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no joke i think deep frying my hand has reaffirmed my positivity for being alive. i was so stressed out in the days leading up to it, and all that stress really dissipated when i had to go to the ER. i remember thinking to myself like, maybe life is okay & i like living, actually. the next morning i got prescribed gel hrt, that weekend i went to an anime convention and was surrounded by my closest friends, and now as my burnt flesh peels itself from my body to make way for new skin i am now 7 days on t
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im sure theres a poem in there somewhere
#it hurt like hell but honestly i thought it was funny even as i was actively in shock at the er#AND my roommate bought me taco time. so. yknow. lol#the pain was so fascinating to me. i know im a horror novelist and a goth or whatever but genuinely it was fascinating#i also reaffirmed that i am way way way too good at hiding pain for my own safety but luckily i live with people who love me#i remember describing the pain as if my hand were a sheet being fed through fast spinning rubber wheels on some form of mechanism#like i was being driven over or something... a simultaneous squashing and ripping feeling#ive had to keep it bandaged but i change it out every night and at every stage of the process my flesh has looked incredible#the biggest downside for me is honestly just that cleaning is difficult or inadvisable for me until it heals#bc i dont wanna get chemicals in the damaged sjij#skin*#talkin
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And they were roommates {T.M}
A/n: For some strange ass reason I thought I had written for Mitsuya before, but apparently, I haven't. Once again, requests are open, so feel free to check my pinned and then request whatever you want.
Pairing: uni student!Mitsuya x fem! uni student!reader
Genre: fluff
Tw: none as far as I am aware
Hakkai's questions were endless. But that wasn't the problem. Hakkai, Draken, and everyone else, of course deserved a few answers here and there, but... did he have to answer them right now?
Mitsuya took a deep deep breath, trying to keep himself as calm as he usually was. "May I ask..." He exhaled as slowly as he had inhaled. "Why on earth are you all standing in front of my apartment at 9 am on a Saturday morning?"
"It's been a week since you've moved here and you haven't invited us yet." Draken's smile, though extremely forced, only seemed to widen.
"That's a bit rude Mitsuya." Yuzuha walked passed him and entered the apartment. Mitsuya could do nothing but watch as the young woman took a look around the room before nodding to the rest.
In a matter of seconds the two couches in the living room were full with no space whatsoever for him.
"So where's your roommate?" Hakkai asked.
"In her room... sleeping. I would appreciate it if you could tone it down."
Mitsuya was in a loss for words. He placed five glasses of water on the wooden coffee table between the couches and sighed.
"Why haven't we met her yet?" Mikey let out a yawn.
It was as clear as day that Hakkai had been the one with the idea because Draken and Mikey weren't the ones to wake up this early. Especially on the weekends. As for Yuzuha and Emma... they weren't the ones to pass on a chance to meet his new roommate.
For the time being, he was glad that you were a heavy sleeper.
"We've both been busy with university and you know... managing the apartment. Not to mention getting used to each other." Realising that they weren't going to leave any time soon, he grabbed one of the four chairs from the kitchen table and sat down. "Is it safe to assume that you are not going to leave until you meet her?"
The sigh escaping Mitsuya's lips this time was evidently heavier at the sight of his friends nodding simultaneously.
What was he supposed to do? Wake you up? You hadn't reached that level of intimacy yet. Wait until you woke up on your own? He was sure that seeing five strangers in your living room right after waking up wasn't going to be pleasant.
"Listen, she came home late last night with the band and all so..."
None of them was shocked. They knew all about you. Mitsuya couldn't even form a sentence without mentioning you or something you did ever since you became roommates. And having realised, Hakkai before all, that this wasn't just some silly fascination about having a roommate for the first time, practically everyone in what used to be Toman had decided to help Mitsuya. But in order to do that... they had to meet you first.
"Um... Good morning?" You tried to hold back your yawn, leaning against the doorframe of your room.
Mitsuya had never felt more awkward in his life. He had to watch five of his best friends pretend to not know anything about you when Hakkai and Yuzuha even knew your measurements.
One week. You'd known each other for one week and he had already made a jacket for you. Had he given it to you yet? No. Would he do it any time soon? No. But it was nonetheless embarrassing.
"Well it was nice meeting you all but I have to go to tonight's bar." You smiled, standing up. "I'll be back for dinner but in the meantime..." you turned to look at Mitsuya. "If you have any time... I have a dress I don't really wear any more... could you perhaps make it a nice top? I'd like to wear it tonight."
Of course, Mitsuya agreed and said nothing as they all watched you leave. "Since you're already here, Hakkai, mind helping me out?" Mitsuya's smile was more threatening than kind. And even though Draken, Emma, Yuzuha, and a half asleep, Mikey managed to leave the apartment without getting scolded, Hakkai didn't have the same fate.
#tokyo revengers#writing#anime and manga#anime#manga#mitsuya x reader#tokyo revengers mitsuya#tokyo revengers fluff#takashi mitsuya#mitsuya takashi#mitsuya takashi x reader#mitsuya#mitsuya tokyo revengers#tokyo revengers x reader#tokyo rev x reader#tokyo rev headcanons
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A steel toed boot set up as a pendulum rhythmically tapping the exact same spot on my forehead from mere centimeters away as I am cable tied in position with a U-bracket around my neck which is screwed to a table with included breath and eye restriction wearables while isochronic tones are coming from speakers in opposite corners of the room simultaneously at ultrasound and infrasound barely within range of human-hearing while wearing a heart rate monitor that varies the intensity of an electric shock. *(did j cum thinking about tbjs*(
Imagine waking up to this**
theres something so mechanical & industrial about your fantasy, it is fascinating to me how material & somatic it all is.. i especially like the U-bracket around the neck, very dope. we are nearing the culmination of the torment nexus
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Heeversee presents ✨
Hey dear strawberries 🍓.
Chapter 01 https://www.tumblr.com/heeversee/725999585350270976/heeversee-presents?source=share
Here.
Demon Heeseung au
Chapter 02
Stalker yander Heeseung.
Contains smut, sex or whatever. Idk how to explain it.
It's filthy here.
Dear kiddos below 18, please move your ass off here my loves.
You were terrified after that parcel. You stayed at home for days. Closed windows and doors. Eating only home made food with whatever you had left in your home.
But three weeks was enough to make you forget about the blood red card and the lingerie. You live in an apartment which is quite small but enough for one person. You threw the parcel in the corner of the apartment.
Today you came back from the 5th interview. No luck,you were rejected. It made you feel sad and depressed. Felix had gone to Australia and you were left alone since you didn't have any friends other than him.
But a guy named lee heesung was always on your mind. You didn't know that you really liked him until you left the company.
Heeseung was dangerous. You knew not to trust your heart.
Meanwhile heesung watched your small form from behind. As he sat on the couch in the corner of your room. He loved your little home which you called "safe place".
"Are these walls going to protect you from me my dove?" He was fascinated by the way you always maintained the girly aesthetic. Your home was a reflection on you.
He strolled with you entering your room.
You were ready to take a shower, you set a perfect shower playlist and came to strip out of your clothes, unaware that your ex boss was lying on your bed watching you strip naked slowly.
Heeseung enjoyed the sight of your naked body lightly dancing to the song playing through the speakers.
He chuckled, his dick growing harder by every second. He loved the way you swayed your body. He loved Every single thing about your body. Yet he couldn't fuck you, not without your permission.
Yes he might be a yander stalker and a demon who was heads over heels for a little human but, he knew that without your permission he could only fuck you with love. He wanted love. He was greedy for your love.
You came back fresh and changed into your cute bear pajamas and went to bed.
You woke up in a different place. Rather expensive place. "Where am i? Is this a dream? I just went to sleep" you were confused but then later came to conclusion that this was a dream.
You happily rolled all over the red blood sheets and with black comforter.
"so comfortable" you sigh and melt into the bed.
"are you comfortable my dove" a voice wishperd above your ear.
You just nodded loving the warmth and comfort the body beside you gave.
"y/n don't move" the voice groaned.
You pushed the hands off you when you recognised the voice. "Heeseung? What are you doing here"
"aww come on my little princess you dream of me fucking you almost every night and now you're shocked?"
"yeah but this dream feels so real God, feels like I've lost my mind" you shake your head and snuggle into heeseung's arms.
his large body warped around yours, a mixture of awe and arousal filling heesungs senses.
His fingers trailed along your exposed skin as they moved further into the room. Every touch sent shockwaves down your spine, causing your pulse to race faster than ever.
he then gently kissed your lips, stirring even deeper feelings inside you. His tenderness mixed with dominance made your knees weaken.
He stood there wearing the same black suit you always dreamt of stripping and Fucking you.
he got up and commanded
"strip for me dove"
Your hand trembled slightly as you removed your night shirt,
His eyes followed every movement, his body tensing in response. Taking your cue, he swiftly removed his suit jacket and shirt, throwing it carelessly onto a nearby chair. As if in agreement, they simultaneously dropped their pants, standing there vulnerably, their bodies now bare and exposed.
"your so wet my love" he said and with a sudden gush of air you're pressed into the bed. With his dick twitching against your wet soaked pussy.
"heeseung please" you beg and moan loudly when he rubs his tip on your pussy.
His fingers pinching and teasing your nipples.
Without any warning heesung pushed his fingers inside your pussy making your breath hitch.
Pumping in and out making sure that he stretches you well.
"heeseung please" you moan his name.
"please what my baby" he smirks pushing another finger into your pussy.
"fuck me please, I need you dick.... Please... Heeseung...." Your voice begging to fuck you, your teary eyes all made his patience snap.
You felt his tip on your entrance and he pushed in with one thrust.
"ahhh... Heeseung..." You grab his arm for support.
Heeseung let you adjust to him, he almost stretched you a lot and he could feel your wall clenching around him.
"calm down my little dove, you're doing so well" he coos.
He starts at a low phase. Thrusting into you slowly and steadily.
"heesung..." You cried out. "Please.."
"What is it my love? Fuck you Harder?" He asks, you desperately nod.
"Don't blame me, my love" his thrusts grow harder and faster hitting every deep spot.
Hishair strand sticking to his forehead. His silver necklace dangling from his neck.
