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lafox · 1 year

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Luis Sera Headcanon [Collab] SFW/NSFW

Author note: hi everyone. I know it has been Ages but im back with a little gift for all of you and i collab with @sattiene my beloved <3 thank you so much for her input and help because it really helped me out get back in the mix of things. i really missed writing HC for characters soooooo ! My ask are now open! YEY!

anyways i'll let you enjoy this Hc!:

SFW HC:

Meeting you for the first time in the events of the Las Plagas incident, the first thing he says to you is:

"I just have one important question. Do you have a smoke?"

Manipulation through his puppy eyes.

“Oye, Senorita. Mind a smoke?” *insta puppy eyes*

Probably ‘almost’ fluent in French and would brag about it to you only (hmmm wonder why)

Grows every so fond of you when you laugh off his flirting towards you.

But what made him fall in love even more was when you suddenly started to flirt back.

He stutters, is flustered but quickly come back with another flirt (it's a war now)

One time, he was playing around with his lighter while walking, to which you added a remark:

“Hm.. Does this skill also apply in the bedroom?” You smirked.

The man was shooken (idk this isn't a word) and closed his lighter shut.

He shook his head and chuckled,

“There is only one way to find out, ay?” He said looking back at you.

Oh boy…

He tries to lighten up the mood as Leon isn’t much of a jokester.

And when you laugh at his jokes and Leon doesn't, he points it out:

“Ay, see Y/N likes my jokes.”

If you are imprisoned, you bet your ass Luis is gonna be your knight in shining armor.

You’ll scream to whoever, to get you out when it’s Luis that peaks his head and saves you his only comment will be:

“Oh so that's what you sound like, hm?”

Alternatively : You are captured and tied up unconscious. He is at your rescue once more and sees you tied up. He would whistle and look away for a minute, putting his fist close to his mouth before snapping out of it and helping you out.

When you wake you bet your ass he will hit you with the oldest pick up line to this day like:

"Oh chica. I've been told I look heavenly, but you're not in heaven yet."

Is it raining? No problem Luis is to the rescue:

“Where are my manners?” He says as he takes off his jacket and hovers it on top of your head.

Oh shit! A flight hatchet coming your way! But don't worry, again, Luis is at the rescue,

Hugging you as he pushes both of you away and falls down.

Well now it's an awkward situation as you are now on top of him. You lift yourself to meet with Luis’ face closer than expected.

Of course he shots a flirtatious grin accompanied with his eyebrows raising up.

What he would do to get your attention or to be close to you i swear…

He is down bad for you that's for sure.

It's impressive when you see Leon in action, a break at the shooting range is always a great pause for everyone, which helps make Luis and you grow closer.

But the music made your feet tap to the beat and that, Luis noticed.

He gently grabbed your hand, waiting a few seconds to know if he was denied and when you didn’t reject his advance, dragged you to dance.

You giggled, you weren’t much of a dancer but the beat was so good and the moment was so right, it made you become one.

That was when you were charmed by him.

When you get separated, Luis will call you on the radio any chance he gets.

“Hola. Aaah I'm glad you picked up princesa. I’m at the ballroom, come over. We can continue our little dance. Don’t be late to the party!”

When you are a bit more separate from Leon and Ashley, you call Luis and you guys chat

“How's your search? Are you okay so far?” you asked. “Always so worried for me, lindura~” “I miss you too don’t worry” He adds.

He would scare you by hugging you from behind

Which ultimately ends in you pointing your gun at him

"Whoa whoa, cariño. chill. it's just me, your loverboy."

Would take pictures of you on his flip phone but the pictures are some of the worst moments of you looking surprised, zoning out, or sweaty with dirt on your face cause you were almost killed by a villager.

You ask him to delete it but nah this man puts it as his wallpaper and keeps it forever.

If you are infected with las Plagas, he becomes serious

Will still be flirtatious to calm his own anxiety

At the operation table, will hold your hand while killing the plaga

Would turn his head away as it is agony for him to hear you scream in pain

"I know, I know bebe. I'm here. shhh, shh,"

Let a tear fall and wipes it after the operation finish

Man, he thought he lost you!

But enough heart breaks!

The man is clingy! He loves you so much he always want you close

For example; you want to make breakfast for the both of you in the morning but no no no you are not escaping with his arms wrapped around your waist

"Nooooo, mi amor, stay," He whines in his morning voice.

Will be hugging you from behind while you cook breakfast.

You can feel his stubble tickling your neck

Everything is perfect.

The embodiment of chivalry

Opens doors for you, pushes your seat for you allllll the time.

NSFW HC

He is loud and not scared to be

Moan, groans, whimpers, yeah you are getting the whole service.

Service top/ dom

Mutters some Spanish when he is really really into it.

His foreplay is insane the man is a teaser;

Hand on your thigh just slowly but surely making his way through your core as he kisses your neck and tells you sweet nothing. (how could it not melt to that!)

You are always his top priority

Can go on for hour for your pleasure only (pls don’t make him pass out i beg you)

Cracks jokes if you are anxious, just to see you smile and relax, that’s already a win for him.

Mf does the petal of roses on the bed thingy on the special occasion (with scented candles ofc!)

Nice dinners and dancing before a night of love.

Sex isn't a shameful topic to him and will tease about it.

If you tease him back about his performance he will backfire at you, its constant banter!

Weakness for lace in lingerie: He would fall weak if he slowly discovered you are wearing a set of lingerie while he takes off your clothes

“You wore this for me cariño.” and also will have his puppy eyes activated.

Would brag about you all the time and show that you are his girl as he marks you

He loves when you mark him, telling him you are his and that he is yours.

Covered with your lipstick is so hot to him, shows how much you love him.

Takes pictures of all the above

His biggest turn on? When you ride him.

Holy fuck does he love it so much, just digging his hands on your thighs and trusting at the same beat as your riding makes him melt.

You taste heavenly to him and he loves to eat you out

Face riding? Yes please!

Makes him so horny you bet that shit makes him precum.

Type of guy to continue slowly thrusting in when done cause God Damn you feel good, he doesn’t want it to end!

Not into the harcord stuff like BDSM and such but would be willing to try for you

“So you’re into that stuff ay..”

His favorite positions are any where he can see your beautiful face

He will never call you names like ‘slut’ and stuff “that's not a gentlemen’s ways”

You tried your best to please him first but Luis can’t hear any of that: “Ladies first” kinda treatment

“Why don’t we switch it up tonight, let me start with you~” you said as you pressed your fingertips on his pecks, going ever so slowly down.

He shook his head as he chuckled. “You know my policy mi amor” He takes your hand to wrap in around his neck as he positions you on your back while kissing you

I mean, you can’t resist him.

First time he makes you squirt, the man will be so proud of himself

Will use that fact against you in arguments: “didn’t you gush all over me last night?? yeah that’s what i thought.”

With a smug ofc

Tell you how beautiful you are especially while making you cum

Best aftercare, hugs, kisses, shower, and caresses.

The man Orders you to stay put when he cleans up, its “his mess not yours”

#luis sera #luis serra #luis sera x reader #luis serra x reader #resident evil #resident evil 4 #re4 remake #resident evil fanfiction #resident evil x reader #luis sera x you #resident evil x you #re4 #re4r #headcanon #luis sera headcanon

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lookingformoondrop · 6 months

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NAJDNWKKRKW U WRITE FOR THE COFFIN OF ANDY AND LEYLEY?

You're the first person I see writing to themmm I'm so happy. Can I ask Something with leyley ? If not, No problem, I accept anything

Ashley Graves (Leyley) x Reader

TW: Everyone has a foul mouth and Ashley is a little shit (oh, really?), mentions of the devil's tango (sex, gasp!), Ashley is manipulative (remember kids, never stay with someone if they act like this during arguments, even if they're goth mommies).

♥︎ I'm not sure if the people crave X Reader or just headcannons with the Graves siblings, so if this isn't what you had in mind, you're always welcome to shoot me another ask. I'm so sorry this took so long to write ;-; Thank you for your patience!<3 ♥︎

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If you ever asked about 15-year-old Ashley Graves, you'd be told one of these three things;

"She's a little psycho. I'm pretty sure she'd choke out a teacher if they looked at her brother wrong."

"She's always the odd one out. If only she was nice like her brother, she wouldn't be such a lonely freak."

"Pretty like the devil is sly."

These comments always alluded you. Ashley was by far the prettiest girl in class, and even if she was a bit curt to the teachers, she had these blossoming eyes and rich smile whenever she walked by.

One day, after watching the girls mock Ashley for the second time that day, you decided to walk up to Ashley.

Ashley's gaze out of the window quickly turned towards you as you sat down on the other side of her desk. She slowly eyed you up and down.

"Uh, I'm Y/N," you offered weakly.

"Is this about my brother?" Ashely held her face in her hand with a bored stare. "Because if this is about my brother, know that he's already called for..."

You quickly shook your head, "Don't take any offense, but I don't really care about who your brother is...I'm more interested in you."

Ashely looked startled by this statement. A small blush dusting her cheeks. She had spent a lot of time making quitters and hussies run from her marshmallow-spine brother who didn't know any better, and if she learned anything it was that they would say and do whatever it took to get closer to him.

Ashley scoffed and looked out the window again, "Yeah, right, you're probably just saying that so that I'll let you meet him."

You sighed and laid your head in your arms,

"I want to play with you... not your dumb brother."

Ashley gave you a quick glance. She chewed her bottom lip as she thought about it.

"Fine. But if I catch you trying to hang out with my brother, I'm going to punish you!"

You shrugged off that last part and nodded passionately.

Ashley didn't know what it was about you that made her laugh easily, and force the malice out of her body, but it pissed her off.

Day after day, you'd run after her with some sort of treat, present, or a friendly smile that made her day.

One day, you had come to school with a surprise;

"Jesus christ Ashley, did you fish that out of the dumpster?" Andrew walked into the laundry room and saw Ashley standing in front of the washing machine with a very deformed and crusted teddy bear in her hands.

"Y/N gave em' to me," Ashley pulled her hand away, a sticky substance connecting her hand to the deformed bears head.

Andrew was taken aback and quickly snatched the bear from Ashley's hands with a simple (grossed out) finger.

"Fucking gross Ashely! Why the fuck would she give that to you?!" He made a move towards the trash bags in the shelve, but Ashley took back the teddy bear before he could do anything.

"Don't snatch things from other people's hands, you jackass!" She held the bear close to her chest despite shivering from the unknown wetness the bear had.

Andrew visibly cringed and searched Ashley's face for some sort of explanation.

"Y/N had won this at a carnival she went to over the weekend and thought I'd like it," Ashley dangled the bear from paw to paw.

"Well if it came from a carnival then why does it look like it was gangbanged-"

"I'm getting to it!" She sighed with annoyance.

"I had thought it was some stupid ploy to get to you, so I might have...thrown it down a sewer." She shrugged that last part like it was naturally the most obvious reaction to a gift.

"While it was down there, I think the rats decided to have a piece of Teddy's face and stuffing and well... the sewer, too." At the word 'sewer', both of them looked at the drenched teddy bear that dripped ominously with disease.

Andrew put his head in his hands and sighed into them, "Why are you like this? Y/N tried doing something nice, and you...let it be beaten to death by rats."

Ashley shrugged and observed the gross teddy bear in her hands, despite it being jizzed up it was cute with its (seemingly darker...) brown fur and button nose. On its chest was a pink stitched heart that read, "I told the stars about you ☆."

Maybe it was a little dramatic to throw it in the sewer, but she wasn't about to admit that. After all, she had to get this damn teddy bear back somehow, and that was enough to convince the next guy over she regretted it.

"Do you want me to clean it?" Andrew mumbled from his hands.

"What?" Ashley hadn't realized she was zoning out.

"I said, do you want me to clean it?" Andrew looked at her with tired eyes.

Ashley thought about it for a moment and then reluctantly handed the bear to Andrew, who pinched its ear to minimize the most physical contact with the dumpster fire.

That night, while Ashley was lying in bed, she thought about why you had decided to give her the bear. Maybe it really was a ploy to get closer to her brother... but Ashley couldn't help but have fun with you. Maybe, just maybe, she could enjoy this friendship a little longer.

For the next couple of weeks, you and Ashley would hang out in spots around the city.

You'd go to the movies, window shopping, clubs (mostly to get thrown out by the bouncer), food joints, and greasy taco trucks.

Ashley would come home with a pleasant smile on her face. Oftentimes, being teased by Andrew, who said he was "finally glad Ashley found a friend."

However, this didn't mean that you were safe from Ashley's tantrums. Whenever you talked to Andrew for too long or made plans with other friends, Ashley would start crying.

This became increasingly obvious when you started becoming more acquainted with Andrew.

"I thought you were my friend Y/N! I should've known you just want Andy all to yourself! I knew it! You don't care about me at all!"

"What!? No! I was just trying to ask the time-"

"I knew it! You're fake, fake, fake!! You're only hanging out with me because of my brother. You're so selfish! Well fine, since you like him so fucking much then leave! And while we're at it, why don't you just fuck him since that's all you're good for anyways!"

Ashley laughed as she dug her fingernails into your shoulders, "Everyone is just slutting around for my brother! Including you! I should've known! I should've known!-"

In a moment, your lips were on Ashley's, instantly shutting you up.

When you pulled away, Ashley stood there shocked. Her fingernails were no longer digging into your skin but rather grazing your shoulder blades.

"Would someone obsessed with your brother do that?"

