#you guys heard of greek tragedy

[cynthiav06]

Ok, so I am HOWLING with laughter.

So, have you heard? People are comparing Percy and Annabeth to................Odysseus and Penelope.

When I heard this, you don't know how funny it was to me. I almost choked on my spit. LMAOOOOOOOOOOO

Penelope would NEVER hit or insult Odysseus. She doesn't play mind games with him and they communicate properly.

Odysseus and Penelope are not toxic. Percabeth is.

Also, Rick Riordan is LEAGUES worse than Homer. Like, the guy cannot even compare to the ACTUAL GREEK POET.

And people are actually comparing the two.

Percy Jackson IS good at times, but it will NEVER compare to Homer's compositions. Literally never.

TBH that's just my personal opinion.

Also, Homer actually composed many of the Greek epics that we still read today.

I get why people would want to compare them, but there is no comparison, really. It's so fucking funny to me.

Anyway, what are your thoughts on Percabeth compared to Odysseus and Penelope?

That comparison alone has ruined the New Year for me. It's an insult to the Odyssey. Hell, it's an insult to the recently released Ithaca Saga of Epic the Musical.

But seriously, are these things actually being said? Cause that puts Percabeth stans from delusional category to brain dead.

Homer's Iliad and The Odyssey are one of history's most reputed myths of all time. And the primary source of Greek mythology for many people. I am certain Rick himself referred Homer's works for ideas and references. Even Riordan himself would be ashamed to compare his writing to Homer, in even the slightest manner.

Now to Odysseus and Penelope; the greatest couple of all time, truly and undeniably. The orignal eternal love. Even Hera, the goddess of marriage and family, considers Odysseus and Penelope's marriage bed sacred. Which Odysseus carved out of a living tree as a symbol of their undying love and so that it could never be moved.

Odysseus crawled through hell to get to Penelope and Telemachus. He survived and won the 10 year long Trojan war, defeated/ tricked a Cyclops, countless mythical monsters, Circe, Calypso, and even Zeus himself and at last Poseidon. That alone is beyond comprehension. Because Odysseus isn't a demigod or any specially blessed being. No, he is just an ordinary mortal, a genius mortal, one trained by the wisdom goddess but an ordinary mortal all the same. Yes, he is one of a kind genius, but these are literally eldritch creatures compared to him.

Let me put it this way, Odysseus is the OG Batman. He is who all smart fictional human characters aspire to be.

The Odyssey is literally about the all transcending power of human will. Of Odysseus's sheer fucking will to get back home, to his wife and son. That's it. A common desire of a common man, yet so miraculously burning and indomitable in Odysseus's mind that it alone outshines his extraordinary genius.

He quite literally died on his way there. Had to hitch a ride through the Underworld and then some.

Then he had to sacrifice his ENTIRE CREW, HIS FRIENDS, HIS COMRADES to get back to Ithaca. Mind you, Odysseus had the record of getting every single one of his 600 men alive out of Trojan War. The only one to have done so. And he had to lose some to the tragedies and then WILLINGLY SACRIFICE others to get back to Penelope.

I don't think there are words enough to encapsulate Odysseus's dedication.

Now Penelope. The thing is, she is just as bloody impressive. The Queen of Ithaca and a Spartan Princess, she is also one of a kind. Throughout Odysseus's departure and the suitors' invasion , not five, not ten, 108 SUITORS, Penelope held her own, keeping the castle, her son Telemachus and herself secure. All the while, raising Telemachus and running the kingdom on her own as well.

She tricked the suitors into an eternally futile game of trying to lift Odysseus's bow and shoot with it. Tricked them by telling them she was weaving Odysseus's shroud, which, when finished, would signify that she is picking a new husband. Each day, she would weave for all suitors to see, and each night, she would unravel the shroud. All in an attempt to stall. Among the many other ways, she did so. Including STEADFASTLY DENYING EACH AND EVERY SUITOR CONSTANTLY FOR YEARS AS THEY ASKED FOR HER HAND, NEVER ONCE LOSING HOPE OR FAITH IN ODYSSEUS.

When Odysseus returns, disguised as a beggar, she not only immediately recognizes him but subtly helps him in killing the suitors, which then Odysseus and Telemachus proceed to do.

All 108 suitors dead in a night. Add that to 600 men under Odysseus's command. 708 lives murdered and then some all for Odysseus and Penelope to reunite.

And this is me abridging the whole thing. Imagine the struggle, the suffering, the mental and physical trauma. 20 years straight. You can't fathom it.

I don't think I have words enough to state how repulsively disrespectfully wretched this comparison is. I would use an analogy, but it's so horrendous that I don't think there's one that suffices.

I literally have more than half the posts dedicated to dismantling the delusion of percabeth being a perfect ship, so I won't preach to the choir, but I mean Annabeth's fatal flaw is Hubris and Percy's is Personal Loyalty. Go figure.

If that isn't enough, Percy jumped in Tartarus for Annabeth. She fell, but Percy jumped, among the many other ways he has saved her from countless deaths. And Annabeth offers him what in return? It would have been alright if she gave him nothing in return, but somehow, the situation is EVEN WORSE.

Physical and mental demeaning. Toxic and controlling attitude and of course BLAMING HIM FOR GETTING KIDNAPPED AND HAVING HIS MEMORY WIPED BY A GODDESS. WOW, THAT SOUNDS SO SIMILAR TO PENELOPE AND ODYSSEUS.

Not to mention, Penelope accepted her husband, as he was. Even after being so completely changed by his tragic journey that he was quite literally NO LONGER HIMSELF.

And Percy when had to CHOKE AKHYLS WHO WAS DEFINITELY GOING TO KILL HIM AND ANNABETH, WAS KILLING HIM AND ANNABETH, OUT OF SELF DEFENSE AND SHE BLAMES HIM AND FORCES HIM TO PROMISE NOT TO USE HIS POWERS TO DEFEND HIMSELF???

WHAT THE FUCK??? And sure it would have been ignorable had it not had any long term effects. BUT NO PERCY ALMOST KILLS HIMSELF OUT OF KEEPING HIS PROMISE TO ANNABETH.

Call them whatever the hell you want but DON'T EVER COMPARE THEIR RELATIONSHIP TO ODYSSEUS AND PENELOPE.

PERCY DESERVES INFINITELY BETTER THAN ANNABETH. Enough said, really.

[theemporium]

would you be willing to write for hockey player!james and he’s superrr cocky and always loves to make reader blush and flustered cause readers usually super confident, calm and collected?

HOCKEY JAMES IS JUST SO🫠 thank you for requesting!🫶🏽

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When you had seen the position of a social media manager for the university’s hockey team, you didn’t think anything of it other than it would be good money and easy hours to work around your classes. 

However, what you failed to account for was the players on said team. 

You knew the stigma around hockey players, and some of them fit the stereotype perfectly. But a large majority of them were decent guys who were usually quite happy to work with you and make your job a little bit easier each day you were at the rink. 

You bantered with them, you laughed with them. Hell, you might’ve even gone as far to say some of them felt more like friends than acquaintances.

But there was one player in particular that seemed to completely throw you off. 

And that was none other than the captain himself, James Potter. 

“There’s my favourite girl.” 

Your cheeks flushed, your hands gripping the camera in your hand. You contemplated ignoring him, pretending that you hadn’t heard him as you continued to mess around with the settings on your camera. But then you felt a warmth against your back and the smell of his cologne overwhelmed your senses—and you realised it was a pretty stupid thought for even thinking you could ignore him.

“Hi, James,” you murmured half-heartedly as you turned your head to look at him.

His grin widened. “Hi, princess.” 

James Potter was huge. He was huge in the physical sense with his broad shoulders and thick arms and meaty thighs. He was huge in the popular sense with half the campus wrapped around his finger like he is some modern day Greek God worshipped and adored. He was huge in the egotistical sense that had him acting as though he was the best thing that ever walked the Earth. 

And he was a huge pain in your ass that knew how to get under your skin.

“Whatcha doing?” He asked as he leaned over, his chin perched on your shoulder as he watched you flick through the pictures you took from yesterday’s practice. 

“My job,” you stated simply.

“Don’t give me that,” he murmured as he lightly nudged you. “I saw you laughing with Pads earlier. How come I don’t get the same treatment?”

“Because Sirius doesn’t bother me while I’m trying to work,” you replied.

Any other man would have taken the hint and walked away. However, James Potter was far from being any other man.

“You love it when I come over here, don’t lie,” James grinned as he threw an arm over your shoulder. Before you could even realise what he was doing, he was pulling you back against him as his fingers lightly nudged your head to turn and look at him. “C’mon, pretty girl, give me one of those smiles that make my heart all funny.”

You tried to ignore the way your body hummed at his words. “You should go get ready for practice.”

“And leave you here all alone?” James scoffed, a few curls falling in front of his eyes. You resisted the urge to push them away. “That would be a tragedy, princess, someone else could come and swoop you off your feet.” 

You rolled your eyes and hoped your face didn’t look as warm as the rest of you felt. 

“You’re so cute when you get all shy on me,” James murmured as his fingers lightly traced over your cheekbone. “Don’t get me wrong, I love it when you’re feisty. But this is cute, princess. Makes me wanna see how else I can make you blush.”

“James,” you hissed. 

