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spicymayo1983 · 3 years

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Hiya. A simple fluff, angst and smut piece for everyone today. Lol. You are a rebellion officer who walked in on your boyfriend cheating on you. Your bestie Poe Dameron wants to make you feel better, and after a night of drinking one thing leads to another, wink, wink, nudge, nudge.

There are no physical descriptions but you are a plus sized femme with a few body confidence issues but Poe quickly makes you forget.

Warnings, cheating significant other, XXX smut, unprotected sex, angst, language, physical violence, destruction of property, not for anyone under 18.

You'd been with your boyfriend for nearly a year. And you thought you had the perfect relationship.

He was thoughtful, loving and you assumed that you were going to spend the rest of your lives together.

In fact he had just moved in the week prior.

He was a resistance general and you were a captain. You had met during a tense meeting and had been an item ever since.

You ignored the gossip around the base regarding his penchant for keeping multiple lovers.

On that fateful evening you were let out of a high level meeting early and decided to surprise your boyfriend with a special meal from your favorite take out place.

As soon as you walk through the door of the small condo that you share (it was all yours first) you can hear the unmistakable sounds of sex.

"Oh yes, oh yes, fuck me harder!" You heard an unidentified female moan at the top of her lungs.

With the bag of take out still in your hands you slide open the bedroom door, and you see a woman that you've never seen before in your life riding your boyfriend.

"What the actual fuck!" You exclaim, your mouth hung open from shock.

"It isn't what you think!" Your boyfriend immediately shouted as the woman rolled off of him.

"Do you think I'm deaf and blind? What else could it be?!" You scream at the top of your lungs.

"Baby, I can explain!" Your boyfriend pleaded, as he jumped out of bed and got down on his hands and knees to beg while still completely nude.

You lean down and slap him as hard as you possibly can, leaving a palm shaped mark across his face.

"It's over!" You scream. "Now gather your shit up and get the fuck out of my home!"

"And here's your food!" You shout as you fling the bag of piping hot take out at his head, not missing the mark.

You end up at the cantina that night, slamming down adult beverages and muttering to yourself.

"What's wrong, y/n?"

You recognize the voice and look up to see the handsome, smiling face of your best friend in the entire galaxy, THE Poe Dameron.

You'd known each other since you were transferred from Yavin to D'qar. You knew that he was an attractive man (you weren't blind) but you were bigger, plus sized, and didn't think that he would be interested in you sexually.

"It's nothing". You assure him with a weak smile as you down another shot.

Poe sat down next to you and put his arm around you and gave you a tight squeeze. You are done being strong and start to cry.

"Something's wrong, you can tell me, I won't judge". He continued, his gorgeous, dark eyes framed by thick lashes looking intently into yours.

"I walked in on my boyfriend with another woman". You confess, your plastered on smile fading fast. "Long story short I kicked him out, and there's now a huge mess in my bedroom".

"You killed him, didn't you?" Poe teased with a slight smile as he tried to lighten the mood a little.

"No, but I did throw the bag of take out that I was holding all over him". You reply, laughing a little. "And it was still hot".

Poe bursts into laughter. The next round of drinks are on him and both of you soon get fall down drunk.

He's slightly less inebriated than you so Poe helps you up and the two of you head to his place to sleep it off.

Once inside his quarters you immediately remove your boots and with a deep sigh recline on his sofa.

"My feet are killing me". You groan as you close your eyes.

"Let me help you with that". Poe said with a slight smile as he took one of your foot in his strong hands and began to massage it.

Before you can say anything he has his hands all over your feet, and it feels incredible.

His hands were rough yet somehow still soft at the same time. Maybe it was all of the adult beverages combined with angst but your best friend was making you feel some highly non platonic thoughts.

"That guy is an idiot". Poe told you. "You're funny, intelligent and beautiful, he doesn't deserve you".

"Oh Poe, quit flattering me". You tell him with a slight laugh. "We're both wasted".

Poe gently kissed the top of your foot, making you giggle from the ticklish sensation of his soft lips against your skin.

"I really think you're beautiful". He continued, as his hand made it's way up your ankle. "I can't believe you don't think that about yourself".

"I'm fat". You tell him with a slight laugh, as you close your eyes and enjoy the feeling of his hands on the smooth skin of your leg.

"No". Poe continued. "You're gorgeous just the way you are".

He joined you on the sofa next and planted a steamy kiss on your neck, you giggle softly from the sensation.

"Anytime you want me to stop just let me know, okay?" Poe whispered into your ear.

"How far do you want to take this?" You ask with a sigh, as you look deeply into his eyes.

"As far as you want". He whispered back.

The two of you move from the living room to the bedroom. You were slightly uncomfortable getting undressed in front of him at first, not knowing what his reaction would be.

But judging by the nicely sized bulge in his pants he was very pleased with what he was seeing.

You unbutton his shirt playfully, revealing the smooth, tan skin of his chest. Poe groaned in delight as you kissed his throat gently, moving down his chest.

His pants were next, his thick, uncut cock was already hard for you. With a slight laugh Poe gently pushed you down onto the bed, spread your legs open and said,

"Ladies first".

You were already soaked and ready for him when his tongue quickly found your hard clit. Your giggles quickly turned to moans of ecstasy as he took your erect clit into his mouth and began to suck on it, like a tiny penis, as his fingers tenderly caressed your delicate folds.

"Fuck, you taste so good". Poe murmured as he continued to expertly pleasure you with his mouth.

Your thighs squeezed around his head a little, the feeling of his soft, curly hair against your sensitive skin was truly goose bump inducing.

He licked and tongue fucked you into orgasmic bliss.

You were craving his thick cock inside of your body.

"Poe, oh gods, fuck me". You begged, as you squirmed from the delightful sensations that were coursing throughout your entire body.

With a wicked, sexy smile on his face Poe got on top of you, put your legs around his shoulders and penetrated you deeply with his large cock.

"Fuck, you're so tight". He whispered into your ear.

Not only did he have a perfect cock but he had the skills and stamina too. Poe knew just how to hit all of your sweet spots. After slightly longer than a half hour you can feel his large, warm load go deep inside of you, coating your womb.

If you didn't trust him you would've never have let him inside of you unprotected.

You fell asleep in his arms. The next morning when you wake up you have a throbbing hangover and dried cum on your thighs.

Poe had been awake for a little while before you, and greeted you with a kiss on the cheek and breakfast in bed.

"Oh, you shouldn't have". You tell him with a light laugh and a wince as he joined you in bed, wearing only a silky robe.

"You deserve to be treated like the goddess that you are". Poe told you with a slight smile as he kissed you on the cheek. "I hope this helped you forget about that loser".

"I hope you know that this changes things between us forever". You tell him with a slight smile.

"And what's wrong with that?" Poe asked, his dark eyes meeting yours as his hand caressed your cheek.

"Not a damn thing". You replied back, smiling softly.

The end

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isagrimorie · 4 years

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[initial reactions] Doctor Who 12x07 - Can You Hear Me?

I find it so hilarious that the reason Thirteen hasn’t been doing emotional talks with other people... is because she’s deliberately trying not to be left one on one with people because she doesn’t know what to say.

It’s another reason why she probably has a group than a one on one companion because she knew from experience eventually she’d be drawn into one. It’s like once she knows things are going to get intensely personal or emotional she could throw Graham towards them.

This time though, Graham was looking to talk to the Doctor personally and Thirteen... just doesn’t.

I kind of love it.

Usually women are always the one who have emotional wisdom and maturity in shows but the Doctor... is still the Doctor. And the Doctor, with the exception of Twelve, who had to be forced to talk because Clara expected nothing less, and River pushed the final meter for Twelve, is emotionally constipated.

And just because the Doctor is a woman now doesn’t mean she’s suddenly enlightened emotionally.

It really does seem the bolstering talk she got from the team really helped her push aside her grief and everything on her plate.

But also, Thirteen rushing head long into something, not stopping to ask if she should be doing something and runs right into a trap. Oops.

Also, LOL at Thirteen basically kind of dragging immortals --

“You immortals. So entitled. So spoiled. You never clean up after yourselves.”

Speaking as one of the immortals, who doesn’t clean up after themselves. And whose fights with their ex best friend, ex lover ruins lives and planets. Also, Time Lords in general.

Quite a self-drag there too, isn’t it?

BTW, I am so glad the TARDIS is back arguing with the Doctor. I love when they get into spats.

Yaz

We get more insight to Yaz -- and Sonya. So it turns out, it’s Sonya who also takes care of Yaz, when they’re not fighting. And she does try to become the people she looks up to, first the officer who helped her and now trying to emulate the Doctor but she’s impatient and immediately wants to get to the best stuff.

And, there is one aspect of the Doctor Yaz is like, and that’s the penchant for running away.

Also, apparently bullying in school got too bad and ‘some other stuff’. Despite the running away too, I think it also makes clear while she likes some space she doesn’t actually want to be alone. Solitary.

Plus, Mandip Gill’s ability to look like a sullen teenager is amazing.

Ryan

I think this is the first time Ryan realized that his time away from his life also meant time away from people who matters to him. And because of his dad, I don’t think he ever wants to be that person, he wants to be solid and dependable but the kind of life the Doctor lives isn’t made for solid and dependable.

Also, I feel there’s some foreshadowing there with his nightmare about the Earth on fire. I also honestly did not think the Dregs were coming back, but yes they are nightmare material so, valid.

Graham

Graham’s fear is understandable tied together with how he still blames himself for Grace’s death. And it’s also understandable why he wanted to share with the Doctor, not only because she’s a doctor, but because it’s something he can share with a peer.

Unfortunately, the Doctor is both socially awkward and emotionally constipated but I think Thirteen saying that out loud helped lighten the mood...

The enemies of the week had a potential to be more interesting, if this was a two parter or a longer story because they’re interesting and does call back to the other immortal elements of the Whoverse: Eternals, Guardians and them.

#doctor who #doctor who spoilers #13th doctor #thirteenth doctor #dw 12x07 #dw: can you hear me?

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mai-nonsense · 3 years

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Basics: 2, 6. Appearance: 4. Personality: 3, 8,9. Background: 1, 5. Relationships: 1, 3, 4, 7. Fun facts: 1, 7, 10.

*claps hands together* Alright! I'm going to do the answers for my Shepards, otherwise I'll be here all week.

2. What does their name mean? Why are they named that?

Jane: The original reason she's named that is because I was too lazy to think of a name so I just went with the default (she was my first ever Shepard), now I Headcannon that she went by Shepard until she joined up with the alliance, so she chose the name Jane because it's the only one that came to mind

Cassidy: I don't really pay attention to what names actually mean when I name characters, but I named her that b/c it's pretty and she just kinda looked like Cassidy

Henri: Henry is a family name on both sides of my family, but I wanted to use it as for a femshep b/c I like androgynous names (partly because I have one, but also because I think there should be more of them in circulation)

Damien: His name was originally Darren but I changed it b/c my sister and mum pointed out that Darren's a bit bogan. And instead of owning it I covered it up like a coward. I renamed him Damien because my favorite Robin is Damian Wayne and litteraly no other reason

Vance: named after the singer Vance Joy, b/c his songs have a lot of emotional significance to me and I like the name

Ryan: he's my only actual Canadian Shepard and my mum and I have a running joke about all Canadians being named Ryan (b/c of Ryan Reynolds, Ryan Gosling etc.) So he's Ryan.

6. What's their star sign, birthstone etc? Does it hold any special significance for them?

All of them besides Vance have Shepard's canon birthday and none of them besides Cassidy have any belief in that kind of thing. Cassidy is a quietly spiritual kind of woman so she likes the whole star sign/ birthstone kind of thing, but she'd never admit out loud.

4. Appearance- How do they carry themselves? What is their default expression?

Jane has resting bitch face. She walks around like she's going to go beat someone up, probably because she usually is.

Cassidy has a very casual, approachable demeanor about her. Her go-to expression is either concern or pouting.

Henri carries herself shoulders back, chin up and head held high. Her usual expression is a mix of serious and thoughtful

Damien carries himself like a serious soldier but with a hint of sadness, he has resting sad face

Vance also walks around like he's looking for a fight and he's usually scowling

Ryan has a cocky swagger and usually has a sideways smile on his face

Personality 3. What are their hobbies and interests?

Jane: Is gun-modding a hobby? Because if so then that's one of them. She genuinely enjoys the combat part of being a soldier and enjoys training herself to be a deadly weapon, a side effect of growing up in the reds most likely. She doesn't really have many interests outside of being a solider, and doesn't really eat anything outside of protein bars and ready-meals.

Cassidy: she likes to mod games in her spare time, and practices her hacking skills a lot in order to keep herself sharp. She has a fondness for Turian and Salarian pop-culture, video games especially.

Henri: Henri likes hard copy books, with old-fashioned dust jackets and everything. Even with new release publications, she'll always go out of her way to find a hard copy if she really wants to read it. She usually reads non-fiction but she's a sucker for a good romance novel.

Damien: Also throws himself into his work so much that he barely has any free time. On the rare occasion that he does, he likes to build things, usually model ships or card towers (which he knocks down immediately after)

Vance: Vance actually really enjoys cooking, it's something he used to do with his mum when he was little so it's his way of keeping her alive in spirit

Ryan: Ryan has a penchant for old earth comic books and music from the 20/21st century, he likes to draw and regularly carries a sketchbook

8. What are their manners like? Any habits?

Jane's manners are atrocious. She's straightforward, tactless and blunt, which gets her in trouble quite a bit. She's not a fan of sparing feelings, if you're doing something that's pissing her off, she'll let you know

Cassidy is also pretty blunt, but has a lot more tact and isn't as crass as Jane. She's nice whenever possible but she doesn't skirt around issues

Henri is anxious people-pleaser that always looks for the best in everyone at heart, but has a polite but proffesional exterior.

Damien varies depending on his mood, Mass Effect 1 Damien is polite and proffesional but that drops as time goes by. By the time ME:3 rolls around he is 1000% done and doesn't have time to put up with anyone's shit and reacts to social situations accordingly

Vance goes in the opposite direction to Damien, starts off rude and aggressive but gradually softens as time goes by.

Ryan has decent manners, but can often be inappropriate in social situations

9. What are they most afraid of?

Jane: before falling for Kaidan, it's falling for Kaidan, because she hates having intense emotions about people that she can't control. After falling for Kaidan, it's anything bad happening to Kaidan. She doesn't really care for her own well-being but she constantly worries about and will protect her friends and loved ones at all costs.

Cassidy: Dying. Specifically, dying again and Garrus continuing down the dark path she found him on after her resurrection. She'd hate for him to completely lose hope like that again.

Henri: dissapointing those around her.

Damien: Also letting everyone down.

Vance: Everyone he cares about dying painfully.

Ryan: spiders.

Background, 1. Where were they born, what was their childhood like?

Jane was born in Brisbane, believe it or not, she gets carted off to one of her aunts in America at age 4. After that it's foster home to home for her until she ditches them for the reds at 10. Needless to say, her childhood was rough.

Both Vance and Henri were born and raised on Mindoir. They both had good childhoods until Batarians killed their families.

Damien was born in Chicago. He spent his childhood being bandied about from alliance ship to alliance ship. He spent a lot of his childhood alone.

Cassidy was born in New York, but has the spacer background. Her mother had a much more caring presence then Damien's however, so she grew up well.

Ryan was born in Montreal, spent his childhood in and out of foster homes until he was 14, when he joined the reds for protection. Despite this, he views his childhood in a positive light, as he knows he's come a long way since those days.

5. Where do they currently live? What's their place like?

I'm going to skip this one because I don't have a good answer for any of them at the moment lol.

Relationships, 1. Do they have any friends? Who would they consider their best friend?

Jane has more friends/people who care about her then she thinks she does. She considers her best friend to be either Miranda or Liara.

Cassidy gives off chill older sister vibes and treats her crew as family, so a lot of people come to her for support or just for an ear. She loves talking tech with Tali and considers her to be her best friend, with Ashley coming in as a close second.

Henri initially has more colleagues then friends, but she learns to loosen up and to have a more relaxed approach to the people she cares about. She considers her best friends to be Kaidan and Joker (though her feelings for Joker develop into something more ever time)

Damien has the ruthless background, so he's more feared then loved. He's also quite socially awkward so it's hard for him to make friends to begin with. Despite this, the people who do call him friend do so wholeheartedly. He considers his best friend to be Garrus.

Vance, despite being an asshole, actually has a lot of friends. Because he's a loveable asshole. His best friend is either Liara or Jack.

Ryan is very likeable, and is often the life of the party. But people more look up to him then actually consider him a friend. He considers Kaidan his best friend. (who he's also secretly in love with, but shhhhhhh we'll get to that)

3. What's their love life like? Do they have any kids?

I'm currently using Jane as my "Kaidan as subject zero AU" Shepard, because I think she fits so well with subject0!Kaidan, as I love writing stories about two hardened badasses who just want to be loved, falling in love. Non-au Jane also ends up with Kaidan, and have a daughter named Astra

Cassidy is one of my two Shakarian Sheps, who gets the more 'traditional' happy ending out of the two. That is, she retires somewhere nice with Garrus and they adopt a bunch of orphans together.

Henri is my one and only Joker-mancer, one of these days I will write their story (once I finish planning it out lol) but I currently have other projects at the forefront. As for kids, neither Henri or Joker want them because there would be to many medical factors/lifestyle changes they'd have to consider and they couldn't put that burden on a kid.

Damien's life motto is: no kids, only dogs and he manages to stick by that pretty well. When Vance (his half-brother) has kids he settles into the role of cool uncle though. Though Damien thought he wasn't one for romance at all, he somehow fell in love with Kaidan without realizing it and they eventually end up together.

Vance and Ashley fall hard for each other, and after many hardships and triumphs, they eventually marry and have three kids together

Ryan sleeps around a bit but spends the duration of ME:1 and 2 pining for Kaidan but never saying anything b/c he doesn't want to make it awkward™. Naturally they end up together but it takes a while. Am currently undecided on whether they have kids together or not.

4. Who do they look up to? Who do they trust?

Jane: Anderson. He took her under his wing and believed in her when nobody else did. She comes to trust her inner circle in time. That consisting primarly of Kaidan, Miranda, Jack, Liara, Garrus and Wrex.

Cassidy: Her mother, as she managed to give her a good childhood while in the military as a single mum. She trusts Garrus and Tali with her life.

Henri: Anderson and Hackett both, as they've always pushed her to do her best. She trusts in her crew, as, in her eyes, they've never let her down.

Damien: Hackett, as he gave him a second chance after Torfan and promised him that he wouldn't let him down. People don't trust him on impulse so the people whose trust he earns always have his in return.

Vance, Anderson and Samara. Anderson because he helped him after he lost his family on Mindoir and Samara because she's a powerful biotic with a commanding presence and he learns a lot about discipline from her. Vance eventually learns to trust Damien after not wanting him anywhere near his life for a long time.

Ryan: He tries to find a way to learn at least something from everyone he encounters, good or bad. He doesn't really trust anyone for a very long time but gradually comes to trust in his ME:3 crew

7. Are they good with kids? Animals?

Jane: Surprisingly, yes. Though it can depend on the kid or animal in question *cough star child cough*. She strives to protect those who can't defend themselves and improve lives for future generations.