Ashley opened her mouth to speak but closed it instead. She looked down and shook her head.

"I love you, Leyley, but has anyone told you you're exhausting to be with?"

Ashley nodded and rested her head on your shoulder, "You're the one that talked to me first, Y/N. You don't get to complain."

You sighed and wrapped your arms around her. Clicking your tongue as you took a moment to process all the foul things Ashley said in the heat of the moment.

"You know, everyone was right. You're kind of a psycho." You looked at Ashley's face.

"And?" She scoffed,

"It doesn't bother me."

Ashley smiled into your shirt, "You're stuck with me,"

"Forever~"

Thank you for the ask!<3

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tired-fandom-ndn · 4 months

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I completely agree with gravecest having a breeding kink but I'm so obsessed with an AU where they break into the house and learn that their parents decided to try one more time with having kids and they run into a baby in their parents new place, clearly left to fend for itself while their mom was doing that grocery run. So many mixed emotions about being replaced but also knowing that even with this one they were fucking up, and wanting to prove they were better than their parents by raising the kid together (which also sells them as "Mr. and Mrs. Graves). And also makes them weird dark mirror reflections to A Series of Unfortunate Events :)

ANON YOU GET MEEEEEEEE

But god, the Graves parents completely restarting EVERYTHING. They have new jobs, a new house, new lives, why shouldn't they have a new child too? A perfect, normal child for their new, perfect lives? One that isn't fucked up like their other two, because obviously the problem was that Andrew and Ashley just Weren't Right, the Graves parents would never consider that their own parenting could've played a role in how their children turned out. Everything will be right now.

(They adopt instead of trying to have another on their own; pregnancy sucks and the agency was more than happy to help a pair of grieving parents start over.)

Except babies are loud and they're gross and they're annoying and they're so needy. They can tolerate working from home on alternating days, because they don't have an older child to dump their baby on and a babysitter is just a waste of money, but neither of them like it and the baby is left to cry in its crib more often than not, the monitor turned off because it's just so annoying. And sometimes Mrs. Graves just needs a break. Babies are sturdy, it'll be fine if she just runs out for a quick grocery run, 30 minutes, an hour at the absolute most.

When Andrew and Ashley find the baby, it's obvious that this isn't the first time it's been left alone like that and that the abandonment isn't the only way it's been neglected. The nursery is half-finished and nearly empty compared to the master bedroom and living room, it needs a diaper change badly, and it clearly hasn't been washed or fed as regularly as it needs to be. This baby is an uncomfortable look into their own childhoods but somehow worse and it makes both of them see red.

Keeping that baby is so fucking stupid, they both know it would be smarter to leave it at a hospital or on a neighbor's doorstep, but. . . they want so badly to be better than their parents. They want to prove that they're capable of the love and kindness that their parents refused to give them, and it'll sell their story better! People are always more sympathetic to a young couple with a baby, even if it'll be more expensive and make them more vulnerable. Their parents had enough basic supplies, formula and a car seat and a baby carrier and all that crap, that they won't have to spend too much of the money on baby stuff right away at least.

(Andrew is frantically googling infant care and trying to figure out the logistics of raising that baby, meanwhile Ashley has a dozen tabs about inducing lactation and thinking about how the more like a "real" family they seem, the harder it would be for Andrew to abandon them.)

At dinner, Ashley gives the baby a few tiny sips of broth from the soup, wanting it to experience something it wouldn't get a chance to later, consuming their shitty parents like its older siblings and new parents get to. Andrew just sighs and reminds her to cool the broth first and not too much, damn it Ashley, it's not old enough!

#Anonymous #tcoaal #coffincest #gravecest #child neglect tw #child abuse tw #ask to tag #shipcest

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utilitycaster · 28 days

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Do you think that Laura and Marisha are deliberately making their relationship somewhat toxic and unsustainable or do you think they see the relationship as healthy? It is just so different from all of the other relationships they have been a part of and not really in a good way. Would love to get your perspective on it if you have one

I am honestly unsure. I would like to say it's deliberate. Prior to it becoming canon, in fact, I, and a lot of other people who were less than enthused by Imogen and Laudna's romance and weren't entirely sold from the start, made the case that we expected they would be talking to each other and would put together a compelling story, not the dull fluff so common in fanon. While whether it's compelling is a subjective judgment, we know for a fact they didn't talk to each other. We know for a fact Marisha was surprised by the question of "Can I kiss you," and Laura was surprised by the answer. We know from a 4SD not long after (4SD #16, Kiss and Tell) that several episodes later they still hadn't talked. We know that Marisha perceives Laudna as holding Imogen back (and that Laudna perceives herself as doing so) from the Rose City Q&A. We know that from 4SD #20 (Episode Twenty) that Laura doesn't like conflict in narrative and Marisha does, and that Laura was thrown by Laudna's regression following Ashton's attempt to absorb the shard (4SD #19, Shard Candy).

I don't know if it's deliberate or not; I don't have any extra insight that isn't public knowledge any fan can easily access. But man, it doesn't feel like these are two actors on the same page about what's going on.

I've touched on this before but mostly in tags or whisper posts but I've always felt ill at ease with a number of for lack of a better term "fandom-approved opinions" and one of the ones that has baffled me the most is this idea that Marisha and Laura have exceptional chemistry. I watched Campaign 1 knowing the endgame ships but deliberately avoiding the fandom, and Vex and Keyleth did not even once occur to me as a thing. I watched the first year of Campaign 2 without a ton of fandom interaction because I was avoiding additional C1 spoilers and it seemed crystal clear that the obvious ship was Beau and Yasha; it felt like Beau and Jester only even had enough potential for me to multiship it as my general "whomever Jester picks" for like, 30 episodes. And yet people - people who didn't even ship either of the above ships and in some cases disliked them- would just say "oh man I can't wait until we get to a campaign where we can finally explore Marisha and Laura's incredible chemistry!" and it's like. I feel like I'm the kid in the Emperor's New Clothes on this! I understand that chemistry is to an extent a matter of taste and subjectivity, but it just increasingly feels like people looked at two campaigns of tables where Ashley was frequently absent and said "well, if I want an F/F ship that's between two of the women in the cast, I guess this is what I have to work with" and repeated to themselves that a flat pamplemousse La Croix was a Piña Colada until they started to believe it. I mean if someone wants to explain it to me in good faith I suppose be my guest and I will try to take it in, but it feels like people just treat this as incontrovertible fact and if you doubt it they're like "don't you have eyes" and it's like, well, pretend I don't. Explain like I'm eyeless and five because I have never understood this. They both have more chemistry with every single other cast member; it's not all romantic but man, I didn't even buy Laudna and Imogen as platonic best friends of two years. I have never had this problem with any other pre-existing character relationships Marisha and Laura have played, platonic or otherwise. It's literally just them. I just never feel like they're quite on the same page.

Back to the relationship between Imogen and Laudna onscreen, this was easily the best conversation since the start of the gnarlrock fight, and it is my hope it doesn't fizzle out the way that did. You can't keep kissing Laudna whenever she fears she's lost forever to Delilah, Imogen. Or you can, but that won't fix the problem. Again: are you disgusted? Do you feel betrayed? If you're not, why did you say that? If you are, how will you move past it? Do you want to be with someone who never feels like they're good enough for you? Laudna, do you want to be with someone who, no matter what they say, you feel you're holding back?

Early in the campaign, my feeling was that of our current situation, switched - Imogen felt her powers were a burden and a curse and Laudna kept referring to them and to her glowingly. It's just...ships passing in the night, no pun intended here. I hope it's on purpose and whatever comes from it is a good story - and either a tragedy or a happy story could be a good one. But I have a nagging sensation that Laudna wants out but is afraid to say no, and Imogen is afraid to let go, and I honestly don't know if the actors have realized this impasse and how the characters might resolve it, one way or another, besides the insufficient bandaid of a kiss whenever the conversation gets too uncomfortable.

#answered #minxie-the-sabertooth-kitty #really the mission statement of this blog is I am the kid in the Emperor's New Clothes #also i know i keep relying on food metaphors sorry i really like food and feel it's fairly universally accessible to understand #anyway. i am sure some will not believe me here but I think I and most people who agree with me desperately wish we liked this ship #i do not think most people who dislike it are actively hoping it crashes and burns it's just #it feels so fundamentally disconnected and lifeless. at least the conflict shocks it into something vaguely animated #the vindication i was right about this lack of chemistry is still ultimately a consolation prize. i promise you i'd rather be proven wrong #i'd rather be wowed by a brilliant dynamic ship i didn't expect to like. but here we are.#cr spoilers #long post

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lewisconstellation · 1 year

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kiss it better

summary: you promised to yourself you would never go back to him. the problem is you've never been good at promises.

word count: 5.7k

pairing: lewis x reader

warning: 18+, general smut, angst

notes: english isn't my first language, so there are many mistakes here. i'm so sorry for that :(

You didn't know exactly what you were thinking when you showed up at your ex boyfriend's door.

If someone asked you how you got here, you wouldn't know the answer. When you walked out of the club, slightly drunk and sleepy, all you could think about was Lewis. He seemed to be everywhere, like an omnipresent God who took care of everything, even your thoughts. So, when you noticed, you were already in front of his building, talking to Eddie, the doorman, remembering the route you usually take from the hall to the elevator. It felt like nothing had changed at all. Everything looked the same, except your relationship, that was over now.

When Ashley, one of your best friends, invited you to a nightclub downtown, you promptly declined. You didn't want to party, you didn't have much reason to. You preferred to stay at home, alone, accompanied only by your cozy blankets and Chilean wine, the episodes of House of the Dragon playing on your TV. But you knew your friend, she didn't give up easily. She said you needed to have fun, that the best way to forget your ex was in another man's arms. You decided to obey, you didn't want to be the annoying friend. But intimately, you knew that was a bad idea from the start.

You haven't seen him for two months. Two months since the two of you had ended the relationship you swore would last forever. Two months you missed him, even though you were surrounded by his face and name every place you walked in. Two months that you asked yourself daily what led you to break up. You still haven't found an answer. Neither does he.

People used to say that you were very different. Like opposite stars, moon and sun, you were amazing but you couldn't live together, in the same space.

Secretly, you understood why people said that, after all, they were talking about Lewis Hamilton, seven times world champion, record breaker, the best on and off the track, fantastic in everything he did.

And you? Well, you were just you. Just another ordinary girl, living a normal life. Of course you were successful in your career and very happy in your life out of it but. No fame, no flashes, no world recognition. It wasn't something you craved, though. You liked your life like that, you liked the calm that only anonymity could bring you.

At first, these differences didn’t affect you. You liked them, you felt they made your relationship more interesting, more challenging, stronger. The countless travels, the distance, the comments people made about your relationship. None of that seemed to matter, none of that was an obstacle.

He liked the peace you brought into his life. He liked to be with you and forget he was The Lewis Hamilton. With you, he could just be himself, he didn't have to hide behind the well-built walls of his PR team. He could be a normal person, he could be just another guy in the crowd. And you liked being that person for him. His safe place, his peace.

But at some point - you don't know exactly which - that changed. Everything that seemed to strengthen you became some kind of kryptonite. He constantly complained that you weren't present in his life. That you should attend more GPs, more events, more photoshoots. You, on the other hand, said you were the only one making efforts for your relationship. It was always you who had to go to meet him, it was always you who had to give up your wants so he could achieve his.

You remember the many nights you spent arguing about it. In one of them, right after the Belgian GP, he accused you for not going to the race, for not being there to support him when he needed you most. You felt guilty, but you didn't like the tone he used. Accusatory, inquisitive. You fought back and then you yelled at each other until you no longer knew where the argument had started.

It was always like that. You started arguing for silly reasons and things got worse, until you didn't know what had brought you there anymore. So at some point you just said that you should break up. Lewis agreed, eyes filled with tears, sadness, anger, and so many other feelings you were no longer able to read.

Your relationship was broken, it felt like something that couldn't be fixed. It became toxic, destructive. But just like everything destructive, his love was addictive, you couldn't live without it. His love was like crack to you, a drug, an incurable addiction. Even if you avoided it, you knew that at some point you would meet again.

And you tried to fight it, different ways to avoid it. Blocked him on social media, deleted his number from your cell phone, returned his apartment keys. Cut off all possible forms of contact. You knew you should stay away from him, keep the distance you've built yourself. “The more you run, the closer you got to him”, your friend used to say. Maybe she was right.

A little bit of alcohol in your system was enough to make you forget the anti-Lewis barriers you've patiently built during those months. And there you were, standing at his door, his favorite dress hugging your body, long braids cascading towards your ass, red lipstick on your lips, just how he liked it. It looked like you had planned this, planned to knock on your ex-boyfriend's door at 2AM. You laugh at the thought.

Maybe you should give up. You shouldn't even be there. He could be sleeping or maybe traveling, as he was rarely home. Always on a plane, always in a hotel room. Or he could be with someone else. An instagram model, an actress. Even a singer. Someone just like him, who shared the same joys, same pleasures, same anxieties. Someone that was the opposite of you. Someone perfect for him. It makes a bile rise in your mouth, a shiver runs down your spine. But he was single now. That was none of your business anymore.

You turn your heels, prepare to walk away and forget you were there. But the abrupt noise of the doorknob moving stops you. You hear the door opening and suddenly Lewis is there, right in front of you. Two months later you are occupying the same space, looking at each other. You take a deep breath, ask the gods to keep your feet on the ground, so they don't let your shaky legs fail.