The boy only grinned widely as he stepped back. “Take some hot pictures of me out there, yeah?”

Your lips parted. “I–”

“My ass looks great today, princess! Remember to get my good side!” James added with a wink before he scattered off to the changing rooms, leaving you flustered and blushing and fighting the urge to follow him.

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[theodysseyofhomer]

as the credits were rolling for the return, my brother turned to me in the theater and was like i heard you gasp 'oh no' when they showed the dog

me: YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. in the poem he doesn't even pet the dog before he dies! argos recognizes him, but he won't go to him because it would give him away!

guy in the seat behind us, leaning forward: it shows that you can never really come back from war and get what you had before even if it's right there!

me: that's so true it's so true 😭

guy: it's a greek tragedy!

me: it's my favorite book!

guy: mine too! well my favorite is the iliad

me: iliad's also great

my brother: ...

[the-nosy-neighbor]

The back of your head is ridiculous. (reaally old meme)

A mutual had an interesting idea that I wanted to write a little about. They mentioned that this is our first time seeing the back of Sally’s head.

This is the first time we’ve seen the back of her head, and to have given it to us twice? Strange. Have we seen the backs of other people’s heads? The characters seem to do “cheating out” like they do on stage (where you unnaturally face the audience and never turn your back on them). I couldn’t find any examples of other characters facing backwards, with the exception of Howdy in “Commercials,” which was more of a side profile. I’m going to say that it is the first time we’ve seen the back of anyone’s head (unless you guys have found an example that I missed.)

It's interesting, though, because why give us the back of her head now? This book has a lot of head on views with flat windows, so that could be the case, but there are some very specific arrangements that don’t seem to make much sense:

For example, here we have two instances of that same head on flat window look. The window in the background shows the neighbors as shadowy figures for the first time, and it is somewhat unsettling. And on the next page, rather than give us the backs of the heads again we only get arms. I would guess this has something to do with this code that is in the bricks. Or at least, I think it is a code, I am still stumped. With examples of so many head on shots in the book and omission of heads, it is strange.

This is kind of a side quest: This image of Sally is highly suspicious to me. Not only is it oddly faced forward and close, the distress on her face seems out of character for the experience it is in relation to. Poppy may be scared, but she doesn’t know that for a fact, and Poppy has given no indications of distress. In fact, as the viewer with further information, we know that Poppy is rather more pleased to not have to do another play.

Once again, my connection to the theatre colors my interpretation of Sally. This image here is very classically Greek chorus style mask (among other styles of mask). Edit: this may be Clown and co pointing out to us that this is a mask.

These are traditional style (ancient) greek comedy/tragedy masks. They wouldn’t have been fused like this obviously, but I chose this represetation of them because of the shapes of the eyes and mouth.

This is a mosaic representation of the masks. I feel like I may have written about this at some point, but some brief info:

The Greeks used masks in theatrical productions for many reasons, but a lot of it was practical. They had large, outdoor theatres, which made it difficult for the actors to emote and speak in a way that they could be heard and understood. The masks are large than the face, and stylized into a look that is easily recognizable for the audience. In the mosaic image, you can see she has wide eyes and an open mouth, which would have been an expression of shock that would have been easily identified by the audience. This is a stand in for tragedy, as the other mask is obviously comedy. Not only are they different facial expressions, but they are different styles. Both the top left and bottom right figures are intended to represent comedy, particularly the character Bacchus, most likely. Bacchus was a jovial, party god, and the god of theatre. In addition, these masks had amplification devices built into the mouths, which allowed for more easily being heard.

As stated, they helped audiences interpret the mood and tone of the piece. It was a common practice in theatre of the time to provide cues for the audience to respond to. The chorus, a group of actors who would come on and off stage, not only provided information about action off the stage (usually considered to be inappropriate to be represented on stage) but also provided instruction as to what the audience should be feeling at this point. According to Aristotle, a contemporary, theatre’s use to society was to provide a purging of emotion through experiencing the emotions presented by the show, which led to a feeling of catharsis (purged, resolved emotion.)

As you can see in the upper right mask, Sally is very obviously styled on a traditional tragedy mask. The eyebrows and the mouth are both dead ringers. I wouldn’t be surprised if Clown or another of the artists have theatrical roots, as many references as I find around.

Back to the back of Sally’s head:

Also, Poppy is dramatic as heck in this.

As you can see here, most of the action takes place through different sides of the window. It is showing us how they could have done it without showing us the back of a head.

This page is very striking, and it features each character’s color in the background of their window. I particularly like Frank and Julie’s window fading from her color to his. Is there another meaning to these windows? Also, I noticed Barnaby is eating at least twice in this book.

But back to the original point, none of these arrangements would require that Sally’s head be turned away from the audience, and in-universe awareness of the audience aside (because I don’t think Sally acknowledges us during this video) a theatre professional would never turn their back on the audience (without specific instruction or reasoning). I think this means that the creators wanted us to see the back of her head. This is for sure our first glimpse of it.

The back of her head was likely hidden from us before. When Q tests Wally’s interference on the original website, they give the instruction, “Reverse this image of Sally.” We really puzzled on that one before Wally answers it, thinking that we must be missing something. It wasn’t super clear if the instruction was to us or someone else. So there was a lot of theorizing on how that would go:

But I know I was certainly not ready to see the image flipped in a way that provides us an entirely new perspective:

Not only did Wally come through, he labeled the image “I did not understand you. Does this help you?" To be fair, we didn’t really understand it either, as most of us were flipping the image of the front side, since there is no back side available. I never really thought that this outcome made sense. If you were going to reverse the image, it would either be horizontal, vertical, or to the back of Sally’s figure. Keeping Sally hidden behind a curtain doesn’t really make sense. So my thinking is that Wally is hiding the back of Sally. edit: this could also mean that W is not only testing Wally, but is trying to out something specific about the back of Sally's form that Wally hides by giving us the curtain.

Now, why would he do that? I’m not sure why he is hiding her from us, as we can’t see what is in front of that curtain. However, based on clues from this and prior updates, I have guessed that there is a duality to Sally.

Let me come at it from a particular angle.

[mikuni14]

High School Frenemy

Like any normal girl, I've always liked a good high school series with strong homoerotic undertones, like Gokusen, Crows Zero, School 2013 😊 I'm an orthodox fan of the School 2013 series and at first I didn't want to watch HSF based on it, because I didn't think they could pull it off (I rate S2013 10/10 and it's one of the best series I've ever seen). For some time now I've been waiting for the series to end to either binge it or skip it, reading reviews in the meantime (ngl, thanks to that trick I saved myself time and sanity by not watching many bad series). I've heard only good things about HSF, I've seen kawaii little videos with MLs so I decided to give it a chance and watched the whole thing right before the finale. So. It wasn't a waste of time, actually it was GREAT 😄 HSF is similar to School 2013 but fortunately it's different enough that you can enjoy both without the joy-depriving comparison. The difference is that S2013 has less fights and more seriousness, while HFS has definitely more scenes with MLs and their relationship. S2013 also has more sub-plots and more characters involved in the plot, whereas in HSF the show is mainly carried by 2 strong characters, and the subplots come more in the second half of the show.

*deep sigh* It was like watching Word of Honor: you know you're technically watching a non-romance, non-BL, but you know, your brain knows and your heart knows thay you're watching a romance and a BL. It can fry your brain if you're not careful 😆

Saint and Shin, have no, I repeat no resistance, no qualms to make the most sappy and sentimental confessions, to sugarcoating their whole conversations with each other in the most tender, romantic way, they would outdo any, even the most romantic couple in the world with their behavior. I absolutely love this lack of shame and embarrassment. Just when I thought they couldn't get any more romantic, they made up and entered the honeymoon era and I died. Honey dripped off my screen, it was so sweet and mushy 🥰 I suppose, their unique charm is also due to the fact that in many moments when Saint was being particularly sappy and Shin being particularly shy, I was 100% convinced that it wasn't SaintShin but SkyNani 😆

HSF has an incredible amount of just kiss already dammit! moments, not to mention scenes that just beg for angry sex or make-up sex.

I don't know how anyone can pretend that WoH, The Untamed, S2013 or HSF or Steve Rogers and Bucky are not BL lmao. Friends don't act like that and don't say things like that to each other, in that way. Just think how anyone from the outside could walk into any of the aforementioned couples, their relationships, I mean... the logistics? 😂 Like, every single one of the guys in the above couples is really obsessed with their "friend", I mean ✨obsessed✨. Plus, no one knows them like their "roommate", the best and the worst, they have a history together, both good and tragic. You can't beat that! They are glued, ingrained to each other too deeply for there to be room for anyone else!

I love how Saint and Shin are so obviously crazy about each other, how perfect they are together, how comfortable they are together, how they sleep in the same bed together, even though they sleep on the floor in other houses, how their parents are fully aware of their incredible relationship, how they lived like zombies for 3 years without each other.

Their tragic story is one of the best I've seen, it's on the level of a Greek or Shakespearean tragedy. An exceptionally strong relationship on the level of soul mates, an exceptionally strong love. A tragic misunderstanding, an accident caused by one of them, unintentional, but laced with fear and resentment of one, which only adds to the already existing colossal sense of guilt. I absolutely love that in both versions, there is a whole range of emotions between the MLs, and they go through each one in turn. It's an emotional buffet in a fancy restaurant, it's got everything and in high quality: fear, longing, resentment, anger, guilt, wanting to forgive, needing to be forgiven, anguish, trust, losing trust, rebuilding trust, love. It all makes their relationship so incredibly compelling and satisfying.

