#unexplored but I thought about it a lot

[tennessoui]

I love past Anakin threatening Qui-Gon into taking Obi-Wan as a padawan. Qui-Gon: I won't be taking another padawan. Anakin: What if you had a gun to your head. And the gun is my moral destruction and possibly the destruction of the Jedi order. Not hypothetically. :)))

what I really like about anakin and qui-gon’s relationship in this fic is there’s literally only one scene where they talk to each other and it’s in obi-wan’s memory and they’re talking to each other about obi-wan and his training (one of the flashbacks in chapter 5)

and I just feel like that’s so indicative of their relationship because anakin could have threatened any master into taking obi-wan as a padawan, could have tried to strong arm anyone into asking the council to train him—but he knew that qui-gon has been trying since he met him to save him and keep him on the path of the Jedi and that Qui-Gon would hold enough affection for him as a man and worry over him as part of a grand prophecy that he went to him first…..

and even then, after qui-gon folded and asked the council to train obi-wan, anakin and qui-gon’s relationship never actually truly recovers because anakin cannot look at the man who’s training HIS padawan and doing it in ways HE wouldn’t. He doesn’t want to talk to him or see him because he’s so angry it came to that and he resents qui-gon for taking obi-wan as much as he is relieved that he did

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

since chuuya was under koyo for a while, do you think he also got the ye olde "flowers thrive in darkness bla bla bla the world of light is meaningless etc". because its...sorta perfect to like, kinda instill the fact that he belongs in the mafia (or the world of "dark") so id imagine hearing the detective from sb saying he wants to bring chuuya to the "world of light" mustve meant a lot to him, only to lose that man moments later because of verlaine (which, interestingly enough, is similar to how koyo lost the man who was going to escape pm with her- to the world of "light")

Anon I love the paralleling here.

You know, I've often wondered what kind of influence Kouyou had on Chuuya. The only thing we know for certain is that she had him sit in on negotiations, and in the main manga, Chuuya is sent to negotiate with the Agency, so suffice to say, he must've learned well from her.

But you know, I think there was never any need for Kouyou to be so explicit about her "flowers that bloom in the dark can only thrive in darkness" belief, mostly because even by Stormbringer with the offer from Murase, Chuuya didn't think he was worthy of such a thing as joining the world of light. I believe much of that had to do with his doubts about his humanity, but even by the end of the story - Who helped Chuuya? Who defended him? It was the Mafia. And Kouyou was there too (ironically looking down on Verlaine's behaviour when... that's almost exactly what she tried to do to Kyouka...). In his mind, these people fought for him, so he stays and protects them. That's just the way Chuuya's mind works.

See, even if nothing was stated directly, undercurrents of a belief like that probably would've been present in her actions and the form her guidance took. There would only be certain types of advice she would give - because those are the only options available for people like them, stuck in the dark and there to stay.

Thing is, both Chuuya and Kouyou have this interesting sense of loyalty where they stay with the Mafia in part because they have something to protect - Chuuya cares for the people within the organization as they are his family, while Kouyou refuses to let the Mafia return to the ways of the old boss and protects Mori specifically for that reason. However, another huge drive behind their loyalty is, I think, simply because they believe they have nowhere else to go.

I also think it's interesting to note that the two act wildly differently only around one specific character who reminds them of themselves in some way - namely Kouyou sees herself in Kyouka and tries to shield her (but not really seeing Kyouka as her own person in that sense and assuming she knows best for her), while Chuuya sees himself uncomfortably in Dazai and is furious about it (so he tries to be everything Dazai isn't, in a sense).

It's interesting because typically Kouyou is very logical and an expert in negotiation (honestly I think she's the only reason Mori gets anything done sometimes... she's like, one of only two functioning executives and the only one to call him out on his bullshit). But when Kyouka is around, she becomes incredibly shortsighted and actually commits a serious faux-pas in negotiation - which is when one becomes unwilling to see other options (think it's called the "fixed pie"... I can't remember). She's trying to save Kyouka but not really - Kouyou is actually trying to save herself, but that endeavour is hopeless, in her mind, so it manifests as this urge to just keep her with her.

And with Chuuya, he's typically quite rational as well. Sure, he prefers to punch his problems whenever possible, but he's no fool. He's also quite surprisingly empathetic - he'll lay a beatdown on anyone but he also really gets people and respects them as human beings - it's a really notable aspect of his character. But Dazai? Dazai makes him lose it. He refuses to consciously empathize with Dazai - precisely because, as I've described in previous posts, they are so similar at their cores that he does understand him - and that's deeply uncomfortable because Chuuya does not want to be like that, or rather, Chuuya does not want to admit that there are sides to him that are like that. He rebuffs Dazai, often quite violently. But then he also worries for him. But then he thinks Dazai can handle himself. I've mentioned this before too but Chuuya's self-concept is deeply screwed up. He's not protective of his foil like Kouyou is with hers - Chuuya does not include himself in his self-appointed duty of protection.

The tragic thing about both of them is they are both people who lost their childhoods and were forced to protect themselves. So, when they are offered the bare minimum of support or safety, they feel as though that is something worth protecting, or even something to feel grateful for.

In many other series, this would likely be a heartwarming thing. In the context of these characters, it's tragic.

They can leave at any time. But unless something significantly changes, they never will.

Anyways, think I kind of derailed a bit from your original ask anon (sorry about that) but yeah I absolutely agree that losing someone immediately after just hearing that they believe in your potential must have been horrible, on top of everything Chuuya was going through already, and I do suspect his trajectory might've been different if Murase had lived, much like Kouyou's would've been drastically different if her and that man had've succeeded in escaping, and how Kyouka's was because of Atsushi.

