewind! Toast watches Voltron: Defender of The Universe (1984)

Season 1, Episode 27: The Green Medusa Season 1, Episode 28: Treasure of Planet Tyrus

Episode 27: The Green Medusa ALL RIGHT MY OTHER FAVORITE EPISODE OF DOTU

Ty Lotor for the lore, Planet Medusa was hit with a solar flare that put all of its people into a coma, his plan is to snatch one and let it loose on Arus ofc The sad part about this is that they picked a mother who lost her children, so she's having the worst time

I like the design for the Medusan, just wish it had more flair and no boobs,, is this woman not reptilian why does she have breasts

Ah there's the namesake, when angry the Medusan can grow pretty large, their hair transforms into snakes, and ya guessed it, their laser vision turns enemies to stone she looks a lot more monstrous in this form, a better look imo

Hey a scene from before is reused! We're back on Arus now and the scene of people crowding around lance pidge and hunk for their offer of food from the episode where Sven got got was reused for them calling for orphans since Allura is using part of the castle as an orphanage now A sweet gesture, wish there was more info about it

Back at the castle, an infant apparently chose Keith to be their foster dad oh, I am so making either an AU or a HC from this scene omg

PIDGE LORE he's an orphan! And adopted out of the system recently from what it looks like

His adoptive parents <3

aw no Pidge,, he still wishes to have his biological mother with him, that's always a hard wish to have, not that I can comment much on it as I'm not adopted

Attack time and the team is already in their lions wow, no launch animation sequence? Amazing

AND NO ANNOUNCEMENT ABOUT THE MEDUSAN? THIS ISN'T THE USUAL EPISODE FORMAT also pidge ejects from green who ends up smashing into the castle flooring below, I thought you were a better pilot than this kid

The Medusan mother grabs him after he lands onto the floor but instead carefully picks him up and places him onto her palm, even her expression is soft! This is why I love this episode, pidge found a mom and yknow what good for him because he keeps getting badass women figures in his life

Allura is freaking out about it and Lance wants to shoot everything at her for grabbing pidge before keith tells him again that she's got pidge in her grasp PIDGE IS JUST ROUTINELY GETTING ADOPTED AT THIS POINT AND WE LOVE THAT HERE

Pidge wakes up in a cave with the Medusan and tries running off but for some reason turns back and then immediately gets brought back by one of her snakes who nuzzle him after picking him back up how cute! I think Pidge knows something is going on especially because she only took him elsewhere instead of killing him

"he's awful little to see from up here" -Hunk such a cute line

PIDGE YOU MADE HER CRY, at least he apologized Lotor finds the two of them and immediately tries to capture them, but she protects pidge from it, and he finally realizes she's protecting him

Pidge likes snakes, sucks for lance who is definitely afraid of snakes after Bokar

Lotor says that he created a monster with too good a heart Created?? mf you KIDNAPPED A MOTHER AFTER FORCFULLY AWAKING HER FROM HER COMA YOU DIDN'T CREATE SHIT

Coran and Nanny immediately think Pidge is dead after the team searches for him again and still doesn't find him which like that's a sane assumption, but I'm also biased against them so how fucking DARE they pretend to care now >:/

Sike, Pidge is alive and he made friends with his new mom, Anga HE'S JUST CHILLING ON HER HAND LIKE IT'S NOTHING, MAN IS LIVING THE LIFE And suddenly Hunk is real hopeful that Anga has a friend lol

Attack hours again, this time with a REAL robeast and Haggar tries to force Anga to attack pidge so he PULLS OUT HIS GUN TO SHOOT AT HAGGAR ICONIC

Anyway Anga is shrunk down to her normal size and Pidge gets back to making sure Haggar knows who the bitch is between the both of them, and it ain't the little boy with a blicky that's for sure

Pidge gets a piggyback ride from Anga but she's super hurt and collapses before they reach the castle so Pidge promises to come back for her after having a memory of his adoptive mother giving him a piggyback right too THIS KID CAN FIT SO MUCH BACKSTORY AND TRAUMA IN HIM OH MY GOD

Voltron formed, robeast defeated, another scene is reused where Lance is kissed by allura and pidge gets kisses from the mice when he asks instead not the best scene to use? i mean nobody did anything except for pidge but all he did was make friends with a woman who died trying to do the right thing for him

/episode end

Episode 28: Treasure of Planet Tyrus

Planet Tyrus is a vacation planet i see, i can't tell if it was taken over and made a vacation planet for the villains to relax at or if it was always like that