You let your eyes roam over his figure for a few moments. His curly hair was loose, falling freely over his broad shoulders. You liked seeing his hair like this, the honey-colored curls framing his face. You noticed his beard, neatly trimmed on the sides, the hairs in a longer length on his chin. Your eyes drop lower, lingering on his bare abdomen. He seemed to be working out even more regularly, arms stronger, shoulders wider, abs even tighter, pure muscle. The blue sweatpants he's wearing look comfortable on his body, he's cozy on them. You have to learn how to breathe correctly again.

For a few moments you don't know exactly what to say. And neither does he. You are silent, looking at each other as if both of you are scared, waiting to see who would break the silence. He seems to apply.

"What are you doing here? If you've come to call me selfish one more time, I think you’d better leave." You almost laugh when the words leave his lips.

Lewis wasn't the kind of guy who cared about what the others thought about him. He had built a natural defense system against them. But he seemed to have deeply absorbed every word you said to him the night you broke up. When you screamed at the top of your lungs that he was selfish, he felt it. It was painful to hear this from you, the person he loved the most, the person who knew him best. The words stuck in his brain. He'd spent the last few months wondering, pondering if he was a selfish man, if he'd acted selfishly with you.

"How do you know I was here? I didn't knock on the door." You say entering his house. The alcohol that runs through your veins makes you bolder, looser, less shy than usual.

You kick your shoes aside, on the rug that was right next to the door. You know he doesn't like people walking into his house wearing shoes. He didn't want the bad energies that the streets might have to enter his house, his holy temple, his safe space, the place where only those he trusted could stay.

He looks stunned to see you walking into his house like that, so bold. As if nothing had happened, as if nothing had changed. But he doesn't comment on it. He wouldn't admit it out loud, but he was weirdly happy with your presence. He missed you. A sense of loss had hovered over him for the past few months. Your face glued to his mind, your laughter and even your fights tormenting him at times when he shouldn't think about you.

So when you're there, in his apartment, comfortable and barefoot on his carpet, he doesn't know exactly what to do, how to act. But he knows he can't let you go. So he just closes the door, stands at a safe distance from you. Hands back, the typical grandfather's pose. You could tell he was a bit shy.

"I saw you by the cameras”. He points to the big TV in the living room, images of the building's entrance, the elevator and the corridors exposed there. “Eddie told me you were here. I thought he was delirious." You laugh, nod your head, allow yourself to observe his house. The house that was also your refuge for so long, that was the scenario of thousands nights of love you had together. Once again, the sense of familiarity invades your body, leaving traces of nostalgia in your mind.

His living room was still identical to the one you saw when you were last there. A fireplace in the middle of the room, two toffee brown sofas filled with patterned pillows, cozy, just the way he liked it. A sweet scent of vanilla permeated the room, fresh flowers brought a romantic, light air.

If you didn't look closely, you would never suspect that this house belonged to a racing driver. There was nothing there to denounce this, except for the Ayrton Senna painting carefully hanging on the wall. No trophies, none of the many tires he owned for his many poles. He always said that this house was his refuge, that it was the only place where he allowed himself to forget about the tracks and the engines.

Your eyes fell on the large wall of photos he owned. Countless pictures of him with his nephews. Those ones were always your favorites of him. His smile looked more sincere there, more open, white teeth glinting, eyes brighting. A sense of fatherhood that seems to have been born with him. Unconsciously, a smile draws your lips at this sight.

But then, the smile falls from your face. Your pictures with him are still there, adorning the white walls. You and Lewis holding each other on a boat in Italy, him kissing the tip of your nose in the middle of the snow in Canada. A bigger picture of you, smiling wide for him, laughing at some of the bad jokes he always makes. Your heart clenches in your chest. Did he think about you as much as you thought about him?

"Our photos" You say, the words spilling out of your lips before you can think. "They're still here". You point, shock painting your face. Lewis blinks a few times, he looks just as shocked as you are. Eyes wide open, features of a little boy who's been caught doing something he shouldn't.

"Yeah, I" He pauses, lips opening and closing several times, trying to search for the right words. You hadn't asked a question about it, but he wanted to give you an answer, he wanted to justify it. "I didn't have time to get them out of here. You know, I'm hardly home."

He knew that was a lie. He could have asked one of his employees to remove the photos from his house. To get rid of all the traces you left there. Photos, clothes, toothbrushes, thousands of scented candles you always brought. Even your makeup, that was still carefully organized in his bathroom cabinet. He liked coming home and seeing you there, feeling your presence in every little detail of his house. The warmth that only you could give him. Secretly, he kept it all because he was hoping to get you back.

"Now, stop changing the subject." He sees your ruse, of course he would. He knows you better than you know yourself, knows you always change the subject when you don't have an answer to a question. You couldn't dribble it for long. "What are you doing here?" He returns the focus to you. He wanted control back, he didn't like being so vulnerable in front of you. Not now, when you were apart. Two strangers questioning each other.

You pause. Your lips open and close several times, mimicking what Lewis did seconds ago. You think, look for an answer. You should lie, invent something. But then you remember that you suck at it, you remember all the times you tried to throw him a surprise party and failed thanks to your lack of talent for lying.

"I was at the bar, Alisha made me go, she said I needed to have fun, that I should found a man to have casual sex with, that I needed to forget you. I agreed and went to the damn party. And, you want to know? It was the worst decision I ever made." You said, the words rushing out of your mouth, fumbling. He watches you intently, as if he's trying to absorb them. Surprise plastered on his face. Always mesmerized by the way you managed to be so open, so honest with your own feelings in front of him.

"I tried to follow Alisha's advice. I tried looking for a man to fuck with, to finally get over you." Lewis's jaw clenches at your words, jealousy plastered on his face. His mouth opens, he's ready to interrupt you, but you don't let him. "I looked for you everywhere in that damn club. I looked for your haircut, your tattoos, your clothes. Even your fucking smell. No man I talked to seemed interesting enough. Do you know why? Because I didn't find you in any of them"

A weight comes off your back when you finish talking. You were being vulnerable, being real with him. It feels good like that. But the way Lewis looks at you makes you tremble, feel unstable in your own feet. You've known him for many years, you know how to decipher every look, every gesture, every speech. But there, he seems strangely unfamiliar to you.

You expect him to kiss you romantically, tell you he loves you, that he wants you back. Or that he yells at you, another fight, says all the nonsense things he knows he'll regret later. But you weren't expecting silence, blankness. You suddenly feel stupid, mad at yourself for allowing yourself to come here, talk so openly about your feelings to him and receive silence and an indecipherable stare in response.

"So you came all this way for sex? That's it?" He says, after the longest 15 seconds of your whole life, one hand on his chin and a light smirk on his lips.

You laugh after listening to it. You cannot believe this. You didn't know exactly what you expected after practically screaming that he was irreplaceable in your life. But surely you did not expect such a superficial interpretation of his words.

Of course he didn't want to go that deep. He didn't want to believe that you were practically declaring yourself to him. He preferred to stay on the surface. He was always like that, always wanted to protect himself, always wanted to be sure before he played his cards. It was more comfortable that way. Maybe he was right to act like this. It would be easier that way. Nobody would get hurt.

You take a step forward, the thin silk of your dress brushing his bare chest.

"Yes. I came here just for that. Give it to me Lewis. Take me. Show me why I should never have let you go." He takes a deep breath, watches your red lips for a long time. Your face is so close to his that you could see every detail of it, from the small mark on his right eyebrow, to the little moles he had on the upper part of his cheeks.

"I can't.” His voice was unsure. “We shouldn't." He murmurs, but his hands go to your waist, caressing your skin through the fabric.

"Yeah, maybe we shouldn't. But you want it. I know you do. Take me back, Lewis." You whisper against his lips, challenge him in such a way that you know he couldn't hold back anymore. Making sure he would end up succumbing to his sexual desires. "I'm yours." And then he loses everything. Pride, senses, reason. He throws it all up and kisses you, his tongue sucking yours fiercely.

His kiss is something from another planet. Perfect, soft lips smacking yours. Looks like they were created exclusively for kissing. His tongue nimble, exploring every corner of her mouth, dominating. You ask yourself how you lived so long without it.

Your hands go quickly to the sides of his neck, touch his broad shoulders, desperate to feel every inch of his skin again. You let your fingers sail through his silky hair, enjoy the warm feeling of it.

When Lewis' calloused hands grip the back of your neck tightly, you feel your knees go weak, your legs turning to jelly right next to him, dizzy from the overwhelming sensation coursing through your body. You feel adrift, completely surrendered to him, as if it were the first time. God, you’ve missed this.

You tug at his caramel hair, run your nails gently through his scalp, feel his body shudder against yours. He moans against your lips, a sign that he was as surrendered as you were, as vulnerable as you. You take the advantage, let your lips travel down his neck, spread wet kisses there. When you lick his Adam's apple, Lewis seems to wake up from his surge of pleasure, struggling to regain control of the situation.

"Jump" He orders. You readily obey and throw yourself into his arms, your legs wrapping around his waist. He grabs you quickly, strong arms holding your legs.

You knew he worked out a lot, you followed him in countless training sessions, you knew how much he charged himself with it, how focused he was. But his strength always left you surprised, shocked. The ease with which he carried you, as if you were nothing. He presses his lips to yours again, walks with you in his arms to his room, until you're lying in his large bed, the cotton sheets hugging your body.

Lewis wastes no time, his long fingers quickly reach the bar of your dress, play with the fabric. "Did you put this dress on purpose?" He asks, the left eyebrow erected, a bold smile on his lips. You roll your eyes to him, try to look bored.

"You know yes. I'm always thinking of you, even when I'm choosing the fucking my clothes." Your voice sounds ironic, but that was not totally a lie.

"I thought you thought about me when you took them out," he says, surely thinking his joke was genius. The smile on his face even more open makes his nose wrinkle, his eyes become smaller. Your heart squeezes with it.

"Ugh, Lewis, just fuck me" you murmur, turn your head to the side, don't look at him. A muffled laugh leaves your lips, he smiles even more with the sound.

"Always so eager." He says as he pulls the dress out of your body, finally makes you free to him, only your little black panties separates you from nudity.

He knew your body, knew everything about it, every single detail etched into his mind. From the small scar you had on your stomach to the stretch marks on the flash of your ass, the ones that had bothered you all your life and that he insisted on kissing every time, softest hands every time they passed there. Even with all this knowledge, he didn't get tired of looking, didn't get tired of appreciating your body as if it were the first time. He wanted to make you feel desired, the most beautiful and loved woman in the world every single time.

"You're perfect, baby." He murmurs against the skin of your shoulder, leaves wet kisses there. His lips run over your body, tongue and teeth marking your skin, so you never forgot who you belonged to. You feel your body tingle, your cheeks heat with pleasure. Suddenly, the weather feels warmer, your body temperature has probably risen ten degrees. "The most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

Your heart raced in your chest as his tattooed hands cupped the whole volume of your breasts, sending electric shocks through every nerve ending in your body. He massages them slowly, your nipples hardening with arousal. You can feel the thin material of your panties soaking more and more, every little touch of it setting you on fire. Your eyelids were fluttering, making it hard to see how much you were being pressed against every hard, bulging plane in Lewis's chest.

It doesn't take long for his lips to make contact with the soft skin of your breasts. Tongue and teeth working your sensible nipples, wet kisses and gentle bites. You feel like you're going to melt every time he licks it, moans his name shamelessly, tries to touch his arms and shoulders all at the same time. Wanting to make the most of him you can, the weight of uncertainty leaves you in a hurry, almost desperate to take all he has to offer.

“You came here because you knew other men could never make you feel like this, huh?” You almost laugh when Lewis says that. Of course no other man could make you fall apart with just a few touches, no man could make you so comfortable, so shameless, so in love. You wanted to shout it out to him, you wanted to make him understand it, to engrave it in his mind in big letters. But you don't have the strength to speak at that moment, not when he's tasting you, when he's touching you like this. So you moan his name again, whimper swear words, and pray he understands.

His kisses go down your body, leaving a trail of fire where his full lips pass. He dispenses thousands of them in your belly, patiently, as if he has all the time in the world. When he finally gets there, you sigh in relief, feel your body convulse, burn in anticipation of his next moves.

His teeth crawl along the side of her hip, right where the fabric of her panties rests. He takes the cloth between his teeth, removes it from your body so fast and so agile that before you know it, you're already completely naked to him, your swollen, wet lips on sight, big hands holding your legs apart, your knees almost touching your ears.

"Fuck, look at this" He says, almost to himself, mesmerized by the sight of your fat pussy, dripping with arousal, wetting the white sheets. A sign of how much you wanted him, how much you needed him. “So fucking perfect” He says, rusky voice before bending down completely, staring at your needy cunt before finally touching it with his lips.

His tongue is agile, experienced as it snakes its way between your needy folds, from the soaked entrance to the swollen clit, over and over, tirelessly. You feel your juices dripping onto the white sheets, a testament to how aroused you were.

When his tongue swirls around your needy bud, you feel your body bubbling as it has never been before, trembling between his fingers, his name falling from your lips like a prayer, reverent, repetitive. How did you ever think you could live without feeling this?

His licks made your fingers curl with need, muscles loosen and mind wandered through the air. Your quiet moans and the soft sound of Lewis' mouth working on your wet folds ranging in the silence of the room, so obscene and intimate at the same time.