@originalartblog has a Murase design and some comics with him that are wonderful and make me feel bittersweet emotions; I highly recommend you check them out anon, if you haven't already!

[reiney-weather]

thank you to everyone for being supportive of my dndads hermie reblog spree. it will happen again

[trans-leek-cookie]

fuck shipping fuck fluff fuck smut fuck whump fucking modern/fantasy AUs the only fanfic that should be acceptable for a few years should be "for want of a nail". I want PLOT

[tangsakura]

OMFG PLS I AM GLAD I WASN'T THE ONLY ONE WHO THOUGHT THE EXECUTION WAS SO POOR

Sure I knew and have accepted that Sukuna would die eventually but for it to be just like this....... it fel underwhelming and disappointing rather than any other emotions out there.

I think they pointed the gun at Gege so that HxH can have a comeback since it's coming back the week after JJK ends. *sigh* Capitalism really can ruin a work.

Since Sukuna still has that final finger. Maybe that’s where we’ll get an afterlife scene or even a backstory? Yuji basically confirmed Sukuna is only like this because of circumstances. So…I would like to be shown those circumstances.

I’m ok with Sukuna dying and all the students surviving. But the execution of that has been so poorly paced and unsatisfying. Can I please get a proper grieving scene? Megumi and Nobara being all smiles at the Gojo letters is...weird.

I think there’s something to say about a manga where overwork/exploitation kills people having its mangaka rush the ending because of overwork/exploitation.

[bigfatbimbo]

helloooo surprise it’s the anon who requested Stanford hcs(and who also hates writing dom! male characters lol). Surprisingly, I’m here for Bill!

this is not so much a request as it is me just rambling and being curious about your thoughts, but what do you think of bill going into. . . subspace? is it even possible for him, would anything even be intense enough to get him so submerged into the moment like that? how would he even act? I wonder if he’d even enjoy it, since it could leave him feeling pretty out of control. . . maybe.

I’ll Give You Anything!

summary — subspace!Bill Cipher headcanons and drabbles

a/n — Hi anon! This is such a great question, and i’ve been itching to answer it. Also, feel free to mark yourself with an emoji next time!

⃤ The idea of Bill Cipher going into subspace intrigues me just as much, if not more, as the idea of him subbing in the first place. 

⃤ Let’s start off with the obvious: chances are, if he ever did, you wouldn’t remember.

⃤ To be in such a weak vulnerable state would most likely not be on purpose, so no matter how well you treat him, he’d probably always pluck the memory out of your head. 

⃤ As to whether the idea is even possible, that’s iffy. On one hand, human feelings are watered down sensations to him in the first place, although new and exciting, it’d take a lot to get him to even be a somewhat ‘mess.’ And even then he’d be fully conscious. 

⃤ On the other hand, a human sexual pleasure is probably a foreign and unexplored concept to him, honestly, as well as in his own body—not even sure it’s possible in his normal form—so it’s not crazy to say that certain sensations would have some sort of overwhelming pleasure. 

⃤ Although, even then it’s incredibly unlikely that he’d be submerged in such a deep euphoria, or let his guard down enough to even consider the idea. Even when you’re topping, he’s still a god and you’re not. 

⃤ I think this could change if the reader was a more powerful being. [i’ll elaborate if asked]

⃤ So let’s consider for a moment, what would Bill Cipher in subspace look like?

Mascara smudged from the beads of sweat dripping down his face, mouth stuck in a dreamy dazed smile. Still muttering something, as always, but just a tad whinier than usual, as breathy. 

How long has it been since he’s been taken care of? If he can just pluck the memory afterwards, then why not indulge. He’s earned it. Leaning back and fully whining for you, loudly wanting, no, needing more. 

He grabs for you absentmindedly, trying but failing to take note of the way you react. Surprise? No no.. he can barely tell now. Doesn’t matter as long as you keep doing what you’re doing to him. He thinks he cries something out, but he can’t hear.

New sensations, curiosity plagues him, as well as unsurmountable pleasure, and yet, self respect escapes him. It doesn’t matter now, if he’s still embarrassed after you’ve forgotten, he can always just showcase his power over you. Insurance. 

His mind fogs, and he becomes louder.

“I—i’ll give you anything, worlds, galaxies, the stars, just— ah— keep going!”

“Anything?” You purr.

He almost wishes you’d be able to remember him like this tomorrow. Almost.

[cepheustarot]

What do people find attractive about you?

Attention! This reading is for entertainment purposes only. This tarot reading does not give a 100% guarantee that all the describes being ultimate truth. Only you know yourself best.

Paid readings

Pick a pile. Choose one or more pictures. Trust your intuition.

Pile 1: Firstly, people are attracted to your appearance and your image, in general, the way you present yourself in society. Your appearance is quite cute, perhaps you have childish facial features or you are short, you may have a simple character, slightly naive, but you are always optimistic and cheerful. You can also prefer bright colors in clothes, wear "plush" things with cute prints (like jackets, hoodies), use a lot of  accessories. People are also attracted to you by the fact that you are easy-going, you are very active and agree to any adventure, you are attracted to everything new and unexplored, so it is very comfortable and cozy to study something new with you, you share interest with people. Your vivid facial expressions, emotionality also attracts people, you have many interesting stories from life, you like to share any details, and at the same time you tell it so fascinatingly and interestingly that others listen to you attentively, strongly immersing themselves in the topic of conversation; time passes very quickly and imperceptibly while talking with you. In addition, you create an aura of comfort, coziness, for people you are associated with home, with something warm and very cozy. You can also be perceived as a native person and you can often be compared to the sun, because you always feel warm and your mood rises next to you, wanting to stay with you as long as possible.

