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#i remember when i first found the dub i was just glad to find a comic dub that was longer than 5 mins
yanderespamton78 · 26 days
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AJDJSOAJW I MADE MY SPAMTON PLUSH THE DEFRAG OUTFIT
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I'm so normal. About. This comicc
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Defragmentation by @zarla-s go read it if you haven't rjkwsjdkdhkash
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badcaseofcasey · 1 year
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Steddie Soulmate/Met as Kids AU - Part 2 Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7
a/n: I'm so blown away by the positive response to this - I'm still kind of a newbie to the steddie fic world. Thanks for reading, and I'm glad you're enjoying this AU as much as I am!
Steve turned, looking for the source of the voice and finding a young kid with big brown eyes and a buzz cut, two sword-like sticks and a hopeful expression on his face.
“There aren’t any dragons here,” he said back, confused a bit by the other boy’s words and the sensation on his side.
“Sure there are!” The boy gestured at the air around them. “There can be dragons anywhere we decide there are - and I say there’s one coming out from the trees over there!”
Steve found himself instantly sucked into the other boy’s magnetic energy. Steve’s friends didn’t often want to play like this - they preferred sports to make believe - but Steve was ready to fight dragons wherever this boy said there were dragons.
Steve reached out a hand to take the stick sword that the other boy was offering him and smiled.
“What’s your name?”  the boy asked.
“Steve,” he replied, then remembered his mom’s lessons on etiquette. “And yours?” 
“I’m Sir Eddie!” he said. “And I dub you-” the boy tapped each of Steve's shoulders with his stick - "Sir Steve! Come on, let's go - the dragons are getting away!"
They spent the afternoon fighting imaginary dragons, protecting their imaginary villagers and defending the imaginary land they’d sworn to protect, until Steve’s nanny stood up and looked over at him for the first time since they arrived and announced it was time to be getting home.
“I have to go,” Steve said. “My parents are getting back tomorrow, so I have to make sure my room is clean.”
“Oh, okay,” Eddie said, shrugging his shoulders and looking sad to say goodbye. “Well, I had lots of fun - maybe we can play again tomorrow if my uncle says it’s okay!”
“That would be awesome,” Steve agreed enthusiastically. He couldn’t get enough of how fun it felt to be around this other boy who seemed to follow his imagination wherever it took him.
Of course, Steve never ended up seeing the boy at the park again. His parents were back in town, so his visits to the park had stopped for a while - at least until they left again. But he never forgot Sir Eddie or their afternoon of fighting dragons. When he got older and learned what the words on his ribs meant, he told exactly one person - his new nanny, a different one than the one that had been with him that day - but she quickly shut him down as soon as he started to tell her about the boy from the playground.
“Mr. Steve, this world isn’t always kind to boys who got their words from other boys,” she said in a hushed tone. “There's nothing wrong with it - but this is a secret you should keep to yourself, just between you and me, until you know it’s safe to share.”
Steve nodded seriously. This nanny was relatively new, but he trusted her - she had never gotten mad at him, not even when he had spilled the cup of water from his paints.
So he had kept it to himself, but he had also kept the memories of the other boy - his soulmate - safe. It was easier just to lie about it than to try and explain what had happened.
Until of course, Sir Eddie made his way back into his life - just as dramatically as he had the first time.
Part 3
taglist (let me know if you'd like to be added/removed!): @infinitetrashbag @vampireinthesun @swimmingbirdrunningrock @maya-custodios-dionach @thev01dd @obsessivlyme
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relatableblorbopoll · 4 months
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Round 1 of preliminaries, group 14
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The first two places get a place on the bracket
Little reminder: there will be 2 more rounds of preliminaries, the losing blorbos of this poll still have 2 chances of getting in the official bracket
Propaganda under the cut
Oz Vessalius (Pandora Hearts)
"Struggles with self-worth, adores books, ADHD (though that’s not canon—but he fits the diagnostic criteria), his strongest/most important relationships are platonic"
Sound (My School President)
"Lonely gay teenager who tries to be cool and sauve but gets adopted against his will by a group of losers and then falls for one of the losers who gets on his nerves a lot because he was nice to him once and then he gets all awkward and flustered around the boy and tries to avoid him and antagonize him but the boy sees through it and they eventually end up together and he becomes the most annoying person in love ever"
Luz Noceda (The Owl House)
"adhd. possibly some autism too. a weird girl who got outcasted by being herself and sure has some WACK coping mechanisms to deal with it. self worth is IN THE DRAIN. gnc and not straight. writes fanfic. artist. goes through a depression era when at her moms house. loves her mom also. this is canon stuff i'm saying"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA she is so ASDHSUJD. Okay I started watching the owl house because I knew there was a WLW couple, so obviously I had to check it out. But upon watching the show, I got so emotionally connected to it, or moreso the protagonist, Luz, that it could go beyond some people's understandings... I remember that almost any scene showing her neurodivergent traits would hit SO. CLOSE. HOME. It would be unbelievable. I literally rewatched the show more than seventeen times one summer. She is just so goshdarn relatable man. She's the weird kid, has no friends, loves making anime edits, is OBSESSED with a book series, loves witches and magic and stuff, has ADHD, an attention span that is so high when she's engaging with something she likes doing and so low when she's bored. She's just so lovely. I know a lot of people found her annoying in season one but she hit close home to me. Season two was amazing as well and she started getting even MORE relatable!! She started showing her people pleasing, how much she blames herself, it was so sad but I was glad to see a character I could relate to so much on screen. I mean i personally didn't experience the loss of my father and I personally do have one friend whom I'm able to share my life with, but she's still super relatable. She can be so silly and so cool. And her impulsivity and the way she realized she doesn't know what she wants to do when she grows up also hit close home. Mwah"
Gundham Tanaka (Super Danganronpa 2)
"Goth autistic theater kid"
Saiki Kusuo (Saiki Kusuo no Psi Nan/The Disastrous Life of Saiki K)
"He's very dead inside, especially in the English Dub, and introverted. But even so, he cares a lot for his friends, even if he never says it to them and he finds them annoying most of the times. He also be nosey and just insert himself into others' situations that don't involve him (obviously, he makes it so that nobody knows he's there and, obviously, he's also complaining about this all the time). He's canonically aroace, or at least aroace spec He's canonically trans. He was born as a girl but he didn't like it so he immediately turned himself into a boy with his psychic powers. An argument could be made about him being on the autism spectrum."
Drew (The Music Freaks)
"I don't like him actually I hate him and love him st the same time in fact but. This man is so real and such a horrible jerkwad to everyone around him. I mean I can't relate to THAT but I should mention he also gets jelous easily, he is in love with his best friend who does not like him back, he's all moody and grouchy and bratty. And so am I and I hate it lol."
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sapphire-weapon · 2 months
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my first fictional crush was goku at age maybe 6.
the first fanfiction i ever wrote was FF7. the second one was DBZ. the third was a crossover between them both. i was like. 8 or 9.
in 5th grade, i got in trouble in school for passing handwritten DBZ fanfiction back and forth with the boy who sat front of me in class, and my mom refused to yell at me for it because she was glad that i was doing something creative.
DBZ was one of the things that my brother and i actually did together as kids. we were never close because he's 6 years older than me, but i have distinct memories of coming home from school and he'd be waiting with the next 3 or 4 DBZ episodes he'd downloaded from the internet, japanese fansubbed in english because the english dub hadn't released past the frieza saga yet. so i knew how the series went before any of my friends did. he would also go to chinatown in NYC and come home with bootleg fansubbed VHS tapes of DBZ movies. this was like circa 1999-2001. i still have them at my mom's house.
before i knew that cosplay was a thing that people actually did, i went as pan from DBGT for halloween when i was 12.
when i did find out what cosplay was, i was too afraid to do it properly, so when i went to my first convention at 17 with a boyfriend who did not want to go with me but i made him go anyway (it was AnimeNEXT 2007), i threw together a closet cosplay of a genderbent mirai trunks. and i actually found the fucking picture i took of it in the bathroom at my mom's house.
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(that's the closest you're ever going to get to a proper face reveal btw lmao a 17 year old picture of me where you can see more of my tits than my face.)
i then went on to properly redo my pan cosplay, and i cosplayed chichi as well. took a picture at a con with a lil baby like 3 year old who was dressed up as goku. can't find it right now though.
in 2011, i went to anime boston with @feelboss and @theggning and drunkenly ran into sean schemmel (the english voice of goku) and somehow ended up on stage with him later that night, still wasted, at the hentai dubbing panel. faked an orgasm on stage for goku in front of about 200 people. my first fictional crush. probably the most iconic moment of my con-going days. i was 21.
the very first time i was able to use analysis of a character's arc to accurately predict their future portrayal in canon was mirai trunks. when his db super arc aired, i remember just being totally floored like, "i can't believe i actually called so much of this" -- especially considering the fact that DB never really had much of a reputation of being consistent.
i just have so many memories of staying up late with @godtier watching DB and shitposting and RPing bardock and raditz and trolling the fuck out of each other, and just
man DB was such a huge part of my life and just... felt like it was always there for me.
i don't normally mourn celebrity deaths, but i feel like i've spent the last 30 years of my life with akira toriyama. losing him hurts so much. it feels like the world has had a little bit of hope fade away from it. i have a headache from crying.
i know that i would always meme on you for forgetting your own characters, but... thank you, toriyama-san. for everything.
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13eyond13 · 11 months
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my online fandom experience in 2007-2008:
-First learned about Death Note by randomly seeing L in an AMV on Youtube in late 2007 and being intrigued by how he looked. Have never watched an anime in my life but wanting to know more about this emo lookin' dude. Found some website where I could stream it, immediately getting spoiled for his death by somebody in the comments on episode 1 (the 2000s was RAMPANT with gleeful spoiler trolls, these were the days of people driving by Harry Potter midnight grand opening lineups for the new books to scream SNAPE KILLS DUMBLEDORE type shit)
-Binge-watched the whole show in a couple of days. Immediately haunted by the "what if"s of Lawlight and start reading fanfiction.net fics about it. Wrote a gushing review on a fanfic and start talking in emails with the writer who writes back to me. I think at the time the most popular Lawlight fic on the site was Poison Apple by RobinRocks (which I didn't read, because I didn't like reading AUs back then, nor did I like the idea of mixing Death Note with Disney princess imagery... my absolute fave fic was Coexistence is Boredom by sakurazukamori6, which was still being updated at the time)
-The Another Note novel and the How to Read 13 were already out, so most of the stuff the fans know now about the characters was already known and being used in the fan stuff by then. I bought the entire manga set at my local bookstore and read the first five volumes of it, but not the rest (because back then I was one of the people who lost a lot of interest in the plot once L was dead)
-Got invited to follow a popular fanfic writer's Death Note LiveJournal where people are doing most of the things you see them doing here, analysis and shipping and fic and memes. However a lot of the journals and communities were private and accessible by invite only, so I only ever saw stuff there as it was filtered through the journal of that one welcoming fandom friend I made
-Got into random private email conversations with the odd fan once I start posting my own fics on ff.net (I wrote one of the very first Beyond Birthday fics). At some point I remember a girl who called herself diane-chan from somewhere in South America emailing me a doujinshi she had scanlated (I think it was called Taikutsu by Balgus REC) and emailing some pics and penpal like letters back and forth. Connecting with other fans was a very slow and individual-like experience compared to something like connecting over social media is now. There wasn't much of anything like online group chats taking place in real-time, per se. I suppose MAYBE you could create one on MSN Messenger or something, but the experience of being in a fandom in general online was just much more fragmented and based on personal individual relationships, I think. Unless you were meeting up with people in person at conventions or something...