Your body was humming, as if every cell had been administered with sweet pleasure. It all multiplied when two his thick fingers stretched your middle, rough and fast, the same rhythm of his tongue on your clit.

It's enough for you to come, body shuddering, back arched into the mattress, legs closing around his face, choking, trying to keep him there and pushing him away at the same time, pleasure invading every vertebra in your body. A deep scream comes from your throat, hoarse, broken, loud enough to echo through the building for the neighbors to hear.

Your orgasm is mind-blowing, destroyer, the kind of peak that consumes your brain, leaving you unable to think about anything other than the sensations Lewis causes in you.

Suddenly Lewis' heavy body is on top of you again, lips pressed to yours, your tongue licking your own taste through him. Everything is divine, hypnotic, abrasive, from his strong muscles pressing into you, to his erection against your thighs, a testament to just how aroused he was. For you, only you.

When his face moves the slightest bit away from yours, his eyes focus on you, hands on your cheeks, thumb caressing warm skin, endless circles being drawn.

"You are so, so beautiful". He whispers in a deep way, like a secret he wants to share only with you. You kiss him again, try to express all of your emotion, your feelings through the act and hope he understands.

Your desperate hands find the waistband of his sweatpants, pulling the fabric down without blinking, in a hurry, eager for him. Lewis is naked, no underwear under his sweatpants. Such a whore, you think, a smirk is shared between the two of you before the driver pulls away and removes his pants properly.

In the darkness of his room, Lewis's naked body glistens, bright and reflecting against your eyes, strong shoulders and muscular legs, delicate traces of the tattoos. Perfect.

His cock rises proudly against the soft skin of his lower abdomen. The long length, dark shaft, a long, bulging vein running from the base to the tip. You have to control yourself not to get down on your knees in front of him and ask him to fuck your mouth hard, make you choke on the length, just the way he likes it.

Everything happens too fast. You crawl nimbly across the sheets until you reach the edge of the bed, right in front of him, your eyes focusing directly on his manhood, hungrily.

"Baby, you don’t -" Lewis tries to stop you, but is interrupted when you spit into your own hand and bring it up to his length, stroking it gently, up and down, spreading your saliva all over his skin, wetting, preparing him. for you.

"Just making sure it will fit" you say, eyes locked on his as your fingertip circles the swollen shaft, making him groan.

He needs to interrupt you, or he's going to come too soon. Lewis manages your body easily, pins you to the mattress with his own body, his cock hovering at your wet, dripping entrance. With a strong thrust, he fully enters your soaked pussy, stretching you deliciously. The fit was perfect, as if he had been created especially for you and you for him. You felt completely full, totally fulfilled.

"Fuck, baby" Lewis murmurs against your ear when he's fully inside you. "So tight for me."

The feeling is indescribable, as always. The air left your body, for a few moments you can't even breathe. All you can do is enjoy the overwhelming sensation that washes over you. The emotions Lewis aroused in you were inexplicable, unbeatable, nothing in the world could compare to that.

You were a grown woman, it's obvious you'd experienced pleasure in other men before, but nothing was as intense as it was. It was always mind-blowing, a connection so true, so deep, so meaningful that you were sure you could live 100 lives, but you would never find something like that.

He stay still for a long time, just enjoying the sensation of being inside of you again. Feels like being home after a long time traveling, and nothing in the world can beat it. When he starts to move, hips moving back and forth rhythmically, slow and deep in your heat, you feel your eyes water, pleasure tears falling down your face. It's as if your bodies know each other and are unfamiliar. The familiar and nostalgic feeling permeated by new things, new touches. As if it was the first time. You don't want it to ever end, you want to live it forever, feel it until your last day on earth.

You feel desperate to touch him as much as you can, the aching longing and the need to engrave every curve, every tattoo, every texture all over again, even if you haven't completely forgotten about it. You doubted you would ever make it.

Your hands touch the broad, well-spotted shoulders of your lover. Nails scrape across his broad back, right in the middle of the cross tattooed on his skin, leaving marks there. Your lips trail down his neck, wet kisses, soft bites. You want to taste all of it.

You don't know exactly where you got the strength from, but you managed to reverse the positions, Lewis below you now, your legs on either side of his hips.

Maybe he was so intoxicated with pleasure that he didn't even notice his movement, he became weakened, distracted. Or maybe he made it easy for you. He didn't come out easily, but you knew he enjoyed being submissive to you, loved it when you took charge, loved seeing you feel powerful, unshakable on top of him.

You start by slowly rolling your hips, feeling the texture of him intimately. But after a while you can't contain yourself anymore, start bouncing hard along his length, up and down, non-stop. He felt deeper this way, the tip of him touching deep points inside of you, over and over in that place that makes you whimper, moan his name.

His hands rest on your ass, slapping it hard or squeezing the flesh between his fingers, trying to show that he was still in control. You lean over him, one of his hands hovering over his chin and by the look in his eyes he knew what you wanted. Lewis opens his mouth eagerly and you quickly spit there. He swallows gracefully before you pull him in for a fiery kiss.

You can feel your juices dripping onto Lewis' thick thighs, the incessant thud of your body slamming against his, the moans echoing from your lover's full lips, it was all driving you crazy, intoxicated. It was all too much, too overwhelming.

Lewis suddenly stops his desperate motions, his strong arms encircling you completely, one of them running down your back to your ass and the other gripping the back of your neck, completely paralyzing you. You don't understand, start squeezing your pussy incessantly around his cock, show how desperate for his next moves you are.

"Baby, you're not making it easy for me." He murmurs against your ear, leaves a kiss on your cheek. He was on edge, his cock throbbing relentlessly, a sign that he was close. But he didn't want to come now, he wanted to hold on as long as possible, make the moment last. He wanted you to come first, to come undone in his arms, and just then he would fuck you through it, prolong your pleasure. Only then did he want to come. You were his priority, always.

Then, after he's been parked for a while in your deep spot, he starts moving his hips up, slow and deep, just like you liked.

"That pussy" He says through gritted teeth, his hand squeezing the flesh of your ass hard. You close your eyes, feel your orgasm closer than ever. "Feels so fucking good. It's going to be the death of me."

An incredible strong, overwhelming knot slowly formed deep in your stomach, and each brush of Lewis' cook tightened it more, and then, after a few more thrusts, the knot came undone and your orgasm flowed through your body like waves, crashing in the sands. You let out a long breath as he maintained your orgasm with what it felt like a touch of pity.

He explodes in your pussy right after, jets of his hot cum painting your heat. You make a point of squeezing his dick, milk him until every drop is secure inside of you. You feel like you can touch the sky, the satisfaction of giving him the pinnacle of pleasure was priceless, it made you feel special, powerful.

His body falls against the mattress, taking you with him. Your head against his chest, his peaceful heartbeat against your cheek. Lewis keeps his eyes closed, breathing hard, his broad shoulders rising and falling slowly. You want to feel this peace, this tranquility forever, you want to remember it like this, so relaxed, so full of pleasure. And the best part was that you had caused it, you had been responsible for making him feel so good.

"I love you" The words suddenly fall from his lips, easily, out loud, as if it was something normal, usual between you. As if you’ve never broken up.

#lewis hamilton x you #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton smut #lewis hamilton one shot #lewis hamilton imagine #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 imagine

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We can have Andrew and Ashley (separately) dating reader who is a singer/guitarist in a Punk rock band, who has a somewhat cynical, indifferent personality but is quite kind when you get to know her.

But there is a problem, she is possessed by a demon and needs to kill or drink human blood to survive (just like that movie Jennifer Body feat. Megan Fox)

Possession from Within

Pairing(s): Andrew Graves x Reader, Ashley Graves x Reader

Note: I didn’t exactly know where to go with this, but I hope this is what you wanted. I also didn’t go into as much detail or story with Ashley’s part, and I decided to take a different route with her. Sorry if this isn't what you meant. NOT PROOFREAD

Andrew

If the saying one person fell first but the other fell harder is true, then that would definitely apply to Andrew Graves.

He first saw you when he escaped the apartment with his sister Ashley. You were playing down the street with the rest of your band.

As you seemingly looked through the crowd on stage, your eyes met his. You could call it love at first sight, for him at least.

While Ashley was dozing off on the bus, he snuck his way out to see you again. You were backstage, along with the rest of the band, just finished with your performance when you saw him.

He introduced himself and complimented your performance. He then asked if you would like to go out to a cafe together before you headed home. You looked at him up and down, almost in a judging way, but nonetheless you agreed.

That was about a month ago, now you and Andrew were a couple. At first you came off as a very cynical person, but as days passed he got to see you under a new light. He fell first, you fell harder.

You guys spent countless days and nights together, for you invited him along with his sister to come and live with you. While Andrew was excited, Ashley wasn’t too thrilled.

She didn’t like you. Not just because you were taking all her brother's attention and time away, but it was something more. There was something off about you.

And she was right. From a young age, you had been possessed by a demon. It’s the reason why you're living on your own, away from your parents. The demon hasn’t fully taken over, at least not yet. But it certainly had its moments where it did.

Ever since that day, it changed your life. You were no longer able to eat regular food without throwing up. That’s why in the middle of the night when everyone is asleep, you snuck out only to kill and drink the blood of other humans.

That all changed when you met Andrew, sort of. While he didn’t know of the possession, he did always calm down the demonic side. However, you could tell that the demon wasn’t going to give up so easily. In fact it seemed to thrive more when you were around Andrew. Almost like it could tell what he has done in the past, not that you knew any of it. And he intended to keep it that way. You both intended to keep your pasts a secret.

Thai was not so easy. As the days turned to weeks Ashley became all the more suspicious. And since her brother was too blinded by love to see that something was wrong, she decided to take measures into her own hands. One night she pretended to be asleep, and after you left, she woke up her brother.

“Andy! Come on, there’s something you got to witness.”

While Andrew wasn’t too thrilled to be awake at such an ungodly hour, if it was about you, then he didn’t mind.

Shortly after he and Ashley found you in an alleyway. You were hunched over a dead body, and the second they took a step closer, you noticed their presence.

He took a moment to look at you, your pupils were dilated into slits and were really small, almost invisible to the naked eye, leaving your eyes white.

It was then he realized that you were possessed. Without thinking he rushed over to you, pulling you into a hug, ignoring the way you thrashed around in his hold. He spoke, his voice gentle as he looked over at his sister.

Ashley, seemingly knowing what to do, pulled out the trinket that she got back in the apartment.

“Mr. Demon! I am offering you something. This time take this demon away from my brother’s girlfriend!”

It was then that the whole area was black and red. The demon appeared just as quickly as it disappeared.

It worked.

When you awoke, Andrew simply pulled you into a tight embrace you started to tear up.

“Everything is alright,” he spoke and you knew that it would be.

Ashley

When she met you it had also been recently after they escaped from the apartment. When she saw you she thought you were beautiful, even with the punk looking appearance.

She demanded to her brother that they go and see you.

After having gotten the chance to speak with you, she was surprised by the attitude you gave her. But nonetheless she kept trying to speak to you.

After some time, she was finally able to break down the facade that you put up.

Underneath that tough exterior lied a kind and thoughtful person. Maybe that’s why she asked you to be a couple.

While she thought she had figured you out, you threw in a twist.

You see, you had been possessed by the very demon that she had been offering souls too.

It was no wonder why whenever she called out to the demon, she would only be met with silence.

But this demon possession took its toll on you. It forced you to go out “hunting” every night, killing and eating human flesh and drinking human blood.

You didn’t know what to do. So, you went to your girlfriend Ashley.

By the look on her face, you could tell that she was surprised and seemed extremely pissed off that you were targeted by the demon that she originally summoned. Luckily she had the grimoire still tucked away with her. She found exactly the ritual she was looking for, and with the help of her brother, she set it up.

However, right as she started the ritual, the demon started to take over. You were thrashing around, with your head banging against the floorboards. While worried for your sake, she could only continue the ritual, eyes however tearing up at the sight of your pain.

When the ritual was over, you became silent.

She rushed over to you, and started rambling about how she was so worried for you and how she was sorry that you had to go through all that.

You put your finger to her lips, successfully silencing her.

“Don’t worry, I’m okay now.” you softly spoke, “I’m okay.”

#the coffin of andy and leyley #tcoaal #andy and leyley #andrew x reader #andrew graves x reader #andrew and ashley #andrew graves #leyley graves #ashley graves #x reader #fanfiction #fanfic

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The Mighty Nein: Echoes of the Solstice (Live Show from Mo-fucking WEMBLEY!)

Ah, a hype man ... okay then ...

My ... he's quite salty really, isn't he?

"All the bar staff are like: What team is this? I don't know, but none of them make eye-contact."

He's got a point, we are better at swearing ...

"In this country, the sentence: I twatted the twat in the twat ... makes perfect grammatical sense!"

Ah yes, the first ĺive show since the Pandemic ...

Oh, here we go ...

Fuck me, look at that FUCKING CROWD ... O.O

Ye gods, Ashley what the fuck are you doing to us AGAIN?!!! Bloody hell ... then Liam ... and Taliesin? Look at that SWAG!!! MARISHA!!! Incredible ... Laura! Wow ... that's like ... AND Travis ... basically Jester and Fjord in the flesh ... just a shame Laura's not blue ...

And then we we have SAM FUCKING RIEGEL ... never misses an opportunity, does he?

Matt's going nuts and I don't blame him ...