Pile 2: You give off an aura of mystery and this attracts people, because they want to get to know you better, to solve you as a riddle. You can generally be a person who prefers to spend time alone with yourself or you are detached from other people, immersed more in your own thoughts. You can also tell some things about yourself, but not completely, without telling some facts, thereby leaving some mystery about your life, personality. This arouses people's interest, they begin to sort through many options, making up image about you according to puzzles — this is an exciting process for them. Many people also see you as a very confident person, you are one of those who respects yourself and your opinion, your priorities, so you will never let others offend or hurt yourself, many people really appreciate this side of you. You can also have a very attractive, to some extent sexy, charming appearance and many people believe that your appearance is the ideal type of appearance.

Pile 3: Most likely you are an empath, a person who knows how to sympathize, empathize with others and get into their story. People are attracted to this trait in you, because you sincerely show your interest in them, you know how to maintain a dialogue and you can always give those tips that really help people or you always say the words that they want to hear. In general, you can engage the dialogue in such a way that it is interesting for everyone to communicate, including you! People are also attracted to your wisdom, you are very smart, you have a lot of experience, I would generally call you a spiritually developed person who understands the meaning of life, what he wants from life. You can calmly relate to any difficulties, problems in life because you understand that everything is temporary and everything is solvable, sooner or later everything will get better and there will be a white stripe in life. This is your calmness attracts people, forcing them to relax as well and not think too much about problems at least for a while.

Thank you for reading! I will be glad of any feedback 🖤

[taliesin-the-bored]

Tag game: tag nine people you’d like to know better.

Tagged by: @oneshoulderangel (Thank you for tagging me!)

Last song: At the moment, I have "Losing Your Memory" by Alan Star stuck in my head, which I suppose makes it my current song, not my last song. Hm. I get songs stuck in my head very easily, but the last one I had there for a significant amount of time was a mashup of different language versions of "Les Rois du Monde" for about a week. "Lehetsz Király", the Magyar version, is probably my favorite of them. It's worth a listen.

Currently watching: Normally, the answer would be "random mostly terrible old movies/shows" or "nothing much", but I currently have a hyperfixation on the musical Roméo et Juliette and have been watching it in multiple languages. (Thus, the song).

Three ships: This is hard. Maybe as a result of being on the ace and aro spectrums, I'm more likely to care about which characters are interacting than whether it's romantic or platonic. Here goes:

Kedivere/Bedikay. It can be romantic, platonic, or queerplatonic, but whichever way, I'm here for it. I probably spend too much time thinking about how in Cullwch and Olwen, when Cai gets mad at Arthur and marches out, Bedwyr stays behind, keeps acting like nothing's happened, and isn't the one to avenge Cai's death. The feeling of betrayal on both sides has a lot of unexplored potential. And the version where Bedivere dies and Kay fights to bring his body back safely while mortally wounded himself... And the version where Bedivere survives Camlann and Kay isn't said to fight in it, so they might be left together after their world has fallen apart...

Platonically or queerplatonically, Galahad and the Grail Heroine. I really like the tragic Grail Quest friendships, but I like theirs most, maybe because there's something weird and otherworldly about them both. I like it when characters are strange and endearing and doomed by the narrative.

Ever since reading John Matthews' retelling, which I read before the original, I've had a soft spot for Caradoc and Guinier. The Story of Caradoc is very disturbing, and I have some major qualms with Caradoc over a detail Matthews cut out, but all the same, there's a reason these two have the best track record with magical fidelity tests. Each of them would go to the ends of the earth for the other, and together, they're stronger than any curse.

Favorite Color: Blue, particularly royal blue and some teals.

Currently consuming: Black licorice with chocolate.

First ship: This is a hard one, since through elementary and most of middle school, I tended to go along with whatever I thought the author's intentions were and was more likely to unship something. The first non-endgame ship I got invested in was Sonya/Nikolai in War and Peace. I didn't like Nikolai, but Sonya did, and she was my favorite character, so I wanted her to be happy. The first non-canon couple I thought was meant to be together was also in War and Peace: Marya Bolkonskaya and Julie Karagina. My eighth grade self did not think their letters could be interpreted platonically. I still don't.

Last movie: If the musical doesn't count, the last movie I watched was Quest for Camelot, which was awful. Though not Robot Monster-level bad, Robot Monster has an elegance to its simplicity which Quest for Camelot lacks.

Currently working on: Various fics, most of them Arthuriana or CotRK-related (I am woefully behind on the Badfic Bingo), and (theoretically) an epic-style poem, though I haven't gotten much of it written for quite a while now.

Tagging: @gawrkin, @emperorcandy, @wildbasil, @gorewound, @knightsofsomethingorother, @ladyminaofcamelot, @tasosotaso, @amashelle, @gingersnaptaff (I have no idea who's been tagged so far, apart from the people on @oneshoulderangel's post, so I apologize for any multi-tags)

[power-handmaiden]

Day 315: Bisexually Satisfied By My Healthy Work/Life Balance

After I had a lot of complicated thoughts after reading my tingler yesterday, it was relaxing to go to one that is extremely straightforward about its message. It even did some of my work for me when it went and compared itself to "Not Pounded By My Soul-Crushing Job Because I Quit". Well, compared and contrasted.