You moan coming undone. Your cum leaking and staining the sheets.
But seems like the demon has no intention to stop anytime.
Heeseung is a demon with an untamed desire for lust and power. He didn't know how the desire for lust was until he met you.
You cover your eyes with your arm. Unable to stop Cumming.
Heeseung holds your legs apart and fucking your while groaning.
"let me see your pretty eyes while I'm fucking you my dove" he says and you look away embarassed.
He started to Fuck harder and harder until you looked at him.
"I'm going to cum into this pussy and I'm going to make it mine" he thrusts at an inhuman phase.
"this" thrust "pussy" thrust "is" thrust "mine" thrust.
"ye...yes yours" you form words some how.
With one last thrust he cums, shooting thick cum into your already leaking pussy.
He lays down beside you, not removing his dick to feel your warmth that he yearned for.
"you are mime and I'm yours my dove, my mate" he whispers and watches as you drift to sleep.
Gently patting your hair.
"what will be your expression when you wake up to feel my cock still twitching inside your pussy my dove? I wonder."
He darkly chuckles.
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I wrote an long ass smut and by mistake discarded it. Pain on another level.
Heeseung is hot but sunghoon dressed in white and singing karma and doing that step is hotter.
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I'm procrastinating again, so have some Murray pov. Now on AO3
Murray should have kept his mouth shut. It wasn't his business, wasn't his area of expertise. But he was incurably curious.
The two teenagers had seemed absolutely inseparable; since he’d arrived in Hawkins this time he hadn’t seen one without the other. The girl sitting on the boy’s lap. The boy leaning on the girl’s shoulder to nap. Their constant silent conversations. The hand holding.
The frequent complaints from one of the toddlers that the two of them should just admit that they were perfect for each other and start dating.
Murray knew better, of course. He knew what unresolved feelings looked like, and this was about as far from unresolved as he’d ever seen. The two teens either had no interest in each other, or had been dating for months.
“Right,” Murray had said, finally, looking between them. “I have never seen such a complete absence of sexual tension in my life. Which one of you is gay?”
“I am,” both of them blurted out simultaneously, identical looks of panic on their faces. Then the fear shifted into anger as the two of them turned to each other and hissed, “You are not!”
The argument that followed was barely comprehensible. Sentence fragments spoken over one another.
“…the babysitter can’t…”
“…you’ve never dated a boy…”
“…your kids need…”
“…Nancy would never believe…”
“…if you aren’t allowed…”
“…with my reputation…”
It took Murray a minute to sort out what the two of them were saying.
“Oh, I get it. She knows that if you’re found out you won’t be trusted with the kids. And he thinks that his past sexual encounters mean people are more likely to believe you’re gay than that he is.” Murray pointed at each kid in turn. “Not the worst idea; most straight people find bisexuality beyond their comprehension. But if you really want to cover for each other, your best bet is to pretend you’re dating.”
It was almost cute, really.
“Robin doesn’t like lying,” the boy replied. “Letting people assume she likes boys is different from pretending to date one.”
“It’s not fair to Steve. What if he meets a girl he likes?” Robin spoke at almost the same time.
“Wait? Is that why? Steve asked. “You’re graduating in June. I can go two months without a date. I have gone two months without a date.”
“Yeah, when you were depressed and girls kept turning you down.”
“I was not depressed.”
“You were happier being tortured - literally tortured - then you were all of June working at Scoops.”
“Yeah? Food service sucks.”
“Well as fascinating as this is,” Murray started, but the two teens ignored him.
"You would choose getting beaten unconscious and left to drown in your own blood over scooping ice cream?”
“If I knew I’d survive it? Definitely.”
“Ooh, what if you weren’t sure? How low a chance of survival would you need before you’d prefer working at Scoops?”
“Would I have to wear the uniform?”
“Yes.”
“Including the hat? Because I choose certain death over the hat.”
“Your hair is really not that special, Steve.”
“If you liked guys you’d get it.” Steve seemed to remember Murray’s existence. “You’re not going to tell anyone, right? About us?”
“Of course not.” He’d be insulted, but in a town like Hawkins it was a life or death matter. Possibly literally. “Though, if you want my advice, you two should get married. It’s still only lying by implication, and it comes with legal protections. I’m a notary in the state of Indiana, so I can handle it for you.”
Murray took the momentary shocked silence as his opportunity to escape. They knew where to find him once they had the paperwork.
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the unwanted guest thoughts
OBSESSED with the format as a stage play... makes so so much sense for ianthe and the third house
funeral part is so cool and sexy and i wonder if thats insight into how funerals actually are on the third
palamedes' mask being shattered and glued together like his skull....
ianthe slaying in all her fits... wait this reminds me of a dream i had a while ago in which ianthe duelled someone and did a ton of costume changes... i literally predicted it
ianthe being the lady and the master of the house... unprecedented levels of gender
significance of 7 coffins?? bc of 7 original lyctors??
the VOICE!!! my first instinct was dulcie but how?? so i thought maybe babs or someone else?? but i was right!!
still unsure of significance of "did your tingue ever toungle" maybe shows ianthe not being in complete control??
not the playing strip poker with harrow...
fascinated by ianthe and pal's differing views of the job of the cavalier... to die for vs protect the necromancer
"because you never stop to check the price tag" FUCK
is palamedes actually shocked by the third house assigning cavaliers as babies or is he pretending to get ianthe to share more?
oh ortus... blown up for being sad
would love to read about one of ianthe and corona's insane birthday parties
should have seen earlier how much the gideon nav description was shaped by babs, it makes so much sense
something about ianthe disqualifying her opponents as a form of winning... she never plays fair
the more we get of her the more i LOVE DULCIE!!!
DYING to know what happened to dulcinea after harrow's river bubble collapsed
"I loved you. I love you still. I would have worked out how to love you better over time." "It would have been very beautiful. Camilla would have had to cook. But I didn't just want beautiful..." "This again? From you and her both? That merely by loving you, I added to your torments?" FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK IT REALLY ALL COMES BACK TO LOVE ALWAYS...... DYING
cant stop thinking about how ntn must have been such a cruel mirror to the domestic life they dreamed of with dulcie
"You two were my best friends, and that was real. I loved real, ugly, unfinished things. Gracelessly uncompleted things. There's freedom, too, in not ever being completed." FUCK DULCIE I LOVE YOU
its a river... there are two shores... still so curious about the river
"Was I cute?" "You're perfect." AAAAAAAAAAAAA <3 <3 <3
"would you have used your sister instead?" YES!!! THAT IS THE QUESTION!!!
"Or... Coronabeth herself is part of your goal. You can't spend her, because you'd invalidate the very thing you were trying to buy." WOAGHHH i am so so curious about ianthe's plan
THE FINAL QUESTION... THE FINAL REVEAL...
the implications of souls bleeding and mingling... first of all for the OG lyctors... how much of what we were seeing was alfred and cristabel and pyrrha (though its probably slightly different for them)?? how much of pyrrha is g1deon??
and this has SO MANY implications for the gideon harrow alecto nona situation... simultaneously makes things clearer and a lot more complicated, if there doesn't have to be an actual transfer of soul bits, but they just do it naturally when together
overall SO GOOD!!! so much analysis potential of course and also just gutwrenchingly, horribly beautiful, like everything she writes
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2023: The Year of Milestones
What a crazy year it's been, am I right? I graduated high school, and I'm now a college freshman. We got some new films that were memed a lot and made a lot of cash. The Owl House and Summer Camp Island ended. I got into some new things as well. Unikitty: Big Bright World turned 5 in January 2023, which is why I crappily edited in the milestone doodle I did for it. You can find it here because I made an ask blog for BBW. For anyone who doesn't yet know me, Unikitty and the BBW AU mean a lot to me.
Following that milestone, I realized there were more things I liked that were turning 5, 10, 15, 20, 25 or 30 that year than I thought, and those are very noteworthy digits to me. I wanted to create anniversary drawings for them in celebration. But, because I was procrastinating from them and I also had other stuff going on, I couldn't.
Instead of individual milestone drawings, I decided to compile all of them into one big tribute. For the same reasons, though, I had to delay it to January of 2024. I was aiming to have it ready to go by about New Years' Eve. But then on Christmas day, me and my brothers were surprised with a trip to California, and we left three days later.
Without further padding out, I'll talk about the things from which the characters are here partying with me, and what those things mean to me. I'll also talk about what the 5 on my hot chocolate mug means, because I'm not 5 years old, and I wasn't born on Leap Day. Here we go!
We're starting with the oldest thing featured, The Nightmare Before Christmas, which came out in 1993 and hit 30 years. Me and my family went to see it in a theater back in October of 2020, leading to me growing fascinated by it, its characters and its worldbuilding. I LOVE ME SOME COOL AND INTERESTINGLY DEVELOPED WORLDS, OKAY? THE HOLIDAY FOREST IS NO EXCEPTION! I thought of some other towns based on New Years, birthdays and Earth Day. I also thought up some backstory for Lock, Shock and Barrel because they're my favorite characters and I need more of them. Honestly, I felt like I was late to the party. Like, why hadn't I watched it sooner? But let me tell you, you can get invested in something at any time, no matter how dead its fandom is. I think the reason why TNBC stuck with me is because of its spooky-fun atmosphere. I'm not a fan of horror movies; when I go into the garage or go to pee at night, I have this subconscious fear that something's gonna jump out and slash me in two. I sleep with a nightlight on, too. But if it's clear that the spooks are non-threatening (which the Halloween Town citizens made clear in This is Halloween) and there's no graphic violence or gore anywhere, I'm all for it. After all, I enjoy both cute and dark things, and that's how I present myself. Also, I made an entry for TheITinFIT's YTP collab for TNBC in observance of its 30th anniversary, and you can watch it at the link in the replies!