Cassidy: Very good with both.

Henri: She grew up a farm girl, so she's pretty great with animals. She's good with kids until they start screeching and then she promptly nopes out.

Damien: Good with animals, dogs in particular. Is okay with kids, but doesn't really like interacting with them unless he has a good reason (like them being his niece and nephews).

Vance: Despite growing up a farm boy, he's not too big an animal lover. He loves his own kids, but isn't too big on them in general.

Ryan: Used to hang out with stray cats as a teen. Decent kid-wrangler™.

Fun facts, 1. Which tropes do they fit? which archetypes?

Jane fits the "does bad things for a good goal" trope and potentially fits the stereotypical "bad girl" archetype as well

Cassidy fits with the "protective matriarch/sister" archetype/trope

Henri gives me "girl next door", but with a gun, vibes

Damien fits the "everyone thinks he's evil, but he's really just misunderstood" trope

Vance is def an "asshole with a heart of gold"

Ryan's a himbo

7. What languages do they speak?

Vance knows a tiny bit of Mandarin, and Ryan speaks okay Canadian French, everyone else speaks English and only English for now, though that may change as I find out more about them.

10. What songs remind you of them?

Jane: Missile, Dorothy

Cassidy: Dead Weight, PVRIS

Henri: CHAMPION, Bishop Brigs

Damien: The Phoenix, Fall Out Boy

Vance: What's Up Danger, Blackway ft. Black Caviar

Ryan: You're Gonna Go Far Kid, The Offspring

WOW. I just did a big old-fashioned info dump right there. Sorry about that.

Thanks for the ask!!!

#ask meme #oc asks #crqstalite

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austennerdita2533 · 4 years

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ooh can you do those same top three questions but for suits and tvd :)

Sure can, nonnie! xx

*Just as a general disclaimer for anyone else who happens to read this: my ship preferences are what they are. I’m simply stating my opinion/preference and am in no way encouraging hate or fights. Discussion is always welcome, of course, but happy vibes here only!

*2020 sucks enough as it is without bringing ship drama into it, you know?

TVD

Top 3 seasons:

-1, 2, and 3 without an ounce of hesitation. This was when the show was at its peak in storytelling, characterization, ship development, magic/mythology etc.

Top 3 romantic ships:

-Klaroline. One of my highest echelon ships for reasons I do not need to enumerate; however, I will say what I love about them most is they challenge as well as complement each other in beautifully rich, convoluted ways. Their back and forth is ridiculously entertaining, too!

-Kalijah. They have spice, and angst, and forbidden love, and 500+ years of cat-and-mouse chasing and I will be over here bitter about them for eternity!

-Forwood. *excuse me while I cry over “until we find a way” for a few hours* These two went through so much to be together! Their progressive arc in s2-s3 is still one of my favorites.

*I’m Swiss neutral when it comes to Stelena and Delena, I vacillate between both ships at different times so they’re not included in my top 3. I’m an anomalous TVD shipper, a true outlier, what can I say?

Top 3 platonic ships:

-Klelijah. Klaus and Elijah have an incredibly dense, fraught brotherly dynamic. Something about their ancient ties and 1,000-year bond is gripping. There’s so much spoken and unspoken subtext between them. So many unresolved “somethings.” Plus, it’s no secret that I adore the Originals and all they add to the TVD-verse.

-Klebekah. Klaus and Rebekah sparkle, they sizzle, any time they’re on-screen together. Just the sheer depth of feeling and betrayal and angst they emanate is so entertaining to watch. Don’t get me started on the whole “I loved you more than anyone and you didn’t even care” scene because I get emotional.

-Defan. Stefan and Damon are another complex sibling relationship on the show. Throw into the mix that they find themselves in love with same woman, not once, but twice, and whew! I love the flashbacks we get of them throughout history as well.

*Gotta give shoutouts to my other favorite, though moderately less well-developed, brotps here: Carenzo, Katholine, Rebekoline, and Baroline. *chef’s kiss*

Top 3 characters:

-Caroline Forbes

-Klaus Mikaelson

-Katherine Pierce

Top 3 plotlines you’d change/erase if you could:

-THE BABY PLOTS ! ! ! BOTH OF THEM!!!!!!!!! (I’m talking Klaus/Haley and their tribrid baby and Caroline’s surrogacy/pregnancy with the Gemini twins.) I apologize for my overemphasized caps + exclamation points here, but I loathe these storylines with every fiber of my being. I can’t help it. More often than not, I like to pretend they don’t exist lololol.

-How they handled the beginning of Stefan and Caroline’s romantic relationship was...icky. Like, while Liz was dying? Really? Then she turns off her humanity because he “rejects” her. Again, REALLY? I have major issues with the overall portrayal of them as a couple - particularly with the relationship imbalances as well as the insecurities they heightened instead of tamped out in each other - but the inception of it all is what kills me. Especially because I am a huge proponent of friends-to-lovers ships...and the writers really dropped the ball with them, imo. I’m a multishipper at heart so the disappointment I harbor is PALATABLE.

-The Cure storyline and the Travelers storyline. Didn’t like either of them. They have equal “could’ve been loads better” billing.

Top 3 episodes you’d take to a deserted island:

-3x14, Dangerous Liaisons. LISTEN. This is my favorite episode of the entire series. There’s a ball, there’s blood-tinged champagne, there’s duplicity and romance and drama. All the Mikaelsons are under the same roof, for crying out loud! It’s gold!

-2x07, Masquerade. This one because of my girl, Katherine Pierce, the biggest, baddest bitch of all. She’s a saucy little minx the entire masquerade only to end up locked in the tomb. I just...love it.

-The Klaroliner in me is screaming 4x23, Graduation because being on a deserted island without having access to Klaus’s iconic “however long it takes” declaration would be insupportable. However, a case could be made for either 3x20, Do Not Go Gentle because I am trash for the decade dances, and that one’s my favorite, OR 3x22, The Departed because that is one hell of a season finale!

Suits

Top 3 seasons:

-Season 2. Mike’s secret out of the bag? Them all working together to fight against the merger? Donna shredding evidence to protect Harvey? Daniel fucking Hardman? *thumbs up*

-Season 5. FIREWORKS. Donna’s working for Louis, Harvey’s in therapy, Mike gets arrested/goes on trial, Zane family drama. Exquisite stuff

-Season 3 or Season 1. Don’t make me choose between them, please. 🙏🏻

Top 3 romantic ships:

-Darvey. I mean, OBVIOUSLY. These two idiots had me from the pilot. I knew the moment Donna said “I also took care of that. we’ve been married for the last 7 years” that I was on the precipice of falling into another long, beautiful, up-to-their-chins-in-pining, slow sloooooow burn ships. Granted, I didn’t think it’d take 8 seasons for them to get together lololol but I don’t regret a damn thing!

-Mike and Rachel. They’re adorable together, they truly love each other. Also, can we talk about how they’re a steady couple for most-ish of the show? They have drama, sure, but they work through most of it together. As a unit. THAT’S A BIG DEAL. It’s like going through the canon drive thru and actually getting (most) of what you ordered.

-Louis and Sheila. This is a couple who makes me laugh uproariously AND feel all the emotions. I mean, will I ever forget Louis dropping to one knee in the hospital with his ass cheeks hanging out? NO. Will I ever get over Shelia’s pregnant feet being too fat to fit into her Cinderella glass slippers? NOT ON YOUR LIFE. Will I blubber like an emo sap whenever they finally reconcile/get their happy ending? YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT.

Top 3 platonic ships:

-Mike and Harvey. They have a connection from the beginning but I love seeing how much they rub off on one another, how much deeper their bond grows over the course of the show. Their movie references are always a delight, too. *cries: it’s so beautiful*

-Donna and Louis. Their relationship is so important to me. Like?!?!?!? They have so many fantastic one-on-one moments together - some that make your sides ache with laughter, others that prick your eyes with emotion and tears. Even though it kills me when Donna leaves Harvey to work for Louis, I can’t help but love it too because he fanboys all over her. GIVE DONNA ALL THE LOVE AND APPRECIATION SHE DESERVES.

-Harvey and Louis because they have a formative and/or impactful dynamic. They mostly respect each other but there’s a lot of animosity between them. Makes for such good TV!

Top 3 characters:

-Donna Paulsen aka Fashion Goddess of NYC (can I have all of her outfits? for real) and the Reigning Queen of Sass (who also happens to be the reigning queen of my heart as well). The entire firm would have fallen into collapse without her, FULL STOP.

-Harvey Specter. I have a penchant for stoic, inscrutable, emotionally constipated, on-the-borderline-of-asshole characters and boy did I hit the jackpot with this one!

-This one was hard, but I’m going to go with Louis Litt because his character evolution is amazing! He’s so unlikable at times, what with his competitive streak and anger/jealousy issues, but then there’s this whole other side to him that’s sensitive and vulnerable and sweet. You can’t help but root for him, you know? (Even when you want to punch him right in the nose lol.)

Top 3 plotlines you’d change/erase if you could:

-Harvey giving Paula the credit for why he reconciled with his mother, when it was actually because of Donna. They retcon/fix this in the narrative in s9 but it still bugs me in the moment. I can’t let it go. So sue me.

-Pearson Hardman’s “Harvard Only” hiring law. Not only is it ridiculous and discriminatory but no way in hell would you even be able to implement such a thing in today’s world. Nor should you be able to do so. Diversity is important!

-I wasn’t crazy about the Mike prison storyline but, at the same time, he had to serve out penance for the whole fraud business??? So yeah.

Top 3 episodes you’d take to a deserted island:

-2x07, Sucker Punch. THE MOCK TRIAL, AHHHHHHH. Louis grills Donna about Harvey within an inch of her life. I can hear his inflection during his stream of “do you love Harvey Specter, do you love Harvey Specter” in my head. It is so effing tense in that conference room, I DIE.

3x06, The Other Time. I am all about this flashback episode, okay? It opens Pandora’s box on all things past!Darvey and also shows us how Mike gets thrown out of school.

-8x16, Harvey. If you think I’d willingly retreat to a deserted island without having access to that Darvey love epiphany/love actualization scene then you are kidding yourself! I still blast “Love is Mystical” on full volume just to daydream about that swooping-through-the-apartment-door smooch sometimes. *fans self*

#anonymous #replies #the loveliest of lovely people #ashlee bree talks tvd and suits #i officially want to rewatch suits now anon #so thank you for that #long post #i didn't mean to blab this much #whoops

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sukunas-play-thing · 5 years

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Could I get headcanons for shihai kuroiro x f reader pls? Where she's utterly loyal and in love with him but she discovers that he has feelings for kinoko? And she doesn't wanna get in between that crush he's got?. Love u work pls keep it up!

Ahhhh gfgfjf I freaking love this chaotic mess of a man. Since you didn't specify the ending I went with one hope it's acceptable ><

Happy belated birthday my sweet Prince of Darkness! Also headcanons couldn't do this justice so I went with a scenario I really hope that's okay thank you anon bean I love you.

Word count: 8015

Warnings: slight angst

*Shihai Kuroiro xf! Reader*

The feeling is indescribable at best. Being in love.

How his quirk allows him to hide in the shadows, you'd never know he was there until he wanted you to know he was there. (Name) smiled as she watched him chat with kamikiri and Shishida. He's so mysterious, and so careful with how he speaks. Hands moving languidly as he's motioning his arms as if painting a picture of what's he's talking about. "(Name), earth to (name)." She Shook her head pulling herself from her deep thoughts seeing Kendo and Pony standing by her desk. "Oh. Hey." She said meekly while waving her hand to her peers. "Always in your own little world you ready to head to lunch?." Kendo asked while tilting her head.

Pony shaking in excitement. Taking one last glance at Shihai, she grabbed what she needed for lunch and headed out to the cafeteria with her friends.

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"So you're telling me Taemin from SHINee is now with super M? No way." Kinoko's mouth hung open in utter surprise as her and Pony exchanged topics of K-Pop idols. (Name) honestly couldn't focus. Shihai's birthday is fast approaching and still hasn't gotten together what to give him. Part of her thought something small and subtle would be suffice, but she also wanted to finally work up the courage to confess. She knows he's into dark concepts, and has a knack for penchant dramatic speaches. She smiled remembering something that'd happened between her a kuroiro at her work.

*he was visiting her at her job to give her a CD of his favorite band that came out with a new album. She had to work late that night and do last minute shopping before heading home. When a child behind them was throwing a fit because her parents wouldn't give her a candy bar. As (Name) was ringing up her stuff Kuroiro had grabbed a candy bar from the stores shelves, rung it up on a separate register and as (Name) turned to him to ask if he was ready to go he looked the child dead in the eyes, "My darkened soul begs for substance, and this candy bar sure looks delicious." And ate the whole thing right in front of her. "Oh my god Kuro-kun you're terrible." (Name) giggled as she placed a hand on his chest playfully. She could feel his heartbeat on her finger tips like an array of thunder coursing through her veins, seeing his surprised look as he glanced at her hand then at her, she quickly moved her hand away blushing. What she didn't see was the small tint of pink dusting his cheeks as well.*

***

Then a realization hit her. She knew what to do for his birthday. "Hey guys something just came up I'll see you later. " grabbing her things (Name) took off without waiting for 'goodbyes" from her friends.

The theme is a black satin box with Silver trimming and a gold quarter size pentagram on the kid. The box was a big enough size to fit all his favorite things inside. A close friend of hers was good at carving things so she got with Kamikiri and Kodai to help her make the box for Shihai. Once the box was set she carefully placed all things he loves most, and we couldn't forget his favorite food black ink pasta. After the assorted goodies were placed in the box she wrote down a note containing dark themed clues to help piece the puzzle together in confessing her feelings for him.

Once the letter and clues were finished she carefully wrapped the box with skull and crossbones and waited until the next day.

"Heyo!." (Name) announced her arrival through the door of her classroom most of the classmates were already there saying hellos back to her. She skimmed the room for familiar silver hair but didn't find the male in question. "Where's Shihai?." She asked tetsutetsu. He looked around quickly before looking back at (Name). "He's not here did you check the lockers?." She Shook her head, her smile wavering but determination to find Shihai fueled her even more. With his present in tow she walked around the halls but couldn't find him. She checked the lockers like Tetsutetsu suggested, still no Shihai.

*"where could he be... "* more of a question to herself than anything. She ran straight into someone dropping the present in the process. "Shit (name) I'm so sorry." Kamikiri said while picking up said item. "Was the box to you're liking?." He asked handing it back to her. "Yes! It's so beautiful thank you so much for the help."

"Y'know. You never told me who or what it was for." (Name) glanced at the green haired man. "Oh.. It's for well." She mumbled while running her fingers through her hair. "It's for shihai. Todays his birthday and I wanted the present to be special." Smiling to herself. He nodded understanding. "Is that who you're looking for? I just saw him by the tree near the dorms. With Kinoko." Her heart thumped in her chest, an uneasy feeling soon settling in her very core. "Oh. Thank you! I'll bring this to him now." Right as she went to dash off Kamikiri called out. "Hurry up whatever the reason he said it' was important for him and kinoko to meet up." But when he looked up the female had already gone.

Upon arriving at her destination she seen Kinoko talking with Shihai by the tree. Her steps falter and slowed, maybe now was a bad time? Looking at the wrapped present in her arms she decided against it. Newfound confidence settling back in. But she couldn't help the nagging feeling in the back of her head that kept screaming. *"turn back while you still can."*

Nevertheless she waited by a tree just a foot or two away for her opportunity to pop in and give him the present. While she was debating on how to go about it she overheard they're conversation.

"Komori-chan. I wanted to tell you... " Shihai's voice. He sounded so nervous, more nervous than she's ever known he could be. Yeah he is bad at talking to girls, but she never noticed him have a problem talking with her let alone they're other female classmates.

"I really can't help but think about you. A-and want to know if you would go on a date with me."

There it was. The nagging gut wrenching feeling she's felt since finding out he was down here. Her heart had shattered, and felt a lump in her throat upon hearing his confession. Looking at the box with much less determination. She slowly backed away from their conversation and left the scene like a dog with it's tail between it's legs.

****

Kamikiri and Kendo were walking back to class when they'd seen a wrapped present and a disheveled (Name) sitting on a bench. "(Name)? Is everything alright?." She asked placing a hand in the girls shoulder. Eyes peered through (hair color) locks, giving a bright smile (Name) jeered. "Oh me? Yes I'm quite alright. Why do you ask?" Kendo frowned. Fake so fake of a reaction she knew something was wrong. Kamikiri shifted uncomfortably on his heels. "(Name). You weren't able to give Shihai his present?." "Oh this? Haha well no he seemed too busy with Kinoko, so I thought I'd hold onto this for awhile." Her voice wavered. Kendo looked to Kamikiri then back to (Name) before two and two put together. "(Name), whats the present. If you don't mind me asking." She sat next to her. Finally she begun letting her walls fall. "Shihai.. He asked Kinoko out on a date. This present here? I was gonna give this to him not only for his birthday. But it contained a letter and clues, I was planning on confessing to him..." She took a breath. "But. It seemed he had someone else in mind instead."

((Lol this was super long. I'd put a 'read more' link but alas I did this all on mobile hopefully this was okay. Thinking about giving this a part 2? Not sure if this one was acceptable or nah thank you anon for this amazing ask I had a lot of fun writing this piece. Also the Part with the kid and candy bar? I seen someone make an incorrect quotes post of Shihai doing this it made me giggle bc he's totally the type to do this so I thought I'd implement that into the scenario hopefully it's okay.))

🐲Queen Targe 🐲

#anime #my hero academia #bnha #bnha shihai #shihai kuroiro #people be sleeping on class b #class 1 b #kendou itsuka #tetsutetsu tetsutetsu #kamikiri #jurota shishida #pony tsunotori #class 1 a #my hero academia imagines #Shihai kuroiro x reader #kinoko komori

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bigskydreaming · 5 years

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This is a post about Boone aka Shrike.

I am making this post about Boone aka Shrike from Robin: Year One and later stories, solely so that reading this post on mobile will bring up “other posts like this” and show all the other posts I have made about Boone aka Shrike from Robin: Year One and other stories. LOL.

Because I’m back on my ‘people should make Boone aka Shrike and his archrivalry with Dick more of a thing’ bus.

Look, I will maintain until the day I die that Shrike has literally EVERYTHING needed to deliver on the same thematic elements people cite interest in JayDick and Sladin for....with the added bonus of....a Dick/Boone ship wouldn’t be incestuous or rely on a huge predatory age gap.

I mean, granted, it still won’t do anything for people who are into those ships purely BECAUSE of the incest or the huge predatory age gap, but I mean like, I work with what I can work with. Like I’m not even trying to change peoples’ minds there so much as just point out alternatives for anyone who just comes to those ships looking for the specific dynamic that personally I think is more real and evident with Dick and Boone than it ever will be with him and anyone else.

But really, the ONLY thing Boone needs to be serve the same narrative function is like...a higher profile, and more use of the character. I mean, some more infamy and slots in his win column wouldn’t hurt either, but you know. Whatever.