The way I see it, this one could be much more directly compared to "The Long Tetromino Piece Falls Into My Butt Just In Time". Both are stories about hobbies becoming a source of stress rather than an outlet for it. Even beyond the surface-level details, there are still major differences though- in this tingler, the stress of work being something that causes the need for an outlet is a very major part of the message rather than just being subtext. Another is that, in this one, the protagonist is actually successful in making a living off of doing what brings him joy. Probably in part because in this tingler, he didn't have to be pressured into it, it was a decision he came to on his own.

I like thinking of these two tinglers together, especially because less than two months passed between their publication. It's like there were some things left unexplored in "The Long Tetromino Piece Falls Into My Butt Just In Time", that this tingler came back to revisit. Different ways this kind of story could go, if the protagonist were of a different temperament. Sometimes it's best to just let hobbies and pastimes be that, but what about people who could enjoy bringing their interests into their work? What about people who naturally stumble upon something they'd like to make a living doing, in their spare time? As this tingler states itself, the right balance depends on the person and their relation to "work" and "life". It makes sense to see this side of it as well, coming from an author who now has traditionally published novels after starting his career putting out these short stories he just wrote for fun.

[moni-logues]

Heavy Metal

Pairing: Jungkook x reader (afab)

Genre: smut/pwp, established dating?

Summary: It's the first time you and Jungkook have slept together and you have a couple of surprises up your sleeve in your pants.

Word count: 1.8k

Content: reader has two piercings (VCH and fourchette specifically), oral sex (f. receiving)

* * *

You had been waiting for this. Patiently, politely, mostly in agreement that it was good to take things slowly. But waiting all the same. 

Waiting to taste Jungkook’s tongue as his hands roamed your body. Waiting to feel the heat and weight of him on top of you. Waiting to finally be able to give in to the desire that had been burning deep in your belly for weeks now.

You pushed Jungkook back slightly, giving him the cue to kneel up, to allow you to strip yourself of your T-shirt, encouraging him to do the same. You took a second to admire him, all that you knew would be beneath his clothes: his pecs, his abs, his smooth skin and firm muscle. You didn’t stop yourself reaching out to touch it, with your hands, with your lips. You heard a tiny gasp escape him as you flicked a tongue over his nipple, so you did it again. But he prevented you doing it a third time, tugging at your hair, pulling your face to his so he could kiss you, so he could taste you, so he could run his own hands up your waist and deftly unhook the clasps of your bra. You sighed with the relief of it, lowering your arms so it could fall, forgotten, to the floor.

Jungkook was similarly impatient, pushing you back down, trailing a sprint of kisses down your jaw, your chest, sucking your nipple into his mouth. He let his teeth graze the sensitive bud lightly and you moaned.

“Fuck, Jungkook,” you panted, breathless already.

He hummed back at you, refusing to drop your breast from his mouth.

“Shit, I’ve wanted this for so long.”

“Me, too,” he replied in the breath he took moving to your other breast.

You laughed airily.

“Then why has it taken us so long? Why did we wait?”

He looked at you with wickedness glinting in his eyes.

“Never heard of delayed gratification?”

You rolled your eyes.

“Bet Namjoon taught you that one.”

Jungkook laughed.

“Namjoon sucks at delaying gratification. No, it was Yoongi.”

You nodded with a muttered ‘sure’ but Jungkook didn’t lower his mouth again, just stayed hovering over you, looking at you. You looked back.

“What?”

His smile was slow and sweet and then, suddenly, a little shy.

“I really like you, you know that?”

There were a lot of things about Jungkook that got you going, a lot of things about him that made you melt, but it was the combination of the two sides of him that was lethal. One second, looking at you with undisguised, carnal desire, wicked intent and dangerous dreams, and the next, looking at you with round, boba eyes, sparkling and awed and innocent.

You brushed his hair from his forehead and nodded.

“Yeah, I know. I really like you, too.”

He grinned and your stomach flipped as you saw the darkness cloud his gaze once more, the hunger returning. He pressed a kiss to your sternum and travelled south down your stomach. He was quick to release the buttons of your jeans and you wriggled beneath him to push them down, lifting and lowering your hips, letting him take them from you at the knees. He pulled them all the way off and then reversed his trail of kisses upwards, from ankle to knee, knee to inner thigh, inner thigh to the crease of your hip. He left no inch unexplored, crossing from hip to hip, lips dancing above and below the waistband of your underwear.

You were wet. You could feel it dripping from you, soaking into the soft cotton that still covered you. You were hot. Sweat was pricking in your scalp and you felt sticky down your spine. You were quivering, trembling with the anticipation of his mouth on you, where you really wanted it, where you could feel yourself aching powerfully with a desire so fierce you thought it might tear you in half.

Your hands were twitching at your sides, just starting to move, to push things forward yourself, to take them off yourself when Jungkook ran the flat pad of his tongue across the gusset. You were halfway through a gasped moan when he made a noise you weren’t expecting.

It was inquisitive, slightly alarmed.

“What?” you asked, lifting your head, your frown creasing your brow.

Jungkook lifted himself onto his elbows and pulled your underwear aside. His mouth dropped open and his eyes widened. They flicked towards you.

“You have a piercing?!”

“Uh, two actually.”

“What?!”

His eyes dropped again, his fingers pulling the fabric further to the side, exposing more of you. He gave a soft, little gasp when he spotted the second.

“You don’t… mind them, right?” you asked, hesitantly, doubt creeping in when he didn’t offer an opinion.

“Mind them? They’re so cool!”