Finding Nemo came out in 2003, so it's hit 20 years. Let me tell you- I was scared of this movie when I was younger. I wouldn't watch it because of the part where Marlin and Dory were sucked up by that whale, or when that pelican swallowed them (not Nigel; he's a good egg). I was also scared of that Octonauts episode where Dashi gets stuck inside a whale shark. I've always had this fear of getting swallowed by a larger being. And this is just my personal opinion, but I'm disgusted by vore. It's not for me, and it's never been. I can handle those scenes now- after all, Dory and Marlin made it out alive both times (and Dashi did, too). Later on, I had a greater appreciation for FN. Like spooky-fun stuff, another favorite, uh, aesthetic of mine is oceans and the sea. I dunno- sea animals are cool, and I've been fascinated with them since I was a kid. I had this phase where I wanted to be a marine biologist. There's just something so relaxing, but simultaneously exciting about Finding Nemo, and for that reason, it's now one of my favorites from Pixar.
I was listening to the theme song for this show while writing this. Teen Titans also premiered in 2003, and I'm kind of ashamed to admit that I was introduced to it by Teen Titans Go. In 2018, we saw Teen Titans Go To The Movies in theaters, and I followed TTG up until, like, 2021. By that point, it just wasn't enjoyable for me anymore, but I still very much enjoy the classic series. I watched it from start to finish in 2019 and got super into it, especially the HIVE Five. On Wattpad, I created a random story that was basically a blog for the HIVE. I wrote them profiles, let my followers ask them questions, and did incorrect quotes. It's deleted now, though. I was weirdly obsessed with See-More to the point where I made an OC that was his cousin, made OCs based on the other four senses, and shipped him with Scorpion (though they broke up later on). My mom printed the HIVE symbol on a black T-shirt, and it's still in my closet today. Besides them, one of my other favorite characters is Raven. Any character with a purple and black color scheme will catch my eye, but I also found her history and character traits interesting to the point where she influenced one of my favorite OCs I've made. I've got the entire Teen Titans series on DVD, including the Trouble in Tokyo movie. It was one of the first things I could say was one of my fandoms, so it's got a special place in my heart. By the way, I’d LOVE a (good) HIVE Five movie.
Another thing I absolutely ADORE that came out of 2003 was the Mario & Luigi RPG series. I mean, I've been playing games in the entire Super Mario franchise since I was young. With this series, I'd always be playing Partners in Time, Bowser's Inside Story and Dream Team on my DS, but in both games, I could never get past two parts. For PiT, I couldn't beat the Swiggler, and in BiS, I couldn't get past the Pump Works area inside Bowser. (Like, I couldn't find the Stingler, even though it was actually super easy. You know, the sparky bzzt thing that opens that one door?) Dream Team was the only game my younger self actually completed, and I think that's why it was the game I liked the most. We got Paper Jam when it came out, and though me and my brothers fought over who got to play it for a while, I played it and beat it. I REALLY started getting invested in the M&L series in 2017, when the Superstar Saga remake came out. Now, as I said earlier, big, elaborate worlds with multiple places to explore and lots of characters will have my attention! So, I was hyped to traverse the Beanbean Kingdom. I never played the original Superstar Saga because we never owned any type of Gameboy. But, I got the remake, played it, and beat both SS and Bowser's minions. One thing led to another, and I fell back down the M&L hole. I even wrote a Prince and the Pauper-like story about Prince Peasley and Red, one of my OCs, but it's also deleted now. I had the idea that the series would be a great TV show, leading to me developing an AU in which I write it like one, with my own characters and kingdoms. Some of you may be thinking that if the M&L series appeals to me, then I would enjoy Paper Mario, too. If you are, I think you might be right!
As I just said, I loved Dream Team the most, and it's still my favorite game in the series. For this occasion, I was planning on writing a post on why Dream Team was, in fact, a CLASSIC, but again- because of personal business and procrastination, I didn't. I forgot all of my points anyway. But I will say this: even with all the long tutorials, the visuals in the game are absolutely GORGEOUS. I love how well-detailed everything is. The colors were so vibrant and dream-like (just like the game title, guys!). And, the music is AWESOME. In fact, it's one of my favorite game soundtracks ever. I want more of the music with lyrics! I already wrote some for three of them! Luigi really got his time to shine, and his and Mario's brotherliness thoughout the game was just SO amazing and sweet. Luigi believes in Mario so much, and he's willing to fight alongside him, and they're unstoppable together! Also, the Pi'illos were and still are an extremely interesting concept to me, to the point where I thought up a whole Elena of Avalor-type character arc for Prince Dreambert. To me, he seems like a prince learning to rule his land in a different time after being stuck in a nightmare chunk for who knows how long. Anyways, Dream Team is amazing. I freakin' love it. Not much more needed to be said.
Hitting 15 years in 2023 is one of my all-time favorite movies ever, WALL-E! I have loved and appreciated this movie ever sense I was a literal toddler! I made a bunch of little WALL-E stories, so I’ve been writing fanfiction as early as then. I just didn’t know what that was yet. I remember pretending to be EVE and M-O, the latter of whom is my favorite character. I loved it when I was younger, but I didn’t realize just how amazing it was until I started fixating on it again in 2021. When you revisit something, you can notice lots of things you hadn’t seen before and understand why you love it and what makes it so great. Like, I came to better understand WALL-E’s story and themes, and appreciate how gorgeous it is. I watched Hello, Dolly because of WALL-E, and the parallels I noticed blew my little mind. Those old stories I wrote when I was 5 influenced that WALL-E human AU I made. I think I might bring back my gijinkas and create ones for other things with non-human characters because I miss them. I think the reason why this movie appeals to me is because WALL-E himself is fun and perky and curious (and music-loving) in a similar way to myself. And, I’m a firm believer that there’s more to life than my job. I think that because of WALL-E, I enjoy sci-fi stories and worlds just as much as fantasy stories and worlds. I’m also a sucker for stories that combine sci-fi with fantasy. I still love and appreciate WALL-E so, so, SOOO much, and it’s such a huge part of my life. Autistic WALL-E is real to me.
A movie that came out the same year as WALL-E that I also still love a lot is Ponyo. It came out in the US a year later, but I’m still including it here. Ponyo was my introduction to Studio Ghibli, and I watched it as often as I did WALL-E back in the day. Me and my brother LOVED this movie and would watch it while in in the car a lot of the time. I remember that my brother even started pretending to be a character called “Sonyo.” I think he also started liking ham. I already said how much I love oceans and fantasies! I don’t really watch a lot of anime or movies from Japan, so this was actually my first time drawing Sosuke and Ponyo. I think they came out pretty great. If it hadn’t been for this movie, though, I don’t think I would have wanted to check out Ghibli’s other films. I did watch Doraemon, Yokai Watch and some Pokémon XY Kalos Quest, so I think I still may have wanted to see other anime shows like Eizouken (which I watched all 12 episodes of). But, I’ve got Ponyo to thank for introducing me to Japanese animation as a whole, and in 2021, I watched all of Ghibli’s other movies (except for Grave of the Fireflies). I think I’ll rewatch Spirited Away and Arrietty sometime later on. I really want to see The Boy and the Heron.
There’s a good number of 10s here, by which I mean these things all came out in 2013. The earliest of these is Steven Universe, which came out in May of that year. I got into Unikitty when the last few episodes of SU were being hyped up. I remember watching a clip for Tragic Magic before YouTube slapped the For Kids thing on it, and most the comments were like, “Give us Legs From Here to Homeworld!” So later on in, like, 2019, I got curious and started watching the show from late Season 3 onwards. My first episode was Earthlings. Then, I watched the whole show from start to finish when CN did the Every Steven Ever thing before the movie came out. I watched the movie past my bedtime ‘cause it premiered on a school night. I made myself a gemsona, my brother started watching the movie and getting interested, and I watched the whole series with him including Future. Even with its flaws, and despite what people say about it, it was an enjoyable watch for us! It’s not the best thing ever because nothing is, but I’m on the side of defending it. Even with its flaws and all the shade it got thrown at it, it paved the way for lots of great things and helped so many people feel understood. This show is legendary in more ways than one, and it still has my respect.
I’ve been interested in Ever After High since it first launched in 2013. I never had any of the dolls, but I think I watched a few episodes of the series. I remember reading Shannon Hale’s books and owning some of the other toys (like a lockable diary). I was interested in Monster High as well (creepy/fun and cute style! Right up my alley!), but I mostly leaned towards Ever After High. I’d also search the web and look up information about the characters. Raven’s included here because, once again, purple and black color scheme! Yay! But it’s mainly because I remember wanting to be like her. I wanted to be a rebel, and I began calling myself one. Back then, I interpreted her as being so defiant of her prewritten destiny that she believed following it was dumb. But I’ve grown since then, and I came to realize that she isn’t like that. Far from that image, in fact. It’s such a HUGE shame what happened to EAH, but I’m glad there are still people out there who show interest in it. I currently follow someone who’s got lots of ideas for a reboot! Sign me up!
I loved lots of other games in the Super Mario franchise, like Mario Party 9 and New Super Mario Bros. for the DS. My great enjoyment of Super Mario 3D World pretty much goes hand-in-hand with Ever After High. Why, you may ask? Because of the weird crossovers I wrote. Let me explain! Hear me out! I was a well-known enthusiast for the game’s Sprixies. You know, those little fairy creatures? I even had names for the Sprixie princesses based on their colors: Greenia, Yellowlina, Bluia, Orangia, Violet, Aquamarina and Redna. (Get it? Edna, but red?) These days, I still call the purple one Violet, but I gave the rest of them other nicknames. Also, back then, I had the red one be the queen of the Sprixies even though the green one is implied to be the face of the seven. Back to the ridiculous EAH crossovers. I made Sprixie sisters for the female characters in the series. The male characters had Toad brothers. It wasn’t just canon characters, either- I also made Sprixie and Toad siblings for people’s OCs I found on the internet. I even typed up a story about the characters and their, quote-unquote, siblings. But yeah- Super Mario 3D world was ridiculously fun, the music was bouncy and catchy, and the graphics are actually really pretty. In the last worlds, whenever we didn’t have enough green stars to advance, I’d organize the Daily Green Star Hunt. Games like this are the reason why I love searching levels for treasures and trinkets as I go along, and I don’t want to advance until all is found. I’m at a point in my life where I completed SM3DW (and also Bowser’s Fury, since we got that edition) to its entirety with everything you could collect in the game. This game stands as one of my top favorites in the Mario franchise as a whole, so much so that I wanted to include it in Mario & Luigi Rewritten.
