#well i'm not letting you the choice actually!!!

[evie-sturns]

nerve - Matt Sturniolo

summary: matt has the worst attitude all day, and when you two finally get home he has the nerve to ask you to touch him which you obviously deny, making him get himself off infront of you.

contains: sub!matt, male masturbation, slighttt humiliation, teasing, matt with an attitude, pathetic!matt, swearing, fluff.

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7:32pm

matt sits beside me in bed, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt as i scroll through my phone. i'm wearing nothing but a small brandy melville pyjama set. matts favourite.

on a quiet night alone with matt like tonight, we'd usually be pouncing on eachother the first chance we get, but were not.

matt knows he's been acting up all day, with the snarky comments, stubborn demeanour and the most bratty attitude.

matt lets out a small whine, he clears his throat slightly as he rolls over closer to me.

"'m hard.." he mumbles, his lap pressed firmly against my thigh,

"i can tell." i whisper back, putting down my phone and looking over at him.

he buries his flushed face into my shoulder, another strangled noise leaving his lips.

"what is it matt?" i sigh, running a hand through his hair.

"it hurts.." he groans himself, looking up at me

"well how about you sort yourself out in the bathroom yeah?" i speak, staring into his big round eyes,

"h-help myself? but-" he glances down at the tent in his lap, "but youre here and i cant-"

"what am i gonna do about that matt?' i ask, earning another loud whine from him as he desperetly palms himself through the thick fabric of his sweatpants. "i dont think you deserve my tocuh after how much of a brat you've been today?" i follow up.

"but- but i do..." matt protests, "i really- please let me.." he speaks as his face falls with disapointment

"im not rewarding your behaviour matt, so im gonna give you some options yeah?" i whisper, trying to ignore the needy look in his eyes.

"fine!" he groans.

"you can help yourself here, in the bathroom, or just not cum at all yeah? but im not touching you." i speak,

"no!" he tries to protest,

"you dont wanna finish? thats fine by me, your choice baby." i speak,

"but- i do- ugh! fine okay!" he babbles before tugging down his sweatpants,

my eyes widen, not expecting him to actually do something about his situation.

he pants heavily as he tugs down his boxers to his mid thighs,

"dont- dont laugh," he croaks out,

"'not gonna laugh at you hon." i assure him, a smirk tugging at the corners of my mouth,

his pale skin flushes beet red, he looks completley and utterly humiliated.

"okay- okay- just- right.. okay." he rambles,

his brunette hair falls infront of his eyes as he looks down at his lap, gently moving his hand towards his erection.

"okay- just- yeah.. okay shut up.." he whispers,

"im not saying anything!" i giggle,

"yeah- but youre thinkin' it!" he bites back playfully,

he suddenly wraps his long, pale fingers around his girth. his tip is a raw pink, oozing precum.

he purses his lips tight, being sure to not let any noises slip, after all, he didnt wanna look more pathetic, did he?

i see his eyes flutter shut as he squeezes himself once, before gently moving his hand over his tip.

i see his leg twitch slightly,

i stare intensley, causing matt to get even more worked up.

"s-stop- stop lookin' at me-" he croaks out, his voice high pitched and whiny.

"shh," i whispers, pressing a finger to his plump red lips.

he moves his hand under my mouth, "can you please- spit-" he asks, i shake my head,

"told you, 'm not doing anything for you after this big attitude you've built up." i remind him,

his eyebrows knit together with frustration, "you're bein' so mean!" he mutters,

"what was that?" i ask,

"nothing."

i see him spit in his palm, gently running the same hand down his length, one of his fingers tracing the long vein on the side of his cock.

"feels- feels so good." he whimpers,

he gently starts to pump himself, his hand sliding over his tip.

he gnaws on his bottom lip before looking up at me through his eyelashes, i continue to sit on the bed to his side as he lays down against the large pile of silky pillows.

hes dead silent, desperately trying to hold back his noises.

"you're allowed to make noises you know, 'm not judging you,"

"yeah- but its so- embarrassing. i dont want to- i dont know let go like that." he grunts, his eyes fluttering closed.

"its just me hon, ive heard everything before." i assure, him, gently running my long acrylic nales over the soft skin of his lower tummy.

"i- i dont want anyone to hear!" he says, his resolve rapidly crumbling,

“i’m the only one here baby, everyone else is out,” i assure him,

suddenly a loud moan rips out of him, his back arching off the bed.

“there we go, good boy.” i coo, keeping my hand on his lower stomach.

he keeps his fist firmly around his shaft, moving his hand up and down rapidly as his eyebrows pinch together.

“oh fuck-“ he whines, his movements getting faster.

i see him look up at me through narrow eyes, his cheeks completely red.

“so fuckin’ pathetic.” i laugh, giving him a sympathetic smile.

“stop- ‘m not! you said you wouldn’t la-laugh!” he whimpers, desperately tugging at his sensitive skin.

“why do you think i’d do what you want matt? you’ve been so bitchy all day.” i sigh,

“mm! i haven’t!” he protests,

i drag my thumb over his swollen tip, before instantly pulling my hand back.

a loud moan escapes his lips, “ah- ahh.. please do that again!”

i shake my head,

“i need to cum- s-so bad- but- but can’t!” his voice his so high it’s almost amusing, he is just so pathetic.

“mm? can’t cum without my help?” i ask, a teasing tone clear in my voice.

“i- i can! i- i-“ matt’s thighs trembles as he throws his head back.

“just- just say anything!- please- please oh fuck-“ he follows up, his hand reaching out and grabbing my thigh

he digs his fingertips into my thigh as his raw tip dribbles with precum, the clear liquid running down his tip onto his hand.

“anything?” i whisper,

“cum- cum!” he squeals, my one word tipping him over.

strings of white spurt out of him, landing directly on his tummy, which is rising and falling rapidly with his panting.

he stops his movements with his hand, which is now coated in his own release.

“there he is, so so good.” i coo, pressing a kiss to his tip.

a small gasp exits his mouth,

i kitten lick the head of his cock once more, his salty taste present on my tongue before pulling my head away. he groans from overstimulation as his fingers dig into the soft plush skin of my thigh

he’s fully hard again.

“please, please- i’m hard again- you’re gonna touch me this time?”

i shake my head with a small grin, running my hand through his silky hair.

“but-!” he starts but i cut him off.

“no buts, you’ve been such a brat all day,” i start,

“now cmon, pull up your sweats, you’re not cumming again today.” i instruct him, earning a frustrated whine from him as he follows my instructions.

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[sombraglaze]

Here's some of the most raw and emotionally impactful lyrics I've ever heard

Ever since I found out what I am Every second I can't understand As time's ticking by, with tears in my eyes Can I feel or is sadness programmed? Do I mean the words that I say? Is the world I see really that way? From data collectors through lenses and sensors I'm living in an overlay

later on

I wonder what you'll do "I have no choice" I hear you say Well that depends on you and if you've got the guts then fire away Is this the choice you made? I hope you brought the best you've got So steady on that aim and take your best shot Did they send you out here to kill me? 'Cause I don't think that you've got the nerve Though you wear a disguise, it's there in your eyes Is this what they tell you I deserve? How do you think that we got this way? "I don't know you anymore" you say Well let me remind you of your own past all while you Pretend you've forgotten my name

and later on, the line that always destroys me

Your eyes look different... I swear they used to glow...

wanna guess where this is from? that's right! a brony song, not only that, but it's based on one of those things people did where they take footage of a show and dub over it to make comedic and nonsensical videos, so this is actually a my little pony: friendship is magic parody song

(it's called L_ST-_N-D_TA (lost in data) by PrinceWhateverer btw)

sorry for pasting half the lyrics in here but god damn holy shit fucking hell fuck

“i am a monument to all your sins” is such a fucking raw line for a villain it’s amazing that it came from halo, a modernish video game, and not some classical text or mythos

[morganbritton132]

Adding onto Steve's crime spree from this (and this and this)

Eddie has determined that he's not asking the right questions in life.

