#yeah I added all the names in the hashtags
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I am so close to being done with Royals/Ramblers I can taste it, and it's one of those frustrating situations where the last remaining work to be done is just annoying. I have to write one damn scene, which of course is the most emotionally fraught and difficult one, and then pick from the *counts on fingers* three separate versions of the epilogue I wrote, none of which are very satisfying. I'll probably slam them all together and then sort it out somehow.
And then I definitely have to give the whole thing one more pass before I think about posting, because it's going to clock in at right around 150K words, and I already have notes on continuity issues that need fixing.
Anyway, please enjoy this scene, in which I realized at the same time Gregory and Eddie did what a great joke their names make. (Some brief context -- Joan uses she/her but doesn't like the word "princess", so she chose the gender neutral Princeps as her title.)
Friday evening, when Gregory came on the air for the address, Eddie was sitting next to him, and Joan was leaning on Eddie's shoulder. Her excitement was almost a visible thing; she'd been fussed over that afternoon, Gregory helping her pick out clothing followed by Jerry doing her makeup for camera and Eddie doing a slightly less clumsy job of braiding her hair than she generally did.
"Good evening, Fons-Askaz, Askazer-Shivadlakia, our neighbors, and our viewers abroad," Gregory said. Behind the camera, Jerry mouthed the words along with him absently. "I'm pleased to greet you all this Friday evening and I hope you're well. I find myself, for the second time in a year, setting aside the usual issues of the day and questions from citizens to talk to you about family...."
His idea had been to talk about Joan's history just a little, then introduce her as the newest Royal, their daughter the Princeps. He could use that as a platform to present to the country his new funding package for adoptive families, meant to encourage adoption and support children coming out of the foster system. Each half of that would hopefully make the other half seem less random.
It went pretty smoothly; Eddie chimed in at all the right moments, and Joan got to say a few words of introduction at the end. After he signed off, he gave her a hug and a forehead-kiss and told her she'd done a great job.
And then Noah, standing with Monday and Jerry behind the camera in the little studio, said, "Well, you crashed the internet again."
Gregory sighed. "Can't blame Eddie this time, can we?"
"It was only the tourism website, and it wasn't on purpose," Eddie said.
"He was always breaking my stuff when we were kids," Monday said.
"Nope, this one's all Joan," Noah replied. "As soon as you introduced her as your daughter, traffic started spiking -- palace website, tourism website, and every royals' Photogram."
"Katie in Communications says told you so," Jerry said, already on the phone with her.
"Joan's Photogram is down, looks like bandwidth-suck. And there goes mine, and yours," Noah said, nodding at Gregory. "There's two hashtags trending, PrincessJoan and PrincepsJoan."
"Let me call my guy at Photogram," Eddie said, taking his phone out.
"You have a guy just like, at Photogram?" Monday asked.
"Yeah, he handles my requests, I send him sausages," Eddie answered.
"How is it you simultaneously live in the 22nd century and the 14th?" Monday asked.
"Have him kill the Princess hashtag," Noah suggested.
"It's fine," Joan said. "They can use it for now, it'll keep things, um." She narrowed her eyes, searching for the word. "Segmented. Spread out the discussion a little."
"Someone's been reading my data analytics memos," Gregory said.
"You leave 'em out," she pointed out.
"Good news is people seem excited," Noah continued. "The hashtag's glitching, it's moving so fast, but overall pretty positive," he added.
"Well, we knew this would be intense," Gregory said. Joan, studying her own phone, squeaked. "Joan?"
"Mas Corbin tagged me," she said, with possibly the most excitement they'd seen from her, at least since her first trip in the Jaguar.
"The footballer?" Gregory asked, confused.
"Who?" Noah and Eddie chorused.
"He's a Shivadh footballer, I think he's playing in Ireland right now," Gregory said, and his voice took on a slight edge as he considered some of the reasons a football player might mention his daughter. "What did he say?"
"Dedicating my next game to my new Princeps JoanMac, long may she reign," Joan read, and Gregory relaxed. "Congrats to Gin&Tonic, she's cute as a button. Mas Corbin thinks I'm cute!"
"Gin and Tonic?" Gregory asked, and then said, "Gregory and Theophile," right as Eddie and Monday both began to laugh. "How did neither of us think of that before?"
"You get used to it," Noah said to Joan. "All kinds of famous people are going to have opinions on you."
"What do I do?!"
"Gram him back," Noah said. "Comment and say thanks and that you're a fan and you'll be watching the game."