I love a lot of films from Pixar, but when I was 9, I especially loved Monsters University. The most noteworthy memory I have with it, which is also the most important one to me, is when I had my tonsils removed. By the way, that’s the only time I ever had surgery done on me. After it happened, the next three or so weeks consisted of me eating nothing but ice cream, taking nasty medicine, and messing around with an iPad on this app called Toontastic (if anyone here has heard of it, you’re a legend to me). I also rented MU out on the TV without my parents’ permission and watched it on repeat. I loved to doodle the movie’s background characters and include my doodles of them into my Toontastic cartoons. (Yeah- the app had a thing where you could draw your own characters and backdrops. Also, off-topic, but Toontastic is the reason I know about Deng Xiaoping.) Also, I shipped the frats and sororities with each other. Like, all six of each one. The RORs with the HSSs, the EEKs with the JOXs, the PNKs with Oozma Kappa. Except for Mike, whom I knew was with Celia, and Sulley, who I shipped with… Carla the Killer Claws lady? That wasn’t the best idea. Johnny x Rosie is a ship I still remember quite fondly. Like I said with WALL-E, the older you get, the more you notice why you love a film so much and what makes it good. I really appreciate MU’s message about how it’s okay to fail. And yes, it is! Because if failure wasn’t an option, you wouldn’t know how to pick yourself back up on your feet when things go wrong. Even if you don’t achieve the dreams you hope for, that doesn’t mean you’re done for and there aren’t other doors you can go through. You still matter. My brother and I made a bunch of jokes about MU when I started college. Of course, it’s not what college is actually like, but I still love it and the original Monsters Inc. If I ever see Steve Buscemi, Billy Crystal or any of the other people from this movie in real life, I’m telling them about me watching it while recovering from surgery.
I’ve always gravitated towards the Mario franchise more than the Sonic franchise. And while I have played Mario and Sonic at London 2012, I didn’t like to play anything solely Sonic except for Sonic Lost World. I know, I know- it wasn’t well-received, but that doesn’t make me any less of someone who enjoys Sonic. Back then, I loved watching cutscenes and walkthroughs of the game, and I was particularly fascinated by the Deadly Six. I can only remember looking up pictures of them and reading fics about them. But, that led me to come back to my affinity for them in 2020. I became interested in fleshing out their characters more and imagining what their pasts were like. I do that a lot when I hear people say a thing is half-baked or cookie-cutter of mediocre/bad. I also created my own Zeti characters as well. I played other Sonic games like Colors and Forces, I saw the movies, and I thought up my Mobian characters. Also, I watched Snapcube’s SA2 fandub. I was there to witness Eggman go on the moon. I’d love to branch out to more Sonic stuff, so if anyone would like to recommend me some, please do! I’m all ears! If you’ve seen Take Me To Snurch (Snail Church), a version of that with the Zeti is stuck in my head now. 🎶 Take me to zurch. I’ll worship like a Zeti at the zhrine of your zife…
Oof… I’m just gonna say that Frozen fever was inescapable back in the day to tons of kids, including me. When I was a kid, I was a huge copycat. I’d be into things because my friends were into them, and I’d plagiarize other people’s stuff almost all of the time. So, I don’t really remember if I was genuinely interested in Frozen. But apparently, I was enough to have my 9th birthday party be themed around it. Also, I remember that shortly afterwards, I had a sleepover with my friends from dance class, and we watched the movie together (not all of it). Right before we went to bed, we were all singing Let it Go as loud as we could. Frozen’s impacted my young life enough for me to take inspiration from it for Broken and Frozen. But, I agree when people say we need to warm up.
Lastly, there’s my milestone, which just so happens to be Christmas. On Christmas of 2018, I got a new computer, and my parents told me they’d set up the Wattpad account I’ve wanted since before I turned 18. I was first introduced to Wattpad after watching a video about fanfiction and reading the MC:SM Rewritten series (even though it’s now inactive). I talked about the weird little things I liked in real life, but while people listened, I never felt like they really knew what I was talking about. I started uploading my random thoughts, characters and stories to Wattpad, and I started making friends with people who were interested in the same things as me. When I did that, I really felt understood. The same happened when I joined DeviantArt in 2019, and for a while, it was just those two. Later on, in 2021, I hopped on Tumblr, YouTube and AO3. Then came Discord, and most recently, Amino. I was and still am fiercely loyal to my creations and my pals online. Through my high points and my mess-ups, I’ll want to connect with my closest friends and mutuals whenever I can. I’ve found enjoyment in lots of things, and I’ve come so far in terms of developing my artistic skills. When online, I found it easier to connect with people because I could more easily seek out people I had things in common with. What’s especially important to me is that connecting in this way is how I met one of my best friends ever, and while on my trip, I got to see them in real life. I hope it happens again someday. It’s not good to be chronically online, of course. But, being here has helped me discover myself and find peace within this world in ways you can’t even imagine. To everyone I’ve ever interacted with, thank you for five wonderful years!
Wow! This sure was a lot. To everyone I’ve ever befriended and followed over these things and others, and to everyone who followed me, I can’t thank you enough for being here! You guys are the reason I keep logging in almost every day and why I’m still on my feet. Especially you, Hino! Thank you so, so, SO much!
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!! 🎆💜🖤🦇
#anniversary#my thoughts#TNBC#The Nightmare Before Christmas#Pixar#Finding Nemo#TT#Teen Titans#Mario franchise#Mario & Luigi#WALL-E#Ponyo#Studio Ghibli#SU#Steven Universe#EAH#Ever After High#Monsters Inc#Monsters University#Sonic franchise#Sonic the Hedgehog#Sonic Lost World#Frozen#happy birthday!
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I had the story in my head and so I had to write it. Your Strawberry
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As soon as he opened the flat door, he called out, "I'm back, chérie." He was getting rid of his shoes when she entered the hallway. When he had risen, she grabbed his hand and wordlessly pulled him into her flat. Astonished, he let her.
She stopped in front of the sofa, turned to him and gave him a shove, so that he found himself sitting on the sofa. He wanted to say something, but she shook her head vehemently. Wide-eyed, he followed her every move and was downright shocked when she lowered herself onto his lap and clasped his head with her hands.
Everything happened so quickly. She pressed herself against him and stormily captured his mouth. He had absolutely nothing against being greeted like this, but he sensed that something was wrong. She had never behaved so possessively and almost ruthlessly before. He tried to withdraw from her lips, but her grip tightened.
He groaned because she was really pulling out all the stops. She kissed him so intensely that he felt his desire increase rapidly. Without breaking the kiss, her hands went to his neck and impatiently undid his tie. As soon as she had opened it, she pulled it rapidly from his neck and turned her attention to the buttons of his shirt. Even though this excited him insanely, he felt he had to stop her.
He pressed his arms so tightly against her torso that she actually broke away from him. He held her shoulders so he could look at her. Her gaze was distraught and he saw fear in her eyes. Both their breaths were rapid and he felt her begin to tremble. "Chérie, what's wrong with you?" he wanted to know. Distraught, she looked at him. "I need you," she said softly and then her hands, which she had clenched into fists, lay on his upper body. As she did so, she lowered her head and he realised that she was close to tears.
Her eyes found his again and her hands slid to his face once more. "Please," she brought pleadingly from her lips and he felt he had to let her. His hands slid to her back and pulled her closer to him again. He returned her kiss, which was softer now, but no less passionate. His hands slid under her top and he touched her bare skin. Automatically she detached herself from him, raised her arms and he pulled her top over her head. His shirt landed next to her top a moment later and a moment later her bra was also on the floor.
She pressed her upper body so close to his that they both groaned. Then she stood up and pulled him to his feet with her. They got rid of their trousers and underwear before she pushed him back onto the sofa and sat on him again. He wanted to lay her on the sofa, but she not allow it. She wanted to be in charge.
When her mouth found his nipples, he let his head fall back. He felt he would not last much longer. A little bit later she moved and took him inside her. She seemed as much at her limit as he was and threw her head back into her neck when they were completely joined. Fascinated, he gazed at her. His grip on her waist tightened with each movement and they both moaned loudly as the climax reached them simultaneously.
When the waves subsided, he pulled her to him and she dropped her head on his shoulder. He felt her slump down and her arms clutched him tightly. Then he felt her tears touch his shoulder. "Chérie, what's wrong with you?" he asked again, not understanding what was wrong with her.
"I was so scared," he heard her whimper softly. His hands gripped her head and he forced her to look into his eyes. Tears welled up from her eyes. "The hatred and violence that is coming towards you..." she brought out in sobs and her voice broke. He pulled her face to his. "It's all right. I am with you," he said imploringly. "But," she put in. "No buts. I am here with you. It's all good," he said firmly and pulled her to his chest.
They were silent and he held her until she calmed down. Then he kissed her gently and let her slide onto the sofa. "It is very arousing to be greeted like this," he teased her. "Forget the fear," he whispered to her and began to pamper her body as she had pampered him. Astonished, she looked at him before closing her eyes and surrendering to his caresses. He actually made her forget her fear and after they had given themselves to each other again, she lay relaxed in his arms.
Hellooo sweet 🍓! ❤️
But what an exciting and wild welcoming home 🤭 Emmanuel, is that why you put yourself through dangerous situations? 😏
I do love this idea that nothing can happen as long as they have each other and as long as they are in each other’s arms.
Thank you so much, Strawberry! ❤️❤️❤️
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the character everyone gets wrong
You'd think I'd answer a controversial character but my literal ass must try to think of how to fit in the *everyone* claim. Like I think a chunk but not all of the fandom gets Kim wrong for a variety of reasons (I pointed this out in my "please analyze him in chronological order and in context" post). I also think that it's funny how "there is only one pre-canon Harry" was so hegemonic in fandom as the foundational analysis despite being coded into the game to not really be true.
But my answer to the most widespread fandom incorrectness would have to be Kras Mazov. The empty Ao3 tag is proof. Like Dolores Dei has a couple of pages at least but not Mazov even though both are distant mysterious historical figures. The overwhelming majority clearly see him as simply a Karl Marx expy and therefore untouchable with humanizing or complicating headcanons because he's less fictional than the other characters. I'll save you Mr. Mazov. I'll blorbofy you.