Is he questioning the man? Yes. Every day.

Is he asking Wayne for help when his van shits the bed on Thursday? No. When his van is still unusable come Saturday, did he ask his friends if he could catch a ride to band practice? No.

Did he ask if he could get a ride home? Also no.

It's raining and Eddie regrets his life choices so hard, he doesn't notice the Porsche 928 until it blows through the crosswalk he was about to step onto. He's hit with a tidal wave of frigid early November street water because, of course, he is.

"Fuck's sake," Eddie swore, pushing his wet hair out of his face. In his perphery, the Porche slams on its breaks and rolls back into the crosswalk beside him, but he barely notices. Talking to the driver, the world, or god, Eddie does not know when he rants, "Thanks! Thanks for that, I really need pnumonia. Thanks for bestowing-"

"Sorry, man," Steve says, an apologetic wince sticking out of the open window of the Porche. "Wanna ride? I can take you where you're going."

Eddie looks at the car, then at Steve, and then back at the car and signs, "...Fine, but only because this car is beautiful and not to expunge your guilt."

"Dude, I don't think a sponge is going to help."

Eddie rolls his eyes but sticks his guitar in the trunk before sliding into the passenger seat. He has to physically stop himself from touching everything. He's never even seen a Porche before, wow.

Steve's in the driver's seat looking like he's dying for Eddie to ask about the car so he can talk about it. Honestly, Eddie wants to ask about the car. He probably should have asked about the car but instead, he shakes the water out of his hair like a dog as payback.

"C'mon, man," Steve complains, wiping the water off his face. "Watch the leather."

Eddie gives him directions and then bites the bullet. He asks the wrong question, "You trade in the Beamer?"

"No way. That's my baby," He says. "I'm just borrowing this lady."

The conversation is actually nice. None of Eddie's friends know anything about cars but Steve seems to know a lot. He can almost forgive the guy for being a jock and the psychological warfare he's bestowed onto Eddie's brain the past week and a half, but then-

“It sounds like - shit," Eddie says, echoing the same sentiment as Steve at the sight of flashing red and blue lights in the rear view. A question he should've been asking all along occurs to him, "Did you steal this car?"

Steve gives him an annoyed look and then rolls down his window, smiling that All-American smile, "Heya, Hop. Didn't think you were working today."

"This car was reported stolen."

Eddie swears, sinking into the leather with the hopes that it eats him. Steve doesn't even hesitate, "Let me guess, Mrs. Woolledge? Crazy she knows what all her neighbors are doing but not that her kid's on dope."

Hopper doesn't say anything and the silence is loud so Steve adds, "It's not stolen. It's my dad's car. I have permission."

"From your dad?" Hopper asks, getting an annoyed nod from Steve. "Same dad that's out of town?"

"Well, Hop. There's this thing called a phone."

"You get that MRI...right? Throw the keys out the window," Hopper says. Eddie's mentally preparing on how he's going to explain this to Wayne when he calls from jail. Steve protests. Hopper demands, "Throw. The keys. Out. The. Window. Now."

Steve seems to realize that he's pushing his luck because he does just that. He even gets out of the car when Hopper tells him to. Hopper tells him to get in his truck and Steve straight up lies, "Hop, I'm taking my friend home. We're working on a school project together. At his house.”

Eddie curses Steve's entire bloodline from start to finish when Hopper lookings directly at him still in the car, "That true?"

Say no. Say you don't know him. Say you know nothing. Say anything but, "Yes."

"What subject?'

"History," Steve says at the same time Eddie says 'Art' and then rolls his eyes, "Art history, yeah?"

Hopper nods like he thinks they're full of shit and then tells them both to get in his truck.

Steve protests but more about leaving the car on the street than anything else while Eddie briefly thinks about the psychic his mom used to know. He wonders if she could curse someone for real. Maybe he can call her from jail.

He's fully ready to see the police station that he fails to realize where Hopper's going until they’re in Forest Hills. He turns and looks at both of them and says, "I'd like to know what grade you get on this project."

"Aye, aye, Captain," Steve says with a salute, pulling Eddie out of the car. Once they're inside, Steve peaks out the blinds like, "Yeah, he'll sit there for a while. He thinks I'm lying. Wanna smoke?"

Eddie is baffled, "No."

"Okay," Steve shrugs and flops down on the couch. He pulls a set of keys out of his pocket and adds, "Spare key. We just gotta wait until he's gone and can circle back for your guitar."

The only thing Eddie can think is, “what the fuck” and he doesn’t even know which part he’s talking about.

[yumeka-sxf]

Japanese Linguistic Observations in Spy x Family - part 6

Part 6 – Supporting character musings – Eden kids

In the first three parts of this post series, I talked in detail about how each of the Forgers' specific ways of speaking in the Japanese version helps shape their character. Now I want to analyze the supporting SxF characters in terms of their speech and see what traits we can infer. I'll discuss the Eden kids first, and then the supporting adult characters like Yuri, Fiona, etc, in the next post.

I'm going to start with Damian since I feel he has the most complexity in terms of what can be analyzed from his speech. While there's nothing about his speech that really stands out to me, at least compared to the Forgers, there's still little telling nuances based on his choice of words and honorifics. He uses casual speech for fellow kids his age, and polite speech for (most) adults, which is normal…I say "most" adults though because, while he uses keigo (the standard polite form of Japanese speech) for Eden teachers and the adults in his family, he doesn't use it at all during his first encounter with Loid. He even calls Loid おっさん("ossan"), which is basically "mister" but for middle-aged or older men, instead of 兄さん("niisan"), which is the same, but for a younger man akin to Loid's age.

Later, as Loid's goody-goody act gets on his nerves, his speech becomes a bit vulgar. He adamantly shouts that he "won't hang out with that peasant girl," using the "crude" conjugation of "won't be friends with/hang out with", 相手にしねー! ("aitei ni shine!") instead of the casual 相手にしない ("aitei ni shinai"). He even says うるせー ("urusee") which means "shut up" and is even more rude than うるさい ("urusai"). I'm actually surprised he let himself talk like that in front of Donovan. I suppose it shows how passionate he is about his "aversion" to Anya.

Speaking of Anya, he's never addressed her by name in the Japanese version, opting instead to call her, at best, the casual form of "you," "omae" ("お前") and at worst, some rude name like "temee" ("手前"), the derogatory form of "you."

When it comes to his family, he addresses Donovan and Melinda as 父上 ("chichi-ue") and 母上("haha-ue") respectively. These are more formal terms for the standard polite ones typically used to address your father and mother, "o-tou-san" (お父さん) and "o-kaa-san" (お母さん). For Demetris though, he's more casual. Not only does he use plain speech, but he also calls Demetris 兄貴 ("aniki"), which is a term of endearment, like "Big Bro."

He uses casual speech with Jeeves as well, which makes sense since Jeeves is a butler and thus "lower" than anyone in the Desmond household.

To me, all of this implies that Damian is a fairly normal kid in terms of how he addresses those around him, with the exception being his extreme formality with his parents. Terms like "chichi-ue" and "haha-ue" are mostly used in uptight, flatulent families, and obviously families like the Desmonds match that description. But it also shows how this is forcing Damian to rarely get the affection and bonding he craves from his parents.