Anyway, point is, so Robin: Year One.

That was the story where Dick got hurt badly by Two-Face when he was still new to being Robin, and Bruce freaked out and fired him for the first time, also making the blunderhead move, in his freak out and new to being a parent thing, of saying it was Dick’s fault the judge had died, when Dick had literally just been trying to save Bruce’s life.

So Dick figures if he can’t be Robin, there’s no point to him being there, since Bruce doesn’t want or need a son (take that stories that act like Dick even at age 10 or 11 wasn’t already secretly hoping to be adopted). So Dick ran away and stayed on the streets where he took down Mr. Freeze all on his own, and in doing so drew the attention of something called The Vengeance Academy.

This was run by a guy named Shrike, who had some of his men snatch Dick off the streets after he caught their eye by taking on Mr. Freeze, and brought to the Vengeance Academy. It was a front for the League of Assassins, a place in Gotham where they trained kids as assassins and vetted their potential for being taken to the League itself for training.

Attendance was not elective, lol, it wasn’t like they asked Dick or any of these kids if they wanted to join, but most of them had nowhere else to go, so like Dick, they stayed and trained and went on missions Shrike assigned them as part of their training.

One of these other kids was named Boone, and he had something of a leadership role among the other kids, and was at times almost friendly with Dick and at other times saw him as a rival because of Dick’s own skills. And when they went out on missions, like, Dick stopped the other kids from killing some guards after they’d knocked them out, which pissed off Boone because it was Dick undermining his position as leader in the other kids’ eyes, especially when Shrike validated Dick’s decision when they returned to the Academy, by saying they should never kill people they aren’t getting paid to kill, as its a waste of their skills.

So like, point being, the two of them had HUGE potential for the kind of dynamic Dick and Jason are often characterized with, where they have mutual respect but are mutually vying for the approval of the same figures.

Anyway, after a few months (R:Y1 was vague on the timelines but was clear about the fact that Dick was at the VA for at least a few months, with captions like ‘weeks passed’ etc)....Dick eventually manages to sneak off long enough to sneak into the Batcave and leave a note for Bruce about the Vengeance Academy, what its up to, where to find it, etc. But Dick still goes back, rather than wait for Bruce himself, because he still doesn’t think Bruce wants him anymore.

Eventually, Shrike happens to get hired to take out Two-Face, and of course happens to assign Boone and Dick as the leads to conduct that assassination. They and the other boys break into Two-Face’s mansion, Dick’s literally holding a gun on Harvey and having flashbacks to Two-Face beating him almost to death and Bruce firing him in the aftermath and everything that’s happened since then....but at the last minute, Dick decides he won’t do it, throws the gun away instead, and as Two-Face’s guards all burst in, the boys all run.

But then back at Vengeance Academy, they of course all tell Shrike what happened, and Shrike just starts beating on Dick, shouting how ungrateful he is, etc, etc, what a waste of time and effort he’s turned out to be....and that’s when Bruce arrives, takes on Shrike’s men, etc.

In the confusion, Shrike slips away, and then at some point, he and Dick end up facing across from each other on a rafter high up by the ceiling...where Shrike figures out that Dick is the one who alerted Batman and starts in on him again, but Dick defends himself....and that’s when Two-Face and his men burst in, having tracked them somehow, and in that ensuing commotion, someone shoots Shrike, he falls from the rafter and ends up impaled on some rebar on the floor or something like that.

Which is where Boone finds him, as he lays there dying, and Boone’s shown being considerably distressed, because he’d been there a lot longer than Dick and had been shown to be significantly attached to Shrike and viewing him as a father figure he was desperate to prove himself to, unlike Dick who was there because he felt he didn’t have a choice or anywhere else to go.

And of course Dick goes back with Bruce, who tells him how much he’s missed him and of course he wants him and is sorry for everything he said and did, they reconcile, Dick becomes Robin again, etc. The very last two pages of the mini end with Dick being introduced to Barbara for the first time by the Commissioner, when she’s on the roof with him while he’s talking with Batman and Robin....but also, Talia comes to survey the remains of Vengeance Academy, since it was League-affiliated...and takes Boone with her back to the League for further training.

Eventually, Boone grows up to take the name Shrike for himself, in honor of his former teacher, and he’s OBSESSED with avenging the original Shrike by killing Nightwing, who he knows is his former classmate, due to Robin then Nightwing’s style of fighting, and his penchant for using escrima sticks.

(Interestingly, Dick only started using escrima sticks as his signature weapon in his first solo Nightwing title, with this stemming from Chuck Dixon’s writing him doing so....and Dixon also wrote R:Y1, which is where he then established that Vengeance Academy is where Dick first learned to use escrima sticks and gained a preference for them. So its always been kinda fascinating to me that Dick’s had his skills with those since literally his very first year as Robin....BUT then never used them as Robin, while Batman’s partner....but after becoming Nightwing and moving to Bludhaven, for whatever reason returned to using those particular weapons and making them his signature).

Anyway, point is, Boone calls Dick Freddy, because that was what he knew him as when they were kids....after he ran away, Dick started using the alias Freddy Lloyd. Lloyd was his mother’s maiden name, and I used to think Freddy was a reference to Alfred, but only recently realized that its actually Dick’s dad’s middle name.

So Shrike was brought back in the Nightwing solo title as a recurring enemy of Dick’s, with varying degrees of effectiveness. In later years, he was kinda made into a joke and not treated as much of a threat, but for awhile there, he was characterized as very much being a threat to Dick, and at a similar level skill wise, thanks to his own extensive League training. He captured Dick in their first encounter in Bludhaven, where he then tried to figure out Dick’s real identity by running his fingerprints and DNA (though Babs was able to intercept his attempt to run those through the system and replace the findings with a fake profile). He also even managed to defeat Dinah, though as much by trickery as straight out and out fighting...but still, Dinah’s one of THE top hand to hand combatants in the DC universe so, not exactly a small feat. He also faced off with Tim and Cass at one point, while they were Batgirl and Robin, and though he defeated Tim relatively easily (this was still fairly early in Tim’s career as Robin though), he ultimately lost to Cass. But again, who doesn’t lose to Cass, y’know?

So I mean, he definitely has skills and is a credible threat. Dick beat him after Dinah and Babs rescued him from Boone that first time, and Boone ended up in Bludhaven’s prison.....but then escaped and was later hired by Blockbuster as one of the assassins gunning for Dick. He and Dick had one more epic fight as one of the final elements of the Blockbuster arc, but by this time Dick was channeling so much rage when he went after Blockbuster at his mansion, where Shrike was lying in wait, that Dick pretty much just kicked Boone’s ass up and down the street and around the corner and left him chained up to a flagpole.

Like, I’m pretty sure that fight is what’s made later writers deem him not as high caliber a fight or threat as he later was referenced as being, but that wasn’t really the point of that fight, lol. How handily Dick kicked his ass there was in context clearly meant to read as just how fucking enraged Dick was at this point, due to Blockbuster’s campaign against him, and how much Dick’s OWN threat level went through the roof when he allowed himself to use that degree of anger while fighting Boone, rather than repress it. It was very much a “you’re only in my league when I’m afraid to go full throttle, when I take the safeties off though its no contest” kinda thing.

But anyway, he didn’t get used much again pre-Flashpoint, and hasn’t made an appearance since, to my knowledge, but using pre-Flashpoint based settings or continuities....Boone’s very much a credible threat to Dick, has a ton of history with him, and a huge ax to grind with their last encounter having him vow that this wasn’t over between them.

And like the thing is, its not just about getting revenge against Dick because he blames him for the original Shrike’s death. Like, its very much a rivalry that stems back to before the first Shrike died. Boone has pretty much always been shown to desperately want, need to be better than Dick, that’s what keeps him coming back and that’s what he really holds against Dick and always has...and its not just their skills, its that Dick’s a hero, that they ultimately came from the same place but Dick’s loved and revered for his skills and choices while Boone has nothing and no one, and insists its because Dick took away the only person Boone ever had....though the reality that both of them are probably perfectly aware of is that Shrike never actually gave a damn for any of the kids he trained, even if he showed favor to Dick and Boone in particular. But Shrike for a time made Boone feel special, made him feel like he had a place and a purpose, and its clear he’s never really found anything like that ever again....and really, he never had it at Vengeance Academy either, but he’s been able to romanticize it in his own mind and memories as being otherwise.

Whereas for Dick....this relationship always had so much more potential than anyone ever truly delved into, but the basic material and hints were always there. My read of them was always that for Dick, Boone kind of embodied the idea of being his own dark mirror....he was an example of what Dick could have been, if he’d embraced VA and Shrike the way Boone had, out of a lack of options, instead of returning with Bruce and giving him another chance, and Bruce taking another chance on Dick.

In a lot of ways, R:Y1 - even though its events only happened because of shit Bruce never should have laid on Dick, driving him away in the first place....looked at through the eyes of a ten year old Dick Grayson who’d in the span of a couple years gone from losing his former circus home and parents, to juvie (Dixon wrote both R:Y1 and the Robin origin that had Dick go to juvie, so that was the specific context for all stories related to Shrike), to Wayne Manor, where he ultimately became Robin....and after not even a full year as Robin.....Dick then ended up on the streets and then spending months training at a facility for orphans and street kids to be made assassins....before ultimately returning to Wayne Manor, Bruce and being Robin.....

Like, its easy to see how to Dick, all of this probably looked almost like Bruce had saved him from worse circumstances and his own worse nature not once, but twice....even if the second time could have been avoided. The point is though, I don’t think Dick ever forgot his time there, his own desperate need for Shrike’s approval (and he did very much want it while he was there....he was hurting, he’d gotten used to having an adult who cared about him again, and with him feeling like Bruce had rejected him and in doing so taken away all the approval he’d given him previously, make no mistake, Dick very much DID desperately want an authority figure’s approval, and his rivalry with Boone WAS a two-way street.

Dick perhaps wanted Boone’s friendship a little more than the other way around, I’d wager, given that Dick’s a more social, friendly person by nature, he wants to get along with people....but VA was a very definitively dog eat dog kind of place and Dick did not seem above reveling in the scraps of approval Shrike threw him at times like the mission he and Boone fought about, even though he knew how much it dug at Boone to see himself knocked down a peg by their teacher with the latter then praising Dick at the same time.

So my point being...I don’t think Dick’s ever forgotten his time at VA, or what he felt like while living there.....how close he came to shooting Two-Face in revenge for all that he blamed Two-Face for costing him....as well as remembering that for awhile, he and Boone very much were a kind of friends, even if they never were like say, he was with the Titans (who he’d yet to meet at this point in the timeline). Like, I’d characterize the two of them as one of those things where they probably wouldn’t have been friends under other circumstances, or even call themselves friends, but it was more they were the only ones who displayed having any kind of connection to each other, at a time and place in their lives where they didn’t really have anyone else.

So all of that added up, yeah, to me, Boone in Dick’s eyes is a kind of regret, and road not taken. He’s what Dick could have been if Dick didn’t have Bruce in his corner...if he, like Boone, hadn’t had anyone BUT Shrike. Dick likely can easily look at Boone and see what his life might have turned out like if he HAD shot Two-Face that night, because I don’t think Dick would ever believe there’s any way Bruce would have taken him back after that....meaning that he really WOULD have had nowhere else to go at that point...and thus easily could have ended up continuing at VA or even going to the League with Boone and Talia.

And because of all of that, my read on Dick’s attitude towards Boone was always that....its a blend of defensive antagonism and also some guilt and romanticized nostalgia. Dick’s defensive in response to Boone’s antagonism, because he isn’t to blame for Shrike’s death and knows it, just as he knows he’s not really worth mourning and didn’t care about either of them....but Dick’s ALSO defensive because every time Boone hurls an accusation at him about how Dick’s not any better than him - not skill wise, but as people - Dick, IMO, ABSOLUTELY AGREES AND BELIEVES THE SAME. The flip side of the coin that is seeing Boone as what he could have been....is that he himself then, is perhaps what BOONE could have been, if Boone had been the one to get the opportunities that Dick had.

And THAT, I think, is the source of the weird almost guilt that Dick has occasionally had in regards to Boone...this belief that he isn’t innately any better than his one-time sorta friend, and that he’s not any innately more deserving of the opportunities he got via Bruce, and that Boone never was afforded. That with someone in his corner, rather than just seeking to exploit him, Boone could have been every bit the hero Dick grew up to be. That he really did have someone who loved and cared for him, in Bruce, while Boone only has his desperate, misguided belief that Shrike felt the same about him, because there was nobody else to even point to as a possibility for that. I think when Dick thinks of Boone, there’s always this kinda hazy ‘what if’ where he idly wonders what if he could have convinced Boone that Shrike’s death wasn’t his fault, or that Shrike didn’t care about them...and got Boone to come with him, or got Bruce to find Boone. What if he’d tried reaching out to Bruce about VA earlier, or not avoided him so long, and Bruce had been able to come earlier, when there was a chance that other boys besides just Dick could have been ‘saved’ from the life Shrike tried to convince them was the ONLY life path where they’d have any power or influence, where they’d ever matter, at all.

So...I just think there’s so so so so many possibilities with this largely untouched little corner of Dick’s history, and this one specific character it intersected with, and hardly has ever been followed up on. Boone and Dick have just soooooooo much potential to have the intense, emotionally charge love/hate kind of rivalry between a hero and villain or even just mercenary or antihero, that Dick’s so often characterized as having with Slade or Jason.....

But the thing is, here? There’s no need to invent or embellish antagonism between Dick and someone else, the way fandom’s largely made up the iconic antagonism between Dick and Jay. The antagonism is very much real, between Dick and Boone, very much understandable, and most importantly, very much MUTUAL. It exists on Dick’s part every bit as much as Boone’s....Dick was almost kinda gleeful about kicking Boone’s ass that first time in Bludhaven and coming out on top, in a way that he rarely is in his victories....because its very easy to see how these two could easily slip back into a familiar rivalry and desire to one-up each other, the way they had as desperate, emotionally neglected children. Dick has the potential to be PETTY with Boone in a way that people WANT to write him being with others where he’s just NOT and likely never would be, because Dick’s someone who’s aware of how others perceive him, and privileges he has that others don’t, and stuff like that....all of that plays into why Dick so often tries so hard and intently to be his best self with people even when he’d rather not be.

But with Boone, you can potentially throw all that out the window, due to the very precise nature of when and where in their lives that Boone and Dick had their short term but very emotionally impactful pseudo-friendship and early rivalry. Because even if Dick feels a little guilty for getting the life he did and that Boone didn’t - that’s not his FAULT, and he does know that too, just as he knows he’s not to blame for the things Boone resents him for.....and even if part of Dick probably feels a little sorry for Boone, he also knows that doesn’t mean that Boone hasn’t made his own choices and there comes a point where its put up or shut up time, and you can keep blaming anyone and everyone for your life or you can look around and acknowledge that here and now, nobody is holding a gun to Boone’s head and saying you have to kill people, you have to fight Dick for this and this reason....and so on that front, Dick can more willingly and without guilt push back against his own feelings of guilt and pity and let out his own pettiness and resentments for Boone having made him into this scapegoat.

All of which makes for a perfect storm of emotionally charged interactions any and every encounter between these two highly skilled individuals with equally extensive lifetimes of training under their belts....all against a backdrop of mingled resentment, nostalgia, and squandered potential brotherhood thanks to this bubble in time from both their childhoods where they were briefly friends, brothers in arms, rivals, and both everything the other had and everything the other never became or ever wanted to be.

With the cherry on top being that Boone is literally the ONLY LIVING PERSON IN THE WORLD....who has knowledge or awareness of the ten or eleven year old Dick Grayson was at one of the darkest periods of his life, where he believed himself completely alone and unloved and with NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE. Meaning that when Boone - and Boone alone - says he knows Dick in a way that nobody else does or ever could, even BRUCE, that he knows a side of Dick that nobody else will ever be privy to, that tiny sliver of Dick Grayson that stood over Two-Face’s trembling body with a gun and had the POTENTIAL to pull the trigger.....

He is absolutely and one hundred percent correct.

Like...you can’t TELL me that’s not good stuff.

Also, I’ve just always loved that trope where one person refers to someone by a name NOBODY else knows them as....with that name having meaning to the two of them alone.

Like to Boone....Dick is Freddy Lloyd. He knows that’s not Dick’s name, he always knew that, just like Boone probably isn’t his.....but the person Boone knew was named Freddy Lloyd, and that person was real, even if nobody else has ever truly known “Freddy” because that’s not who Dick has ever been to them, or who he’s been AROUND them. Boone might not know Dick’s actual real name and where to find him in the phone book, but he’s known from day one that Nightwing’s secret identity is Freddy Lloyd, like he knew instantly from seeing Nightwing fight with a pair of escrima sticks that the person under the mask was his old friend Freddy, and that Nightwing used to be the first Robin which means Robin was Freddy too. He lived with him for months, neither of them wearing masks, he would recognize him if they passed on the street.

(Although with this point, its why I’ve personally always been kind of dubious about the plot point of having Boone try so hard to figure out Dick’s real identity....like, honestly, that story point doesn’t really hold up. Boone SHOULD be able to identify Dick as easily as he identified Nightwing. Dick Grayson, ward and eventual adopted son of Bruce Wayne, has been a HIGHLY visible individual at various points in his life.

I can easily believe that Bruce invested considerable effort in keeping Dick out of the public eye when Dick first came to live with him and was still adjusting and recovering - in fact, given that all of this is in context with the juvie origin, I’ve always headcanoned that Bruce probably spared no expense in covering up Dick’s time there as much as possible, so he wouldn’t be bombarded with additional stigma from people misconstruing that, and with more than enough evidence against the state for fucking up so badly with Dick there, he could have slapped any official evidence of Dick’s time there with so many gag orders nobody felt safe breathing a word about it.

All of which is to say, its very plausible to me that Dick wasn’t publicly recognizable by the time he ran away during Robin: Year One, and Bruce certainly wouldn’t have advertised that, and who knows what strings he had to pull or things he had to fake to keep CPS off his back until he found Dick, out of fear that otherwise, people would take Dick away once he did get him back. So I can imagine Freddy not being recognized by Shrike or Boone while he was with them. What I can’t imagine is Boone never turning on the TV or reading an article about Bruce Wayne and family in years after that, and ever once thinking to himself that Dick looks JUST like his old friend Freddy...and once you have that thought as a starting point, it SHOULD definitely be possible to dig a little deeper and find out stuff that confirms it, like the timelines of Dick coming to live with Bruce versus being mysteriously unavailable or out of sight anywhere, until just after the fall of Vengeance Academy, etc. But yeah. My point is, I maintain that Boone absolutely knows that Nightwing is Freddy is Dick and that particular plot point is dumb.)

Anyway, my point with that tangent is like....imagine Boone and Dick tangling at various points over the years, both equally determined and invested in coming out on top....with many of these encounters happening at times Dick is away from his family, like when he was living in Bludhaven....