-Ships didn't have ship names like Lawlight back then! It was either called L/Light or Light/L, because whichever name came first in the pair indicated who you liked as the top (or the "seme;" people would often say "seme" or "uke "rather than top or bottom back then). They were treated almost like two totally different ships, and you definitely had to tag your fics accordingly or else people would get mad (I am very glad that ship names now exist)
-Omegaverse didn't exist back then either! That was a whole new world I had to get familiar with once I got back into this fandom around 2016 lol (and I still have never really fully got onboard tbh)
-Watched the occasional fan videos on YouTube, often things like Windows Movie Maker slideshows set to music with fanart of the characters or cosplays and the like
-It used to be REALLY hard for me to find clips of the show to use or edit or anything like that. The English dub still wasn't out yet anywhere I could watch it when i was into the show in 2008, but I remember hearing L and Light's English voice clips and thinking that L's was great and Light's was a bit cringe in comparison to the Japanese one. I wanted to watch it again but I didn't want to have to have an internet connection at all times to watch it, so I bought some shitty ripped illegal DVD of the Japanese dub on eBay from China, and it came with extremely lolworthy broken English subtitles (stuff like Light reading that passage out loud in class and the subtitles saying "the wisdom of the sheepus"... that one is burned into my brain)
-Trying to connect with other fans in person about it was not really possible for me where I lived? Being into anime was considered extremely cringe at my school at the time. And other people I knew who had watched or read Death Note either simply weren't that interested in it anymore to the same degree, or were usually straight dudebros who were only into it so far as to think about which character was smarter than which
ANYWAY I say all this just to reminisce, and I will always enjoy how easy it is to connect and share the content with the other fans like it is nowadays, because I remember the days when that was much more difficult hahaha
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skrunksthatwunk · 4 months
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went back to the sketchbooks around when i was going through yyh for the first time in 2019 and found a pile of near-yearly sticky note updates about my relationship with the series next to my first yyh doodles, a page full of kuwabaras. thought it'd be fun to share
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(it's crazy i didn't find any kurama-centric pages for months bc i think he's the one i doodled in the margins of class notes and stuff the most. his hair's pwetty and he gives me the least trouble outta any of the main 4)
something i noticed while skimming the two sketchbooks i took these from was how mean i was to myself at the time about my art. i guess it hit me more because i don't really spend hours going through my old sketchbooks over and over to track my progress and growth like i used to quite often. i guess it was only a little after when my self esteem was lowest (8th grade, tale as old as time), but... idk. i knew back then that i'd grown a lot in the few years since i started drawing more seriously (that's why i looked through my art so much), but like... i guess that never translated into being nice to myself about it. i ended up going back through about ten more sketchbooks to find more yyh art, and in the coming years i'm glad to say that negativity in the margins went away. hell yeah
but even so, my love for yyh was a constant and effusive thing, as it is now. it's probably the oldest of my current media interests. i watched myself get into rgg and develop my ocs and watched others fade in and out, watched my style loop back on itself and go all over the place, passed by pages of writing about crushes and album releases and gender discoveries and my grandparents dying, all surrounded by little drawings of the characters i love. including kuwabara in a maid dress right next to my dead grandma grief rambling that one time (no i'm not kidding. my grandma died in like late 2020 and the page where i poured my heart out after finding out she was gone just trying to process everything had one with catboy maid dress kuwabara directly opposite it, who i'd drawn like the evening before she died in her sleep. he killed my grandma from like 100 miles away he was that powerful. that wasn't even the last time i drew him like that and i don't even care about catboys or maid dresses much. i think it was just a bigger meme and he was the guy i most associated with cats. i put that man in a situation and he fucking got her because the book couldn't contain him. some victor frankenstein shit. anyway)
i took about 150 pictures, most with multiple sketches. i decided not to add any more though bc 1) i posted some of them on old accounts but i don't remember which ones, and tbh i value my anonymity a little too much 2) All Of The Pictures Turned Out Bad in ways i don't feel like getting into but just trust me it's like 6 layers of fucked up illegible image bullshit 3) i found it hard to narrow it down to things i felt were indicative of the development or interesting or anything like that. idk. i figured it was an interesting exercise for me and it probably wouldn't really mean anything to anyone else. and that's ok :) it was nice anyway. i mostly mention it to be like Oh My God i've drawn these guys a lot and i STILL don't know what i'm doing... :| it's fun
however i did transcribe the notes i left:
7/9/19: yo it's been less than a week & i'm on ep. 80 wtf i love this show
8/14/20: 1/2way thru my 3rd watch (first dub, first [with older sibling]) & honestly still love it & kuwabara being the first one i drew makes me happy
7/28/21: i'm watching it w/ [younger sibling] now! 4th(ish) watch, 2nd time through the dub, which is so much better than the sub really elevates the text. we're at the semifinals of the DT, which means this is technically my 5th time through yyh up until that point but eh semantics anyway i still love & obsess over yyh! <3
1/14/24 (present day): hey, i'm rewatching yyh for the.. idk 5th or 6th time. still love it & never stopped. now i'm writing fic & drawing & posting about it. i have friends i talk to about it. [both siblings] have seen it. so much has changed, and so little, but it made me sad seeing how much i insulted my own art. i love you 2019 me. god knows you needed it
[+ this drawing]:
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anyway. forever fornever. if you even care
#that's all. just kind of a personal post i thought was neat. skrunklore#skrunkart#yyh#yu yu hakusho#you can really feel the 14 y/o in a lot of the little notes and stuff but that too is part of the growth and change im trying to celebrate.#ripping my fingernails off about it but it needs to be done#also the hearts are because they love each other. and also me in like a cheering you on kinda way#ok more lore but around jr year i started feeling like my art was getting worse or at least stagnating and i kind of wished i could go back#to the era where a lot of that art is from bc there were little things i was better at and also bc i was much more prolific and adventurous#and while i'm sympathetic to it looking back after another couple of years it's like nah. no i was still growing i was just too close to se#like i'll be like oughh i haven't grown at all in years >:(( and then i'll look at the art i made over the course of 2023 and go oh nvm lol#some of it was more 'getting back into the swing of things' + traditional and tech issues being resolved but there was also growth#there is also stuff to be proud of and there always is and there always will be. that goes for you too reader#no matter what your art does or does not look like. i guess that's part of why im posting this too#part of what got me into visual art was seeing how people's art changed (sketchbook tours). it's cool and seeing that learning process so#well preserved and so easily analyzed kinda activated something in my brain. i think it got me past a lot of the 'im just not talented'#stuff a lotta ppl have that keeps them from drawing or sharing it or whatever. anyway art's cool i love art. gonna go draw now probably :D#ALSO really funny watching the way i drew myself change. all in ways that make sense but still funny to me. long hair glasses girl you'd#probably keel over if you saw what we look like now. hell yeah
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thinlinez · 1 year
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End of Year Writer Rec
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Disclaimer: I have never done a rec before but I feel like these writers who had made my 2022 with their wonderful fics deserve a shoutout! The list is in no particular order and I will also rec one fic from the writer from this year!
⭐ BrightGolden ao3: brightgolden @brightgolden
Reccing: Here's Your Perfect
In the world where mates are assigned to everyone and deposited to their door when an agreeable partner is found for them, Alpha Louis has recently been given his. However, he is nothing like the type of alpha that the omega academy prepares Harry for.
Your fics are my comfort and this one is no exception. I love how the way Lou's character evolved while H is his lovely self. Atticus is the perfect pup of course :)
⭐ Marchessa ao3: Marchessa @marchessa
Reccing: Now You're Lost, Lost In The Heat Of It All
The story of a great medieval Emperor and his consort.
Your Lou is fierce and your H fights to protect his countries. The way that they are falling in love is so sweet and I scream every time H touches Lou I swear. Their dynamic never fails to amuse me! Can't wait for the second installment.
⭐ bluegreenish ao3: bluegreenish @greenblueish
Reccing: Battle Of The Balls
The one where YouTubers Harry and Louis play Golf With Friends, go to the pub with Niall and return home six hours after posting the video.
I am the biggest sucker for banter and pure fluff and laughs. This one got me real good and I am glad that you wrote it based on your own fav Youtubers. This is really a nice and funny fic, too underrated :(
⭐ thebreadvan ao3: thebreadvan @thebreadvansstuff
Reccing: High heels on, 'm feeling alive 
Harry damages a car when drunkenly stumbling home after a fun night out with his friends. Feeling horribly guilty, he tries to find the owner and make it up to him.
Drunk H is the funniest and the build up is so great! Of course the smut is so on point, love it a lot. The idea is so fresh and simple too, I think that's why it's a fav of mine :)
⭐ allwaswell16 ao3:  allwaswell16  @allwaswell16
Reccing: Ace of Spades
Louis is a pirate, Harry is his captive, and no one is who they say they are.
I remember reading it for the first time, thinking that I had an actual NOVEL in my hands... Later, after months, I read it again and again, there are so many things to unwrap in this fic. The details and characterization... I don't wanna spoil it to anyone but this one is worth a whole night reading. It is so wonderful! Pure talent goes into writing this and you have it!
⭐ wabadabadaba ao3: wabadabadaba @wabadabadaba
Reccing: Liquid Gold
Louis has a biting kink and the only person he thinks can fulfill it is his vampire friend, Harry.
This was HOT and funny tooooo, i love biting and marking concepts so I can definitely see how great this idea is and vampire H? Applause plz.
⭐ devilinmybrain ao3: devilinmybrain (venomedveins) @thedevilinmybrain
Reccing: i want to be just as close as the holy ghost is
Louis wants only three things in life - to pass his classes, to find a cure for hangovers after a night out with the lads, and to get church going, goodie two shoes omega Harry to go out with him.
This one is my fav so far although the Oli one is a close tie... Your omega H is so beautiful and that bondmark covering is very very cool and fresh idea. Love it.
⭐ localopa ao3: localopa @voulezloux
Reccing: i’m still standing (after all this time) 
dubbed the modern elton john, harry is the biggest thing to come to pop music. topping the charts, there isn’t anyone who can dethrone him. until pop punk trio funeral for fire emerges on the scene.
The cute meet, the banter, damn Marcus, Funeral For Fire, there is a lot of angst I am not gonna lie, but of course, it is a fav and so good too!
⭐ fearsparks ao3:  fearsparks @onlythebravest
Reccing: dream about a summer night 
Working alongside each other as camp counsellors, Harry and Louis grow closer than they’ve ever been before. That’s not a problem, but now they have these newfound feelings for each other to deal with.
This fic reminded me of my own summer camp experiences and it was nice to picture the settings and everything. Of course, friends to lovers and the pining got me real good... Love how it played out!
⭐ Neondiamond ao3: Neondiamond @neondiamond
Reccing: On Thin Ice
As the goaltender for one of the best hockey teams in the world, Harry never expected participating in his second winter Olympics would be so eventful. His hidden long-term relationship with the captain of their biggest rival team may have something to do with it.
This fic kinda schooled me on hockey stuff and the smut is well written. It is fun to see them trying to hide :)
⭐ ohpleaselarry ao3: ohpleaselarry @ohpleaselarry
Reccing: Night Song
Whatever happens to Louis’ heart, he doesn’t care. It’s up to Harry now. It belongs to him; completely. a Howl’s Moving Castle au
Putting some twists into the original plot line is so creative, I haven't read the book yet, but the movie is a classic of course. There can never be enough Ghibli fics!
⭐ ishiplouis ao3:  ishiplouis  @pocketsunshineharry
Reccing: I Like You, Say It Back
the one where it takes a lot of time for Harry and Louis to figure it out. But they do, they always do, don't they?
I finished this in one sitting and I love your H in this one! Lou is always so gentle with him and H's sassiness fits him so well, love it!!