You noticed his left hand lift and then stop.

“Can I touch them?”

“That’s pretty much what they’re there for.”

“Do they hurt?”

“Not at all.”

His finger prodded lightly at the ring that ran through your clitoral hood. He flipped it one way and then the other. He span it gently, watching the ball meet your skin before spinning it back. Then he turned his attention to the other, doing much the same thing: gentle experimenting, acquainting himself.

“Did they hurt? To have done?” he asked, turning his attention back to you.

You shook your head.

“Not beyond the half a second of the actual piercing. They actually healed the quickest and easiest of all my piercings.”

��Wow,” he breathed, before sitting back on his knees, his eyes on the middle-distance, lip rings pulled into his mouth in thought. “Reckon I could get one?”

“Uh, a clitoral hood piercing? Do you have a clitoral hood?”

He laughed and shook his head, scrunching his nose as his ears reddened. Then he shuffled himself off the end of the bed and bent, hooking his thumbs in the waistband of both trousers and boxers, pulling them down. He took his cock in his hand, thoughtfully, frowning down at it as he considered the possibility.

“Could I get a dick piercing?”

“Well, sure, if you want one.”

“I don’t know… Would you like it if I did?”

“It’s not about me, Jungkook. You should do what you want.”

“But I care what you think.”

His eyes were wide and imploring, so at odds with the view from the neck down. Above, all sweet innocence; below, he held in his hand the thing that could (and, you hoped, would) destroy you: stiff and already leaking, it made your mouth water, made your walls quiver.

You leant forwards, crawling to the end of the bed and getting to your knees, reaching up to take his face in your hands. You kissed him, doing your best to keep it light, even though every inch of you was aflame and your impatience was once again rearing its head.

“I think you should do whatever you want, baby.”

His surprise at the pet name melted into a scrunched grin and he kissed you, not at all light and not at all gentle and not at all soft. His hands gripped your hips tightly, ten little dimples pressed into your flesh.

“How long would I have to go without sex after getting it done?” he asked, his voice suddenly deep as he spoke against your lips.

You giggled.

“I don’t know exactly. A good few weeks; maybe a couple of months?”

He shook his head.

“Then no dice.”

He pushed you backwards, mouth on yours once more, tongues dancing, teeth biting, until you were on your back again and he was between your legs. He paused, for just a second, his breath washing over your hot, flushed skin, and then he gently flicked your jewellery with his tongue. He did it again.

Then, as if his tests were conclusive, he licked a broad, wet stripe from the bottom ring to the top, and you shivered with it, goosebumps erupting all over your skin, a small, quiet sigh escaping your lips.

Jungkook moaned and repeated the motion, punctuating his tongue’s journey with a swirl around each twist of metal. He grabbed one between his teeth and gave it the tiniest tug. He waited for your pained reaction but none came. He sucked the metal into his mouth and pushed your thighs apart, burying his face further into your cunt.

It was erratic, at first. Teasing. Jungkook couldn’t make up his mind what to play with, where to go, what to do. It all felt good, better than good; his tongue was hot and wet and alternately soft and strong and you had been waiting for this. But every time his focus switched, there was a dip, the smallest pause in the pleasure which brought you down with a bump. You were about to tell him. You were about to beg him to make you come, to tell him he could play later if he worked now.

You didn’t need to. At the very second that your hand sneaked into his hair, ready to tug, ready to instruct, he sealed his mouth around your clit and your admonitions turned to acclamation. You closed your fist around strands of his hair, fingernails lightly scraping his scalp, and he moaned. You echoed the sound back to him, unable to stop your hips rocking.

“Fuck,” he whispered, pulling away for the briefest second, to slip first one and then two fingers into your tight, wet heat. “So good.”

You nodded, whining in agreement. The way his fingers crooked against your front wall stole your speech and he stole your breath entirely when his mouth returned, sucking hard on your swollen, stuttering clit. His tongue flicked over it and you gasped, your back arching. Your whole body was tightening as you careened through the white-water rapids of Jungkook’s mouth and fingers. When you dragged your feet up, everything coiling impossibly tight, muscles screaming, vision popping, Jungkook used his free hand to keep at least one of your legs wide. As he tipped you over the edge, you wanted to clamp them shut, twist and writhe under him, but he held you open and beneath him, crying out, gasping, shuddering, and finally, collapsing.

Your hand fell to the side, probably taking a few of Jungkook’s luscious locks with it. You gazed, dazed, at the ceiling while your chest heaved and legs trembled. Jungkook gave a final, playful flick to the jewellery in your clitoral hood, making you flinch, and then he pressed sticky, open-mouth kisses to your skin. When his face came level, he nudged his nose against yours and kissed you, smearing your own sticky juice across your face.

“So fucking cool,” he whispered with a giggle.

You could only nod.

[goldenshrikecomic]

Question for you! What makes Nero an appealing character for you specifically as a creator? I love to hear people's thoughts on their fictional bebes :]

I love writing his kind of characters. I love love love portraying flawed mindsets, bad behavior born from insecurity, characters who have tunnel vision and anger management issues, straight up selfishness, greed, desperation, struggles to fit in with kind and considerate people. Not saying Nero has all of these, but I love musing about these characters the most. Which honestly sucks because there's this ridiculous and loud mindset going around calling these characters out, and their writers with them. It's ILLEGAL to enjoy morally grey characters, god forbid they're villains, and man it's so tiring to see. Sometimes it feels like baby sensory videos are the only safe media to consume.