12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them
I mean, see above? Mazov is not exactly unpopular just not seen as a "real character" so much. Like yeah I get it that it feels more... delicate? You poke a leftist idea with a stick once and then you trigger the infighting thunderdome. But every political ideology is fraught as hell, again, it's not like playing around with Dolores Dei is any less fraught you know?
I also am more amused and fascinated by Measurehead and Gary than I should be, although it should be obvious that it's like staring at some really hideous bugs under a microscope. I don't think anyone should *like* them but also I would do more with them than other people would. That one art of Deep Lore Measurehead is the only time I felt seen. And Gary... I'm fucking sorry it's so funny to me that he's embarrassed by the fact he delivers gluten-free vegan topping pies. Unparalleled levels of pathetic. I find enjoyment there.
Joyce Messier is also a character who people feel ideologically obliged to hate but like she fucking rules actually. I don't want her in charge of my society lmao but she's iconic. A friend suggested the idea of her having a non-affair with Harry to piss off her husband, like a platonic sugar relationship. Although they would probably enjoy antagonistically flirting. Kim would have no idea it's fake and is miserably jealous like listening to sad speedfreak music alone in his room while the rain streaks down his window kind of jealous.
13. worst blorboficiation
It's got to be Jean. I get why people would blorbofy him but it's the part where certain portrayals have more sympathy for him than for Harry particularly in post-game, that I just don't get. Unless you're playing the worst Harry you can, which again ties into the false assumption—that sounds like really deep analysis but still is kind of an exaggeration of canon IMO—that all of Harry's possible choices exist so equally simultaneously in his soul that even if he didn't do the most fucked up things he's still 'the kind of person who would do them' and therefore he must have abused Jean and the way Jean treats him in the latter half of the game is therefore sympathetic and not, like, uncalled for and shocking. I guess I would accept Jeangst more if people accepted the multiplicity of Harry.
#asks#when you think about it 'there is just one harry' isn't even true in game#he comes off as plural with all his headmates#I don't think it's my place to plant my flag on a hill about that but it's obvious to me?
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Pussy Gillette are hands down one of the best recent groups in existence. And to think frontwoman Masani didn't first pick up a bass until her thirties and all of their music videos—favorably—look like a straight rip from a thrice-copied VHS tape you would get your grubby hands on from a cool skater buddy in either 1988 or 1998. They are as real and raw as it gets, yet the video of theirs linked above, which just came out a few days ago, has just 312 views at the time of me writing this.
A message of defiant empowerment that pairs big-smile badassery with a great and much needed sense of humor, buried against the tides of internet business as usual. I don't think people are quite ready for Pussy Gillette. They may be "recent", but they bring with them a heady aspiration for longevity that might alienate the general public. The general public is not concerned with artists with guts, just artists with all-caps GUTS. Of course, I speak of America's prodigal girlchild, Olivia Rodrigo, who I cannot believe I am mentioning in the same breath as Pussy Gillette. But I have to.
I voluntarily keep up with Olivia's music as a checking tool since she's just one year older than me yet completely the opposite of me in numerous ways. Here's the thing: when I write songs and make music, I hope to make a—for lack of a better term—ack—safe space for young female artists who prefer not to listen to Taylor Swift. Olivia's music intends to make a hostile space for young female artists who prefer not to listen to Taylor Swift. You see the problem here? We are not very compatible. I will give her most recent video credit for not being a genreless slice of slap-in-the-face curd pie like some of her others—c'mon, it's kyuuuuute.
Olivia is twenty, a baby in the grand scheme of things. Not too long ago she was nineteen, my age. I can attest to the pain and suffering that comes with being a teenage girl, as well as the satisfaction that can come from squishing and pouring those swirling emotions into song (or prose). The truth is is that I am just not as social as Olivia—no wonder she uses the butterfly throughout her branding. I don't really have songs to write about regarding Tyler from history class. I have songs to write about mass media brainwashing's effect on the populace and that scene from The Wall where Bob Geldof is yelling at everyone (which is probably the most accurate depiction of the modern day large scale concert production, by the way). Maybe if that Tyler kid said something that really fascinated/infuriated/both of those things-me I would wring it like a towel and turn the warped, pulsating droplets into a song. But my brain is too skewered and too focused on my studies to do the whole "normal teenage girl" thing that much.
Or maybe that's just the "commercially palatable" thing. Olivia's GUTS are that she is smooth, like intestines in a well-oiled Cuckoo's Nest Combine machine. Our friends Pussy Gillette, however, are rough, jagged, and edgy in a way that is all their own. And boy, do they own it. Yet they are not willy nilly—they share the same focus, awareness, and intelligence that societally powerful artists have, though PG choose cute shock value over cute exploitation of the vulnerable masses. In this I actually see a chance of engagement with a wider, captive audience—they embody defiance and self-assured-ness in a world that needs it. "Permanent Trash" is an ode to self empowerment and self pride. These traits are of great yet controversial interest and analysis to our society. Because of the internet, the self esteem of humanity sits in a perilous state in an age of simultaneous constant comparison to and instant disappointment in other people. We are forced to ask ourselves what traits we can find pride in without alienating others, springing gray hairs like poison darts as we ruminate on how we could be "better".
Never mind that the people pitting us against each other in this manner are so comfortable in their positions of corrupt power that they never even consider these concerns. They know they are bad, and they know they have their fingers on society's pulse. The "influencers" we worship and revile in unison, the milquetoast kings and queens of the schoolyard, guide us towards superficial quests for brownie points that only serve to obscure that they are the real enemy. In a desperate bid for commercial acceptance, humanity cries out, "what part of me is palatable?" Pussy Gillette offer the answer: the whole she-bang, baby. Live with yourself. Live.
But, of course, by the time you're on the "G" in their name when typing it into the YouTube search bar, the suggested results snap away out of fear of Pussy Gallavanting, Pussy Galloping, Pussy Grumbling, or any sort of adorable videos of tiny felines doing cute things, therefore obstructing the culture of cat videos that has been the foundation of the internet since its earliest days.
But all of the best recent bands—PG, cumgirl8, Round Eye, as I was writing this Spotify recommended me a band called DICKFARTBUTTSEX—have eyebrow raising names. I say we usher in a new culture of degeneracy and dignity with the music we listen to. You can't truly spill guts without a little seppuku.
P.S.: A side note: this new wave of porn bots is too good. "ReformedBlasphemy" should be MY username.
#blog#rants#music#degeneracy#society#crowd control#suppression#pride#Pussy Gillette#pop music#popular music#reviews#music videos#long post
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Yuletide 2022 Letter
Dear potential writer,
I hope this letter finds you well, but if not, then I hope this year’s Yuletide gives you an extra dose of happiness to diffuse these chaotic times. A great story can be the simplest way to turn around someone’s day and make life just a little bit brighter.
Thank you so much in advance for even taking the time to read this and consider writing for me. Due to the new requirement this year of opting in with treats, know that I am open and grateful for any that you may choose to write.
Below are my desired fandoms/pairings and story ideas, but please don’t feel stifled by the prompts. I’ve also listed my general likes and dislikes at the very bottom if you decide to go a different route.
Alpha and Omega by Patricia Briggs:
Characters: Leah Cornick and Bran Cornick
The world Patricia Briggs has created with Mercy Thompson and Alpha and Omega is ever-growing and continues to astound me with its complexity. It feels so real and has such a lush history that every surprise revelation is both shocking and simultaneously feels very organic to the story. I think the urban fantasy/paranormal aspects are handled very well, especially the werewolf dynamics and rules that Briggs has created.
One of the biggest shocks to me from the Alpha and Omega companion series is how much I’ve come to love Leah. I, like most readers, absolutely hated her when she was introduced in the Mercy Thompson books. But as we’ve come to learn more about her backstory and her relationship with Bran, I have a new level of understanding of why she is the way she is. She is so much stronger and more nuanced than I would have ever believed her capable. And while I still like Bran, he’s also a much more flawed person than I'd originally thought. I realize there are a lot of books in this world, so don’t worry about spoiling anything with your potential story. You can include as much or as little of the newer books as you’d like. I’m also going to keep my prompts relatively simple for this pairing. I only ask that Leah and Bran are not broken up. If you’d like to just write them in an adventure story without any romantic elements, that’s totally fine. I would like them to remain together, though.
Story ideas:
What are the dynamics like between Bran and Leah now that he knows more about her past? How has his understanding of her personality and actions changed with these revelations
For a long time, Bran and Leah were together without really being “together” in the emotional sense. I’d love to see them learning more about each other and falling in love all over again.
Leah is constantly full of surprises. What is something that she does that surprises Bran and/or the pack (preferably for the better), and how do they react?
While some of the more recent books have focused more strongly on Leah and Bran than in the beginning, I’d still not consider them the main characters so we don’t always get to see the full fallout of all their storylines. Taking any of the major plots involving them and giving their perspective or showing what happens later would be wonderful.
Becoming Elizabeth (TV 2022):
Characters: Elizabeth I of England and Robert Dudley 1st Earl of Leicester
There is so much that we don’t know about the inner workings of the Tudors. What we do know, though, is absolutely riveting. Who doesn’t love stories of royalty and betrayals and struggles for power? In a world that was dominated by men, Elizabeth I being a queen in her own right is part of what makes her so fascinating. Her refusal to marry just adds to the intrigue of what was going on in her mind during all of these important historical events that we only get glimpses of in books.
Becoming Elizabeth is the first show I’ve seen that dedicates so much story to the early years before Elizabeth even takes the throne. From feeling estranged from her only remaining family to being emotionally manipulated by a man twice her age, she is portrayed as such a flawed yet sympathetic character. The only ocassions where we see her actually act her age and be herself are when she’s with her friend, Robert Dudley, the only one who was truly on her side. We don’t know exactly what happened between the real life Elizabeth and Robert, but with the fictional show versions I wish circumstances were different and they could have found a way to be together. If you prefer them as just very supportive friends, most of the below prompts should still work, I would just ask little or no focus be placed on Robert's two marriages.