⭐ alwaysxlarrie ao3: alwaysxlarrie @alwaysxlarrie
Reccing: i swear i could give you everything
Louis Tomlinson was not a morning person, so he really should have known better than to start leaving secret notes on coworker Harry Styles' desk before he arrived at the office at 7:30 each morning. But he did have to admit that hearing Harry's reaction everyday was definitely worth it. Not being a morning person might be his downfall in this situation, though. Talk about self sabotage.
This fic made me laugh a lot especially the notes and when Lou got caught! It is a delight to read!
⭐ tommokat ao3: tommokat @tommokat
Reccing: Orange You Juice The Cutest
there's only one carton of orange juice left and two men have to decide which one of them gets it.
Cute meet my forever love, this one is more like a funny meet and Ernie was so funny too, love the witty dialogues and the bantering :)
⭐ iminthisstanshit ao3:  iminthisstanshit @iminthisstanshit
Reccing: Four Souls Of The Seasons
 the poetic fairytale in which they are the four souls of the seasons
Watching this fic growing and getting posted was a journey! I love how each of the boys are a season and they corresponded with their personalities. This is more poetry than fic I would say :)
⭐ huggieshalo (Candypie14) ao3: huggieshalo (Candypie14) @huggieshalo
Reccing: You Can Let it Go
An alternative story where Harry is Matilda, who never stayed with Miss Honey and had to leave with his awful family. After years of being closed off, someone shows him that his life doesn't have to stay the way it is…
Seeing H struggling in this was hard, but I am glad he finally faced his fears and confronted his family. This was a nice twist on the song and original movie of course!
Go show every fic and writer some love! Happy end of year everyone!
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macadoodlewrites · 2 years
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Dangerous Love - Part Fifteen (Rafe Cameron x Routledge!Reader)
Summary: Avery Routledge is John B's cousin, and she has just moved to the OBX - just in time for a treasure hunt. But with John B keeping secrets in order to protect her, he pushes her into the arms of the Kook King. She becomes tangled with none other than Rafe Cameron, but will she realise how damaged he is before it is too late, or will he ruin her before she can get away?
Warnings: death, smut, dub-con, non-con, toxic behaviour, abuse, kidnapping
Ships: Rafe Cameron x OC, minor!JJ x OC
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Fresh crispness, with underlying tones of musk was the first thing that I registered as my mind came to the next morning. The second was that there was an arm around my waist, and another under my neck, wrapped around my shoulders. Warm, tanned arms. 
Everything came flooding back to me in a tidal wave of memories. Arriving home from discovering the gold, finding Rafe in my living room, his anger, and the subsequent... events. 
I turned over slowly, trying not to shift too much in Rafe’s grip and wake him up - not that I needed to trouble myself. He was already awake. Cornflower blue eyes stared down at me, far from sleepy. How long had he been awake for? Considering my alarm was set for 7am, I was surprised that we were both awake before it had even gone off, although I did feel rather well rested.
“Morning,” I whispered, suddenly feeling far too shy. Did he regret last night? I knew that I certainly didn’t, but Rafe had seen me. All of me. What if he hadn’t liked what he’d seen?
“Stop overthinking,” Rafe murmured, his hand coming up to the back of my head, pulling me in. His lips graced my forehead, and I closed my eyes, taking him in.
“How’d you know?”
“I just do,” he replied. “I know you, remember?”
“I know you do. Better than anyone.”
I had meant it because he had seen all parts of me, knew my history, but whatever my meaning was, for Rafe it was the right thing to say. Before I knew it, I was being flipped onto my back and he was hovering above me. 
“I’m glad that you’ve figured that out, Avery. And you’ll believe me when I tell you that I’m not going anywhere. Especially not after last night.”
I grinned up at him, reaching my arms up to snake around his neck. Idly, I played with the long strands of hair at the base of his head. Quirking an eyebrow, I said, “and what happened last night? It seems like I’ve forgotten.”
He leaned down, brushing his lips against mine. “As much as I did enjoy everything about last night, that’s not what I was talking about.”
“Then what-?”
“You showed me all of you last night. You trusted me, sweetheart, more than anyone has ever trusted me.”
There was a smile on his handsome face that made my heart swell ridiculously in my chest. “Rafe, I-“
“And I would love to show you just how much I appreciate your honesty.”
His face dipped down, lips meeting my cheek. I smiled as he slowly started to move along, pressing languous, open-mouthed kisses against my skin, and worked his way towards my ear. I could feel his fingers skimming the edge of my shorts, before his hand dipped down under the material.
Last night had been about emotion, about trust and proving something to each other, but today there was no preamble. As he took the shell of my ear into his mouth, he closed the distance between his hand and my panties, dipping under the fabric and finding my clit. He suckled at my ear as his fingers played with my bud. I removed one of my hands from the base of his hair and reached down between our bodies. I found that he was already hard beneath his boxers, and I took him into my grip. He groaned into my ear, and I felt myself clench around nothing at the sound. Rafe must have felt my movement as his fingers moved down, and without any warning, he entered two into me.
"I love you," he whispered, moving his face back to meet mine and connecting our mouths once again. I slowly started to grind my hips against his hand as he moved his fingers in and out of me; at the same time, I gripped him hard, moving my hand up and down his length.
Our bodies moved together, perfectly, as if we already knew how to work each other like puppets on strings. We touched, played, pulled exactly as we each needed, and it wasn't long before we were both climaxing, Rafe first and me only seconds after, gasping into his mouth. He collapsed against me, only his elbow keeping him from landing on me entirely.
"I could get used to starting my mornings like this," he murmured, as he pressed one last chaste kiss to my lips before rolling off of me. "Round two? This time without the clothes?"
I rolled over, pressing my face against his chest. His arm came up around my body, tucking me into his side. "I would love to," I mumbled into his skin. "But I have to get up, and I'm sure that my alarm is going to go off any minute."
"Come on, sweetheart, I certainly think that we'll have much more fun." As if to emphasis his point, he suddenly turned, managing to loop his arms around me and pulled my body on top of his. Our lower bodies were pressed together, and I could already feel that he was hard again. The feel of him under me made it hard to concentrate.
I stared down at him as a shit-eating grin graced his face, and took him in. From his perfectly messy eyebrows, to his perfect white teeth and perfect full lips, it was too much first thing in the morning - I didn't even want to know what I looked like, especially compared to him. Although Rafe only looked at me like I was beautiful, his eyes appreciative as they looked up at me. It was something that I had grown to love about him during our relatively short acquaintance.
"Who needs breakfast when I have you to eat first thing in the morning," Rafe said, his hand grasping the back of my head and pulling me down.
"Rafe, I'm serious," I whispered. "I need to get up soon."
"No, you don't, Avery."
And then he connected our lips, kissing me hard as he ground his lower half up against mine. I moaned at the sensation but controlled myself from doing anything further. I continued kissing him, resting my hands gently on his cheeks, before pulling away. "I really do have to get up." I pulled myself up so that I was now sitting on him - a mistake as now I could feel my clothed entrance was placed directly against his erection - and reached for my phone.
Rafe's hand shot out and snatched my wrist before I could pick it up. His grip wasn't painful but firm, as he pulled my arm back down to rest next to his head. I stared at him. "What are you doing-"
"Please stay, Avery."
"I have plans, and they're important."
I started at him, my hazel eyes meeting his blue ones in a battle for who would win - it shouldn't have been any contest because I wanted to stay in bed more than anything, but I had to meet my friends.
"Rafe, please. Let me go," I whispered, eyes flickering up to where he was still holding me. He followed my gaze and sighed.
"Fine."
His fingers slid slowly from my skin, as he pulled away, and stared up at the ceiling as I reached out and grasped my phone. I pressed the power button and felt my body tense up.
The screen stayed black. My phone was dead.
But Rafe had told me that it was on charge? I stubbornly climbed off of him and reached down to yank my charger up and shoved into my phone.
My eyes snapped to him as I felt an anger rise in my stomach. "Rafe," I hissed.
"Yes, sweetheart?" He slowly lowered his gaze from the ceiling back to me, entirely innocent.
"My phone is dead."
"How annoying," he cooed, pushing himself up on two long arms, and swung his legs over the bed so that his bare legs were hanging over the side. "You seem mad?"
Was he really so ignorant? "You told me that it was on charge?"
"And it was. When I checked."
"I beg to differ. Considering that it has no power now." I paused as he continued to stare at me, his eyes roaming down my body. Despite my anger, I felt my cheeks heat up and shifted my stance. "Why did you lie?"
A smirk grew on his face, but it was cold, not reaching his eyes. The Rafe from last night when I had first walked through my front door was back. "Are you accusing me of lying to you about your phone? Really, sweetheart?"
I glared back at him, searching his face, his body language, anything to explain the situation to me. "I asked you if my phone was on charge. I told you that I had things to do this morning. Early." I knew that I wasn't directly answering his question, but I was smart enough not to give a straight answer. "Now my phone is dead."
Rafe stood up, still with the cool expression, and stepped towards me. The nine inches between our heights was apparent. "Please explain to me what reason I could possibly have to sabotage your plans?"
I fleetingly looked at the bed and back to him without meaning too. "I'm not saying that-"
"You think that I would intentionally try to ruin whatever plans you have, just to keep you in bed a little longer." His smirk disappeared entirely. "If you really think that I am that shallow then I will walk out of the door now."
I had not meant it to come across the way that Rafe was seeing it, but I understood why he did. What motive could he have to ruin my plans? He cared about me and wouldn't want to ruin my day.
I was regretting even suggesting it was his fault as he looked down at me, hurt flooding into his pretty eyes. I stepped forwards and wrapped my arms around him. "I'm sorry, Rafe. I know that you wouldn't have done it intentionally."
I felt his arms wrap around me and sighed, leaning against him. "I really don't appreciate the insinuations, sweetheart. You know that I will only ever do what I think is best for you."
"I know," I relented, and looked up at him. "The charger must have slipped or somethings. It is old, anyway."
Finally, a warm smile was back and it made my heart skip a beat. He started to lean down, and I was ready to kiss him, but a vibration on my beside table had me pulling away. I let Rafe go and turned to look at my phone as it powered back on, my notifications coming through.
It was half past nine.
The vibrations were texts from my friends all coming through.
At six thirty. JJ: See you soon, Avi. Let's get rich $
At six forty-five. John B: Sarah and I are heading to Rixon's now. Meet you there.
At ten past seven. JJ: Where are you?
At half past seven. Kiara: Avery, where are you? We're going to go ahead and melt the gold, so meet us at the pawn shop?
At half past eight. JJ: We're going to the shop, so will find you after and let you know how it goes.
I read through the messages, heart sinking in my chest. I had missed it. I had been there for the discovery of the gold, to collect it from the Crain House, but I had missed selling it to check that it was real and that everything had been worth it.
From behind me, I felt Rafe's chest against my back. "So, I guess that means you're free for breakfast?"
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Which was how I found myself seated across from Rafe Cameron at the Island Club, with a plate of lobster frittatas and a breakfast mimosa in front of me. I'd never had either, so Rafe had told me to order them, and he hadn't been wrong. Both were excellent.
We'd walked into the club, after arriving on Rafe's bike - he'd hidden it the night before so myself and the Pogues hadn't noticed it - and Rafe had insisted on holding my hand. The looks that we'd received were baffled ones, but I hoped that I was living up to expectations. I was wearing a yellow summer dress that Rafe had thought was pretty, and I had to admit it was more suitable than the time that I had arrived in Rafe's hoodie.
I was, however, reminded that the last time I had been at this country club, I had fled with the Pogues.
"This is lovely, sweetheart," Rafe said, his fingers idly tracing a pattern on the back of my hand. "And you look amazing. Yellow is my favourite colour, and it suits you perfectly."