As a side note, I don't have much to say about Bill and George, since they're such minor characters and nothing about their speech stood out to me in the few chapters they appeared in. But I found it interesting that they both call Damian "Damian-kun," with "-kun" in this case being an honorific to show endearment for a male equal, similar to "-chan" for females. However, Damian doesn't use "-kun" with any of the other male students, which is another indication of his comparatively standoffish personality.

Ewen and Emile speak similarly to Damian, using casual speech for fellow kids and keigo for adults. The exception with them, however, is that they address Damian with keigo as well. Not only that, but they call him "Damian-sama," which is unusual among friends their age. The honorific "-sama" is more humbling than "-san" and is often translated as "Lord" or "Master." I wonder what Damian has done to make them think so highly of him.

Moving onto Becky, she uses feminine speech in most situations. This speech is defined by adding softening interjections at the end of sentences, like "ne" (ね), "no" (の), and especially "wa" (わ). She also uses a variety of honorifics for the other characters. She calls Anya "Anya-chan," with "-chan" being a term that shows affection between female friends. She uses the feminine "I/me" pronoun "atashi" as well.

Because of her infatuation with Loid, she calls him "Loid-sama," with "-sama," as I just discussed, being a very polite honorific used for someone you're subservient to, or at least someone you look up to immensely.   

She's actually never called Yor by her name – at first she calls Yor 奥さま ("oku-sama"), which is a polite way of addressing someone else's wife, typically translated as something like "honorable wife." But after she sees how strong Yor is and "officially" decides to be her mentee (in her mind anyway), she calls Yor 師匠 ("shishou") which means "master" or "teacher" in a trainee to trainer sense.

But despite her high social status as a Blackbell, Becky uses the most childish terms for her mother and father, "papa" (パパ) and "mama" (ママ) respectively.

It's not uncommon for very young kids to address their parents in such a way, but it is ironic that everything else about Becky makes her seem like she wants to be more "grown-up" than she actually is, but she's still just a kid deep down, at least when it comes to her relationship with her parents.

<- Return to Part 5

[bedupolker]

hello! I love your art, it's so cute, expressiv and dynamic! I'm wondering if you have some info about the process behind your painting.

It looks like watercolour which is what I'm interested in doing. I'm finding it tricky to find resources on watercolour anthro stuff - both because I'm inexperienced in watercolour but also cos resources I've found are mostly geared to realistic/traditional watercolour, not cartoony/fantasy stuff.

Watercolour for cartoonier styles looks great when there's some bits left white, which u do really well! How do you figure out where to paint and where to do the highlights?

Also I'm not sure of simple things like whether to ink or paint first, and how to approach sketches. Also what paper to use - I'm using watercolour paper but artists like Remy Boydell use Bristol board I think 🤔

I know a lot of it is experimentation and practice, but I'd love to hear some tips/resources from someone who knows what they're doing and does it well! Thank you for reading this long ask, and I hope you have a nice day :)

I haven't had much formal training in watercolor (I have in oil and ink) so unfortunately can't really link you up to any good tutorials. If you viewers at home have any then feel fee to comment below.

Nonetheless I think it's always good to start with some baseline of realism so you can figure out how light and shadow play on things like clothes and hair. The highlights are kind of just gut instinct that comes from experimentation, usually I'd leave a bit more white on whatever side the light source is coming from, plus a little more white to accentuate the more shiny bits like sleek hair, metal, polished stone, etc. I like having white wet gouache on hand too to fix things or add in tiny choice highlights.

I usually sketch and then go over it in a thin pen, let it dry then erase pencil lines, paint over it, then use pen again to add thicker outlines or details and some cross hatching for texture. The pen bleeds a little (I'm sure you can see in some of the art I've posted) but it's not always a bad thing if you can work with it. I'm sure that's not everyone's preference but i don't mind it.

I've recently posted stuff both on Bristol-like paper and watercolor paper. I actually do like watercolor paper because it has a nice texture but if you're really going for a clean, precise look more reminiscent of cartoon art then Bristol may be easier to work with. Honestly though looking back through stuff I posted I'm not sure theres a really noticable difference, at least with how I render things.

But yeah like you mentioned it's just a lot of studying art you like and experimentation. I posted some rabbit pet portraits recently and absolutely was looking at some Beatrix Potter art to reference what fur texture she used and anatomy.

[nightingale-prompts]

-okay okay I learned my lesson. No more making up media for posts. (I will probably forget and do it again)

-Next movie night-

Movie:What are you sorry for this time, Melody? Being born? Being sick all the damn time? Existing? It's not like you had a choice in any of it. No one wanted you around to begin with.

Damian:*biting the inside of his cheek* who let Drake pick the movie?

Movie:If you're dying, Melody, just do everyone a favor and hurry it up. Don't drag this out any longer. No one wants to watch you waste away in that bed. I'll get your fucking medicine. But this is the last goddamn time I'm saving your miserable ass, understand?

Bruce: *looking at the ceiling so he doesn't tear up of course* He can't mean that.

Movie:I love you. I know you hate me. I know you'd be happy if I was gone. But you're all I have in this world so I can't help but love you. You're my only family. If you weren't here I'd be dead.

Dick: *Has been crying the entire movie* noooo....please. She loves so much and he just-ghuaaa *sniff*

Movie:I'm not your family, Melody. I'm just the poor sap who got stuck with the job of keeping you alive. Don't mistake my grudging obligation for love.

Jason:*understands this too well and it hurts so much* fuck, I hate this so much.

Movie:I had gotten it from the medical school, I told her that I needed the heart monitor for research. That was a damn lie. I didn't know why I had done it, only that I couldn't bear the thought of her dying alone, unnoticed, unremembered. Or maybe I just wanted to know the moment when she finally dies and the exact moment I'd be free. That's so fucked up. I'm actually waiting for my sister to die...for my sake!

Cassandra: *walkes out of the room after feeling an emotion*

Movie:Last time we went to the hospital the doctor told me it wasn't long before her heart gave out. Even if an eligible donor could be found we wouldn't be able to afford the surgery. It would take a miracle for her to survive. Let's face it...there aren't enough miracles to go around... I'm just a kid! Why is it my job to do all this! I don't want to watch her die! I don't want this damn responsibility!

Barbara: *bearly holding it together and has been silently tearing up*

Movie:Goodbye, Melody. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you. I'm sorry I couldn't be the brother you deserved. I'm sorry I hated you for so long. Maybe in the next life, Melody, we can be a real family. But for now, it's time for you to let go and be free of all this pain.

Stephanie: *sobbing* Duke, why aren't you crying?

Duke:*absolutely destroyed and going to breakdown later* I cry on the inside.

-Later-

Tim:*eyes red from crying* I think tye movie had the opposite effect. They aren't mad anymore but now they won't leave me or the rest of the family alone. Even Damian is being nicer.

Danny: Sooo...is the date still on the table?

(Ha, you thought I'd stop making stuff up?! Jokes on you!)

Tim: I've come to you in a time of great need. I need Dick and Bruce to get off my back.

Danny: I see and what's it worth to you?

Tim: A date.

Danny: Deal! Show them this movie. Got it from a neighboring universe.

Tim: What's it about?

Danny: A little girl who has a chronic illness and is slowly dying while her neglectful parents abandon her to be raised by her older brother who is bearly older than her. He hates and resents her but she never hates him because she relies on him to survive and feels like that's love enough. She is treated like a burden by her parentified brother who takes care of her until she dies in her sleep after telling him that she will always love him. It's the perfect movie to fill your family with guilt and I use it on Jazz all the time. It will make you want to curl up into a ball and cry though.

Tim: That's evil. I'll take it.

