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sunwarmed-ash · 3 months

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SS Poll Winner: The Eden Club

Can't say I'm not surprised. Thank you guys for being so patient with this one, it's coming along! Here's a smutty preview as a treat

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(sinful sunday deferred this week, I have a craft show)

Here are also two other sneak peaks of the last chapter I've already posted: preview 1, preview 2

Ch 16: Take this to your grave, and I'll take it to mine.

The first couple days after the truth(s) comes out and the three are left with no choice but to process, are tough on everyone as they attempt to regulate back to baseline. But it's worth it, because as it turns out, none of them are happy when one part of the triangle isn't.

It's October now, Gavin’s more or less moved back into his house and Sumo’s happier than a fucking clam now that the house is full of sound and body heat again. Hank returns that sentiment. He can honestly say he’s been feeling more like a whole person again.

Tonight, they are all sitting on the couch watching the first season of True Detective, because Gavin insisted. Now that they are suspended, they’ve got alot of free time. And too much free time for Hank or Gavin can be dangerous. Hank finds himself already falling subject to plotting Reynolds ultimate demise every free moment he gets, but for Con’s sake, Hank’s trying not to make a big deal out of it. Because no matter what, if his actions hurt Connor more than it helps him, Hank ain't gonna do shit.

And speaking of Connor, the android next to him is flushed and Hank can hear his internal fans kick on, working overtime by the sounds of it to cool his suddenly overheating system.

“You okay Con?” Hank asks, concern growing by the second.

“Yes,” Connor lies, tight lipped. His cheeks are bright pink, even Hank can even tell that in the evening, tv lit darkness.

“You sure? You're flushed,” Gavin points out.

“Ye-s” Connor hiccups, pupils dilating, clearly focusing on something that was not in the room. “V’s… sending me… pictures.” Connor finally confesses with a very specific kind of pant.

Hank feels his cock twitch in his pants as his grin splits his face.

“Pictures eh?” He asks.

“Whoa, like dirty pictures?” Gavin asks, voicing Hank’s suspicions.

“...Yes,” Connor gasps as he seemingly gets another one. “Fuck,” Connor whines and his fingers slip over the fabric of the couch cushion he’s sitting on and squeezes. And then, when another came through Connor sobs and the thin material under his fingers tears audibly.

“You just get another?” Hank chuckles.

“Yeeees,” Connor gasps, eyes staring forward, “A video. Fuck, Hank, I’m sorry about the couch.”

“So we buy another one,” Hank shrugs because a replacement couch is the last thing on his mind.

“Can you tell us about it?” Gavin asks hopefully.

Connor is quiet for a moment, and then,

“Fuck. Y-Yes.”

“Can we touch you while you do?” Gavin asks and Connor lets out a strangled sounding moan.

“Please,” Connor begs, his knees rubbing against each other in efforts to get some much needed friction.

“What are they doing?” Hank asks, taking over the dialogue while Gavin sinks to his knees in between Connor’s legs.

“Playing with themselves,” Connor pants, sitting on his hands to not cause any further casualties.

Gavin’s hands make quick work of undoing Connor’s pants and pull them down to his feet. Hank’s moves a little closer too, resting his large hand over the back of Connor’s neck, chuckling when the androids skin peels back automatically to expose the port.

“How are they playin’ baby?” Hank asks, starting his own teasing trail across the sensitive port with his fingertips without ever pushing inside.

Connor’s entire body shudders under their combined touches.

“They’re fucking into a fleshlight, telling me how it’s nothing compared to my ass.”

“I mean, they’re right,” Gavin shrugs before moving to lick the first drops of pre cum dripping down Connor’s cock.

Connor moans loudly.

“Can I send V a picture of you?”

Connor’s question causes a joint groan from both Gavin and Hank.

“Phck yeah,” Gavin says, “hang on though, let me get in position.”

Connor and Hank assume Gavin’s just gonna change his stance on his knees. Instead he pushes Connor's bare legs apart, as open as they can go before sucking down every inch of Connor’s cock into his mouth. Gavin then makes a show of locking his wrists behind his back before looking up at Connor with the biggest, neediest eyes anyone’s ever seen. Surprising the hell out of them both.

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ Gav,” Hank pants, breaching the port in Connor’s neck with just the first knuckle of his finger.

“Oh my god,” Connor agrees, “please, d-don’t stop, either of you,” he begs and then suddenly he’s shuddering through an unexpected orgasm. Gavin’s mouth continues to suck him through it. Mouth torturing the head until Connor pleads for him to stop.

Hank’s finger comes free of the port and rests on the back of Connor’s neck, waiting for their android to come back online.

“You know I’ve never asked this but is this shit safe to swallow?” Gavin asks, now 10 seconds too late if not.

“Yes,” Connor laughs, post sex grin on his face, “it’s a non-toxic lubricant.”

Hank chuckles and kisses Connor’s temple, the side where his LED used to be.

Gavin is still on the floor, and Hank wonders if he’s waiting for something. When Hank finally makes eye contact with Gavin he just juts out his chin towards Hank’s crotch. When Hank’s eyebrow raises in question Gavin says,

“Take em off.”

Hank did not need to be told twice.

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cheiyunn · 1 year

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Raison d'être ［Part 1］

~Epsi bandhouse~

~Phone call~

Reiji: Yes, this is Karasuma. Ah, Duck River`s secretary? It has been a while

Sekkun: Indeed it has been a while. Is now a good time to speak?

Reiji: Yes..?

Sekkun: Next week, there will be a party held at the company. We would like for all of Epsilon phi to be present, does that sound doable from your end?

Reiji: Is that so, what kind of party is that?

Sekkun: To tell that truth, not even I have been fully informed. I intend to invite the other band as well, and the president has requested of me to have you all present as well

Reiji: The president?

Sekkun: Yes. Possibly for a lovely surprise of sorts

Reiji: I understand, we will consider it

-Phone call ends-

Reiji: -that was what was discussed on the call. You all have your schedules free on that day right?

Tadaomi: I`m good, though I wonder what sort of party it will be. I look forward to it

Kanata: Here here~ I`m also o-kay~! You`re going too right bro?

Haruka: Shut it.

Kanata: Oh bro~ Are you in a sour mood again-

Haruka: I keep telling you to piss off and stop talking to me!

Haruka: Hurry up and finish what you were saying

Reiji: While what will be discussed has not been revealed, as far as I understand, it would be best to be present. You are okay with that right, Shu?

Shu: Why would they hold a party now of all times..? How annoying~

Reiji: Our presence is a request from the president himself so it would be good to at least show up

Shu: Hm? It's not like I care anyways~ And anyways, recently I haven't seen papa at all, is he in a good mood perhaps~? Goodness, adults are always so full of themselves

Reiji: The press will also be present at the party, it may be good to partake in a few questions. Recently we`ve been focusing mainly on livestream performances and haven’t really done any stand out activities.

Tadaomi: That reminds me.. Argonavis has also been doing street performances, it seem that they cut ties with Duck Rivers

Shu: That seems so, how pitiful~

Tadaomi: How did they feel.. Maybe as expected, quite sad?.. Or maybe, they felt frustrated?

Haruka: Who knows. They’ve been thrown around alot with the company so it must have been difficult

Kanata: What? I don’t give a crap anyways. More importantly, does that mean that Gyro and Furai will have continued support or.. I don’t get it. Why does the company keep giving benefits to those shitty bands.

Shu: Yeah

Kanata: Ah- Shu-kun sorry! Its not like a wanted to badmouth your papa

Shu: I don’t mind, It seems like he has something in plan anyways~ But I don’t really want to know either~

Tadaomi: Since LRFes got suspended, there haven’t been many chances to meet the other bands.. Its been all so boring

Reiji: If we participate in this upcoming party, we may be able to get insight into the current workings of Duck River and its surroundings. Regardless of that everyone, make sure to leave your schedules open

Haruka: How annoying..

Shu: I wonder whats in store~ I’ll keep my expectations up for now

~FuRai bandhouse~

Fuuta: Aoi! Seconds!

Aoi: Hold on Fuuta! You haven’t finished everything on your plate yet. On Curry day, you need to finish everything on your plate first remember!

Yamato: Aoi, I ate everything so, seconds. It doesn’t need to be curry, you can just give me white rice

Misaki: Ain’t that just white rice on more white rice! Where’s the side dish gone?

Kohei: Can’t you guys eat a little quieter? I want to make an announcement but if it's like that, nothing will be heard right?

Fuuta: Ko-nii, what happened

Misaki: I’m always down for a fun story

Yamato: The crop season is already past but has a new form of rice been announced?

Aoi: Oh come on everyone pipe down! Okay Ko-nii, go on!

Kohei: Actually, we’ve been invited to a party hosted by Duck River next week. Some sort of announcement is going to be made, so FuRai must be present is what they said

Fuuta: A party means a festival of some sort right? Sounds fun!

Misaki: That Duck River has been giving us little jobs here and there, and overall has been lookin’ out for us after all. And to add to that now a party invite?

Kohei: Yeah, they said that we must be present but I wanted to discuss it with everyone first

Aoi: I think it's good, and it's nice to greet those at the company too

Misaki: Since its a pretty established company’s party, surely nothing bad’s gonna happen right? I’m down

Yamato: Me too, as long as I can eat alot of white rice, I’ll go along

Fuuta: Me too me too, as long as it sounds fun

Kohei: I got it, then I’ll reply that we’ll be attending

Aoi: At that party, will the other bands be joining as well?

Kohei: Nope, from what I’ve heard at least. But all I’ve been told is that FuRai must be present on orders from the president. I don’t know the reason

Yamato: I see. But why is the company being so kind to us. It may be out of pocket, but there are other bands more popular than us out there

Misaki: Yeah, there's alot of bands better than us too

Kohei: To be honest, I was wondering about that too..

Fuuta: Well well, its good to be friendly with kind people, I’m looking forward to it!

~At party~

Reiji: Shu, what do you want to drink? Food as well, if there is anything you fancy I will bring it over

Shu: Hmm.. what to drink..

Shu: Oh? Isn’t that those FuRai onii-sans ?

Kanata: Geh.. seriously? I kinda really don’t wanna see their faces..

Fuuta: Ah! Y’all are also here!

Reiji: Everyone, it has been a while

Tadaomi: Kaminoshima-san, you seem well. Sakutaro-san as well..

Fuuta: Yup! Since its a party, I made Sakutaro all sparkly and-

Kohei: Fuuta. Stand back. You guys were also called here it seems.

Haruka: To do what isn’t clear though

Yamato: *Face stuffed with food* Nijou, band meetups have been a while. There’s alot of white rice so I don’t think its a bad party

Misaki: *Face stuffed with food* plus the foods good! If y’all don’t hurry it up, the meats gonna be all gone!

Fuuta: *Face stuffed with food* Really?! Aoi, I cleared my plate nicely so can I get seconds?!

Aoi: Oh come on.. Don’t talk with your mouth full! Do you have no class..

Shu: Aha~ Whenever I see you you’re always stressed out with taking care of others~ Is it possible, that you’re better at that than music?

Aoi: Well..

Sekkun: I apologize for interrupting everyone’s nice talk. This is a greeting from today’s party’s host, Duck River’s president Ujigawa. Please turn your attention to the stage.

Kohei: Seems like somethings about to start, you guys, stay quiet okay?

Ujigawa Gen: Everyone, we would like to extend our gratitude to everyone for attending despite being so busy. Today, we are here to give Duck River’s habitual thanks alongside an important announcement, hence we have decided to use this event. It may be a humble party however we do hope you all are enjoying yourselves.

-Crowd claps-

Fuuta: Did humble mean big and sparkly?

Aoi: Shh-!

Ujigawa Gen: More concise information will be released at the later press release however, soon, a new band will be debuting from our company. They performed spectacularly during the LRFes, a band many of you may already be aware of; Fujin Rizing.