But inevitably, they’re bound to clash in full view of the Batfamily, who bear witness for the first time to this unleashed side of Dick NONE of them have ever seen, never even imagined him acting like this, holding this....grudge against someone with a seemingly equivalent grudge and none of them can really account for why. Imagine their reactions to hearing Boone casually call Dick “Freddy” and like...this means something to Dick, he’s not surprised by it, but he’s not treating it like its some alias from a random undercover op, like, its like he IS Freddy, like its his own name, but at the same time...who the fuck is Freddy? They all want to know. Even Bruce might have trouble placing Boone or his connection to Dick at first, because there’s no reason he would have ever found out the alias Dick went by at the time, if Dick never felt a reason to tell him.

Imagine the truth of where and when and how Boone and Dick are connected slowly unfolding (to my recollection, in the comics I don’t think he ever even told Babs the full story, even after she and Dinah saved him from Boone....just a few terse references, from what I remember, and again....according to the same writer to write all of these various connected stories....Boone actually knew Dick BEFORE Babs even met him for the first time as either Dick Grayson OR Robin).

Its entirely possible the rest of the family doesn’t even know any of R:Y1 happened. Sure, I think they all know the basics of Two-Face beating Dick almost to death when he’d only been Robin a short time, but do they know that Bruce fired him then? That Dick ran away to live on the streets and then ended up being trained as an assassin for months by a League-affiliated supervillain? I’d doubt it, because who would tell them? I can’t imagine its a time or a part of his life Dick wants to volunteer to anyone, and Bruce probably still feels guilty so I doubt he’d ever volunteer that information. And Alfred I imagine would feel its not his place to be the one to drop that info on any of the others without Bruce or Dick’s say-so.

Like sure, Bruce has files on all of that time, probably, but even with their hacking prowess, would even Babs or Tim have had time to hunt down and go through every single file Bruce has ever created....especially ones he might have tucked away for being particularly sensitive or private, and how do even the best hackers guarantee hunting down files they don’t even know they’re looking for? For that matter, it strikes me that as much as we tend to make a fanon trope out of Babs or Tim knowing everything about everyone because they can access any file, even hidden or locked ones...that IS intrusive and there’s plenty of old files about Bruce or Dick they probably never looked at because there’s a point where that’s none of their business, like if its not an official case they need info for, they should be asking directly, not snooping behind closed doors.

So....its entirely likely, the more I think about it, that all of this would be a family secret that would be an utter revelation to most of them in its entirety.

And you think there’s potential for resentment between Dick and Boone.....imagine throwing the family into it, and how Dick’s brothers and sister feel about this mercenary and assassin who claims to know more about their brother than they do, know him better than any of them ever have....and think, from a certain angle....oh fuck, he’s actually not entirely wrong?

Just.

More Boone. More Shrike. More Vengeance Academy.

THERE IS SO MUCH UNTAPPED POTENTIAL THERE, UGGGGGGGH.

Also also also: I present to you - in context of all of the above - the possibility of magical body or life swapping stories a la Freaky Friday??? Like....UMMM COULD YOU IMAGINE??!!!

#boone aka shrike

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ocsandallthatjazz · 4 years

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Hii, I have three things to ask - 1. You have One Piece ocs? Please, tell me about them! 2. Crossover, maybe?👀👀 3. Add me to the tag list? Okay I lead four things -for what other fandoms do you have ocs?

Oh my gosh, hello! The emotional high I got getting this ask - out of this world - I will take any and every excuse to go crazy over these guys. Allow me to unpack! (this might get a little long lol)

I have 5 official one piece ocs and they are all part of a greater universe shared with @oc-daydreams (she got me into the show and her ocs were definitely part of that process). I’ll try to reel in my tangents, so for any old posts about them, here’s the link to my tag for all of my op ocs, ok let’s go:

Jasper Kodiak - I. Love him. Jasper grew up on the Sabaody Archipelago, where he meets and then joins the Heart Pirates. He ate a devil fruit as a kid that I call the truth-truth fruit, a paramecia that basically makes him a human lie detector. Makes him real handy on gauging new people, he knows when people are hiding something. A huge backbone to his story is his big annoying crush on Law and his complicated friendship with saraid’s oc Ophelia. Jasper also has a pet puffin he, just, picked up on an island and his name is Mango akljfda

Dani LaVerre - We have entered the zone for my Revolutionary Army obsession. Dani was my first one piece oc! She comes from a royal family in the West Blue, but inevitably leaves to join the rebels, where she ends up learning to be a sniper and work with the group’s weapons. Dani is rather quiet, and very polite, and has a bit of a mediator, peacemaker personality, so maintaining those values while finding her own freedom and her own will to fight is important to her. (omg i had to scroll back up to mention she’s a sabo oc lol how did i not say his name alkfdj)

Pedrina Salvatora - ...I once decided that if I’m gonna wait forever for Oda to give me the luffy mom backstory, I would make up one for fun, but like, she was supposed to stay a backstory. I have no control over this woman. Anyway, this is one of the founding members of the RA, she married the big boss himself, she has a very powerful guilt complex that’s like 19 years old now. The universe threw Sabo at her and she just had to accept that. She’s out here and ready to throw down at a moment’s notice. Also, I love her tattoos lol.

Carmen Aguilar - We’ve left the RA zone. Carmen is a marine with a penchant for nice rapiers. She trained under Vice Admiral Tsuru and now she’s usually out and about on her own missions. (Does she “coincidentally” run into Mihawk on the job quite a bit? Yes, but you didn’t here it from me). Also, her hometown is Dressrosa, which I just think is neat!

Wendy - I created her just about one year ago! From road trip boredom and my love for Water 7, my favorite island in one piece. She grew up there and therefore has close ties with the rest of the city’s cast. She owns one of those yagara bull rental stalls and any time Wendy needs a new boat for the canals, she calls on her buddies at Galley-la for a favor. What’s plot? She barely knows it, she’s trying to live her life lajfkdljfad

And that’s the gang! As for your other questions - I’d be happy to add you to the tag list! So far I’ve only had one for Everything, but if you’d like to be specifically one piece lmk! I’d be down for some crossovers, I’m still very new to that so I don’t have a list of ocs exempt from it or anything yet (some of them are stubborn yknow how it gets aljfdlkjdf) but i’d love to talk about those kind of hypothetical! Finally, here’s a link to my oc list, I’d definitely give that a scroll for all the fandoms, there’s 20 right now! Basically my brand is ocs for animated things (one piece, avatar, haikyuu, ouran, fairy tail, etc just to name a few) the only live action shows I have ocs for so far are game of thrones and glee lol.

Thank you so much for the ask, it made my day! It was actually really fun to try to summarize everything like this kljaldakf and if you have other questions please shoot me an ask or message!

#asks #bravelittleflower #fandom: one piece #oc: jasper kodiak #oc: carmen aguilar #oc: dani laverre #oc: pedrina salvatora #oc: wendy

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bear-hugs-and-kisses · 4 years

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Fic recs:

Ok so during these past few years I’ve read sooooo many good fics, and I’m going to recommend my favorites !! Most of these are Member/Reader but there are some exceptions!!

Keys:

❦-Fluffyyyyy like marshmellows

☽-Angst, you WILL cry

☠-Smut, for when you’re alone at night

BTS

Jin

Folia by httpjeon ❦ ☠

Synopsis: stressed from work, you’re sent on vacation to the beautiful, tropical planet of Liana where you meet a beautiful Folian man named Seokjin, who makes your vacation 10x better.

This is probably the wridest fic on this list, but I’m not complaining. If you like this one then I also recommend the rest of the made of stardust series.

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Yoongi

5:40 PM by minnpd: ☠

one of my favorite smut pieces.

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Hoseok

Gyve by jiminwereckedme: ☽ ☠

Synopsis: On the occasion of your best friends wedding and high school reunion, you happened to meet once again, one of the richest heirs of the country, famous fuckboy Jung Hoseok. While the world saw him as a cocky arrogant person and you, as a confident, strong woman, only the two of you knew the scars that were hidden, and things you both were unable to fix. Only the two of you could see right through each others facade. But could you and Hoseok finally break the gyves holding you back? Or were you the ones who shackled each other in the first place?

While the world saw him as a cocky arrogant person and you, as a confident, strong woman, only the two of you knew the scars that were hidden, and things you both were unable to fix. Only the two of you could see right through each others facade. But could you and Hoseok finally break the gyves holding you back? Or were you the ones who shackled each other in the first place?

I have never wanted to be rich as much as when I read this fic, it also brought me into a “wedding planning period” lol, if you’re up for that then I recommend this a loooooot.

Tip 143 by minflix ❦ ☠

Synopsis: Even though he is everything you find attractive in a man, your friend and co-worker Jung Hoseok is just exactly that - a friend and co-worker. For some reason, you have never found yourself attracted to him even though all the girls and guys around you go absolutely crazy for him.But that all changes for you one night while scrolling through Heart2Heart, a sex live cam website…

Honestly all of minflix’s fanfictions deserve to be on this list, bu out of them Tip 143 is my personal favorite. I love the portrail of Hoseok (he’s such a cutieeeee). Totally recommend it !

Transference by dark-muse-iris: ☽ ☠

Synopsis: Prolonged periods of work-related stress brings you to a cross-road in life that leaves you prone to make impulsive decisions. During a routine visit to your local bakery, you stumble upon an intriguing business card belonging to a “tantric therapist” and take a risk. When you discover your therapist is an attractive young man with penchant for shibari, you throw a caution to the wind as he helps guide you self-recovery.

Wowowowowowowwwww, this fic is so addicting and the sexual tension has never been higher and I literally can’t recommend this enough.

Starfire by readyplayerhobi ❦ ☽

Synopsis: The schism that broke the galaxy began, as it usually does, over a disagreement. The resultant civil war has raged for hundreds of years. When a ragtag group of travellers discovers something that could turn the tide of war, for good or for worse, the bonds of friendship and love will be tested.

Okay so hear me out; even though this fiction isn’t even near complete the setup is done amazingly and I just KNOW that this series is going to turn out fantastic.

War lords by avveh (Namjoon/reader/Hoseok): ☠

Synopsis: Sometimes, we all need to let a little loose on the control we have in our lives. This fic actually reminds me a little of house of cards. It’s another mafia au with loads of dark smut, just not quite as gross as house of cards. Either way it’s really good and the portrails of Namjoon & Hoseok makes my knees weak.

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Namjoon

Phototbooth by seraphjoon: ☠

Synopsis: You never knew fucking in a photobooth, while all your friends are on the other side, could be this sweet.

Just a lil something for your late night rendevouz

War lords by avveh (Namjoon/reader/Hoseok): ☠

Synopsis: Sometimes, we all need to let a little loose on the control we have in our lives.

This fic actually reminds me a little of house of cards. It’s another mafia au with loads of dark smut, just not quite as gross as house of cards. Either way it’s really good and the portrails of Namjoon & Hoseok makes my knees weak.

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Jimin

The secrets triology by avveh: ☠

Synopsis: Park Jimin is the office’s oddball. Meek and quiet as a mouse, you never assume to omuch of him. Your mistake.

I present to you all; Park Jimin’s duology. This fiction really really really describes what it´s like when he goes from the worlds sweetest mochi to a sex icon in mere seconds. BOOM, is all I want to say.

Slight changes by chiminiemoans: ☽ ☠

THIS FIC WRECKED ME, from the day I read it and onwards I’ve only been a shell. No but seriously though, this fic is a masterpiece, probably one of my all time favorite fictions. It’s so well written and it just gives me all the feels, even thinking about it makes me want to cry. Also, I’ve never wanted to just scream FUCK YOU TAEHYUNG as much as when reading this.

I’ll never be her by anon-luv: ☽

Synopsis: You loved him with all your heart, but he could only give you half of his. Jimin was the love of your life, your night in shining armor when she wasn’t around. She was his ex girlfriend, his first love, actually she was his many firsts and she kept coming back. He had warned you she was his weakness, but you didn’t listen, because to you having him even if it was only partially was better than not having him at all. At least for now.

If you haven’t noticed it already, I’m currently in a love hate relationship with angst. Speaking of love hate relationships, this fic. It’s sooo sad, yet I can’t hate it.

A lack of color by minflix ❦ ☽☠

Synopsos: Slowly but surely, you were starting to warm up to the idea of forever seeing in black and white as long as Jimin was by your side.

This is another minflix fic that I love, can’t recommend it enough if you’re a fan of angst (like me).

Baby, baby by hobiwonder ❦ ☽☠

Synopsis: When you’ve run out of savings to continue on to the last semester of your Bachelors - you take an unorthodox route. Helping a desperate couple have a child and getting paid for it? Heck yeah. But what do you know - it wasn’t as easy as it sounds.

Another hobiwonder fic, but is anybody even slightly surprised. This one is my personal favorite of hers/his though, the writing style is 10/10 and the plot is AMAZING. Also, the sexual tension, I’VE NEVER FELT ANYTHING QUITE LIKE IT

Covet by bang-tan-bitches: ☠

Synopsis: Agreeing to meet Lee Ji-Hye’s boyfriend Park Jimin was your first mistake

This is INTENSE

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Taehyung

You were happy by evangelene: ☽

Synopsis: You were in love with your best friend, and he only cared about his girlfriend. On the upside, you have two boys willing to do anything for you–including searching to the end of the earth when you go missing.

If there’s one author out there that never fails to make me cry it’s evangelene. This fiction is a whole rollercoaster ride, and I honestly doubt I’ve ever cried as much as when reading this. THIS WILL MAKE YOU CRY

Hush by sugakookiemonster (Taehyung/Reader/Jungkook): ☠

Synopsis: Four seats, five bodies. “Careful, sweetheart,” he breathed into the shell of your ear, hand tightening over your waist in warning. You lick your lips, pausing just long enough to ponder; what if you don’t want to be careful?

This duo, this duo was made to kill us all I promise. And in this fic, woahhhh like I’ve never been this attracted to book characters before.

D!ck on the go by jeonggukingdom: ☠

Synopsis: It was all shits and giggles when you and Taehyung were desperate seniors in High School, having no idea what to do with your lives, wondering if you’d ever find a decent job or even graduate in the first place. It is not so funny anymore when you come home from the big city to enjoy your vacation time and you find his sex-shop right in front of the house you grew up in when you were a kid. “If nothing works out I’m just gonna open a sex shop and call it something obnoxious like ‘Dick on the Go’ or something with a stupid zucchini logo flashing on top of the building.” He had said one time. Shit, you had no idea he actually meant it.

This is plain crack, like I have NO clue what’s happening, but I can’t deny enjoying it...A lot...

Slight changes by chiminiemoans: ☽ ☠

Insomnia by hobiwonder ❦ ☠

Synopsis: You can’t sleep.

I seriously love all of hobiwonder’s fictions, and this one is no exception.

Baby, baby by hobiwonder ❦ ☽ ☠

Masque by minstrophywife: ☠

Synopsis: World infamous thief Vante only steals the most valuable and exquisite of art.

I love everything with this fic; the writing style, the plot and Taehyung, especially Taehyung though. He’s so mysterious !!

Covet by bang-tan-bitches: ☠

Synopsis: Agreeing to meet Lee Ji-Hye’s boyfriend Park Jimin was your first mistake

This is INTENSE

More than us by jeongi ❦ ☽ ☠

Synopsis: Taehyung had always been the common thread in the capsule of your memories, your best friend until the very end. But the thoughts had always lingered; could the two of you ever be more than this?

CUUUUUTEEEEE

The doms next door by tatertotthethot (Junkook/Reader/Taehyung): ☠

Synopsis: In which you unknowingly accept the offer to become a tattoo model for the two, sexually-crazed men next door.

This. Fic. Is. So. Good. I. Can’t. Even. Explain. Just. Do. Yourself. A. Favor. And. Read. It.

Devotion by kookswife (Jungkook/Reader, ft Taehyung): ☠

Synopsis: you drunkenly touch yourself in front of your neighbour, hoping he’ll take notice. you can’t help but do a double take when he actually does.

Lol, are you starting to see the pattern? Honestly though, if there’s one duo that could kill me by just breathing it would be Junkook and Taehyung. (Which is what they do in this fiction)

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Jungkook

The house of what’s left by evangelene: ☽

Synopsis: You had always loved Jungkook, but he never knew what he had until it was far too late.

I hate this, I hate how much it makes me cry I hate, hate hate this. But seriosuly though, if you love angst as much as I do this is a must read.

Hush by sugakookiemonster (Taehyung/Reader/Jungkook): ☠

This duo, this duo was made to kill us all I promise. And in this fic, woahhh like I’ve never been this attracted to book characters before.

Saying goodbye by stanrandomthings: ☽

Synopsis: You never expected that no texts from your boyfriend could lead to disastrous events.

Time for some more angst. It’s very short and delicate yet oh so sad.

Blue orchids by inktae: ❦ ☽

This is a hanahaki fic, and it’s really good. There’s something about hanahaki diseases that is so beautifully sad, idk why but I love this concept.

Tease by Junkooksloststar: ❦ ☽☠

Synopsis: You came with the intentions of your best friend landing a job as a stripper. You never meant to catch the eyes of the king stripper of the establishment- Jeon Jungkook, yourself. With what was supposed to be a harmless way of paying off college debt faster you find yourself falling into a very odd and passionate relationship with your new mentor. Between infidelity, passion and jealousy there’s never a dull moment at Cherry Bomb.

I love this fic with my whole heart, it’s so addicting and amazing and fabulous and everything I ever could have wished for. And can we please talk about Jungkook in this; a literal god.

One thing right by hobios: ❦ ☽☠

Synopsis: “i’ve been wrong about a million times, but i’ve got one thing right.” Or, desperate to get your ailing mother into the best care possible, you ask your childhood friend turned enemy to marry you for his health insurance benefits. the only problem is it’s illegal. and he’s the sheriff. and you swore to hate him since the day he broke your best friend’s heart.

The plot in this story is arguably quite basic and cliché, BUT don’t let that stop you from reading it. Because the writing is so so so beautiful.

Arachne boy by kinktae: ❦☠

Synopsis: How do you tell your best friend that the reason you can’t hang out with her is because you’re too busy trying to save New York? Or, “Are you asking me if I piss out webs?”

Don’t we all love a good spiderman au? It’s light hearted, cute and everything I could possibly have asked for.

Bitchin’ by kinktae: ❦☠

Synopsis: The 80s were a time of choices. Which perm was right for you? What color neon would you wear next? None of these choices, however, were more questionable than a certain deal you made with Jeon Jungkook.

I love love love love love love this fic, and its portrail of Jungkook. It’s so so so so so so so so good.

The doms next door by tatertotthethot (Junkook/Reader/Taehyung): ☠

Synopsis: In which you unknowingly accept the offer to become a tattoo model for the two, sexually-crazed men next door.

This. Fic. Is. So. Good. I. Can’t. Even. Explain. Just. Do. Yourself. A. Favor. And. Read. It.

Comfort inn ending by joonbird: ☽☠

Synopsis: It was you who Jungkook gave his heart to- that is, until the day you broke it. And it is you now, hoping that some fault lines can be repaired, and that some broken hearts can be put back together again.

The only thing I remember is crying a whole river. Like this fic broke my heart into millions of tiny pieces, put it back together and stepped on it. Its portrail of cheating and its consequences are very real, almost too real.

