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#cant blame anyone for this one unfortunately
andr0leda · 2 years
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it all comes down to blood
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yongseungkim · 21 days
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#its been great like not being as interested in social media#but unfortunately for me that means a lot of the anxieties that came with social media have like#infiltrated real life in very real ways and its scary and i dont like it#i dont like thinking like this#these ppl are too precious to me#i try not to act on it but man are the thoughts the exact same no matter what social thing im a part of#like ive never felt truly included in online spaces or just feeling unpopular or like whatever#kinda the odd one out#and even irl it feels that way#the thing is i have good people and good friends in my life#like i know theyre not the problem#its just me and my thoughts that havent literally changed forever and like now its annoying#bc i care about these people and maybe selfishly wanna keep them in my life (?)#although based on my interactions and conversations w them it feels the same for them too yaknow like reciprocated#but i feel like these days my thoughts have really just been making me not the most fun person to be around sometimes#im not acting on them fully but like maybe slightly (?)#the closer i personally feel to people the more hurt i unintentionally get#i have such unrealistic expectations sometimes it feels#and i feel like my few attempts at trying to get closer with certain ppl one on one hasnt always went down well and like#this has to be a two way thing so i cant really blame em but it also hurts idk :(#i just feel like im always doing something wrong bc ppl never seem to like me as much as i like them ?#idk i think its the superficial things too at the end of the day that bother me more than they should#i feel like i wouldnt be missed like i have to always do the reaching out whos reaching out to me :(#there are ppl that do though and im so thankful to them but things like idk#feel like ic ould shut my phone off for a week and not see anyone and just hear from no one#which is fine i guess but it makes me feel very invisible#its been strange i have feelings im trying to reconcile but not sure how to#socializing is so hard so so so hard ive just been almost confused to a frozen amount#and its been harder these days cuz the rose tinted glasses are off like my friends do re energize me yes but i feel a lot of anxiety too#rambles
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bittwitchy · 2 months
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sometimes i forget that i have to physically look at my tag
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anon-confesses · 2 years
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this girl at school is so fucking mean to me. She is mad at me 24/7 and constantly disrespects me daily. she tries to gang up on me with her friends and knows I cant do anything to her because im a guy. Sometimes I want to sneak in a wig and lipstick in school so I can put them on and tell her "Im a girl now that means I can Hit you" and then give her a trademark Jotaro ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA ORA beatdown in front of her stupid friends and then throw a one liner and walk away like a hero
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catscidr · 2 months
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i woke up and got possessed by the urge to write the smut i wanted to ramble about yesterday. i have nothing else to say. you cant blame me for any of this. it was inevitable.
cw shameless smut, dottore x afab reader, brainrot rambling. he uses his fingers for a good cause °ᗜ°
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working overtime was a chore. your bosses expected you to stay after hours to work on documents meant for the next day and you’d get judgemental looks if you didn’t stay in the office longer than you needed to. unfortunately for you, the knowledge that they might think lesser of you for not doing overtime was enough for you to stay.
apparently not many people shared the sentiment though, because when you finally look up from your computer screen to stretch your aching muscles, you’re met with deafening silence– aside from your shoulders cracking.
which isn’t to say that no one is in the office besides you, either. but you doubt zandik stayed behind because he cared about the managers judging him. he always seemed to move along his own schedule, placing more importance on work than relationships with… anyone. granted, it’s not like he was ecstatic to work at the office, but he was naturally good at whatever job the boss gave him. to other people it looks like he works hard, but really, he’s just doing the bare minimum. you don’t want to think that people are too dense to notice it, but at the same time you can’t really blame them; it’s not like it’s normal for overworked office employees to notice such little details about a coworker that doesn’t care for them.
though, ever since you and your cubicle neighbor got told off by the man himself, you’ve found yourself looking for him in crowds. when you take the subway on your way home you try to spot his icy blue hair amongst the sea of suits and blazers, when you attend office-funded outings at the bar you hope to find him sipping on the cheap beer they provide, and even now you’re subtly trying to catch a glimpse of him in the dim lighting of the office. your efforts usually end in failure, unfortunately- but not this time.
you always expect to see nothing but tired businessmen and women cramped in the subway, to see the same faces you greet every day of the week downing that cheap beer, and to see a myriad of black screens in the office.
you didn’t think you’d meet his gaze as he walked out of the boss’s office, completely inconspicuous but still harbouring that same aura of suspiciousness.
“you’re still here?” you ask before you can stop your lips from moving. sure it was currently three hours after hours, but speaking so informally to a senior could bode poorly for you at any time.
thankfully, he just chuckles as a response. but you notice how his lips immediately tilt back down to their original resting state, the lighting making it look like he’s scowling down at you.
“i had to take care of some personal business,” he says plainly, not elaborating further (and you think he would avoid doing so even if you asked). you nod, glancing down at your uniform to smooth it down nervously, suddenly acutely aware of how tired you must look. “well i hope you were able to take care of it without a… hitch,” you cough awkwardly.
sure you knew zandik well enough to not call him a stranger, but recently it seems like he’s been spending more time in your head than in the office. you blame his mysterious and brooding personality. “i understand why authors like to write mysterious love interests in their romance novels…” you think offhandedly, for no reason at all whatsoever.
his footsteps pull you out of your daydream, right before your mind drifted off to not-so-professional thoughts. pulling the rolling chair out from under the desk, zandik takes a seat next to you, crossing an ankle over his knee. you shuffle away to give him some space (to politely accommodate his long legs or to stop yourself from pouncing on him, you wouldn’t be able to tell).
“i appreciate the sentiment. but why are you still here? you work efficiently, i doubt you’re so behind schedule that you need to stay in the office for this long.” the words that leave his lips entrance you– the slight drawl, bordering on seductive, makes you swallow the saliva in your mouth. you shake your head, humbly dismissing his praise (though your brain buzzes at what else you wish he would say).
“i just had to take care of some… things,” you respond awkwardly, fidgeting with your fingertips as you avoid looking into his carmine eyes for too long. he hums, placing down the file he had been carrying around on the desk to cross his arms over his chest, expression unreadable aside from the corners of his lips tilting up ever so slightly.
“right. things,” he says, his tone deep, rumbling in your chest as your heart hammers into your ribcage. you’ve talked to plenty of coworkers over your time working here, but none have made you break a sweat from their mere presence.
“h-haha, yeah, things. um, how have you been? i want to apologize again for the other day, we really didn’t mean to pry into your personal life, we were just-“ zandik makes a tsk noise, “concerned for my wellbeing, of course,” he finishes. the ghost of a smile he wore vanished, leaving you with a feeling of dread and anticipation. “you’re not the only one looking out for your coworkers though, sweetheart. you don’t look too good yourself,” zandik says, raising a brow at you. you were all but shivering under his gaze, brows stopping the sweat that had started building up on your forehead from getting in your eyes. if anything, you looked worse than him. you barely register the pet name before he speaks up again.
“we can’t have you overworking yourself too much, can we? you’re one of out best employees,” he says your name softly, practically purring. the same thing you felt that morning came back tenfold– though this time you couldn’t possibly leave for a bathroom break to take care of it.
zandik approaches you like a wolf does with a rabbit, slowly and quietly, to reduce the chances of you fleeing the scene. he gets close enough that his knee almost grazes yours.
“what kind of senior would i be if i just let you go without offering any kind of help?” you knew it was a rhetorical question and he wasn’t expecting an answer, but you still try to muster up the courage to say something, anything.
“is there anything i can do to help?” he continues, tone sickeningly sweet, practically foreign on his tongue. but the more he speaks, the more you feel your resolve melt, the more he pushes your buttons until-
“you’re not very good at being subtle,” he whispers, placing the tip of his shoe right up against your clothed core. you keen, legs widening as if on autopilot, but back away into your chair to flee from the sinful sensation. his lips stretch into a grin, the same expression you played on repeat in your mind when you got off a night ever since he confronted you and your coworker.