-Spotlight turn on-

Fuuta: Uwa-! So bright!

Misaki: Waa I can’t see a thing!

Aoi: What is this, a spotlight?!

Yamato: Oi. Didn’t he just say debut?

Kohei: We’re going to.. debut?

Ujigawa Gen: Fujin Rizing, come up onto the stage

Sekkun: Everyone, please this way

Kohei: Ah, okay

Fuuta: *Making eating noises*

Aoi: Come on, Fuuta! Everyone else as well, leave your plates at the table!

Ujigawa Gen: They are today’s party’s main characters, Fujin Rizing! An applause.

-clap-

Ujigawa Gen: Within the sea of bands, they have the most potential shown.I myself have fallen in love with them. Duck River will now be supporting them.

Fuuta: Eh? Me? Uhm.. I’m FuRai’s vocal, Kaminoshima Fuuta. I don’t get the hard parts but this just means that we’ll be able to excited everyone even more now right? Ah, if thats the case then we’ll do our best, its a pleasure to be working with you! Eheheh~ when I’m holding a mic it makes me feel like singing, hey, is it okay to perform one song? Yokatai Ikubai-

Kohei: C’mon give me the mic! Our apologies, we are also a bit surprised as well. We will do our best to answer everyone's expectations. From now forth, we look forward to working with you. C’mon you guys, say your respects.

FuFai: We look forward to working with you!

Ujigawa Gen: That is all for today’s announcements. With Duck River’s backing, they will most definitely reach the top. From now forth, we look forward to your continued support. Please continue to enjoy the party.

Shu: What was.. that..

Tadaomi: Everyone looks so happy, right, Shu-kun?

Kanata: Really..? This isn’t really what I thought it’d be..

Haruka: Hah. Were we called over just to be shown this? What a load of bull.

Kanata: Oh hey wait up!

–walks off–

Tadaomi: Are you two leaving? I still want to check up on everyone else’s..

Reiji: No. We’ll end up being swarmed by the press and we’re in no form to provide comments. It's best to retreat now, Shu this way.

–walks off–

~Epsi bandhouse~

Kanata: Ah~ I feel like I’m uselessly tired out..feeling super pissed off though. Like seriously, why were we even called over in the first place?

Haruka: Like hell we’d know. What we’ve learned is that today’s party was mainly for those guys.

Kanata: Huh? For those ridiculous gang?

Haruka: You saw it all too remember. FuRai was chosen by Duck River, it's like we weren’t even in their view.

Kanata: Hah, so what you’re saying is that we’re inferior to them? Why?

Haruka: Like hell I’d know. I don’t even think they know either. Hopefully they won’t be put through too much though..

Kanata: Why do we have to protect them- Ah. I get it! You wanna play along with friends right~?

Haruka: What did you say.

Kanata: Then how about you go and play like a moron with them then?

Haruka: You fuck-

Reiji: Shut it and calm down you two, your noises can be heard from outside.

Tadaomi: Hey, do you think Shu-kun is okay? Ever since we came back he’s been locked in his room..

Reiji: I don’t know. It would be fine if his mood was soured only a bit.

Kanata: But like- If Shu loses interest, ain’t that the end for us too?

Haruka: What?

Tadaomi: Does that imply.. The disbandment of Epsilon Phi?

Kanata: Yup. But it doesn’t really matter if we split ways right? It's not like anyone here put any emotional ties to this band after all

Haruka: Hah. The one with the ‘I don’t care about this band’ feeling the most is you after all

Kanata: Oh shut it, its not like you have any other place to go regardless

Reiji: Stop it.

Shu: Whats with you all, with the glum faces and even gloomier talks

Reiji: Are you okay, Shu?

Shu: Not like anything bad happened~? More importantly, Reiji, work.

Shu: Thoroughly look into that FuRai group, I want to crush them.

Reiji: … understood

Kanata: Ahaha~ Sounds like fun, I’m in~! What’re you gonna do, I’ll help out~

Shu: Of course~ Despite being a band they’re all so close and friendly, so making them fight like you brothers isn’t a bad idea either~

Haruka: Cut it out already, are you seriously going to do the same thing as last time? Haven’t you had enough-

Shu: Last time you say? Did something happen~?

Shu: We’re just here to tell them that the protagonists of this story are us, and not them.

Tadaomi: Then does that mean that this time they’re going to be your toys?

Shu: There isn’t much to play with those toys~

Shu: Those pieces of garbage, I’ll rip apart into shreds and pieces and throw them into the incinerator. Making sure to not leave a single uncharred remain. Ahaha~

~FuRai band practice~

Kohei: Okay, lets take a quick break.

Fuuta: Okay~ Fwah, its the most fun when you’re singing after all

Yamato: Yup, and I think the new song is coming along well, its fun

Aoi: Agreed! Ah, Ko-nii, until what time did we have the studio reserved?

Kohei: Duck Rivers is taking care of it so they said until whenever we feel like enough. Going for too long isn’t good either after all

Misaki: Then that means we won’t have to worry about the studio stuff anymore yeah? Since Duck River is gonna handle it

Yamato: Seems so, plus they said that we’re free to use to studio in the company as well

Misaki: And any costs relating to the band they’ll cover is… is it possible that they’re some super ‘white company’?!

Fuuta: What do you mean by white company? The building being all white..?I don’t remember it being that color though..?

Yamato: Speaking of white; rice. If its a company like white rice, I’d be willing to join too

Aoi: A white company means a company that's easy to work in..!

Misaki: Well at least to us now its a good company

Aoi: They did nicely explain the plan too after all. Full support until debuting is really reassuring!

Kohei: It was a big hit with backers at the party so I suppose it's also a plan in the production.

Fuuta: It was surprising but everyone looked happy after all

Yamato: Yeah but there’s one part I don’t get

Kohei: Which one?

Yamato: It's specified in the contract, the ‘obey every order given by the company’ one.

Kohei: Ah..

Misaki: Yeah that one, but ain’t it common in the adult world? Since its pretty impossible for us to debut with our own power so yeah

Aoi: Thats true, and they seem to take us very kindly. If we have any opinions, maybe its best that we talk to them

Yamato: Hopefully so

Fuuta: It’ll be fine! In our future, there’s only good things after all! Come on you guys, we’re rested enough so lets continue practicing!

Kohei: True, lets resume the practice and song making. We’ll need to get better so we can proudly show ourselves anywhere.

~office~

Ujigawa Gen: My apologies for calling you here when you’re so busy. It’s been a while since the party but how have you been?

Kohei: Good, our thanks

Fuuta: That reminds me, the delivery at the sharehouse the other day, that was super good! Thanks!

Ujigawa Gen: Ahaha, then thats good. Anyways, I had instructed you to make a new song yes?

Kohei: Yes. We made a few and have all the demo tracks here

Ujigawa Gen: Good. Then lets have a listen. You, set up the player.

Sekkun: Understood.

–played–

Sekkun: In total, these are all the songs they have provided.

Fuuta: Hey hey~ They’re all good right? I like all of them!

Yamato: They’re all good originals, the pull of the guitar inside brings out-

Misaki: No no, my drums aren’t losing out either y’know?

Kohei: How was it? Each song possesses a taste of us that no other band is able to show.

Ujigawa Gen: Remake it.

Fuuta: Eh? Remake, as in which one?

Ujigawa Gen: All of it. None of them are close to a level that can be used

Kohei: That can’t be..

Misaki: Oi, you’re kidding me right..

Yamato: Why?

Aoi: Um.. since these are all demos after all, the arrangement can be changed as many times as you want

Kohei: That's right, so how about possibly examining them a bit more?

Ujigawa Gen: …hah

Sekkun: Do any of you know, how long the president has been in this industry?

Aoi: …ah

Sekkun: You are against a professional here. Whether a song can be used is our decision.

Fuuta: ..wait

Ujigawa Gen: It seems like you all, are still not fully aware of your given position at this time. Maybe we will need to explain this better. Wakakusa Aoi, you stay. The others will be leaving.

Aoi: Eh? Me?

Misaki: Hold up, our leader isn’t Aoi y’know?

Yamato: Yeah, FuRai’s leader is Kohei-san

Fuuta: Yup, since Ko-nii is the most mature out of all of us after all.

Kohei: It may be out of line but its just as stated, I am the representative. If its any sort of explanation I will partake in it instead.

Ujigawa Gen: No. Wakakusa-kun is staying back.

Fuuta: Why?

Ujigawa Gen: In addition to the trombone he can also play the piano, he possesses the most musical knowledge. Out of everyone here, is there anyone else who understands it better than him?

Misaki: Well when ya put it that way…

Kohei: Then how about we all stay instead? Only having Aoi would be-

Ujigawa Gen: If you have that much free time, It’d rather be spent on practicing. At this level, you all are nowhere near my vision, in both song curation and playing ability.

Aoi: We understand.. I’ll be fine and I’ll relay everything to you guys later so you all can leave first

Fuuta: O-ok..

Sekkun: The exit is this way, I will guide you.

~Outside office~

Sekkun: Everyone, good work. The driver has been informed of your destination and soon Wakakusa-san will be sent on his way too.

Kohei: Okay, thank you for today. Then excuse us.

-car leaving noises-

Shu: Hey. You.

Sekkun: Oh, Shu-san? What a coincidence, did you have business nearby?

Shu: Papa. He’s inside right, let me meet him.

Sekkun: Unfortunately, he is currently still in a meeting.

Shu: The people you just saw off were the FuRai people right. Now, there should be time. Let me in the president’s office.

Sekkun: Not possible. The president is currently still in discussion with Wakakusa Aoi-san and it may take quite a while. So please do return.

Shu: ..ha? What do you mean?

Sekkun: Unfortunately I am unable to answer that, it was his order. If you’ll excuse me, I have something to attend to now.

Shu: Huh, wait!

Shu: Papa leaving only one of them back and having a conversation.? Why? Wakakusa- that Wakakusa Aoi was who he mentioned. Constantly babysitting others, yet papa.. favors him? Why didn’t he go home with those other idiots?! Is the thought of papa favoring you getting to your head? Or is he trying to take papa with flattery..

Shu: Wakakusa.. Aoi..

~FuRai band practice~

Fuuta: Ah.. no.. that one didn’t feel right either..

Yamato: I also felt that it felt incomplete, its lacking the usual FuRai-ness

Kohei: Yup, we’ve hit a small slump. Lets take a quick break for now

Misaki: Since we were told to remake all our new songs, no wonder the excited is waning

Aoi: You’re right..

Fuuta: Hey hey~ that previous one needed a little more -bam-! - whoop-! No? It needs more excitement so the people listening will also be more pumped up right?

Misaki: Thats true but then Aoi- no, Duck River is gonna be like ‘its a different direction than wanted’

Kohei: Yeah, lets examine each one in depth. Aoi, can you tell us any other stuff the company has told you?

Aoi: Hmm… I’ve told you basically everything though..

Kohei: Even the smallest things can help, we need a hint. If we rack our brains together we can make something. Even after that, you’ve been individually called to the office right? Right now, you’re our messenger to and from Duck River.

Aoi: I got it.. I’ll try to recall something..

Misaki: But like.. Why is Aoi like our middle man for communication with Duck River though?

Fuuta: Aoi’s been working pretty hard lately too. With practice and university, plus to add on, getting called over by the company. Sounds tiring..

Aoi: I’m fine, plus with everyone helping out, the housework has been much less than before too

Yamato: But the order to create new songs and what details they want are slowly getting more detailed, it feels like we’re slowly being controlled.

Misaki: Totally get it! If it keeps on going, soon the next order will be something like ‘quit skaa’ or something like that! And something dumb like ‘Sax and trombone are banned’ !

Aoi: Ah-

Kohei: Oi. Aoi. Don’t tell me they really suggested something like that?

Aoi: Its not immediate but.. From now on forth, those kinds of music are a bit..

Yamato: So its true?