I love how Saint was determined to atone for the wrongs he had done. How he was willing to do anything, how he accepted Shin's anger and resentment, his verbal and physical attacks. Saint not only apologized multiple times, but also worked off his sins. He worked to earn back Shin's and his mother's trust, even when they wore him out for it. That's why this relationship feels so satisfying, to be worked for by them, Saint really tried and nothing Shin said or did discouraged him. I really like that none of this was easy, that Shin's anger, resentment, and pain were noticed by the plot and by Saint.

I really like the fact that both of them are very strong, yet sensitive and emotional (95% of it was when it was about the other one 😅), that they are each other's strength, but also weakness. That together they are unstoppable. That THEY ARE BOTH EQUAL, both have the same power over each other. Both are presented in the plot as a power couple, as leaders of their groups. Saint is strong mentally, he's also physically stronger than Shin, but he doesn't flaunt his strength, he doesn't have to prove anything. I noticed that despite the fact that he is technically stronger than Shin, he gives the last blow, finishing the main villain, to him. On the other hand, Shin sacrifices himself twice and instinctively covers Saint in danger with his own body. Shin is more shy in their relationship (I feel like Nani was showing through in these scenes lol), he is the one who moderates Saint's crazy antics. Both are very handsome in different ways, Saint is like a bull with his stocky build, he is also the ideal himbo: kind, strong, muscular, mentally a puppy and dumb about his beloved 👌 He has absolutely no shame in showing off his feelings for Shin and gushing how awesome Shin is, which is 100% perfect boyfriend behavior. Shin with his face of a tortured poet with dark circles under his eyes that would have decimated the girls and me at my high school during our grunge years, with his bedroom eyes and the begging-for-kiss mole on his neck, was very seductive 😏

Tl;dr excellent series, excellent couple. Highly recommended.

[cloudlessly-light]

Hello! I love your fic where Aaron is obsessed with Ems breasts. Maybe you could write more but also Em has nipple piercing??? And Aarons obsession with it? Thank you 🫶

A/N: Thank you so much for the feedback on this story, you guys don't even know how motivating it is and it definitely made me write the next couple of chapters a lot faster!

Title: Love like mine (2/11) Chapter title: I’ll leave you hypnotized Summary: He wasn’t a cheater. Until her. Word count: 3,2k Rating: Explicit   Warnings (for this chapter): Smut, dirty talk, nipple play, nipple piercings, breast fucking, Aaron loves her breasts, but who wouldn’t? cheating

It seemed like once they started, they couldn’t seem to stop. She had walked into work the following day and they lasted until the end of it before she sneaked into his office and sucked him off as he stood against the door, hiding from view as her lips wrapped around him until he was spilling down her throat with his teeth dug into his fist to keep from being heard.

And that’s the beginning of their affair, something that’s filthy, hidden behind closed doors. It was something that was theirs, that no one else knew about and they were both happy to keep it that way. Emily thought that she’d feel worse, thought she’d have some kind of regret about what she was doing. But at the end of the day she wasn’t the one who was married. Although she could see it on him sometimes, flashes of it, a split second of worry, of guilt, but then he was looking at her with nothing short of want and the guilt was gone as quickly as it came.

Behind the locked door of her apartment, nothing really existed but them, and the pleasure they chased in each other’s skin. That’s all it was, an itch that needed scratching, that still hadn’t changed. Aaron used her just like she used him, pleasures and desires shared between her soft sheets, and sometimes on other surfaces of her apartment.

He was sure he’d never be able to be inside her home without thinking about her naked. He’d be in the kitchen and remember when he bent her over the counter, both of them mostly dressed as he fucked her until the front of her thighs was bruised from the power of his thrusts and he was coming with a low groan. Or he’d walk down the stairs and think about how she hadn’t been able to wait and rode him right there on the stairs, ignoring the way the hard edges dug into his back as she mewled his name in pleasure. Then it was the couch, the shower, hell even against the large window in the living room looking out over DC, basically every surface of her home was painted with them. And he found himself loving it.

It was memories he thought of almost fondly, even as he shared a bed with his wife. Sometimes he wondered what he was doing, would look at Haley’s relaxed face as she slept beside him and it hurt knowing that he was doing something that was hurting her. But he couldn’t seem to stop, whatever it was he had found within the walls of Emily’s apartment was something he didn’t want to give up. And he was selfish enough not to.

“Do you have plans tonight?” He asks as he leans back against the counter in the kitchenette in the office. To a bystander it looked like a normal relationship between coworkers, but Emily caught the slight arch of his eyebrow right before he took a sip of his coffee and she bit back a smirk.

“No I don’t.” She took a drink out of her own mug. “What about you? Got anything fun planned with the family this weekend?” The way her eyes gleam with something dark makes him want to wrap his hand around her throat.

“No, Haley is taking Jack to visit her parents until Sunday, they should be on their way right now actually.” He can see the way her smirk turns bigger but she hides it behind the cup in her hand.

“Would you want to go with me to see a play?” Spencer interrupts them, his voice excited as he pours himself a cup of coffee. “They’re showing Oedipus Rex. It’s a Greek tragedy about a man who fulfills a prophecy by killing his father and marries his mother. It’s actually fascinating, the point of it being fate versus free will-” He starts to ramble but is quickly cut off by Emily’s amused stare as Aaron clears his throat.

“I was actually going to take it easy, maybe see an old friend.” He gives the younger man a blank stare.

“Oh, well if you change your mind it’s only about two hours.” Spencer looks to Emily who simply shakes her head.

“I’m sorry Reid, maybe another time.” She smiles at him and tries not to feel bad about lying to him. Their relationship was still strained, his behavior toward her shifting often even after she had confronted him about it.

“It’s okay.” He shrugs and picks up his mug from the counter where he had put it. “I should finish some paperwork though.” He excuses himself and heads back towards his desk.

Once he’s gone and they’re alone, her eyes find his and any thought of Spencer Reid was gone.

“Want to have a sleepover with me, Mr. Hotchner?” She grins at the way his eyes narrow slightly at her.

“A sleepover huh?” The way his voice has dropped in that familiar way sends a tingle down her spine.

“A naked sleepover.” She says it quietly, just a second of standing too close to whisper the words against his ear before she stands back and walks back to her desk.

When she turns to look at him she can see the subtle nod of agreement. Suddenly she couldn’t wait for their weekend to start.

*

He shows up late, later than necessary, stuck somewhere between rushing through work to get to her place and knowing that this was new, even dangerous. Their time together had so far consisted of quick trysts and goodbyes mumbled in the dead of night. They didn’t do this, didn’t spend time together, except the few minutes before and after inevitably falling into bed.

But he couldn’t deny the need he felt for her, the way his body almost shook with the all-consuming want that only got worse the closer he was to knocking on her door.

She opens it dressed in nothing but a black, sheer negligee and he peaks the small metal bars in her nipples that he loves so much shine under the lights. Ever since they started sleeping together he had loved them, had spent time playing with them and watching as Emily arched further into his touch, always wanting more.

It had been close to two weeks since he’d seen them, work and not having an excuse to sneak off to see her to Haley enough for them to not having had time together. And when they did, it was hurried, frenzied, flies zipped down and pants pulled down just enough for them to find the kind of release they’d gotten used to by now.

“Hey.” She greets him, always collected, always hard to read, still somehow a mystery to him.

“Sorry I’m late.” Any doubt he had was gone the second he laid eyes on her, the usual fog of arousal he now associated with her quickly overcoming him. He pushed her back into her apartment, hands stroking over the material of her slip.

“I was beginning to think you had changed your mind.” She sighs into a kiss, the taste of him familiar to her by now. They stumble backwards as she starts to work on the buttons of his shirt, silently curses him for not wearing something that’s easier to get off.

“I almost did.” He swallows up whatever words on her tongue by kissing her again while he strips her of the only article of clothing she’s wearing. Her back connects with the wall and he pushes her against it easily, hand quickly finding its way between her legs.

“Why?” She whispers as he teasingly trails the pad of his fingers along the seam of her, collecting her slick on every run through.

“Because of this.” He holds his other hand up, the gold ring on his finger shining as he pushes that same finger into her mouth and watches with dark eyes as she sucks it. He watches in fascination as she sucks his finger deeper, down to his wedding band where her tongue licks over it, making his hard cock ache inside his slacks.

“Like that’s stopped you before.” She says once he’s pulled his finger from her lips to gently trace her nipple.

“I tried, but you have a knack for getting what you want.” He pulls gently on her nipple and then tugs the piercing while he buries two fingers inside of her and her head falls back against the wall with a soft moan. “Besides, you like it. We both know that one of the reasons why you want me is because I’m married.”

“That’s not true.” She argues but she knew that there really wasn’t any point. He could read her better than most, had figured that out even before their first night together and he proves it as he arches an eyebrow and looks at her with eyes that seems to set her ablaze.