So as an amateur archivist for older voltron content, I can definitely see why there were so many people who loved lotor specifically, the douchebag attitude probably doesn't take away from his looks either huh

oh so definitely conquered and it's lotors birthday! I wonder when this aired so I can assign that to him

i'm sorry, Zarkon stole treasure from Arus the week before the events of the episode?? guys what the fuck are you letting happen on arus

the team infiltrates the ship that apparently carrying said treasure, and it's deserted! they find a golden statue of lotor though, so that's pretty wild what the fuck is chitter doing on the ship, did i skip something on accident again

I'm sorry, red lion is able to phase through fucking metal? Lance is straight up hiding in the lotor statue what does this fucking imply because-

lotor sends a squad to go grab the treasure from the ship and keith pretends to be a guard only for the lead of the squad to say "nah youre not treasure so fend for yourselves" absolutely ruthless

the quality of this dub is so low lmao, looks like the team didn't realize that it was keith under the mask when he fell with the key in front of lotor because it was hunks voice first before keith suddenly pipes up and reveals himself

lotor v lance sword fight rematch AND LANCE GETS CAUGHT BY A TRAP DOOR WHAT KEITH TRIED TO CATCH HIM BUT WATCHED HIM FALL very homosexual of them

how many times has allura slapped lotor now? 3 times? she's right to do it every time

oh shit keith lance and pidge are about to be burnt a la witch trials, obvs allura is forced to watch because why would lotor kill her but mouse to save the day because chitter is biting the rope away

LANCE SURVIVES AND HE BLOWS UP BOTH THE CAKE AND THE STATUE he's so great, what a way to stick it to lotor on his birthday

voltron v command ship, obvs they win and apparently are able to get the valuables back allura makes fun of lotor and says he aged 10 years instead of only the 1

/episode end

[imagineitdearies]

I am so curious about what is going through Cazador mind when the subject is Tyrus, cause wtf.

My theory is that friend his old master killed and then impaled Cazador for 11 years

Like, he's living viciously through Tyrus the fantasy that ok,maybe his friend wasn't able to rescue him,but he is alive and support him in this hell making everything a little bit better.But this projection is on a subconscious level.

For a moment due to the interactions with Amanita I thought hmmm Tyrus would be the perfect heir, obedient as fuck and not rebellious,and like he is the most like the other spawn that behaves like the family role that was imposed on him if you understand me? He behaves like a son.But again,Tyrus was made to be consumed.

And what is this family talk? Why is he so insistent on that..To be honest it's totally impractical, in the game until the last moments he was insistent on saying that he and the seven spawns are family , as if two seconds ago he wasn't saying that Astarion was made to be consumed, but ok,and it's not like when he lied saying that the seven would gain ascension out of pure cruelty, it's purely impractical no one believes they are family, there is no psychological horror on their part of torturing a sibling.

I think the motive that Cazador is so adamant of the family business is conected to why he transformed amanita and the way he treats Tyrus, anyway RIP Cazador you would have loved Freud.

But again I am probally wrong as fuck.

~Regarding my fic Perfect Slaughter (Astarion x Tav, Astarion backstory-centric)~

Hi anon!! Thanks so much for this question. Cazador had two very objective, practical reasons for turning Tyrus. One, as we know, was for Tyrus's promising necromantic talents. The second will get revealed at the end of part two!

But he also had a third, more....nebulous reason, and I think your conjecture is right on track. In my opinion, Cazador likes to see himself as a very caring, long-suffering, reasonable master. In comparison to his sire, Cazador would say he is benevolent and merciful. And in my fic at least, Vellioth was confirmed by Amanita as a relative of Cazador's, so his obsession with 'family' and enforcing the idea on his spawn (in a twisted, sick way) stems from his resentment of his actual family treating him so terribly. He's replaying his own trauma to some extent, except 'improving' upon it and being the one with all the power this time. I agree that there's some contradiction to calling his spawn family but also saying they are a consumable means to an end--but honestly I love that Cazador contradicts himself there. It shows just how fucked up his perception of what family is has become. Everything becomes about power and control to an abuser.