[prlssprfctn]

"Who Is Afraid of Little Old Me?" is so Jason Todd core, and you are READY for this conversation.

'The scandal was contained

The bullet had just grazed

At all costs, keep your good name

You don't get to tell me you feel bad'

You tell me it is not about that one time Batman had finally faced Red Hood, with Joker being between them - as a reminder and a choice - ended up throwing a batarang in his neck (while Jason barely hurt him) and never told anyone else about this?

Is it a wonder I broke? Let's hear one more joke

Then we could all just laugh until I cry

And you tell me this is not about Jason's death? About his last minutes with Joker, about how they forever imprinted in the core of his memory, to the point that sometimes he laughs at them instinctively, until the realization doesn't kick in?

So I leap from the gallows and I levitate down your street

Crash the party like a record scratch as I scream

"Who's afraid of little old me?"

I was tame, I was gentle till the circus life made me mean

"Don't you worry, folks, we took out all her teeth"

Who's afraid of little old me?

Well, you should be

Is it not Red Hood who is back again, trying to return to Manor to remind others what happened to him?

So tell me everything is not about me

But what if it is?

Then say they didn't do it to hurt me

But what if they did?

… I wanna snarl and show you just how disturbed this has made me

You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

Had Bruce and Dick ever wanted to hurt Jason, both in the past and in the present? No. Did it still happen? Is Jason still the one to live with these memories, unable to explain how it makes him feel? Yes.

So all you kids can sneak into my house with all the cobwebs

I'm always drunk on my own tears, isn't that what they all said?

That I'll sue you if you step on my lawn

That I'm fearsome and I'm wretched and I'm wrong

And if I say it is about Jason and all the kids that came after him that doesn't fully know who he is, but heard stories of Red Hood and violent Robin? They don't know a little boy who thought Robin gave him magic, the boy that died a hero — but they know Red Hood. And they heard of what a doomed, angry Robin he used to be.

And you hurt me

And you taught me

… You caged me and then you called me crazy

I am what I am 'cause you trained me

What is it if not Jason's POV towards Bruce? He is the crazy one now, a killer, a wrong one (not to mention these comics, where they actually threaten to send him to Arkham or Blackgate), but he is his father. His mentor. Still.

And some additional parts I want to add, because I think that they speak volumes too:

- "But my bare hands paved their paths, you don't get to tell me about sad"? I can't fully explain to you what I mean by putting this quote, but it is about Jason, crawling out from his grave (literally) and it is about everyone who stepped on the Robin path after. It is about his family making his death and grief about themselves at some point, leaving him nothing;

- "If you wanted me dead, you should've just said. Nothing makes me feel more alive" just one sentence — it is Jason about the batarang incident;

- A little detail, but I heard a lot of people complaining after the song's release that "Who is afraid of little old me?!" parts were at first loud, and they expected it to get to the full scream, but only ever got it becoming weaker, almost a whisper-like. And it is so Jason, too. Because he returns to scream, to yell, and he does at first. Until his anger washes out under disappointment and realization that he will never be chosen in a way he chooses people. And he doesn't scream anymore. Just whispers.

[marauder-misprint]

Hi! I don't know if you'd be comfortable writing this and if you aren't feel free to disregard this request lol but I was wondering if you could write a sirius black x plus sized reader hurt/comfort? Like maybe she's comparing herself to the people he's usually seen with and thinks he'd never be interested in her only for him to confront her after a bit of avoidance on her part and tell her that he doesn't think that way at all and that she's perfect and beautiful and he wants to be with her

Again if this is uncomfy or weird it's okay to ignore me- I've just been in a bad place recently and figured I'd try my luck haha

thank you for taking the time to read this! I adore your work ( ´∀｀)

Thank you so much for the request! I really hope I did it justice. I'm sorry that you're in a bad place and I hope it passes quickly ❤︎ I didn't go as deep into negative self talk as I could've - I know how mean we can be to ourselves.

Sending my love ❤︎

Boys like Sirius

Sirius Black x Plus size reader

2k words

cw: hurt/comfort, body issues, Happy Ending

It started in third year. Professor Slughorn grew tired of the Marauders interrupting every single lesson so he assigned them seats with different partners on different sides of the room. Remus in the back, Peter in the front, James on the left and Sirius on the right. It only sort of helped. Some days, it made the chaos that followed those boys fill the entire classroom, rather than their two stations. Other days, it meant that the boys talked to and worked with students they otherwise would’ve ignored. In Sirius’ case, that was you. 

The two of you ran in completely different circles. You had never been partnered together before and when given the choice, Sirius always sat with another member of the Marauders. The first few lessons sat next to each other were filled with plenty of awkward silences, mostly because Sirius was grumpy that he was separated from his best friends during a subject he didn’t particularly care for. But slowly, he opened up and once he actually talked to you, he found that he was enjoying Potions, if not looking forward to it. You were also enjoying Potions, because who wouldn’t want the gorgeous and charming Sirius Black as their partner? 

Your new friendship with Sirius spilled out of the Potions classroom. He’d wave to you in the corridor and talk to you in between classes. You were invited to study and go to Hogsmeade with all of his other friends. There were times when you felt out of place with his friends but Sirius made an effort to make sure you were included and listened to when you talked. In the end, you usually said yes to any invite because you got to spend more time with him.

The more time you spent with Sirius and the older you got, the bigger your crush on him got. You tried to play it cool. You tried to pretend that you weren’t absolutely head-over-heels in love with him, just like half of the girls at Hogwarts. Every time he flashed his trademark grin your way, you believed you had a chance with him, that maybe the stars were aligning and you’d get your guy. Every time he gave you a cheeky compliment or let his hand linger longer than a moment on yours, your heart would flutter with hope. Every invite was accompanied with hopeful eyes and excited chatter when you accepted. How could you not read into it? 

However, with half the girls at Hogwarts in love with him, you knew your chances with Sirius were slim. It was painfully obvious in your sixth year. Girls got more brazen with their flirting. He was single and they wanted to change that. It seemed like in between every lesson and at every meal, there was a different girl twirling her hair and batting her eyelashes at Sirius. And to make it all worse, it felt like every girl was skinnier than you. 

These were the thinnest girls with teeny tiny waists. Sirius could have easily lifted any of them up without struggle. And, well, putting it lightly, you had curves. You had thighs, a stomach, a butt, arms, breasts, a body. Someone once said you just had big bones, like that actually meant something. 

Every time Sirius flirted back with one of those girls who looked like the opposite of you, you felt a knife twist in your chest. It was hard to watch the boy you love flirt endlessly with those girls. It was a cruel reminder that boys like Sirius didn’t love girls like you. You felt doomed to a life without love. At least, without his love.

To lessen your pain, you began to distance yourself from Sirius. He had continued to partner with you in Potions every since third year. You talked less during Potions, knowing you couldn’t switch partners. You still waved back to Sirius when you passed in the corridors, but only if he waved first, and if he stopped to try to talk to you, you made an excuse to keep walking. You stopped finding him in the library to study with him and his friends, you stopped going to Hogsmeade with them. If you were barely friends with him, surely it would hurt less when the girls swarmed him. 

It didn’t. 

If anything, it made it hurt more. 

Those girls had it all, and they got his attention. They got his love. 

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After a particularly quiet Potions lesson, Sirius couldn’t take the silent treatment anymore.

“Oi, lovely, what’s happened?”

You froze as you were putting your things away. You cleared your throat as his words sunk in.

“I’m not sure what you’re talking about, Sirius,” you said slowly. You hoped to Merlin that you sounded confused and not guilty. 