Misaki: Whoa whoa, to tell us to not do Skaa anymore.. What’d that mean? Are their brains wired wrong or-!

Kohei: Misaki, enough. There must be a reason for that-

Fuuta: THATS NOT FURAI ANYMORE

Aoi: Fuuta..

Fuuta: If its not Skaa.. if Sakutaro isn’t with FuRai then it isn’t FuRai anymore! We did Skaa so we could make everyone happy, if we aren’t doing it then what's the point of doing a band-!

Kohei: Its alright Fuuta , calm down! It isn’t immediate like what Aoi said, so don’t worry!

Fuuta: No! I definitely don’t want that!

Misaki: Ah~ Fuuta sorry for overreacting like that as well. It ain’t immediate and surely nothing that bad is gonna happen, it’ll be fine I swear-

Fuuta: Even if its not now, it’ll happen someday right? When that happens, I won’t be able to sing happily anymore, I won’t be able to take it anymore.

Aoi: Fuuta, I’m sorry. Its because I said such weird stuff, I’m really sorry.

Misaki: Nah, It ain’t Aoi’s fault. The one at fault is Duck River, whats the point in making us debut then? Was it not because you thought our music was good?

Aoi: I thought that way too.. But it felt weird, the more I was there, the more I thought why we were even chosen in the first place. But I couldn’t say anything-!

Kohei: So that was the reason you lacked excitement, I’m sorry for not realizing it sooner.

Aoi: No.. I’m also at fault for not speaking about it

Misaki: Gosh.. whats with this then? I really don’t understand them at this point

Kohei: Yeah, even I think the company’s choices are getting weird.

Aoi: But with the contract, they won’t listen to us. And if worst comes to worst, they could terminate our contract. Its our one and only chance too!

Misaki: This is so much bull! Man, what are we supposed to do then?

Kohei: Whats wrong Yamato? Your hand is raised like you wanna ask something?

Yamato: If there’s something weird you think is going on, can’t you just ask?

Aoi: Eh?

Yamato: Written in the contract is that we need to obey the rules of the company but it didn’t say we couldn’t ask questions about it.

Misaki: I get it..

Kohei: Thats true, we just need to ask them what exactly they want to do, and we’ll also state our opinion

Yamato: Yeah, in order to create a future where Fuuta doesn’t have to worry, we need to do what we need to do.

Fuuta: Really? Is it okay for me to be with Sakutaro from now on too?

Aoi: Yup, Fuuta

Misaki: Yeah! Thats why we’re gonna work hard! With that being said, should we immediately walk into Duck River!

Kohei: We should contact that secretary of his, we’ll get a reservation so gimme a bit’

Fuuta: Ko-nii, hurry hurry!

-phone dialing noises-

Kohei: Yes.. yes.. I see.. Understood, then I will relay that

Misaki: How’d it go? What days’ good?

Kohei: The discussion will happen later on but first, Aoi needs to come to the office alone again

Yamato: Aoi got called along again

Kohei: The president has something to discuss with him, once thats over he’ll discuss it with everyone together

Fuuta: What does he want to discuss..?

Kohei: Not sure. But for this time it can’t be helped. Aoi, apologies but could you go over there again.

Aoi: o-okay, got it

~Office~

Shu: Its rare for papa to call me over like this~ Did the wind blow the wrong way today~? Will you let me hear a fun story~?

Ujigawa Gen: Wait for a bit

Shu: I’m busy so I opened some time up for you, make it quick won’t you~

-Door knock-

Shu: Who? Reiji? I told him to wait outside, I give no permission to enter.

Ujigawa Gen: I don`t mind, enter

Aoi: Pardon my intrusion, its Wakakusa.

Shu: Huh what. Well isn’t it the babysitter, what do you need?

Aoi: Ujigawa-kun.. um- I-

Shu: Y’know, just when I’m with my papa, you decide to slither your way in, what great manners you have~

Aoi: Ah, but I was also called to the president’s office today..

Shu: Hah?

Ujigawa Gen: I called him. Both you, Shu, and Wakakusa-kun.

Aoi: Us both? Why?

Ujigawa Gen: Because there was something I needed to tell you two. Well, Wakakusa-kun, sit there.

Shu: I don’t want to sit with someone unrelated*, hurry up and be frank so I can get this talk over with, its unpleasant.

Ujigawa Gen: Don’t throw a tantrum, Shu. Goodness, I wonder which one really has bad manners.

Aoi: Uhm, sorry if you’d prefer to reschedule this appointment then I’ll just be making my leave..

Ujigawa Gen: No, you don’t need to leave. As per Shu’s request, I will speak frankly. Its in regards to this company’s successor.

Shu: Aha~ Why this topic? This has nothing to do with him then.

Ujigawa Gen: Duck River’s successor has been decided to be Wakakusa Aoi-kun.

Shu: ..Hah?

Aoi: ..what are you saying..

Ujigawa Gen: Wakakusa-kun, I apologize for the sudden spring of an announcement, I will explain it to you later, so you don’t have to worry about anything.

Aoi: ..wait hold on a moment.. Why would I..?

Shu: Aha. Ahahaha..! Papa, did you get so lost in work that you’ve lost your mind?! Even if this was a joke, it isn’t funny at all.

Ujigawa Gen: Have I ever once made a joke about the company’s successor?

Shu: ..hah? How would I know?

Ujigawa Gen: This is my decision. No one will object

Shu: What are you saying? I won’t forgive that. Duck River’s… Papa’s successor is me right?!

Ujigawa Gen: How many time am I going to need to say this? The successor isn’t you, its Wakakusa.

Shu: Then what about me? What’s going to happen to me?!

Ujigawa Gen: Don’t you remember how I had previously said I would cut your finances? I have no intention of supporting from now on. By now, you are no longer someone with any form of relation to Duck River. Whether you want to continue with you band, or go back to Kyoto, do as you wish.

Shu: Are you.. getting rid of me? Are you.. seriously saying that?

Ujigawa Gen: You are no longer of any use to me. I don’t want to see your face ever again

Aoi: Uhm.. no matter what thats too harsh..!

Shu: Oh shut up you!

Shu: …why? Why isn’t it me instead of him?! Why is it this random person out of nowhere, becoming papa’s successor?!

Ujigawa Gen: Shu.. how dare you say such words to your own older brother..

Shu: … what did you.. Just say..?

Ujigawa Gen: Both of you are my sons.. with different mothers, you’re half brothers.

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* - I couldn’t really understand what Shu was saying here, any help would be thanked.

#Shupapa I'm gonna beat your ass #εpsilonΦ #fujin rizing #from argonavis

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dollwrites · 4 months

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That anon was so vile. I'm only guessing here, but I feel like they said that because you write dark fics and noncon. But the thing is I've been raped and assaulted before and reading and writing dark fics with noncon really help me with some of my trauma. And I know theres alot of other people in this exact situation. So is that person gonna wish "noncon" on me too because I write noncon to help with trauma from that exact thing happening to me? Like please fuck off, wishing someone gets raped is 100 times worse than anything bad they think you're doing. Sorry I kinda went on a tangent lol but I want you to know that I really love your fics and appreciate everything you do ❤

First of all I’m really sorry to hear about that. I hope you’re well. Secondly, you’re right; and while i won’t share any of my personal experiences ( because my blog is like my fantasy realm and I don’t want to bring too much reality into it ) I will say that you have to be some kind of monster to wish that upon someone. You don’t know what they’ve already been through, so it’s just real scumbag behavior. Don’t apologize, babe! Speak your mind!! 💚💚 thank you for the kindness and sending this message

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witheredoffherwitch · 7 months

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hello there! just wanted to send an encouraging ask as I very rarely look at any hotd-related content on here (due to the lack of critical thinking that can be found and the pure vitriol spewed through anonymous messages - many lovely mutuals have also received horrendous anons telling them they should be physically harmed since they do not enjoy an incestuous crackship and that’s absolutely unhinged!) and you’ve handled these absurdly obnoxious, transparent anons in your inbox with grace and eloquence. it’s been a year and many moots on twitter have learned to keep to themselves regarding opinions related to alys/aemond and how it could possibly be interpreted as a gothic tale/romance (as they keep tabs over there too) but it’s truly pathetic and unsettling to see how a certain part of this fanbase CONTINUES to spew their hate and try to incite a reaction. rooting for a female character to be sexually assaulted simply because one is bitter over an incestuous crackship not happening is the definition of childish and frankly very odd. there’s already more than enough of that in this whole franchise and aemond taking a woman by force is simply not in-keeping with how they’ve characterized him in the show (as you’ve aptly acknowledged) and is very unlikely to happen (much to their displeasure). their relationship is not a fairytale but that doesn’t mean it has to include that at all.

anyhow this ended up being way too long but wanted to commend you for dealing with this pure nonsense from Those shippers! I’ve turned my anon option off to avoid this sort of behavior and moots who think alys has alot to offer as a character have received tons of hate while minding their own business. it’s been a year and they are STILL insufferable. seems they cannot cope with the fact that she will be in the show and that their ship is not happening. very sad. in any case, gayle seems like a very dedicated actress and she and ewan are surely to have an interesting screen presence together. can’t wait to see what they bring as a duo chemistry-wise and their performances! 🥰

Ahhh Cecilia!! I'm so sorry for getting around to your message so late, but I am all the more grateful to you for reaching out at the time. Aside from those two anons (to whom I so eloquently requested to throat my cock), I think I did a pretty good job at handling this ongoing dissent. Thank you so much once again!

I am so sorry that you guys had to deal with this kind of nonsense before, BUT I seriously hope that these anons have not deterred your enthusiasm for any Alysmond content. We barely make for a moderately-sized Kpop girl group -- and I hope the few remaining girlies are still active to keep this small hive humming and buzzing. Alysmond is a ship that will sustain irrespective of what the show follows - i mean, we have other crackships that are still going strong after all. We should grant ourselves a bit of freedom to express our creative interpretations of the narrative.

Coming to what you said about Aemond's depiction in the show, I 100% stand by that take. He's not shown to be an unreasonable brute who will take someone by force. Moreover from whatever leaks we've got till now (though I would take them with a grain of salt), Gayle's Alys is also made to come off as a very kooky character. Regardless of what they show on-screen, I am already drowning ten-feet deep into these headcanons -- IMAGINE the first interaction between Alys 'a barn owl cursed to live in human form' Rivers and Aemond 'tis I who studies philosophy' Targaryen. I don't care what anyone says because that's a recipe for deliciously dark and romantically gothic meet-cute. That's our quirky cursed witch and menacingly tortured kinslayer! If Condal messes it up, then we have enough material to draft multiple fucking AUs for ourselves. LOL I've even suggested earlier how we only need Gayle in Alys' costume -- because rest assured, we'll do the rest with moodboards and countless video edits.

I am extremely tight on schedule since I am doing my Masters while working a full-time job -- and because of that, I am short on producing the kind of content I'd like BUT hopefully, I can get something out by the end of this month. To be very honest, I actually don't really mind crackships (I read them all the time and have shared links to some of my favorites) but what really annoys me is this constant need to put down other ships to justify your own little delulu headcanons.

Anyway thanks for reaching out once again, and you are welcome to take a nice cushy spot in our coven.

Love, Kalki. 🤗

#anon asks #lovely sisterwife 💕#alysmond hive #coven convening #hotd fandom #shippy discourse

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thecraftymagician · 2 years

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I don’t remember if I sent in my request or not ; v ; ) sorry if I sent two in ahead of time— so Asra has to have some form of trauma from their whole ordeal, right? Like that’s a *lot* for a person, can you write something with reader taking care of/helping them through it? They’ve been strong for so long I think Asra deserves to “break” & be taken care of. Who more capable & willing then reader. I dunno if it’s ok to ask for some angst/hurt-comfort with a happy outcome? I hope this makes sense

Absolutely makes sense and I completely agree! There are a few spots in their route where you can get Asra to open up to you about things but it's typically the payed scenes and are pretty short. (All in all which is fair by NixHydra especially because I think each character has a good touch of the same treatment but yes.) This person needs at least a whole month of a break. Bare. Minimum. I know it's clear that Julian is my favorite but Asra is a close second and lord does their route make me want to battle the world for them UGH. This will definitely start out a bit angsty and is based on Asra's upright ending because tbh I'm still reeling. (I also just realized this is my 100th post whooo! Thank you so much for the ask, I'm sorry it took a while!)