“don’t run away now. your body is practically begging for me to touch you,” he coos, extending his slender leg to press his polished shoe right up into you again, pulling a whine out of your lips. you lick your lips and swallow the lump in your throat, scrambling to say something to save your dignity.
“y-you don’t know that. are you a… doctor or something?” you huff, trying to steady your breathing. he slides his foot up and down your panties, pencil skirt riding up the more you widen your legs. zandik laughs under his breath, eyes narrowing at you for a split second.
“yeah, i am. that’s what i do as a second job. i run an underground hospital and run unethical tests on desperate patients.” the words roll over you like drops of water on a chinchilla– even if you did listen to him though, you wouldn’t have believed him. “that’s why i can tell that your heart is pounding. that’s why i can tell that you want this,” he coos, leaning forward ever so slightly. you buck your hips unconsciously, chasing the feeling he oh so graciously was giving you.
“that’s not- mngh, ‘m not a pervert,” you whimper, throwing an arm over your eyes to hide your lewd expression. zandik only laughs at you, pulling back to stand up and lean over you, his lips right next to your ears.
he places a hand on your thigh, the other going between your legs to rub at your drenched panties. “oh but you are. getting this wet when i’ve barely done anything to you,” he purrs, middle finger gliding up to tease your clit. “just want me to take you right here, huh? my my, you’re so desperate.”
if you hadn’t taken care of your needs you would have come already, but even then you were still teetering on the edge of an explosive climax. his calloused, slender fingers slide up and down, teasing your clothed hole as it flutters around nothing. you try to close your legs to keep his hand steady but he swiftly brings one knee up to rest on the chair, keeping your legs spread. zandik takes ahold of your wrist with his free hand and pulls your arm away from your face as you turn your head away to hide.
“oh no you don’t,” he hisses as he grabs your face with one hand, cheeks squishing together to turn your head back to face him. “you’re going to look at me when you come.” your eyes flutter, thighs twitching as the coil in your lower abdomen threatens to snap. your gaze flickers down between your legs to watch his deft fingers toy with you, then drag up to look at the tent in his slacks. zandik tightens his grip on your face, forcing you to look up at him.
“are you fucked dumb already? i said don’t look away,” he hisses, eyes narrowing at you as he pulls your ruined underwear to the side to slide two fingers into your cunt. you squeal at the stretch, but you were so wet that you didn’t feel more than a pinch before you started moaning freely again. his thumb rubs tight circles over your clit as his middle and ring fingers pump into you earnestly. he curls them up to prod at the spongy spot inside of you, and your eyes roll back momentarily from the sensation.
“come on, i can tell you’re close sweetheart,” he coos, lips ghosting over yours, just away from reach. you whine and moan, hands gripping his flexing forearms as you feel your body lose control.
the sound of your pussy squelching in the otherwise quiet office throws you over the edge, your vision going white as you just barely make out zandik’s face while he makes you ride out your orgasm, adding a third finger inside of your cunt to stuff you full. all of his fingers stop but his thumb, still rubbing your sensitive clit as you twitch and jolt in pleasure.
“thaaat’s it, that’s my girl, ride it out,” he purrs, grinning down at you with a smug laugh. “took me so well,” zandik praises, curling his fingers up inside your used cunt. you thrash weakly, letting out a muffled ”‘s too much”. he continues for a few seconds before letting go of your face and pulling out his fingers slowly, looking down to admire the slick covering his hand.
“mmh, made a mess. gonna clean it up?” he asks coyly, bringing his hand up to your lips. you waste no time to lick it off, brows furrowing at the tangy taste. he pulls his hand away to lick it himself, holding eye contact with you as he goes over where you just cleaned him off. a shiver runs down your spine at the sight.
while you shut your eyes for a moment to catch your breath, he grabs a few tissues from the box on your desk and cleans the mess between your legs, pressing down on your aching clit on purpose to make sure you don’t fall asleep. you jolt, whimpering as you glare weakly at him, earning yourself a chuckle from the man between your legs.
“i hope you don’t think this is a one-time fling,” he whispers, tossing the used tissues in the bin under your desk. zandik pulls the edge of your skirt down to cover your messy thighs and straightens up, turning to leave. he palms his bulge, holding eye contact with you as you stare at his hand, feeling yourself get wet again.
“see you tomorrow.”
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starwikia · 2 months
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suicide cw
look i have been in this area before mentally. it sucks and i wouldn’t wish this on anyone. but, and this is going to sound callous, but i don’t feel any sympathy for james somerton. even if i hope he’s like. not dead. But thats all the amount of goodwill im willing to give him. The more i think about this really, the more angry i am. 
ngl this entire situation is another example of how white people weaponize their mental illness to avoid consequences. Im seeing it in real time.
this man has a continuous habit of using self-harm as a get-out-of-jail-for-free card. in both of his apologies, he has worded his supposed attempts in ways that were clearly meant to guilt people who displayed his plagiarism and overall horrendous history of racism and misogyny. i say supposed because, while i’m not saying those are lies and this would he such a fucked up thing to lie about that i don’t want to think he has, unfortunately, it’s been proven again and again that his word can’t be trusted, as he’s known to lie to try get out of consequences. Hes a proven liar. him lying about this is actually the best case scenario, because no one should go through this entire situation, wouldnt wish this on anyone, but you can only do this so often before people stop sympathizing with you. is this callous? Yeah, but like. I’m actually fucking angry he cant straight up take no as an answer. that this is how he reacts realizing he cant be one of the Cool Kidz™️ on youtube anymore. he acts like he DESERVES a career, like its not a privilege hes lost due to his own actions.
He lied about apologizing and forgiving people, he lied about giving the money to hbomberguy to give to ppl he ripped off (yknow, instead of doing it himself), he lied about the jessie gender situation and rewrote the narrative to make it so he isnt the bad guy, and hes the victim all along actually!
you can’t tell me that supposed last message of his isn’t meant to be a 13 reasons why esq attempt to deflect the blame “look i’m going to kill myself and it’s all YOUR PEOPLES FAULT for not letting me achieve my DREAM of being filmmaker IN PEACE!!! I just wanted Nick’s (the guy who I have thrown under the bus again and again) portfolio up!! Im just being a good friend dont you all FEEL BAD” he refuses to take ANY ACCOUNTABILITY of any of his actions and he IS STILL trying to shove the blame over to other people again.
it’s also pretty ironic people are like “uhhh well hbomber’s fans harassed him!!!” like hbomber outright told people NOT to HARASS JAMES!!! ALSO acting as if james doesn’t have a very real documented history of STRAIGHT UP sending his fans to harass and threaten smaller creators, more notably women, trans, and bipoc creators. especially after he’s stolen typically very personal anecdotes so he could profit from them. so why can he do it but the second people are like “hey this guys an actual piece of shit.” and he can’t handle it suddenly people are trying to white knight his shit? like no he doesn’t get that. he doesn’t get that at all just because he couldn’t handle the consequences of his actions. 
what? were supposed to stay quiet about a man profiting off of other minorities because he wanted to be the spokesman for all gay people? people tried to solve this on a smaller, more private scales for YEARS and he kept doing it. it was clear that the giant public video was the ONLY way to get people to notice. HE WOULDVE GOTTEN AWAY WITH STEALING 87 FUCKING THOUSANDS WORTH OF DOLLARS. HE CANT HANDLE THE FACT HE CANT GET AWAY WITH IT. 
am i supposed to feel bad for the guy who basically threatened a trans woman with the police? i don’t care what anyone says, it’s so fucking obvious that he threatened jessie by implying he was getting the police involved in their conflict. what am i supposed to act like that didn’t happen? are we supposed to pretend like he didn’t glorify nazi’s and outright said that gay people made up a good chunk of the nazis? That he didnt say america joined ww2 bc they were jealous of the NAZIS. WHAT WOULD POSSESS YOU TO FUCKING SAY THAT. but then? He gives women (not even women most of the time, he misgenders nonbinary ppl constantly) shit for writing mlm. are we supposed to act like he doesn’t straight-up sees himself superior and better than people of color and steals their works to put himself on a pedestal? Are we supposed to act like he didnt spit on our elders by saying “only the boring gays survived aids” like man! Fuck you! He BLANTANTLY MAKES UP HISTORY TO PUT HIMSELF ON A PEDESTAL!! HE ACTIVELY TRIED TO REWRITE LGBT HISTORY TO SUIT HIS FUCKED UP NARRATIVES!
yes this sucks ! no one deserves this but no one should be making him a martyr. Thats what he fucking WANTS! He wants to be immortalized as a victim!! (again, supposedly, it was reported hes alive but its not confirmed).