Ah yes ... what fresh hell is Riegel gonna unleash upon us THIS TIME? The audience are ahead of us already ... oh gods ... no, you really AREN'T Freddie Mercury, mate ...

Bloody hell ... that actually WORKED ... I'm extremely surprised ...

Ashley has an announcement? Blimey ... no wonder she's a little nervous ... oh, but she's getting into it already ... Nice ... and yeah, Crit Role Red Nose Day, always fun ...

Cosplayer nod! Nice! Liam: "Oh man, so many Sprinkles!"

Yay! Animated intro WITH AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION!!!

Liam: "I've had this dream!" Matt: "Thank you all so much for the trauma!"

Recap! Nice!

Oh, so they WERE just Shunted, then? Okay, so what happened then?

So we're about to find out ... where are they? Shush, sound effects problems! Blightshore? Intriguing ...

Ah, so he CAN talk ... Caleb: "It's been a while." No shit, mate!

Oh, so the magical disruption has knackered the collar too ... batter that thing off, Beau! "You know, your wife has shaved me with a greatsword, this should not be too challenging for you." Oh, NOW he's rethinking this plan? Minor Alchemy?

Sam: "No, I want her to punch you!" Liam (as Caleb): "I'm sitting right next to her, it's going to happen!"

Oh crap ... Matt, what are you saying? What the fuck is THAT shit supposed to mean?

Ah, Imogen ... Beau: "She was kind of cute." Caleb: "Don't cross the streams!"

SNAP!!! Thankfully collar not neck, at least ...

Yes! Get her to Yasha! Go! With Caduceus? Awesome ...

Hey! The Blooming Grove! They made it ... oh, this is PRETTY!!! Calliope! Awwwwww ...

BABYYYYYYYYY!!! :3 Ashley: "I touch her everywhere, make sure she's fine! Well ... maybe not EVERYWHERE ..." Caleb: "I've seen them like this when they've been apart for a few hours."

CADUCEUS!!! Yeah, boy!

Ooh! Munchies!

New armour? Sweet ... the "Oh no, I have to leave in a hurry kit"? Intriguing ...

Dream Beau can be an asshole, apparently ... Beau: "But if you felt like exploring, maybe ..." Yasha: "Oh, I didn't know that was on the table!"

Oh yeah, Veth has, like, PRIORITIES now ...

Beau's accidental kleptomania ... XD

A splinter from the Nein Heroes? Intriguing ... and they're on the ship! Yay ... docked? Oh, hey, Nicodranas! Sweet!

Good lord, what are they doing? Matt: "How did we start this so horny?"

REUNION!!! Yay!

Jester's been getting headaches from her Sending ... yeah, that's right, makes sense ...

Perception check? Oh, first roll ... Travis: "Nine!" The crowd cheers! Of course they do ...

ALL of the Assembly ... yeah ... Trent Ikithon, of course, I thought so ...

Yeah, get Veth! Yay ...

Weird dead seabeast? What is that shit?

Matt: "Interrupt MY story, why don't you?"

A Message to the Ruby ... and she has to roll a D100? Nuts ... 48? 14 points of Psychic damage? Oof ...

Yes, she COULD heal herself, but it's par for thd course, really ...

Blud! Hi!

Spooked seabeasts ... hmmm ...

The Brenatto residence ... here we go ...

VETH!!! Yay!

Veth: "The world has been turned upside down!" Beau: "What's wrong?" Veth: "I HAVE A FUCKING TEENAGER!!!"

Luc wants to be an adventurer? Of course he does ... yeah ... how old IS he? Veth: "Whatever feels right!"

Veth: "To be fair, I was drunk for most of his childhood." XD

So what's the plan?

Oh, Scrying? Yeah, try it!

I love how Jester's being do sweet about Ludinus, it's hilarious ... oh, NOW she gets it? Jester: "He's a douche, I hate him!" Yeah ...

Here we go then, go Jester ... Travis: "That's right, use the 5th Level, nothing can possibly go wrong ..."

Jester has a DICK COLLECTION now? LOL

Reminding Jester who Trent is ...

Oh hey, here's Artigan! Nice! Oh ... how rude!

Caduceus: "We're not big problem people." Jester: "Are you saying we're NOT going to push the Moon back into the sky?"

Oh wait ... is Veth NOT coming?

Jester: "Um ... the Lavish Chateau is NOT a whorehouse." Veth: "A speakeasy with benefits?"

Luc? Hi! Wow ... he's an EMO TEEN now? Interesting ...

Veth making fun of Fjord being the weakest of the Nein ...

UNCLE Caleb ... :3

Jester! DO NOT give Luc a tattoo!

Wow ... Veth REALLY IS bowing out ... that's so sad ...

Veth makes Jester take another 8 points of Psychic damage ... XD

Wow ... AWKWARD goodbye ...

To the Cobalt Soul in Rexxentrum? Okay ...

Everybody runs into the circle ... wait ... WHST THE FUCK?!!!

Luc? Seriously? Wow ... he even has a Character Sheet! He's do cute ... :3

Here we are, then ... and they've just realised they're not alone ...

Sam's doing an emo teen voice now ... I love it ... this is gonna be SO MUCH FUN ...

Are we EVER gonna learn howold he is?

Yasha: "Hit me!" Seriously?

Oh, so we're doing this ... and she CATCHES his punch ... of course she does. Adorable ...

And now he's in a huff ...

And now he's gonna try and hex Beau instead ... this really is getting funny now ... Beau: "I'll cover my eyes to make it more fair." XD

Ah ... Caleb gives him THE TALKING TO ...

Wow ... he's really good at THIS ... oh, totally working the heartstrings, definitely ...

Oh wow ... they're coming around ... oh, so they're giving CAD the deciding vote? This'll be interesting ... and he makes a good point.

Ground rules from Caleb ... as it should be ...

Caduceus casts Death Ward on Luc just to be safe ... Nice one, mate.

Ovedo? Okay ... apparently things are chaotic ... oh, this doesn't sound good ...

Matt once again using the feedback constructively ...

Ah, teenage bravado ...

Volither ... hmm, nice hair.

Aggy? Who's that?

Dark tunnel? Okay ... no, DEFINITELY not Luc in the lead ... an extra luck roll for him? Nice one, Caleb!

Oh shit ... the magic seals are DEAD. Not a good sign ...

Crap ... what the hell is THIS shit? Oh, that's fucking CREEPY ... scary monster monologue ...

Beau just closes the door on whatever the fuck THAT was ...

Oh, it's still going? He does love to go on and on ...

Hello who's this?

Wait ... a guest? Oh shit! It's Daniel! You sneaky bastard ...

A dwarf? Intriguing ... a blue kilt? Even more so ... and WINE? Hmmmm ... a bit tipsy, apparently ...

Whoa ... he bested Beau? Wow ... and then he offers her a DRINK ... of course she accepts. XD

Aggy: "Is that a little boy?" Luc: "I don't trust this guy, he looks over 30."

Luc: "Hey! Don't insult me and then explain it to me!"

Yes, Matthew, what HAS HE found?

"Unattended baggage" ... SNORT ...

See Invisibility ... oh, hello, Star Razor ...

Eldritch Blast! Yay!

Aggy HEADBUTTS the wall Fjord just attacked ... wow, and he just NUTTED a dozen open. Cute ...

Constitution check? 9? Oh, and what does THIS mean? Oh dear ...

He thinks Caduceus is a horse ... I love that ...

Daniel: "I look like a very small, short John Wick, by the way." XD

Aggy just walks RIGHT IN ... and now there's more illusory nonsense ... wait ... the Shadowhand? Ooooh ...

Ah, so ... going down, then? Hmmm ...

Oh dear, this doesn't look too good ... what now, then?

Wow .. clearly Aggy is NOT particularly bright ...

Whoops? Holy shit ... Nice dodge! He's now tumbling down the stairs and FLASHING EVERYBODY ... oh dear, what now? Another dexterity roll? NAT20!!! Nice ... he is UNSCATHED ...

Daniel: "I am just sucking the Dice Gods' dick!"

He is almost ACCIDENTALLY good at this ... oh, here we go ... CRITICAL FAIL!!! Finally ...

Oh dear, what has he gotten into now? 76 points of Force Damage? Holy fuck ... is Aggy DEAD ALREADY?!!! Fuck ... a DISINTEGRATION TRAP?!!! Shit ... so that's it? Aggy is DUST ...

Farewell, Daniel ...

Oh yes, that's right, technically he IS an Admiral ... Admiral Tusktooth. Nice ...

DO NOT let Luc check for traps ... oh yeah! Mage Hand ... and Jester Guides him too ... :3

Wow ... that's a lot of traps ...

Another magic mouth ... for the gods' sake ... he's so full of himself ...

Another door? Okay ... check for traps again ... and ANOTHER mouth ... even MATT is now acknowledging that Trent is full of himself ...

Oh you ARSEHOLE ... not cool to taunt Caleb like that ...

Ah yes, the Tower? Sweet ... yes, rest.

The Aeorian Security Cannon ... and a FLUFFERNUTTER?!!! Holy fuck ...

True Seeing ... oh dear ... now Caduceus has Beau tripping balls again ... fuck, a Nat20 for a full 27 perception ... sweet fuck ...

Athtiri Menthal ... huh?

Beau has a +16 to her Arcana? Fucking hell ...

Ashley once again Stop It-ing Sam when he sneezes. VERY LOUDLY this time, too ...

They're fighting Trent AND a thing, or Trent AS a thing ... lovely ...

Okay, so rest and regrouping, then ... back to Caleb's tower, then head out in the morning ...

Mahogany? Hmmm ... certain dirty minds, I swear ...

Okay, then ... and time for a break! Well then ...

Aaaaaah ... Welcome To Wildemount returns ... always fun ...

And we're back ... Heroes' Feast! Nice ...

Caleb has a personal talk with Luc, and gives him his Luck stone? Wow ... oh fuck, WISH?!!! Seriously? 5th Level Simulacrum ... so he's now CLONED himself ...

Yasha: "Whoa! There's no riding going on! Except on me ..."

"Beth"? Hmmmm ... typical teenage boy, clearly ...

Beau and Yasha and AT IT ... of course they do. And Fjord and Jester. Liam: "No-one more competitive than Laura Bailey."

Good night's rest ...

Beau finds TWO Calebs TWICE as insufferable ...

Luc chugs the weird Potion ... oh boy, what's this shit gonna do? Oh crap ...

Whoa ... wait, what ... oh no ... extra confidence? Oh that's not good ... crap ... Luc is DEFINITELY gonna be even more reckless now ...

Death Wards on both Luc AND Fjord, then ...

Crown of Stars? Crazy ...

Caleb 2 is now a sabertooth cat ... of course ...

And so now Caleb has come home ... group stealth check! Blessing of the Trickster to Yasha? And she doesn't even need it ... but Beau TANKS it ... at least everybody else rolls spectacular ...

Now what?

Ring of Telepathy ... and Trent is still insufferable ... and fucking NASTY with it too ...

This is just gonna be a fucking RECKONING ...

No ... Caleb, DO NOT say your fucking goodbyes right now ...

Assault of memories ... ouch ... this is just CRUEL ...

Two undead presences? Oh you fucking evil bastard ...

Jester goes in with Caleb ... Beau and Yasha go round back ...

"Uncle Deuce" ... Caduceus: "Oh, I'd forgotten about that ..."

The bastard REALLY HAS brought Caleb's parents back ... that's fucking monstrous ...

Insight check ... oh yeah, they're not right, definitely ...

Jester just goes STRAIGHT to Turn Undead ... and they BOTH fail? Fuck ... that's effective, at least ...

I'm sorry ... the house just EXPLODES?!!! Fuck ...

34 points of Fire damage? Oh wait ... no, Fjord has some protection! Nice ... just 17, then. Same for Jester, too ...

Well, they're definitely NOT his parents anymore ...

BATTLEMAP!!! YAY!!! Cue Sam's plug for Wizzkids ...

And ROLL FOR INITIATIVE!!!

Jester Invokes Duplicity! :3 Awwwww ... tiny voice Laura doing the Jester voice is adorable as she directs Matt ...

She attacks Trent with her Spiritual Weapon and HITS!!! Nice ... but it just MISSES him? WHAT?!!! Meanwhile while the duplicates scatter, she bolts out the door ...

Yasha Rages and bamfs out her wings for Radiant Soul! Nice ... charging in to get ready for attack next turn ...

Beau POWERWALKS inside ... and attacks Trent from behind ... but the punch does NOTHING?!!! Seriously, what the hell?

She attacks the dad ghoul instead ... POP POP!!! But it resists the Stun ... Flurry of BLOWS, then ... and Patient Defense.

A METEOR SWARM?!!! Seriously?

And that is just OUCH all round ... crap ... thank fuck for saves for most ... Caduceus takes THE FULL DAMAGE ... and so does Luc? Crap ... but he has Evasion? Oh, so just half, then ...

Fjord casts Hexblade's Curse on Trent, then throws FOUR Eldritch Blasts ... a miss on Trent, first misses on the dead dad, but the other 2 HIT!!! Boof-boof!

The undead back off but Beau gets an Attack of Opportunity ... daddy is FUCKED UP ...

Mind of Mercury? Nice, Beau! And she gets the first HDYWTDT! On the dad ... oh dear ... well, it's a mercy, really ...

Rapid Cast of Chain Lightning from Trent ... oh no, Caleb just Counterspells ... but he can't actually see him, so it misses? Ow ...

Shit ... Caleb is DOWN ...