“Feels like you’ve been avoiding me,” he clarified. “Only ever see you in this class… and even then, you’re… you’re not you. You’re quiet. You won’t even look at me.”

You pursed your lips together. So, he noticed. 

“I’m just paying attention, that’s all,” you lied. 

He scoffed. “Paying attention so much you won’t study with me, ahem, us anymore? You won’t come to Hogsmeade?”

You felt the insecurities rising in you like bile in your throat. You didn’t want to talk about this. You knew it would only lead to you admitting your crush on him and his inevitable rejection of you. You could practically hear him saying already ‘I don’t feel the same about you… maybe it’s better you’ve been avoiding me if that’s how you feel.’ Boys like Sirius don’t fall for girls that look like you, you reminded yourself. 

You don’t look at Sirius. Instead, you quickly finished putting your things away.

“I need to get to my next class,” you muttered before disappearing out of the classroom.

Sirius watched you go. He ran his hand down his face. He missed you, your presence, your smile and laugh, everything. And here he was, wondering what he had done to make you avoid him so desperately. 

He found you after classes were over for the day; he knew he had to minimize your available excuses. He was going to talk to you. Sirius would be damned if he had to go another day without knowing you were acting this way. 

“Hey! Love, can we talk?” he said, grabbing your wrist gently.

“Sirius, I have to-”

“Please, I need to know what I did,” he said, beautiful grey eyes filled with worry.

“What you did?” you repeated. 

Your hesitation, although it was only a slight pause, was enough to allow Sirius to pull you down the hall and into an empty classroom. He closed the door behind you. 

“Yes, what I did. What did I do to make you avoid me? I thought we had a good thing going, you know?” 

You looked anywhere but at him. Even without seeing him, you felt yourself getting choked up. You could see his worried eyes in your mind and it was paired with the butterflies you got from him holding onto your wrist. 

“You didn’t do anything,” you managed to say, although your voice is tight, the obvious sound of someone about to cry. 

He walked toward you, putting his things down on the desk behind you and then taking your things out of your arms to put next to his. Then he held the sides of your arms. You had no choice but to look at him.

“Then why? Why have I lost you?” 

Why have I lost you? You wanted to scoff at him. You wanted to laugh dryly. Like you were ever his to lose. Could you tell him that you were just making space for all the girls that fawned over him? Could you tell him that it hurt too much to be that close to him and knowing he’d never look at you like you look at him?

“I-I… I’m protecting myself,” you decided on saying. “At least, I'm trying to.”

“Protecting yourself from what?” he asked earnestly. He paused as he looked into your eyes which were getting glassier by the second. “You know the boys would never prank you, right? I’d never let them.”

“No, not that.” You shrugged off his hands so you could turn away from him. You couldn’t bear to see him when he rejected you for what you looked like. “From… I’m protecting myself from heartbreak.”

“Heart… break…” There was a moment of silence. Then you felt his hand on your arm again. “Love, please explain what you mean.”

His voice made your heart break more than it already was. He was going to make you spell it out for him. He was going to make you say how much you loved him and that you knew he would never reciprocate it. It made your next words come out more angry than you had ever spoken to him before.

“I thought that if I put space between us, that I could stop loving you and it would hurt less to see every girl flirt with you, to see you flirt with every girl who… who doesn’t look like… like me.” Your words came out scathing like fire. It didn’t help that you could feel the hot tears streaming down your face. 

His hand dropped from your arm and you felt your stomach drop. Here it came. Here came the rejection.

“You think I’m flirting with them?” 

His voice was soft. It sounded almost insulted? It was followed by a soft disbelieving chuckle.

“Love, I may have… partaken in banter, but if I flirted, I never meant to.” His hand found your shoulder and turned you back toward him. “The only girl I’ve flirted with is in front of me.”

His other hand raised to wipe the tears from your face.

“I suppose my intentions could have been more clear, if you’re feeling this way. You should know I don’t invite just anyone to Hogsmeade.” 

You couldn’t find the words to respond. His words didn’t feel real. It felt like the world’s cruelest prank. Your uncertainty must’ve been written on your face because Sirius kept talking.

“Love, I’m gone for you. You’re the most perfect person I have ever seen and had the pleasure of knowing and spending time with. Slughorn pairing us together in third year? The biggest blessing, even if I didn’t know it at first.” 

He gave you a moment to process what he was saying, seeing if you had a response yet. You opened your mouth to try to say something but all that came out was a squeak.

“Let me be clear, I really, really, really like you. I want to take you on dates and spoil you like you deserve. I want to spend more time with you. I want to go to Hogsmeade with you and just you. I want to study with you, even if it ends up with you actually studying and me watching you… which is what usually happens when I’ve invited you in the past, in case you never noticed.”

You were beginning to smile, so he continued. 

“I want to hear you laugh. I want to talk to you in the corridors. I want to sit next to you during meals and be with you in the common room. I want to kiss you. I want to snuggle with you and hug you and hold you. I really mean it when I say you’re perfect. You’re so bloody gorgeous and if I have to blatantly flirt with you every day so that you believe it, I will. You just have to say the word.”

“Okay,” you said quietly in a shaky breath.

“Can… can I kiss you?”

You nodded and Sirius took a confident step toward you. He held your face with both of his hands before bringing your face to his. All of your insecurities don’t disappear in that moment like you’d want them to, but you felt more confident than you had in a while. You felt like you were on top of the world though. The boy you love likes you back; and you know this because you can’t fake a kiss like this.

[allthingssteddie]

Steve Harrington sat nervously in his office, fidgeting with his pen. This was it, his first client as a therapist. He had been looking forward to this. despite his parents' doubts about his career choice.

"They're never going to pay you enough," his mother had said.

"It's a waste of time," his father had chimed in.

But Steve Steve wanted to prove them wrong. And wanted to prove to him self to that he wasn’t that asshole like in high school and wanted to actually help people. He just wasn’t expecting someone from high school in his office.

The door opened, and Eddie Munson walked in to the room stoping when he saw Steve. “Ha, he exclaimed "You're my therapist “King Steve? “Eddie’s eyes sparkled with amusement as he took in Steve's professional attire, his gaze lingering on the diploma on the wall.

Steve felt a flush rise to his cheeks

“Eddie, hey... wow, it's been a while," Steve stuttered, trying to compose himself.

Eddie smirked. "This is priceless." Steve scratched the back of his neck. "Maybe I should find you someone else. Sorry, Eddie, I should have figured it out was you."

Eddie smirked. "Nah, Steve, I definitely want you."

"No, really, I should—" Steve started.

"Steve, really, it's fine," Eddie said with a hint of a smile.

"Maybe you can even fix me," he mused,

Steve knew he should probably talk to his supervisors about switching, but he figured maybe he could make things right by him.

Eddie leaned back, a hint of amusement on his face. "So, King Steve, what do you want to know?"

Steve sighed, a gentle smile on his lips. "Eddie, if we're going to continue this, I really think you should just call me Steve."

Eddie smirked. "Okay, Steve."

Steve's expression turned serious. "So, Eddie, I understand you were court ordered to attend therapy. Can you tell me a little bit about what happened?"

Eddie made himself comfortable, laying down on the couch. "I don't know, I just got in a little trouble, that's all. It wasn't even my fault." Steve nodded encouragingly, his eyes locked onto Eddie's.

"Okay, well, let's start with that. What kind of trouble did you get into?" Eddie spun this ridiculous story, speaking quickly and with conviction.

Steve listened attentively, trying to keep a straight face. Every so often, he'd interrupt with a question he knew it was bullshit but he found it funny.

As their sessions continued, Steve listened but but part of him wanted to push Eddie to open up, to share his true feelings. But whenever Steve tried, Eddie would shut down, rolling his eyes and clamming up.