The shit he got isnt near the amount of fucking callous behavior hes done again and again. Again, to drill this point, EVEN IF HE DIDNT CALL THE POLICE HE THREATENED A TRANS WOMAN INTO THINKING HE DID!!! The fact he tried to use a head injury to justify years of the outright ghoulish shit fucking astounds me. Why the fuck did anyone in his life thought it was a good idea to let him TRY to come back. in the end, he had options. he didn’t need to try to make a comeback. HE DIDNT NEED TO FUCKING LIE OR IGNORE THE SHIT HE WAS CALLED OUT ON the reality is, he wanted to come back thinking he could shove it under the rug, was told that no dude, you’re not allowed to be a youtuber anymore. you’re done. you need to move on and went full nuclear. it’s not on anyone’s hands but his own. HES BEEN DOING THIS TO HIMSELF!! But nah man we cant call his shit out bc hell may or may not kill himself. Fuck the other minorities who have the same issues but worse and sometimes BECAUSE of him. This is going to SUCKKKK so bad when other ppl, specifically white gays, are going to weaponize this shit to get away with their stuff.
#warning: do not read this post if you want me to be nice to james somerton. i am extremely mean in this post.#before anyone accuses me of shit i legit never contacted him myself or anyone involved. i am someone who witnessed this behavior repeatedly#again. i hope hes alive and well. the fact is him lying about this WOULD BE THE IDEAL SITUATION. BC NO ONE SHOULD GO THROUGH THAT. but.#he HAS to forever be the victim in his eyes. attempting doesnt automatically mean youre free of sin.#its just terrible to see that regardless whether or not he did do it#its very clear his attempts to run away from his consequences are working on some people#we need to acknowledge that if your shitty ex friend can weaponize a threat to kill themselves#so can this internet person after being called out for horrendous shit#like what was the alterative? what were people supposed to fucking do? be nice about it?#yeah as if poc and trans women arent historically given shit for being 'too mean' about wanting justice.#this isnt just the plagiarism this is the fact a white dude has been parading himself as THE speaker for the gays(tm) but has been using hi#gayness to shield himself from his misogyny racism transphobia and antisemitism#its very clear regardless this means that ppl r going to side with him and then give him benefit of doubt#if you cant handle the heat stay out of the fucking kitchen dude. this is the consequences of your fucking actions.#hes a disgusting person who cant handle being told no so hes going to drag everyone down with him#like. idk this entire situation is frustrating to me.#its also frustrating ppl trying to be moral abt it like 'see! i knew this was bad all along!' no you didnt. shut it.#for the record im like mainly talking abt twit watching those spineless uwu cutesy ppl basically saying hes done noting wrong#oh and also alt righters who are clearly weaponinizing this where u know they wouldnt give a shit if a right ytber did this.#james somerton#idk might delete this later its just. ugh...
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verdemoth · 8 months
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i cant post Tune without also posting Odyssey. do not separate.
Odyssey is an engineer, formerly the director of Mission Control, and before even that e did field work. Now, e’s supposedly retired from all duties, but Odyssey refuses to leave. E wont let the new owners run the team into the ground. (and e’s still holding onto some distant hope of finding es best friend alive, or at least closure)
-> Originally Odyssey was a field researcher alongside es queerplatonic partner Tune in their 20s, until the risks of such work became apparent. E then went on to develop systems to communicate with and coordinate the research team and monitor the Otherworld from safely on the ‘reality’ side of the portal. E established Mission Control, and led it for decades.
-> Tune and Odyssey were very close for a very long time, having met in their school years. They were best friends, partners for life, two halves of a whole. It’s been some years now since Tune’s disappearance, and Odyssey’s mostly come to terms with it, but still feels his absence keenly.
-> Odyssey’s a generally kind individual but not particularly nice. E’s gruff, immensely stubborn, with a mean sarcastic streak. Some coworkers might describe em as cantankerous. But at the end of the day e’s well-intentioned and altruistic.
-> Odyssey is very, VERY bitter about the investors who bought ownership of the team from the original founders a couple years back. E hates them. E’s just WAITING for the chance to prove there’s something unscrupulous happening, e can FEEL it. E hasn’t had results yet but the vibes are rancid.
-> Though formally retired, Odyssey continues to do much of the same work e’s been doing for decades, out of spite and because e trusts few people with the systems e built. E adamantly refuses to cooperate with anyone associated with the company, which is probably directly related to es early ‘retirement’. Odyssey’s not happy about it and won’t do them any favours.
-> Odyssey is only middle aged but e feels so much older. E’s so tired. And so worried. E hopes for the best but is always prepared for the worst.
-> Odyssey’s role as director was succeeded by Maven, who e mentored. Odyssey treats them as a ward and as a friend. E respects and trusts them, but…… When the Storm hit, it was one of Maven’s first missions directing with little input from Odyssey. It was supposed to be that, anyway, before that disaster. Odyssey doesn’t blame them for what happened, but but can’t seem to talk them out of beating themself up over it. Directing the EEG is no longer Odyssey’s job so e tries to step back and let Maven make their own decisions, but they’ve obviously not dealt well with the pressure, and Odyssey can’t leave well enough alone. E has a tendency to step in and take over es old duties at the first sign of trouble in a misguided attempt to shield Maven from the trauma of handling another crisis. E doesn’t mean to imply that they’re not capable, but unfortunately they are not helping Maven’s shattered confidence and fear of making mistakes by taking control from them.
-> Odyssey is legally blind, and though es glasses can help em make out some shapes in the right conditions, in unfamiliar spaces and bad lighting e utilizes a cane to get a feel for es surroundings. While es poor eyesight is likely hereditary, e became an amputee following a severe injury on es last field mission. E opts not to use any prosthetics, finding them uncomfortable and unwieldy. E’s often accompanied by one or both of the spider shaped robots e designed and programmed to assist the exploration team, which have been retired from the field as well since suffering some damage in the Storm. Odyssey is very fond of them.
-> The larger robot, Marie, was named after Odyssey’s cousin Mariner, who also worked for the EEG for a time. The two used to be close, but have had a falling out coinciding with Tune’s presumed death and Mariner’s retirement. Xe pushed for Odyssey to quit as well, but despite xer desperation xe wouldn’t confess why xe was so adamant about it.
-> The loss of Tune hit Odyssey very hard, and e’s become quite reclusive. E tends to stick to es room when not doing other work, and would spend a lot of time alone if not sought out by the other people who are close with em.
-> Spirit, Tune’s sibling, can probably best understand what Odyssey’s going though. The two have always gotten along well, having met through Tune. When Odyssey was injured, they requested Spirit join the team in es place, providing a glowing recommendation to the then owners. E’s always thought highly of Spirit, as a skilled and reliable member of the team (and someone e could trust to keep an eye on Tune where e couldn’t).