Caleb 2 turns into a T-Rex! Okay then!

Death Save 1 fails? Oof ...

Luc casts See Invisibility ... Trent is ACTUALLY hiding behind the tree ... Laura: "Like a little bitch!"

Caduceus casts Mass Heal ... 100 each? Holy fuck ... that is all round a SWEET FUCKING SAVE!!!

Jester runs to find Trent ... Fortune's Favour? Nice ... something that doesn't need line of sight? So she just casts Anti-Magic Field his magic! Nice ... that's it, he's now REVEALED!!!

Yasha charges in best she can ... but she can't attack now ... crap ... so she just casts Zealous Presence and YELLS in his face while flowering everybody else ...

Beau charges in too and just SWINGS for him with her staff ... and TANKS the attack roll! Okay ... second strike ... Fortune's Favour! Oof ... Flurry of Blows! FINALLY hits ... 14 damage plus Stunning Strike ... but he shrugs it off ... then 17 and another Stunning Strike ... but he uses Legendary Resistance even though he Crit Fails ... Extract Aspects ... he's resistant to ALL magic? Interesting ...

Fuck, is he running? What is this thing? An artifact ... oh shit, is he changing? What's he doing?

Sam: "Guys, we're fighting Trent Ikithon in Wembley Stadium!"

Everybody's blasted back ...

An orb of black shadow is just growing ... and now he's just a great horrible black shadow creature ...

Whoa ... a SECOND Battlemap? Fuck ...

It's the whole town ... Trent is a FUCKING KAIJU!!! He's suckimg the life out of people and stuff ...

Hexblade's Curse! Go, Fjord!

Caleb stays prone, jnstead turns into Gelidon the Nightmare in Ivory? Whoa ... and Matt has the miniature ready! Wow ...

Caleb 2 charges in with Luc still on his Dino back ... but they keep a safe enough distance ...

Luc casts Enlarge on the T-Rex! Fuck ... Matt doesn't have a larger model for THAT ... Godzilla is now loose in the streets!

It attacks Fjord with a tendril ... Liam: "Keep your hentai out of this!"

Caduceus runs to Yasha ... Holy Weapon to her, so she has boosts to all her weaponry! Nice ...

Jester casts Gate to pull Artigan through in front of the creature. SHIT!!! And he is suitably SHOCKED by what she's got him into!

Arty casts Chain Lightning on it ... 38 points of lightning damage! Nice ...

Yasha charges in and attacks! Lots of damage maths, apparently ... 101 points of damage in ONE FUCKING HIT!!! The crowd goes wild! She attacks again! Another hit! 59 points this time! Bloody hell ...

Beau rushes in znd attacks ... Nat20! Yeah! And another hit! 19 damage, then 16! Flurry of Blows ... 20 misses? Oof ... Debilitating Damage? Oh, okay ... and now it's vulnerable to Ice Damage? Nice, Beau!

Oh fuck ... EVERYBODY takes 31 points of Necrotic damage? Ouch ... now it concentrates on Yasha ... Ire of Oblivion? Oof ... a Nat20 save? So she only takes 70 damage? Oh great ...

There's a weak spot? Okay then ...

Even Sentinel with a Nat20 doesn't stop it? Crap ...

Fjord takes 2 swipes with the Star Razor ... both hit! 42 points of damage, snd a Divine Smite for an extra 16! Nice ...

It responds with a Void Claw ... Fjord just hits the brakes and it just MISSES him ... phew!

Caleb just brings his whole dragon mass down on it and vomits ice into its face! 77 points of Ice Damage! Nice ... and he has a Frightening Presence? Okay then ...

Caleb 2-zilla bites the thing's arse ... no joy! Claw strike! Hits! 21 points, then 14!

Luc looks for the egg ... he casts Brenatto's Voltaic Bolt, then shoots the gun into the egg! 26 points of damage to the artifact! Okay ... that looks to be the sweet spot!

Caduceus prays to the Wildmother, makes the creature's ichor turn into ice ... now he can see through it to find out how it works ... he pulls out Yasha's Holy Weapon and inflicts 26 points of Radiant damage on the creature! Cool ...

Jester teams up with Arty to hold her spell with him ... Guiding Bolt with his Enhancement ... balls ... shit roll spoils the shot ... crap ...

Yasha flies up and goes RIGHT for the egg ... and misses! Agh! Reckless! Go again! Another miss! FUCK!!! Oh Fortune's Favour! Okay ... balls! That was ALMOST awesome ...

Beau RUNS UP the creature! Holy shit ... she tries go reach into the chest snd tear the egg free ... strength check! Marisha: "WITNESS ME!!! NATURAL 20!!!" The crowd EXPLODES!!!

Matt: "Beauregard Lionett, how do you want do this?" AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!

She tears the egg free, which pulls Trent into it, throws it into Caleb's mouth, and he BITES IT TO FUCK!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!

Caleb has his vengeance at long last ... the survivors of the town applaud (as does the crowd). Nice ...

Jester congratulates Arty for saving the day ... oh flattery ... he gushes in response ... then she drags him into helping with the clean-up ...

The Calebs return to normal, Caleb sends what's left of the egg into some kind of nether realm. Then they big Luc up a bit, while still zlso grounding him.

Fuck ... Fjord just PROPOSED TO JESTER!!! AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! Matt: "You motherfucker!" Jester OF COURSE accepts ...

Caleb's cats prepare a feast for all, and there is celebration, but only a small victory against the larger backdrop of CHAOS from the Apogee Solstice ...

And that's it! Everybody takes a bow!

Well, this was a whole hell of a lot more epic than usual ... but altogether just the AWESOME reunion we wanted. I just hope it won't be the LAST time ...

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galaxyzone · 3 months

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Unpopular SMG opinions

Screw it, here are my unpopular SMG opinions :)

I hate that I have to say this but please do not attack me for any of these, they are just my personal opinions & thoughts

Warning: opinions different from most people's (also they're not in any particular order, I just kinda threw them together lol)

Man of Medan is my favorite DPA game and I will NOT change my mind, it deserves way more love and appreciation and respect. It genuinely has the best variability and replayability (maybe even more so than UD & maybe even TQ tbh)

House of Ashes is my least favorite SMG game and I struggle to understand why a game so problematic is so loved

I liked Little Hope's twist ending lol. I know it's controversial, but to me, it gave the game so much more emotional weight and I personally love things that make me sad lol, so I liked it. I also think it provides so many themes & motifs, some great symbolism, and really good messages

I'm a big Emily/Matt shipper. I know they have problems but I love both of them and they have so many cute moments in the bonus chapter especially and I just want them to go to couple's therapy to work on said issues bc I love them

I'm also a big Conrad/Fliss shipper. This ship isn't necessarily hated by popular opinion, but it is very overlooked. Once again, I just love them both and I think they could actually work post-game and I simply adore their dynamic

Matt is my favorite male character, Conrad is my second favorite male, and Jacob is my third favorite male. All 3 guys are criminally underrated (and overhated in Conrad's & Jacob's cases) and I love them all

Emily is my favorite female character, Fliss is my second favorite female, and Emma is my third favorite female. Emily & Emma are so unfairly hated- they deserve so much love & appreciation. Fliss, while pretty well-liked, is still much too underrated and also deserves more love & appreciation

I love Emily, Jessica, Ashley, Emma, Jacob, Ryan, Julia, Conrad, Taylor, Angela, Andrew, Rachel, Kate, & Mark. They all deserve love & appreciation and none of the hate that they've received (also I'm not sure if Jamie or Erin have gotten hate, but if they have, they're included too)

Josh & Jason are problematic jerks. I don't understand why they're so well-loved. They're both sexist and act so disrespectfully towards women, and Jason is also racist

I think Emma & Jacob could actually work tbh, they're both just in different places at the time of the game. But maybe a couple years in the future, I could see them both giving it a try and honestly I think they would actually be quite cute (BUT I will always ship Emma with Abi above all, sorry Jacob ily)

As much as I love canon gay/bi rep and I do think the flirting between Ryan & Dylan is cute... I don't think they're very compatible, sorry y'all :( Maybe I'll make a separate post about this sometime

Alex has his issues, yes, but he's really not that bad

I used to not like Nick F, but upon replaying TQ, he's also not that bad- I think he was just screwed over by the werewolf transformation tbh

There are definitely a couple more, but I'll leave it there for now😅

#until dawn #the quarry #the dark pictures anthology #man of medan #little hope #house of ashes #the devil in me #dpa #ud #tq #tdpa #dark pictures man of medan #dark pictures little hope #dark pictures house of ashes #dark pictures the devil in me

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sapphire-weapon · 7 months

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So. I gotta say some shit.

I think we all have a tendency to be more gracious to Ada's character than she rightfully deserves. I'm guilty of this, too. We all want to give her the benefit of the doubt and insist that her character serves a purpose and is worth talking about because she's A. such a huge part of Leon's character and B. the only non-white member of the cast, but like.

There's nothing there.

I noticed this when I rewatched Separate Ways recently (because fuck ever playing that shit again holy fuck Separate Ways sucks to play).

After RE2, Ada isn't a character anymore. She has absolutely no arc; her character never develops or goes anywhere. She's not tied to anyone or anything in the plot in a way that matters -- even her relationship with Wesker doesn't fucking matter, because there's no fallout or consequence as a result of anything she does to/with/for him, whether it's beneficial to him or against him. She has only one facet to her personality: snarky and mysterious. We never see her emote or speak in a context removed from either of those two qualifiers. Ever.

She has some softer moments here and there, but they last for like a single line of dialogue or two and then the scene just completely moves on without them -- so, those softer moments never actually matter anyway.

She doesn't enhance or enrich Leon's character in any way; the only thing her character serves to do is isolate him from the main cast, which gives his character nowhere else to go other than horrible, spiraling depression because every action he takes in his life turns out to be completely meaningless -- because it's not allowed to mean anything, because he's become so far divorced from the central plot of the series.

The only functional purpose that Ada Wong actually has is as a plot contrivance to explain how a bad guy did a thing. Other than that, she exists solely as a pair of legs and tits for Leon to chase after.

We all hold out hope that Remake is going to change this and turn her into a real person with autonomous motivations and goals, and there might be some merit to that, but like

She's not there yet. She's just not. There is no there there, when we talk about Ada's character.

And this tiptoeing around that we all do to try to make it seem like we're supportive of her character just

strikes me as silly a lot of the time, man.

I understand wanting to give credit where it's due, but it's not due for Ada's character. And I understand the desire to not be seen as misogynistically bashing her, but I feel like supporting her character as it currently exists is what's actually misogynistic. Because her portrayal in canon is misogynistic.

And I also understand the desire to not be seen as being a ship war fuckhead, but like. It's not about the ships, man. It's about Ada. Specifically Ada. She just sucks, dude.

And this is coming from the person who has probably written more meta about Ada Wong in an attempt to justify her character than basically anyone else in the fucking fandom.

idk I've just been thinking about this lately while perusing EagleOne fics. It feels like everyone in this ship feels obligated to address The Ada Problem before they can start to justify a relationship between Leon and Ashley, and it's like

No, you don't. Especially in Remake canon, you absolutely do not have to bring up Ada at all. Because Remake seems very self-aware of the fact that the problem with Leon's character has always been Ada, which is why they seem to be actively writing her out of his overall arc.

Like. Let's just call it for what it is. Ada is the worst part of Leon's character. The relationship is poorly written and poorly executed and doesn't make any fucking sense for who both characters are actually meant to be. They actively hold each other back -- not as people, but as characters who are meant to meaningfully contribute to the storyline.

And idk I'm just tired. I'm just tired of always having to do the hand-wringy "oh no no, Ada's really cool and great and I'm not trying to diss on her, and her relationship with Leon actually matters" shit, man.

Because she's not cool or great and her relationship with Leon doesn't actually matter -- and if it does matter at all, it's due to the negative impact that her presence brings -- not just to him, but to the entire fucking plot of the series.

She's the worst recurring element in the entire series, and there's not even a close second.

#resident evil #ada wong

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raccoonscity · 1 year

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How Ada is being mischaracterized in the RE2 and RE4 remakes

I've been thinking about Ada in RE2/RE4make and how her character is so badly characterized. Ada is made out to be a selfish, manipulative villainess or whatever. Massive changes were made to the story and her character in both remakes, which fundamentally don't understand her character. Yes, she manipulates people, but most of the time it is the villains (Wesker, Krauser, Simmons, etc.). She is also made out to be selfish and heartless and that couldn't be further from the truth. She's morally complex but that doesn't make her a villain or inherently evil or selfish.

Ada's character was changed majorly in RE2make. In RE2, she's still a spy sent to retrieve the G-Virus, but her cover was a civilian looking for her boyfriend, John Clemens, who worked for Umbrella and was presumably in Umbrella's underground laboratory. In RE2make, her cover is an FBI agent sent to take down Umbrella and take the G-Virus as evidence. This change could work, in theory, but the problem with RE2make is that her cover achieves nothing but fooling Leon--when Ada first meets Annette, she immediately asks for the G-Virus and Annette does a background check on Ada she knows she's a spy. What is the point if the most important person to your mission can see through your cover immediately.

The other thing that was changed about Ada in RE2make is that in the original, Ada isn't really manipulating Leon at all. Ada never asks for Leon's help, he instead runs into her and chooses to help her. She always either runs off alone or, when she's injured, tells him to worry about himself because she'll slow him down. And even when injured she leaves where Leon left her to complete her mission alone. Ada didn't want him to get involved and is consistently discouraging him from following; even in their confrontation she says: "That's why I told you to leave without me. But you wouldn't listen." Checking her gun after she falls reveals that she didn't load her gun and never intended to hurt Leon if it had to come to that.