"I'm gonna have to do a video with some gin and tonic recipes," Eddie said, as Noah and Joan debated the best wording for her response. Gregory leaned back in his chair, exhaling, and let the chaos happen around him for a minute.
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General Audiences | Fluff, Chaos
"Megumi-seaurchinhead – that’s a really good name – asks, ‘Why do you have different last names?’”
“Do you know how hard it is to get a name change?” Megumi asked. “Especially if it’s a name you’d already had for ten years?”
“Hard both financially, legally, and emotionally,” Gojo listed. “Plus Megumi Fushiguro has such a ring to it.”
“I guess you could’ve become Satoru Fushiguro.”
“Yah, but I’m famous.”
“Point taken. Megumi Gojo is an okay name I guess, it’s just weird. I’ve been Fushiguro all my life.”
“It’s his mom’s name,” Gojo added. “It would be a shame to swap your mom’s name for your adoptive dad’s. That’s not very #feminism, is it?”
“Did you seriously just say the word ‘hashtag’?”
“Hashtag feminism, dude.”
“Don’t ‘dude’ me. You’re old and wrinkly, and cringe. Next question.”
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OR: the jjk actor/interview au we all wanted
“Sometimes people ask me if you’re, like, actually mine. And first of all, what do you mean, ‘actually’?? You’re literally my son? And second of all, if they mean biologically, how old do they think I am?! I was ten years old when you were born. And when you were conceived-“
Megumi coughed violently and nodded his head towards the camera. Gojo immediately stopped talking.
“We were rolling? Oh. Well. ….Shit.”
The screen fuzzed out with a loud BEEEEP.
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“Hey, I’m Megumi Fushiguro, and I’m in Jujutsu Kaisen 0 this March.”
“I’m Satoru Gojo! I’m also in Jujutsu Kaisen 0 this March. What a funny coincidence.”
“We’re here today to read your most frequently asked questions-”
“And it’s Father’s Day! So there’ll be lots about our relationship.”
Megumi hummed. “I feel like we should probably explain that first.”
Gojo inched towards Megumi, closing the gap between them on the couch. Megumi, engrossed in trying to find the right words, didn’t notice until Gojo managed to get an arm over Megumi’s shoulders. Megumi jumped.
“Holy fuck, don’t do that,” he scolded, hand over his heart. Gojo snickered and turned to the camera.
“We’re father and son! Hence the Father’s Day interview.” Megumi opened his mouth, but Gojo quickly put a hand over it. “Don’t sweat the small stuff. Peace and love, Megumi! Onto the questions!”
A member of the crew placed two small bowls, full of slips of paper, on the table in front of them. They also handed Megumi a clipboard.
“So, these’re the rules,” Megumi announced, shrugging Gojo’s arm off. “We take a question from that bowl-“ he pointed – “and answer it. Truthfully,” he added, staring at Gojo. Gojo put his hands up in surrender.
“Hey, I never lie! Just bend the truth sometimes.”
“Yeah, whatever. Once you’re done with the paper, put it on the table – and not back into the bowl.” Another stare. Gojo looked away. “If you don’t want to answer the question, you don’t have to, but you do have to do a forfeit.” Megumi pointed to the other bowl.
“How am I supposed to remember which one is which?”
“Does anyone have a pen?”
A woman quickly handed Megumi a marker.
“Thanks.” Megumi picked up the first bowl, and scrawled QUESTIONS on it, and then FORFEITS on the other.
“Woah, Megs, your handwriting is awful,” Gojo commented, inspecting the scribbles.
“Thanks, I got it from you,” Megumi replied. He put the marker down on the table and finished scanning the rules. “That’s about it, I think.”
“You wanna go first?”
“I guess.” Megumi carefully pulled a slip from the bowl. “This is from fishbowlbrain on twitter. ‘Do Megumi and Yuuji actually get along, or is it just acting?’”
“Do they get along? You have no idea,” Gojo groaned. “They’re such menaces.”
“He’s only saying that because we convinced the publicist to sell stickers of Satoru,” Megumi confided to the camera.
“Yeah, stickers of horrible freeze-frame moments!”
“We caught him mid-sneeze,” Megumi cackled. “Ahh. Good times.”
“That was last week.”
“Good times.”
“Seriously, I wish they were just acting. They do literally everything together now. Saw them at the nail salon a few days ago.”
Megumi held up his hand to reveal his green nails. “Aren’t they cool? Yuuji got red.”