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OT7 or Poly

Accidentally tamed by justanotherbtsbitch(OT7/reader): ❦ ☽☠

Synopsis: The worlds biggest boy band, and probably the most famous group of hybrids to ever exist. Somehow they found you, just a normal human, despite all odds. Now they just need to convince you to stay

This is actually a second updated version of this series, and the author really succeeded with the update, the writing style is very good and the fic as a whole a lot less cliché.

Bad guy by sweetbunnykookie (Jin/reader, Hoseok/Reader/Suga): ☽☠

Synopsis: After a brutal attack in Hong Kong, your marriage with Kim Seokjin cracks as secrets begin to surface and a series of betrayals find their way into the veins of the Hidden Tigers. Although Jin’s devotion endures, in his own definition, the reality of being a mob wife may be too much for you to bear.

This fic is dark, sad and beautiful.

Beautifully misfit by orphicbts (maknae line/reader): ❦ ☽☠

Synopsis: You never really saw yourself as a hybrid person. that is, until your best friend introduces you to his hybrid, and you suddenly find yourself craving the companionship. you only intended to bring home one. somewhere between the lines you ended up with three beautifully misfit hybrids who craved nothing but your love.

Cuuuuteeeeeeeeee

Crazy rich asians by hobiwonder (Jin/reader, Yoongi/reader, Hoseok/reader, Jimin/reader): ☠

Synopsis: You overhear something you shouldn’t. Now some of the country’s most powerful - and rich - men would do anything to keep you quiet.

I can’t waiiiiiiiiiiiiit for the rest of this series, I can already tell that it’s going to be -amAzIng-

Ethereal orbit by loveejoon (OT7/reader): ☠

More alienssss yayyyy !!

Hanahaki by EminEmGurlz (Everyone/everyone? This is a mess): ☽

Synopsis: The Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from one-sided love, where the patient throws up and coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. The infection can be removed through surgery, but the feelings disappear along with the petals.

This fic hurts like hell. Its another hanahaki one, and I don’t think I’ve ever felt my heart break as many times as in this fic. Even though the writing style is as light as a breeze, it doesn’t stop this fic from hurting.

Heartbeat by resugance (OT7/reader): ❦☠

Synopsis: When you put out a roommates ad for your newly purchased house, the only requirement you set out had been cleanliness. The last thing you’d expected was for the 7 most eligible bachelors of your university to come calling.Throw in school, crazy fan girls and the most sought for men suddenly chasing after you with heart eyes, comes a college experience of a lifetime. Would it be so wrong to want them all?

This is another one of the series which has yet to be complete, or even close to it. But either way, once I read the first chapter I was HOOKED. And I cannot wait for the continuation.

House of cards by sugamins (Kim Taehyung/Jeon Jungkook/Park JImin ft. ot7): ☽☠

Synopsis: Jungkook is the heir to a mob empire, the most notorious in the whole of Seoul. Taehyung is a rookie sent in to infiltrate by his select team and bring the empire crumbling down."You knew the game and played it, it kills to know that you have been defeated."

This is arguably THE best BTS fic out there, and that is not because of nothing. It’s so well written and deserves ALL the praise it’s been given. Warning though, it´s a VEEEERY dark fic.

Legacy by fantasybangtan (maknae line/reader): ❦

Synopsis: four children, each comprising one quarter of a sacred prophecy. As royal in a kingdom divided by war, you are expected to fulfil the destiny that has been mapped out for you since birth: find yourself a nobleman, and unify your country’s people through marriage. unfortunately for you, your choices are somewhat limited…

I love love love this fic, it’s such an original and cute idea. And the writer has a really beutiful writing style !! Satisfy by kookiemonster (kim line/reader):

Trivial Pursuits by foreignfingers (OT7/reader): ❦☠

Synopsis: College life is not what you expected and befriending your peers is a challenge, at least until your coworkers invite you to join their weekly trivia night. Sexual tension skyrockets as you befriend this curious group of handsome young men.

WOAHHHHHH, this is such a good fic. AND THE SEXUAL TENSION, I’ve never felt anything like it before.

Tainting Purity by sevenincubisstolemyheart (OT7/reader): ☠

Synopsis: If someone told you that demons would be an everyday part of society a month ago you would have called them crazy. But now that they actually were, you were surprised to find them much more docile than you would’ve initially assumed. In fact, it was the Humans who were hurting them, more often than not. So when you get fed up and stand up for an innocent demon being attacked, you shouldn’t have been so surprised when your own species turned on you, including your own parents, and left you to fend for yourself. Luckily, the newly made treaty calls for a Human to live with demons if there’s 5 or more, and so, you’re now rooming with 7 demons. But not just any kind of demons. Incubi. Your life has suddenly just gotten a whole lot more interesting.

The Choreographer by BTSM (future OT7/reader): ☽☠

Synopsis: You are the assistant choreographer for BTS. You are responsible for teaching Jungkook the choreography for his new solo number. The tension becomes too much

This fic is what got me into OT7, and you need to read it- mark my words !!

Pandemonium by chinkhbihh (OT7/reader): ☠

This fic is so so sooo weird, BUT it works

Void by btssavedmylife (OT7/reader): ☽☠

Synopsis: You are the only female crew member on a 12 year space mission with seven handsome men. The sexual tension is real, y’all.

I cannot stress how good this fic is enough, don’t ask questions just reaaaad itttt !!!

NCT

Timeless by jaeminhours (Renjun/reader): ❦ ☽

Synposis: You know the exact hour, minute, and second every person you meet is going to die, including yourself, and that’s the way it’s always been. In which you meet a boy who changes everything, but your time is running out.

Jaemin hours is a very talented author, and all of her fics deserve to be on this list. However timeless stands out a little, for it’s written oh so beautifully and it completely broke my heart.

There were seven by masterninajacow (OT7 dreamies/reader): ❦

Synopsis: There were seven.

This fic is one of the most beautiful ones I’ve ever read, it’s a too all the boys I’ve loved before au and it’s so so soooooo cute.

Can’t we share by sluttyten (NCT legal line/reader): ☠

Synopsis: a chance encounter leads to you meeting and falling in love with them all, and why bother choosing between them when you can have them all?

This fic is EXTREMELY smutty, like on a whole other level.

Stray Kids

Downpour by honeybammie (Hyunjin/reader): ❦ ☽

I don’t remember much about this fic, but it’s very delicate and sad and made me cry a whole lot.

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crusherthedoctor · 5 years

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Sonic Villains: Sweet or Shite? - Part 11: THE MONSTERS OF THE WEEK

There are some villains I like. And there are some villains I don’t like. But why do I feel about them the way I do? That’s where this comes in.

This is a series of mine in which I go into slightly more detail about my thoughts on the villains in the Sonic the Hedgehog franchise, and why I think they either work well, or fall flat (or somewhere in-between). I’ll be giving my stance on their designs, their personalities, and what they had to show for themselves in the game(s) they featured in. Keep in mind that these are just my own personal thoughts. Whether you agree or disagree, feel free to share your own thoughts and opinions! I don’t bite. :>

Anyhow, for today’s installment, we’ll be cancelling our flight to Tokyo as we look up at the impressive size of a particular recurring brand of foe in Sonic's universe: the Monsters of the Week. (Excluding Chaos, who we've already covered.)

So for reasons that should be obvious, this edition of Sweet or Shite is going to be a little different. Seeing how we’re covering more than one villain - and since you can only say so much about characters who aren’t really characters - this will instead be a series of mini-reviews, one after another, for each monster. I figured this was the best course of action since the alternative would be to go back and forth constantly between the monsters, and that would just be messy.

Also, none of these guys have much in the way of personality aside from “DESTROY FUCKING EVERYTHING GRRRRRRR”, so I’m not even going to bother analysing their “personalities”. Everything else will be the same as usual, of course.

And yes, I’m treating Iblis and Solaris as individual monsters. Because they barely have anything in common despite being the same beast.

Right then, we’ve got a lot of these king-size bastards to cover. Let’s go.

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MONSTER #1: THE BIOLIZARD

The Gist: In the endgame for Sonic Adventure 2, the late Professor Gerald Robotnik was revealed to have programmed his Space Colony A.R.K. to crash down to the planet and destroy it should the Eclipse Cannon be equipped with all seven Chaos Emeralds. The heroes and villains teamed up to combat this threat (thus completely negating the game's Hero VS Dark selling point), and together, they made their way to the cannon's core.

What they didn't expect however was for their target to be guarded. In order to stop the A.R.K. from falling, they were forced to deal with the Biolizard, Gerald's original attempt at creating the Ultimate Lifeform before he decided to take a page from the Sonic OC booklet with his second attempt, Shadow. Thanks to seeing the error of his ways courtesy of one Amy Rose, Shadow himself confronted his older sibling, and Knuckles used the Master Emerald to cancel out the power of the Chaos Emeralds, thus preventing the A.R.K's collision...

Just kidding. As if to laugh at the very idea of Knuckles actually having a useful role in this game beyond treasure hunting fodder, the Biolizard immediately used Chaos Control to assume direct control of the A.R.K. in order to continue its collision course. Sonic and Shadow had no choice but to go Super, and with their powers combined, the Biolizard was beaten for good, the A.R.K. was stopped once and for all, and Shadow died but not really.

Sonic and Shadow were hailed as heroes. Even though everyone else contributed too. But apparently, only the heroes with super forms are allowed to be on the President's desk.

The Design: The Biolizard is a failed prototype, and it shows.

He's gonna sweep them bitches off their feet with a face like that.

Surprisingly, I actually dig his design. It's a bit messy, sure, but that works to his benefit in this case, since as a failed creation who demands a life support system just to function, it's justified within the context. It's a cool mesh of organic and technology, and it perfectly demonstrates the horrors that can come with trying to play God and creating life.

Unfortunately, his final form is underwhelming. He "fuses" with the A.R.K, but don't get your hopes up. It's the same design as before, only... well...

Yeah. It's just... right up there. All the way through.

The Execution: The Biolizard technically doesn't come out of nowhere, since there's a Dark Story cutscene that foreshadows his existence. But he still feels very WTF in spite of that. This adventure involving G.U.N, Dr. Eggman, and a feud between two hedgehogs, and this thing is the final challenge? It doesn't help that despite the relation, he feels very disconnected to Shadow's story when compared to Gerald, Maria, etc. (And yet ironically, he's the most interesting part IMO.)

So in regards to proper build up for a final boss, he's a bit shit. But since I like his design, and since his theme music is kickass, I'll give him a little step up. Just a little one.

Crusher Gives the Biolizard a: Thumbs Sideways!

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MONSTER #2: IBLIS

The Gist: In the future, everything was a shitehole. This was due to a terrible beast known as Fire Chaos Iblis, who spread his penchant for destruction everywhere he went, leaving behind nothing but ruins in the process. A young hedgehog named Silver, and his friend named Blaze, have fought him for a very long time at the expense of Blaze's actual backstory, but nothing they could do kept Iblis down for long. Desperate to save their world, they followed the advice of comic relief character Mephiles the Dark, which was to find the so-called Iblis Trigger of the past via time travel, and destroy him. That Iblis Trigger was none other than Sonic the Hedgehog himself.

Except not. Turns out the guy with no mouth and snake eyes named after Mephistopheles wasn't all that trustworthy, and was using Silver for his own purposes. Undaunted, Silver continued to do a bunch of things that meant little-to-nothing, before finally defeating Iblis for definite because... he was stronger this time, I guess?

But Zoinks, Scoob! He couldn't seal Iblis away! Luckily and unluckily for him, Blaze was able to do so, and with a few emotional parting words, she vanished from Silver's time to get ready for a better game stop the threat of Iblis. That's not the end of Iblis' story however, because as it turns out, he's only part of something even more destructive... Also, Silver and Blaze didn't achieve anything anyway since Mephiles unleashed Iblis in the present time after killing Sonic.

Lol.

The Design: Get ready for a trilogy of fatigue.

You have Phase 1, which is just a clump of lava with some arms:

Good at mix tapes though.

Phase 2 is a replica of his Iblis Worm minions, but bigger. That's it.

Even he looks tired.

And for Phase 3, he finally realises he should probably try to look more worthy of a main baddie, but it still falls flat due to his ridiculous anchor feet:

"~Lava bone's connected to the fire bone~"

On the whole? Wank.

The Execution: He's from Sonic '06. What do you think?

Outside of being a lame version of Chaos, what else is there to say?

Crusher Gives Iblis a: Thumbs Down!

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MONSTER #3: SOLARIS

The Gist: Remember Iblis? The guy I just talked about? Well he wasn't brought into existence as Iblis, but rather Solaris, the flame of hope. A time-dwelling entity of sorts, the kingdom of Soleanna had worshipped him for as long as they've lived, for reasons that can best be described as "fuck knows". In particular, Soleanna's ruler, the Duke, was devoted to harnessing the power of Solaris for the sake of being able to control time itself, and thus bring his wife back from the dead.

Sure enough, he joined her once more... by ironically getting himself killed in an accident during one of his experiments on Solaris, which also happened to split the entity into two different beings: the raw power named Iblis, and the subconscious named Mephiles the Dark. Before he died however, the Duke made the brave and heroic sacrifice of sealing Iblis - the fiery demon of death - within his own daughter, with the added deal of her never being able to cry unless that demon gets free, because who cares, she was adopted anyway.

She's guaranteed to be a strong queen if she can withstand a lifetime's worth of severe heartburn.

Anyway, the Duke got a Game Over, Silver the Hedgehog left a Chaos Emerald in his daughter's presence at the expense of the overall Sonic the Hedgehog continuity, and that was that. Ten years later, Sonic and Eggman had a tussle in Soleanna that I'm not even going to bother talking about because it's that unimportant, and eventually the aforementioned Mephiles gives Sonic a Game Over, causing Princess Elise to cry and thus release Iblis. Mephiles, the shadowy hedgehog, then uses the Chaos Emeralds to rejoin with Iblis, the fire lizard, to become Solaris, the bird made of light... Okay then.

Solaris threatens to consume all of time and space, but before he can do that, his decision to throw the Chaos Emeralds away like disused wrappers comes back to bite him in the ass, because through his friends' wise decision to collect them all, Sonic is brought back to life, and in his super form at that. Together, with Super Shadow and Super Silver, they kick Solaris' shit in, until it reverts to its original form of a tiny flame, and after some hesitance born from the sorrow of losing her biggest friendship, Elise ultimately makes the right decision and blows out the flame, thus creating a new future where Solaris - and the events of Sonic the Hedgehog 2006 in general - never happened.

Does that mean the Duke is alive? What does Soleanna worship now that Solaris never existed? Who knows, who cares, I'm already getting bored talking about these guys.

The Design: Unlike with Iblis, I actually like Solaris' forms, since there's an attempt to give them some elegance rather than just making them generically ugly. Even if Phase 1 looks as though he's got a steering wheel on his back...

Literally at the helm.

And Phase 2 looks like it could be desecrated by the Dark Lord Ganondorf at any moment...

"Who wants a hug?"

But overall? I like them.

The Execution: It's still '06, so his chances aren't looking good. I WOULD give Solaris some leeway since like with the Biolizard, I like his designs and his music (though I'm that weird guy who prefers Phase 1's music)...

Buuuuuut he's still the endgame of an absolutely shitty and plothole-infested narrative. And he's technically Mephiles, so...

Crusher Gives Solaris a: Thumbs Down!

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MONSTER #4: IFRIT

The Gist: Iblis got its own ripoff.

That ripoff's name was Ifrit.

It was in Sonic Rivals 2.

Eggman Nega sought to unleash it.

And it liked to feed on Chao, allegedly.

......

So anyway, how's your sex life?

The Design: Despite being the younger sibling, it's design is arguably better than that of Iblis. It's still nothing amazing mind you, but it's got a Firebird thing going on, so that alone makes it more pleasing to look at than any of Iblis' forms. And if it were in a fully 3D game rather than on the PSP, it would probably look a lot better with its visuals too.

Ifrit wants a belly rub!

The Execution: He shows up at the end to get killed.

Next.

Crusher Gives Ifrit a: Thumbs Down!

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MONSTER #5: DARK GAIA

The Gist: One day, Dr. Eggman decided to have yet another go at controlling a giant monster. This resulted in the events of Sonic Unleashed, which started off with a bang when after a spectacle of action and destruction in the far reaches of space, Sonic was lured into a devilish trap by the wicked scientist. Using the negative energies of the Chaos Emeralds, Eggman fired a laser that literally broke the planet apart, in an attempt to unleash (HA!) the being sleeping within the planet's core: Dark Gaia.

Those negative energies also turned Sonic into a bizarre werewolf-hedgehog hybrid, which wasn't intentional on Eggman's part, but he dealt with him easily by letting him fall all the way down to the planet... along with the sapped Chaos Emeralds. Oops.

With the help of a strange little guy with amnesia named Chip, Sonic and his new alter-ego - the Werehog - went on a grand day out to find the Gaia Temples around the world, with the idea being to restore the Emeralds' energy one by one. All the while, Dark Gaia kept... existing, and Eggman tried to stop them. Eventually, it's revealed that Chip, bog standard comic relief that he is, was in fact Light Gaia all along, the fated nemesis of Dark Gaia. After all, you can't have dark without light, just as you can't have light without dark.

"I wish I knew how to quit you... and this boss fight."

Same song and dance from then on. Dark Gaia pops up, Sonic and Chip beat it, Gaia gets angry and transforms, then they beat it again with Super Sonic. Chip says goodbye as he prepares to sleep for nearly an eternity to keep Dark Gaia at bay, which could be seen as a metaphor for how I'm close to falling asleep for eternity due to how genuinely exhausting it is to talk about these non-characters.

The Design: I really do not like Dark Gaia's design. Outside of the purple tentacles, which are admittedly pretty cool, he's just a stick with eyes and teeth. That's all he is.

Nice nail polish, prick.

And when he becomes Perfect Ultra Mega Dark Gaia 2: The Return of Jafar, what does he transform into? ...A stick with MORE eyes and teeth.

"I'm never drinking Chaos Cola again, Chip."

So yeah. His design is boring. And he could do with eating more.

The Execution: Dark Gaia is at least set up from the beginning rather than showing up haphazardly towards the end, but that's about all the praise I can give it. Despite everything to do with Chip, the Gaia Temples, and the Gaia Manuscripts, there's still not nearly enough to make Dark Gaia truly stand out. It's the personification of the world's darkness, and it's involved in a cycle with Light Gaia... what else? What else is there for me to care about?

Also, its boss fight was the worst, and coming after the Egg Dragoon, it was like a slap in the face. Say what you will about the guy below, at least you can deal with him quickly.

Crusher Gives Dark Gaia a: Thumbs Down!

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MONSTER #6: TIME EATER

The Gist: Young Sonic was on his merry way, then a time monster showed up to cause trouble... in time. Young Sonic was thus forced to team up with Older Sonic to combat this threat.

So they did.

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At least Eggman was in control this time. Or Eggmen, rather.

"Did I ever tell you the time I wrote about how Sonic the Hedgehog had it pretty rough lately...?"

The Design: Not too bad, actually. Sure, it looks like a stereotypical ghost at first...