“Isn’t it?” He asks as his fingers curl and she can’t keep the deep groan down. “There’s my girl.” He muses as he enjoys the way her center clenches at the praise. Then his eyes wander down to her chest and he ducks his head enough to lick over one of her nipples. When he bites it just hard enough for it to sting she whimpers and he hums against her skin.

“Bedroom.” She mutters as her fingers find their way to his hair to grip the short strands, wanting him messy, to not be as put together as he always was.

“Lead the way.” His voice is thick with arousal as he steps back enough for her to take his hand and head up to the bedroom. His other hand moves over her body, can’t seem to stop touching her. Once they’re upstairs he helps her with the rest of his clothes, not caring where they land on her floor just as long as he gets some relief from the close to painful ache between his legs.

“I’ve missed these.” He mumbles against her sternum as he kisses over her chest, fingers tweaking her nipples as she arches into his touch. “There’s something about these piercings that drives me insane.” He licks over a nipple before sucking on it and he feels her fingers back in his hair, tugging hard.

“I know.” She smirks down at him from where he’s kneeling between her legs, too focused on her chest to notice the slight teasing tone of voice. “I can see how you try to see them through my shirts at work. Sometimes I’m tempted to not wear a bra.”

He groans at the thought, of Emily walking into his office in one of those damn shirts that are just bordering on being too tight and the piercings showing through the fabric and he grinds his hips against the bed.

“I’d keep you under my desk, have my cock between your tits until I’m staining them with my cum.” He hears the hitch in her breath at his words before moving up to kiss her.

“Is that what you want?” She mumbles against his lips. “To have me as your toy? To use as you see fit?” When he ruts against her and stains her thigh with precum she grins knowingly. “Dirty boy.”

He’s so lost in the feel of her soft body against his and her silky voice in his ear that he’s caught off guard when she flips them around, a low groan rumbling in his chest when she settles above him. Immediately he sits up, his large hands grabbing at her hips to pull her against him as he buries his face in her chest again, sucking and biting hard enough to leave bruises on her skin.

Emily lets him, even when her nipples start to ache from the constant stimulation from his lips and tongue, knows that he could spend hours just concentrating on her breasts if she’d allow it. Secretly, she loves how much he enjoyed her body, felt a sense of satisfaction knowing that he would worship her for hours if he could. When she sinks down on him it’s slow, her body always needing to adjust to him and as he grunts around her nipple, she grinds her hips against his.

“How do you always feel so good?” She gasps as she starts to move. Her fingers are gripping his shoulders tightly, less careful now that she knows that he’s not going straight home. He had left numerous marks on her body since they started sleeping together, it was only fair that she’d leave hers just this once.

She rides him unlike how anybody ever had, she used his body for her own pleasure and as much as Aaron loved to be the one in control, there was something about knowing how much she got off on him letting her use him this way that always made his mind hazy with arousal. He knew that his insistent mouth on her chest must be starting to hurt, her skin red, almost raw and flushed, but she only pushed her chest against his face, offering her body to him willingly and his hips pushed up in response.

His hand banded over her back, helped her move above him even as he kept her close to him. It wasn’t long until her body was starting to tense, her moans coming out louder and breathier. When her hips buckled and her fingers tugged on his hair to pull him away from her chest, he knew she was getting close.

“You look so good like this.” He mumbled quietly, knew that she needed the slight nudge of his words to fall off the edge. “Gorgeous thing, fucking my cock so well.”

“Aaron, fuck-” Her words were cut off by a sharp thrust from him and she heard the satisfaction in his voice when he spoke.

“That’s it, so pretty like this, come for me Em, let me see you.” He moved one hand from her hip to instead grab the back of her neck, his large hand easily gripping it so he could watch her face. Only moments later he felt her tense as her eyes rolled back and mouth fell open in pleasure.

Her entire body felt like it exploded as her hips moved desperately against his, a guttural groan leaving her as she came. The pleasure was close to blinding, her eyesight going blurry and the only sound she heard was the thumping of her heart. She’s still coming down when he flips them back around and starts thrusting, his hips strong against hers.

“Fucking perfect.” He mutters against her neck as he chases his own release. “So good, my filthy perfect girl.” When her lips curled into a smile he looked down at her with heated eyes.

“Fuck my tits.” She gasped and she swore he forces himself keep his release at bay. “Fuck my tits and cum like you fantasize about.”

The sound that leaves him when he crawls up her body to straddle her waist was nothing short of a growl. Graveled and low and loud as he watched his swollen shaft land between her breasts. She pushed them together and he immediately started to thrust, eyes locked on the way his head peaked out through the top each time.

“Pain my skin with it.” She encouraged him, her dark eyes locked on the wild look on his face. His jaw clenched, sweat was slowly rolling down his neck, his body tensing more with every push of his hips. “Come for me, Aaron.”

“Jesus Christ, Em.” He hissed through clenched teeth and then she ducked her head enough to swipe her tongue over the tip of him and he was coming. His fist hit the wall as he groaned, his hips twitching as his release hit her skin everywhere from between her breasts to the hollow of her throat and her chin. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from the sight and when Emily swiped her finger through some of his cum and then licked the pad of her finger, he knew she might be the death of him.

He forcefully pulled her up to kiss him, tasting himself on her tongue with a growl and she kissed him back just as forcefully. When he pulled back her dark eyes were gleaming, his reaction to her always deeply satisfying.

“I’m going to eat you out until I’ve had my fill, and then I’m fucking you again.” He whispered against her face before moving down the bed.

She smiles and spreads her legs wider, because in what world would she say no to that?

They spend the night together, for the first time a whole night, lost in pleasure and each other and the next morning Emily wakes up to the smell of coffee coming from her kitchen. Her body aches in the most delicious way as she stretches on the bed. She grabs his shirt from the floor and puts it on, only buttoning one button in the middle of her chest before walking downstairs.

She finds him in the kitchen, pouring the coffee as eggs are cooking in a frying pan.

“Good morning.” Her voice is rough from moaning and sleep and she can tell that Aaron enjoys the way it sounds.

“Good morning.” He smiles and pushes the mug across the counter for her to take. “Did you sleep well?” His eyes rake over her frame and tries to ignore the way he finds himself liking how she looks in his clothes.  

“Like a log.” She takes a sip of her coffee. “How long have you been up?” She peaks past him to see groceries she knew she most certainly didn’t have the night before on the counter.

“Not too long. I did get us some food through, you know since your fridge was empty except for wine and milk.” He teases and she arches an eyebrow in faux hurt.

“I’m sure I had something in the freezer!”

“You did not.” He laughs when she rolls her eyes at him. It was surprisingly easy, being with her this way, he thought.

“I’ll have you know you’ve just robbed my kitchen of its virginity.” It’s her turn to laugh when his eyes get big in surprise.

“Are you telling me that you’ve never cooked in here?” He puts the fried eggs on the plates along with the toast and some berries.

“I’m never home! And when I am I usually get takeout.” She defends but he only shakes his head at her. “I’ll have you know, wine, coffee and milk are all the essentials I need.”

“Emily!” He chastises, but his tone is teasing and soft as he carries the plates to the table. “I’m cooking dinner, you’re doing the dishes.” He smiles when she nods and sits down next to him happily.

It shouldn’t have been so easy, deciding to spend the day together. But neither of them wanted to worry about that. At least not now.

[aquarium-ina-bag]

Where Danger Finds Me, it Follows with Tides - 3

No trace ch3

Words: 1.2k

Relationships: Wednesday x Reader

Warnings: threats, weapons mentioned

Note: Is anyone else's comments thing glitched? talking about how I can't comment on things. Anyways thank you for the likes :)

The typewriter clicking was inconsistent, Wednesday was usually able to pour out her thinking throughout the whole hour or more, but this was an off pattern, she constantly took pauses, ripping up pages she didn’t like, and the flow was all wrong. Enid caught on, obviously worried.

"Are you okay? Your typing is off balance, and it’s ticking me off." 

"I’m fine." Frustration filled the goth’s tone.

The blonde scoffed. "Clearly not; you sound like you’re about to chuck a knife into someone." 

"I just might."

"Come on Nes, talk to me!"

"Why should I?"

"Oh my gosh, I’ve never seen you this stubborn about something." Enid picked up Thing as well as herself to walk to the grumpy sack in a chair. 

"Do you happen to know what Mr. Kovacs assigned today in class?" The raven asked

"The anatomy teacher? I don’t have him remember; wait a minute!" Enid started to get giddy. "You don’t know the assignment because you were having a little staring contest with your rival fencer! Ajax and Kent told me, "You guys couldn’t stop looking at each other!" She started to laugh.

Wednesday going to make those two into a belt and a village meal.

"She’s nothing but a distraction. Of course Fish sauce, and that Greek tragedy wouldn’t be paying attention." 

"Plus, you know, Mr. Kovács doesn’t give periods the same work, you’re going to have to ask someone that was in your period. Or," the wolf’s smile bared her fangs. "You can ask your rival in staring contests and fencing."

That was the last thing she wanted to do, but she understood that might be the route she needed to take. "Enid, question. Do you know anything more about this little pesky insect?"

"Uhm, kinda! She’s usually at the school gym, but the furs gym, which is pretty impressive because we have heavier equipment, you remember Eugene’s theory, it’s a possibility it could be true because she has this huge tattoo on her back, the wolves said it was a big scorpion with the Roman numeral X, no idea what that means, but it looks pretty cool." Enid blabbered 

Wednesday nodded. "Do you know where they’re from?"