I flushed, smiling over at him. "I happen to like whatever you wear," I replied, taking a sip from my drink as he grinned at me. He'd showered at mine and his hair was mostly dry, his curtains falling on either side of his forehead. I wanted to reach over and play with the locks, push them back, twist them in my fingers.
Rafe was intoxicating to me. Here he was, after we had spent the night together and I had revealed my greatest secret, and he was buying me breakfast, treating me to the finest food that I had ever eaten, all just because he could.
"That's because I pay good money for my clothes. And besides, I have to look good for my girl, don't I."
This time I took a bite of my food instead of giving him the satisfaction of watching the blush rush to my cheeks. "So, you don't...regret last night?" I said quietly after swallowing my bite.
Something flashed in his eyes. "Regret last night?" The fingers on my hand slid through my own tightly. "The only thing that I regret is that we are not repeating last night's events right now." My eyes widened as I looked around, praying that no one else had heard him speak. He chuckled. "Relax, sweetheart. No one is listening. And if they were, they'd only be jealous."
"And why's that?"
"Because I have you and they do not," he breathed, a possessiveness underlying his tone.
I started to lean up out of my seat towards Rafe, ready to kiss him, to get to run my fingers through his hair, but for the second time that morning, one of our kisses was interrupted.
"Rafe Cameron!" A lilting, loud voice yelled Rafe's name, pure fury intertwined with his words. I was already looking at Rafe, and watched his face contort to an ugly expression that I had never seen before.
"Fuck," he whispered, turning away from me and looking at towards the entrance of the club.
"Get over here!" The voice yelled again. Rafe slowly turned back to me, and I furrowed my eyebrows at him, trying to convey concern in my expression. I squeezed my fingers around his, but he did something that I was not accustomed to. He pulled away from me. His chair moved heavily behind him as he stood up, and I copied his movements.
"Rafe?" I questioned. "Who is that?"
He stepped around the table, looking at me, as the voice continued to yell his name. "No one good, but I need to go and talk to him."
"Alright, let's go," I countered.
"No, Avery. I'm sorry, but it's someone that I don't really want you to meet. He's not a good man."
"So why are you meeting him?"
"I have business with him." At my continued silence, Rafe continued. "Sometimes businessmen have to work with people that they don't get along with. Just give me five minutes. Don't you trust me?"
After last night, he had to know that I trusted him. I nodded. He leaned forward and kissed my cheek, indicating for me to sit back and down and eat my food. I sat down, but my appetite was gone as I watched him walk towards the man. I could see him even from where I was sat - he was shorter than Rafe, had long black hair that was tied into a ponytail, and I could just tell that he wasn't from this side of the island.
It was crazy how I could already tell the difference.
I wanted to stay in my seat, to do as Rafe had asked, but my curiosity won out and I started to walk towards the entrance but was careful to keep out of sight. The black-haired man was in Rafe's face, practically spitting with malice.
"Why's your family think I'm just some bitch they can shit on? First your dad kneecaps me in my house..."
"You got your money," Rafe interjected, but this did not deter the other man.
"That ain't the point. I'm asking you, what am I? Am I just some little bitch? Is that what your family looks at me like?" I wanted to run out and stand between them, absolutely hating the sight of someone in Rafe's face, clearly ready to strike him, but I knew how angry Rafe would be if I intervened.
But he had said that this was business. I just hadn't expected it to be business where Rafe owed someone else money.
The black-haired man was still yelling as I continued to watch, hating every word that came out of his mouth.
"Okay, so then why is your little sister and her little surf rat friends running around stealing 25K out of my house? Can you tell me that?"
The fear inside of me grew, now spreading to a fear for both Rafe and Sarah. And for my cousin and friends. What the hell had they gotten themselves into at the pawn shop? I wanted to text them, but my phone was in my bag back at the table.
"My little sister robbed you?"
"Yeah, Sarah robbed me. I'm telling you right now, you better sort this out with your sister, or else I am."
The guy was threating my friend. Was threatening Rafe's sister. I waited for Rafe to defend her, to threaten him back, but he didn't.
"Enlighten me," he quipped. "What's she been doing?"
"The Pogues are all around Outer Banks stealin' shit out of everybody's house and you got no idea? Your sister's involved in it."
"Sarah Cameron, home invader? Are you for real, Barry?"
"You get me my money back from those Pogues or I will go after her."
Rafe scoffed, and something in my chest snapped. He was laughing at the idea of his sister getting hurt.
Barry moved towards Rafe, and lowered his voice, but I still heard every word. "You don't care about your sister? Fine." An awful expression took over his face. "How about I go after that pretty little girlfriend of yours that I've been hearing so much about?"
It was too much for me. If Rafe could laugh at his own sister being threatened, then I did not want to hear what he would say about me. So, I turned and ran back to the table, snatched my bag up, and exited out the back of the country club, praying that Rafe and Barry didn't see me.
I needed to find my friends, to figure out what kind of mess they had gotten themselves into. I needed to make sure that they were alright.
And despite my feelings for him, even that I had confessed my love for him, I couldn't count on Rafe to help me. He was indifferent to a threat against his own sister - he would hardly help if it involved my friends.
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jjongosaurus · 11 months
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If you don't mind me asking, when did you start watching toku? I recommend getting the tissues ready the more you watch new seasons, because even more tears and emotions are coming; Kuuga is just the start of it all. I cried so much during the last arc of Fourze omg W is quite emotional too.
Hello my dear✨ Oh no, please ask whatever you like! I'm more than happy to reply <3
Do my years as a die-hard fan of Power Rangers, Ultraman and the failed us Masked rider version counts? No? ok that's fair I don't remember much about it tho lol
I spent half of the lockdown watching a youtube channel that summarizes tv shows just for background noise while I work to see if I find something good to watch, and when I started his super sentai series I was like mm I wonder if it is as good as it looks
Then one time around january my brother sent me the donbrother oppening and I was like?? this song is so good ?? Then I heard the kamen rider ryuki opening and found out the show was dubbed and I was all in
So that's how I made the choice of what show to watch first lol just because I loved their songs. I'm glad the shows were also good because that would had definitely killed my mood lmao
I have finished Avataro Sentai Don Brothers, Kamen Rider Ryuki, Kamen Rider Kuuga and I'm about to finish Kikai Sentai Zenkaiger. I'll be sure to bring tissues next time bc these shows keep making me emotional towards the end.
Do these shows follow a chronological line? Or can I jump between seasons?
I know you aren't asking but I'm also watching:
Ohsama Sentai King ohger
Tokusou Sentai Dekaranger (Just because power rangers SPD is one of my favorites so I bet the og must be as good or even better)
Kamen rider Agito
Kaizoku Sentai Gokaiger
Does Kamen rider W follow the decade season? I ask this because years ago (eons) when Gackt released like three songs for that show I didn't understand a thing back then, like why were those MV so dramatic?! Why did he turn into a card? How does the belt work? but now I think it was a major spoiler for that decade/ W season lol because he appears on the end of the stay the ride alive PV 🤔 now that I think about it Zenkaiger helmet kinda looks similar?? Mmm
Anyways thank you if you read this far I totally went off topic with this lol
Hope you have a lovely week 🤗
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kalosstarters · 2 years
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Comment time about yesterday’s episode (after seeing the subs):
It was an interesting approach that the Aether family found Mohn already in the beginning of the episode. And as I already suspected before seeing it, the reunion didn’t go as smoothly as one would think. Never while playing the S&M games I thought I’d be capable of feeling bad for Lusamine but it did happen. Her reactions were exactly the kind you’d imagine someone having when they find a long lost loved one... and then find out he doesn’t know who you are. And as if that wasn’t enough, then the man claims he has a daughter... but she isn’t our Lillie. Like many SuMo episodes (what do you mean this isn’t a SuMo episode? It totally was) this episode wasn’t afraid of digging into a bit darker themes and that’s exactly what made this episode as interesting as it was. The only minor nitpicking I have about this particular storyline was that it probably would have benefited from being a 2-parter instead of being just 1 20 minute episode, because in the end Mohn started remembering everything pretty fast, but I get why this part was a little ‘rushed’. I still definitely felt emotional during the ‘major’ scenes and that’s what matters the most!
When I was first watching this episode I was quite confused about the Nihilego without understanding the dialogue. It seemed kind but at the same time it tried to attack the Aether family. Finally I understood that it didn’t want to let Mohn remember anything about his past (even going as far as hiding mirrors and darkening the windows) because it cared about him and didn’t want him to leave it behind. Pretty dark, yeah. But I loved how Lillie & co reacted to all that; instead of trying to get rid of it, they ended up catching it together. That was especially powerful when you think about all the issues the Aether family has gone through with Ultra beasts, especially Nihilegos (from Mohn’s disappearance to Lillie’s memory loss to Lusamine being hijacked by one). Despite all that they still decide to accept it as a family member. Past Aether family certainly wouldn’t have done that. 
Not necessarily related to the plot of this episode, but another thing I need to mention is the use of music. I got so excited when I heard the song (Mother & Daughter) that someone on twitter had already speculated would be used in this episode last week after the preview came out. Proves that the animators had done their research, and who doesn’t love accurate animation? And boi, that song REALLY worked so well for this episode, making it even more emotional. I feel bad for the dub watchers who most likely won’t be able to hear it. (Speaking of music, S&M music >>> JN’s regularly used songs :P)
Honestly speaking though, this episode would have been perfectly fine without Ash, Go and Koharu in it at all. Without Pikachu’s Iron Tail even Ash would have been pretty irrelevant to the plot, while I’m still glad that he got to witness the reunion. But from next week’s episode I definitely hope a Lot more Ash screen time because of reasons! 
And that’s that, sorry for rambling!
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akai-anna · 3 months
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hiya, it's your DCMK gift giver! has it really been over a week?? sorry for not messaging you before then--- but! Your gift should be coming out sometime on February 11th :D Although, I'm not sure what time zone you're in, so give or take depending on when I've posted it that day?? Either way, it's coming your way! No way to stop it! I'm really grateful for the patience you've given me, thank you! ^_^
I'm glad your interview was good, and that your job is enjoyable! It's always such a relief when that happens, huh? But gosh, I'm glad no one was hurt when your car was destroyed too! I hope the damage hasn't caused too much trouble for you guys?
Things have definitely settled down further for me--- it feels like things always happen during the holidays! But I guess they're just more memorable because they happen during that time of year? Either way, February will hopefully be great!
gahhh the elementary squad and our two shrunken adults make me so emotionalll
And oooo! I remember seeing posts about your reread a semi-while ago! I love watching old episodes and stuff, but I admittedly haven't reread the actual old chapters in a while! How has it been? Noticed anything that's been drastically changed compared to current chapters?
as for my fic preferences, honestly i'm pretty open to anything if it's good, but fic about the early-ish game (ran, kogoro, conan, detective boys & Haibara, takagi, etc) cast is usually the ones i like and understand the best ^_^ Identity reveals is one of your favored tropes, right? How do you imagine that would like. Actually Play out in the series?? Or how you would like it to play out?
And soulmate AUs too! What do you think you like about that universe? DCMK has such surprisingly good soulmate AUs--- it's probably one of the only fandoms where I see a good chunk of platonic soulmates, which is always nice
SHOW ME ALL THE PICTURES OF YOUR DOGS I WILL NEVER COMPLAIN (if A Dog Looked At Me and asked for something I would Simply Do It) how long have you had her??
and oohhhhhh those old manga sites ey? That's so cool! I know it was like a long time ago, so no pressure to remember, but would you say there was anything different about the story/characters in Hungarian as opposed to English? I remember reading a couple of books whose characters have like, a *completely* different vibe in their original language compared to English
first fandom experience is all indeed a treasure-- i was always a lurker in my early days, but it is so nostalgic, isn't it? and hahaha totally not obsessed at all for me too *sweats and laughs as well*
it does feel like coming home :,)
for moi? how I got into detective conan? Goshhh it's weird because i have a very specific memory when I was younger of watching the rollercoaster episode in the english dub (censored blood and everything) at 2 AM on adult swim or something? And I was like, INTO the episode and the episodes following it so much, but then I never found it again! And then like, years later, I find the NEW episodes and start watching it, and then realize that's where that very specific memory came from! It was hard to find the old episodes at that time, but I searched high and low of the internet for them, eventually found them, and got into it! And, well... here we are too!