"WHAZAAAAAAAAPPPP"

...But once it's revealed to be mechanized by the Eggmen, we see its true, clockwork-esque form:

Might want to get those boils checked, buddy.

As a robotic Frankenstein abomination, I really like its time aesthetic, and its twitching and whirring, as if it's trying in vain to fight back against the Eggmen's control. Like the Biolizard, the context allows it to be a bit hideous, and it still looks cool despite that.

The Execution: Am I going to give the Time Eater a complete free pass just because it's the one that Eggman successfully controlled? No. I will freely admit that there was not enough to establish it in a way that felt satisfying, and some would say to a worse extent than Solaris or Dark Gaia.

But here's the thing: I'm more willing to let these things slide if the game isn't forcing me to try and care about it. Or to put it in another way, the plot of Sonic Generations may very much be an excuse plot in its purest form, and that will always be a shame, but that's actually why I don't mind this as much. Generations isn't pretending that the Time Eater is anything more than what it is. It's not hyping it up without being able to back its "lore" up. It's nothing more than the justification for why we're having this adventure. And since Eggman is the real baddie pulling the strings anyway, I look at Time Eater as a plot device used by Eggman, than as an actual entity of its own.

Note that I'm not saying this is ideal. I'd have loved it if Generations had more of a story, and I'd have loved it if Time Eater had more lore behind it to back it up. But I'm explaining why I'm not so harsh on it as I am with Dark Gaia or Iblis, who their respective plots tried so hard to make me care about as big bad threats, only for it to fail miserably due to how mind-numbingly boring they are. It's a lesser of two evils situation, and I'm just giving my stance on it.

Plus, again, I actually like Time Eater's design. And Eggman did succeed with it...

Crusher Gives Time Eater a: Thumbs Sideways!

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So that’s it then. That’s your lot for today. Some of them are okay, most of them are crap, none of them are as good as Chaos. I apologise if this edition of Sweet or Shite felt a bit rushed or shoddy, but in my defense, it's hard to say much for these guys, and I try not to be too repetitive.

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Here’s a Shadow for you.

#Sonic Villains: Sweet or Shite?#Opinion #Sonic the Hedgehog #The Biolizard #Iblis #Solaris #Ifrit #Dark Gaia #Time Eater

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amosbrittany · 5 years

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Shattered chapter 2

Disclaimer : I don’t own Transformers Animated or any characters for that matter.

Notes : I haven’t done fanfiction, let alone TF based, in ages. And never for TFA, So I don’t really know what the hell I’m doing but what the hell, I’m going for it. lol I took quite a few liberties, pulling bits from various continuities to build this sucker.

Warnings : I have a tendency to put characters through hell. A bit of Bumblebee/Blitzwing this chapter. Eventual Optimus/Sentinel, Megatron/Ultra Magnus, Jazz/Prowl and Ratchet/Pharma.

Summary : The road to hell is paved with good intentions, but Sentinel’s latest stunt might just kill them all…or worse.

Getting Decepticons to divulge anything of worth was a chore in of itself, but trying to get them to talk after a solar cycle's toil in the Nucleon Mines was downright impossible.

After what happened at the outpost on the Fringes, the team stationed there had been recovered and samples of the mystery substance had made its way to the Ministry of Science for study. Landfill and Broadside had also been full of the malevolent purple stuff and just as insane and violent. It had taken some work, but they had taken them down and their bodies too were taken to the Ministry. It was unclear what they were dealing with. Leftover notes from past teams left them little to go by. However, Optimus felt there was some merit in Pharma's observation concerning the Decepticons and their aversion to the asteroid. They knew something and he needed to find out what before he sent anyone else back out there.

The team had tried the upper crust of Megatron's troops, expecting them to have valuable information. He was certain they did, yet they refused cooperation. The only one who didn't wax on about their leader's glory or Autobot scum this, we will tell you nothing that was Blitzwing, who seemed somewhat interested in talking. It was uncertain if he could meet the triple-changer's demands though. He wanted a pardon in some form, anything to get out of the mines really. The labor aside, he didn't seem to care much for the attention he was garnering from some of the guards. He also mentioned their penchant for making prisoners fight with one another with their rations on the line. They were all details Optimus found quite unsettling. Even if he couldn't have the triple-changer relocated, he made a vow to look further into the allegations. Cyclonus had quite a bit to say himself, but a great deal of it was cryptic and eerie sounding nonsense with death being a very prominent part of it all.

He had considered speaking with Megatron himself, but the Prime decided against it. It was better to let the tyrant languish in solitary where he was, rather than him anything to work against them somehow. It wouldn't be surprising given his wicked intelligence and manipulative nature.

Awaiting word from Alpha Trion on whether Blitzwing's request would be acceptable in any way, they moved on to question the grunts. For the most part, all they had to offer was that there were orders to avoid many of the asteroids that littered the ring of the Fringes, suggesting the one they had set the base on was one of many. Yet the why, that was still a mystery. Their superiors hadn't felt it necessary to tell them more than what was needed : if you value your spark, you won’t touch down on one.

"Well, that was a waste of time, bossbot." Bumblebee huffed as they waited at the entrance to the mines for word from the current Magnus. "And the only ones we can get anything out of are the screwiest ones of the lot."

"Blitzwing can be coherent." Optimus paused, a moment of uncertainty flickering on his faceplate. "When he wants to be."

"Kinda funny he thinks the guards are out for his aft." Bulkhead snorted.

The Prime didn't quite agree. Decepticons like Blitzwing and the Seekers weren't unappealing even by their standards as Autobots. They were just significantly larger. The only thing that made the triple-changer unattractive was that borderline demonic face he showed from time to time. Otherwise, his dominant personality had a comely face, his voice silvery which turned raucous when his fiery side flared up and his frame shapely for a large war-mech. It wasn't a surprise he had some unwanted attention, he was sure the Seekers had their fair share as well. "Whether they are or not, no one deserves that. He's a prisoner, entirely at their mercy and he has rights. Even if we can't get him relocated, I'm going to be looking into the matter."

<Optimus Prime.> The sagely voice of Alpha Trion sounded over the comm-link.

<Yes, sir?>

The elder was brief and his tone clipped as he gave his answer, disconnecting soon after leaving Optimus no room to question or argue. He supposed it was better than what he actually expected, although he had a feeling Blitzwing would not be fond of the idea of defecting. It was hard to blame him. All those who defected from the Decepticon ranks were placed on the list of the Decepticon Justice Division and eventually hunted down for their treasonous turn. With Megatron locked up, he had no idea if that would be the case, but no Con would take the chance. If for whatever reason he wound up under Sentinel's command, that was hardly much better than throwing him into the slag pits. They might as well ship him off and drop him right at Tarn's doorstep for all the good it would do the triple-changer. 'Maybe I can determine who he gets assigned to at the very least...I was planning on getting Bee his own team for the Earth assignment...'

The mid-solar shift was at its end and the graveyard shift were filing their way into the mines as the others filed out. Normally the Cons looked somewhat dejected on their way back to Trypticon, but it seemed their questionings had riled the group up. Lugnut was bellowing accolades for his master as they marched and Strika carried herself proudly. Bringing up the rear was the triple-changer they had their sights set on and his dark visage looked back at them excitedly, as if hoping for some promising news. "We'll take Blitzwing from here for some final questions." Optimus stepped up, stopping him and the guard herding him and the Cons along at the rear. Strika and Lugnut turned.

"Do not tell zhem anyzhing, Blitzwing. Zhat is an order!" Strika snarled menacingly.

Lugnut howled at him as well. "DO NOT TURN ON THE MASTER! HE WILL RISE FROM THE ASHES AND LEAD US TO VICTORY! DEATH TO THE AUTOBOTS! ALL HAIL LORD MEGATON!!"

Blitzwing's visage reddened as he let out an annoyed growl. "Jou shut jour intake for five fragging cycles OR I VILL SMASH JOUR SKID PLATES IN, JOU-!" A fierce giggle split the air. "-One eyed, one track, flying purple proton eater! EHEEHEEHEE!"

Much to the Prime's shock, the three attempted to lunge at each other, the two juggernauts against the berserker. Clearly tensions had escalated within the faction since their incarceration, seemingly to the point even the higher ranks were brimming with dissent. That was somewhat promising. While Optimus and Bulkhead took the Con's arms and Bumblebee pushed on his abdomen as guards wrestled the other two down, they kept the three apart as they directed him to the interrogation cells. Once out of sight of the others and the guards, Blitzwing settled down, grudgingly walking with them in silence. They stepped into the room, the SIC across the metal table from him while Bulkhead and Bumblebee flanked the Decepticon in case he attempted something. Blitzwing folded his hands together, wrists bound in stasis cuffs for added measure, regarding Optimus calmly. "Vell...?"

"Well." Optimus cleared his vocalizer, wary of how the offer would be taken. "Alpha Trion is willing to give you something of a break from the mines for information on the asteroids of the Fringes. But that's pretty much it. It's either you denounce the Decepticons and join us, or you stay where you are. The most I can influence would probably be who you get stuck with and of course, investigating your claims of harassment."

Blitzwing frowned, briefly appearing close to losing his temper for a klik before he seemed to rein it in. His gaze shifted down, eyeing the table with a cold intensity. Optimus had a feeling he was weighing the consequences and the perks, maybe even considering escape under the pretense of joining them. That was certainly a possibility, but of course the question there was always, what would he do then? The Decepticons that mattered were all under lock and key, those that remained were splinter groups scattered across the edges of the universe. "I..." Blitzwing began, his gaze never leaving the table. "I vill have to give zhat some consideration. I know jou understand zhat."

That wasn't very surprising so he nodded. "Okay. I do. I understand. Now the asteroids...?"

"...Zhey have a peculiar substance in zhem zhat vorks like, eh oh, zhe nucleon? Or Nuke? But vorse. Our scientists have vorked vizh it for some time, a long time ago. But it's very volatile. It's like energon but wrong. Zhe tests showed it made jou stronger, faster, more powerful but aggressive too. Zhey usually vent feral und died from zhe exposure to zhe stuff. Und never let it near a carcass. Zhat’s even vorse." Blitzwing explained casually. What he told them sounded exactly like what happened to Huffer, who had attacked Sentinel and Pharma in some frenzied state after being exposed. "Zhey decided it did more harm zhen good for zhe var effort zo ve avoid it. Ve alvays found it funny you Autobots built over zhe stuff like idiots."

"You're the idiot." Bumblebee poked his arm with his stinger.

"No, jou are!" The Con giggled at him.

"Any idea where this stuff came from?" Optimus pressed.

"Cyclonus alvays zaid it came from zhe 'heart of darkness und zhe root of all evil'. Und I vould take vhat he says a little serious if I vas jou. He's seen zhings. Odd zhingz. Ve even vonder vhere he came from at times...As for vhere, he said zhe asteroids came from a great battle in zhe Vok territories zhat hurled the asteroids far und vide. Vhat zhat battle vas, he never really zaid. Only it vas something ancient and terrible." The Decepticon’s face flipped again and he gave him a giddy, fanged smile. "Und zhat's all I know about zhat!"

It was certainly more than they knew before, so Optimus was grateful for the Decepticon's cooperation. What they had learned though troubled him deeply. If it was something that repelled even the Cons when clearly using it against them would be advantageous, then they were going to have to figure out what to do about the base in question and whether they could set about destroying the asteroids harboring the foul stuff. "Let's get you back to your cell then. You'll have the next deca-cycle to consider Alpha Trion's offer."

Blitzwing's jagged maw turned down in a frown, clearly not pleased with the idea. He wasn't sure if the triple-changer had expected much else. They led him from the interrogation rooms back to his cell where to his surprise, Sentinel was waiting for them. "I was wondering where the delinquent prisoner went but they told me you were questioning him?" Sentinel eyed Blitzwing warily.

Although some part of him wanted to be happy to see him, his old friend always led to unpleasant things in one form or another. "What are you doing here?" Optimus frowned.

"Guard duty till they refill my roster. Apparently they're not keen on letting that infernal outpost go, despite the weird scrap that just went down. Relocate it for Primus’s sake at least...And before you ask, Pharma is keeping the old coot on Omega Supreme company." Grabbing Blitzwing's elbow roughly, he practically shoved the Decepticon into his cell, ignoring the vicious growl thrown at him in response. Sentinel smirked condescendingly at him. "So what did ugly here tell you?"

"Better lookin' than you." Bumblebee remarked offhandedly.

"What was that?" Sentinel glowered.

The minibot whistled idly, stepping away and moving towards the cell doors like the Decepticon was more interesting. Optimus sighed. "Apparently the stuff is bad news and we should look into relocating the space bridge."

"Really? Gee, I just told you that even! But then again Oil Slick told me some interesting stuff about it too, some stuff Blitzbutt here probably made sure to conveniently leave out." He glanced at the triple-changer smugly, having done his own idle questioning while they had been talking.

"Like what...?" The SIC frowned.

"That the stuff can raise the dead and everything. Sounds crazy, but Huffer didn't exactly go down easy. Maybe if we used the stuff on Ultra Magnus, he'd perk right up." Sentinel smirked. He was feeling inspired after talking with the scientist. The reports on the injured Magnus were not looking promising and if he found a way to save him, he was sure Ultra Magnus would be so grateful he'd surely regain his old position if not get off Fringe duty. But Optimus was looking too alarmed for his taste.

"Are you crazy? You can't use that stuff on Ultra Magnus! Look what it did to your team! Under no circumstances is that stuff going anywhere near him."

"Ah, because you're now next in line and you don't want him to recover?"

Optimus pinched between his optics. He should have seen that taunt coming. "Unlike you, Sentinel, I'm not that interested in being Magnus. But whatever this stuff is, it's dangerous and nothing good is going to come of it. Even the Decepticons don't want to touch the stuff, that should tell you a lot."

"It tells me they know it best and what happened to the others was when they were alive and well. The science whiz over there claims it's more beneficial for the dead and dying."

"Remember what happened last time you trusted a Con?"

"And you want to trust this one?"

Blitzwing watched the exchange curiously, feeling a little worried at the former Magnus's train of thought. Megatron had tried, millions of stellar cycles ago, to take advantage of the dark stuff when it came to the dead and dying in order to maintain their ranks. It had proven nothing but a scourge. And bombs with the stuff had been banned as well. It ate at and corrupted what it touched, hence why their leader forbade its use directly on Cybertron itself. He always had a feeling if Megatron had grown desperate enough, he would resort to it. Surely the Autobots wouldn't be that stupid.

He turned his crimson optics down to Bumblebee, admiring the minibot for a moment to distract himself from the grim memories. Unlike Optimus and Bulkhead, it looked like the little one had gotten a new paint job. Black was a more prominent color than the yellow now with deeper golden yellow accents. Silver elite guard emblems adorned his arm guards. It was a good look for him actually.

Looking at his own paint job, Blitzwing grimaced. Several stellar cycles in the mines had robbed the beige of its metallic luster, dulled the purple and muddied the black on his plates. His tank treads were scuffed to the Pit and back, his wings chipped. A hot oil bath, thorough buffering and a repaint sounded downright heavenly. There were odd cracks in his plating, particularly along his legs where long solar cycles of hard labor had put a strain on him. His left ankle struts pained him constantly and there was a swell on the right where he'd been struck by one of the guards in vicious retaliation for biting him with his Random face. It was likely he had to have some joints repaired if not replaced, but that wouldn't happen until they gave out on him completely.

Bumblebee looked up, watching the triple-changer examine himself. He waved a hand at him and as soon as he had his attention...He proceeded to make a series of comical faces at him. Blitzwing made an unintelligible noise of delight before he started to mime them back at the minibot gleefully, forgetting the arguing Primes for the moment.

Weary of his argument with Sentinel, Optimus called on his team to come along. He wanted to get word to Perceptor on what had been shared with them and ensure Ratchet kept a close eye on Ultra Magnus in case his old friend decided to do something ridiculously foolish. "Come on, Bumblebee, you can make faces at Blitzwing later."

"Yeah. Later, Blitzbrain." The minibot waved nonchalantly before stalling momentarily, caught off guard by the forlorn look on the black visage. He shook it off, hurrying to catch up to the others and convincing himself he was seeing things.

~+~

Oil Slick watched as the Primes argued over the little gem he had handed the one who was once Magnus. Of course, said gem had caused its fair share of misery and strife among the Decepticons back in the day, but it was his hope that it would cast a terrible pall over the Autobots in turn.

"...You know not what you set in motion." Cyclonus rumbled ominously.

"Please." The scientist drawled. "I know exactly what I'm doing."

"A sunrise dark shall cast pall upon the empire. Time will rust. He shall stand alone while not alone. Adorned the titan will be in black metal. The stars shall scream. The symbol of the Uncreator shall be clear. And his gaze shall unravel the legacy of Primus. Thus shall the adversary rise. A black star. Unstopped and unstoppable."

"...'a perpetual conflict will culminate upon a world forged from chaos. And the weak shall perish in the shadow of a rising darkness'." Shockwave joined in, reciting another of the prophecies of Primus along with Cyclonus. "Yes, yes, we know, Cyclonus. But those are only terrible tales to scare protoforms. Oil Slick's course is logical...Sow chaos among the Autobots and with any luck, it will give Blitzwing the opportunity he needs to free us."

"How?" Strika pressed against the cell wall to hear them better.

"It is a logical conclusion that they are offering him the chance to join their ranks and 'reform'. But Blitzwing is no fool, he will not risk the wrath of Lord Megatron let alone Tarn by truly joining them."

"You do realize zhis is Blitzwing ve are talking about..."

Shockwave tapped his claws together, watching the triple-changer from his cell. "I am well aware he can act the fool...But, he is not foolish. I dare to venture he would have made a more admirable second over Starscream before the...procedure."

Blitzwing tilted his head from one side to the other. He could tell they were talking about him, the way they leered his way now and then. They were pinning their hopes on him, which was quite the gamble on their part. If an arrogant blowhard like Sentinel Prime could sleaze his way all the way to Magnus, the triple changer was sure he could rise high enough in their ranks to access Trypticon and do just as his fellows hoped. Still, he had to wonder if it would be worthwhile in the end. They had been fighting the good fight for fourteen million years, the same song and dance again and again. There was nothing but consistent losses. Their empire had lost several planets in their limited territory and countless mechs and femmes had perished for the cause. As a scholar once said, to do the same thing over and over expecting different results was madness.

Hell, without Megatron for those fifty stellar cycles, they had accomplished next to nothing. Besides calling on Lockdown to hunt the Autobots responsible for their lord's demise, Blitzwing himself had been preoccupied with taking care of his charges on New Kaon before he and Lugnut had set out to find the Allspark.

Even with his return, they had come close to seizing the Allspark, only to be handed their most crushing defeat yet. Instead of focusing on Earth, it would have been more lucrative to take Omega Supreme back to Charr, dispose of Starscream, have Strika's team retrieve the protoforms, produce them en masse, and launch a proper invasion of Cybertron while the leadership was crippled. Or at least, given the details imparted to him by Shockwave of their final assault, would have been the way Blitzwing approached the situation. Megatron's vindictive streak had demanded he go after the Autobots and the Sumdacs for the slights he suffered for those fifty stellar cycles. An understandable feeling, but one that had cost them in the end.