Except in RE2make, even though she initially doesn't want his help, after a certain point (especially when she's injured) she is actively manipulating him. The change in her cover story was made so Ada can appeal to his sense of duty as a cop, by lying and telling him the sample would be used for evidence. The kiss in RE2make is meant to manipulate but backfires, but the only kiss scene in the original is genuine, after Ada gets injured saving Leon from Mr. X.

When she is manipulating someone, it's the actual villains--Wesker, Krauser, Simmons, etc. We don't know a lot about Ada's true motives or backstory, but we know she never goes out of her way to make the other protagonists' lives/missions harder, and she's not out to destroy the world or cause wars.

She regularly helps the protagonists--not just Leon. In RE2, she will throw a rocket down to either Leon or Claire in the B scenario (even though she never interacts with Claire otherwise). She patches Leon up after he takes a bullet for her and will "die" protecting him from Mr. X. In RE4, she repeatedly tries to convince Wesker that Leon was not a threat and when Wesker tells her Krauser was sent to kill Leon, she does not hesitate to stop Krauser. Ada gets the jet-ski so Leon and Ashley can escape, and in a few instances Leon can find notes that Ada left behind giving tips. She agrees to help get Luis away from the Los Illuminados. In RE6, she helps Jake and Sherry fight the Ubistvo and helps Leon and Helena defeat mutated Deborah. She also gives Leon the evidence needed to take Simmons down.

But unfortunately, RE4make removed one of the key moments Ada helps Leon (saving Leon from Krauser after Wesker orders his assassination) and gave this moment to Luis. I do actually like this scene but it sucks that one of Ada's defining moments in RE4 was just given to another character. It also annoys me that the scene in which we see Ada talking over comms to Wesker, he doesn't seem to care at all about wanting Leon out of the way. In Separate Ways Ada tries to convince Wesker that Leon is not a threat, but Wesker knows otherwise, so Ada avoids Leon and lies about not being able to kill Leon. When Wesker tells her about Krauser being sent to kill Leon, she drops everything to stop him, lies to Wesker about what happened with Krauser, then finishes him off herself. Except now, Wesker doesn't see Leon as a threat at all? Wesker was the one Ada was working with in RE2 so he's well aware of who Leon is. So there's no threat on Leon and that removes a key part of Ada's conflict in SW, unless we're missing some context without a SW campaign yet.

Ada also left him notes in RE4 such as this one where she tells Leon how to remove the Plagas and warns him of the dangers (this role is also given to Luis):

Once a Plaga egg hatches, it's nearly impossible to remove it from the body. But if it's before it hatches, then it can be neutralized by medication. If it does hatch you might be able to get it out by surgery before it turns to an adult. But it won't be easy. There's a high chance you won't survive the operation. As far as I know the girl was injected with the egg before you. Her time is ticking. You should prepare yourself for the worst case scenario.

Now to be fair, Ada does still give Leon advice when they talk over comms, and it makes more sense for Luis to tell Leon about the surgery. Even then, Ada still helps Leon plenty. But why rewrite her story from RE2, why change and take these interactions from Ada, then say she only ever manipulates Leon? Ada never tries to convince Leon that saving Ashley is a lost cause either.

Again, Ada is not a heartless person. I hate that scene with Kendo in RE2make for that reason, because it exists so Leon can teach her to be sympathetic. She doesn't always have ulterior motives for helping others (most of the examples listed above she has no reason to do so and is doing it just to help, and in some cases she is actively putting her life/mission on the line) and is capable of being sympathetic. In RE6, she sympathizes with Carla and says: "If you had only sought vengeance against Simmons alone, I would have helped you." In Ada's reports, she says this about wanting to help Luis:

I'm the one who told the organization of [Luis Sera's] importance. I did it because I like him. His history betrays an enthusiasm I once shared. It was a stroke of luck that I happened to intercept his e-mail for help. It seems he can't trust the police, so he sent the e-mail to an old friend from college. He must have thought his friend was still alive. At any rate, that's how I managed to find him. […] When I told him who I was, he practically begged to be taken into custody. He needed protection. He said, "I have no love for Las Plagas or this stupid cult. I want out. I just want peace and quiet again." I ordered him to bring me a master Plaga specimen - a sample - for evidence.

And then there's that ending scene of Ada and Wesker in RE4make. After Ada secures the sample, she talks to Wesker and seems blindsided by the fact that Wesker is planning something that will kill billions of people. This scene bothers me for two* reasons.

One: This is framed like Ada has just now had a change of heart and doesn't want to be complicit in the death that Wesker will cause... except that's what her arc in RE2 was. Ada expresses this in Umbrella Chronicles immediately post-RE2. After her conversation with Wesker, she narrates: "If the T-Virus did this [to Raccoon City], what would happen if the G-Virus got out?" The only reason Ada gives the G-Virus to Wesker at that point was because she had no other way out of Raccoon City. Why wasn't this in RE2make?

Two: Ada already knows Wesker is planning something horrible, even if she doesn't know the extent of it. The whole point of Ada working with Wesker in RE4 was to sabotage his plans and send him a fake sample. She and her organization want to take the sample for themselves and want to gain insight into his plans.

In Ada's last report regarding Wesker, she says this:

It wasn't easy, but I'd say the mission has been a success. Getting my hands on the sample was my initial objective after all. But I've sent Wesker a different present, just as the organization ordered. Pretending to work with him was entertaining. Albert Wesker… I wonder where he's headed next. Something tells me this whole affair was just a taste of what he's got in store. To him, Umbrella represented power. He used it to hide behind while he made plans of his own. And now the umbrella's been folded. With the sanctuary of their old umbrella ruined, those in power struggle to erect a new one. They are aware of their own crookedness and deceit as they engage in their personal war of light and darkness. That's why Wesker will stop at nothing in opening his new umbrella. The giant pharmaceutical corporation, "S" maintains medical and drug facilities the world over. We know for certain that Wesker has been in contact with them following Umbrella's demise. There's no doubt we'll next hear from him there. The organization must remain vigilant.

A quick note: "S" or "Seashell" was the working title for what eventually was made into Tricell in RE5. Ada and her organization already know that Wesker is in contact with Tricell and want to "remain vigilant" against whatever he's planning. We don't know too much about the organization she works for, what their goals are, and how she came to work with them, just that they research and sell viruses and bioweapons and work with people like Wesker--which sounds bad except look at everything Mia does while working with the Connections, but Capcom just ignores that. Yet Ada is the evil manipulative one 🤔

Some other instances of Ada working with villains include her history of working with Simmons, who she stopped working with specifically because he was involved in the decision to destroy Raccoon City. At the end of Damnation she hints that she won't hand over the Plaga sample to her anonymous buyer/Simmons.

The problem with Ada is that while Capcom has hinted since RE4 about her true motives, they've not touched on the subject since, and everything we know about Ada's backstory is vague. Is she just in it for money or authority? Was she forced to work with them? Does she want to destroy Umbrella and other bioweapons groups from the inside? Does she want to research the viruses hoping to find cures or vaccines? Ada's moral complexity comes from the fact that we don't know why she does what she does, but just because she mostly helps out in the shadows doesn't mean she's selfish or manipulative, and she is still considered one of the main heroes (or anti-hero) of the series.

*A secret third reason I hate this scene is it's so OOC for Wesker, it drives me crazy. There's no reason for Wesker to tell Ada any of this (they don't trust each other) and he's notoriously a strategist who works in the shadows and doesn't tell people his plans. Wesker didn't even have any doomsday/Uroboros plans yet because he only starts his plans after learning about Project W from Spencer, like two years after this. I hate this scene🙃

#re meta #my meta #ramblings #resident evil #resident evil 2 remake #resident evil 4 remake #ada wong #video games

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sewersewersewercouch · 3 months

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things from the psychonauts art book that I found interesting

putting this under a cut so people who are getting it but don't have it yet don't get spoiled! also some of these might have been said outside of the art book and I just forgot

Tim wanted to go inside Lili's head but they decided not to for time

There was a concept involving rescuing a dying brain

One of the unused concepts was aura reading, where "Truman's" aura would be around his suitcase rather than his body, and Milla's would change when she was around Sasha...hm

There were also plans for Claymation style animations

Gristol was, ironically, based on Grigori Rasputin

Maligula wasn't always going to be Raz's "grandma"

The Psychic 7 were originally going to be all from different time periods

An early concept of Compton was blind

Nikki Rapp drew from her own experiences of losing her dad when voicing Lili

Adam almost had facial hair, but it made him look too much older than the other interns

Character artist Zahra Amirabadi, who's from Iran, came up with Gisu's name and the cultural aspects her design

This isn't a fact really, but it's important to me that Dona is described as "a loving mother and talented performer" and "deeply attuned to her family's feelings" thanks for that Ashley Esqueda

Quote from Tim: "Dion and Mirtala might still be hiding something" hello???

Frazie originally had a bigger role and I know they had to cut it for time but I'm still sad!!!

Tim won't confirm or deny whether Queepie is psychic

Unused enemy concepts include "death wish" "root of the problem" "high horse" and "defensive turtle"

The restaurant is called the Noodle Bowl because noodle is slang for "brain" which...I honestly did not realize until now and I've been into psychonauts for about 2 years, oops

A concept for Millas room had candles everywhere, which, uh, I can see why that one didn't make the cut

Coach originally had his own garage where he made his mech

The through line they had for Hollis' brain was being a woman in a male dominated profession

The initial concept of Compton's mind was a trivia battle between the Booles and the Aquatos where we'd learn more about their families--man I'd kill for that!

They originally took Raz's powers away in Ford's mind, but decided that made for boring gameplay

There were plans for an abandoned summer camp in the Old Colony

Part of the reason you're locked in the Old Colony after Tomb of the Sharkophagus is because if there was an option to talk to the Aquatos then Raz would have to lie to his family's faces about Lucy and that just seemed too cruel

Cassie's mind was modeled off of 1920s Shanghai

They recorded voice lines for the moth dragging Bob into the sea during the Truheltia Memonstria battle, and Amber Hood cried while recording them, which, fair honestly

#psychonauts #psychonauts artbook

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deaddee-anime-brownfanlady · 8 months

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Alright this is going to my last post regarding this Ze artist transphobia issue as well as regarding this Viv donation problem too & just getting this off my chest.

Now again, I truly felt like this Ze individual should've seriously come forward themselves on this Transphobia tweets issue. Like made a statement about liking these takes & express whether or not they are truly transphobic & have these views & feelings on trans women & trans people in general, and if not then simply just apologized.

Instead of letting some of their coworkers do it themselves. Perhaps, maybe they are taking advantage of the crew to simply save face & cover their own skin, Idk. Also, I felt the responses & poor choice of wording used from Tracy, including Ashley, could've been so much better worded on the handlement of this situation & a bit more professional. I'm sure there's a lot still going on behind the scenes, especially on the business side of things. Since this is still a business, there probably contracts involved. But again this Ze artist should still have their actions held accountable.

Now on this Donation rejection issue.

Why the Hell would you publicly post to your large following that your donation was rejected in the first freaking place? I deeply think that should be kept privately to yourself.

Vivzie should know good well by now that her fanbase is super dangerously overly-obsessive when it comes to her and been known to dogpile, threatened, and attacked anyone who dare criticized her works or dare to call her out on her own equally shitty behaviors and actions. She should have clarify that the donation rejection was politely declined and that there isn't any ill well between parties.

Given Vivienne own list of multiple countless records of ever-growing controversies & allegations, also how she has hurt so many people & done dirty to other artists & animators that used to work for her & others who been victims of her abuse.

I'm not surprised nor real shocked on how much a mess this situation ended up becoming with her involvement in it. The rejection situation could've happened because Lackadaisy already reached their 2 Mili goal & the extra money wasn't needed, or due to other reasons that is still unknown.

I just found the hypocrisy from Vivienne following on this issue to be both baffling & Ironic also tiring. On how they seem to always no matter what coddle this grown adult woman from also taking accountability of any kind in terms of her own unexcusable actions & refuse to see their idol as anything less than highly perfect or not as she seems to be.

Well, all in all. I just deeply think that this Ze person should be accountable. Also, that Vivienne and her awful actions shouldn't be constantly excuse and be equally held accountable too.

Again this situation could've been handled a lot better and way more professional on these issues.

#lackadaisy cats #lackadaisy #vivienne medrano #tracy j butler #vivziepop critical #vivziepop criticism

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gimblestank-the-goblin · 6 months

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Andy and Leyley Analysis

Both of Andrew and Ashley's "core" issues seem to stem from the conditional love their mother provided. Its clear from how she (and they) talk during the home invasion that while their mother wanted kids, she didn't really want to put in the work of *raising* them. Thus, she only really loved them when they weren't being a bother (which isn't love at all).

Andrew reacted to this by learning not to be a bother. He became passive.

Ashley reacted by acting out for attention, which pushed her mother and giving her abandonment issues. These then manifested in her constantly *testing* the people around her. Trying to make them leave both as a way to protect herself from harm (by pushing them away before she could form an attachment) and to reassure herself that they *wouldn't* leave. This, obviously, is not a healthy outlook and her coping methods for her issues only exacerbate said issues, but if that were all that were wrong she would be... not fine but a lot less worse than she is. Notably, however, by the time we first see her at about 5(?) years old, she is already displaying an extreme lack of empathy, a distinct cruel streak *and* that she can manipulate her brother via emotional abuse in the form of guilt and threats of self-harm. None of which seems to have *changed* over the course of her life.