-> Spirit’s been different, recently. Odyssey has slowly tried opening up to them to talk about their shared loss, after es initial attempts to distance emself from the team in es grief. But any attempt seems stilted and awkward, so usually Odyssey never gets around to that part, and sticks to shallow small talk and talking At them about other problems. Honestly e just wants their company, and e feels they could use it, too. Odyssey worries for Spirit’s physical wellbeing in the Otherworld, and their mental wellbeing in the wake of losing their sibling. But they’re still capable of looking after themself, so e doesn’t push too hard. E just figures… well. Spirit probably needs the same kind of help e does, and e’s trying to be that for them.
-> If there’s a coworker that Odyssey really Does Not get along with, it’s Curiosity. In the past they’ve had a standard and respectful relationship. But with Tune M.I.A. and the EEG’s new ownership, Odyssey’s being phased out of the team though circumstance and es own actions and e’s feeling quite frustrated. E projects a lot of those frustrations into Curiosity, the new de facto leader of the field team and symbolic of the changes Odyssey rejects. Curiosity, for her part, isn’t keen on sitting around and taking flak from Odyssey.
-> Mostly they try to avoid each other, and that turns out fine. But when they do interact, Odyssey is… difficult about it. E will nitpick any plan of hers to test how it holds up, always double-checks her work, tries to pull rank/seniority regardless of relevance.. all in all, nothing malicious, but instead unreasonably hypercritical. E claims e’s only making sure she’s up to handle whatever the Otherworld throws at them next.
-> Phoenix on the other hand is a long time friend of Odyssey and Tune, having also met them through school before he dropped out. They’ve been a sturdy pillar of support for Odyssey through es grief, and regularly checks up on em to make sure es looking after emself. Though Phoenix, like Curiosity, is ambivalent about the new ownership, he is unlike Curiosity in that he is in good standing with Odyssey and is privy to sooo many rants about it. They talk often. Phoenix is really the only other person Odyssey trusts with maintaining the systems e built.
-> Phoenix and Odyssey had a brief romantic fling as young adults, which Odyssey now finds very amusing. Even moreso because Phoenix is kind of embarrassed about being ‘something of a headstrong dumbass’ at that age, in their own words. It’s one of the few things Odyssey and Curiosity (who also once dated Phoenix) can agree upon. It’s all in good fun.
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okayy, but imagine every member of the horror house au.. in jail/prison!
I LOVE THAT!! I actually have considered this before, I love the idea and would love to explore it more!! Thank you for giving me the opportunity XDD
Horror House Horror Prison!
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Warnings: Like two gore mentions.
First of all, prison is not co-ed, so Chucky and Tiffany are separated- Though they are married, so they get conjugal visits. It is the worst day for everyone in the male prison, because Chucky comes back all smug and they all wanna kill him 😅.
Freddy is on constant suicide watch, because if he dies he can get back in the dream world and that make him very difficult to imprison 😅
No one fucks with Jason there (Apart from other Slashers), because he is huge and everyone knows better. Billy tries to stick around him for that reason XDD While Stu on the other hand has no problem because he's tall and fun and other prisoners just like him XD He makes prison fun! He befriends them and compliments their tattoos/crimes! Basically he's a natural there, extrovert that he is XDD
So yeah, Stu has a bunch of scary crime friends now and Billy is on very thin ice with them.
Bubba also sticks with Jason- but because he loves him, not because he needs him. Other prisoners will pick on him but no one actually touches him because he would go berserk.
Michael also doesn't get bothered but its not because of his size, obviously, he's not large- its because on the first day there he ripped someone's ear clean off their head. People give him a wide berth, apart from other Slashers (Unfortunately. Michael would love it if they would leave him be too but they always sit with him 😒😒 😅😅).
Michael, siting at lunch alone: 😑(But peaceful) Michael, when Jason sits down with his entourage (Bubba and Billy): 😑 (But frustrated) Michael, when Stu sits down, long legs knocking his own under the table: 😑 (But irritated) Michael, when Jerry, Pat and Pennywise sit down: 😑 (But questioning. Like why are you people here??) Michael, when Freddy and Chucky sit down): 😑 (But enraged)
Jerry, Patrick and 'Tad' (The name Pennywiseis under, pretending to be human so he can hang out in prison 🤣🤣) also hang out with the Slashers most of the time, but they're more independent.
Jerry is constantly fed only the tiniest bit of blood- enough to keep him 'living' but not powerful enough to escape. And he cant drink from anyone else around, because all the water has been blessed.
Also Jerry usually has the prison gossip. He walks around and charms people and they tell him what's going on (Who's coming in, who's leaving, who plans to shank Freddy or leave dog food in Chucky's bed later) and that is his addition to the group.
Patrick is pretty quiet here. He doesn't know how this happened. He was faking it so well! He covered his tracks! For this reason he kinda blames the Slashers though, because they dunno how to control themselves and got them all locked up for it (Which is true). Goes into rages and gets sent to isolation quite a bit.
Freddy is constantly bothering Pennywise about getting them out but Penny is just having so much fun here! Soooooo many fears... so many dark secrets... Its delicious.
Bubba gets really badly written letters from Drayton, Chop Top and Grandpa. Chucky and Freddy usually read them for him (I know, so nice. But they're nosy okay?? XD Allow me this). Jerry will read it if they blow him off though ^^
Michael gets visits from Dr Loomis and it can basically one of two ways- either the two men just sit there and glare at eachother for 45 minutes or Michael sits there and Dr Loomis lectures him for 45 minutes.
Okay over to the women's side of the prison!!
Just like her son, who takes after her obviously, Pam is the Big Boss and no one fucks with her around there. One sniff of disrespect and you will get a spoon in crammed down you throat.
Speaking of her son- Pam sends message with Tiffany to give to Chucky to pass son to Jason. She doenst truly trust that Chucky is doing his part-- but she has to believe ^^
And Pam is not the only one using Tiffany and Chucky's conjugal visits for her own gain XD Jennifer uses them to find out if anyone has been shanked. She has a betting pool going on with herself XD So Tiffany is just super happy, getting to go see her husband, and then Pam and Jennifer pop up just to harass her like
Guard: Valentine? Come with me, you're needed in Block 7 for your visit with Prisoner 1853. Tiffany: *Sighing happily* Oh Chucky... I'm coming! Don't wait up, ladies! Carrie: Have a good time ^^ Pam: Yes, and... if you would, could you please- Tiffany: *Frustrated sigh this time. What does she look like? A messenger pigeon??* Yeah, yeah, tell Chucky to tell Jason you love him very much and are thinkin' about 'em and hope he's doin' okay and to eat his veggies. I got it, hon... Jennifer: Yeah... Jennifer: -And before you fuck, find out if it was Freddy or Patrick that got shanked this time, K? Thanks. Tiffany: ... I swear-
Jen's just like what? I'm bored.
Maybe surprising?? But Carrie is the other one no one messes with around here XD They all heard about her massacring a whole gym worth of people and whether you believe she's magic or not-- that's still terrifying 😅😅 That halo is a trick. So there's just this adorable little blonde walking around looking nervous as hell and large terrifying women jumpin outta her way 🤣🤣
If anyone were to challenge Carrie still though, Tiffany has a shiv.
Pam has bitches. They are not Tiffany, Jennifer or Carrie... but yeah. Bitches. Women who are down bad for her and are at her beck and call. She doesn't pay them much mind, but they're there is she needs them.
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hii! I read some of your writing and AHHH!!!<33 you're an amazing writer like I'm in love with all your works!