Now the prominent figures of the Decepticons were locked away in Trypticon, toiling away in the nearby nucleon mines. They were now no better than the slaves they had once risen from. It was a mercy the gladiatorial arenas were no longer functioning, although the Trypticon pit fights were no better. Blitzwing had no desire to be a slave again, which was why he was seriously considering the offer from the Autobots. It wouldn't be ideal, but damn it, anything was better than this!

He shuffled around in his small cell to settle comfortably on the bench provided. It was woefully cramped, his wings occasionally scraping against said bench or the wall. Blitzwing huffed, dropping his head back against the wall. He offlined his optics as he mulled over the choice looming ahead of him, but the sound of a bot approaching his cell brought him back to the present. He lifted his head, glowering at the person opening his cell.

Bumblebee, looking cocky as ever, was waltzing in like he owned the place. "I forgot these cells were...Well, they're not small for me but your big aft takes up all the space."

Blitzwing giggled. "Come over und I'll show you how big my aft is! I'll sit on jou, Bumblebench!"

"Didn't know you were into sitting on people, but I could tickle your ports if you insist."

"Oh-! Vait..." There was a brief moment of confusion on the black visage before his features lit up with flushed surprise and he descended into a fit of giggles. "I didn't realize zhis vas a conjugal visit, jou naughty little bot!"

Snorting, Bumblebee hoisted himself up on the bench next to the Con. He could tell the other Cons across the way were watching them intently but he tried to pay it no mind. He was here to pester the triple changer. "Just think...You take the offer and you won't have to be stuck in a tiny room like this."

"..." Blitzwing looked down at him. Oh, was that what this was...?

"When ya get out, we could let ya spend a whole day at Sunny's body works shop. She does hot oil baths, deep plate buffering, get you a nice new coat of paint...The beige and purple ain't bad, but blue and white would look pretty sweet on you. Get some awesome high grade at Maccadam's-"

"So vhat, jou here to try und tempt me, little bug?" He huffed with annoyance.

Bumblebee grimaced, as if he were caught with his servo in the energon goodie jar. "Well..."

"I am vell avare of vhat I'm missing, bug. New Kaon does not exactly have much in zhe vay of luxury, nor do ve have zhe time to indulge in it." What there was to be had in New Kaon was simple in nature, they made do with what they could. It was hardly as decadent as how the Autobots lived.

"You indulge in anything ever?"

His plates bristled a little, hearing a touch of accusation in the minibot's tone. But it had been some time since he took much time to himself let alone truly enjoy some of the more sophisticated pleasures in life. The troops had been a handful in Megatron's absence and even when he had been around, the best Blitzwing had to brag about was the oil they consumed on Earth. But despite how the Constructicons praised it, he'd had better and Megatron kept the best samples of it for himself for obvious reasons. It paid to be at the top of the fuel chain after all. "Back home I vould make hot Mudder's Milk und zome chocolate covered vheel-nuts vhich I enjoyed vhile lounging in a hot solvent bath every Glutsol. but zhat vas a long time ago."

"Mmm, on one hand that sounds boring, but then again, sounds pretty swanky too."

"Vhat do you indulge in zhen?"

The minibot grinned, counting off on his digits. "Racing, video games, dancing, music, awesome movies, hanging with my pals, junk food, soooooo much junk food. I really miss Sari, but it'll be fine cause bossbot says they're gonna make a city on Earth and he's thinking I could be stationed there if I want. Then we can hang out all the time!"

"Vhat could possibly be zhe appeal of 'hanging' vizh a tiny organic like zhat?" Although the humans had been curious creatures, he wasn't overly fond of organics in general, especially after the experiments Blackarachnia put him through.

"Just cause. But she's awesome too!"

"Zhose are not very zatisfying answers."

"Then don't ask dumb questions!"

"Zhere are no dumb questions!"

"Yes there are!"

Blitzwing bared his teeth menacingly at the minibot who hardly took it seriously. With a growl, the Decepticon crossed his arms, frowning at him. "I don't have jour answer und I probably von't anytime soon! Let me enjoy zhis break in peace!"

"For now anyway...I'll be back in a couple solar cycles to bug ya again." As he hopped down to take his leave, Bumblebee winked at him. The triple changer scowled, his faceplate warming a little. "See ya, Blitzbrain!"

On his feet as soon as the cell was closed back up, he watched after the departing bot. His face spun and his mouth spread wide in a jagged grin, clapping his hands energetically. "Oh joy! I can't vait! Maybe next time I'll sit on jou!"

#transformers #transformers animated #fanfiction #AU #optimus #megatron #ultra magnus #sentinel prime #blitzwing #bumblebee #pharma #ratchet #prowl #jazz

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So... how about some Taylington smut? Or sexy time- or however you want to write it!

Lol finally found the ask that inspired the #Taylington smut!! Hope this is what you wanted!

Lexi just wants to take Taylor out for nice dinner, but Taylor has other plans!

Also, comments make the fanfic writers world go round, so if you leave me one

The Paint Fight

It has not been a good day.

Lexi wouldn’t go so far as to say it’s been a bad day; but it was most certainly not on the spectrum of good.

Overwhelming, to say the least.

Long, certainly.

Mind-numbingly exhausting, perhaps.

Definitely not a day she would like to repeat anytime soon.

In fact, if she could erase the day from her memory and pretend like the day is just starting the moment she gets home, she would be more than fine with it.

Fortunately, there is light at the end of the tunnel - it’s Friday, and she’s on her way home. Plus she’s almost positive that she can convince Taylor to let her take them out to a nice, quiet dinner. Somewhere expensive and private, where she can spend some long overdue time with her girlfriend.

The new space travel project has been taking up every spare moment her time for the past few weeks; so between that and Taylor’s new gallery opening coming up next month, they’d been hard pressed to find time together. That was all going to change this weekend though, they’d both agreed to take a break from their prospective projects and spend some quality time together.

Needless to say, Lexi was looking forward to it.

So much so that by the time she parks her bike, rushes past the doorman and makes it through the short elevator ride to the top floor, she’s practically bouncing.

Quickly, she rotates her key in the lock - pausing half a second for the retinal scanner to do its work until she hears the click.

The moment she steps inside, all of the remaining tension leeches of her, and she feels her shoulders drop as a contented sigh flutters past her lips.

It always hits how odd it is for a place to just smell like home. When they’d first started dating, Taylor had always smelled like - well, Taylor - like an art supply store had been outside in the rain and left to sun dry. She’d always loved that smell; but she loved it even more now that it had somehow blended with Lexi’s scent to form something that was uniquely them. Where Lexi feels like she and everything she loves just … belong.

It sounds like home too, the pop-happy playlist that Taylor tends to listen to when she’s making ‘fun’ art drifting down the hall.

She gives herself just a moment to let it all sink in, a smile tugging at her lips for what feels like the first time since leaving that morning.

“Honey! I’m home!” she calls out - the same cheesy greeting that she’d given the first time she’d come home to find Taylor already there. Taylor had rolled her eyes, of course, and teased Lexi about it, but it had quickly become a sort of tradition. So much so that even Taylor had picked it up for when she was the last to come home.

“I’m back here!” Taylors voice sing-songs down the same trail as the music, and Lexi’s grin widens.

She doesn’t think coming home to Taylor will ever get old.

Still grinning, she turns to hang her messenger bag and coat on their designated hooks by the door, and toe off her ankle boots onto the mat. Unfortunately, she catches sight of herself in full length mirror that Taylor had insisted on putting up in the entry way.

She looks like …

Well, she looks like she’s spent the past 10 hours in a working laboratory.

Which is exactly what she’s done, but it isn’t exactly how she wants to greet her girlfriend.

“I’ll be there in just a minute!” she calls out, stalling for time.

Her braid is beyond repair; either from the safety hat at the lab, her bike helmet, or both - strands of dark brown hair are sticking out every which way, and it’s evident after a few attempts at fixing them that the effort is futile. Instead, she releases the tie holding it all together and runs her fingers through it before pulling it back up into a ponytail.

Her glasses are so smudged that the light is reflecting off of them and she can barely see her eyes. Frowning, she takes them off and digs out the corner of her undershirt to clean them off. After a few tries, she’s finally satisfied, and settles them back on her nose before tucking her shirt back in and straightening her suspenders.

The suspenders had been Taylor’s idea - one that had started out as a half joke and ended as an emphatic must-have after Lexi had tried them on. The thought of her girlfriend’s face in the dressing room that day is enough to make Lexi smirk, and on impulse, she undoes the second button on her white dress shirt, effectively ditching her polished work look for something slightly more roguish.

She takes one last look in the mirror to make sure the rest of her is presentable; from her tailored black pants to her quirky red socks.

Finally convinced that she fits the weekend dress code, she turns down the hall to find Taylor.

Their apartment is a cute little two-bedroom condo in the art district - fulfilling Taylor’s wish that it be within walking distance to the main strip of art galleries but also ‘not too extravagant, Lex, something small’; and also Lexi’s wish for something secure and quiet (and also her secret desire to make sure there’s enough room for Taylor to have a room for an art workshop).

It was difficult to convince Taylor that a two bedroom where both rooms had large windows over the river front was ‘not too extravagant’, but Lexi had cheated slightly by enlisting the help of Taylor’s dad - who also acted as their real estate agent.

Unsurprisingly, he was more than on board with helping Lexi give Taylor her dream apartment, and he gave the place an excellent pitch on their initial walkthrough. Between Lexi and Mike, Taylor was unable to resist the condo’s renovated but rustic charm, and within a week they were signing the papers and moving in.

Taylor refused to let Lexi buy the building outright, and Lena refused to let Lexi live anywhere that wasn’t vetted by her security; so in a show of bipartisanship, L-Corp Real Estate had bought the property. It still feels weird, writing out a check to her mother’s company every month (a small portion of which goes straight back into Lexi’s trust fund), but it makes Taylor happy, so she lives with it.

She would do a lot of things if they made Taylor happy, she realizes without surprise.

The thought warms her heart, and she smiles as she heads toward Taylor’s makeshift art studio.

She can hear the music loud and clear now, and her grin widens as she reaches for the door knob.

The sight on the other side of the door is enough to render her speechless - Taylor in worn out overalls and a sports bra, pants legs rolled up over her bare feet.

It’s enough to stop her in her tracks, but really, she should have expected it - Taylor has developed quite the penchant for wearing overalls lately, (admittedly, she usually pairs them with more clothes.)

What she doesn’t expect is a missile of yellow paint to hurtle into her her chest, leaving a mustard colored explosion across her torso.

Stunned, she looks up from the stain to find Taylor staring at her, open-mouthed.

“Oh my god.” Taylor breathes, looking back and forth between Lexi’s face and the stain. “I’m so sorry!”

“I mean … I don’t really mind, I just … what are you doing exactly?” she squints around the room to see a semi-circle of canvases spread around the room and Taylor holding a paintbrush covered in yellow paint.

“Oh! It’s an abstract study in random color patterns.”

“So you’re throwing paint across the room?”

“I mean … strategically.” Taylor concedes. “Wanna try?”

“Oh no, you know I’m not really artistic! I mean outside of coloring pages I guess.”

“Hmm, sounds to me like you’re chicken.”

“Chicken? I’m not chicken, I just don’t want to ruin your masterpiece!”

“You’re not going to ruin it! Just come on, one little flip of the wrist.”

“I regret that I must cordially decline.”

Taylor narrows her eyes accusingly.

“Spoil sport.”

“I am not a spoil sport!” Lexi scoffs, stepping closer.

“Mmm, seems to me like you’re a spoil sport.”

“Oh really?” She moves even closer, effectively stepping into Taylor’s space.

“Yeah,” Taylor nods, a smirk teasing at the edge of her lips. “For sure.”

Lexi’s hands settle on Taylor’s hips, and pull her close.

“Would a spoil sport do this?” She dips her head to capture Taylor’s lips with her own, effectively silencing all trash talk and not stopping until she elicits a moan from the other woman.

Without breaking the kiss, she reaches for the paintbrush in Taylor’s hand, tossing it onto the drop cloth covering the floor.

Taylor responds immediately - arms wrapping around Lexi’s neck and tugging her closer.

It’s easy to get lost in the kiss, the feeling of Taylor’s lips pressing against her own and the heady swipe of tongue in her mouth.

She lets herself free fall for a few a long minutes before she regains control of her facilities enough to move again - reaching her fingers into the palette behind Taylor and gathering up a scoop of paint to smear it across Taylor’s cheek.

The result is like if a bucket of cold water splashed over them, with Taylor immediately jerking back to stare at her incredulously.

“Who’s a spoil sport now?” Lexi teases with a grin.

“I can’t believe you!”

“What?” Lexi shrugs. “You wanted me to paint! So I painted!”

“Yeah! I didn’t mean me!”

“Well, to be fair, you didn’t specify.”

“Didn’t specify?”

“No, you didn’t.”

Lexi’s laugh dies off when Taylor’s paint covered finger makes contact with her nose.

“Hey! What are you doing?!”

“Ooh, payback’s a bitch.” Taylor teases.

“You splashed me first! I just retaliated! It was self defense!”

“You’re really going to use the self defense excuse?”

“Because it was!” Lexi protests.

“Oh really?” Taylor mocks before swiping across Lexi’s neck, some of the paint sticking to the collar of her shirt.

“Alright, okay; that’s taking it a little far, don’t you think?” She tries to capture Taylor’s hands to prevent further attacks, but her girlfriend dances away with a laugh.

“A little far? Don’t you think you should have thought of that before you attacked me?”

“Attacked you?” Lexi blinks comically before continuing to circle Taylor around the room. “I thought we established that I acted in self-defense.”

“It can’t classify as self-defense because technically I splattered you on accident.”

“Ohh, you’re saying all this was an accident?” Lexi gestures to the yellow smear across the front of her shirt.

“Mmhmm! Like I can’t say that this -“ She grabs another brush, dipping it in bright red paint before flicking it at Lexi. “- is an accident. But before, that was definitely an accident.”

Maybe it’s the kiss from before, or maybe it’s the way Taylor is looking at her now, but Lexi feels a heat rise in her belly, even as the paint soaks into her shirt.

“That’s true,” she says, stalking once again in Taylor’s direction. “You definitely can’t call what you just did an accident.”

Without warning, Taylor takes off to the opposite corner of the room, but Lexi reads her cues - easily able to intercept her - and she wraps her arms around Taylor’s, pinning them to her body and lifting the other woman off the ground.

“Lexington!” Taylor shrieks with laughter, her legs curling up as she gives into Lexi’s momentum to swing them around.

Only the sheet beneath them slips, and they tumble forward - a giggling mass of limbs and wet paint.

When they finally land, Lexi finds herself slotted between Taylor’s hips, and she gasps at the contact, but it’s swallowed up by Taylor’s mouth - hungry and searching.

Minutes, or hours pass - she can’t be a hundred percent sure - her only thought the next move of the kiss; like some sort of erotic chess game. Eventually, she braces herself before reaching up to undo the clasps on Taylor’s overalls.

Taylor sighs, a soft, contented sigh that stutters into Lexi’s mouth with hesitant release. Lexi can’t help but sink into the warm arms around her, cupping a hand around Taylor’s jaw and using the touch to draw them closer. She should feel bad for the paint she knows is getting in Taylor’s hair, but she’s too love drunk to stop, the intoxicating feel of Taylor’s lips against her own is too much to resist.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, she feels Taylor’s ankle hook around the back of her knee, but she doesn’t give it much thought - not until their weight shifts and she finds herself tumbling over as Taylor flips them. She manages to catch herself from landing flat on her ass, the palms of her hand skidding in the paint - hands that she immediately brings to rest against Taylor’s hips as the other girl straddles her; bracing against Lexi’s chest.

“You know, this brings an all new meaning to the term ‘paint fight’” Lexi grins evilly, but falls silent when Taylor moves to unbutton her shirt.

“And you’re wearing entirely too many clothes.” she counters, and Lexi can’t argue, especially since the bib of Taylor’s overalls has fallen down, effectively leaving her in just a sports bra from the waist up

As soon as the last button is undone, Taylor growls frustratedly; fingers tugging at Lexi’s undershirt.

“This needs to come off.”

And again, Lexi can’t exactly argue, (nor does she want to), so she pushes herself up; letting Taylor tug the tank to over her head.

Of course, the moment they’re evenly dressed, she seeks out an edge - relying on quivering ab muscles to hold her in a crunch position as she reaches for Taylor’s sports bra.

As soon as it’s off, Lexi latches on; covering Taylor’s nipple with tongue and teeth; unwilling to let go even as they fall backwards. Taylor’s hands brace somewhere above Lexi’s head before moving to her shoulders, but Lexi cant’ bring herself to mind the slick of wet paint against her skin.

“Lex.” Taylor gasps, and she immediately pulls back, head thudding against the floor. “Too many clothes.”

The complaint sends Lexi into immediate action, as she flips them again and kisses her way down Taylor’s torso; following with her fingers and leaving multicolored paint flecks in her wake.

She meets resistance at Taylor’s waist, encumbered once again by the overalls, and swiftly she pulls both them and the underwear beneath over Taylor’s shapely legs.

“Fuck, Lexi.” Taylor breathes, fingers fisting in Lexi’s ponytail, and Lexi wants nothing more that to bury her fingers in wet heat, but one glance at her paint covered fingers nixes that option.

Instead, she uses her hand to spread apart Taylor’s folds before licking a long stripe up her center.

The sounds Taylor makes as Lexi makes contact with her clit should be illegal, and the hand in her hair tightens almost painfully.

“Fuck.” Taylor repeats, and Lexi takes it as both encouragement and a command, effectively burying her face in the warm heat of Taylor’s core. She’s been doing this long enough to know exactly what her girlfriend likes, and she doesn’t waste time, pressing her tongue in slow circular motions against Taylor’s clit before fucking her with her tongue in long, slow strokes.

Taylor’s feet lock behind her shoulders, and Lexi drops her hands, slipping underneath her girlfriend’s ass and offering soft squeezes as she brings her up to meet her mouth.

The curses and pleas falling from Taylor’s lips paired with the clenching of her hand in Lexi’s hair is enough to spur Lexi on, and she doubles down on her efforts.

It isn’t long before Taylor is squirming beneath her, and she can feel her girlfriend’s thighs clenching even more tightly around her head. Carefully, she slips one hand from Taylor’s ass to press a thumb against her clit as her tongue reaches far and deep.

The act is enough to send Taylor over the edge, and she barely has time to brace herself before the hand in her hair tightens almost unbearably and the thigh around her head clench down hard enough to render her immobile.

It takes a few long seconds of Taylor’s inner muscles fluttering around her tongue before the grip on her loosens and her girlfriend is rendered boneless.

“Fuck, Lex.” Taylor repeats, and Lexi can’t help but grin as she pulls back to regard her girlfriend.

“Good?” she questions with a knowing smile, and Taylor slaps her shoulder.

“Payback’s a bitch, you know.”

* - - - - - - - - -

“Sorry.” Taylor breathes some time later. “I know you were wanting to go out to dinner.”