Oh! I feel like I should have a new question with every ask, so lemme ask another. You said Conan's usually your main focus (and honestly, probably with me too, he's the fandom's special lil guy), right? If you like making headcanons, do you have any personal headcanons for him?
I feel like I ask quite a few questions in these asks, haha, so don't be obliged to answer all of them~!
I love hearing your thoughts too, so I hope we talk again too! Sorry again for the wait, even if you said no pressure. Anywho, I hope you have a relaxing day ahead of you ^_^
HELLO THERE DARLING, I'M HAPPY TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!!
And thank you for letting me know!!! I'm currently GMT+1, and I will definitely keep my eyes peeled on that day. *vibrates excitedly*
Either way, it's coming your way! No way to stop it!
I also love how this sounds so positively ominous! *laughs*
And gosh, truly no problem! It's the least I could do! Thank YOU for your willingness to be my gifter and all your effort!
And it's certainly nice, having a job that doesn't stresses me out 24/7, and allows me to breathe. And one that I find joy in, so far. It really makes a difference.
And thank you, we are glad that no one got hurt. As for the car... *cringes* Let's say that we have some new expenses to think about. We'll... manage something.
Holidays are always super busy for us, and yeah, usually life has a way of striking around holidays for sure sdjfnfkjsg- (Partly why I decided to join this exchange: not happening in the holiday season, which means less stress and more time to have fun!)
I'm happy to hear things settled down a bit for you! May your February be great and blessed! <3
THE ELEMENTARY SQUAD AND OUR DEAR FAKE CHILDREN ARE GOOD AT THAT. I especially love how the friendship affects both sides: so much inspiration there, gosh.
Still doing the reread, yup! (Currently in the middle of the Okino Yoko case.) Going slowly thanks to me wanting to do way too many things at once and life being life and throwing unexpected responsibilities my way which I need to attend to.
Nothing truly new so far. Though, my opinion has been the same for a while on Olde VS New chapters. Cases used to feel more genuine, and had different vibes. They felt more organic in a way. New stuff is just... well, let's say I generally don't have a flattering opinion on new content. I tend to like little scenes or interactions, rather than the whole cases now. Somehow older cases feel like... even if they didn't advance the plot, they felt like there was a purpose to them, other than just stalling for time. Newer non-plot related cases feel a bit... empty? Transparent? I'm not sure what is the right word to describe it. (Perhaps the best way to put it that the heart/passion/love is missing from them?)
I personally tend to go back to older chapters a lot: there is just so much charm to them, and they bring me so much comfort. (Same with rewatching.)
But as I'm also rewatching the anime (oh dear) it's interesting to see the differences between the anime and manga. Earlier anime tends to deviate from manga in some cases (like adding the Detective Boys to the mix from episode 1, or changing some of the plot for certain cases), while in the middle-ground the anime includes extra scenes (which are not in the manga). Also one can observe how earlier episodes have a faster pace to fit 1 case into 1 episode (and thus cutting certain manga scenes), while later on they make episodes slower paced... But I'm realizing that I'm rambling again. *coughs* Moving on.
*taps chin* Given that information, I have a couple fics in mind. *nods* I need a bit of time to gather the fics I want to rec you, so I'll be getting back to this!
THIS ALSO REMINDS ME!!! THAT I HAVE READ AND CAUGHT UP TO THE MOST RECENT UPDATE IN FORGED! Gosh this fic, bless you for reccing it, I absolutely ADORE IT: the way the author took both stories and merged them in such an organic way, keeping the charm of both... Such great execution, and I'm in love with the character interactions in this, truly, thank you, I can safely say that this fic now made it onto my Eternal Favourites list.
And gosh, yes, I'm generally weak for the identity reveal trope ( and not just in DetCo, but others too, like Miraculous Ladybug or Danny Phantom).
And... I have very different answers for How It Would Actually Play Out and How I would Like It To Play Out.
A very short summary (sorry, had a long day and my battery is low, brain is slow) of how I imagine it would go in Gosho-Canon: Shinichi only tells Ran he was Conan (not the full extent of all, I think, just parts of it) only after the BO is down, Ran forgives him without much issue, and a most general happy ending. Marry, kids, and the like, or being back to the old everydays (but now dating). Kazuha might be told too, but I sort of think Gosho would gloss over that detail. I'm not sure how the Detective Boys would fair in this situation, I sort of feel their situation might be glossed over too.
As for how I would like it to play out: at this point in time Ran (and I want to think Kogorou too!) would have already figured the Shinichi=Conan thing out and stuck with that belief (HELLO, SUSPICION ARCS? ALSO OCCHAN IS A DETECTIVE AND EX-POLICE OFFICER?) OR Shinichi would have already told Ran (HELLO DESPERATE REVIVAL ARC? ALSO THE VERY FIRST NIGHT OF CONAN'S EXISTENCE?). And I want to think Kazuha would be in the know too, at this point. (Either told or figured it out herself.)
But if you mean without alterations to the current canon: I think Shinichi would finally tell Ran about PART of the situation (perhaps in a rush bc of danger or after BO take down) be it as Conan or Shinichi. I believe Ran would need a lot of time to think on this (all those lies, the gaslighting [I don't use the word lightly, I really think it applies here], the breach of trust), but I think she, being the kind, gentle yet strong soul she is, would forgive Shinichi. Shinichi would need to work hard to regain Ran's trust, but I think in the long run, they would work it out, since they are very important to each other (as I ramble about it in this particular Relationship Bingo ask, ShinRan is the ultimate example of the soulmate trope to me). Compared to how I imagine Gosho-Canon, this would take a lot more time. And this would also include telling the kids about the situation, and Occhan, and Kazuha too, and some of Shinichi's other allies too. (All the bonds and connections he made as Conan, gosh, GOSH, so many, I refuse, REFUSE to believe Shinichi would just let these bonds go. LIKE ONE TAKAGI WATARU!!!!)
Now I'm curious how you would see this go down, so I would like to throw back the question at you: how would you imagine (be it altered or not-altered from canon) the reveal play out?
I think what I love about the soulmate trope... is the potential. I love seeing various interpretations of the trope, be it romantic or platonic. How the concept of soulmates are treated in universe (is it common? is it rare? is it special? also what is the view on soulmates?) and by the characters themselves (do they see it as determinism? do they want to ignore it? are they fond of the concept? or even obsessed with finding their soulmate?), and what the people involved in the soulmate bond make of that connection.
And yes, there are so many good platonic soulmate fics in DCMK fandom! (I go on the hunt regularly so I know, haha.)
More Rosie Pics Incoming: LOOK AT MY TINY BABY GIRL.
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(And gosh, same, I Adore Dogs so much, SUCH DARLINGS THEY ARE and I'm weak-) And I've had her since she was a tiny fluffball -
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(God she used to be SO TINY. Well... Tinier.) - when we brought her home on one memorable May 1st, 10 (!!!!) years ago.
It was a pretty cool site for sure, and something very unique at the time (for Hungary at least). As for what was memorable and different... I guess some names and Heiji's accent! The fan-translator at the time tried to localize them.
It's not the manga, but since we have the first 2 seasons and the first movie of DetCo dubbed in Hungarian... Shinichi/Conan has more of a cheeky vibe to him, than in the original Japanese. And there are some really hilarious (in a good way) words and phrases he uses. So Much Attitude In Such A Small Body.
Very nostalgic indeed. :3
And I love how you have that very specific memory, especially of the first episode! *laughs* It is certainly a case that leaves an impression (high velocity decapitation kjdfnkjgnkd). Your story also reminds me of my first anime experience a bit. :')
And gosh, he is really the fandom's special lil guy for real (and I love that). And I sure do (and I adore headcanons)! But it's also late, and I have an early day tomorrow too, thus no headcanons today. Though, I will definitely include some headcanons about Shinichi/Conan together with my fic recs for you! -> EDIT: HERE IS THE POST WITH SOME RECS AND HEADCANONS!!!
Dear. Darling. Please. I LOVE QUESTIONS. I just tend to ramble too much, so it takes me time to answer (and of [free] time, I have a much smaller amount than I'd like), and I'm also easily distracted which doesn't help. So, ask as much as you'd like, and I'll try to answer as soon as I can manage!
Now a question for you: do you have a favourite case? If so, which one(s) and why?
Thank you for chatting with me (and also indulging me), and I'm very excited at the prospect of talking with you again soon! And no worries, as I said, no pressure and I meant it! <3
And *laughs* not much relaxing today, but I think I will have a good sleep if nothing else. :'D And perhaps I can catch a bit of relaxing tomorrow afternoon (hopefully)!
Whatever time it may be for you, I hope you are enjoying yourself, dearie!
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OG anti Bowie anon saying hello. After a busy three months or so I decided to revisit Tumblr and the total drama takes blogs. Well, imagine my surprise when I visit total-drama-takes and remember that it's not the total-drama-takes I spoke to McLovin to. Fortunately that moderator reblogged from mod Courtney(?) and so I remembered that that is McLovin's spiritual successor. But the post that linked me to mod Courtney from the total-drama-takes blog was in fact about total drama takes? It took some finding but I found some opinions. Sadly I'm a bit too busy to read fanfiction right now but it's my understanding that McLovin won the first season? Good writing choice. Oh and he's dating "Courtney" and the new total-drama-takes moderator? Honestly I'm really impartial to McLovin as I'm sure he was the one to dub me the OG anti Bowie anon. It's a shame no one seemed to like the fact he won.
Anyway, I feel kind of fraudulent. I did end up liking Bowie (I just binge watched season 2). I've got some time off this weekend so I might watch season 1.
Also, I need to confess. I was really annoyed that my (cis) partner with blond dyed hair cheated on me. Which is why I said only trans and non-binary people should be allowed to dye their hair. It was petty of me and I should have been mindful of excluding people. But I was just so, so hurt and total drama was my comfort show. So I just used a fandom space to vent and I apologize. I am so sorry.
ps if I moderate an anti Bowie takes blog, can I be in a season of Total drama takes?
regards
A CELEBRITY IN MY INBOX!
oh my god i can't believe it's been a whole year since td takes 2 imploded. january 11th...
mccourtney or whatever people call it are just friends! but he did win the first season yes, I'm glad you liked the choice (im definitely a fan of both endings but mclovins was never unearned to me... tho im biased)
also u r forgiven. i can't speak for cis people but im sure no one minds all too much. ur an icon to me
and ofc absolutely. we still need a roster for ttroti!