"Actually, last year when I looked them up, nothing popped up, not a social media account, not even family accounts that match up, but what’s funny, that rich female billionaire has the same last name as them, they look nothing alike though, so I doubt they're related. What’s her name again? Something with an I? Anyway, nothing with the place of birth, not a birthday, zero, nada." Enid continued to annotate. 

"How formidable. The rich billionaire is named Integra, my father envies her." 

"Anyways," Enid added emphasis to the s. "I’m going to hang out with Yoko, Divina, and Bianca. You should come with, get your mind off Y/n for once." 

"I’m alright; sadly, I need to find the creature. I desist from holding a zero in that horrid class."

"Well, you better hurry." The colorful girl turned to face the window, the crescent moon almost hovering in the middle of the world. "Almost curfew, If admin catches you you’re done for." 

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Wednesday roamed around the school, heading for the gym, hoping to find you there, but no luck. The next best thing was to find your dorm room. She found herself at the door of her beloved principal, opening the double doors like she owned the place. 

"Why Wednesday, what are you doing here at such an hour?" Weems looked up from her laptop. 

"Where’s Y/n L/n’s residence located?" The raven asked.

"I believe in the administration’s hall. Why do you ask?" 

"Work purposes, a project for anatomy."

"Oh, the one that Mr. Kovács assigned? That is partner work. I heard you and Y/n dueled in your fencing class; I’m pleased you didn’t take it to heart and are now befriending them."

Wednesday grimaced, "This isn’t befriending; we merely conversed. I don’t think I can have another conversation with anyone in that class again, they just know what we’re doing but just so happened to distract me. I presume it was a part of their plan to become mutuals." 

"You said similar things about Ms. Sinclair, look at you now, your eyes softening when she speaks." Weems smiled behind her coffee mug.

Wednesday rolled her eyes "I must be going now, thank you for the minute amount of help." And with that, Wednesday was off to your dorm room.

When she reached your door, there was a small whiteboard hanging on the door with the large words knock written on it. She complied with the request, hitting the door two times. 

She heard a somewhat muffled voice from behind the door: "Come in!" It sounds like you

The girl opened the door and was immediately bombarded with new scents, sounds, sights, and feelings. It was almost overwhelming. Her nose was filled with blue lotus, You smelled like that a lot; it was very euphoric. The aroma forcefully calmed her down. The low sound of some artists played on a record she’s never heard of and didn’t want to know the room looked pretty neat and looked overcluttered, but everything had a place that made it look clean—lots of knick-knacks. An abundance of vinyls; special ones were placed on a wall-mounted shelf; they were signed; plants; and tanks for animals, but none of them looked like they had any animals for it just built like the perfect environment; you clearly weren’t sharing a dorm with anyone (lucky you); you had a variety of electronics, from a TV to a handheld device which was the newest model of the brand; lots of jewelry, almost all gold; large diamonds, rubies, emeralds, and others. Who paid for this? This stuff really fits you; oh yeah, that's what she came here for—you.

You were standing near a tank; almost half of it was filled with sand, and the top had a small plant to create a sort of shade. There was a tunnel system in the sand—some sort of bug? You looked around for something in it until you turned to your visitor.

"Oh hey Wednesday, how can I help you on this lovely night?"

It would be lovely if she wasn’t here. "I want to accept your offer." She spoke up 

You flashed a smile "Oh really? "I'm surprised you came to me instead of the teacher."

How did you know that, Wednesday was still stuck in thought, and she looked you up and down. You wore a baggy tee just past your hips, and wrapped around said hips were black shorts stopping at your knees. She continued to look down at your legs. You had pretty strong legs, muscles were prominent even though you didn’t flex them at all. She kind of wanted to see what they looked like when flexed. What is she thinking? Your shins are almost covered by high socks. The goth met your eyes again. 

"I would have been scolded if he found out, but are you going to join me or not?"

You would join her in anything—death, life—what in the world are you thinking? "You don’t even know what the project is about." 

"Then what is it?"

"We have to pick a creature and gather its diet. Then give it to Mr. Kovy." You explained 

"Okay, that seems simple enough, but are you going to join me or not?" She repeated 

"Of course, madam." You grinned and jokingly bowed 

This was going to be a long week.

[ladymirdan]

Please explain Cato Sicarius

I've only heard recycled TTS memes but never anything actually about him

Omg, you have opened Pandora's box here! I'll make sure to keep it brief (editing me: I tried, ok :P ).

First of all, he is kind of a dick, but in an entertaining way.

He was first written during a time were 40k was a heavy mix of satire and power fantasy (yes, worse than now), and he bears a lot of that with him.

I heard a GW employee explain him more like a traditional ancient Greek hero than a modern superhero and he was in my opinion spot on. There is hybris and tragedy here we don't usually see in modern pulp sci-fi.

But a brief backstory:

He was born as a Duke(the highest title currently used in Ultramar, so he was basically a prince) on Talassar (a feudal ocean planet) and from the moment he was born, he was trained to be an Ultramarine. The guy had no childhood at all and turned out (absolutely not) fine because of this. Imagine Tiger parenting on steroids.

He does so insanely well after getting picked to become an Astartes. He has a meteoric rise to captaincy, first to fifth company and then within 4 years to second company. He just can't seem to lose. Until he does. He loses at Damnos so very badly and almost dies. It's a substantial political embarrassment to the Ultramarines, and boy, does this guy not handle it well.

And this is where I find him so endearing and relatable. As someone with ADHD who was a very gifted kid and an overachiever in their youth, I know all too well that the moment you hit a curveball, everyone that cheered you on is gone. That hits home for me. I have never had a character resonate with me like this before.

He does get his revenge in the end, but it isn't the glorious battles from before, and slowly by slowly, he is learning about humility and humanity, something that before was alien to him.

And now, at the end of the story, when he looks back at his legacy. Everything he has fought for, everything that has been lost, friends, family, in exchange for glory, he wonders if it's all been worth it.

It is, in my opinion, some of the best storytelling Black Library has ever done. And it kind of saddens me that it's all being pissed away and not taken seriously by the fans because of the "I am Cato Sicarius" high-pitched voice.

[discar]

HZD Terraforming Base-001 Text Communications Network

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FlameHairSavior: Well, the Sons of Prometheus are dealt with.

HIMBO: NO MORE NEW MACHINES FOR THE REBELS!

Zo: Oh, good.

BoyNextDoor: Finally.

β: i guess now the tenakth can go back to doing whatever

MARSHAL Kotallo: Unfortunately, not everything is resolved. Unless I am mistaken, the rebels still have their existing machines.

FlameHairSavior: Yeah. No way to turn them all off at once.

MARSHAL Kotallo: So while their defeat is now inevitable, it will take time. They may even become more dangerous in the short-term, as they attempt to make use of their fading advantage.

FlameHairSavior: That's what happened with the Eclipse. Don't underestimate anyone with their back against the wall.

BoyNextDoor: How did you find them? I thought you were having trouble with that.

HIMBO: I BEAT UP ONE OF THEIR GUYS AND GOT HIS FOCUS. THERE WAS A MESSAGE WITH THEIR BASE ON IT.

HIMBO: ALSO, THESE GUYS AREN'T USING THEIR FOCUSES RIGHT AT ALL.

FlameHairSavior: Yeah, I scanned a few, and they basically had nothing on them. It was weird.

β: might have been an attempt at security

β: delete everything after every mission or before every mission so nothing can be stolen

FlameHairSavior: Maybe? Anyway, we infiltrated the camp and destroyed it from the inside.

HIMBO: WE GOT LIKE FIVE STEPS BEFORE WE WERE FIGURED OUT.

FlameHairSavior: That still counts.

FlameHairSavior: The boss was one of Dervahl's lieutenants. So, once again, this is all stemming from the Red Raids.

MARSHAL Kotallo: Of course.

BoyNextDoor: Of course.

DIVINER: We need a Carja friend so we can glare at them whenever this happens! Right now the closest we have is Erend!

HIMBO: HEY, I FOUGHT THE RED RAIDS AND DERVAHL EVERY STEP OF THE WAY!

DIVINER: Exactly!

MARSHAL Kotallo: Jokes aside, I'm surprised you haven't offered Talanah a Focus, Aloy. I was under the impression that she would make an excellent choice. She is a close personal friend, trustworthy, and a leader among her people.

FlameHairSavior: Haven't had the chance, to be honest. She's definitely on my list, but she's still dealing with her own thing. I don't want to try to force a question like this on her while she's still confused over her lover.

β: …

β: are you in love with her

FlameHairSavior: What?

β: youre apprehensive and uncomfortable talking about her current relationship status and dont want to bring her into a group where people make fun of you all the time

FlameHairSavior: What?

β: ive been reading varls books

FlameHairSavior: I really don't have time for this.

HIMBO: THAT'S NOT A NO! VARL, YOU OWE ME MONEY!

BoyNextDoor: It's not a yes, either.

DIVINER: Actually, I had a question about the Sons of Prometheus!

FlameHairSavior: Thank you, Alva.

DIVINER: We can get back to Aloy's love life later!

FlameHairSavior: [WorldsLongestGroan.gif]

DIVINER: What does Sons of Prometheus even MEAN??