I was wondering if I could request a yandere! indra head cannons with a s/o who is blind due to getting severely hurt in one of her missions and now she's starting to function without her eyesight but its been hard for her to do so. Maybe this is pre-obession when they first get to now each other?
have a great rest of your day, lovely! I totally understand if you don't accept this request, no pressure! <3.
Hi sweetheart! Thank you so so much for such kind words!<3 I am happy that you love my writings, as it gives me more motivation to share my ideas with more people.<3<3<3. And yayy another Yandere Indra. He is really one obsessive man and I cant explain just how much I love writing him as a yandere.
Thank you for this AMAZING request. I did my best to write this and hope you will love it. You can request more and I will complete them with great pleasure. Have a good reading cutie<3
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Indra knew his s/o since they were kids. Even as a kid, he noticed how strong-willed and strong-minded she was. And of course, she was always appearing in some trouble, from which usually Indra was saving her.  He did like saving her, appearing as a hero in her eyes, but deep in his heart he was afraid that he would not be able to help or save her in some situations.
“You worry too much about me. I am strong and can handle everything life throws at me okay?” she would always tell this to Indra, hoping to calm him and not have him worried over her. Of course, Indra was never fully convinced of it, but as a kid, he tried to trust her and believe in her abilities. Only later on would he regret trusting her words and not listening to his heart.
As they grew up, both their powers grew as well. Despite knowing how strong she was, Indra absolutely hated the idea of his s/o fighting or taking part in anything dangerous. As a pessimist, Indra envisioned multiple bad things happening to his s/o during a mission. The one he was extremely afraid of was of course her dying. Indra would never forgive him for letting his crush die, without ever getting the chance to confess love to her.
His fears unfortunately came true one day, when she returned to the village with her teammates, severely hurt. As soon as he saw her in that state, Indra’s mind filled with dark thoughts about killing the one who dared to hurt her s/o this bad. Of course, with a lot some intimidation and searching, he found the man who hurt her. 
“You touched and hurt what’s mine. You will experience the same pain as she did, but only 10 times harder. I will NOT let you live!” His face and clothes were covered in blood as he finished dealing with the man. Despite mercilessly torturing and killing him, Indra felt unsatisfied. He wished to bring this man back and kill him over and over, till he got that satisfaction. Of course, he did use his visual prowess, but for him it was not enough at all.  
Upon returning back home and seeing his s/o in a bed, Indra’s heart filled with more hate towards the man whom he killed not long ago. He even started to dislike her teammates, even though they also were badly injured. “Imbeciles…” He would think to himself every time he saw them.
“ I am sorry Indra-sama…We were not able to help her and..I am afraid she has lost her eyesight forever”
Indra felt his whole world crush down upon hearing the head medic speak those words. She was now…blind?  Undoubtedly, Indra carried a lot of guilt in his heart, blaming him for not being with her and letting her get hurt to the point of losing her eyesight. 
He spent his free time next to her, tending to her needs and just taking care of her. Now that she is blind, Indra would not let her off his eyesight. If he had to train some students, he asked his two strongest students to guard her and not let anyone, except the medic, go to her. He would try to finish his training soon so he could spend more time with her. 
At first his s/o loved how sweet and caring Indra was, feeling as if she was only now getting to know him and his caring side that Ashura was always talking about. Indra would feed her, keep her company and most importantly speak with her. The more she saw his kind side, the more she started to fall for him. It was a shame she lost her eyesight and could not see his handsome face, but hearing his soft voice was enough for her.
 Her feelings for him were growing day by day and one day she confessed her feelings to him. “I think I am in love with you…Indra-sama” she spoke softly, hearing her own heartbeat in her eyes. She was sure Indra would reject her or ignore her, but she was pleasantly surprised when Indra pressed his lips to hers. “I waited so long to hear those words…I've been in love with you ever since we were kids…I feel accomplished now” He spoke calmly. For both of them this was the ebay day in their lives. However, the love confession would soon enough fuel Indra’s extremely protective and even crazy side to an unbearable point
His s/o  was soon enough able to get out of the bed and was trying to get adjusted to her new life without her eyesight. It was difficult, but she managed to do it. After being able to walk with a cane, she wanted to try and get back to training after her body fully recovered. When she spoke to Indra about it, Indra was very dissatisfied with her desire. “No way. Have you lost your mind? You lost your eyesight and there is no way I am going to have you trained in this state. You should forget about your past life FOREVER. I will be always next to you and take care of you so your training is NOT needed”
She absolutely hated how Indra was constantly with her, scolding her if he noticed her trying to practice in secret. He was now overly protective, not letting her off his eyesight. His s/o was starting to regret falling for him, but she knew there was no way out of this situation. Her only solution was obeying him and not making him angry. After all, her mind was replaying his words which sounded like a treat more and more each day. 
“You belong to me…Don’t ever forget about it, darling. And if you EVER think about disobeying my words, trying to escape or get your life back, I will put a stop to it right there. I WILL NOT hold back..So be a good girl and listen to me~”
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Some of you have probably noticed that I havent made a liveblog post in a while. Well, thats because I usually read on the bus and during my classes and then I come home and summarize my thoughts on the 2-5 chapters I read after theyve marinated in my head for a little while, but unfortunately i appear to be incapacited at the moment so I cant do that. But because its been weeks and I dont wanna forget anything and I would very much like to finish this series soon, I'll try to read at home sometimes from now on. Since my brain is still a lil mush Im gonna do what I did for my last post, which is write down what Im thinking as Im reading instead of summarizing all my thoughts retroactively, except this time I have my german copy on hand so if I want to quote something it'll be a translation
Anyway, with all that said, welcome to my twisted mind, please enjoy my thoughts on A Court of Mist and Fury Chapters 40
Chapter 40
Ive been wanting to say this for a while now but i kept forgetting, but they translated 'winnowing' as 'den Wind spalten' ['splitting the wind'] and that is objectively so much cooler, shoutout to my gal Alexandra Ernst for that
Feyre being like "ugh, its so pathetic how these human guards think they could stand a chance against even one of us" hurts me so much you guys what have they done to my girl
Once again, its apparently perfectly fine if Rhysand doesnt tell Feyre anything "because she never asked" but if Tamlin doesnt tell her anything when she never asked hes the devil
Also once again, Feyre is perfectly not-triggered at Mor wearing a scarlet dress
Idk how to explain this, but Rhysand saying that Feyre is wearing a golden crown because "she looks so good with it, how could he not give her one" is somehow the perfect encapsulation of the hollowness of her High Lady title
Oh, of course three of the queens only showed up to watch the other two talk, itd be too hard to write dialogue if they actually participated in this important conversation
hello???? Feyre referring to humans as "your kind" ??? wth is going on
"every side bears some blame" hey rhysand ive got a question for ya. which side enslaved the other again
everytime the oldest queen does anything the prose feels the need to remind me of how old and wrinkly she is and its like, i get it, shes OLD
The oldest queen is spitting so hard rn, Im not even gonna question how they heard of the night court when Feyre, who lived closest to Prythian for many years, didnt know anything aout the individual courts prior to getting there herself, Im just gonna put her whole little monologue here: "Oh? [...] The High Lord of the Night Court asks that we join him so that we can save lives together? Fight for peace? And what about the lives that you have taken during your long, despicable existance? What about the High Lord who shrouds himself in darkness and destroys the mind of those who stand in his way? [...] We have heard of you on the continent, Rhysand. We have heard of what the Court of Night is capable of, what you do to your enemies. Peace? I wouldn't have thought that you - a man who enslaves the minds of others and kills them out of pure enjoyment - even know that word."