The Szarrs seem to turn at least one family member into a vampire per generation (see Amanita's journal about her family rites), so Cazador turning Amanita is the usual order of business. But turning her so young? I think this says a few things: 1) though he upheld family tradition, Cazador still had to have a little extra power over his 'heir,' 2) he found every other option from his family line too threatening, 3) on some level, he is attached to the idea of 'fatherhood' and influencing those he has power over, not just controlling them. Not that Amanita has turned out to be that easy to influence anyway 😂

Cazador's feelings about Tyrus are nearly as complicated as they are about Astarion. Tyrus potentially being the 'perfect son' for him is not far off--he's incredibly useful (no matter how Cazador downplays it) and outwardly respectful, he's thoughtful and careful besides being beautiful and young as all Cazador's spawn need to be. Tyrus's only flaw thus far is his weakness for Astarion, which....Cazador can relate to, let's be real lol. And as Tyrus has realized in the recent chapter, Cazador can now use their growing bond to better rein in Astarion and motivate Tyrus to work even harder for him. Unlike Vellioth, Cazador believes love can be useful. I think he'll forever resent his master for killing that friend, you're right, so he's always trying to toe that line: give just the right amount and type of fear and pain into his spawn so that they're easy to control, but not enough to make them angry and dangerous like he became.

Cazador would have felt VERY called out by Freud 😂

Thank you for this lovely ask, it was wonderful to write out these thoughts that have been mostly just bouncing around in my skull as I write Cazador in PS! In chapter 16, we'll get a little peek into Cazador's thoughts and motivations too, so watch out for that!

Happy holidays everyone 🥰🥰

[loadednachosao3]

so someone in the comments of WBWH asked what a/b/o designations the other BCS characters are in my fic universe, and I think I gotta answer! under a cut just in case you don't want spoilers (though idk yet exactly which of these other characters will appear in the story proper, so don't get your hopes up, lol)

fun for worldbuilding anyway! subject to change if I find something else that works better later on. let's dive in:

Gus - omega. and a bit of a complex situation! he came to the cartel initially as an open omega, and Max was his bonded alpha partner. Hector almost killed HIM instead of Max, but got A Look from Eladio and switched it up at the last second, realizing that Eladio would rather have a heartbroken omega to control than an enraged mourning alpha. (bad decision, since Max probably would've turned out less ruthless.)

he's openly omega in his civilian persona, but alpha in his cartel one. so, most people who know him assume he's an alpha pretending to be an omega for his cover, when really he's an omega pretending to be an alpha pretending to be an omega... inception! does that even make any sense?

Victor and Tyrus - alphas, btw.

Mike - alpha, but he pretends to be a beta. does anyone in this universe own what they are? anyway... Mike dislikes the alpha posturing bullshit, always has. he was open about it when he was a cop, but after moving to Albuquerque, decided to get a fresh start as a mild-mannered beta parking lot attendant. they tell Kaylee it's not something you should normally lie about (since she knew him from before he moved), but sometimes pop pops want to keep things private. she has no trouble keeping the secret.

Kim - alpha. she doesn't often show it when she's not with Jimmy, though. she's been browbeaten into putting up with people's shit her whole life, and as a result, she feels insecure about being openly alpha. when she gets into public defense, she downplays it even more, thinking it'll help put her clients at ease. dislikes the aggressive alpha lawyer stereotype.

Jimmy - omega. but he's never let that stop him, despite the aforementioned "lawyers are/should be alphas" stereotyping. he's the omegaverse equivalent of what we'd know as nonbinary: doesn't really care about designations one way or the other, and will pretend to be anything if it serves his purposes (real-world equivalent being akin to my gender, "whatever's funniest for the bit"). if it helps him scam someone, he can be your angle or yuor devil alpha or your omega.

as Saul Goodman, he markets himself as "Better Call Saul - the omega that KNOWS how to FIGHT for your RIGHTS! hi, I'm Saul Goodman, and I know a thing or two about being OPPRESSED! about having THE MAN say you're not WORTH DEFENDING! well, I believe that every alpha, beta, and omega in this country has rights..." etc. etc.

Howard - beta. considered a nepo baby because of this. ol' Howard couldn't alpha his way to the top, so he had to have his father hire him, or at least, that's what they say. he doesn't pretend to be something he's not, though. he's not ashamed of who he is, and his clients and coworkers (more or less) respect him for that, if nothing else.

Chuck - alpha. the picture of the alpha attorney stereotype in his prime. Jimmy used to resent him for "stealing all the alpha genes outta mom's womb," but after Chuck telling him about 400 times that the father's sperm are what determines the sex of the baby, he gave it up and got over it. the fact that he's not "living up to his gender" after getting sick weighs on him heavily. toxic alphalinity!

Domingo/Krazy-8 - beta. by the BrBa timeline, he'll have switched to masquerading as an alpha.

and not all of the Salamancas may be as they seem... :)

that's all the major names I can think of right now! hope this entertained/enlightened!