-joner
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ohh, that's too bad about your computer not being able to play dreamlight valley! i have heard that the game is supposed to have a mobile version, but i'm not sure if it's been released yet or not, so that could be something to look into. also, i can totally see that about tarzan wanting to dive right in and learn about everything around him. i'm sure that if jane were there with him she'd also be really excited to show him new things and help him with anything he didn't understand. oof, yeah, i didn't wanna be too harsh about wish in case you were still really looking forward to the movie, but i admit that my mixed feelings about it are more on the negative side. i like a couple of the songs, but they're riddled with strange and poorly written lyrics (for example, "i'm a star, watch out world here i are" or "i let you live here for free and i don't even charge rent") and some of them sound so generic that i just feel like i've already heard them before. after seeing the concept art and hearing about some of the ideas that didn't make it in, i ended up feeling like the movie had a lot of missed potential. it's a shame, especially since this was disney's 100th anniversary film. there is one other tarzan reference besides the shoutout in the credits, though, so definitely look out for that when you watch it! that's true about mark mancina, i see a lot of praise for tarzan's soundtrack that's specifically about phil collins, but mark created such a good score to go with his work. i'm really glad he got to work on moana as well. ooh i see, that does all sound pretty interesting! i love to read as well and pretty much always have a long list of things i'd like to read, and never enough time for all of them LOL. but i'll definitely have to add the tarzan novels to that list and try to check them out someday. are there any other tarzan movies you enjoy besides disney's version? -🌟
I looked, and is is available through Apple Arcade… but same problem, don't have a compatible device, lol. Not into computers/phones/etc enough to try and keep up with the latest. Would rather stretch my devices as long as I can and save the money for my collection. Oh well, maybe someday I'll play it. Would be so awesome to see more of Jane helping Tarzan learn new things though!
I agree with you on the lyrics, some of them are so bad!! I remember hearing those lines for the first time and feeling embarrassed for them. They sound like they're from a cheap bootleg ripoff, not from the most prestigious animation company in the world. They should be ashamed of themselves, they used to have incredible song lyrics.
That's awesome there's one other Tarzan reference though!! A very good reason to give it a watch!
Mark's score for Tarzan and Brother Bear are so beautiful. As soon as I saw he was doing Moana I knew I was going to love it!
Ah, the pain of never having enough time to read… and it always seems that when you do, you can't find anything to read! I'm currently halfway through the Asian Saga by James Clavell. I've read those books so many times I've lost count. I was about a third of the way through Shogun when I found out that there's a new FX series based on the book that's going to be on Disney+ at the end of February! Although I've finished reading Shogun since, I'm trying to finish reading the other 5 books before the series starts… I don't think I'm going to make it, lol.
I hope you enjoy the Tarzan novels if you get to read them!!
I haven't seen many other Tarzan movies, but I did really enjoy Greystoke with Christopher Lambert and Andie MacDowell. Of the ones I've seen it feels the closet to the books. And it has an unexpected connection to the Disney version… Andie MacDowell's voice was dubbed by Glenn Close, so it's like seeing Jane and hearing Kala!
Growing up I watched the Tarzan tv series starring Wolf Larson and Lydie Denier, which was my first introduction to Tarzan. It takes place in more modern times, and Jane was French in it. I watched it again a few years ago, and it was definitely not as good as I remember it being. But as a kid I found it thrilling, used to stay up until 3 am every Saturday to watch it!
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My 2022 Reading List
Here are my ratings and reviews of the books I read in 2022. You can read my top ten reads of the year here.
Five Stars
Shine Your Icy Crown by Amanda Lovelace
Another great book of poetry by Amanda Lovelace!
Working on a Song by Anais Mitchell
A must read for any Hadestown fans!
Four Stars
Daisy Darker by Alice Feeney
Alice Feeny writes what I have dubbed, Fast Food Thrillers. They are quick, you enjoy them but they don't hold as much value as a three course meal at a 5 star restaurant (or a 5 star critically acclaimed book). Often predictable with outlandish circumstances, these fast food thrillers are purely entertainment and much more enjoyable if you take it for what it is and try not to think too hard about it. With that said, this book surprised me! It went in a way different direction than what her other books do and I was pleasantly surprised by the twist.
The Drowning Kind by Jennifer McMahon
I think this was the first book I read in 2022 so I don’t remember all of it but I remember I liked it! It’s a slow novel with not a lot of thrills or chills but it was an engaging read nonetheless
The Counselors by Jessica Goodman
Goldie is a camp counselor with a dark secret. When a body turns up at the camp, she discovers that she isn’t the only one with secrets. This took more risks than a YA thriller usually does and I really appreciated that about it!
A Forgery of Roses by Jessica S. Olson
I got this in an Owlcrate and probably wouldn’t have picked it up otherwise but I’m glad I read it. I was really interested in the world of this book where some people are able to alter other’s appearances by painting them. Myra is one of these people and she finds herself in the middle of a gothic murder mystery when she is asked to paint a portrait of the governor's son. The mystery was intriguing and the world building fantastic.
The Mad Women’s Ball by Victoria Mas
This was a quick little read that focused on an interesting time in history. Asylums would sometimes throw their patients balls where the wealthy could come and gawk at them. Eugenie‘s bourgeois family sends her to the asylum for her ability to speak to the dead. She is determined to escape and sees the ball as her chance to freedom.
Nothing More to Tell by Karen M. McManus
Karen M. McManus’s books have been hit or miss for me. This was a hit in my opinion! Brynn’s favorite teacher was murdered four years prior to the start of the story and Brynn’s ex best friend, Tripp, was one of three students who found the body. Now Brynn is interning with a true crime show and she is determined to solve the case of her school’s infamous murder.
These Deadly Games by Diana Urban
Crystal gets a mysterious message one day that says she must play a game in order to save her little sister’s life. The dares start off innocent enough but slowly Crystal realizes that these tasks are meant to hurt her friends. This is definitely a book you have to suspend your disbelief for and just enjoy what it is. 
Spells for Forgetting by Adrienne Young
I’m not going to lie, I don’t really remember this book all that well but I liked it enough to give it 4 stars.
Son of the Shadows by Juliet Marillier
This is a sequel to Daughter of the Forest. This time we follow the daughter of our heroine from the first book. Daughter of the Forest is a retelling of The Six Swans but this and the other sequels are not based on fairytales.
The Swell (Also known as The Bay) by Allie Reynolds
Kenna is a surf boarder that gave up the sport after her boyfriend drowned. Now Kenna is visiting her best friend Mikki in Australia after she announces a sudden engagement. Mikki brings Kenna with her to a secluded beach where a cult-like group of surfers live for months on end. Kenna is intrigued by the place but other surfers have gone missing and Kenna can’t help but look to the others in suspicsion. I was on board for most of this but what was kind of bizarre was half way through it is revealed through another character’s point of view who was making the others disappear. So basically the twist was revealed to the audience halfway through but not the heroine until the end which made for a weird reading experience.
Unlock Your Storybook Heart by Amanda Lovelace
I didn’t love this one as much as Shine Your Icy Crown but still another fantastic read!
The Wicked Remain by Laura Pohl
This is a sequel to The Grimrose Girls which I freaking loved! Unfortunately, I did not like this one as much but it was still a solid read. What I liked about the first one was missing here and there was a lot of time spent figuring out what to do next with the plot not really going anywhere.
Three Stars
The Daughter of Doctor Moreau  by Silvia Moreno-Garcia
This book confused me. It’s based on the Island of Doctor Moreau but this time around, he has a daughter. My biggest issue with this book is I don’t know what it was meant to be. It is described as historical sci-fi. If you know the original story then you know there are animal mutants. They are here in this book but they act completely normal. It’s almost mundane and not the focus so I wouldn’t even classify this as sci-fi. Then with certain plot points, I figured it was about the romance. Wrong again! That went nowhere. Was it a coming of age story? Maybe, but I didn’t think there was enough of that either. This book just felt so random and I was pretty disappointed as I love this author’s other work.
His and Hers by Alice Feeney 
This was a fast food thriller through and through. TW: animal cruelty 
I’ll be You by Janelle Brown
I loved Janelle Brown’s debut novel but this one fell a little flat for me. Sam and Elli were twin child stars that often shared the same role. Now as adults, Elli has made herself the perfect homemaker while Sam struggles with addiction. But when Elli goes on a mysterious spa trip leaving behind an adopted two year old daughter, Sam is determined to get to the bottom of things. I really liked the flashbacks in the book to the twins' life as tv stars and found that the most interesting part of the book.
The Lighthouse Witches by C.J. Cooke
If you are expecting witches that live in a lighthouse, this ain’t it. This is told from 3 different povs. One of them is Liv, a single mother of three who is commissioned to paint a mural for a lighthouse. Liv and two of the daughters go missing and the third daughter, Luna, is left on her own for twenty two years. But then Luna is informed that her sister Clover was found. She is thrilled until she goes to pick her up and discovers that Clover hasn’t aged since she’s gone missing. A third pov takes the form of an old manuscript found and read by the eldest daughter that gives some insight into the lighthouse’s past. All three storylines eventually collide in a somewhat underwhelming conclusion.
Verity by Colleen Hoover
This was my first and last Colleen Hoover. Was this book good? No. Was it entertaining? Yes! And that’s why I put it in the middle because it did keep my attention and I wanted to know how it was all going to end. Was it worth it? Eh, you’d have to read it for yourself.
The Witch in the Well by Camilla Bruce
Two former friends reunite as adults but not as friends this time around. The two have a shared fascination with the town’s legend of the witch in the well. Honestly, this book was just underwhelming to me. I thought there’d be more witchy goodness but it really wasn’t and it left me wondering what the point of the story was.
Two Stars
The Maid by Nita Prose
This was a very popular novel and I’m honestly not sure why. A clueless maid finds a dead body while cleaning and gets sucked into the investigation. Right from the start, it is pretty obvious what happened and who did it but our main character has no idea so the rest of the novel is spent being angry at her for not figuring it out. I’m still not sure if the mystery was supposed to be so obvious to the reader but it clearly is. Now, the thing about this book is that the maid, Molly, while never outright stated, is portrayed as having stereotypical traits of autism. I can’t speak to whether or not it’s a good portrayal but looking at other reviews, the consensus is no. This whole read was just frustrating and surprisingly slow for a short book.  
Unrated- I have come to the decision as a 29 year old, that I will no longer be rating YA books unless it is a 4 or 5 star rating. My reasoning for this is that I am not the target audience. If I don’t fully enjoy a YA book, that’s on me for picking it up in the first place. I don’t need to bring the rating down for a book that was never intended for me in the first place. Some of the other books in this category I just couldn’t decide on a rating.
Dead End Girls by Wendy Heard
Maude is a teenage girl that is determined to fake her own death and escape to Europe. Her plan almost goes off without a hitch until her step cousin catches. Surprisingly, she demands that Maude take her with her and the two embark on an adventure to escape their unhappy lives. I picked this up because I liked the author’s first book but this one just came off as a little silly and non plausible. I think you can enjoy it if you suspend your disbelief but this just wasn’t for me.
Dracula by Bram Stoker
Participated in Dracula Daily this year. I really liked the first third with Jonathan stuck in the castle but everything else was underwhelming for me. I found myself skimming a lot towards the end but I’m glad that I read.
Even if We Break by Marieke Nijkamp
I was kinda onboard with this until the end where it turned into a goofy cartoon-esque murder mystery. The twist was really just not well done.
Gone to See the River Man by Kristopher Triana
I read this book in one sitting. Found it on reddit and was being described as one of the most disturbing books of the year. It was disturbing but it was also kind of ridiculous. We find out that our main character did some pretty horrific things in the past but she comes off as very normal in the present. Even her reasoning for the bad things she did felt very mundane and out of left field. For those that are curious I will save you time and provide spoilers under the cut. TW: Rape, incest, gore
Lakesedge by Lyndall Clipstone
Described as gothic, this was more of a fantasy about our main character having special powers and using them to defeat a big bad. I felt that the majority of this book was just dedicated to training for the big fight and ending on a cliffhanger. Nothing wrong with this book, it just wasn’t for me.
Long Live the Pumpkin Queen by Shea Ernshaw
A sequel to Nightmare Before Christmas from Sally’s pov. It was cute and I probably would have loved it in middle school. My only problem was Jack (and the rest of Halloweentown) are in a cursed sleep for most of it so we don’t get to see much interaction between the two.
Lord of the Flies by William Golding
I love the concept of this book but I found it weird how these kids reacted to be shipwrecked. They were so nonchalant about it. It felt weird and the escalation into them being wild felt very off to me.