Ashley is - at least so far - a relatively flat character. Who she is in the flashbacks is who she is in the present. Even the murder of Nina - the siblings first real crime - does not seem to have affected or changed her in anyway.

This is *very much* in contrast with Andrew. If Ashley's story is that of a flat character arc, then Andrew's story is a descent into darkness. Each flashback - as we move closer and closer to the present - Andrew is becoming *worse*. Doing more and more questionable things, all stemming - it appears - from Nina's death.

And here we get into a bunch of complicated stuff which is all inter-related so I may struggle to lay it out well. But the key point here is that this is when - in the eyes of both Andy and LeyLey - Andy becomes *as bad as her*. And this belief starts his descent into a worse and worse state of mind because he internalizes the idea that he is a bad person.

So I want to lay out the scene. The two kill Nina. Andrew's guilty, but he's also scared. He's scared of being found out. And he's scared of that because he - and Leyley, this will be important later - has internalized the idea - both from watching how his mother treats him and how she treats Leyley - that people who cause problems *are unworthy of love*. He knows, they both know, that if this gets out their mother won't protect them. She won't love them. Leyley says this explicitly

"It's you and me now! No one else will like you. You're a bad person Andy." It is at this moment that Andy internalizes the idea that he is a bad person, unworthy of love. That no one can ever know the real him (and so he can never form a real, meaningful connection) because anyone who knew the "real" him would see him for the monster he is and reject him. No one, that is, except for Leyley.

Again, she says this explicitly. "Andy I know you don't like me... But that doesn't matter anymore. Because from now on, no one will like you either. So let's always be friends okay?"

She is now his *only* support network (as he is hers) and she can use that to control him. Weirdly, this does not create a power imbalance between them, but rather normalizes their relationship. He is now as dependent on her as she is on him, they are *each others* only support network. She does try to push the balance of power between them in her favor by blackmailing him, but he correctly identifies that she is unwilling to lose her only "friend" and so they work out their blood oath.

So that is the story from Andrew's perspective. But what is the story from Leyley's? Well its largely the same, but with a few key differences. See, Leyley had *already* internalized the idea that she was a bad person. Long before Nina's death, Leyley's acting out had isolated her from first her mom, then her friends at school. Because she was a "bad person" and bad people don't deserve (or get) love. Presumably, she reacted to this by embracing it, and by latching onto the only person who didn't push her away (because she had learned to manipulate him) Andrew.

And so Nina's death, which to Andrew was a tragedy, was to Leyley a *miracle*. Because it brought him down to her level. Made him her *equal*. And in doing so it created the co-dependence which led to... well the rest of their problems.

Notably, and I think the core reason why I view Leyley as “worse” than Andrew is that Leyley’s issue can’t be pointed to any singular tragic event. Andrew has the “excuse” of a tragic death, guilt and fear - not to mention Leyley’s manipulations - to explain away why he turns from timid boy with some issues to absolute monster. Leyley, as far as we can see, was always this way. And I can extrapolate outwards to see how this is a reaction to her mother’s lack of love, but it’s clear there was no singular event which drove her to act the way she did. She doesn’t have the excuse of singular tragedy, and so I find her less sympathetic (even if I like her as a character more).

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Related, I think it's worth talking about their relationship and blame. Because it's true, to an extent, that Andrew uses Leyley as an excuse for why he “has” to do awful things and deflects the blame onto her. But it's equally true that the Andrew we see after Nina’s death is not the same man who butchered a cultist for meat or murdered his parents. We see his descent through flashbacks and gameplay, watch as he crosses line after line and becomes worse and worse. And I think it's worth noting that Leyley is there every step of the way, pushing him further along. Working to isolate and abuse him so he has no-one to turn to but her. This is most clear in how she works to isolate him from his other female relationships (sending them death threats and threatening phone calls and making up emergencies so he cancels plans) but it is just as easily scene in her threat of blackmail.

And so why they are both bad people - especially at the time of game start - it's clear that Andrew is that way because of a combination of a so-so mom, a terrible tragedy and active abuse by someone close to him. And I find myself more sympathetic to someone whose spent their whole life living with an abuser, then I do with the abuser. Even if by game start they are equally abusive to each other.

#the coffin of andy and leyley #analysis #essay

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So I finally started playing the Mass Effect trilogy after you spoke so lovingly about it. I just adore the series (I would die for Garrus and Tali). But there’s something that’s been bothering me for a while. Does it ever feel like the devs overestimated how much fans would really like Liara? I was practically blindsided with how she claims she has feelings for Shepard the second time I’d initiated a conversation with her. But then you turn her down and she keeps coming back, and it always feels like she’s just there wanting to bone Shep, even to the point that you can cheat on or with her with little no consequence from her. Her romance feels more fetishy than the others, and even their friendship feels forced.

Maybe it’s because I don’t find Liara particularly interesting, especially compared to other characters, but was this something you ran up on when you played the trilogy? It’s weird to me that she’s such a fan favorite with how bland her character is but maybe I’m being too critical of it.

There's a reason Garrus and Tali were so popular that BioWare made them romanceable in the next game.

The fact that Garrus, Wrex and Tali weren't romanceable meant that their banters with Shepard had to be based on something other than romance. So they actually got to discuss things without it always coming back to "Hey why the sudden interest, wink wink nudge nudge say no more?"

As a result, by the time they are romanceable, there's an existing friendship to build upon. Tali gets really flustered when she accidentally admits her feelings, and in ME2 even admits she had a juvenile hero worship of Shepard after she saved her on the Citadel, but that turned into genuine affection as they became friends and fought together and Shepard showed her genuine care and concern that Quarians aren't accustomed to.

Garrus is really forthcoming with Shepard in a way that makes people go "Oh... oh no he's cute." Especially since Shepard and Garrus are constantly using the worst pick up lines they can think of on each other, it's fucking adorable.

It helps that Garrus and Tali are the only two Squadmates who are on the Normandy in every game.

Liara really suffers from "Debut Game Romance Syndrome." ME3 characters introduced and romanceable in ME3 also have this problem. Because dev time is limited and every character is expensive to put on screen, characters have to get through as much potential content as possible in very little time. Especially in ME1 where the framework for the entire game had to be built from the ground up.

Liara, Kaiden AND Ashley all suffer from this, they all come on to Shepard rather quickly (there are literally only 4 mandatory story missions in ME1, reminder) and by the time the Normandy is locked down, your love interest is talking to you like you've been together for a while. So the pacing is completely fucked because there's a ton of dialogue that the game has to account for the player possibly missing and carrying on anyway.

But where Liara suffers is from marketing. Her entire reason for being in the game was to advertise "lesbian sex with sexy blue alien lady." So she's always signalling immediately to Shepard that she's interested. The hilarious part is that this crosses wires with Liara's dialogue about the Protheans, so it always feels like Liara isn't so much interested in Shepard as she is the Prothean cipher in her head. Like if she could extract Shepard's brain and fuck that, she would.

Certainly recontexualizes the way she's all woozy and light headed every time she mind-melds with Shepard. You're welcome for that cursed imagery.

Liara isn't much of a character beyond that. She gives expository dialogue, tells you to go to Ilos, and talks about how 'fascinating' Shepard is. She represents the problems with the way the Asari are designed and written as a whole. And she doesn't come into her own as a character until Mass Effect 3. Even in Mass Effect 2 she has to change personalities to become harsher and more openly pragmatic.

But honestly I don't think she's oversold. She's barely in Mass Effect 2, and BioWare tends to put Garrus and Tali front and centre over Liara.

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What are your unpopular opinions on any/all of the BAU women?

(i saw the word unpopular after so i jus gave general opinions shdgsdjdsdk sorry but some of it is prolly unpopular anyway)

jennifer jareau is the apple of my mothafuckin eye fr. the literal love of my life. i am so serious when i say every blonde woman that i have ever found attractive needs to bow down before her (n samantha stephens) n kiss the mothafuckin ring. she is so slept on n i feel like people don't really understand or appreciate the many layers of her. i feel like she's so widely misunderstood. tbh people's takes on her tend to make my eye twitch real bad. as beautiful as she is, i feel like "soft", beautiful looks contribute a lot to her massive mischaracterization. except rosie's; she understands jj, she gets it. but for the most part, i dont feel like people should b allowed to speak on her bcus they're prolly wrong. (also butch jj is the best hc ever, but we all know i feel that way)

i really love emily prentiss, i do. she's intelligent, soulful, goofy in a way that doesn't feel ridiculous or stupid (contrary to a lot of fanon portrayal) but i mostly feel like that about early seasons emily. the more she left n returned, the less it seemed like the writing for her character was true to her n it started to feel bland. i often ask myself in later seasons where her personality went bcus at a some point she jus feels kinda blank n like shes there for fan service. it isn't emily's fault tho; it's all the writers. i love emily tho. also i hc her as bisexual now bcus idk i feel like u would have to swing from multiple vines to participate in sin to win; i can see her being w women n men equally as far as sex goes but being more likely to fall in love w women but sometimes she'll fall in love w a man n b like, well shit... ok n rockin w it but yes, shes a bi babe. i have also concluded that homegirl has a type n jj would b the exception to her rule/type bcus emily is def robert deniro (iyyk). anyway....

no one is allowed to hate elle greenaway, alright? as much as i do love gideon, everything that went wrong elle is his n hotch's fault n i mean that wholeheartedly. anyway, she was a cool as a fan w ice in it, bruh. i b missing her so much. also, i was proud of her when she shot that serial rapist; he was never gon stop offending. she did the right thing.

jordan todd was such a sweet, sensitive baby but she was functional n driven n i like that. she's also flirty. i like that too. idk man. i loved her so much, and ya know, i really loved her for really highlighting all the work jj does and reminding them all to like really appreciate her. she was a great temp; i hope she's happy somewhere. also i will never not scream about this but HER AND EMILY PRENTISS GOT NASTY n i would like to see it (:

i didn't enjoy ashley seaver or her arc. contrary to popular belief, it isn't bcus she replaced jj. it's bcus shes the only team member they've ever had that was there without any actual professional merit. girl wasnt even finished w the academy, and i, for one, did not enjoy watching what was essentially an internship. also she was boring so.

i like penelope garcia a lot; she's fun n she's sweet. i would like to write for her more but i find it difficult bcus she doesn't feel like a real person to me. which is like not to say i haven't met people like her bcus i have but whenever i do, it's kinda jarring n i always feel like i jus hallucinated. also my view of emotions is... yeah. so, there are times where she's kinda paralyzed w emotions that grind me a bit bcus idk i kinda feel like if ur emotions aren't servicing u in that moment then u needa jus suck it up n deal w them later, u not getting nowhere if u crying to much to function n then u still have this problem; so suck it up n deal w the problem n cry later n she has to b reminded of that often which again grinds me a bit but thats a me thing. i dont hold that against PG but it's jus sumn that we are not compatible on n that's fine. also i love love love love love love her n her dynamic w morgan ofc but some of the nicknames she calls him makes me personally uncomfortable as a black person but i mean hey... also, evolution was a disgusting disservice to her character n she deserves to b happy n at peace w her life away from the bau; she coulda came back without getting sucked back into a job that was messing her up mentally. she deserves better

i don't really have an opinion of kate callahan. i don't like her. i don't dislike her. i simply did not connect to her at all; also s10 wasn't a strong season fr so that ain't even really her fault. i do like that scene w her n my jocks on the plane tho. i like jennifer love hewitt tho (maddie buckley is that bitch fr). she b cool in stuff.

alex blake, my beloved fr; she calms me. i love that. i really really really loved her on the team; i loved how that version of the team functioned so much. it's one of, if not my favorite version of the team. she is the best (later seasons) replacement character hands down. god, i loved everything about her. literally everything about her. i fr don't have any notes, 11/10 fr. i miss her terribly. i would also let her do unspeakable things to my body so long as she talks me thru it n i know she would. anyway, i hope she's happy teaching n living her life <3

okay don't jump me but like the v worst thing any show could do to me w any character is introduce them w terrible hair. it's shallow as fuck, i will admit that but if that's how i first meet them? baby! i will never get over it, i will never unsee it n it will impact my ability to consume that character moving forward. that to say n i do hate to say it but tara lewis is a character who has fallen victim to this. they shoulda never introduced her in that fuckass wig. it pisses me off jus thinkin about it n she was in it for a while so as shallow n terrible as it is, it affected my connection to her. but it is what it is, im not apologizing for it. also, she has the horrific misfortune of being introduced in the late late late seasons when for the most part they wasn't even trying in the writers room fr, which sucks. bcus im gonna b particularly honest here, i dont feel a thing for her or luke. i like matt bcus i watched beyond borders n bcus i mentally connect him to jj as her male tethered. i also, so sorry, don't care that she's queer; i don't like how that whole thing was written. it didn't do shit for me at all. really, in conclusion, tara lewis is a victim to criminal minds writing team n costume department. so justice for tara!! but no yea she not my homie or nothin like that; i don't hate her tho.

#ro's asks #jennifer jj jareau #emily prentiss #elle greenaway #jordan todd #ashley seaver #alex blake #kate callahan #tara lewis #penelope garcia

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