FlameHairSavior: I think he was an Oseram hero.

HIMBO: NOPE, NEVER HEARD OF IT BEFORE.

DIVINER: I actually have, but not in any context that makes sense! It was the name of a ship in a movie of the same name!

BoyNextDoor: Well, where did the name come from in the movie?

DIVINER: Oh, it was too corrupted to watch! All we have is the summary!

β: in greek mythology prometheus was the titan who stole fire from the gods and gave it to humanity

β: and then he was chained to a rock and had his liver eaten by birds every day for eternity

DIVINER: …

FlameHairSavior: …

BoyNextDoor: Well that's morbid.

MARSHAL Kotallo: Quite.

Zo: There is quite a lot to unpack from that.

HIMBO: WHAT'S A TITAN?

β: think of them as like the gods from before the gods

β: the gods killed them except they didnt and they were all evil except the gods werent actually much better

β: the greeks didnt really have a high opinion

β: of anyone

β: lots of tragedies and hubris and people getting rightfully killed for their own stupid mistakes and also unrightfully killed for other peoples mistakes

β: and gods just screwing with everyone because

FlameHairSavior: I guess Sylens named them, then.

DIVINER: He's the only real option, unless they found the name after they got their Focuses!

FlameHairSavior: Actually, I meant because absolutely everything about that culture and that story sounds like his sort of thing.

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[nextdoor-loser]

With Hadestown, Epic, and now the Warriors, is there a reason you think that Broadway keeps coming back to Greek mythology?

What is it about that period of history that makes it so relevant to today?

Here's my 2 cents as someone who definitely doesn't have authority to talk abou this lmao

I think humans are always going to be humans. Ancient greek culture is very influent to western modern life. And classical greek stories have been on the curriculum of elites for centuries (when looking for amrev content, I've found several references to greek society in general).

People also have been inspired by greek myths for ages. (See Shakespeare using Pyramus and Thisbe as inspiration for Romeo and Juliet). Now, in modern age the myths are only one google search away, so more people are familiar with it.

Greek myths are fascinating for us because the gods and heroes are flawed. Like humans. Like us. (plus, let's be honest, some concepts are just cool. Powerful sea god with trident? Dark and misterious guy with flowery spring girl?). And because there's also a lot of versions of the same story, it allows for authors to have fun with it.

I'll also add that the thing that always gets me in these musicals is the tragedy. So often in the myths you already know how it ends. Be it because of some prophecy or just because you heard the story before. And nothing can be done to alter the fate of these characters, but you still hope. You hope that this time Eurydice makes it. That somehow Achilles and Patroclus will survive the war.

I think what's most special about these retellings is seeing what hasn't change (love, war, conflict, etc) in contrast to what has changed (given more agency to women, for example)

TLDR: People be making their own fanfics of classical literature since the beginning of time

[contrivedchaos]

Hazbin takes inspiration from a lot, and one source is Paradise lost. Paradise lost shows the war of Heaven as it ends, as Lucifer and a handful of other angels are cast out, left to fall into what's nothing but an abyss. It's nothing, until they create Pandemonium which becomes their capital of hell (literally meaning 'house of many demons' but then we adapt the word to mean chaos ). Lucifer in it is portrayed as kind of a Greek hero of a tragedy who tried to help but went terribly askew, he tried to be the good guy but when both sides are the good guy, neither are you know?

There are several named demons with him, but most are a faceless entity of anger and betrayal. They're not shown as BAD or vengeful but as anguished in pain, having lost everything, cast aside from love and paradise to a black, cold abyss. They're in mourning and hurting, which is a really weird and painful take on it?

Anyway I bring this up because well, Lucifer falling and the first to fall with him who wanted to help, wanted goodness, but basically broke for their beliefs, and the idea that Carmilla was one of those ones.

One who like Emily wanted to _help_ but lost anyway. One of those who fell but mourned falling not because they were upset at the new situation but because of the grief of losing it all and being cast aside for being 'bad' or thinking different.

OG Demon Carmilla who's survived when others let the darkness take them, got taken out by the first exorcists, and who some days isn't sure if that's a good or a bad thing. She hasn't resorted to making ducks and solitude like Lucifer at least, or so she'll tease him when they meet up, two who knew what it was like to be so loved and favored and then to know the abyss before it became what it is now, but she does have an extensive weapon collection so... well who's to say who's coping better?

I had heard it was based on a lot of different sources, so Paradise Lost being one of them doesn't surprise me. I'm not familiar with that work, but if Lucifer ended up taking 1/3 of Heaven's angels with him when he fell like scripture says, it makes total sense that he would have a lot of allies with which to populate Hell. If Carmilla is one of the OG angels, and just hasn't let the darkness claim her as much as the other denizens of Hell, that might explain her and Lucifer's more subtle appearances. Neither of them are very "demon-like" (unless, in the case of Lucifer, he transforms, which we haven't seen from Carmilla yet; she may have some horns and fire deep inside somewhere, too, and just hasn't been angry enough to bring them out). They haven't forgotten that original vision for mankind.

If enough time as passed, there may not be very many of the OG angels left. Maybe she and Lucifer are two of the last great bastions of that original falling out with Heaven, while the descendants of other angels have basically just taken over the other 6 rings, spawned other types of demons, and kind of let everything go to shit.

Anyway, anyway, if Carmilla is one of the OG angels, and she's been around as long as Sera, and they've both just been pining and yearning for each other from a distance this entire time....that's so freaking sad! I'm ugly crying over here! 😭😭😭

[arttrampbelle]

Disney villain confessions:

Fave Disney villain and why: look it's really really hard to choose. But if i had to. Judge claude frollo. Simply because let's be honest. We will NEVER get a villain like that ever again. Dark,real,raw,and complex af. He's not enjoying being a villain let alone thinking he is one. One could argue he is a victim of the very faith he claims. Ah yes. That guilt be thicc boiz! But anyways,i feel he deserves the top spot because solely of the simplicity in the character and the fact he is ironically the most human in his downfall,his motives,his anger. And that my dears is what is terrifying.

The most closest to him in my fave list is hades but that's because he is the closest to his actual mythos counterpart. Chill,funny,just wants to do his job and everyone is making that a problem for some reason. Because some douchebag son of zuse wanted to show off and be a heroic epic. Thats it. The grand scheme of disneys Hercules is funny af if you really think about it. And meg,honey,he's cute and nice and all that but really?! But it's funny more so because greek mythos is kinda ridiculous too. But ya know.

Oh and captain hook. But more so the character in the movie hook. So damn good. R.i.p robin williams. I love you and miss you so much. He was like a childhood friend to me and i cried when i heard of his passing. Plz in all seriousness,check on your loved ones. Advocate for better mental health care. But back to disneys hook in peter pan. He was fun. Just plain fun to me. It was the feeling on playing on a playground,and that was the point. Tho it could get twisted and dark real quick. Oof. But as for overall. He's fun. I think he's neat and charming.

Scar. Oh my god,Jeremy irons. Legit blew his voice out for this character. Great villain. 10 outta 10.

All the lady Disney villains absolutely kill it but we already knew. Cept mother gothel to me. I feel she's redundant. Cool character,fun. But overall redundant in the grand scheme of things. At least compared to other villains,motives and overall vibe. *shrug* i dont hate her. I just feel she's pointless. Dont hate me plz.

But sadly as all the villains are great. Frollo is my top one.

Now onto my least favorite disney villain:

Gaston. Yeah. I mean he served his purpose. His role. But he's the least appealing of the classic villains. As for any new villains? Nah none of them are as appealing as the classics. They are golden years and renaissance for a reason. you just dont see any oomf to disney villains anymore. Hans is a close 2nd. It's legit just gaston but "pretty" and frozen and motives are weak. Gaston is at least upfront. We know what he's about. But overall I'd punt him into the sun. Hell i feel a lot of Disney villains would find this guy obnoxious and eff him up on spot. I feel it would even make frollo,the most repressed man alive,pissed off and defending belle from this douche. Frollo ffs. Just saying in hypothetical. Look it's no shade to gaston stans and enjoyer. He's a great villain. But he's the least appealing because to me,he's slightly boring but he serves his purpose so i can't hate 100% either. But hans? Nah nobody likes him. Nobody i know.

Again these are just my opinions. No shade to any Disney villain truly. But i neeeeeed oomf,that spice,that charisma,that je ne sais quoi so to speak. I need tragedy,comedy,and either a simple to follow motive or something so complex and straightforward it's believable. Which comes to my point. MAKE THE BULLSHIT BELIEVABLE!!!

Which is why we dont see many disney villains that are appealing anymore.

Now onto fave Disney villains songs.

Omg too many!

Helfire still ranks as my most fave a chilling song.

Poor unfortunate souls. Hell yeah Ursula my girl killed that! Love you sweetheart.

Be prepared. Once again. Jeremy irons rules.

I got friends on the other side. Princess and the frog. Underrated af. And that song is catchy and i love jazz. Lousiana. And this soul that is put into this song? Absolutely delicious.

Overall. I absolutely love Disney villains. And honestly. I loved them more than the princesses. Sorry. But definitely more than most disney princes. Until naveen,i didn't care for any of em really. Maybe beast but more so as beast so it doesn't count. And yes,some that aren't "official" princesses,i count as princesses. Because they are to me. And disney can suck it for that. But yeah naveen was fun,simple,cute,and he actually got character development in the movie. Pretty sweet. The only disney prince i felt earned his princess. That's the gospel truth. Hee hee.