Not Good for Maidens by Tori Bovalino
A modern retelling of Goblin Market. One of the POV was May who is a witch that must dedicate her life protecting mortals from the goblin market. For some reason she falls in love with one of the goblins who are portrayed more like the fae. This ends poorly and her and her sister must move to New York. The second POV is her niece, Lou, who has no knowledge of her heritage but must venture back to England to help save her other aunt from the Goblin Market. I found May’s story much more interesting than Lou’s. Lou’s story almost felt unnecessary. I felt like May’s story could have just been fleshed out more and made the main storyline. Like I said, she falls in love with a goblin but the two barely share any time together and there’s no reasoning behind them being in love other than the story demands it.
The Witch Haven by Sasha Peyton Smith
Frances is a poor seamstress in 1911 who due to an unfortunate accident, is whisked away to a school for witches. Here Frances learns about her past and how to control her magic. I don’t think this was a bad book and I might have enjoyed it more when I was younger. There was an annoying love triangle and an annoying twist villain that I saw coming. This wraps up in the end but hints at a sequel (which has since come out) but I didn’t like it enough to read it.
You’ll be the Death of Me by Karen M. McManus
This was a miss. Again, not bad, just not for me.
Gone to See the River Man spoilers
Lori is in love with a serial killer and sends him letters. Why? I don’t know, she just does. One day the killer gives her a task to go see the river man. Lori does so eagerly and brings along her sister who suffers from brain damage. This is portrayed (poorly) as her sister acting like a child. Via flashbacks we find out that her sister was once very popular and that she started to date the boy that Lori had a crush on. She sees them having sex on day and this inspires her to start raping their little brother. Yes, you read that right. How did we get from point A to point B? No idea. That’s just what she decided to do. Her little brother doesn’t want this and his increasing desperation and depression is hard to read about. One day the sister catches them doing the deed and Lori pushes her down a cliff to stop her from telling their parents causing the brain damage. And then the little brother commits suicide. How does this all affect Lori? I don’t know and neither does the author apparently. And that’s the problem because the Lori we know and the Lori in the past don’t match up. Lori is too normal despite all this and she really has no motivations for anything she does. The rest of the book is a bizarre journey down the river (complete with a racist portrayal of a boatman that helps for a time) and ends with an encounter with the river man. Is it supernatural or is Lori just insane? Doesn't matter, the book is almost over. She sacrifices her sister to the river man and then goes back home to find the serial killer had broken out of jail and is in her apartment (with the decapitated head of some random girl he murdered on the way). She happily goes to him as he prepares to kill her. The end. Do with this synopsis what you will.
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10 out of fucking 10 holy fucking shit balls did i fucking love this movie? 🤔 fuck it; don't care shit was great a-freaking-mazing, even holy fuck balls i need more of this now put it in my fucking veins
so yeah shit was pretty fucking good a bloody rollercoaster of an experience, let's say thank-fucking-you Jacob Geller for having that void of a beard in the first video i saw of yours led to the timeline where I actually watched a Tollywood/Bollywood film (finally) is this what missa been missin'? my whole life? or is this simply one of the greats? mah ass gon' find out, i know that 👍🏿
played the (thank god it's stereotypically so) dance scenes a second time each time just to read the lyrics watching the last one for a 3rd time while i type this >.>
y'all, this some pumped up shit o'mah'god wanted to fucking dance, this shit go so hard glad i played Raji: An Ancient Epic already wouldn't have understood the matter with the bow well, i guess i only barely understand it; let's be honest [i'm now watching the Desi Naach (nacho) dance for the 3rd time]
Naaacho nacho nacho nacho nacho nacho vidi naaacho!~ mofos did a great job with these dance scenes and i appreciate seeing that one thick lady during the Desi Naach so much plot happening in that scene; fo'real love it shit's like a spiritual/religious/praise scene in a Madea play... but fuckin' LIT! they totally had a stand, btw part of me is thinking we did something similar to the Nacho dance-off when we were kids, but the other part is like "nah, you wish, homie"
real talk, y'all, don't let nobody spoil the shit that happens in this beautiful experience
back to the bros, though that was some heartfelt shit portrayed throughout don't remember the last time i saw something like it tbh 🤔 Akhtar reminded me of Angry Joe in a few scenes, which was interesting
watched Hindi dub with English subtitles need to see it in Telugu, though >.> zee5.com, here i come (subs or not)  
ah, should talk about the cartoonishly evil Euros 💀 well done they played those roles well and that's all I'm gonna say about that :3
starting to wonder the significance of some of the actors, especially the Euros like, surely some are really famous and fill seats by being on the poster oh shit, and Malli can act; gawd damn
love how the ladies were getting their dresses dirty and not giving a fuck shit looks too fun
Just remembered (upon the umpteenth replay of Desi Naach), the drumming gave me Turn Down for What vibes, so I'm wondering if India inspired the video at all 🤔 Could've been vice versa actually
yeah, i'm pretty sure i fucking love it The Favorites List The Intimate List The Blind List (1/5) The Get Off Your Couch List The Romance List (bromance)
Ram has some serious Jason Momoa vibes going on at a certain point this whole movie: Dude wanna bro; Ladies wanna have fun it's a good thing nobody was wearing heals at that part o.o
Seriously, I need to stop playing Desi Naacho on repeat so I can go to sleep. (found it on YouTube; don't you dare!) :x
Holy shit, nobody gets sexualized at all except for the Ram (Raju) & Akhtar (Bheem) sweet
y'all, i just realized that 3 hours flew by like 2 while watching this
went in knowing nothing btw; highly recommend knowing very little
(Moderate Spoilers)
love the portrayal of real life superheros (basically) like, what if Superman was Indian and just had an unreasonable amount of super-strength that's these two mofos (with the combat skills of Batman and Green Arrow) glad i didn't realize while watching that there wouldn't be a third guy; Ram played his villain role well, so the reveal was a nice twist for me
oh shit, Akhan pours liquid as bait twice in the movie trust; nice shit, the scratches on the back again... huh 🤔 i'mma need somebody to CinemaWins this with cultural and religious explanations
(Major Spoilers)
thank Radha both these beautiful fuckers lived 🥺 i like dark endings, but fuck dat noise damnit so many bloody fakeouts; i hated it in the moment, but i loved it after real talk, though; Ram is handsomer, but Akhtar looks better with his shirt off
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Accidental Turn-Ons; Hawks x Dom! Reader
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Genre: angst to fluff to smut
Type: Oneshot
Summary: Hawks returns home from a mission, clearly exhausted, and you take the time to give him a little massage! However, it doesn’t quite have the effects you expected.
Word Count: 3.5K
Warnings: minor dub-con (Y/n doesn't know that what they're doing is sexual for Hawks), stress, minor injuries, Keigo's adorable bird tendencies, sexual innuendo, dom y/n, wing play, feather play, nicknames, edging, dacryphilia, handjobs, aftercare
Other: Yo this might actually be my best smut yet
Inspiration: This was actually inspired by my own piece of work, MHA Characters + Their Biggest Kinks where I spoke about Hawks’ wing and back kink and how it relates to his avian traits.
Taglist: @smolchildfangirl @mandalorian-baby-bird @waffleareniceandfluffy @catcherisvibin @thesubtlewhore @popcatx0
You paced the living room, glancing between the TV and the door. The news station had cut away from the fight five minutes ago, which meant your boyfriend was either in the hospital getting treated for any injuries he might have sustained, dealing with fans, dealing with paperwork, or on his way home.
Your phone buzzed and you raced to grab it off the couch, fearing an incoming call from the hospital, or a news alert about the well-being of the man you loved.
You bit the inside of your cheek as you realized it was just an email from work, not even marked important. You tossed your phone back onto the couch with a groan.
Wasted build-up. Your mind grumbled
Your eyes flicked back to the TV, watching as the reporter rambled on about yet another stupid thing America had going on as you waited for something, anything to happen. Right when you were getting ready to pick your phone back up from the couch cushions when you heard a light tap tap tappity tap against the thick glass of the sliding glass door that led to your balcony.
You dashed across the living room, accidentally knocking a chair over as you raced to reach the sliding glass door that led to the balcony. You'd recognize his special knock any day, even if he changed it all the time whenever he forgot it. You always had patience with him, you knew he had too many things on his mind with Hero Work to always remember a random knock.
You grabbed the handle, yanking the door open with a wide grin, finally laying eyes on your bird boy. He had a hand stuffed in his pocket, the other rubbing at the back of his neck.
"Hey, Y/n. So sorry I'm late, been flying all day so naturally I'm a little sore. No excuse for missing movie night but-"
"I'm just so glad you're here!" You exclaimed, taking his cheeks in your hands and rubbing at his cheekbones. "I'm so sorry you're hurting, come inside I'll get a heating pack, or a cooling pack, maybe some lotion and I could give you a massage." You babbled, tugging him inside.
"A massage and some cuddles sound great," he sighed, eyes tired. You never liked the fact that Keigo was a hero. He worked too hard, too much, and for so long. He was still young, he should be appreciating life and spending time on himself and with his lover and not with the commission. "Oh I uh, I found this for you."
He took one of your hands off his face, taking his other hand out of his pocket and pressing something cold and smooth into your palm. You opened your fingers, a soft smile growing on your face at the sight of a smooth pretty white rock with grey and black speckles.
"Oh, Kei, this is beautiful. I love it~" you pressed a kiss to Keigo's cheek, loving the way he trilled. He was always so excited to pick up random items he found pretty or interesting, and he'd always give them right to you. It was truly adorable, you loved his gifts. His wings fluttered in happiness for a moment before he winced slightly in pain, happiness vanished in a reminder of his stress from the day.
"Ouch, okay, sitting down time," he muttered, stumbling past you to flop down on the couch. You grabbed the lotion from the kitchen counter (you kept it there for whenever he came home with sore muscles). You set the stone down on the coffee table, tapping it twice in a small show of affection before sitting next to Keigo.
"Shirt off Birdie," you said, squirting some lotion into your palm before rubbing them together.
"Hey, at least buy me a drink first," he chuckled, tugging his jacket off and peeling off his tight hero shirt. You sighed, deciding not to comment on his tacky flirting, knowing you'd been dating for almost a year now.
He turned his back to you, crossing his legs. He folded his wings, lowering them to give you access to his shoulders and shoulder blades. You pressed your fingers against one of his shoulders, finding a large knot almost immediately. You heard him hiss, and your frown increased.
"I know it hurts but it will hurt a lot less when I'm finished," you told him, pressing a gentle kiss to the nape of his neck. The hair there rose against your skin, a shiver shooting down his spine. You blinked, confused at his reaction. Maybe it was uncomfortable for him. You resolved not to kiss there again.
You continued to rub against his tightened muscles, listening to his soft hisses and groans. You pulled away after about six minutes, picking up the lotion bottle and squirted some more into your palms.
"Hey, when you finish with mm~ when you finish with that shoulder could you do around my wing joints? Down my spine, y'know?"
"Are there muscles there?" you asked, most people didn't have muscles down their spines, usually it was just the ridges of said bones.
"Yeah, I do," he explained quickly. You nodded pressing into his knot, slowly working down when it eased up. You moved your fingers downwards, feeling his shoulder blades and spine before reaching his wings joints. He shuddered, similar to when you kissed his neck, but a little larger. You hummed, pressing your fingers down and finding another knot, right where his skin turned to bright red feathers.
"Oh, yeah, yeah right there that's perfect." You glanced back up at him, confused, he didn't usually speak when you massaged him, he'd also never asked for a massage so close to his wings, he was usually very cautious about having his wings touched. Maybe he'd just gotten tired of dealing with wing pains by himself, it was probably a lot different from other knots.
"I'm so sorry you have to deal with this," you cooed. "You really deserve a break, it's not healthy to work this hard all the time."