Story ideas:
I'm crushed we won't be getting future seasons to see Elizabeth take the throne. I'd love to see a story exploring the progression through her brother's death and sister's ascension to her finally becoming queen. How does Robert support her during any/all of these moments?
Even though I knew she was going to decline him, I still wanted to reach through the screen and shake some sense into our future queen when she turned down Robert's proposal. We know from history that Queen Elizabeth was plenty successful without a man at her side. But it doesn't make someone weak to want to be loved. What could have happened if the proposal was accepted?
I found the scene in episode 8 where Edward Seymour apologizes to Elizabeth for not stopping his brother's inappropriate actions very refreshing as we so rarely see in historical dramas any acknowledgment that these predatory behaviors are wrong. We even got an indirect acknowledgment from John Dudley when he was reading Kat's account of Elizabeth's treatment. It would be interesting to see how Elizabeth's perspective of Thomas Seymour and what he did shifts over time. We can assume that Robert knows some of what happened, but his realization that he may have gotten some of it wrong, reaction to the truth, and support to Elizabeth's emotional recovery would be a nice addition as well.
Political machinations and all of the scheming are part of what make these dramas so fun to watch! Departing from some of my more serious story ideas, I want to throw in a suggestion of just something bantery and tropey. Fake dating for political gain with ultimately friends to lovers! Throw in humorous exasperation from Edward Seymour and John Dudley who don't know how Elizabeth and Robert are so oblivious.
Fate: The Winx Saga (TV):
Characters: Riven and Musa
Despite this show’s flaws, I became instantly enamored with it. Season 2 was an improvement over season 1 in some ways, and a regression in others. One of the main positives that came out of the second season was more interactions between Musa and Riven. I was sold on them from their single (I think?) scene in the first season, and even though they still didn’t have a lot more screen time together, what they did have was *chef’s kiss*.
These two are so natural together and you can see that they genuinely enjoy being in each other’s presence. In season 1, they gave off more enemies-to-lovers vibes and I expected more of the same this season, which we got with their banter and butting heads over Musa’s specialist training. However, I was shocked by how soft Riven could also be with Musa from their discussion of Musa’s lost powers to the image of Riven carrying her prone form after battle. I’m so hopeful for another installment so we can get more relationship development and more of their insane chemistry!
Story ideas:
Episode 5 was a gift sent straight down from heaven. From Riven's pleased expression when we "saves" Musa from Terra's ministrations, to him trying to figure out what's bothering her when they're fighting, to him sitting down with Musa when she's stuck on the track and having a heart-to-heart... I want more soft Riven protecting Musa from her well-intentioned friends and having the serious conversations that need to be had. Whether it's about her not wanting her powers back in season 2 or her learning to cope with them next seadon (or something else entirely!).
It was no mistake the way the ending scenes of the second season were set up, with each fairy being comforted by a loved one. And of course Musa's comforter was in the form of Riven bring her the magic-supressing bracelets and them practicing together. We see you writers... Training sessions are practically their love language at this point. As they start to recognize their feelings for each other, what sorts of conversations do they have and what issues do they work out in the middle of a session?
I like to imagine Riven being the proud boyfriend when he hears of Musa's fighting skills coming in handy when reacuing Flora, while simultaneously being angry that she didn't have any back-up in a dangerous situation. Except, maybe as Sky has to remind him, Riven isn't Musa's boyfriend and perhaps he needs to stop being scared and avoiding the inevitable. This could even be set past season 2 when the gang getting Bloom back. There are a lot of opportunities for Riven to be the doting and overprotective not-quite-a-boyfriend.
Any type of enemies-to-lovers story you want to write would be welcome. There is so much potential here for some wonderfully angst-filled scenes! It could be reluctant allies as they work toward a common cause, fake dating to get information on someone, their friends trying to pair them up despite their protests, etc.
The Lord of the Rings: Rings of Power (TV 2022):
Characters: Elrond Peredhel and Durin IV
To get this out of the way first, no, the first season was not perfect, nor was it even "good" at some points. There were many missteps with pacing and characterization. Still, I found myself sitting down each week to watch the newest episode, and I did become increasingly invested in the characters. In particular, I loved when the episodes focused on the dwarves. Durin was an immediate favorite of mine as I found him to have one of the most compelling storylines.
One thing I did appreciate with the direction the show took was the focus placed on Durin and Elrond's friendship. The actors were absolutely convincing in their portrayls of best friends that had been apart for years and were seeing each other again with a lot of history behind them. They were simultaneously heartwearming and hilarious together. Almost all of my laughs and cries were during their scenes, and each week my main wish was just to see more of their interactions and to hope they didn't become estranged. Durin and Elrond have so much going against them, but I think their bond of friendship is strong enough to prevail. I personally only see Durin and Elrond as friends so would prefer nothing overtly romantic between them. If you want to include a romance, I like all of the canon relationships (both within the show and in general Tolkien lore). I just ask that the main focus is on Durin and Elrond's friendship.
Story ideas:
All the backstory! How did their first meeting really go? It seems that Elrond was actually the one to save Durin, but the tale of the trolls sounds like a wild and hilarious time.
Durin was a better friend than I with how quickly he forgave Elrond for missing his wedding and the births of his children. I would have required a lot more groveling. Show me a Durin that is a little slower to forgive and makes Elrond do some crazy things to earn that forgiveness. Or if you want to go really off path here, change up history and have Elrond and Durin reconnect much sooner than two decades (late to the wedding perhaps?).
I truly have no predictions of how closely the show is going to follow canon given the contents of season 1. That being said, I think it would be interesting to see Durin's reaction to the rings being created, his conversations with Elrond about the rings (and perhaps Sauron), or just in general a scene(s) of Durin and Elrond conversing about the events that just took place. If you are familiar with the Tolkien canon and where the story may go, feel free to include pieces as you see fit without fear of spoiling.
All the times Durin and Elrond have supported each other over the years and have been more like brothers than just friends. Could be funny, serious, or both!
Things I don’t like:
Non-Con/Rape/BDSM/Sexual Violence/Graphic Sex – I like my characters to be happy and everything within ships to be 100% consensual, no question about it (mentions of non-con if it occurred in canon is fine). I also prefer plot over porn, especially with one-shots.
OT3s – Two people per romantic relationship, please. Any more than that makes me uncomfortable.
Character Bashing - Unless a character is a bad guy in canon, I don’t want to read hundreds of words about how awful they are, especially if they are one of the characters that I requested. Don’t take it out on the characters. If you hate my pairings, just write gen.
Things I love:
Hurt/Comfort – There is nothing I love more than one character comforting another. The hurt can be physical, psychological, or both.
Happy Endings – I’m all for the realistic endings… but if they could be plausible AND at least happy-ish, that would be amazing.
Expanded Scenes/Contorting Canon – Feel free to expand scenes and change up the canon to your heart’s content as long as it makes logical sense.
Humor/Banter/Snark – I thrive on this stuff.
Bonding/Building Relationships – Whether it be a friendship or a romantic relationship, I adore reading about two people growing closer together. When characters know each other so well that they can have conversations with just their eyes or anticipate the person’s next move (especially if it’s to the surprise/confusion of everyone around them), my shipper heart is thrilled.
Dark to Light - Seeing a character come out of a bad mindset or situation and get better is so satisfying.
Happy writing and I hope you get the Yuletide gift of your dreams!
- Maddy @mustlovemustypages (on Tumblr, Ao3, and FF.net)
#yuletide 2022#yuletide letter#yuletide#lord of the rings#rings of power#durin iv#elrond#fate the winx saga#fate rivusa#becoming elizabeth#elizabeth i#alpha and omega#mercy thompson#bran cornick#robert dudley#winx riven#winx musa
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Culture Shock and Confusion
As an English learner, I would like to discuss the concept of culture shock in New Zealand from the verbal aspect. Generally, New Zealanders tend to employ a more polite form of English communication. Firstly, they are inclined to respond to more complex requests in a roundabout manner. For instance, if you were to ask a New Zealander for assistance with am assignment, their reply might be “I’m not sure” or “Yeah nah” instead of a straightforward “no”. In such cases, it is essential not to interpret this as a sign of willingness to help.
Secondly, New Zealanders often use softeners when making requests. They might phrase a request as “I was wondering if you would mind doing…” which is smoother and more comfortable to the listener.
Lastly, I found it fascinating that New Zealanders frequently employ self-deprecating humour in their conversations. This is a clever way to create a light-hearted atmosphere without being offensive to others. However, it’s important to remember not to overly agree with such self-deprecating jokes, as they may be taken as insulting.
I have never had a conversation with New Zealanders before, but I can imagine that responses like “Yeah nah” might initially leave me slightly confused and uncertain. To avoid such awkward situations, I intend not to make impolite or offensive requests in the first place.
On the other hand, I view this manner of speaking English as a refined way to converse. For individuals like me, whose mother tongue is not English, I believe there is much to learn from New Zealanders. Drawing from my recent experience as an exchange student in Australia, I have noticed that I occasionally inadvertently come across as rude due to my incomplete understanding of the appropriate and accurate use of certain English words and phrases.
By adopting the communication style of New Zealanders speaking English, I believe that I can gradually ameliorate the potential confusion that this cultural difference in verbal communication might present, and improve my English conversation skills simultaneously.
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The Cotswolds, village life in Iran, Erling Haaland, and a few more things...
Happy Friday all! How is it already the second Friday in May?! I definitely did not anticipate being gone as long as I have been. I have compiled, as usual, a list of some interesting things that I have found lately.
I hope you find at least one thing that you enjoy!