Ok anyways im done ranting and raving about Disney villains.

[beardedmrbean]

Oh thank you for my research on biblical stuff. I’m just saying you can do interesting stuff with biblical texts like the Prince of Egypt movie

If you don’t constantly bash modern issues with the church or treat Jewish people like exotic people…seriously they are still human beings at the end of the day

You know if someone want to do story of Moses and the Israelites traveling across the desert. Yet they fear they are portraying the Jewish members who rebel and wants to go back to Egypt. I wonder how many Jewish people will say they are NOT harsh or insufferable enough.

Also about Seth, I was thinking about flashbacks where you see Young Seth following Cain and Abel around with the growing attention between the two elders.

Then for reference, young Seth see the murder of Abel and he was the one who told Adam and Eve about Cain sin.

And to play on the tragedy of the first family being destroyed. Also my immortal Cain gone a bit crazy as the tomb of Abel is the only thing Cain have to the pre flood Genesis era as the tribes and God made sure he can never find the rest of his family graves

Also people God made other humans beyond Adam and Eve…it’s in the Bible. Actually I heard Cain after leaving his family get a wife when he leaves. Hmm, okay any Hebrew texts scholars? But I watched video where a guy did suggest that there was other humans before Adam and Eve and they were the start of a new line

Given that a lot of religion texts often have a lot of scientific stuff but early humans can’t comprehend. Could have Adam and Eve been hebrews comprehension of Homo sapiens and the other humans were our cousins like the Neanderthals that died out?

Also heard some scholars think the Abel vs Cain represents our crogman and Neanderthals conflicts

Now another biblical thing

>Leftists want to show off that Jesus was actually middle eastern

>Barely give him any Jewish features or traits

Also like….Christianity started in the Middle East. Actually when mirage was marketing, the show off the diversity of 9th century Baghdad. I was mindblown when I saw a middle eastern woman wearing a early nun outfit and a priest a head piece I seen orthodox priests were

It in the comments, https://www.reddit.com/r/assassinscreed/s/91pChA24m7

But I finally learn about Nestorian Christians from a videogame…akward. Seriously I didn’t know priest and nuns style robes were THAT old.

You know if someone want to do story of Moses and the Israelites traveling across the desert. Yet they fear they are portraying the Jewish members who rebel and wants to go back to Egypt. I wonder how many Jewish people will say they are NOT harsh or insufferable enough.

You might be shocked, just like any other group of people they've got their different groups that are at each others throats regularly.

Unless you give them something else that forces them to put that on hold till it's done with, like the current situation they're kinda united. Till the danger passes.

Also about Seth, I was thinking about flashbacks where you see Young Seth following Cain and Abel around with the growing attention between the two elders. Then for reference, young Seth see the murder of Abel and he was the one who told Adam and Eve about Cain sin.

Typical little brother, ratting out the older ones when they misbehave, smh my head.

And to play on the tragedy of the first family being destroyed. Also my immortal Cain gone a bit crazy as the tomb of Abel is the only thing Cain have to the pre flood Genesis era as the tribes and God made sure he can never find the rest of his family graves

Going the Greek tragedy route there, I like it, it's creative.

Also people God made other humans beyond Adam and Eve…it’s in the Bible. Actually I heard Cain after leaving his family get a wife when he leaves. Hmm, okay any Hebrew texts scholars? But I watched video where a guy did suggest that there was other humans before Adam and Eve and they were the start of a new line

I've seen stuff about that, I don't personally adhere to the young earth model anyhow so there's that too.

Truth and facts situation on that one though, we all have our truth but we will likely never have the irrefutable facts, not in this life anyhow we get that answer after this one is over.

Given that a lot of religion texts often have a lot of scientific stuff but early humans can’t comprehend. Could have Adam and Eve been hebrews comprehension of Homo sapiens and the other humans were our cousins like the Neanderthals that died out?

Again truth and facts, 3,000 years ago a child asks their parents why don't those people that came through town use words I can understand, parent tells a story about how men decided to build a tower to reach heaven and God said no that's not allowed so he gave them all a bunch of different words and the people that used the same ones joined up and went to go make their own new homes.

Why are those pretty colours in the sky after it rains sometimes?

Now another biblical thing >Leftists want to show off that Jesus was actually middle eastern >Barely give him any Jewish features or traits Also like….Christianity started in the Middle East. Actually when mirage was marketing, the show off the diversity of 9th century Baghdad. I was mindblown when I saw a middle eastern woman wearing a early nun outfit and a priest a head piece I seen orthodox priests were

They're doing the MENA thing, or have been recently at least. Granted they're incorrectly stating that Jesus was a palestenian which is impossible because among a multitude of other reasons he was already done with his work here on earth for over 100 years before the colonial entity known as the roman empire forced the name change on that area that was previously known as Israel and Judea and before that just Israel and before that Canaan.

Granted when they pull that line out we also pull up things like

Korean Jesus.

Oddly the people that scream about needing to feel represented can't grasp the concept that folks like to make their saviour be more relatable by having them resemble them more.

It in the comments, But I finally learn about Nestorian Christians from a videogame…akward. Seriously I didn’t know priest and nuns style robes were THAT old.

Nice response, don't feel bad about not knowing about Nestorian Christians either, most people don't.

Had to leave that last bit in because it's just so totally wrong, like 180 degrees wrong. Mongols were fairly good about alternative to their own religions and Islam was started by a warlord, (not that the mongol empire wasn't also) that chose to spread their faith by the sword.

let's see how Islam did

That was just a silly thing for them to say

[sketchy-rosewitch]

Officially Us: Bobby Cobb x f!afab!reader

Warnings: dumbasses in love, pussy eating, PinV

18+ minors dni

A/N: You know I had to write this!!! So like 14 people were interested and that’s good enough for me so here it is!

Little taggies too cause I know you guys showed interest in other BvH characters: @fluffy-little-demon @modern-greek-tragedy @crumb @visceravalentines

Girls day, something you didn’t think was possible with the way everyone’s lives worked. It was something you were so happy about though. You loved hanging out with Jules, Laurie and Ellie (even if Ellie could be a bit mean to you sometimes, but everyone was kinda mean to each other so it was okay.)

You sip on your wine and do a little happy wiggle on the steps of the pool, only feeling like getting your lower body wet right now. Jules and Ellie sat on the edge while Laurie was on a floaty all too sipping on their wines.

“You and Grayson doing good?” You ask, looking over to the raven haired woman.

“Yes! He’s opened up about so many things now. Still kinda sucks at comforting me but he tries.” Jules says leaning back. You smile. “What about you Laurie? How’s your dating life?”

Laurie rolls her eyes, making you chuckle at her. “Ugh, I wish it was going well! I mean seriously! All of these men are so BORING. Always trying to change something in me. Saying I talk too much and my clothing style is too bright. Like that’s not my issue!” Laurie huffs and takes a huge gulp of her wine, then pushes herself over to Ellie and Jules. “Fill me up sister!” And Jules does just that.

“Don’t even think about asking me bumble bee.” Ellie rolls her eyes and turns her head away sipping on her wine. You nod and kick your feet in the water, watching as it ripples and dissipates near Laurie’s floaty, which was somehow already on the other side of the pool.

“What about you?” Jules asks, you look up at her absolutely confused.

“What do you mean?” You furrow your brows and set down your empty wine glass, leaning against the stairs.

“You and Bobby, duh.” Laurie answers, you snort. What?

“What about me and Bobby?” You fumble nervously.

“It’s obvious you two are dating and didn’t tell us.” Ellie replies. You laugh loudly.

“What?! We aren’t together.”

“But you like him don’t you?” Jules tilts her head at you. You let out another nervous laugh as you look at the water again, feeling like you want to drown in it.

“I mean yeah but I’d only have sex with him like, platonically.” You snort and shrug hiding your face from your three friends.

“You can’t have sex with him ‘platonically.’” Your blonde friend says doing her air quotes. You open your mouth to defend yourself. Your next words bring regret immediately.

“Sure you can! We’ve had sex like so many times! Friends with benefits!”

“Oh my god.. she’s being serious.” Ellie looks over at Jules. You huff and cross your arms.

“I am, friends with benefits exist and that’s all we are. Even if I am in love with him.”

You watch as each of the girls eye each other, in some type of silent conversation. Ellie rolls her eyes and they all nod.

“We’re gonna plan a date for you and Bobby.” Jules declares. You shake your head.

“No! You won’t cause he doesn’t like me like that! So it’s not happening!”

-

“This is gonna be awful.” You mutter, smoothing out your dress. Laurie looks more excited than you do as you stare at yourself in the mirror.

Did Bobby Cobb really like you how you liked him? Or was this all some stupid joke set up by the cul de sac crew.

No they weren’t that mean… Maybe Ellie was but she’d usually apologize in some way.

A knock is heard at the door and Laurie grabs your hand, practically dragging you down the stairs. “He’s here!!” Laurie squeals. Everyone was downstairs waiting, god you needed to puke.