Warnings: *Spoilers* for Asra's route, Angst!, Fluff! TW- Trauma, abandonment, d3ath

Asra (Upright Ending) Aftermath

It turned out to be a rather long night after everything was said and done. We had helped Nadia with the masquerade guests and made sure everyone was safe and sound. Needless to say the whole city needed a break so Nadia closed the palace just for the night so everyone could collect themselves. She was generous enough to let Asra share my room for the night seeing as since this all started the two of us had barely a moment to catch our breath let alone process everything. While I still felt my own head spinning there was only one thing, one person on my mind.

When we reach my room Asra ushered me inside with a smile before closing the door. I returned it as I studied their face, violet eyes twinkling in the dim light like starts. Beautiful but not quite hiding the evident exhaustion. Suddenly I was swept up in their arms and spun around. Their laugh was bright and contagious at always but dropped soon after. When my feet touched the ground again Asra kissed my cheek and walked over to the bed, talking a seat on the edge before falling back with a loud sigh. "I just.. still can't believe all of that. Wow.." They chuckled softly. My smile faltered and I took a seat next to them. "I know. It was.. alot." With their eyes closed Asra nodded and mumbled. "Understatement of the century." Instinctively, I reached over taking one of his hands in my own and gently massaged his palm. They smiled in content delight before I broke the silence again. "How are you doing?" "What, me? I'm great. Why are you alright?" His eyes met mind with concern as he sat up to face me. I shook my head before they could continue on. I didn't mean to worry them but.. "This isn't about me right now. I'm asking about you." I kept myself from pushing but kept my eyes on his features. Asra's aura seemed to tense despite the smile tugging at his lips. "MC.. I-I'm fine, no need to worry. Everything is.. great. Perfect even, right?" A shadow crossed his eyes as his bottom lip quivered, sending me scooting just a bit closer to them.

They chuckled once nervously before looking down. "I-I mean look we defeated the Devil of all things, saved the world, solved mysteries.. got back Faust and my.. my parents." Asra turned back to me, eyes brimming with tears. "After it all, you're still here even so everything is perfect." I could feel thing pinging in his heart through mine. The ache and hurt still swirling. I took the hand I was holding and put it to my heart, placing one of mine on his. "It's okay, Asra.. Just because everything is over with doesn't mean it wasn't still alot. You don't have to be brave for me right now. You're safe now, and I'm not going to let anything happen. I hope I've more than proved that to you now," I chuckled softly as I gently wiped a stray tear on their cheek. With a few quick sniffles the dams finally broke and Asra hugged me tightly, sobbing into my shoulder. I rubbed their back and hair. All I could do was hold them close to me and pour as much love into his heart as possible. After a while he pulled away, hiccupping between soft cries. "I know it hurts, it's okay. But I need you to take deep breaths with me okay?" With a nod I led us into one of his classic exercises. He smiled softy as I wiped his cheeks. "I-I'm sorry.. I guess I didn't realize how much I was carrying. I really did think everything was okay because.. well I had you by my side and everything just kept turning out better than I could've expected. But the thought of losing you or Muriel.. Losing Faust.. I know we got her back in the end but I was so terrified. A-And finding my parents.. I still can't believe that wasn't just some sick twisted game. I-I thought.. Well, I was never sure exactly but now.. They're here and that's wonderful but.. scary in it's own right." Their fingers ran through their snowy curls. While they continued talking out their feelings I continued to rub their back in soothing circles. "What if they don't actually like who I am now..? I'm not.. used to them anymore o-or even having.. parents. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do. But even so I should just be grateful they're back, right?"

I wasn't used to this side of Asra but it wasn't bad. Honestly it was nice helping them open up about their feelings and work through all that had happened. "You can be grateful and nervous at the same time, Asra.. It seems like they love you just the same and I'm sure they'll love you even more as they get to know more about the person you've become." I didn't say what else I was thinking but they seemed to feel it like they had been the past few days. 'I know I did..' We smiled at each other and rested our foreheads together. They seemed to be doing better but these things definitely take time. Sometimes it helps to just let it out though. "No matter what happens I'll be right by your side, Asra." I gave them a quick peck before we got up to get ready to settle in for the night. If they weren't already worn out after the long day, they sure were after our talk but I think it was worth it. Asra fell asleep with their head on my shoulder, curled into my side and holding me close.

#asra the arcana #the arcana #thearcanagame #asra the magician #asra x mc #asra x apprentice #asra x reader #the arcana asra #asra alzanar #asrathearcana

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notsodailycake · 2 years

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Controversial take here:

I’ve given it some thought, and I’ve decided I can’t like Luis. It seems they’ve talked a few times over email, but that’s as far as it went. Luis should’ve recognized she wasn’t interested and stopped asking her out. My main gripe with him, however, isn’t over what he did, but what he DIDN’T do. He knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that Vanessa hacked into the Pizzaplex. If it was literally anyone else on the planet, he would’ve reported them right away. But he let his feelings get in the way, and chose not to intervene.

When someone you like, or even love, is in a situation like this, you don’t bury your head in the sand. You intervene. I know he tried to talk to her, but that should’ve been the last straw. He should’ve acknowledged it was now a major work related issue after she never responded, and done his job. Not to mention everything else he let her get away with, or just didn’t notice. I feel confident anyone else wouldn’t have been given that much leeway with the red flag searches, or been brushed off like that. I mean, she LITERALLY typed “help” and he just moved on. That, to me at least, is very nearly unforgivable.

Because here’s the thing: if Vanessa was stopped then and there, that would’ve been that. I’m pretty sure they could run the hack back once it was uncovered and actually fix it. And, at the very least, Vanessa wouldn’t have killed any kids. Furthermore, with the glitch identified, I’m sure they could stop any other beta testers influenced by Afton. They might’ve been able to purge the virus from Vanessa after studying it. And it’s not like Burntrap was the real problem anyway. GLITCHtrap is the real threat. We can clearly see that Vanny’s been down in the basement, even sleeping there, so it’s entirely possible he wouldn’t even exist if not for her.

That’s not to say that all of the suffering is his fault, though. Hell, he’s a bit of victim, to. After their first in person conversation, in which he talks about her being interested in IT stuff, Vanessa created that fake ID to hack into the system. Vanessa, or rather Afton, used Luis for information.

I guess this is my own simping for Vanessa, expressing my anger at the one person who was in a position to see her descent into a very dark pit, and yet, for whatever reason, failed to stop her fall.

Maybe I could like Luis if the three star ending was the true one, with Vanessa getting freed and gaining a family in the process. But as far as the story, she’s still trapped in a living hell, with very little chance of escape. And the flames will only get hotter for her.

In my mind, the lesson contained in those emails and what follows is this: when you choose to ignore that someone you care about is in trouble, you will only make it far worse for THEM.

Wow there buddy, that's alot of words for a luis enjoyer like me- /j

Seriously tho, heh, sorry it took so long to reply to this. I was actually excited to get it, and wanted to form a proper reply/argument to this, so i had to get my facts straight. Bc i honestly dont like to just blindly defend a character (and this bit will be explained further into my argument)

So this one is gonna be a long one folks ;)

I'll start off and say that, i agree with your statement really.

To an extent. I still have my own points to argue obviously, i wouldn't be writing a whole analysis if not XD

Now this isn't something to make you change your mind on Luis, but my own views and opinions on it

I will share some stuff that i personally think before i go to your argument about Luis, just so you can maybe see my perspective of it all. And it inevitably will involve Vanessa and Gregory (and quite possibly Freddy)

I'll state that, i like flawed characters. I like characters with flaw. They are fun to write, and it makes them feel more human.

I don't belive in the good or bad, i belive that some characters are in a darker spectrum and others are on a lighter spectrum, but never black and white

Only characters who are insane would be so dark, and even then, I'd see some lighter shade to it

And purely white characters are annoying as hell, perfect doesn't make it good

And now this is probably a take of mine that you will probably not like, but it isn't an attack on you either I'm not mad at you for it lol, but, i dislike the purification of Vanessa that I've realised you've been doing throughout this. I like the fact that Vanessa is flawed, my view on her is that she isn't some perfect victim that needs constant protection (and this inevitably will probably be my own projection of myself onto her, since i was a victim of verbal abuse and some sort of manipulation as a kid), but she also needs help obviously

I don't think she deserved what she went through at all, if that's what you think, but that doesn't make it right to give her everything when she wasn't the only victim. I dislike the fact that everything seems to have to cater to her needs, when others where affected as well. She needs help, and so does the rest. Like Gregory

As much as i love and enjoy the sibling dynamic for them, i dont want to undermine what Gregory went through with her. Sure it wasn't her fualt, but Gregory is just a kid, and he almost died by her hands, he has his rights to be scared of her and avoid her, and that's why i don't like the idea of him imitatedly falling in on opening up to her or helping her, it takes time. Healing takes time, and it's something you'll see me explore more throughout the next parts (this probably is also me projecting, since i myself could never feel hurt or let myself heal bc the person who hurt me was also going through shit, probably worse then me, and I was the one helping them, even if they were the adult and i was a child, 9, i was 9. And it sucks bc it still affects me. So i am a little sensitive about this topic). And with that Vanessa also has every right to not want to be with Gregory bc of her inevitable trauma about killing kids

Both were hurt, and now they have to learn how to put the pieces back together. And I'll add as well about Freddy, even if the issue is small. Gregory hurt his friends, and upgraded him with his Friend's body parts. That, to a sentient robot, is horrible. But i know he can understand the kid's pov. But he's still hurt by it

And it's something they will have to work it out together

So general idea. I like the flaws of the characters, and i dont plan on defending them, but i also dont blame them or am happy they suffered. I want them to heal, i want to show how much actually healing takes time and effort for both parties

I like to look into every perspective. From the victim, from the outsider and from the abuser.

And now this lead to my reply to the Luis part

I will say, as i re read the emails from luis, yeah maybe so, he should have stopped, and my only reason to defend in this are possibly not even canon. But to me, I'd say she did show interest on him, if going by the therapy CDs, when she mentioned Luis you could practically see her twirling her hair by the tone of her voice

Or maybe it's just me-- but she sounded genuinely interested

But yeah, i do agree that maybe he pushed it more then he needed to, but it wasn't anything bad, he was subtle about it and just really trying a shot but to shy to actually make a move. Plus as furter down her descent, he actually stops asking, and is genuinely concerned for her well being and wanting to help but not knowing what to do since he's never seen something like this. Plus it seemed like he didn't wanna push her to talk when she didn't want to

It was still quite unnecessary for him to further insist. But hey, you can be kinda dense when you like someone >_>

Now him reporting her. Through a discussion i had with a mutual about Luis, it seems like they were already somewhat aquatinted with each other. I'd presume they considered each other close mutuals, but not friends.

And in my experience, that would make it so you kinda just, justify said persons actions, as you are not close enough to know everything, but close enough to kinda build an explanation as to why they are acting weird

Cuz as per Luis, if he did he would probably not see her anymore bc she will be moved out, and she has been working hard for her position, and sure maybe bc he liked her. But even if he didn't, it be the same light if they were friends, which seems to be a close case for them as well. As humans, or just genuinel living creatures, we can be quite selfish and be it friends or a crush, you wouldn't want to have them leave your side (and from what I've gathered they are in the same department, being able to pass by each other's work stations)

Was it still wrong of him? Oh yes definitely, but like i said, there is more sides then one to a story. It doesn't make him a bad person, but just a human being with a bias and the benefit of the doubt

And yeah, idealisticly, if you love someone dearly, you wouldn't bury your head in the sand. But unfortunately, that isn't always the case. I deeply care for my sister, love her more then ANYTHING (and dont you dare say anything otherwise💢💢), but I'll be lying if i say i sometimes i wouldn't do that if i didn't know better

In which in this case he didn't. He mentioned to be an isolated kid, he doesn't know social cues as well (which is something I've experienced with my sister, and hell even myself), so with that, he wouldn't fully acknowledge it. It is human of him to be like that. Not right sure, but since when was it human to always be right?