Anyway, she was spitting absolute bars and Feyre gets super mad about it and almost commits arson but manages to reign herself in and its like girlie, why are you so upset? one of the first things we find out about the night court in this book is that they apparently indiscriminately kill (or atleast torture) anyone who crosses the night court border without permission like theyre the fucking us government, i think the bad reputation is justified
Forgive me if I sound callous, but I have absolutely no sympathy for Rhysand flinching at the mention of Amarantha when Feyre didnt even use her name and is also talking about how she fucking DIED AT HER HANDS
God, I feel like I have something to say about every single line this post is gonna be like 10 thousand words long by the time Im done
So lets take it from the top; Feyre tries to convince the mortal queens to give them the half of the book by recounting to them how much everyone suffered under Amarantha and how she was gruesomely beaten to death and then revived, which is not a compelling argument to me, who actually witnessed all of that, much less these queens who have barely any context for anything shes saying right now
The oldest queen is like "you dont know anything about anything" which is true what the fuck does Feyre know about whats going on in the human world or even the fae world at large, and then Rhysand growls "dont you dare talk down to her!!" because shes passionate and speaking from the heart or whatever and its like, okay, shes still not good at politicking or even just basic negatioation and shes talking to a seasoned politician who old as fuck
Like, if Feyre was actually smart, she wouldve long since realized that she couldnt convince these queens to protect this little slip of land right up to prythians border and been like "okay, you dont wanna protect the land, but can you atleast organize an evacuation so you can atleast save the people" Sure, they definitely still wouldnt have agreed to that because its a sjm book and theyre written to be comically evil, but it would atleast demonstrate Feyre being a little savvy, because right now all we're getting is her being stupid and stubborn in a situation where she really cant afford that
god, im just now noticing how pissed off I am, its been bleeding into my commentary and its not gonna stop, Im sorry. wait no, if youre reading this youre probably looking for negativity, so youre welcome, actually
Anyway, Rhys also says that Feyre is a kindhearted soul looking out for people who cant defend themselves even though she definitely thought that those human guards were pathetic for wanting to defend themselves when she and the other fae were soooooo much more powerful and he definitely knows that because the mental bond is fully open during this meeting and he chastises the queens for being selfish and cowardly when its like, my brother in christ you are doing the exact same bullshit, but atleast the queens are defending a wholeass continent while hes defending one (1) city. and iirc that city ends up getting attacked and destroyed anyway so good job my guy
Theres something so oddly biblical about the story Mor is telling about Miriam, down to her name being Miriam
That island thats removed from time is such bullshit istg
Is it just me or have these bozos not actually explained what they even need the other half of the book for. theyre just like "we need to stop this war and we'd like peace between humans and fae" and its like cool, hows the book gonna help with that though
im sorry, feyre wants to punch that old woman in the face????
the chapter ends with Elain being like "I hope they burn in hell" and i get that, they just straight up said that they want to abandon a whole bunch of people (them included) to die if a war breaks out, but you cant say that the night court girlies are not also at fault for being so fucking bad at politics
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hello, could you do a yandere bloody painter headcanons?
My first ask! Thank you for requesting <3
Since you did not specify most things, the reader will be gender neutral and NSFW will not be included. Bloody painter is my favourite!!
Yandere! Bloody Painter x GN! Reader
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Warnings: Unhealthy relationship dynamics, obsessive behaviour, stalking, descriptions of murder, violence, blood, visually unhinged characters,
Bloody Painter is best describes as predatory. Not in the way you would expect, though. He loves to play games with his victims so he can catch them in what he deems to be their most beautiful state—true, unmistakable terror.
He has standards, of course. He doesn’t want his work to come out ugly, that’s all…
Unfortunately for you, his standards fit you perfectly. Like a damn glove.
It starts off tame—some minor stalking here and there. Usually just appearing in your favourite stores and memorising your schedule.
Then as things go on he gets braver.
We would start to break into your house in the middle of the night and watch you sleep.
If you sleep with the light on he would take advantage of it and sketch you while you’re deep in your slumber.
He cant help it…you’re just so mesmerising.
Eventually his walls were covered with drawings of you.
But…it still wasn’t enough. He needed more.
He, of course, always gets what he wants. No matter how long it takes.
It doesn’t matter, he’s very patient.
But patience can only go so far.
He always gets so, so jealous of the people in your life who can freely talk to you and show you how much they love you…
Sure, he could always approach you himself, but…he wants to be fully prepared.
So, he just kills them off.
One by one, you were losing people so quickly. Hell, they were dropping like flies.
He always made such a scene.
He just wanted to make it pretty for you…could you really blame him?
Well, yes…those were your friends. Anyone would be mad.
That’s why he just took you!
Away from all the madness your small town provided…
In his sick, twisted mind, he was doing you a favour.
Surely you wouldn’t miss being harassed on the streets by those disgusting perverts, right?
He was so much better than them anyways.
As previously mentioned, Bloody Painter is a very patient man.
He can put up with your screaming, your crying, your kicking and punching…
He could deal with that.
After all, you were doing him a huge favour.
You provided him with such beautiful scenes to paint.
Oh how he loved the look in your eyes when he would get too close…
How they would widen in terror as he brought back what you could barely recognise as the fleshly cut head of your best friend.
How tears would swell as you croaked out pleas for him to let you go.
He just loved it.
He would try to be gentle with you.
Especially when he would drag his knife across your arm as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear…
“Thank you, my darling, for all you have given me…”
He was so thankful for the beautiful blood you so generously provided him with.
In return, he would always take care of you and gently rock you back and forth in his arms as you sobbed.
He loved to stroke your hair as you tried to fight for conscious, eventually falling asleep on the man that took your life away from you.
The way you snored softly in your sleep alway made him grin.
Even though you didn’t want to, you would show your vulnerable side to him. And he loved it.
If he ever managed to break you…
He would miss the emotion in your eyes.
But oh how he loved the way you would relax into him and let him cradle you in his arms.
He came close to worshipping you sometimes.
With the way he would praise you as he pressed soft kisses to your lips and jawline, you could almost pretend it was a healthy relationship.
You were his muse, as he liked to call you.
Paintings of you littered his walls and could be found almost anywhere they would fit.
He just wanted to remember each and every detail of your body,
Was that so much to ask for?
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WROTE MORE NOTES WHILE WATCHING THE MOVIES LOKI IS IN. THIS TIME FOR THOR: RAGNAROK. THESE ONES TEND TO BE LESS SERIOUS WHICH MAKES SENSE SINCE THIS MOVIE ALSO HAPPENS TO BE LESS SERIOUS. IT WAS STILL FIN THOUGH.
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I wonder if thor's looking for infinity stones was another of "odin's" (loki's) orders
ragnarok is one of my favorite thor movies though it is less serious than the others. it has a sense of... silly billyness.
heimdall is not there dude. dude got banished. they replaced him with karl urban
skurge has to run alllllllllll the way down the bifrost now
it's a statue of loki, thor. duh.
THE PLAY 😭😭😭 I'll never get over this shit. loki is so fucking funny
"oh shit" YEAH OH SHIT
loki was able to act as odin perfectly before but just loses that here completely like he is barely able to keep his cool
idk if anyone has noticed this. I only noticed after someone pointed it out, but loki doesnt move out of the way. thor pushes him out of the way. loki was just going to stay there and let mjolnir hit him
he looks so good oh my god this movie has some of loki's best looks I just want to Eat him
love that he poked the piece of paper and whispered loki because honestly it's plausible that he'd just turn into a piece of paper
stephen loves dramatics doesn't he?
this scene made me laugh so hard I cried the first time I saw it 😭😭😭 "I have been falling!! FOR THIRTY MINUTES!!"
die odin
the way loki turns and stares at odin after he calls them BOTH his sons
"frigga wouldve been proud" literally kill me it would hurt less. I hate they made odin say things that dont justmake me angry
odin loves dropping crazy jaw dropping earth shattering news and then dipping. he just loves not dealing with his problems and leaving them to someone else
"no. I'm on a different path now. this you must face alone." back to him just making me angry. fuck you old man. just like I said. loves not doing with his own problems THAT HE CREATED.