“Go on.” Laurie pushes you towards the door, making you almost trip ver your feet. You open up Jules’ front door and Bobby stands there with flowers in his hands and his amazingly goofy smile. Your heart swells up.

“Hello.”

“H-hi!”

God you’re pathetic. You take the flowers and loop your arm around Bobby’s. “Don’t have too much fun!” Jules shouts. You roll your eyes

“BYE MOM!” You joke and shut the door.

“Where are we going?” You ask, getting into his golf cart. You set the flowers in the basket behind you.

“Fancy restaurant about 45 from here.”

You look over at him with a brow raised, his shit eating grin says it all and you two start laughing. “Nah, they tried to plan that. Told them it wasn’t our thing. So it’s Thai food and a picnic on the beach!”

You clap your hands together excitedly and he presses on the gas pedal, you two take off.

-

“You got me chocolate strawberries too! Oh my gosh! You’re like, the best!”

You reach into the cooler and grab them opening the container and taking a bite from one, doing a small happy wiggle.

“Picked out things you like and places you like. I know we’ve been to the beach several times but you love it so much why not.” Bobby shrugs. You pick another strawberry out and shove it close to his mouth. He opens it and takes a bite. Your heart is beating so fast right now. He’s so amazing. You toss the leafy bits over to come seagulls. You watch as the sun dips over the horizon.

“You know, this doesn’t feel any different than us hanging out.” You admit, a frown comes across Bobby’s face. You continue smiling though. “That’s a good thing. I - I was so scared of my feelings for you. I know we were doing stuff already but I didn’t want you to not be in love with me. Only way I felt sure of that was to hide how I felt. I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. You’re such a cool person and you’re so nice and friendly. Rejection by you would’ve hurt like a million times more. But I’m happy we agreed to this. Cause now we know both of us like each other.” You explain, Bobby nods his head, you’re sure he only got some of what you said and shove him playfully.

“No, I get it, I understood every word. I was scared too and I ain’t ever scared of nothin’. Losin’ you would’ve been the worst thing in the world for me. Don’t know how I would’ve bounced back or if I would’ve. I’m happy we’re doin’ this too. You’re an amazing’ gal and even though I can’t quite spoil you I’m gonna try to still.”

Your face scrunches up in embarrassment at Bobby’s confession. You two laugh it off and you get up, taking your flats off. You eat another strawberry, throw it to the crowd of gulls and shove Bobby before running into the sand.

“Hey!”

He chuckles and takes his sports coat off before running after you.

You run into the water, the tide only reaching to your knees and blow raspberries at the older man. He laughs, not caring a bit about getting his dark jeans wet. He runs in after you and somehow trips, falling onto your bringing both of you into the salty water.

You sit up and laugh at Bobby. His hair going over his eyes. You shove him again, playfully. The waves hit your bodies, but don’t bother to pull you into the ocean, instead they push you two a little further towards shore. The sandy haired man takes your waist and puts you between his legs, holding you so tightly. He kisses your cheek. You two watch the night sky as you hear him hum lightly.

“So, my place or yours?” You ask.

“Yours.”

-

You practically drag Bobby through your house and to your bathroom. Sandy and wet you chuck your clothes into the laundry basket to wash tomorrow. Then you two get into the shower. The warm water hits your skin, making you feel good. You run your hands through Bobby’s hair to get it wet. He runs his hands up and down your body. You smile and he leans down to kiss you.

“I love you.” You mumble.

“I love you too.”

You feel him getting hard beneath your touch and you smirk squinting your eyes at him. “You’re gonna have to wait. I’m not having sand in my bed.”

The blond kisses you deeply and you two continue to wash each other.

The towels aren’t even on for a minute before Bobby is tearing them off, he holds your face and kisses your lips roughly. You fall onto the bed and he crawls on top of you.

“You’re so pretty.” His voice rasps out, Bobby trails kisses down your body, his calloused hands lightly touching your skin, feeling every inch of you. Bobby touches between your thighs making you spread them further apart he bites and kisses them. You watch as he licks against your clit and you grip onto his wet hair. His fingers find their way into you and you arch your back pushing his face into you. Bobby groans and continues licking your cunt.

“Your tongue feels so good. Please don’t stop.”

Bobby grunts and you feel his tongue work faster to get you to your release. Watching as he starts grinding against the bed.

“Gonna, ah. Cum.”

Your body releases and you moan, gripping onto his hair as hard as you can and riding his face. His stubble rubs against your sensitive flesh but it doesn’t stop you. You look at Bobby absolutely dazed and smile, making grabby hands, he smiles too after a second of looking pussy drunk himself and he hovers over you, kissing your mouth.

You lick his face wanting to taste yourself and he snorts, making you laugh too. You kiss his nose.

“Can I fuck you now?”

You nod. “Please.”

Bobby likes himself up and slowly slides into you. Your mouth opens in a silent moan, he kisses your jaw and pulls out until just the tip is in you. Then he slams into your cunt. Both of you moaning simultaneously.

Bobby thrusts in and out of you and your wrap your arms around his neck, wanting him so much closer to you. “Feel good. So tight for me.” He grunts, you scratch up his back making him let out a small growl. Something you’ve never heard out of him. Bobby’s cock twitches inside of you. “So pretty. And you’re mine now. Can give you as many kisses as I want to. I-“ he lets out small groans, every time his skin slaps against yours.

Your cunt pulsates and your eyes roll back. “Please cum on my cock. Fuck. You’re so beautiful when you cum on it. Such a pretty face.” Bobby mumbles. You can’t help but smile at him. A squeal comes from your throat. Your eyes roll back again as white flashes over your eyes. Your thighs shake, you grip onto Bobby’s back harder. He lets out small grunts and cums not long after, thrusting his hips over and over again into you, you let out soft whines, feeling his cum filling you up.

Bobby takes a second to breathe before pulling out and flopping onto the bed. Cum leaks out of your cunt, you watch in your dazed state as Bobby cleans up his cum with his tongue and let out little squeals.

“Hey!” You giggle, and bite your lip. He smirks and kisses you and you taste him and you together.

Bobby wraps his arms around you and pulls you so you’re as close as you can be. “Are we officially together Bobby Cobb?”

“Hell fuckin’ yeah.” Bobby smiles into your neck and kisses it.

“Good.”

[victorianwestpiano]

Destripando la Historia: HADES.

@vavandeveresfan Hey, hello! I found this video and I think is funny and awesome!!! I thought you may like this, since I know there's a comic about Hades and Persephone which you like. I couldn't find it to read it, but I heard is very good.

Since I'm studying Greek Tragedy in theatre now, I find these videos very entertaining while I'm search information in other sources. I'll present next week a group project talking about some Greek Mythology characters: and the one I'll do next week will be Zeus!

But Hades, in my opinion, is way better ;)

Here I leave Zeus' video if you're interested as well. Also, judging by the animation, Zeus was one of their first videos these guys created.

These two videos were translated from spanish to english in this channel. But the original channel where this videos came from is called Pascu y Rodri in YouTube. Those two guys are from Spain and they also created other Greek Gods videos, which are also very good! But if you want to see them in english, this channel (Unravelling Subs) has them. ;)

Hope you like them, pal!

[fishpondfish]

finally finished kaos and mannn this show is weird. things make sense in the context of the show but it's such a strange take on the myths. i wanna rant so gonna put it under the cut. spoilers btw if you care

anyways they made the minotaur ariadne's full brother and made that a major plot point (truth be told i either didn't remember or completely forgot that technically they're half-siblings in the myths. that's trippy as hell). and then theseus was just some guy who was barely involved. that was funny

also i liked the depiction of dionysus as a 20 something who doesn't know what's going on. i haven't seen/read every greek myths adaptation in existence obviously but i feel like Usually he's portrayed relatively as an equal to the rest of the olympic gods even though he's quite different from the rest. i liked that they emphasized that

gonna be really honest i've never heard of caeneus before this show but i guess they picked him Because he's fairly niche so they could change his story even more drastically. that's fine by me. also yay a trans man protagonist. in a british show no less!

i still don't know how i feel about orpheus and eurydice in this ... so here eurydice has fallen out of love with orpheus and she feels like he's dependent on her and she wants to leave him and Then she dies. and she feels relieved in a way and doesn't want to go back to life. and also hooks up with caeneus on like the second day in the underworld. and orpheus is an off-brand ed sheeran who buries eurydice without a coin so he can bring her back For Himself. which is obviously very selfish. and tbh made me think about how in the original myth it wasn't like orpheus and eurydice ever discussed that in case eurydice died she Wanted to be brought back right. so orpheus going to retrieve her is a selfish act. but then Usually eurydice does want to go back and the tragedy is that orpheus looks at her and she can't go back. whereas here eurydice Doesn't want to go back and she Doesn't want to be with orpheus yet she ends up successfully reviving. and there's a scene where they're already back in the living world and eurydice is like "orpheus i need to talk to you orpheus look at me". and that's supposed to be a fun nod to the original myth. but all i thought about was how. if there's nothing preventing orpheus from looking at eurydice in this scenario then are they Really orpheus and eurydice. like is this a retelling from a different angle or are they just completely different characters at that point.

and the absolute weirdest thing is that they made prometheus and charon a couple. i have nothing against it but it's the most random thing imaginable. once again it made sense within the context of the story they were telling but in the myths prometheus and charon have literally zero connections iirc. just so random