“Pfft, dinner?” Lexi scoffs. “I already ate.”

The back of Taylor’s hand smacks against her shoulder, and she laughs.

“No, but seriously; we can order something. I’d much rather be here with you than out at some stuffy restaurant.”

“True,” Taylor concedes. “We can’t exactly stop to make out in the middle of a restaurant.”

“Exactly. See, staying home has its benefits.” Lexi punctuates the point by leaning down to cover Taylor’s mouth with her own.

A long moment later, and Taylor pulls away - the hand on Lexi’s chest firm but reassuring.

“Okay, but I am actually hungry though.”

Lexi can’t help but laugh at that; pulling away to reach for her phone.

“Does pizza sound okay?”

* - - - - - - -

Twenty minutes later, the doorbell buzzes in the other room.

“Pizza delivery?” it asks, and Lexi rushes naked to answer.

“Yeah, send it on up.” She instructs the doorman, searching around for something to cover herself up.

Taylor is one step ahead of her though, stepping into the kitchen wearing nothing but Lexi’s boxer briefs and white shirt - now splattered with paint.

“You’re going to answer the door like that?” she asks teasingly, and color rises on Taylor’s cheeks.

“Is that a problem?”

“I mean, no? You might give the pizza delivery person a heart attack though!”

“That’s a risk I’m willing to take.” Taylor informs her, and while the pizza delivery person may be okay, Lexi finds herself frankly incapacitated - unable to form complete sentences as she watches Taylor take their order from the person at the door. Even more so when Taylor turns to face her.

“See? No one had a heart attack!”

“Speak for yourself!” Lexi teases, reaching for one of salad boxes.

The look Taylor gives her is enough to send her spiraling into a vortex of want, and she groans.

“Woman! Please! At least let me carb load before you look at me like that! My body needs nutrients before round two!”

Taylor’s smirk is downright evil.

“Technically, it would be round three.” she corrects before waving the box of cinnamon sticks under Lexi’s nose. “Besides, we could always start with dessert if you think a sugar rush will get you kickstarted.”

“No.” Lexi says firmly, almost wavering at the pout that crosses Taylor’s face.

“No?”

“No. First I’m going to eat this salad.”

“And then?” Taylor smiles coyly.

“And then I’m going to eat a piece of pizza - maybe two - actually you know what? Make that a definite two, I’m starving.”

“What next?”

“Well, then we’re going to eat cinnamon sticks.” Lexi answers as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world, and Taylor frowns.

“I mean, okay, I guess.”

Lexi feigns surprise.

“Oh sorry, did I forget the part where I lick icing off your fingers and then pin you against the wall and fuck you until you scream my name?”

“Is there any way I can convince you to skip steps one through three?“

* - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

The art gallery is closed - everything from the sign on the door to the dim lights says so; but Lexi knocks anyway, almost startled when the door immediately opens.

“Hey!” Taylor’s face fills the doorway before it swings wide, Lexi letting herself be pulled into the space. “You made it!”

Lexi feels her brow crinkle.

“Of course! I said I would!”

“Yeah, but you were also talking about how slammed you were earlier - you didn’t even stop for lunch.” Taylor’s tone is accusing, and Lexi winces under her glare.

“No, but you’re way more important than lunch. Besides, now I’ll have a ginormous appetite when I take you out for your celebratory gallery opening dinner.”

“Technically it doesn’t open until tomorrow.” Taylor laughs, but Lexi just shrugs.

“So? I’ll take you out twice then! Besides, I’m sure that tomorrow we’ll end up going out with our parents - tonight can be more of a … private celebration.” she wiggles her eyebrows, and Taylor shoves at her shoulders playfully.

“Lex!”

“What? I have a thing for artists! I thought you knew that by now!” she laughs before trying to sneak a peak around the corner hiding them from the gallery. “While we’re on the topic, am I the muse for any of these pieces? Are there any dirty nudies of me anywhere that I should be prepared for?”

Taylor blushes prettily and Lexi’s eyebrows shoot to the ceiling.

“There are nudie portraits of me, aren’t there?” she demands, but Taylor shakes her head.

“There are no dirty pictures of you, I promise.”

Lexi narrows her eyes.

“Then why are you blushing like that?”

“I guess you’ll just have to wait and see.” Taylor teases before reaching for her hand. “Come on, if we want to make our reservations, we need to get started.”

“What makes you think I have reservations?” Lexi tries to look appalled, but cracks under Taylor’s knowing look. “Okay, fine, I have reservations, but they’re flexible, so we have plenty of time, don’t rush.”

“You know you don’t have to do that.” Taylor protests. “I don’t need reservations at a fancy restaurant.”

“I know you don’t, but if I can give them to you, then why shouldn’t I?”

Taylor doesn’t seem to have a response for that, instead staring at her for a long moment.

“I love you, you know that?” She asks finally, and Lexi grins.

“And I love you too.” Lexi agrees, bending down to press a chaste kiss on her girlfriend’s lips. “Now show me all the pieces you’ve been working so hard on.”

* - - - - -

It’s the first time that Taylor has done an entire gallery for just paintings, and Lexi can’t lie; she’s pleasantly surprised.

She knew Taylor was good, but this, this is on a different level. There’s everything from acrylic to watercolor, and the inspiration varies from the landscape outside their bedroom window, to a coffee shop they once visited in Paris.

It’s all strikingly beautiful, and Lexi finds herself marveling at just how talented her girlfriend is.

“Wow.” She says for what feels like the fourteenth time, and Taylor frowns.

“That’s what you keep saying.”

“I’m sorry! You know I almost failed art history! I don’t know the correct terminology to tell you that I think 90% of your work belongs in a museum!” she shrugs. “But it does though! I mean look at this -“ she turns to point at the painting of the Parisian cafe. “Just looking at that takes me back to exactly how I felt that day! And I’m sure it makes other people feel that way too! - I mean hopefully it doesn’t make them feel like they want to make out with you under the Eiffel tower, but similar!”

Taylor’s frown shifts slowly into a grin, and before Lexi can brace herself, Taylor is using her grip on Lexi to pull her down for a quick kiss.

“Well, you’ll have to tell me what this next piece makes you feel like.”

They round the next corner, and Lexi is confronted with a giant canvas banner - at least ten feet wide, and no doubt as long - covered in a smattering of acrylic smears that seem to be dashed haphazardly across the sheet.

It’s stunning, to say the least - if not for its sheer size, then at least for it’s seemingly random color pattern - nothing making sense, but working together in a cohesive pattern; one that leaves her eyes flitting around for the next spark of color. There’s a larger concentration of paint towards the middle, but other than that it’s a diffuse canvas.

“Wow.” she breathes, and Taylor’s elbow connects with her side. “What?”

“I thought we agreed that you would try and be more descriptive.”

Lexi grins sheepishly.

“Sorry, it’s just - wow. I mean where did you have room to put this? Did you have to paint it here?”

She would swear she sees Taylor blush in the low light.

“Ah, no? I painted it at home.”

Lexi’s brow crinkles as she turns back to study the piece again.

She spots the faint outline of a handprint slightly off center, and finally, it clicks.

“Is that …?” She trails off, unsure exactly, of how to ask the necessary question.

Taylor hums beside her.

“Mmm-hmm”

Lexi turns to stare at her in incredulous disbelief.

“So you’re saying that you planned on us having paint sex so that you could hang our … product up in your art gallery?”

“Product?” Taylor scrunches her nose. “I prefer masterpiece.”

“Tay.”

“No, I didn’t plan on us having sex on the canvas. That was unexpected. I was just planning on hanging up whatever paint drips were on it. But, you have to admit, we added a certain … flair.”

“Flair?” Lexi deadpans. “I’ve been scrubbing paint off myself for two weeks!”

Taylor barks a laugh.

“Sorry!”

“I mean, don’t be sorry, I thoroughly enjoyed myself.” Lexi concedes, draping an arm around Taylor’s shoulder and turning them so that they’re both facing the paining. “Besides, I have to admit, we look pretty good.”

“Pretty good?”

“I told you, I don’t know a lot about art critique.”

“You know, this place is deserted, I could give you a little tutorial session in the back room.” Taylor winks suggestively, but Lexi’s stomach picks that particular moment to growl.

“Sorry, no lunch.” Lexi winces self-consciously, but Taylor only laughs.

“Perfect, I can get you fully fed before I ravish you this time. Maybe we’ll even make it to the bed.” She winks, and Lexi whines, suddenly regretting her choice of a five course Italian meal for dinner.

And the next day? When everyone stops to ooh and ahh over the abstract canvas?

Well, Lexi hopes it’s dark enough that her blush doesn’t give her away.

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“There’s no need to play the reluctant ingénue with me.” - Killing Eve episodes 2.01 and 2.02 in retrospect

Based on a discussion with @onaperduamedee that drove us both slightly crazy, LOL

Espionage stories are inherently all about fixed spaces and boundaries - nations and borders, centres and their entry and exit points - all very clearly defined systems operating on a specific language. Agents - rogues, spies, carriers of information, currency, weaponry - serve as the connective tissue in this framework. It’s a far, far more chaotic intersection of worlds than most agencies would have anyone believe, and being in control and in power is the best and most crucial spectacle that one can manage.

How does this work with women, who have, traditionally, never been considered a part of essential frameworks, be it morality or politics?

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I don’t pretend to know the ways of the world.

A means to an end seems a way.

Whoever’s got the most of whatever’s best -

All the better,

May the best man win.

This song has played thrice in the show till now: the first time when Villanelle climbs the pipes into a countryside mansion in Italy to murder a mafia lord in an extraordinary display of physical vitality and witchy absurdity. The second time, when Eve defies Carolyn’s instructions to travel to Paris to meet Villanelle, helped along by an unwitting Elena - who hasn’t even been taken on the trip to Russia and simply wants to join Eve the same way Eve had once wanted to join in the thrill of a spy’s life. The third time, it’s Eve uttering her name to open the gates of her new office, entering as a professional, where she’ll be working in an enhanced capacity to apprehend secret female assassins.

It takes the bewildered confession to an absent Carolyn for Eve to realise just how horribly awry her attempts to game the rules of the intelligence mission in her favour - her single-minded goal to find Villanelle - have gone. Villanelle comes to much the same conclusion when her new handler releases his choke-hold on her - her ability to rewrite the plot to the end that she becomes its irreplaceable protagonist, shielded by Konstantin till now, has gone up in smoke. The world is suddenly far less tolerant of Villanelle’s desires, and she’s no longer in a position to just not care about the system’s insensitivity. Both Eve and Villanelle have become trapped in a snarl of their own making, where their own wishes have been revealed to be incompatible with the systems they are a part of. The System is determined to show the two women their place - in the margins, in the streets, where they are servers, workers, pawns, carrying out the will of the state.

And they feel the same pressure; the bosses and handlers in this equation aren’t gone. Carolyn is just as ruthless as Raymond, only she doesn’t resort to physical violence to compel Eve to remain with the MI6, and she isn’t a mere handler. Like Flo said, Carolyn has reevaluated Eve on her return from Paris, and she sees her in a new light now - as an asset. And, I would add, as someone who knows, and figures out, a lot more than Carolyn can always control. The only way to keep a tab on the unfiltered information that leaks out is to keep a hand on Eve’s shoulder.

With the new turn of events (series 2), Carolyn’s attitude towards Eve seems to have changed accordingly. Her body language is slightly different, somewhat more showy. She’s less deadpan and professional as she’d been earlier, and a process that began with Carolyn and Eve spending time together as part of the mission and together in the hotel in Moscow has developed into Carolyn having become used to Eve’s admiration to the point of consciously expecting it. In the scene at the end of episode 2.02, where Konstantin is revealed to be alive and currently reading a book in Carolyn’s drawing room, Carolyn smiles while scrutinising Eve’s reaction to the reveal. It’s a very confident smile, demanding a response from Eve, certain that she’d be impressed. And Eve is impressed. Carolyn expects Eve to be frightened, perhaps, intrigued, or even paranoid. She admires Eve’s roguish tendencies although they frustrate her quite often, and she likes Eve’s appreciation of a mystery, and of women who can keep them. Part of Carolyn’s control over this brilliant, emotional woman is to amplify the image Carolyn shows everyone else - as a mastermind who can do incredible things, things for Eve (linking her her moisturiser of choice, arranging a witness protection scheme for her, even a new name), things to Eve (bringing back people from the dead to keep an eye on her as well as protect her, throwing her into Villanelle’s path to be devoured as a matter of course), anything to anyone. The bigger difference here is that Carolyn, probably for the first time, is bringing Eve closer to understanding how it works.

Eve: What am I doing here, Carolyn? Going through the charade of solving your test.

Carolyn: Well, you’re proving yourself useful.

Eve: No. What’s going on? With Konstantin and Moscow, and what were you doing, talking to Villanelle in that prison? I mean, who do you even work for? Are you part of the Twelve?

Carolyn: What really happened in Paris? Why was Nadia’s note addressed particularly to you, and why are you and Villanelle so interested in each other? You see how it works?

If that necessitates revealing sensitive information to Eve in carefully considered pieces - Kenny being Carolyn’s son, Carolyn playing a part in keeping Konstantin alive - so be it. Revealing information, as Flo said, would be a test of Eve’s ability to use it, and to gauge her behaviour.

Flo, as usual, was bang on target when she said in the tags that Carolyn shouldn’t be surprised about Eve’s obsession with Villanelle; Carolyn might be just as obsessed with Eve. Eve isn’t alone in her descent into the abyss, as Bill had called it so long ago. They’re all on their way down. Eve’s particular obsessions are very much a product of the “normal” relationships in her life, their high points and their lows. It’s just that Eve doesn’t always bother to hide her desire, which, like Villanelle’s and perhaps Carolyn’s too, completely diverges from the limited spectrum allotted to women by the traditionally androcentric medical, psychological, and philosophical institutions. They literally are deranged. But Eve’s very real penchant for violence and politics is born out of her own hard work and her own psycho-spiritual crises and epiphanies.

Although she still underestimates herself, I think Eve does understand the power dynamics she's become a part of with Villanelle, Konstantin, Kenny, and Carolyn. She's taking her time to process everything because, in spite of the trap she’s found herself in after the encounter in Paris, her new position suits her. The power she has now becomes her. And she's honestly loving the fact that she's an important part of investigations without being encumbered by too many rules because she's still on the edges of The System. Eve’s status as an outside expert, a rogue agent, is her greatest weapon as well as her Achilles heel. It’s impossible for her to just “go home” now; her locus has shifted. She’d thrown away home for the sake of the world outside, The System beyond the home, and now she’s adrift. She can’t pretend anymore.

Villanelle: I know her better now. I know her better than anyone. Better than she knows herself.

Eve: You think he was murdered. You think he was.

Carolyn: Yes, so I thought I’d draft in the head of the fan club.

(Also, that last bit is hilarious. You can tell the head writer is a woman.)

An eye for an eye

Is a blind man’s rule.

I wasn’t going to follow.

I’m nobody’s fool.

So now, Eve is the one - like Villanelle in ep. 1.01 - entering and exiting government intelligence offices, palaces and parliaments of knowledge and power, who must be given protection against assassins, who’s not entirely comfortable in her marriage, who’s surrounded by people - powerful people - who want her input on Important Stuff. Eve is now the princess in the castle, and Villanelle must now play the part of the hero from the more mainstream romances, the errant knight reinterpreted, who must remain herself and journey across foreign lands and endure a Whole Lot Of Crap to reunite with the princess. The gender dynamics have been subverted and plugged to industrial-strength batteries to set the screen and our minds on fire. As Flo pointed out, Eve is at the centre of others’ attention, especially the admiration of both the government intelligence officer and the enemy assassin, the two big polarities of a spy story, but the optics is different because this triangle has nothing to do with the male gaze and the male fixation with the heroine. On the other hand, in the final scene of ep. 2.02, Konstantin sits on the sofa as simultaneously the most and the least important person in the room - the ace in the hole with some tricks of his own still left, but in the end a subject in a plot engineered by women, where the main tension is between two women negotiating the balance of power between themselves. For perhaps the first time in fiction that traditionally operates on strict gender roles, a man serves as currency here, a floating element used to reinforce the relationship between women.

Talking of home and the gender dynamics here, something in Carolyn and Eve’s exchange sticks out:

Eve: I need to go home.

Carolyn: Home? Is that really what you want? I mean, what do people do at home?

It’s the first time this season that Carolyn’s anger shows for just a second before she reins it in. But compare that with the exchange in Annihilation (2018):

Ventress: We need to come to an agreement about what to do with you.

Lena: You’re not going to let me go home?

Ventress: Is that what you want? To go home?

And then with Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon (2000):

Jade Fox: [to Jen] What good is a home? You’ve gone so far. Now we can go all the way together.

Home is an extremely fraught topic here. Just gonna quote Flo here: “This show is a dream come true when it comes to so many female narratives. We never talk about home to male characters unless as something to leave behind to live an adventurous life.” But the dynamic is so different here where the heroine and her mentor/boss are both women, and they understand on a level where the other woman is coming from. The mentors don’t want the heroine to decline the call to adventure. Carolyn certainly doesn’t want to lose Eve; she’s too powerful, too clever, too useful. Carolyn had herself given up her life and her son’s to her career long ago, to the point that her relationship with Kenny now is inextricable from her political machinations. But the female mentor here also manipulates the heroine but ever so lovingly; defining the paths they will both tread on while assuring the heroine that its all going to be okay - no, that this is the best way. It’s more subtle, but in principle, it’s not very different from Villanelle approaching Nadia in her prison cell tenderly and mockingly, and then killing Gabriel in the hospital. Villanelle here classically serves as the monster whose shocking actions mirror the twisted relationships in Eve’s world.

So just how fundamentally Eve, Villanelle, and Carolyn have already rewired The System in their favour, although it is still innately hostile to them (Villanelle is now being used brutally by the Twelve, and Eve and Carolyn are both in dangerous positions), can be seen in the overall image of them as the primary trio of the show. Flo pointed out that Carolyn is almost omniscient, but Eve is the one who brings her the information truly necessary, and Eve is the one who discovered first Villanelle and now the Ghost. It’s why both Villanelle and Carolyn find Eve so fascinating, because Eve occupies such a precarious position and is so unpredictable and impactful. The Holy Trinity here, then, is Carolyn as God, Eve as the first human (incorporating aspects of Lilith here), and Villanelle as the Devil. Carolyn, said to be always twenty steps ahead of everyone else, brings Eve back into Paradise, the secret office full of resources and speculation that’s like the inside of Eve’s brain, that lets Eve run free with her pursuit of female assassins, the landscape where she can chase Villanelle. There's a wall full of maps and images trying to establish a pattern, and Carolyn's good at spotting patterns and understanding how people tick. Her whole agenda is to capture evil so that it serves her purposes, the purpose of the good. But this is so different from her previous exercises and missions - this necessitates the use of carnal knowledge that only Eve can bring. Passionate Eve, constantly toeing the line between desire and sanity, her perceptive, intuitive heart her finest treasure. Even before Villanelle has offered Eve the apple, both Villanelle and Carolyn know that here’s someone who is truly special. And now its their game to play, their mystery to stage.

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