LOKI'S FACE DOMT DO THIS TO ME. WHEN ODIN SAYS "I LOVE YOU, MY SONS." HIS JAW LITERALLY DROPS HE'S IN SHOCK IN DISBELIEF OF THSOE WORDS SOMEONE HUG HIM AND LOVE HIM FOR ME I CANT TAKE THIS
he fucking oogwayed them that's insane bro it's actually fucking insane 😭😭
HOW WAS IT LOKI'S DOING. HE JUST PUT HIM IN A SENIOR HOME WHERE I BELIEVE HE FUCKING BELONGED AND THAT'S BEING NICE
HELA 💖💖💖💖💖
bye bye loki see you on sakaar
yall don't know how crazy I went when she just fucking massacred the warriors three
trash planet
I FUCKING HATE THAT THEY TOOK DOWN THOR. THE GOD OF THUNDER AND FUCKING LIGHTNING. WITH A FUCKING ELECTRIC (BASICALLY LIGHTNING) ATTACK. IT DOESNT MAKE ANY FUCKING SENSE
I do love loki, but he really did make a mistake calling for the portal to be opened. it seems like a very obviously wrong move and uncharacteristic of loki. idk maybe that's just me. then again he does run so.
jeff goldblum is a treasure to the world
one of his hottest looks. whoever the designer and artists were for this movie have my fucking gratitude for giving me this loki.
how was loki there for weeks and just never saw hulk??
cate blanchett is everything
I domt understand why she's so... loki like. the green and black, the blades, even her magic is green.
i do wish the movie was a little more serious. like loki saying to thor "it hurts doesnt it? being lied to. being told you're one thing and it all being a fiction." it's a very serious matter and it's just swept away and a joke is made immediately after those words are said
"our sister" OUR.
"guess I'll just have to go it alone. like I've always done." AND THOR JUST GIVES A SARCASTIC FAKE SMILE LIKE HE CANT BELIEVE HIM. THOR!!! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU !!! also you cant blame loki for hela. she would have escaped or been freed at some point.
LOKI'S REACTION TO SEEING HULK 😭😭
you tried thor, but unfortunately you're not natasha. as much as I hate that storyline.
"Yes! That's how it feels!" 😭
makes me even more pissed about the way they shut him down. HE LITERALLY WAS CREATING LIGHTNIG IN HIS BODY AND THEY TAKE HIM DOWN BY ELECTROCUTING HIM!?!?!? DOESNT. MAKE. ANY. SENSE.
also idc thor was winning that fight. only reason he didnt was cuz they did that to thor.
hate to see him go, but love to watch him walk away (loki)
i really do love watching him fight
loki looks so proud and fond like of the snake stabby thor story
THAT'S NOT WHAT HE ALWAYS WANTED. DO WE FORGET HIS WORDS DURING THE FIRST FIGHT BETWEEN THEM WE SEE? "I only ever wanted to be your equal!" actually going to lose it rn. COUNT YOUR FUCKING DAYS THOR. COUNT THEM.
I do think thor is being honest about how he thought the world of loki, but never enough to really look, to truly see his brother. never cared enough to dig deeper. and the mistakes loki made have just made it easier for thor to further ignore the deeper problems with his brother. you can love someone dearly, but still never truly see them. I wonder if knowing of thor's love makes it better or worse for loki. to be so loved, but for it to still not be enough to have been seen, to have been helped at all. or easier for it to be a lie and never loved at all, for it makes more sense to loki, because if you loved him why would you never dig deeper? why could you not see what was wrong? what was being done to him? how he felt? maybe that's why he was so adamant in the past, brushing thor's words away because otherwise that would mean even then it just wasnt enough. and it's more familiar to him too. the feeling he sits in, the knowledge that he's not loved or understood, that those around him think so little of him. and sometimes familiarity is easier than taking a new and brighter path.
he could be more. but it's hard to do that when everyone around you sees the worst in you and your stuck in a shadow your entire life. ignored. it's why I love mobius so much. he sees what others don't in loki and actually pushes him to be better and is there for him. mobius is truly the number one loki apologist.
THE THUD OF BANNER HITTING THE BIFROST 😭😭😭
LOKI IS SO DRAMATIC "Your saviour is here!!"
I LOVE WHEN THOR FINALLY STARTS USING LIGHTNING LIKE THIS. ALSO LOKI'S PROUD GRIN WHEN HE SEES HIM.
I take it back THIS is loki's hottest look
"if you were actually here, I might even give you a hug" " I'm here" AND THEN YOU DON'T SHOW US A HUG ??? REALLY???
the look of horror on loki's face when the ship appears. thor looks curious, but loki.... he knows who that ship belongs to and you can just see the dread fill him.
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do you ever think that joker's character would be hated less if harley was never created? dont get me wrong i love her, its just that her inclusion in the first place was for joker to beat the gay allegations and the abuse isnt rlly fun imo. whining about this is kinda pointless since we cant change the past but i just wanted to hear how you feel about this topic
Mm. This is a bit complicated. I know that it's a popular belief, the idea Harley Quinn was created to make Joker appear less queer, but that's not entirely rooted in fact. Not saying this motivation didn't play a role at all, but if you read up on Harley's origins, some writers involved were against her becoming a regular character on BTAS because it would humanize Joker too much to have a love interest; that was a significant concern. When introducing her to main comic continuity, Dini specifically had Joker be as dark and murderous towards her from the start, and this persisted in most comics featuring them afterwards.
It's not Harley's sheer existence that contributed to the hatred for Joker's character in recent times, in my opinion. It's three combined factors: her redemption arc for the past decade or so, Joker's abusiveness towards her, and the fact she was given a female love interest in Poison Ivy (which turned her into explicit queer representation). The draw of Harlivy as a ship and of Harley being depicted as an abused woman standing up for herself was understandably massive, for a big segment of fandom. And unfortunately, many were eager to forget about Harley's past crimes and choices because of this; after all, it's not difficult to just blame Joker for all the "evil" parts of Harley in order to justify her actions. Joker undoubtedly had a big influence, but it really takes away from her character if her agency is denied entirely (I do hate this recent cross-fandom tendency to take conflicted darker characters and sanitize them). And there is something to be said about Joker being written as a one-dimensional abusive asshole, in order to uplift Harley's character arc and make her triumphs over him more impactful. It is a pity... while I can't say I am a fan of Harley, I find her interesting, and her relationship with Joker has some fascinating aspects to it that get downplayed and ignored in this wave of oversimplification. The main reason she stayed with him was because she thought there was humanity to him, and that she could be the one to bring it out. The tragedy of it, of course, is that she's not wrong-- it's simply that Joker is pretty much incapable of seeing anyone other than Batman as an equal and a fellow human being. Joker does care about her in his own twisted way, but as an extension of himself; a possession, something he created. He also treats her as an extension of himself, which is to say... badly. Because despite how contradictory it might seem at first glance, Joker is suicidal and self-loathing.
Anyway, an analysis of Jarley isn't the point of this :)) To make a long story short, it's true that Harley never being created would've led to none of this happening... but thing is, I do think a female sidekick was inevitable. If they didn't give Joker Harley Quinn, they would've come up with a different character like her eventually, and then who knows where that would've gone. And even if you try to imagine a world with Joker having no one like Harley in his story... the current hatred towards Joker in Tumblr and Twitter circles is quite intertwined with the rise of purity culture and with Joker fatigue (due to DC's overuse of him). Joker as a villain is associated with alpha male toxicity and the whole "we live in a society" mindset, which instantly makes fans on this side of the fence wary; although, even leaving aside the fact Joker has killed countless people in canon, it's more that he shot Barbara Gordon and killed Jason Todd that gets him the biggest amount of hatred. Of course that his abuse towards Harley plays a big part as well, but personally, I don't think it's the main cause. Batman has so many villains, but few of them have harmed Bruce and his Family as personally as Joker has. Seeing as the fandom for the Batfamily is the biggest one, it's not surprising that Joker is disliked within it. (Which is perfectly fine. Issues only arise when fans don't make the distinction between reality and fiction and begin to harass each other over make-pretend non-existent people.)