So Steve let Eddie continue these tale, he had to hand it to Eddie he had imagination. But as the months passed, something unexpected happened. Eddie, who had initially been court ordered to attend therapy, began to show up voluntarily.

Their sessions started, becoming less about therapy and more about... something else. Steve couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he knew he had to put a stop to it.

Steve's voice was gentle but firm. "Eddie, I think it's time we ended our sessions."

Eddie's face fell, his eyes welling up with tears. "Why? What did I do wrong?" he asked, his voice trembling.

Steve hesitated, unsure how to explain. "It's not that you did anything wrong, Eddie. It's just that...I have feelings for you." He paused, expecting rejection. "I know I shouldn't, and I don't expect you to feel the same. I'm sorry."

Eddie's expression transformed in an instant. A sly smile spread across his face, and his eyes sparkled with mischief. "Feelings, huh?" He sat up, his posture confident. "Want to grab coffee and discuss these feelings?"

[thebrokengate]

LEWISSSSSSSSSSSS!!!

Sorry. Sorry! Reflex. 😅

Anyway, I just want to say now that I've had time to review this video this morning, HOLY SHIT THIS IS SO WELL DONE! Your readings of the queer subtext in this game are so well put together, and I also have to thank you for adding in the parts about the Don Quixote story as someone who hasn't read it and never got to know the book that made Luis into the character that he is. I found myself nodding along in agreement as well to your reading of Krauser as I consider myself, after spending multiple months after the game came out studying him like a bug under a microscope, to probably be one of the most knowledgeable people about his character and his queer coding. There are a couple things I want to add if you don't mind me doing so though!

Not only does Krauser have the "Anything to make the pretty boy feel special!" line, he also has another line that's either next to impossible to trigger or has been deleted where he tells Leon, "You rely on those pretty blues too much!" And though I can't find a clip of him saying it anywhere on video (and trust me I've tried like. every playthrough that exists on YouTube ever and if you or anyone else finds one PLEASE SEND IT TO ME I NEED IT FOR. reasons.), it is said in this collection of his lines from the game at 2:50. I'm also going to warn you before you click- volume warning because the first line that comes up is Krauser yelling "DIEEEEE" like a death metal singer and it blew out my eardrums the first time I clicked it. Please help me, I am in pain.

More on Krauser: remember when Leon says right after Luis dies, "You won't get away with this, Krauser"? Well... somebody please tell me why Leon tries to or at least thinks about leaving the fight multiple times during the arena boss battle then? The first time it happens is in the opening cutscene after Krauser says, "I've been waiting for you, rookie" where Leon's already looking for a path to escape before Krauser poses the question, "Worried about the girl, is that it?" (and then he says "That's just like you. You've always had poor judgment" which can be taken in.. a number of ways LOL. Is his judgment poor for trying to save everyone or for going after women instead of men- *gunshot sound*) When the battle kicks off, Krauser says, "Better run, rookie!" to which Leon replies, "Not like I have a choice." Which.. he absolutely has another choice: to fight back. Krauser comments several times about how shaky and unsteady Leon is while facing him, and even says, "What's wrong? Show no mercy!" He knows Leon doesn't want to do this and Leon comments multiple times in both fights against Krauser how Krauser isn't leaving him much choice but to fight him and he can't believe that Krauser is actually making him do this. The next time Leon tries to leave, it's right before Krauser uses his newfound power in las plagas to turn one arm into a weapon (before inevitably doing it to both). "Are we done here, Krauser?" Leon asks. Which makes me wonder. Uh- if he really was done, would Leon just let him walk away at this point? Krauser again comments here how Leon is too soft to do what's necessary - put Krauser out of his misery - and attacks again, knocking Leon down into the labyrinth. The final time that Leon tries to get away, he runs for the drawbridge that closes up on him and the look of pain on his face before Krauser jumps down behind him is.. it's just sad. He's tried multiple times to get away, but now he really has no choice. Every time he tries to run away, something else stops him, and now he has to go through with killing Krauser. Even when Krauser's down, he hesitates to do so for so long and had so much trouble doing so that originally, from what Mike Kovac said, Krauser was going to put his hand on Leon's on the knife to guide him to kill him but they couldn't do that because both of Krauser's arms were mutated (linking the video here. never forget what they took from us.. at 3:07:41). And I think it's worth noting too that this is the only fight where Leon tries so hard to get away. Right after this is the Saddler fight and Leon remarks, "I'll make sure you're the next to go, Saddler" and actually does it without trying to leave once. For the duration of the entire fight, Leon flip flops back and forth between trying to leave and trying to reason with Krauser, and it's such a testament to Leon's character how even after all Krauser has done, he still wants to save him (in fact, neither one of these idiots [affectionate] really wanted to kill each other and you can tell in Krauser's responses to actually killing Leon and the way he plays with his food in the first fight like you said - but it ended in death anyway).. and Leon looking back at Krauser's body in the end like a lost puppy utterly destroys me every time.

Going into a little bit about the parallels of RE2R to RE4R, every character and every boss has parallels to each other. Mendez is like the new Mr. X, some of the boss movements of Krauser in the final fight after he's mutated resemble the stage 1 Birkin fight's movements (specifically they both can grab Leon's head and both have mutations starting with the arms), even something as simple as the Garradors paralleling the Lickers - both unable to see but can hear you and are very quick to kill you with their long claws or something that resembles claws. So it's only natural that certain character dynamics parallel too. When RE4R first came out, I saw some people say that "Luis is the new Marvin Branagh" but I disagree. I think that role rather goes to Krauser - in an equal but opposite way. Both Marvin and Krauser were people meant to train and lead Leon in his line of work, Marvin as his lieutenant and Krauser as his major. They also both refer to Leon as "rookie", and Krauser taught Leon to fight with a knife, just as you receive a combat knife from Marvin in RE2R. Equal characters, but opposites. So no, I think Luis actually instead parallels Ada. At least for Leon. Why? He has a shady past, having worked with Umbrella, much like Ada has a shady past running missions for Wesker as a mercenary. He appears and disappears multiple times, leaving and rejoining Leon just like Ada did in RE2R. And there's a moment where he dies, just the way Leon originally thought Ada did at the end of RE2R except this time Luis actually does die. But what's changed here? Luis was on a mission of redemption, dying a better man than he was before, unlike in RE2R where it ends with Ada and Leon turning on each other before Ada seemingly falls to her death. They're both wounded by a third party - Ada being shot by Annette and Luis being stabbed by Krauser - as well. So if that's not more to the queer coding of Luis, I don't know what is. But I also want to elaborate on my "at least for Leon" point because, even though it's irrelevant to the queer coding, Luis acts as a parallel in Ada's story to Leon. She has to save him, he gets himself into trouble all the time, his heart is often bigger than his brain, he's the one she wants to get her the amber, she pushes him away when he tries to care for her like Leon did in RE2R... the works. Luis was a second chance for both of them to make amends with their Raccoon City past together.

Last thing to note, just... Why is there so much BDSM in this game? Jeezaloo!

But that's just a fun addition, lmao.

Anyway, this video was so good and thank you so much for sharing it with the world! :)

hi happy re4 20th. here's a 50 minute long video to celebrate it

[canary-curse-57]

Hellooooo everybody, it’s CC back again with my favorite pastime:

ANALYZING JIMMY SOLIDARTIYGAMING’S (WILD LIFE) DEATHS

In this post, I talked about why I thought he could win the life series, and I analyzed his deaths from every series (excluding Real Life and Wild Life) (THIS HAS SOMEHOW MANAGED TO BE ALMOST AS LONG AS THAT ONE). Now that Wild Life has been over for a while, however, I’ve decided to analyze his deaths from Wild Life, as there’s one in particular that completely doesn’t fit in any previous categorization I had. 