And i will add that, we dont fully know how their relationship was, we just know they talked with each other. And by how Vanessa is about Luis in the CDs, they seem closer to each other then with the other workers

Also, i kinda feel bad for the typing "help" part, as i, a complete dense human being, wouldn't have imitatedly picked up on it either. Bc i am dumb, and even as when i first read the email, i didn't pick up on that part until you pointed it out💀💀

And for that i deeply apologise, but also yeah- gives me the reason to say it wasn't so unrealistic for him to be this dense

And i agree, i can see this seems to come from your bias of Vanessa. And it's completely understandable- you're in your rights to dislike Luis. As much as any victim is to dislike what happened to them and the people around them who inevitably caused the problem

It's probably also something i might explore on my story ;)

And the lesson is correct, it's a matter of actually acknowledging the issue your loved one has and do something about it. But unfortunately that is not something everyone does, even of they and I'm sure afterwards the guilt lingers.

But in a general summary. Your feelings towards him are valid, and i can understand your point of view on this. But that's exactly what i like about his character

I dont defend his actions, i simply give an explanation to them and a view to this different side

#ok this was a long rant😅#but i did mentioned it be a long one lol #but yeah this is my general view of the whole story even outside Luis #or well as much as i can share without major spoilers to my comic💀💀#also I'm sorry if this possibility sounds in anyway condensending or mean #or belittling you #that is NOT my intention at all😣😣#i just kinda wanted to use this as an excuse to delve deeper into my perspective of things and my experience throughout #the whole Vanessa debate #and hell i STILL didn't share everything i wanted to share #bc again spoilers #which is the bain of my existence #ask box #cakes ask #cake talks #fnaf #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #security breach #fnaf luis #fnaf luis cabrera #luis cabrera #fnaf vaness #fnaf vanny #fnaf gregory #fnaf freddy #fnaf glamrock freddy #glamrock freddy #analysis #fnaf analysis

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purpledaisiesthings · 1 year

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If you need me, I’ll be on cloud nine. I’ll be so bummed if we don’t get a season 7 cause there’s no way 2 episodes of Conllie being canon is enough. Can we please talk about how happy Billie looked with Conrad. When she first wake up she it looked like she might have been afraid that it was all just a dream judging from the look on her face before Conrad started loving her up, letting her know not only was it real but Conrad was all about him some Billie. Seeing Conrad find love again warms the heart. I’m sorry I just don’t know how you can watch them, knowing what they’ve been through and not root for them, not be excited to see them happy and in love. Seeing them be all about each other in their love bubble. It did feel right, it felt meant to be.

Anon I've been in cloud 9 since yesterday. I haven't come out of it 😄

I also noticed her worried look when she woke up. It's the same kind of uncertainty I saw on her face during the cafeteria scene as she spotted Conrad walking toward her. But then they totally start flirting afterwards 😆 and discussing ending things with Cade and James.

Billie and Conrad truly have had a tough journey getting here. They've been through alot. And in the midst of it, they found love and happiness. I mean, that's so beautiful. I also don't understand how one can watch all of their journey and not be happy for them.

We really need a season 7 😭 I'm not even allowing my mind to accommodate any negativity regarding a renewal

#anonymous asks #answered #billie x conrad #the resident #the resident fox #ship rants

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ONE / Fourteen B - The Move

James: FUCK OFF YOU ARN’T??! Jesse: Wow this is how you greet your friends nowadays? Jeeze! James: The fuck are you doing here?! Jesse: Fuck that and give me a hug, idiot!

This was the best thing that could have possibly happened to me. My best friend, the one I haven’t seen in such a while, is now hugging me. Am I dreaming? No this feels too real, I mean I am crying so.

James: Why are you here?! Jesse: Long story short, you kind of hav- Thea: I am the one to blame

I slowly turned around, looking at Thea who was standing right at the end of the door.

Thea: I thought you might like the surprise. Seems like it…alot. James: Are you joking of course. That’s the best surprise I’ve had since, I don’t know, ever? Thea: Also, I felt bad for not celebrating your birthday. The last weeks have been so fast, so full of action, you already seemed stressed about that so I didn’t want to stress you more with your birthday.

I tugged Thea into Jesse and my arms, starting to cry all over. She’s right though. I totally forgot about my birthday a few weeks ago. I mean I’m not big around my birthdays, they're just days anyways. They come and go, nothing to celebrate.

Jesse: So, since all the tears are out of the way, how may I assist? I didn’t just came here to be a decorative object in your room, I’m here to help! James: That’s, uhm, let me see… James: [...] James: How about creative work? Jesse: I’m listening… James: You see that wall over there? I’ve decided I want a bit of colour there. Jesse: Yeah sure, anything in mind? James: Wait let me just…one moment…ah here. Something like that. Jesse: That seems do-able. Do you want me to copy it or? James: Oh no please be creative! I want something with roughly the same colours and the same vibe going off it, you know? Jesse: Yeah yeah sure, I have to admit this is really you haha. Alright, where are the colours? James: Where are- the… co- colours? Jesse: You for real? James Listen I planned everything out but I somehow must have mi- Jesse: It’s fine. Get me an hour and I’ll be back with the colours. I do have to rent Joe for it. James: Yeah sure, and thanks! Jesse: JOE, WHERE YA AT?! Josepphe: KITCHEN!!! Jesse: FUCK THAT WE’RE GOING SHOPPING!!!

I love that Jesse and Joe always had this good of a relationship. It makes things easier, at least to some extent. Jesse rushed down the stairs, leaving me with Thea in my room. I placed Thea in the bathroom with some small things she could do there while I was still getting all the boxes out of the van. Slowly we managed to get everything out of the van so Mildret could finally leave. Thea was already finished so I got her downstairs helping Sarah with the cake. I was on my way to go downstairs to see how far everything was when I noticed Jeo standing in the hallway holding pencils and a palette.

James: Hey Joe. Did you lose Jesse? Josepphe: No they were just right behin- Jesse: Jo Joe, I thought you wanted to hold up the door for me? Uncool! Josepphe: Sorry darling, James asked me smth. Jesse: The door! James: Chill bitch I’m on the way! Jesse: Thank’s! James: What in the unholy hell?! Jesse: Are those the wrong colours? Sorry those were the best they had. Trust me, I can make this work!!! I just, trust the process Jam I can rea- James: Fuck that I know you can do that! Jesse: So what’s wrong then? James: Jesse you’re carrying 6 buckets of colours. Jesse: And? James: AND?!? THOSE ARE ‘ROUND 40 POUNDS!!! The Jesse I know would’ve done anything not to carry anything. Jesse: Oh really? Well time changes darling. Now move, I need to get them upstairs, please.

This didn’t happen, didn’t it? I mean sure they got buffed but that is like, how? I could’ve sworn they didn’t look that buffed in the last pic they’ve sent me. But well, I glanced over to the van. Just two more boxes and then, then all I own is in my new apartment. I grabbed them, put them in the hallway and looked around for Mildret to send her off. To my surprise, she’s been chilling and talking with Sarah in the back garden sipping tea and eating the cake Sarah baked with Thea. It was a crumble, nothing complicated but it was awesome.

James: Hey Mildret, the van’s empty so yeah, all done. Mildret: Okay, I just finish this up then I’ll leave. Thanks though James: No problem. James: [...] James: Oh Mildret? Mildret: Mhm? James: Thanks…for ehm…doing that.

It took me a while till I could bring myself to actually be thankful to her. This has been the most calm interaction we ever had. She didn’t raise her voice, didn’t smell like booze and I think she had a good connection with Sarah. Still I am happy when I no longer have to see her. I think she smiled but that could also be an error in my vision. I grabbed the two boxes I placed in the hallway to get them in my room. The closer I got to my room the more lofi-music I noticed. Jesse. They are already in their element. Standing in front of the wall on top of some plastic bags with all 6 buckets open, in their white Calvin Klein shorts and olive coloured crop jumper, humming and painting the design on the wall. I moved closer and took an investigating look at the wall and the work they’ve done so far, grabbing my chin with two fingers trying to aim for the thinker pose.

James: You’re fast, well done! Jesse: And you’re not allowed to see that. This is supposed to be a surprise for you! James: Awww someones mad huh? Jesse: Well, maybe you should reconsider your questions.

With a fast move Jesse turned around and swung the copper pastel coloured brush across my face. In stook I just stood around looking at the buckets of colour trying to make out a brush, anything for revenge. Fuck it. I tipped my hand in the pastel blue and gave them a not really hard bitchslap across the face.

James: I did reconsider. And it felt awesome. Jesse: How dare you? James: You startedit, now take it. Jesse: Oh you wait you little…. James: Oh no…

Jesse dropped the brush, sprinted towards me and tackled me down on my bed. With a blink of an eye they grabbed my pillow and started throwing it towards me. In my defence I grabbed the closest one and started as well.

Jesse: PIL-LOW-FIIIIIIGHHHHHTTT

We started to fight for around thirteen minutes before we declared peace. We both had no energy left, so we just collapsed on the bed, talking for a while and laughing before we decided to sleep. I hugged my pillow close and Jesse hugged me close. It has always been like that. It’s not sexual or anything, it’s just a hug for comfort.

Jesse: James? James: Yeah Jesse: Is….is this still okay? I mean it’s been so long. James: Yeah it was a while, but…I think that’s what I needed.

Fuck not now

#pillow fight #moving out #colour #asthetic #blog.reflection

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quirkystoryteller01 · 4 months

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Stay with Me

Stars glistened in the heavens above. Their white glow were tiny pinpricks of light in the vast indigo canvas above. Hundreds of millions of them, painting a picture of the universe itself. The edge of the tapestry was stained orange and yellow and neon blue by the city that existed beyond the hulking mountains.

Ai Ying liked the quiet of the mountains compared to the hectic rhythm of the city. It suited her better. She sat quietly by the fire, sipping jasmine tea and listening to the wind hum through the deep valleys below. It was a beautiful night.

She heard movement behind her. She turned and smiled. “Evening,” she greeted Sun Wukong as he approached the fireside and took a seat beside her. She turned to the kettle beside the fire and picked it up. “Would you like some tea?”

The Monkey King returned her smile. “Smells good. What kind is it?”

“Jasmine,” Ai Ying replied and picked up the spare tea cup she brought along in case she had company. She poured tea into the cup and handed it to him. “Hope you don’t mind.”

“Not at all,” Sun Wukong replied before blowing on the steam that danced up from the cup. He took a long sip and sighed in satisfaction. He looked to the stars, admiring them. “Quiet night isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is,” Ai Ying said and glanced towards her mentor. They hadn’t a moment to themselves in awhile. Not since her mentor’s old friend and rival appeared and made himself at home in the temple. The six-eared Macaque and Su Wukong sparred daily and spent many nights talking, catching up.

“So how is your guest?” Ai Ying wanted to know.

“Macaque is doing fine. He’s staying for another two days before he returns to his dojo in the city,” Sun Wukong replied and took another sip from his cup. He glanced towards Ai Ying. “Sorry, we’ve had to put your sessions on hold, Ai Ying.”

Ai Ying smiled. “It’s okay. You haven’t seen your friend in a long time and a few days of down time has done me good.”

“What have you been up to while Macaque and I have been sparring?” Sun Wukong asked.

“Mostly house work really,” Ai Ying answered honestly. “That and exploring the mountains.”