BUT on the topic of Nero, I just get him. I get his train of thought, and while I don't agree with how unfair and offensive he is, I get where he comes from and where the anger stems from. He's the easiest character for me to write. There's a lot to him that is still unexplored in the comic, I can't talk about that. But those parts of him are very important. I also really like his design, he's a joy to draw.

[windvexer]

What are ur thoughts on chat gpt? I wrote to it „create a spell to help with (..)” and it literally said good stuff. Like cleansing, using certain correspondences energy visualization and help with deities

Thanks for waiting like 3 weeks.

I believe that witchcraft is fundamentally experiential and relational. You develop your craft through experiences, and these experiences revolve around building relationships.

I believe that when seeking out a useful spell, some aspect of it should strike you as inspiring or exciting: the methodology, ingredients, ritual framework, incantations (if any), and so on.

The interesting, exciting bits that inspire you are things to pay attention to and explore. "I can't stop thinking about a banishing where you write someone's name on a rock and throw it." What's exciting about that? The simplicity of the method? Throwing rocks? Going to a place remote enough to where you could throw rocks?

When you find aspects of pre-written spells that inspire you, these are trailheads of exploration into your own craft. You walk down those unexplored trails and see how you change in relation to yourself, your practice, the physical world around you, and the spirit world around you.

My god, it really is the throwing of rocks - the physical motion, moving things. How can we get more of that? Dance? Axe throwing? Smashing bottles?

And maybe that trailhead opens up into a greater valley, and the seeker's path branches ever forward.

What is exciting about chatGPT spells? What aspect of them makes you feel like something clicked?

If it is the idea that a bottleneck of information has been opened wide, ask yourself why. You have enough knowledge to know about common things like cleansing, correspondences, and visualization. If chatGPT is saying, "cleanse, use a common correspondence we think is right, and visualize what you want," then why could you have not written that spell yourself? Is it exciting to realize that it's actually pretty easy to write your own spells?

Perhaps what is inspiring about this is the realization that writing spells can actually be very formulaic, cutting through seemingly vast swaths of confusion.

Is it exciting because it seems like there's a lot of information out there, and now it's packaged in a way that seems very accessible for you? Maybe the inspiration here is to simplify your practice and develop stable, minimalist ritual formats that help you work your magic without breaking your brain.

Or, perhaps it's very fun to realize that for any intent you can imagine, a spell exists. Now that would inspire me to go on a spellwriting kick, and write up a bunch of my own recipes. Would I ever cast them? Maybe, but the process of writing your own spells is extremely informative and an excellent exercise to grow in your practice.

So, can generated AI spells be a useful tool for inspiration, learning games, or play around with ideas? I imagine if generative AI is good for anything, it should be good for those things.

Do I think that you should just generate a spell and use it without question, exploration, or the lingering perfume of magic in the air, exciting you to action and tempting you further into the dark forest?

No.

Not even if they work.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

can i be honest? im a fan of azul but his dream felt like it lacked impact. there were some very interesting moments and its better than the prediction that he would already be rich and own the world

like really? azul becomes a famous athlete and bullies others, then he takes over night raven? i feel like his struggles with his own identity and food could have been further explored and he is based off of ursula, which should extend to vanessa, right? it was the perfect reason to give him a total makeover and show that he has to be comfortable in his own skin before anything else, even if his other ness was what made him a target of bullying in the first place

your thoughts and worries on book 7 post has affected my perspective and i cant help but feel like something is missing 🥲 maybe all the budget went into Jade and Floyd?

[Referencing this post!]

As I’ve previously expressed, I have a lot of my own complicated feelings about the direction book 7 is taking, specifically with how the OB boys’ dream segments are presented and resolved. Azul’s dream is no different; it felt very contrived due to the formula TWST insists on running with in every new installment. It’s becoming even more apparent with each update, and it is really grating on me.

But!! Before I get to what I believe are shortcomings with Azul’s dream, let’s review what Anon has to say.

I feel like, no matter what, there will always be people claiming that the OB boys’ dreams are “missed opportunities”. This is simply because these characters have much more deep and complex issues than the rest of the cast, so we will naturally scrutinize them more. TWST is basically only able to go with one angle when they tackle the dream, leaving the other threads unexplored. This will surely annoy or disappoint people who wish that TWST would have addressed a different issue instead, or perhaps something closer to their personal interpretation of the events. In Azul’s case, I feel like some people (particularly in the west, not so much in the east) see Azul’s weight concerns or relationship with food as a prominent part of his character, so they wish that book 7 part 10 had looked into that more. However, that was never a big focus in canon, so it follows that TWST would want to dedicate its time and resources to the most pressing thing (which would be more centered on Azul’s general self-confidence, greed, and how those tie into his sense of identity). At the same time, they probably wanted to avoid a lens that is too broad. Having the focus be on Azul’s “otherness” or being an octopus might veer too heavily into something way beyond the scope of the ~10 parts of the story he has to himself.

We also need to consider that these dreams are meant to be shallow interpretations of what the dreamer desires (according to Idia). Only the OB boys get to go more in depth due to bring dragged down into deeper layers of their dreams. Azul wants to be accepted by his peers and is insecure about his lack of athleticism (as one reason why he was bullied was due to not being able to swim as fast as other merchildren). So of course the surface level of his dream makes him a star athlete beloved by all. The whole “his plan succeeds, he steals everyone’s magic, he takes over NRC” thing happens in the second layer of his dream, which, like all previous OB boys, is a dark display of what would have happened had they not been stopped. And finally, Azul being a bully is nothing new—we saw this behavior back in book 3 as well. He became the very thing he despised back when he was a victim, and now he continues to perpetuate that cycle of bullying in an effort to affirm confidence in his “cool” new identity. I think the dream was very intentional in trying to entice him with the promises of power and acceptance. That, in turn, shows us that the desire to be a successful businessman (the thing many of us thought would be his dream) actually hinges on Azul’s longing to be accepted. His struggle with his identity and how it depends on how others perceive him was portrayed. I’m just not sure if the idea was executed in the best way, since it sounds like the message may have gotten muddled along the way and it definitely requires some reading between the lines.