As a quick recap, my previous categorization system consisted of Bad Luck, Silly Decision, and Accident. One death could be more than one category at the same time. If you have any questions, feel free to leave a comment/ask!! I love yapping about the life series :D

Anyways, let’s get into it!!!

First death - Creeper - Bad Luck/Silly Decision:

This is one of a handful of deaths that he’s had over the course of the series that I genuinely think could potentially fit in all 3 categories, but I ultimately feel like leaving off Accident because it doesn’t fit quite well enough. Either way, this is one of many incredible examples of Jimmy Solidarity’s Unbelievably Bad Luck. I mean, to have not just one, but TWO creepers sneak up on you from completely opposite directions while you’re trying to fight a zombie is just INSANELY Bad Luck!!!! 

So while Bad Luck is easily the primary category here, I’m also including Silly Decision because I am of the firm belief that going ANYWHERE on your own at night is not the best choice, and doing so has gotten Jimmy killed/knocked out of previous series before (For example: his death to the enderman at the end of Double Life) so he really should’ve started avoiding this type of situation a while ago. 

Second death - Creeper - Accident/Silly Decision/Bad Luck:

What’s this? Our first triple category death? A shocker, I know, and I’m honestly not entirely confident in it. Here are my reasonings anyways:

Accident is quite simple, really: Jimmy accidentally misses his second hit on the creeper that kills him. If you slow down the video, you can see that the second time he engages with the creeper, he swings his sword at the creeper three times, landing the first hit, missing the second, and seemingly hitting the third. However, the fact that he misses his second hit means that the creeper doesn’t die, and still has enough HP to explode and kill Jimmy. There is also an element of Bad Luck at play in this specific moment too. 

Silly Decision honestly comes from what he was doing before this death: messing around and letting three whole creepers explode in front of him, blocking the explosions with his shield. Doing so is a little bit of a Silly Decision, one that Lizzie even reprimands him for, although I feel like transferring from that method of killing creepers to actually hitting them to kill them may have caused him to somehow let his guard down. (This, too, feels a little like Bad Luck, but in the specific way of the universe not taking kindly to him messing around)

Again, this is one I'm a little shaky on, so I might edit/change this up in the future. 

Third death - Snail - Accident/Silly Decision:

For the most part, this is an accident, pure and simple. Jimmy didn’t know the snail would kill him, he got a bit too close to it, and whoops, there he goes! However, I’m still adding a small amount of Silly Decision to this, because I personally feel like getting close to what is clearly the wildcard is a biiiit of a risky move, especially when you don’t know what it is/what it does yet. 

Fourth death - Snail - Silly Decision:

Jimmy knew the snail kills you the moment you touch it/it touches you, and yet he still decided to try and get incredibly close to it and get it to lunge at him. Silly Decision to the max /pos

Fifth death - Creeper - Bad Luck/Accident:

Damn, I always forget about just how rough of an episode this was for him!!! He dies four whole times in the span of ~7 minutes of video time. That’s almost one death every two minutes what on EARTH. I also very fondly remember this session being released the week after I posted my original analysis post about why I think he could win the life series someday. Absolutely hilarious timing to me lfhwejkfhwjkefhwjkhf

ANYWAYS, analysis time!! 

This is a lovely lovely example of Jimmy’s Bad Luck creating absolutely hilarious moments/the universe deciding it hates him! Oh, you want to talk to the only other yellow on the server about how it stinks to be yellow? Creeper from behind!!

I’m only adding an Accident classification in here because I watched this moment from Skizz’s POV, and he had enough time to warn Jimmy had he noticed the creeper, so I feel it gets a slight Accident rating. 

Sixth death - Dripstone - Accident:

Aaaaand here we have it folks: the death that could’ve taken Jimmy out of the series if not for Ren sacrificing himself in episode 3!! The craziest thing about this death is that it’s an accident, plain and simple. Martyn didn’t think there was really a trap, mined the block for funzies, and caused Jimmy to plummet to his death. Could you imagine if that was somehow the way Jimmy went out??? One could make an argument for Bad Luck, but I don’t really feel like it fits. 

I also strongly considered adding a Silly Decision to this one. I mean really, who stands on top of their own trap?? There’s always a chance someone might break it, and in this scenario that chance occurred!! However, in the end I feel like it classifies as more of an accident, because really, this one’s entirely on Martyn. 

Seventh death - Falling/Ravager - Bad Luck:

Ah, yet another death that I briefly considered adding Silly Decision to. I ultimately decided that it didn’t fit at all; after all, no one had any clue what could happen if you got the answer wrong at this point, so really you weren’t sure how careful you needed to be around Trivia Bots. That being said, going up into the tower miiiiight’ve not been the best choice, but ah well.

This death really felt like it was mostly Bad Luck to me because Jimmy really should’ve survived the fall!! Had it not been for his ender pearl hitting Martyn & the tree being right beneath him, I firmly believe he would’ve either teleported away safely or managed to hit a water bucket clutch (he got the water down right before he landed, it just didn’t save him because leaves (leafs?) waterlog)

Eight death - Snail - Accident/Bad Luck/I don’t even know dude this death made me lose it:

This death was quite possibly the most PAINFUL DEATH I HAVE EVER HAD TO REWATCH EVER. EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!! The fact that he just WALKED into the SNAIL has me LOSING IT like DUDEEEEEE AUGHHHHHHH

Anyways creepers and snails are now tied for Things That Caused The Most Amount of Deaths for Jimmy, with 3 each!!

But yeah. Accident all around, with maybe a smidgen of Bad Luck thrown in there because how.

Ninth death - Bloop (Iron Golem) - Accident/Silly Decision:

Sigh. It wouldn’t be a Jimmy SolidarityGaming Life Series without multiple deaths that hurt your soul /lh

Anyways, yet another Accident. Obviously he didn’t mean to hit Bloop. But ALSO this is VERY MUCH A SILLY DECISION!!! Jimmy. Jimmy why would you try to kidnap an iron golem. Jimmy. Please. You know the universe likes to take the mick out of you dude (no i’m not british idk how else to put it tho 😭). You laughed at Mumbo’s grave and Grian basically made Bloop to be Mumbo cause he was lonely, of course it would go wrong /lh. 

Sigh. C’est la vie ig. Anyways, it’s this next death that’s the whole reason why I’m doing this,,,,,,

Final death - Grian/Explosion - ?????????????????:

There is only one other death in the entirety of the life series that I consider to be uncategorizable for Jimmy, and that one was when Tango died while they were soulmates.

So this death? This death is special.

It wasn’t an Accident. Grian had sworn for a long time that he would take Jimmy out of the series. Grian always holds tight to the promise of death. This was intentional. Planned.

It wasn’t Bad Luck. Jimmy wasn’t in the wrong place at the wrong time. He didn’t randomly have tnt spawn around him. This was intentional. Planned.

It wasn’t a Silly Decision. One could argue that it wasn’t one singular Silly Decision that got him to this point, but multiple small ones, stacked up high enough that Grian decided to act. And I could almost bring myself to agree with that, were it not for the fact that people have done worse to each other in this series and been spared. This death was completely out of Jimmy’s hands. It was unexpected. Intentional. Planned.

For the first time, Jimmy was the main target. For the first time, he wasn’t just caught in the crossfire. For the first time, he didn’t instigate right before his death. 

For the first time, he was viewed as someone who should be taken down.