“I trust my monkeys had been good to you?”

“Their always a delight to have around. Causing mischief here and there,” Ai Ying said before picking up the tea kettle and pouring herself another glass. “They’ve kept me entertained.”

“Ai Ying,” Sun Wukong said, his voice taking on a more serious tone. Ai Ying turned to him, inquiringly. “Do you like it here?”

Ai Ying felt her heart sputter. Sun Wukong’s gaze burned into her jade colored eyes as they locked eyes for a brief moment. She quickly looked away, her cheeks heating up. “Well, yes. I like it alot. Staying with you, training, have been a nice change of pace compared to living in the city. I feel like I can breathe and my nerves aren’t always on edge like they were when I lived in the city. I feel calmer. Quieter inside.”

Sun Wukong studied her face. “It’s cute how you blush every time I ask you something.”

The blush deepened. “I-I don’t mean for it to happen. It just does.”

“You’re such a nervous little human.”

“I’m taller than you,” Ai Ying reminded him with an huff and took a long sip from her cup.

“But still short for a human,” Sun Wukong countered with a chuckle.

“Not really. I know a lot of friends my size in the city. Most girls my age are around 5’1”, 5’2” or 5’3”, so I’m not that short,” She pointed out.

“Do you ever wish my temple was closer to the city? You must miss your friends and family.”

Ai Ying lapsed into contemplative quiet. Did she miss her old life? Did she miss Yue and Xiu banter and their little nicknames? She certainly missed her parents and her mother’s home cooking, but she found she didn’t feel isolated or lonely living at the temple with Sun Wukong. Between him and the troop of monkeys that lived on the grounds of the temple, her life was always lively and interesting.

“I miss some things,” Ai Ying admitted. “My mother’s cooking mostly and the cafe I frequented for their dumplings, but that’s about it.”

“You don’t miss anything else? What about interacting with other humans?” Sun Wukong pressed.

Ai Ying snorted in a dismissive sound. “I’ve always been more of an introvert. Yue and Xiu always said I prefer the company of animals to people.”

“You like the company of animals more than people?” Sun Wukong repeated looking at her with a raised eyebrow. He chuckled. “What does that make me then?”

Ai Ying blushed more. “You're more than some animal, Sun Wukong,” she told him, her voice raising. “You’re the Great Monkey King. The celestial hero of myth and legend. You’re my mentor and…”

The word “lover” got caught in her throat as he gave her an amused grin. Sun Wukong scooted closer and titled his head in a chimp like manner. “And what else, Ai Ying?”

Ai Ying’s heart thundered away in her chest. She lowered her gaze to the murky golden liquid in her tea cup, the same color as Sun Wukong’s eyes. She swallowed, gathering her courage. For the last several weeks, their relationship of student and mentor had blossomed into something more. “You’re my mentor and… Well… more than that. You’ve made my life interesting, Sun Wukong. Y-You’re nothing like the guys I used to date and hang around with.”

“I wouldn’t think I was like the human boys you knew. I am the Great Sage after all,” Sun Wukong declared. “I imagine, they don’t hold a candle to me.”

Ai Ying put her cup down and turned to him. Was she hearing things or did the Great Monkey King’s voice take on a jealous edge? She scooted over till there was no space left between them. “They don’t,” she said in earnest.

Sun Wukong took a long sip from his tea cup, before turning to her. “Of course, they don’t. I am immortal, Ai Ying. I challenged the heavens themselves and was imprisoned by the Bubbha himself. I helped a monk reach the west to acquire scared text and trapped the Great Bull Demon King under a mountain for five hundred years. I-”

Ai Ying silenced him with a kiss. Sun Wukong leaned into the kiss, his mouth opening and sealing his mouth to hers, his tongue slipping out to brush her lower lip. She gladly responded, and slipped out her tongue to tango with his.

They parted for air. Ai Ying gave him a heated gaze. She climbed into his lap. “Sun Wukong, it’s okay. Nobody is like you. That’s why I find you so fascinating. That’s why I like you.” She rethought over her choice of words. “Well, more than just that. I’m drawn to you like nobody else.”

Sun Wukong smirked. “How drawn are we talking about here, Ai Ying Boashi Hua?”

Ai Ying cupped his cheeks and kissed him again. Their lips moved in a slow sensuous dance that left her head spinning and left her breathless. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding as tight as she could.

“Whoa! Damn,” came Macaque’s voice, causing Sun Wukong to growl with annoyance into Ai Ying’s mouth before pulling away.

“Lousy timing much?” Sun Wukong told his old friend. Ai Ying made to leave his lap, but Sun Wukong tightened his hold on her waist, sending her a silent signal to not get up. He smirked at her blushing face before fully turning to Macaque.

The black humanoid monkey shape-shifter looked between the two, before taking a seat. “Thought I’d join you two, but it appears you were in the middle of something.”

“Can’t sleep?” Sun Wukong inquired before picking his tea cup back up and taking a long sip.

Macaque pulled out a bottle of rice wine. “Want some?”

Sun Wukong grinned and emptied his cup before holding out his cup. “You know I can’t turn down wine.”

“Course not,” Macaque replied and uncapped the bottle and poured the dark liquid into his cup. He then brought up the bottle to his own lips and chugged. He sighed with satisfaction. “So I thought she was just a new discipline.”

“I never told you what our relationship was for a reason,” Sun Wukong replied and then smirked. “What we are to each other isn’t any of your concern.”

“You fall in love with her, you won’t be able to bring out her full potential like you did MK,” Macaque replied with an nonchalant grin.

Ai Ying couldn’t help, but feel insulted by the implications of Macaque’s words. She had heard of the Monkey King’s successor, Xaiotain and seen his face on the news whenever the city was under attack by a demon. Sun Wukong also wasn’t afraid to bring up Xaiotain in conversation. He was proud of his successor.

“I’m not training to become a superhero,” Ai Ying said.

“Then why are you training under the Monkey King?” Macaque questioned. He took another swig from the bottle.

“I want to be able to defend myself if I come across others that wish to harm me,” Ai Ying answered honestly. “Back when I lived in the city, the shop I worked at was attacked by a local gang. I had to defend myself with a broomstick, while they had guns and knives. There may be demons out there that wish to bring the world down to its knees, but I grew up and lived in the poor part of the city. Gang violence was a daily threat. I know lots of families who lost family members or knew somebody who lost someone to gang violence.”

“So a bunch of thugs ruled the part of the city you grew up in and you want to make sure you’re strong enough to take them on if they attack you again?” Macaque guessed.

“Something like that,” Ai Ying replied, feeling uncomfortable under his probing gold eyes. “The Monkey King had taken out the local gang that hunted the streets of my part of the city, but that doesn’t mean there won’t be others to take their place and if I decide to go back and live in the city, I want to be able to defend myself.”

“How long have you been training under Wukong?” Macaque wanted to know.

“Um… Probably four months or so,” Ai Ying said, trying to think of how much time had pass since Sun Wukong saved her and approached her about becoming his disciple.

“Almost five,” Sun Wukong corrected before taking a long drink from his cup.

Macaque lapsed into a thoughtful quiet. He took another swig from his bottle and turned to the fire as it danced in the night. The sound of wind blowing through the deep valleys and chirping of crickets closed in around the campfire.

The fire crackled in the darkness of the night as the three enjoyed the warm late summer night. Its flames slowly died into burning embers that radiated orange in the darkness.

“So how long do you plan on training her until you think she’s ready to return to the city?” Macaque finally asked.

“It’s not up to me,” Sun Wukong replied as he held onto Ai Ying, who had started to doze off and on in his arms. “She’s the one who needs to decide when she’ll be ready to head back to civilization.”

A long quiet passed between Sun Wukong and Macaque.

“You know it’s going to hurt when she realizes just how dangerous your life is and decides she’s better off with other humans than hanging around beings like us,” Macaque pointed out. “There always going be another opponent on the horizon looking to pick a fight with one of us.”

Sun Wukong remained quiet and took another long swig from his cup. Macaque poured more into his cup.

“ Besides…Beings like us aren’t meant to have significant others for a reason, Wukong,” Macaque told him firmly. “Our lives are too chaotic. There’s a reasons things never work out. She’s mortal, you’re not. You’re a powerful demi-god and she’s human. Sooner or later, you’ll only be able to take her so far in her training and will have to send her SUback to her old life where she’ll do what mortals do; meet some dude, fall in love, have kids, and then grow old and die. If she stays with you, things will get too dangerous for her. She’s not like MK.”

“I’m well aware of what she’s capable of, Macaque,” Sun Wukong replied solemnly. “She may not be MK and inherit my powers, but Ai Ying is tough and hardy. I knew that from the moment I met her in that alleyway when her and her friend were cornered by those thugs. If she wants to stay with me, I’m not going to push her away.”

“She’s that different, huh?”

“She’s strong.”

Ai Ying sighed as she felt herself being placed on a mattress. She opened her eyes and found Sun Wukong had carried her to her bedroom. The Monkey King sat on the edge of her bed, next to her. He shrugged out of his shirt and undid the top of his pants, so he could shimmer out of them. She moved over so he had room to laid down beside her. He pulled her against his naked body and together they laid in the dark.

“Ai Ying… I’ve been thinking,” Sun Wukong started, his voice low and quiet. He tightened his hold around her. “I want you to stay with me. I like having you here, Ai. Would you consider staying here permanently?”

“Permanently?” Ai Ying shifted in his arms, so she could sit up and peer down at Sun Wukong’s face to study it.

Sun Wukong’s golden eyes peer up at her in the darkness. “Yes. I love you, Ai Ying. I want you to live with me and make this place your home.”

Ai Ying felt like her heart was going to burst out of her chest. Sun Wukong wanted her to live with him! He loved her! A large grin spread across her lips as she threw herself at him and wrapped her arms tightly around his body. “I would like that! I would like that alot, Wukong.”

#Sun Wukong #original character #Monkie Kid fanfiction #Short story #Sun Wukong x Oc #Monkie Kid #Romance #Love story #One shot #six eared macaque #Kissing

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thelostcityofsugarteara · 2 years

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Hello! This is my first time requesting so for now I'm gonna ask as anon. ^^" can I please have some platonic Poison Mushroom headcanons with parental figure? Thank you and have a nice day! :D

hey anon !! i hope that i can do well for your first request hehe 😋 enjoy !! <3 this does contain slight spoilers for episode 11 !!

poison mushroom with parental figure reader !!

poison mushroom has a connection with you. they’ve only ever been close to one other person in their life (licorice).

they follow you around everywhere !! they cling to you like a lost child. of course, you don’t mind this & instead appreciate it.

one of you can’t go on a mission without the other, which includes the mission in the hollyberry kingdom with licorice, bat-cat & schwarzwälder. you tried your best to kee poison mushroom awake, but failed.

luckily, you’re able to eat poison mushroom’s shroomies without getting sick. they love this, because they finally have a shroomie companion !! dark choco can eat them too, but poison mushroom prefers you.

you go on forest walks together !! it’s something nice to do when you both don’t have any missions or duties.

poison mushroom frequently gets nightmares, so be prepared to stay with them for periods of time during the night. they can range from mild to very distressing. this is really the only time where you see them not looking like they’re out of it.

sit beside them in meetings !! they space out alot, and having you beside them helps keep them in the zone (i hope i worded that right).

licorice is low-key jealous of you. he’s also close with poison mushroom, but one day the two of them were talking and poison mushroom said that you’re sorta like a parent to them.

so yeah, licorice doesn’t like that. he doesn’t do anything about though, preferring to angrily write in his diary.

sorry that it’s short !! but i hope you enjoyed & feel free to request again <33

#cookie run kingdom #cookie run #poison mushroom cookie #sugartearawrites

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scrawnytreedemon · 2 years

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Just... building off of this thread, I’m not kidding when I say it’s a topic that’s been on my mind.