I noticed that you cited my original post where I detailed my concerns about book 7 and how that has influenced your own thoughts 💦 I hope that it just… informed or supplemented your opinions rather than suddenly altered them to be more “in line” with my own. I never want to be the kind of person who claims their interpretations are the “most correct” I’m not Riddle’s mom, okay?? 😭

About Jade and Floyd’s dreams, I feel like those are less heavily critiqued because they, by virtue of not being an OB boy, have fewer stakes and are predominantly there to be silly. It’s like contrasting Epel wanting to be big and buff to Vil literally murdering Neige; there is just no comparison. Even then, I wouldn’t necessarily say Floyd’s and Jade’s parts received “all the budget”… They seemed like pretty basic storylines to me, perhaps dressed up slightly better thanks to the new undersea assets and bioluminescence reveal.

My issues with Azul’s dream segment is how… ham-fisted several elements were. All of it, for the sake of sticking to the pattern already established earlier. It feels so unnatural and stilted because you just KNOW it’s written this way to fit the template 😔 For example:

Why did Jade become SO dumb when they were trying to figure out where Azul had moved the contracts? He’s supposed to be much smarter than how he is presented here. Wouldn’t his immediate thought be to check Azul’s room? But NO, Jade can’t come to that conclusion on his own because we need a contrived reason for each student to use their UM before the ending :/ so Jade has to waste time using his UM to get the truth out of his dream!self.

Jade and Floyd sitting around and going “………….” while they watch Azul make an ass of himself was such a time waster. Clearly you have enough brains to know what would trigger him, so why are you not acting on it???? Oh yeah, because we need to show more cool stuff in this dream like La Grotta!

Azul literally turns to the camera and tells his OB self, “Unlike you, I’ve changed.” It’s way too on the nose with what it’s trying to communicate. It breaks immersion and makes it so obvious the characters are outright stating their character development to make sure we all “get it”.

What was the purpose of Azul using his UM to get the mermobs to sign a contract to give all their power to him???💀 Bro can just say “excuse me, I forgot something back at the Coral Rush field” and they’d probably let him pass. But again, Azul isn’t allowed to do that because he MUST use his UM before the ending. Because Azul’s UM requires that another person willingly agree and sign a contract, his mandatory UM use before the grand finale feels particularly forced.

How many times do I need to listen to Idia/Ortho or other characters warn us about how we can’t have too many people dream hopping or else bugs might happen or Malleus might notice… It’s almost like the devs realize how long this is being dragged out for so they have to remind us every so often.

Not only that, but we get such poorly constructed explanations to keep characters behind while a new character goes with the main group. Why don’t you just leave them all behind once they’re awake then?? Oh yeah, because we NEED to drag along the current student into the next dream so everyone gets a cameo. It’s so inorganic how the characters are chosen to stay behind, Jamil just conveniently volunteers himself while we also listen to another spiel from Silver and Sebek about how their training makes them more stable than the twins to keep dream hopping.

I would actually consider Azul’s dream… serviceable? Like it isn’t fantastic or anything but for what it is, it works. It’s cohesive enough. But god, did I dislike how rigid it was… Nothing happens because it’s natural, it happens because the script demands it happens. To quote another post:

If anyone has played the first Ace Attorney game, this feels a LOT like that part in case 2 where Phoenix is too dumb to check the back of a receipt until Mia literally tells him to. The [characters have] to actively be made stupider because the scenario calls for it, and that really rubs me the wrong way.

[maybebitterxox]

We were robbed of Willow/Faith in S7

I once saw someone say “Why did they introduce Kennedy as Willow’s love interest in season 7 when Faith was right there?” and it’s one of the realest BTVS takes I’ve ever heard. Like, seriously, the more I think about it, the more I realise just how badly we were robbed.

Think about it:

Willow apprehensively telling Faith about what she did at the end of season 6, and being surprised when she gets no negative reaction. Not even a little cringe, or a scoot backwards, or a change of topic. Faith just nodding, casually asking a couple questions, and light-heartedly saying something like “welcome to the ex-murderer club.” Willow is relieved, because it’s such a difficult thing to talk about, but with Faith it’s no judgement, no awkwardness. Just talking about it.

They talk more in-depth later, and Faith relates Willow’s situation to her own experiences, talking in detail how she had felt during and after her own “evil arc”, and for the first time in months, Willow feels not entirely alone.

They form a bond from their shared experiences, and start to understand each other more

Willow now sees that Faith wasn’t a complete monster, that she was just hurting and lonely in the same way that she herself was

Faith now sees that Willow wasn’t a coward or freak, that she was just insecure and trying to protect herself, in the same way that she herself had been

They start to look past their old grievances and grudges and actually see each other

Faith admits that she’s really impressed with Willow and her magic

Willow tells Faith about Tara, and Faith jokingly reminds her that she was the first one to pick up on it when she was in Buffy’s body in season 4

Everyone is surprised by how well they’re starting to get along

Buffy questions Willow about it and Willow just shrugs, saying that there’s more to Faith than she used to think

At some point getting a callback to their 3x19 conversation (in which Willow says that it’s too late for Faith to fix things or change and says that she’s become “nothing”) when Faith is being self-depreciating about the bad things she’s done and Willow takes her hand and softly says something like “It’s not too late for you. It’s never too late. You’re my friend, and I know that you’re so much more than what you did.”