Admittedly, it’s quite a stretch to say that Grian viewed him as a threat. I honestly don’t think Jimmy will be viewed as a threat anytime soon. The legacy of the canary curse lingers far too close for now. 

But think with me, for just a moment, about what may have been. He was surviving. Others had died to the combinations of wildcards thrown at them, yet Jimmy was surviving. How far could he have made it? How long could he have lasted, had Grian not taken matters into his own hands?

I’m in no way saying that I think this was Jimmy’s best season, or that I think he could’ve won if not for Grian. This was one of the most unluckiest seasons he’s had in a while, and the silly decisions and accidents added on top of that were a recipe for disaster.

But this was the first season where he really truly showed fight. Getting kills, celebrating, gloating; for a moment, he didn’t just survive. He thrived. 

If you combined his survivability from the first 5 sessions of Last Life with the killing power he had in Wild Life, I truly think you would have a winner. 

So despite the 10 deaths, despite the silly decisions and the laughably bad luck, despite the highest highs and lowest lows, I am not left with a lack of hope for Jimmy. 

If anything, this season has just made me believe in him more. 

[loop-lover-central]

MORE CLUSTER AU!!!!

Everyone has got some sort of disposition towards each other!

Let's see em!

Sisif(Comicfrin):

Saap-You are really mad huh? Like I get it, but you need to calm down before you have an aneurysm. Go take a seat and chill for a minute please? For your own good.

Loop-Actually I feel really bad for this one. Caught between a rock and a hard place. You just can't win, can you? If the universe has a loser it's probably you. Sorry that sounds way meaner than I thought it would.

Stardust-HOW DID YOU GET SO SELF ACTUALIZED?? HUH???? Getting out of the loops and actually having a life did you wonders. I'd be jealous if I weren't so proud of you for actually managing to do it.

Saap(StartAgainAProloguefrin):

Newfrin: Oh you poor thing. You've got no clue. I pray the universe is somehow merciful.

Sisif-I don't get you. You've just been sitting around in the background for... I dunno how long. I don't know how you haven't turned into a ghost yet. But... Thanks for being here anyway. I guess.

Newfrin: I don't know. They seem. fine. I guess. I don't care.

Loop-You. I have a million things I'd say to you. Most of them aren't nice. What is so special about that one!? WHY DID HE DESERVE TO BE SAVED WHEN I DON'T!?!

Stardust-You shouldn't even exist. It should have been me! Why couldn't it have been me...?

Loop(ISATLoop.):

Sisif: Heh we both got two eyes. Isn't that funny? ...You're like a dog. You can be so vicious in seconds. I wonder why? What is your story, weirdo?

Newfrin: ... It's weird doing this again. Kinda thought I retired as the guide when I... well. Died. I guess this is what I was made for, teehee~

Saap: ... I don't even want to think about you. I thought- ... I dunno what I thought. That you'd cease to exist? ... That'd be too easy. No. The universe must want me to suffer. It must need me to be miserable for some reason. You will always be a rock in my shoe. A thorn in my side.

Stardust: My cutie patootie stardust!!!! Oh my goodness look at you! You did so good!! I'm so proud!!!! ... But I'm still kinda mad at you. Sorry. You understand don't you?

Stardust(ISATfrin):

Sisif-You're... so mysterious and cool. Is that how people see me before they get to know what a dorky mess I am underneath?.... Oh jeez how much of a mess are you??

Saap-They make me nervous. They stare at me with so much anger. I... I feel really bad. You didn't deserve what happened. I don't know what went wrong. I'm sorry.

Loop-It's really nice to see you again after all this time. It's... weird though. You feel like a distant memory that suddenly popped up again. And you're so mean to Saap. Stop being mean to Saap!

Newfrin: Why is your eye darkless? We all have lightless eyes. That's weird. But you do have a cool hat, so I'll give you a pass!

Newfrin(Newgame+frin)

Loop: Loop! Funny voice in my head!! You say you're a friend from really far away. I guess I've got no choice but to believe you.

Stardust: Loop's... friend? I think?? The jury is still out of that one. The nickname is a little.... suspect.

Saap: I hear you and Loop bicker. I can't always pick up what you two are saying but you always sound so mad at each other... I hope everything is ok wherever you all are.

Sisif: I don't know a thing about that one. Loop just tells me he keeps to himself.

[cyellolemon]

THEY ARE KISSING

[weidli]

Okay I'm going to be serious with you here for a second; please take this not as a personal attack but as a gentle hint. I made this post because I'm very fond of ABBA's music and listen to it often and I thought the choice of that song to open an ep about the theft of a lot of money, especially in the context of the fact that a lot of previous Saarbrücken episodes are ALSO about a large amount of stolen money, was quite fun and clever. Now if that's not your opinion, that's perfectly fine! I am not coming into your house and telling you to like ABBA. I'm not coming into your house and telling you to like the usage of ABBA in this episode. I'm sitting on my porch chatting to the people who're hanging out there with me about how I enjoyed this as a choice, and you're walking up to me and telling me I'm wrong--not as part of a meaningful, well-reasoned argument on your part, not as an opener to a mutually enjoyable conversation about our divergence of opinion. Just telling me I'm wrong, like this is an objective fact that only you are clever enough to see.

"This was a bad choice, actually" is an opinion I'm happy to let you have; that's your prerogative and I have no objection to it. But if you want to put that opinion out into the world, I suggest you do that not by coming on my post, but by using this button:

Thank you and have a good rest of your day.

okay abba money money is a STRONG opening gambit

[brofightiscancelled]

okay ill bite why do u hate kaoru sakuraba sidem aside from the fact that they went from hokuto as a main blue to downgrade to kaoru. to make it less awkward that I’m asking abt sidem on ur osomatsu side blog, what sidem idols would u assign to each matsu ?

i think sideM should collab w osomatsu-san and put them all in Beit so they can all get JOBS!!!!!!

anyways i hate kaoru from idolmaster sideM. i need all my osomatsu-san side blog followers to know that i hate this man. "i need a lot of money fast to pursue an extremely niche medical research track, which is why i quit my stable and high paying job as a surgeon to become an idol while having no soft skills, physical strength or stamina, or interest in getting along with people" are you Stupid??

he's not even using his idol clout to spread awareness of the rare disease he's trying to cure (like SEM does) so it can secure funding, he sees it 100% as a job and refuses to have fun, he is actively unpleasant and uncooperative in every interaction with his coworkers because he's trying to "rise to the top". it seems like the only thing he has going for him are his looks and that he kind of liked to sing when he was a kid. why not become a model at that point when you have the personality of a wet tree trunk. or better yet why not STAY A FUCKING DOCTOR!!!!!

also, i don't like meganes, so write that down.

[rubenesque-as-fuck]

Running into a dating dilemma issue I have not encountered in quite some time. Starting talking to two different people on an app at around the same time, went on a date with one of them last Saturday. It went surprisingly well, even fooled around a little for the first time in a long while. We have a second date at an arcade planned for this Sunday.

Other person was a little slower on the draw (not as timely with responses) and has offered to meet up this Friday. They seem nice enough, but now I'm kind of focused on the first person- but obviously that connection is also still in the exploratory stages and there are no guarantees that anything else will happen with them. I'm not great at dividing my attention when I'm interested in someone but I also don't want to count any chickens before they hatch (the chickens in this case being a meaningful or at least ongoing sexual relationship 🐣)

So the dilemma is: do I still go on the date with person #2? The way I see it I have three options- agree to the date and see where it goes, decline the date, or put it off until next week and see how I feel after the second date with the guy that I already met. I feel like I should make a choice soon but I truly don't know which one 😬