“Preserve meaningful moments and memories in a beautiful keepsake book. Then, share the experience with loved ones and discover stories you never knew.” Storyworth - Everyone has a story worth sharing
In all honesty, I am not a Star Wars fan…I have seen 85% of them, I just don’t enjoy them. But, Dune was incredible to me. I am very excited for part two! Dune: Part Two | Official Trailer - YouTube
I am such a fan of seeing how your average human lives in all corners of the world. I found this channel just this week and have already watched several. If anyone knows anything about her house – let me know, it is so fun! village life in Iran | daily routine village life of Iran of nomad woman | village lifestyle vlog - YouTube
I have an extreme amount of respect for people who live in areas such as this, it is not an easy life. Also, so fascinating what they use for the diapers. People are so clever. what north nomads use as baby's diapers. life in blizzard - YouTube
Such a beautiful “walk.” Early Morning COTSWOLDS Village WALK - Discovering the Charm of Fulbrook Village - YouTube
Her house is beautiful and loads of fun. I enjoy seeing people’s home that is filled with what brings them peace and joy….and doesn’t look like an IG ad. Touring Dame Zandra Rhodes’ Radiant London Penthouse | Visitors’ Book - YouTube
I don’t much about soccer but this guy is incredible. 10 Times Erling Haaland Shocked The World! - YouTube
Fred Astaire’s birthday would have been May 10th, so here is him dancing in Top Hat. This is such a pretty piece of dancing. Sandman Dance - Top Hat (1935) - YouTube
Another of Fred with Ginger Rogers. I’ve shared this one before but it’s worth resharing. It is such a fun song and the two of them dancing together was magic. Fred Astaire, Ginger Rogers - The piccolino dance - YouTube
Such a fun bit of history, a week on from the coronation. Kingston upon Thames: London's town of kings and queens - BBC Travel
This seems like a fascinating concept…would definitely be helpful as if I am not careful I can ruminate too much, yet simultaneously this seems exhausting having to sort through all the thoughts. What do you think? Proprioceptive writing: a method for embodied self-reflection - Ness Labs
I would need close to 20 caddies to hold all my pencils, but such beautiful caddies they would be. Desktop Caddies – Blackwing (blackwing602.com)
What an interesting concept, not sure that I 100% understand as they would still have the stand alone but apparently it’s one way Disney is attempting to make up for losing so many subscribers in the first part of 2023. Disney+ and Hulu to combine content in single app - BBC News
Happy weekend, I hope that yours is full of rest and moments that bring you joy. I plan to do some Spring cleaning/organizing which always brings me great joy and a sense of accomplishment.
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@obsessivercses: It's been what..? Years since the party with Mark? Damien. everyone vanished. Leaving Alexander alone. But within time he had strange feelings. Feelings as if he was being watched. The hairs on the back of his neck would stand on end. As if a ghost was watching him. Occasionally he'd look over his shoulder to the shadows. He'd see nothing. Thankfully. Till his dreams reflected reality to a degree of what feels like psychosis. He'd see Damien, out of the corner of his vision. But he wasn't himself. Dark. Almost evil. Demented and a condescending look of mockery and knowing. He knew something. And Alexander was...in shock. It wasn't the Mayor. The man he once knew. Though he just met on that one day. That one fateful day he was flabbergasted. Scared and confused." Damien..?" He considered the man a close friend either way. The bullet wound from Wilford still fresh in his stomach. His stomach clenching as he muttered." No...you vanished years ago with your sister. How..? Why now?"
REALITY fruitlessly grappled with darkness’ conquest in a bid to win back its claim, a flurry of hues keeping the abyss at bay but only just as the suited entity became impossibly still. his current campaign to locate his human counterpart had been paused and the transient interruption was granted a chance for further investigation. little mind would have been paid towards the stranger had it not been for their peculiar reaction, one of fragmented nostalgia and inexplicable inquietude. through the shadows could their commandant feel them trying to place the other man, leveraging their frail connection to the void but without meaningful return; they didn’t know each other, not in the way that they existed now.
I AM NOT YOUR DAMIEN.
the undercurrent of cacophonous ringing grew louder while all else became duller to the ear. the cost of the being’s attention became the perversion of the world around them, a living nightmare of warped shapes and saturated colour that seemed to ripple in tandem with the entity’s steps forward. intelligible whispers repeated pieces of the other man’s words within the white noise, disjointed to the point of sounding like a foreign language. cases of mistaken identity were few and far between but admittedly the entity’s face was one that had a proclivity for attracting misconceptions --- a fallacy that someone was not who they seemed, a delusion of a meeting that never transpired. certain constants existed amongst the variables throughout all realities and as it happened, his current likeness was one such constant.
❝ you seem confused, almost like you’ve seen a ghost. ❞ the observation was joined with a canted head to denote curiosity, angled a little too sharply for a human to comfortably accommodate. the entity’s stare shone beneath their shroud of shadows and made no effort to conceal their scrutiny, eyes studying the stranger diligently before lips split into a mirthless smile. ‘damien’ carried no significance to him but the fact that they have resembled each other did incite fascination; they may not have been one and the same but they could have been echoes of one another in another reality, similar yet wholly dissimilar simultaneously. ❝ --------- did you mistake me for someone else ? ❞
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Thoughts on Mistborn: The Final Empire
I don't know how to handle long Tumblr posts about my hyperfixations but here we go lmao.
That was an incredible two-month long experience. I never thought I would be willing or able to finish a 600+ page book, but Sanderson made it possible. Even more amazing since this is the first novel I've read for leisure since middle school. I am still shocked about what happened in the climax, and I have so many thoughts, questions, and a few nitpicks.
Strengths:
Vin and Kelsier: These two were definitely the highlight characters. They had extremely interesting arcs, and have an incredibly heartwarming and inspiring dynamic. Vin is very relatable and was a joy watching her gain confidence, trust the crew, and find love in Elend. I've recently felt like I'm too afraid to take chances, or to express my emotions, or even to form a deep bond with someone(romantic or platonic). I want to be stronger than I am. I could see Vin within myself and wanted to see her grow as a person and Allomancer. But I also fell in love with Vin's flaws. She always lost sight of herself as Valette, and it made her arc that much more memorable. Kelsier is probably my favorite character between the two. As the book progressed he definitely expressed darker traits, like pitting Demoux and Bilg against each other using Allomancy, or making a religion out of himself, but I still admired his goals and understood them. His ideology, shades of gray, and ability to keep smiling and hoping and inspiring others tore through my pessimistic heart. Many of his quotes now stick with me, I will miss him very much.
The magic system: Whenever I heard about Sanderson, his hard magic systems were always brought up as a pro. I am glad to say those claims ring true. Allomancy is an incredible magic system that harkens back to the boundless praise I give Hunter x Hunter's Nen. It is logical, consistent, each metal has strengths and weaknesses, it connects back to the worldbuilding, and I expect it to get deeper as the series goes on. Allomancy exposition was subtle, dense, and easy to understand. Feruchemy is a fascinating system and I am shocked at how it connected to the Lord Ruler.
The action: The Final Empire's action scenes remind me of an anime or a top-quality Western action cartoon. They were all fluid, tense, vivid, and Kelsier vs Inquisitor might be one of my favorite fights ever. For me, it is one of my main reasons it should be adapted into an animated series.
The worldbuilding: Scadrial has to be the best world I have seen since Gargoyles. From the gothic and ash-coated landscape of Luthadel, the hollow vibe of the mists, the persecution of the Terris people and skaa, the mystery and tragedy of the epigraphs, and Allomancy's connection to the Empire's structure. I never got bored learning about the Empire or the logbook. It helped me root for Kelsier's crew and desire the Lord Ruler's downfall, and drove me to learn about ancient Scadrial's mysteries.
The prose: It might have been simple, but sometimes simple is the best way. Sanderson's simple prose made The Final Empire's cluster of information easy to digest and memorize, and the fights very memorable.
THE SANDERLANCHE: Heard about this term in my previous Mistborn posts... OH MY GOOOOODDD!!!!! The Sanderlanche flipped my expectations at a 180 degree angle and shattered them with a pewter-enhanced obsidian axe. The glorious fights, the incomprehensible dread of the Lord Ruler, the simultaneous red herring and success of the Eleventh Metal, the twist with the Hero and the packman.... Not forgetting this anytime soon. I could gush about it all day.
Weaknesses:
The side characters: Kelsier's crew members were not bad. They were fun and I appreciate their love for Vin and Kell. But aside from Sazed, and Elend on the other side of the spectrum, they were not memorable. I hope the next book fleshes them out and gives them more relationships to bounce off of.
The noble balls: My problem with the balls is tied to the side characters. I understand the balls' importance, the setting's focus on Luthadel, and loved Vin's bond with Elend and her conflict with the Valette personality. But they often felt lackluster because there were no interesting noble characters except Elend, Straff, and Shan. The noblemen and women felt like a source of information and skaa oppressors, rather than characters with differing agendas or even opinions about the Empire.
Questions(oh boy):
What even is the Well of Ascension and the Deepness?
How and why do the Ashmounts and mist exist? The Hero's logbook didn't mention anything about ash, mist, or even Allomancy.
How the fuck is Rashek both a Feruchemist and an Allomancer????? HE BROKE THE RULES!!!
How is Rashek such a fucking strong Allomancer????? HE BROKE HIS CPU!! Maybe it's the millennia of experience...
WHY DID RASHEK TORTURE HIS OWN PEOPLE??????? He was a nationalist who loved his people, and then he treated the Terris like puppets 💔💔💔
How in the Survivor's name did Vin hack her CPU to break Allomantic rules as well????? That was a Deus ex Machina but I have an eerie feeling there's another secret.
Is there a deeper reason Vin can break the rules of Seeking?
Were the Lord Ruler's last words those of a jealous and desperate deposed despot, or those of a man trying to protect mankind? I vote the former lmao 😂😂
Theories:
The distant pulsing Vin sensed was the Well of Ascension.
Rashek spent his reign holding back the Deepness.
Rashek was the first Allomancer, and gifted his long-dead allies with the power of Allomancy. He used the mists as the medium to bestow Allomantic power, but did not create them.
The mists are sentient, and that's why the Deus ex Machina was possible.
The mist spirit is the ancestor of the mistwraiths and kandra.
Mistwraiths and kandra were not created from the Lord Ruler's rise to power.
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Hello dear! Can i request a Roman Sionis X Male!Reader where the reader is a metahuman with the ability of manipulating blood (aka a vampire) and tries to hide it from his lover until Roman finds out when Reader saves him from a mobster? Fluff please + Roman as proud as hell of his lover? Thanks in advance!