Seeing them both hesitating outside the other’s doors/pacing around the room the night before the final battle, wanting to tell the other something but both being too afraid

Right before they part ways before the final battle Faith just goes ‘fuck it’ and grabs Willow and kisses her. Then Willow tearfully tells her to be careful when they break apart and Faith tenderly kisses her forehead before they go their separate ways

Seeing them next to each other in the final shot of all the characters standing together, reaching to take each other’s hand and smiling at each other before looking back out into the distance.

Would’ve been perfect imo, so much unexplored potential.

(Can you tell I’ve thought about this a lot haha)

[laterreurofficial]

I am personally obsessed with (and relate a lot to) transfemme Adrien hc. You mentioned something with Adrien and Alix being parallels, gender-wise… I’m curious about what you meant by that! Adrien being trans or gnc is by no means necessary (though it would make me very happy), but I’m just curious as to what Adrien’s journey is when it comes to identity. Thanks and I hope you have a lovely day! :D

WIS HERE AGAIN!!! I will admit that that aspect of identity was merely something silu and I threw around, so there's no guarantee that it will be explored aside from like, background flavoring here and there.

What I meant is essentially, Adrien and Alix occupy a sort of middle space, but within that are opposites of each other.

This was born out of a conversation with silu where we discuss like.. transmasc-ish Adrien? He's dealing with the aftereffects of an egomaniac mother who he was born to be the spitting image of. He's thrust into a world of strict beauty standards and forced to perform, must be seen and not heard, obey without question. He's adapted into learned helplessness and 'not thinking' in order to survive, he's born to not act, not want for more. He has no more personhood to his father than a vase of white lilies set on a table.

Alix, on the other hand, is nothing but action. As Adrien is repressed to be demure, Alix is repressed to be stoic—She is the only surviving soldier in a war that never ends, forced to battle in a conflict where nothing ever happens and it must all stay that way. She is treated by others as infallible and is forced to only rely on herself. Alix is fueled by an anger and a grief for the life she wasn't allowed to live, but she isn't able to acknowledge the emotions as such: Alix doesn't have emotions, because emotions are weakness. She denies herself any more personhood that a cog in a machine, never stopping, always acting.

....Of course, I will couch this by saying this is wisteriasymphony's thoughts on the matter. As the lead concept writer, a lot of my little tangents into ideas often go unexplored if not entirely revised over. There were talks of an Alix comic in the works, and this section of Adrien's character being explored in a much later Chloe comic. I can't guarantee anything, because the group and silu have the final and extra-final say respectively.

vv everything said stupider under the cut vv

[magpod-confessions]

(look at me go, not asking anonymously for once lol)

“the web is underrated” “the buried is underrated” “the dark is the most underrated” 

yes. you are right, i agree. but they are all underrated. none of the fears get the attention they deserve.

-the dark and the end are almost completely forgotten about due to their perceived simplicity.

-the buried, the flesh, the hunt, etc are so unexplored, no one bothers to look any deeper into them.

-the desolation is not just fire, but no one ever tries to represent it some other way.

-don’t get me started on the whole spiral-distortion thing (perhaps i will make this a future confession bc oh boy do i have a lot to say).

with all of them people seem to be scared of diverging from the explicit canon representations.

no one seems to care about the fears anymore. THE fears. you know, the one thing that makes tma so special? i’ve lost count of the number of times i’ve seen someone say “after listening to tma i can never look at things the same. i always categorise them by the entities”

that’s all they are treated as, categories. perhaps this is an odd way to describe horrific manifestations of our deepest fears, but i think they are beautiful concepts. i could spend hours thinking about each one and the ways they bleed into one another, i probably have. 

yeah, at this point smirke’s 14 are old news, but there are always new angles to explore. we saw that in season 5 of tma, and we are seeing it now in tmagp (though the fears are of course different). why did we stop talking about that? (i wasn’t actually on tumblr when tma was happening so idk. maybe no one ever cared) 

talk about the fears, put your ideas for unconventional statements or avatar or whatever out there, there’s an audience (me at least). say stuff about how different fears crossover, or some new aspect of one. “but surely people would have already said this at some point” respectfully, i don’t give a shit. if i come across mutliple posts analysing a similar aspect of the vast, i’m going to be fucking overjoyed. because much of the fears is up to intepretation, they have slightly different meanings to different people, so every single person’s interpretation adds value and adds something unique. i see a little of this, but not enough.

we should keep discussing the fears. i don’t know why we ever stopped.

(sorry this is so long and rambling, i hope you can see the points i’m trying to make.)

🗣️ i’d love to hear your thoughts on this

Literally this. Agree with all of it

Some things:

The Desolation can be natural disasters, including floods, storms and earthquakes. Water is just as destructive as fire

The Dark can be not knowing something. It overlaps with the eye yes, but it still counts

The Corruption is shown to be a response to loneliness, not the opposite of it. Its being so lonely you seek out community, no matter how dangerous it may be. Every single corruption statement has references to loneliness

The Spiral says its a liar, but its never done that, only changing your perception of reality to make what it says true. It is delusion not manipulation

The Slaughter is never portrayed outside of war, which is strange because sheer unhinged violence has so much variety