What I seriously don’t like about this conversation is the immediate assumption that everyone on the other side of this issue is in some way shape or another either a misogynist or heavily influenced by it.

And like, here’s the thing... like so many social ills, misogyny is this kind of fucking miasma-- You can’t avoid it entirely. We’re born into a society that has dealt with centuries, if not milennia of devaluing women and women-aligned people below their masculine counterparts; you don’t come out of that in any way somehow untouched.

And yet, here’s the thing:

Speaking as myself, from my own experience, as someone who identifies as a women within, as an anchorpoint even, my increasingly bigender experience, I feel no revulsion to it. As far as I am concerned, as far as anyone can be, I am largely unaffected by internalised misogyny to the extent these people are suggesting.

Like I said in the tags: I was raised by women, had female peers, and female role models. My original writing heavily focuses on women(not to the exclusion of others, to also be clear)... because I consider that my “default” state.

Even when I engage with male characters, I do so in a way that I recognise as deeply feminine-- I don’t mean that in the superficial sense; I mean that in the way I handle their emotions, how I assign attributes like motherhood, matronhood, how I often focus on more domestic ongoings-- And not in the patriarchal way of it; I mean that in a sense of resourcefulness; making do with what you have in a very quiet sense. When I daydream, and these characters argue, alot of it is heavily drawn from more “feminine”(god, look, I know this is nebulous I am so sorry but I am struggling to put this into words)-associated styles of arguing; the way I’ve seen my mother or my aunt do it, for example.

Obviously, these things are not for women and only women-- But within the society that’s been constructed, they’ve been pigeonholed as such. These behaviours are all part of the natural breadth of the human experience, but it’s been limited to a certain social group, historically.

I, as someone who has been raised the way I was, who dips into Womanhood™ as a point of comfort, solidarity, pride, do not have the supposed fandom-wide aversion that this conversation posits-- And I say conversation, because I’ve seen this elsewhere,

And I also know what side of the fandom it’s from.

If you scroll through the tags on that post, the amount of ‘it’s because of nasty fujos’ or ‘fetishing mlm’, or even the conspicuously TERFy, ‘they ship gay men and [pretend/say] it’s because they’re gay’.

So glad to see this important conversation is being put forth by a subset of people I very much trust~

And here’s the thing:

There is an issue.

A serious fucking issue.

But I don’t think pinning it so heavily on the fans is the key; like biglittlemouse brought up, it’s not just that these few female characters are bland, but that they’re only relegated to certain roles. That pure, simple unordinary gruntwork isn’t even considered the majority of the time, because female is a ‘modifer’, in the way that so many other marginalised identities are.

They’re not just female, they’re Female. They’re given Female roles; Female personalities; Female relationships.

Female plots.

Speaking as someone who favours antagonistic archetypes, you know where in the media I frequent there’s an even further deficit of not only female characters, but nuanced female characters. And that isn’t to say I don’t well-and-truly adore some of these archetypes-- The way Evil Stepmothers and the way they dip into such acidic, consuming emotions such as envy and hatred, extrenal and internal; the way Wicked Witches and beloathed Sorceresses highlight isolation from society by carving out your own way, and that to protect yourself you end up setting yourself so far from that society’s values in a way that loops right into the immorality they pinned on you; Violent Queens and their surreal domains, their egg-shell rules hiding needle-bed punishments, all kept under a piercing leer --But to tap into these without tapping into the misogyny itself as a way of making them more repugnant for being women is a task that is only recently being considered with more care.

But, I’d also like Dark Lords! Liches; Great, Hording Dragons; fallen divine figures that focus more on the Satanic than the Lilithian in invoking that womanhood; I want Cruel Gods and Horrors Beyond Comprehension; and goodness, oh goodness, in as much as I can say ‘more than anything’, give me a thick, meaty, armour-wearing wall of a grunt, some third-in-command or other with a massive fucking weapon and a swing capable of throwing you across the room...

And make her female.

That’s honest to god what I’d love.

Another point brought up was the ‘consume other media’ argument-- And! In many ways! I agree! There’s probably something out there that heavily touches on this without dipping into all of those shitty tropes; OR, if it does, it does so with an intent to unravel! Yes! God please, let’s do that!

But also, speaking personally, I have some female-focused stories that I really love; Jane Austen’s Jane Eyre; Margaret Atwood’s The Blind Assassin; Lisa Goldstein’s Strange Devices of the Sun and Moon; Shirley Jackson’s The Haunting of Hill House(which is unexpectedly and delghtfully sapphic in the most pained way???); hell, to bring up a personal childhood favourite, Jaquiline WIlson’s Hetty Feather.

My grandmother gifted it to me on my tenth birthday, if memory is to be believed.

All of these have wonderfully rich female protagonists; within their casts are fleshed-out female characters.

But it’s also worth noting that fandom tends to wrap itself around certain stories. I love all of these very dearly, but in a sense, because of that... I can’t see myself ‘fandomising’ them.

So like, what do we do?

Well, one part of it is that as time goes on, we will get better, and more consistent female representation that extends beyond tokenism, and unfolds these boxes for us to spill out. Even if the road is rocky, pains are being taken to include more female writers within larger projects.

Within fandom, it does help to recognise these, and search for more! But also, this is a hobby; and I do find it frustrating when people on here take what people do as a hobby and assume it goes for the rest of their life. Again, to use myself as an example, the slice of me presented here, while very genuine, is also a slice. You cannot, and honestly, should not put all of yourself on the internet for everyone to see.

You need to do better than simply assuming.

But again,

I do think this is a problem.

And I think in regards to certain kinds of engagement in certain disproportion can be linked to a sort of internalised misogyny; in the sense that because so many female characters are not only bland, but in ways that divorce them from ‘normalcy’ in a way that cuts off actual relatability for many of these fandom-going women, they’ve turned to digging into the soil of bland, but unboxed male characters ripe for digging,

And then carry that over into spaces where that isn’t necessary, and where it drowns out the actual representation that piece of media has.

It’s cyclical, in a sense.

And yet again, I think it does us well to remember that... the majority of ‘mainstream’ fandom is F/M focused? That you know, despite how rich our slice is, that even still it is a niche?

And that doesn’t fix the prevelance of MLM over WLW-- I know, and it does well and truly sadden me that the scales here are so unablanced; the way it must inevitably alienate so many sapphic women and femmes, especially if they are lesbian.

It really is a damn shame, and I hope we can do better. It really does frustrate me the way this conversation often goes, and the circles this shit circulates in, too, but I also do agree with the basic premise.

There’s a serious underepresentation of women, in both mainstream and fandom, sometimes even to the extent of carrying into areas where you’d think that’d be otherwise.

I can imagine so much of this goes for race, too. I can’t speak on the topic myself, as I feel woefully underequipped, but inasmuch as it hits the spot, I think that should be acknowledged. Again, I can’t say much, but I wish to acknowledge.

There’s alot more we could get into as to why alot of women and femme people gravitate to MLM in our particular slice of fandom, but that’s another conversation for another post.

I hope this was at least somewhat insightful, even if incredibly rambly.

Thanks for reading.

#scrawny rambles #fandom wank #the readmore isn't as well-placed as i'd like #but i need to fold it somewhere so!!#just know it sprawls alot more from there

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someone1348 · 3 years

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It feels good to be back! Apologies on being so inactive on here I've never had time, this summer has been too much but i found some time and inspiration to write so here we are!

People in this: Ler!Ranboo, Lee!Tubbo

This is a somewhat Irl fic!

(Lore is mentioned but its not based on the actual dream smp lore story so don't worry none of what you are going to read ever happened! It just fit the story!)

Tw: none, well i guess the smallest amount of fear, but other than that nothing!

I hope you all enjoyyy again im so sorry! Enjoy the fic my friends! And feel free to leave some requests in the asks! :]

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Enderwalking In Real Life!

Tubbo was the happiest of people on the planet right now! His favorite person ever ranboo! Who he'd been playing minecraft with for years it feels like was here! In the Uk! With him!

He could actually see him, hug him, he was real and he was here with him! For a few months too! Its perfect! The world seemed to let the smaller exhale, this is all i need.

The younger smiled contently as he watched him game on the pc he had set up on stream awhile back for his actual meeting. The Taller suggested they do some lore so that's exactly what happened, they logged on together and got started on some lore!

The chat went wild as they saw their beloved Ranboo start enderwalking as the Beeboy and their kid Michael slept

"⊑⟒⌰⌰⍜ ⎎⍀⟟⟒⋏⎅⌇, ⊑⟒⏃⍀⏁"

He spoke as he wondered around not being aware enough to stop or understand what he was saying, he eventually walked all the way back home resting back in his husband's embrace.

End stream,

Tubbo laughed to himself, Ranboo tilted his head looking at him "what are you giggling about hmmm?~" a slight teasing tone was hinted making him giggle a bit more

"Noho I'm just saying you are alot like your character!"

"Yeah? How so?" The taller asked curiously as the other shot him a big smile

"You both sleepwalk!"

"Hmm, i guess enderwalking is like sleepwalking but it was a one time thing for me! Irl me that is"

"Pffft! You kidding man you do it every night!" Tubbo lightly hit his shoulder as Ranboo giggled too "do not!" Pushing him back lightly going at it like two kids arguing over who did what

It was a great moment that was quickly replaced with the idea of food and bed. It was quite late so they got some snacks before brushing their teeth and going to bed.

"Hey! Let me know Tommrow if i sleep walk again tonight i wanna track these things"

"You got it bossman! Nighttt!"

"Goodnighttt!!"

And just like that the two were out cold, nothing but the sound of the wind, some crickets, leaves rustling ever so slightly, andd ranboo sleep walking and making noise.

It was almost peaceful, normally Tubbo slept through Ranboo's nighttime antics but this time the noise was to much so he stayed up studying him to make sure the poor guy didn't hurt himself.

It was the normal for the most part, a few small words or sentences barely noticeable by the human ear, some moving of things, bumping gently into a wall, staring out into the distance

Things seemed quite well so when Tubbo was about to go back to bed that's when he heard it

"Tubbo"

The sleepwalking 6'6 man had turned from his position by the window and looked him dead in the eyes

Tubbo tilted his head, he's said his name before in this state but something about it felt different, off, the smaller was slightly unsettled that was before Ranboo got closer saying his name again, Tubbo didn't notice anything strange about his walking, he was definitely sleeping but this was just weird.

Ranboo got close enough to where he was right beside the known goat hybrid twitch streamer, trying not to wake him up because walking up a sleepwalker is extremely dangerous he whispered gently

"Yeah man"

That was when he caught it "Tubbo,,,,,GOTCHA!" Ranboo's long arm's shot down to tickle alll over the poor sleepy boy's sides, his shirt already a little up from sleeping earlier, his bare skin being attacked without any warning or anything he shrieked, thanking the universe that the room was sound proof

"RAHahaAhaHanbOO!" The brunette giggled in different pitches squirming around on his bed as Ranboo smirked giggling to himself before pretending to sleepwalk again with his speech as his wiggly fingers found there way under his shirt and up to tickle all over his ribs, although it was less ticklish it was still fun!

"Tickle tickle tickle tickle" Ranboo repeated to Tubbo in his sleepwalk tone

"I knohohow yohohour awaha-AHHAGSAH!"

Tubbo's speech was cut off when the said sleepwalker tickled his underarms with such skill it was alot more ticklish then normal maybe it was because he was tired or Ranboo's tricks but he was definitely alot more ticklish than he thought he would be!

"Awww thats so cute, I've caught myself a ticklish little Tubbo for the road! Tickle tickle tickleee~" he teased tickling his neck and ears Tubbo scrunching up giggling his head off

"NahaHAha no EAhahArs NohohO RahaHanbooo!!" Tubbo whined a bit as the man cooed even more

"Dawww that's so cute! Ticklish little ears, hehe Kitchy Kitchy coo~" he whispered in his other ear blowing some air at the end so it's extra Ticklish, 'he was definitely ler mode now' Tubbo thought to himself before covering his own face

Ranboo giggled and paused the tickling for a second "Aww is the lee embarrassed"

"Not a lehee! And no! You just caught me off gaurd!"