Life's Good | Roman Sionis x VampireMale!Reader
I am so sorry it took me so long to finally write this! I'm slowly catching up with the last few requests I've received before my break. I hope you're still interested in this and like what I've done with it (I admit, it got a little away from me because I was super invested in the scenario I came up with, so it is probably less fluffy than you may have wanted, sorry)!
summary; see above.
notes; CW // Blood-Drinking (mild Dub-Con for that at first); Gun Violence; Being Threatened; Murder (not graphic). Vampires; Kind of angsty?; Fluff; Aftercare (non-sexual, but you know, after feeding from someone).
Unlike most people would think you’ve actually been born this way. Your parents were vampires, conceiving you naturally, which of course meant you’d been born a metahuman. You’ve lived quite a normal life, despite the fact that instead of eating, drinking and sleeping like other humans would, you only slept rarely, only ate people food when you had to fit in, and otherwise you fed from humans, drinking their blood. You’d never killed anyone with it, though. Enough people who wanted you to feed from them existed, establishments were you could find them were all around the world. It was a pretty good life.
Still, you usually opted to keep it secret, unsure as to how people might react. While the general opinion of vampires has changed in all these centuries, standing in front of one was still a wholly different thing for most. You understood and respected that.
So when you met Roman – his scent so enticing, you had trouble keeping your fangs in – you stood in front of the question once again. Should you tell him?
Eventually, you decided to go with the flow and see where it’d take you. You didn’t immediately want to ruin your chances with him before you’ve actually gotten to know him at all.
At first it was a casual relationship anyway, no need to tell him your big secret then. But as time went on, your relationship became more serious. You stayed over at his loft more frequently, forced to eat his food and drink his beverages, so as not to let him suspect anything. It didn’t hurt you or anything, it was just unnecessary and you’d never get really used to, well, actual food and such. All the different textures and tastes and what you could do with what to change it. It was fascinating, but not exactly your favourite thing.
Of course, one fateful day it had all come to a head.
You had just admitted to yourself that you loved Roman a couple of weeks ago, not daring to say anything to him, as you didn’t fancy ruining what you two had with those three simple, yet powerful words.
Now though, you regretted that decision more than ever, terrified that maybe you would never be able to tell him how you felt.
It all happened so fast, too. One moment, you and Roman were out on the streets, way into the evening, having just had dinner at an expensive restaurant he’d invited you to; and you were laughing, talking about something – you couldn’t remember what – when you turned into an alleyway. In the next moment, a rival mob boss shot at the two of you. Warning shots, missing you both on purpose.
“What the fuck?!” Roman exclaimed, livid, but you could smell the underlying anxiety change his usual scent from when he was enraged. You hated it.
The gang leader – whatwashisface, you could never keep up – stood now in front of you two, having Roman at gunpoint. His men had surrounded you two, pointing their guns at both of you.
“What do you want?” Sionis spat at the other mob boss, glaring at him with a piercing, wild look in his eyes.
You stayed silent, your hands raised out of instinct. The bullets wouldn’t be able to kill you, unless they were specifically made for it, but that was so unlikely, you weren’t overly worried. You were concerned about Roman, though, anxious that this might have been it.
“Set an example, that’s what. You can’t scare us into submission. You can’t control us. You really think getting a hold of the East End would give you enough power to do that? Fuck you, I say!” the leader yelled.
“Well, fucking go on then if you’re really so tough! Or are you only bark and no bite? Cowardly ambushing me in private like that, I’m inclined to believe you are nothing but a talker. You can’t scare me either, you fuck.” You really wished Roman would shut up for once, lest he’d really get himself killed this time.
Your mind was racing with all possible outcomes this situation could bring. Only one was sure to get Roman out alive; and boy were you glad you’ve fed from someone yesterday.
Even though you had never killed anyone and didn’t desire to do so, you were ready to do anything for Roman, no matter what. You didn’t care that he’d know then, know that you were a freak of nature, as some hateful people liked to call people like you. You didn’t care that you’d take lives. They weren’t innocent, dared to threaten your love and you just couldn’t see past that.
Taking a deep breath, you closed your eyes and concentrated, focusing your abilities into play and onto every single man of this rival gang. It was rare for you to use any of your powers that didn’t exist and activate naturally, like your strength. Your parents had taught you to only use them for self defence and this situation was practically screaming for it.
Snapping your eyes back open, now glowing red, all of the men around you gasped and crumbled, letting their weapons clatter to the ground, grasping at their throats, or chest, trying so hard to save themselves. Moments later, they were all just lifeless bodies, lying around Roman and you, as if you were some victorious kings. And in a way, you were exactly that, weren’t you? Roman was soon to be the King of Gotham after all.
All too suddenly, all the strength left your body, your legs giving out. Roman, despite his apparent shock, caught you, steadied you. Gently, he lowered you to the ground, keeping his arms tightly wound around you.
It had taken a lot more out of you than you had anticipated. You desperately needed to feed.
“Y/N? Baby, hey, look at me,” Roman spoke softly, something only reserved for you, you had come to realise.
With half-lidded eyes, you looked up at him, a strained sound passing your lips. “You okay?” you asked, still unsure if everything had truly worked out the way you thought it would.
He scoffed, “Yes, quit worrying about me. Are you okay? What the fuck was that anyway?”
“Just gotta eat,” you murmured, slurring your words heavily, “Sorry about the- that. I’ll explain later.”
“What do you mean you have to eat? Baby, I can’t follow you. I hope you realise that I’m missing some of the fucking context here,” he chuckled, which bordered on sounding hysterical.
“Blood. Vampire. Now, Roman, or else- fuck. Won’t make it.” Your eyes fluttered closed for a moment, your voice just barely above a whisper anymore. Fuck, you hoped he understood. Even more so, you hoped he was okay with it and that maybe he liked you enough to save your life. You didn’t exactly fancy feeding from him, when he was basically pressured into it. But he had a choice, you told yourself.
When you were slowly lifted up a bit and felt skin against your lips, you forced all your last strength to open your mouth – your fangs had automatically unsheathed when you unleashed your powers – and bite down.
The first taste of Roman was as intoxicating and overwhelming as you had always fantasised it would be. A shaky moan came out of him when you started sucking in earnest. Pretty quickly, you regained more and more strength, feeling increasingly less dead. You cupped the other side of Roman’s neck with your hand and pulled him further in. Shit, you couldn’t possibly get enough.
After a few, long moments, you felt Roman push against you, as well as pulling at your clothes, calling your name. Reluctantly, and almost as if you were just waking up from a trance, you let up and licked up the excess blood on his neck, simultaneously licking his wounds closed.
Roman was breathing heavily, and you were still feeling out of it, as you two just kneeled in this alley, holding each other, amidst the dead bodies of Sionis’ former rivals. It was bizarre.
“I think we should go home,” Roman said eventually, his voice sounded so soft, as if he was barely present in the real world.
You nodded and got up, helping Roman to do the same. He was swaying a little and this time you were the one who steadied him. Drinking someone’s blood always took a toll on both parties and you knew you had taken more from him than you usually dared to do with anyone. It made you feel guilty. You had to make it up to him later – if he still wanted you then – that was for sure.
When you had arrived at Roman’s loft, you helped him lie down on his chaise longue, legs propped up on one of his many pillows, to help his blood flow to where it was most needed. Then you went over to the kitchen to get him a glass of orange juice and an energy bar.
Roman nodded in thanks when you pressed either item in his hands, standing above him. You felt so uncomfortable, didn’t quite know what to do with your hands, or if you were even supposed to still be here. He’s been so unusually quiet the entire time, albeit it was most likely due to shock and blood loss.
“So, you’re a vampire.” Roman stated, looking at you, and you hated that you couldn’t place his expression into any kind of category. You just nodded in answer. “Right. And why exactly didn’t I know?”
Your mouth opened and closed a couple of times, looking for the right words. “I was afraid of losing you over it,” you settled on telling the truth eventually.
Again, Roman only nodded; his expression was still so indecipherable, but then a certain shine caught in his eyes. You’ve only witnessed it a couple of times thus far.
“You killed for me,” he practically gasped. “Have you killed before? Being a vampire and all, I’d presume you have.”
You shook your head, “No, that was the first time, actually.”
“Fuck,” he muttered. Then, in an instant, his expression morphed into something prideful, a huge grin plastered on his face, his eyes brighter than any stars you’ve seen in the sky above – it was breathtaking. “You killed for me,” he repeated, sitting upright, throwing his legs over the side of the chaise longue, planting his feet on the ground.
“Y-yeah, I did,” you replied, a weak chuckle leaving you. You still couldn’t quite believe that you’ve done it, especially when you spared a thought on how it made you feel – powerful, so far above others, good.
“I can’t fucking believe you. Fuck, you’re a dream come true, my little prince! You’re so special. A vampire! And you killed for me, because-“ He couldn’t finish it, realisation dawning on him, you could see it in his eyes, in the way his smile slowly vanished.
“Because I love you, yes. I couldn’t lose you over some stupid mob boss who thought he could ambush you like that.”
Roman licked his lips and nodded, placed the empty glass and half eaten energy bar on the table in front of him, and got up.
“I’m proud of you,” he then said, taking you by surprise.
“What? Why?”
“For not letting your fears get in your way. You were afraid of losing me for being a vampire, but you were probably even more terrified of losing me to my mortality. And you pushed through it. Almost fucking killed yourself, only to save me. I’m proud of you for doing that. I’m grateful, too, naturally.”
“Oh, yeah, that makes sense. Thanks, Roman,” you snickered.
Instead of continuing the conversation, Roman pressed his lips against yours in a passionate kiss, wrapping his arms around your waist. Putting your arms around his shoulders, you kissed him back, hoping to show him just how grateful you were with that single kiss.
Then you remembered your guilt from before and broke it. Roman glared at you for a moment. “What?”
“You never gave your consent, I- I fed from you and you never-“
“I did. By offering myself to you. I had a choice, you know? So quit it. You’re not guilty of anything, my boy. And just so you know, I’ll fucking kill you if you ever feed from anyone else again, ‘kay?” He was smirking, but his eyes had an edge to them, which let you know that he was serious about his threat.
Giving a short laugh, you nodded and kissed him again. Life really was good.
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