"I know, Little Feather, but it's nng- n-not my fault. The citizens need me." he panted. You sighed, moving your other hand to work out both wings' knots at the same time.
Keigo's head flopped forward, and his hand flew up to slap over his mouth, holding back a soft whine. You lifted an eyebrow in suspicion, there were only a few times when you heard him make noises like that.
Slowly, you pressed your fingers down closer to the underside, right over a few of his downy feathers.
"Oh fuck~" he hissed.
"Okay, that's it." you lifted your hands away from them, holding them in the air. "What the hell's going on with you?" His head whipped around so fast you were surprised it was still attached to his neck. His golden eyes widened, pupils blowing out, nearly completely covering the honey iris.
"W-what?" he exclaimed, feathers puffing up.
"I'm sorry if I seem mad, I'm not, I'm just- very confused. You're literally moaning. I am giving you a massage and you're moaning. Explain."
His cheeks dusted over in pink, and his eyes fell down to his lap.
"Okay uh- fuck I- this was not how I planned on telling you, erm- I promise I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable-"
"Keigo, it's alright, I'm not uncomfortable, just confused. Take a breath darling,"
"Okay, okay, okay." he took a deep breath. "My wings and back are... sensitive, like- in a sexual way. It's why I never let you touch them, I didn't want you to get uncomfortable with that."
"Oh Keigo, you should have just told me, it's perfectly alright, you know I love you, and I love your bird traits. I'm not uncomfortable with this." you smiled sweetly, pressing a hand to his cheek.
"You're- you're not?" he glanced back up at you, golden eyes filled with hope.
"Not in the slightest. To be honest, I don't see why anyone would be uncomfortable with it. It's just another erogenous zone, like someone's neck, ears, or nipples would be. And lots of people keep those bits on display."
"Thanks," he murmured, rubbing his nose against yours. "That does make me feel better, but uh- there's something else.." he trailed off, nervous.
"Your obvious boner? I was gonna leave you to take care of that yourself, but I'll gladly do it for you if you'd like."
"Oh uh-" his cheeks brightened as if attempting to match the tone of his wings. "I would very much like that," he admitted, offering you a slightly nervous smile.
"Anytime, Birdie~" you stood up, hands landing on either side of his waist as you pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. "But I would very much like to experiment with those wings of yours, see what we can do with them. Just how far can we go?" You smirked at him, tongue darting out to moisturize your lips. Keigo let out a soft breath, shifting against the couch to make room for the tent in his pants.
"I- I have thought about using them before- my feathers can move fast, so they can act as a vibrator if I focus, but I could never use it on myself. I know I'd get distracted, then the feather would stop moving, then I'd have to start all over again. I'd basically just be edging myself all night. I know I'd just give up and jerk off."
"I can work with that~" you pressed your lips against his, surprising him. He whined into the kiss, hands flying up to fist your shirt.
Unfair. He thought, he already had his shirt off, and he knew he'd be naked in just a few minutes, but you hadn't taken anything off yet. Knowing you, you would stay clothed just to tease him. The most you would do was lift your shirt a little to show him your stomach before quickly covering it again. That was what you usually did when you dommed. At least for the foreplay.
You pressed the tip of your tongue against his lips, pushing past his defensive barrier of shiny white teeth, perfect for the press, and you licked along the top of his mouth. His whole body shuddered against yours, his hips jerking upwards.
You grabbed his thigh with one hand, squeezing. A warning, he knew, against bucking up again, against disobeying. He tasted your saliva, feeling it pool onto his tongue. His eyes finally drooped closed, enjoying the taste of leftover's from last night's dinner on your tongue.
He whined against the back of your mouth, feeling you move your other hand up towards his back. He already knew what you were going to do. Without pulling away from the kiss, you plucked a feather about the size of his hand from his wings, running a finger down the stem, brushing it against the little red bristles. Soft against your finger, yet forcing Keigo's restrained cock to grow even harder than he ever thought possible.
You slowly pulled back from the kiss, taking his lower lip hostage between your teeth, tugging it as far as it could go before finally releasing it. You felt Keigo's hot breaths fanning out across your face, and your grin only grew. You loved breaking him apart, the strong, well-put-together Hawks was an act only for the cameras, only you could ever know the real him, the horny, whiny, needy baby he truly was.
"Look at you, falling apart already? I've barely done shit to you."
"Fuck- that's just 'cause it's you~" he purred
"Flattery won't get you anywhere, doll." Your shit-eating smirk only grew, and Keigo could feel himself melting into the couch cushions. "C'mon, take 'em off, you're a big boy, I'm sure you can do it yourself."
He nodded, hands flying away from your shirt and grappling with his belt buckle faster than you could say 'Hawks.' He tossed his belt behind the couch, not caring if it hit anything, and quickly shimmied out of his pants and underwear, letting them pool around his ankles. His cock slapped against his stomach, six inches and throbbing.
Looks like his prediction was correct. He was naked. You were not. You didn't look like you were planning on undressing anytime soon, which left Keigo feeling slightly disappointed. However, any negative emotions vanished the second you ran his bright red feather down his nose, over his lips, then under his chin. He knew immediately you were trying to lift his face with the feather, despite the single feather not being strong enough by itself, not unless it was under his control. But he was not in control, you were, and fuck it if that wasn't the best part.
"Good boy~" you praised him, sliding a hand up his bare thigh, brushing it carelessly close to his dick. He bit his lip, eyes flicking between your hand and your eyes.
"Please, please touch me," he whispered, slightly embarrassed by the situation. It had been a long while since you'd last had sex, and an even longer while since you had been the dom. He'd all but forgotten how to properly beg. You could tell.
"Come on, doll, I know you can ask me nicely, or at least better than that." He groaned, hands gripping your hips and attempting to tug you into his lap, a plan formulating in his head that ended in an amazing thighjob. But his plans never worked, not at least with you involved. No, you were too stubborn, one of the many things he loved about you. But not really in this precise situation.
"Nah ah ah~ hands off the merchandise." Your hand squeezed his thigh again, twice this time. That was all he needed to let go. He found purchase in a nearby pillow, moving it behind him and tugging on the little dangly bits on the corners. He forgot what they were called but he was ninety-five percent sure it started with a 'D' or something.
"Fuck, please, I need it, you know I need it, I-I've been nothing but good all day, please touch me, please~" He whined, eyebrows furrowing. That plus his reddened cheeks made just the cutest face. You couldn't wait to make his eyes go crooked and for him to drool.
"That's it, good boy~" You ran the tip of the feather up his cock, circling the tip. He shivered in response, biting back a loud moan. "Come on, don't make me mad, vibrate yourself with your feather~" you cooed, teasing tone making his stomach churn in the best way possible.
He bit his lip, looking down at the feather slowly circling the tip of his dick. It had already nudged his foreskin downwards, leaving the red skin fully exposed. He took a deep breath, trying to block out your presence, and how hard he was, just focusing on the single red feather, twirling around in loops.
He felt it twitch against his skin, before finally starting to shake, then at last it was vibrating. He twitched it away from his dick, slightly nervous about how it might feel. You sighed, pressing it directly onto the little hole at the tip.
"Ghhh- oh fuckkkkk~" he moaned, pressing his head against the couch cushions. It felt better than he ever possibly could have imagined. Feeling the feather on his dick, his dick against his feather, it was double the pleasure. He whined loudly when the vibrations suddenly stopped. "Nooooo I want it, bring it back, please," he begged, looking up at you with wide eyes.
"Doll I didn't even do anything. You lost focus. You gotta try a little harder." you said, tapping the feather against him again. Pre-cum stuck to it, making red glisten with a little bit of white. He cursed at the sight (and feeling) of his own pre on his feather.
Soon enough, it started to buzz again. And you put it back on him. This time, you traced it up and down his base, running it over the tip again. One of his hands flew up to his mouth, knuckles pressing against his lips. His hips bucked up against the vibrating feather.
"Ooooohhhhhh fuckfuckfuckfuck so goooood~" he moaned loudly. Again, the buzzing stopped without warning. "Nooo fuck no! I need it please fuck!" He looked like he was on the verge of tears- no way it was really that good. You'd have to ask him to use his feathers on you sometime.
"I know baby, I know," you ran your fingers through his hair, tugging lightly. His breath hitched, golden eyes filling with tears of pleasure. "But you gotta focus to get it done, okay?" he nodded, wiping his tears, but he only managed to spread the warm, salty liquid over his face, making him appear even more debauched.
How cute
You wrapped your hand around his dick when it started to vibrate again, the feather curled up between your palm and his dick. Slowly, you began to jerk him off, feeling the feather vibrate faster than you'd felt any toy vibrate, and his dick throbbing and pulsing against you left you feeling like you just might cum in your pants.
"FUCK!" he shouted, back arching off the couch. One of his legs flew upwards, toes curling around the air. He was shaking at this point, looking like he was just on the verge of cumming. "Oh, Godddd fuckkkmeeeee~" he wailed, tears overflowing and falling down his flushed cheeks.
"No god's gonna fuck you, darling, only I will because you belong to me. Isn't that right?" You pulled on his hair and his moans grew louder, the vibrations intensifying, which you thought was impossible at the rate it had been buzzing against your skin and his.
"Youuuuu fuck- I- I belong to youuuu~" he moaned, hiccuping a little.
"Fuck, you're so fucking cute like this, so adorable when you fall apart beneath me, gonna break soon?" He sniffed loudly, nodding. His moan broke out into a disappointed wail when the vibrations stopped again. He tried to get it to move but it just wasn't going to. You opened your palm, revealing the feather, the stem bent awkwardly. Hawks sighed, sadness filling his eyes.
"I was just 'bout to cum too..." he whimpered.
"Oh, you'll still cum. We don't need anything else between us anymore~" you tossed the feather aside before spitting into your palm, beginning to jerk him off again. It certainly didn't feel nearly as good as it did with the feather, but at this point, he was so close he just couldn't give two fucks about how good it felt, just that it would get him where he needs.
"Oh yes yes yes fuck yes more more- gonna cum gonna cum ooooh fuck baby you're gonna make me cum!" He cried out, bucking up into your hand, sobbing as pre ran down the sides of his dick and onto your fingers.
You pulled him to you by his hair, loving the loud moan he let out from the pain. You pressed your lips right up against his ear.
"Then fucking cum, my baby boy~" you purred seductively. Moments later, his whole body spasmed, legs shaking violently and wings flaring outwards. He wailed, screaming as he finally came into your hand, white ribbons landing on his legs, stomach, and even a little on the couch. Subconsciously, he knew he'd have to clean that up later, but he was not about to worry about that right now.
"Godamn! If that wasn't the hottest thing I've ever seen!" you exclaimed, truly in awe at just how good his orgasm looked. He had gone limp, flopped back against the couch, and panting. You pulled your hand away from his dick, licking away the bits of cum from your skin before sitting down next to him, tugging his body closer to you.
"Unf, that was the best damn orgasm of my life," he murmured, voice a little hoarse.
"Looked like it, you alright darling? Can I get you anything? Water, blankets, bath?" You worried a little, hoping you didn't completely brain-fuck him.
"Jus' some cuddles." his head flopped down on your shoulder, eyes fluttering shut as he yawned.
"Hey birdie, don't fall asleep on me," you chuckled. "We still gotta get you all cleaned up and put in bed."
"Not... a problem..." he whispered, breath tickling your skin as he nodded off.
"Heh, that's a problem," you smiled affectionately. He deserved his rest. You resolved to stay still for a little while, then clean him up as gently as you could before carrying him to bed. He wasn't that heavy, after all. "I love you, my darling Keigo~" you whispered, resting your head on top of his and closing your eyes.
Maybe the mess could be cleaned tomorrow, you were also very tired.
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