"Whatever you say lee~ now uncover your face i wanna see your smile or else~" the open threat made tubbo smirk under his hands refusing to take them off yet

"Or else what big man~" The smaller teased back before hearing an deep inhale of breath

"Wait! wait! WAit RAN-BAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAAHA PLEAHAHAHASE!!!" Tubbo had uncovered his face but

The taller enderboy blew a gaint raspberry on his stomach right over his bellybutton

"RAHAHAAHAHANBOO WAHAHAIT! NO- AHAHAHA PLEAHAHAHASE!!" Ranboo had now begun tickling the man's poor ticklish stomach with one hand scribbling and digging (gently) as the other slowly and teasingly made shapes and other things with his nails driving the smaller into a giggly mess

"HAHAHAHAHA RAHAHAAHAHANBOO!"

Tubbo's mind was so sleepy all he could think about was how much it tickled 'it tickles, it tickles eep!' He was happy, giggly, red faced, smiling but most importantly he was comfortable, physical contact isn't really his strong point he's trying but with ranboo he was safe, comfortable, this was good. He was good.

"Tickletickletickletickle Tktktktktktktk~" the scribbling got more and more hyper as Ranboo got more into the babytalk, laughing along with his best friend

"OKAHAHAY PLEAHAHAHASE IHIHIHIHIT TIHIHICKLES! MEHEHERCY!" He immediately stopped rubbing the tickles away,

"You alright bud? Im sorry if i went alittle overboard" the taller rubbed the back of his neck in slight embarrassment

"Naha you're good man, that was fun!" Tubbo's smile was genuine and that is exactly what Ranboo wanted to see

The taller sat down on Tubbo's bed next to him as the said boy kept talking now that he was breathing normally again "i can't believe you tricked me like that!" He giggled pushing Ranboo again both laughing happily together

"It was the perfect plan! Im just surprised it actually worked!"

"I was sleepy, plus you're a great actor!"

Ranboo giggled

"Well played my friend, well played" Tubbo giggled before knocking out from already being sleepy to now tickled to peices he was down, giggling again the american smiled contently tucking him in before going to bed himself.

That nights rest was the best one they've both had in a long time, the rustle of the leaves and the sound of the fan in the distance everything seemed perfect, it was the best, Together.

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I hope you all enjoyedd!!! Again im so sorry for all the inconveniences! I love you all! Drink some water, eat something today, take a shower, take at least one water bottle out of your room, and take care of yourself because you deserve it! You are loved, appreciated, stronger than you know and everything is going to be all good! Big hugs from me to you my friends! <3

#k writes tk things #mcyt tickle #dream smp tickle #dreamsmp tickle fic #lee!tubbo #ler!ranboo #beeduo meetup #bee duo tickle fic

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im so happy you’re accepting prompts!! just know that there’s no pressure at all, and that we love your writing🤍 prompt: cassian and nesta talk about whether they’d still inevitably end up together if they weren’t mates and just alot of fluffy sweet banter

I did yours first because I really appreciated you saying that there was no pressure in completing it. I felt that and I thought it was the nicest thing in the world.

BUT It came out really stupid sorry so... I'm not going to tag anyone. However I will own my shame so here you go.

It's banter in the form of pillow talk, where Cassian constantly keeps Nesta up by asking her questions. In my brain, he goes on tangents and Nesta is the pragmatic one. That's like... okay Cassian. But again. STUPID!!!!!

“Do you think it would have been me?” Cassian asks as he tries to count constellations in fresh paint. “If we didn’t have the bond... would it have been us? I guess the real question is did the bond choose us from the start--our relationship destined? Or did the bond see us... how we acted and felt about each other, and some cosmic force recognized our love?

Nesta shifts in the bed, her eyes blinking up at him slowly. “Cassian these are not the type of questions you ask right before bed.”

But he has to ask, he always has to ask. There’s something about the darkness that has these questions bubbling out of his throat. “But think about it Nesta, don’t you think we’re sort of... odd.”

Cassian thinks about it all the time. There's no one more perfect for him then her and yet, he sees the way people look at them. His hands will always be stained with blood and Nesta is more fitted for white gloves and lace. And he knows she can hold a sword and fight with the best of them, but Nesta can fit anywhere and Cassian can’t fit.

“I mean I understand opposites attract,” he rambles on, “and we do have similarities, but we mostly fought in the beginning and yet I still wanted you even then. Was my want for you a part of the bond? Or was the bond part of wanting you? And if it’s the first, in another universe, in another time, would it have been me? And if it’s the second what if you hadn’t wanted me, too.”

Cassian turns to face her, the bed creaking as he moves. He watches as she frowns, her lashes casting shadows on her cheek. “I promised we’d have that time, but I never considered that in another life it might not have been me at all.”

It's not the first time he keeps her awake with some question or another.

Usually, she merely sighs exhausted at what do you think the meaning of life is? Does time even exist if we really think about it... Do you ever think about how you can know a person you’re entire life and only scratch the surface of who they are? Does that mean you can never really know a person truly in the first place and if that’s the case aren’t we all living with practical strangers?

More often than not Nesta’s covering her ears with the pillow, groaning while Cassian tries to pull it from her face. They’ve had a hundred and one nights like this. He wants a million more.

Cassian tries to catch his breath, almost wishing she’d groan or sigh or roll her eyes, play it off like it’s a stupid question because it is. he knows it is.

“So tell me,” he says, his words a whisper of worry, “what do you think? Was it always going to be us?

Nesta's brows furrow quizzically and she purses her lips. “I don’t know if you can tell this about me Cassian, but I don’t like many people.”

Cassian frowns at the words, “Is that an answer?”

Nesta shrugs, “I find it hard to believe I would have loved anyone else.”

“So you’re with me... by process of elimination?”

“Or...” She offers, her gaze alight with mirth, “you’re the exception.”

Hmm.

Cassian needs to think on that one.

“But hypothetically, what would you have done if it wasn’t me?” he goads. “We only exist because you turned fae, what if you hadn’t? There may or may not be a bond but the relationship is impractical if you’re human and I’m fae. You’d just get married to some poor bloke who gives you this large diamond ring and you have 12 children?”

Nesta scoffs, “Twelve?”

“Whatever number,” Cassian dismisses.

Nesta raises her hands to stop him, “we are not having twelve children.”

“That’s... a topic for another day,” Cassian waves off.

“No,” Nesta sings, “that’s a topic I will resolve now. We are not having twelve kids.”

“But I want a big family,” Cassian pleads, grabbing her hands and giving her that look that he knows makes her take pity on him.

Nesta rolls her eyes. “You’re head is big enough to fill up the entire house. We have no room for that many people. No. No!”

“The House is four stories. What are we suppose to do with all those rooms?”

“Cassian unless you are birthing these babies yourself in which I will fully support you emotionally, spiritually, and financially, we are not having twelve children. End of discussion.”

Cassian only grumbles out a response.

“And regarding your other question, I don’t know what I would’ve done. That scenario doesn’t exist. I’m fae, you’re fae. That’s it and unless we plan on dying tomorrow, I don’t know if we’d end up together in the next life. I don’t know if the bond keeps us coming back to each other. I don’t care. I want this life with you. I chose you and you chose me and we’re here together. And I guess, if the bond, or what I deem as love, means I’m going to have to answer these questions every night, then I guess that’s what I’m going to do.”

Nesta reaches for him, and Cassian shifts to make room for her. She settles her head on his outstretched arm. It tickles at his skin, but he can’t believe she’s just satisfied enough with that answer.

“Would you have married someone else though?”

Nesta sighs, but Cassian waits for the answer. She groans, mumbling about not getting any sleep.

“Probably,” she says at last. “Yes. If you want that answer, then yes. But quite honestly knowing my character and knowing the males in my town, we probably wouldn’t have lasted long. I would have killed him long before we ever reached twelve.”

Cassian laughs and Nesta brightens at the sound.

“Or he might have run head first into a moving carriage on his own accord. I wouldn’t have judged him.”

“How would you kill him?”

Nesta smirks, her eyes maliciously bright. “Poison... knives... a trip down the stairs.”

“Make it look like an accident.”

“Of course,” Nesta beams.

“You’ve thought about this a lot,” Cassian says, noting his mate’s excitement.

Nesta sets her hand on his cheek, rubbing her thumb along the rough stubble of his chin. “Murder is always on my mind.”

“I should probably stop keeping you up with my questions, then.”

Her lips are impossibly close to his, and he can feel her breath on his skin. “Maybe you should. I’m sure the House knows how to hide a body.”

Cassian laughs, the sound bright in the shadowed room. He’s sure that’s true and her lips raise at his calm shrug of acceptance. His eyes dart to her mouth.

Cassian wants to kiss her, but he has to tell her first.

“I love you.”

“I know,” she says, her lips nearly touching his.

Being near her is a relief. But hearing her speak is something else entirely. Maybe he asks her these questions because he wants to hear her voice into the last moments of the day. At all hours of the night.

Nesta wraps her hand around his hair and tugs.

But another question forms in his mind. “Would you’re family have approved of me?”

Nesta rolls her eyes, pulling away from him. Cassian grasps her arms, pulling her back. “Hey, come on now. You’ve indulged me this far.”

Nesta pretends to think about her answer, and as he waits she looks to the ceiling as if she’s actually thinking about it. Cassian can practically hear crickets.

“It’s taking you this long!”

“Well... I’m trying to be accurate!” She throws up her hands. “You know maybe they wouldn’t, because you’re not... princely. No offense.”

“None taken,” He remarks. Because he knows all too well the differences between them. Cassian doesn’t mind. She’ll be his queen. He can be her guard. Her knight. Whatever keeps her next to him.

“But then again, maybe they would because you are rich--hey!”

Nesta catches the pillow he throws and she throws it back at him. He catches it easily before it hits his face.

“Who hits their mate upside the head?” She yells.

Cassian rolls his eyes, “You hit me all the time.”

“I smack your butt. That is not the same.”

Cassian scoffs, “You won’t let me smack your butt.”

“That’s because you try to do it in public places!”

“Oh, so you’re okay if I tap your ass in private. You trying to tell me something Nes? Who knew you'd like to be spanked?”

Her cheeks redden and Cassian shrugs, thinking about it. "Actually I should've known that."

“I change my mind," She announces, grabbing his pillow, "they’d hate you and you know what? I would marry that man and I’d have twelve beautiful children!”

Then Nesta simply turns away from him and pulls the blanket over her head.

Cassian tries to pull the blanket down, but she doesn't loosen her grip. “Take that back! Nesta, take that back. I’m serious.”

“Nesta!” He hisses. “Nes, I’m not going to stop bothering you. Nesta!”

But Cassian slumps as the lump of blankets stays still. Nesta doesn’t even make a sound.

“How about I pretend you didn’t just tell me about one of your fantasies and I'll bring it back up later. I’ll even pretend I found it in one of your books."

He rubs at what he thinks is her ass and Nesta shoves down the blankets with a flourish. Her hair is a mess of tangles all over the pillow.

“I hate you,” she says.

Cassian grins, setting his palms on her reddened cheeks.

“I love you,” He says softly, lightly tracing her soft skin with his thumb. It’s a privilege to be near her, to touch her, to be loved by her. To laugh and laugh and laugh. It doesn’t matter how, when, what, or why. “I wouldn’t want anyone else but you.”

Cassian kisses her lightly, “I still think we should talk about those children though.”

He merely gets smacked in the face with a pillow.

Fin.

I keep reading this and I can't make it better, so.... you win some, you lose some, you know.

#nessian #nesta archeron #cassian #oy vey did not want to post this one #but... you know exposure therapy #got to get used to ugly #I will not put my name on this #though #author unknown writes

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