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11, 15, 29, 30 for the OTP questions for all three please <3
Thank you Skelly! This is probably going to end up obnoxiously long but I love the babies and I don't talk about them nearly enough.
Unfortunately word vomiting also means this is just shy of 1.5k words of such.
11. What is their love language?
chloe x jacob - Chloe is an acts of service kinda gal, which is excellent for Jacob since words seemingly live to fail him when it comes to her. Their cabin is never low on firewood, even if neither of them have been there recently. She reads the 'I love yous' in every dinner, in the times hes gone out of his way for her time to be less shitty. Extra food, extra water. normal romanticizing captor things. (several peak story plot points are atrocities Jacob commits in Chloe's name). Jacob is words of affirmation, but Christ you'll never hear him admit it. Chloe has grown to note the little side smiles he thinks she can't see, holding them close to her heart. Listening to his heart race while she gives him her adoration is loud enough a proclamation.
theo x john - Theo finds restorative love in quality time. Eden's Gate keeps him extraordinarily busy, especially as one of Jacob's Chosen. There is very little opportunity to sneak away, and having to keep things on the dl makes it more frustrating. Long showers with quality soaps and late morning breakfasts at John's ranch are treasured moments he doesn't know when he'll have again. John has a mix of physical touch and receiving gifts. He's used to giving gifts, but the thought that someone thought of him and wants to give him something, knowing he can afford to buy what he wants is so very personal. It's a delicate balance though, between flattery and insult. If the gift is something he doesn't actually like or think relates to himself, he rejects it- harshly. It stems from hurt and not feeling understood, rejecting the venerability.
pie x sharky - Pie is a sucker for words of affirmation, she likes to see someone work for it. She is smart, and pretty, just a bit unhinged and she knows it. Doesn't mean she doesn't like hearing it, too. Sharky is physical touch and quality time. Some time with just him, the love of his life and fire? Absolutely nothing better. Until of course, the love of his life wants to touch some too. That is even better.
15. Why do they like each other?
chloe x jacob - Tenacity. Any odds stuck against her, and Chloe will find a way. Jacob finds her fearlessness both annoying and intriguing. She's also the only person who's given him a compliment without a breath of pity or malice, something rare even from his family. The judges like her, even Haniel does and she hates everyone. He can blame wanting to study her as an interest all he wants, he cant deny the appeal of the vessel the intrigue comes in either. After their rough introductions and a few months of exhausting her, Chloe finds solace when Jacob is around. Thinking isn't so loud, things aren't so hard. She enjoys the challenge, learning to toy with him. On a more serious manner, she sees how hard he works. How much of himself he gives away and how hard he's holding onto both. His pride, his skeletons, how fiercely he loves and protects his own. When things go wrong and she feels scared, it's Jacob she longs for.
theo x john - Theo makes everything fun for John. He's witty, smart, important to Eden's Gate, strong. He can handle John's humor, his sass, his anger. His plane has major plus points, and the loyalty seals the deal. Anyone willing to lie to Jacob to protect him, he trusts with his whole heart. Theo loves all of John, even the manic side of things. He can handle a little blood, tests of violence are far from unusual. He loves having a space to express his doubts, someone that understands the pressures of the Reaping, can help relieve some of that stress constantly building. There's security for Theo in being who John seeks for comfort, an honor in sinful thoughts. John also happens to be the most beautiful man Theo knows.
pie x sharky - Sharky is in love with Pie in the most puppy way imaginable. Nothing compares to the way his heart races when they're together. Completely addicted- his woman, his inspiration, his private religion. She might be qualified to have worked at NASA but she never makes him feel dumb, not for real. He loves hearing her talk, about anything and everything. He learns so much from the way she views life and loves every creature. His absolute lack of self preservation slowly wore her down edges and they talked many a night of her fixing him and Hurk up after something stupid. She loves his bravery, even if its partially a lack of awareness. Admires his lack of fucks and drive to have fun, after having forgotten how herself for so long. No matter how sad she's felt, he's never failed to make her smile. Their chemistry is almost electric, a tangible feel in the air whenever their eyes lock. He makes her believe in magic, and there's nothing more precious than that.
29. Who said I Love You, first?
chloe x jacob - Jacob did, as unexpected as that sounds. He'd been completely feral for 3.5 weeks at that point, looking for her. Chloe was taken into the Wolf's Den by Rook after being attacked by a bear. Jacob found nothing but what were once his chosen decorating his forest floor with no trace of her. When he finally got his arms around her again, there was nothing left to deny. The "I love you.." whispered as Chloe fell asleep in front of their fire, safe, and snuggling into a bear hide rug she couldn't quite remember being there before.
theo x john - Theo said it first, although it was reciprocated immediately. Following an argument where John was bratting himself into a fight, stuck feeling like Theo was abandoning him as the Reaping began and work doubled for everyone. Angsty [nasty sassy] fight ensues, and ends in some very passionate sex outside. Peak climax sets free a "-so good for me, you.. do so, I- I love you..". John has known he loved Theo but refused to admit it first, out of principle, until that moment. John says it often after that.
pie x sharky - Sharky!! Man is a SIMP! Absolutely the most husband. He's been in love with Pie for years and he's said it with his chest every time. Pie rejected him every time, focusing on her work and caring for her uncle.
30. When did they realize they loved each other?
chloe x jacob - A bit hard to answer without giving away lots of juicy bits- but I'll summarize. Chloe's moment of realization hit her like a truck after she spared Jacob's life by taking.. another's with very little hesitation. She split in a mortified 'fuck, I love you' and immediately throws up. She managed to keep it to herself for the time being, thankfully. Jacob's smug self would've never dropped it had she not only killed an important person for him AND admitted he'd succeeded in ensnaring her psyche one go. Jacob at this point had been living his best delulu mindset until almost a month prior- he had to think a bear killed her first, conveniently. This was mostly so I could write a distraught 'fuck, I love you' from both povs if I'm being entirely honest.
theo x john - Theo of course knew who John was, but knowing John is very different experience. Knowing all the bits and pieces, seeing him cry, seeing him angry, afraid? Really knowing him is a privilege. Sitting in the greenhouse Theo realized how much he likes when John leans on him, needs him, surrounds him.. Its altered a deeper understanding and he doesn't want to go without it. Maybe he can't, either way he's absolutely certain, he's in love with John. John has much more of a primal awakening, comparatively. They'd been flirting and teasing each other for weeks on and off, leading up to chosen initiation week dubbed 'pit week'. John was entirely purposeful in riling Theo up, pushing buttons to spike the tension. Standing on a balcony watching Theo beat the shit out of cocky newbies in mud was doing things to him at an alarming rate. Theo's eyes locked with his, face splattered with blood and John is aware he's completely unrecoverable.
pie x sharky - One of the times Sharky blew himself up worse than usual, she went off on him about how she could've lost her best friend, one of the 5 people she's ever loved. Sharky manages to lift whats left of his right eyebrow, "How hard did I hit mah head?" (that ends in super cute fluff- in a wip atm). Sharky fell for Pie in freshman year. The only thing he regretted about dropping out was not seeing her as often. He missed his pyre, his spark. His Pie. She was so smart, and kind. He was always laughing at something she said. "Have I told you I love you before?". Pity the roller rink date went so wrong, but it ended in him sure he'd never love anyone else more.
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