“Very cool.” Gojo crossed his arms.
“He’s also mad because we didn’t invite him,” Megumi told the camera. “Come on, Satoru. It’s your turn.”
“Oh, hell yes!” Gojo shoved his hand into the QUESTIONS bowl and rummaged around, spilling a few. Megumi rolled his eyes and collected the spilt questions, putting them back in the bowl once Gojo had removed his hand. “Ooh! This is a good one!” He cleared his throat. “This is a question from … gojosxrayeyes? … on twitter. ‘Did you audition for your roles in Jujutsu Kaisen because of your characters’ relationship, or was it a coincidence?’”
“Satoru didn’t actually audition properly,” Megumi sighed. “They kinda wrote the part for him. I didn’t know he was in it, since I didn’t run in to him during audition week, so it was complete coincidence.”
“I do sometimes wonder if they wrote Megumi’s part for him, too,” Gojo mused. “Why does it fit him so well otherwise? Why are our characters father and son otherwise?”
“I mean, they’re not really father and son,” Megumi countered. “What did they call it? Oh yeah, you’re my ‘benefactor’. You just pay for stuff. Like rent.”
“I love being rich,” Gojo nodded. “And Tsumiki – she’s not related to us at all. She’s really lovely though.”
“It wasn’t hard to act like she was my sister,” Megumi agreed. “It would be nice to have a sister. Someone who can distract Satoru before he drives me insane.”
“No comment,” Gojo said. “Anyway, yeah! Coincidence, although I swear Megumi was a muse for someone involved. Your turn, Megs!”
Megumi picked another piece of paper out. “Yuujislefteyebrow wants to know why you always wear sunglasses.”
“What, in Jujutsu Kaisen? Only time will tell, my friend,” Gojo answered, wiggling his fingers mysteriously. “But in real life, I’m just susceptible to migraines.” He shrugged. “My turn!”
This time, Megumi put a hand to the edge of the bowl to prevent spilling. Gojo grinned and purposefully knocked their hands together as he took a piece of paper. Megumi punched his arm.
“Ow, Megumi! That hurt!” Gojo turned to the crew. “Did you see that? Did you see that? My own son-“
“Please read the question, Mr Gojo,” a woman’s voice said. Megumi sniggered.
“Yeah, Mr Gojo. Get on with it.”
“I am, I am! Ahem. Megumi-seaurchinhead – that’s a really good name – asks, ‘Why do you have different last names?’”
“Do you know how hard it is to get a name change?” Megumi asked. “Especially if it’s a name you’d already had for ten years?”
“Hard both financially, legally, and emotionally,” Gojo listed. “Plus Megumi Fushiguro has such a ring to it.”
“I guess you could’ve become Satoru Fushiguro.”
“Yah, but I’m famous.”
“Point taken. Megumi Gojo is an okay name I guess, it’s just weird. I’ve been Fushiguro all my life.”
“It’s his mom’s name,” Gojo added. “It would be a shame to swap your mom’s name for your adoptive dad’s. That’s not very #feminism, is it?”
“Did you seriously just say the word ‘hashtag’?”
“Hashtag feminism, dude.”
“Don’t ‘dude’ me. You’re old and wrinkly, and cringe. Next question.”
Gojo opened his mouth, then closed it. “You got me there.”
“I know I do. Here’s another question: ‘how do you get yourself to cry at sad moments?’”
“I am an emotional wreck at the best of times,” Gojo laughed. “I just think of a Mitski song or something.”
“Personally, I just get really in character. As Satoru said, my character is very similar to me, so if he’s crying, it’s probably a situation where I’d cry too. That’s sad enough as it is.”
“I don’t think you’ve cried in JJK, though?” Gojo thought for a moment. “I suppose even if you did we couldn’t mention it. It might be a spoiler. Wait, have I even cried?”
“Your character doesn’t really show emotions, does he? I might have cried once, or something. But I’ve cried more in other parts, and the same method worked for them. It’s always a sad moment anyway, so you just have to feel the mood and the emotions of your part, I guess.”
“Of course you have the perfect, actor-y answer,” Gojo sulked. “Now I just look stupid.”
“Listen, I just think Mitski’s more cathartic than sad,” Megumi shrugged.
“Bonus question, what’s your favourite Mitski song?” someone called from the back.
“Call me basic, but I like Francis Forever,” Megumi answered.
“Oh, that one is cathartic. I’m more of a Liquid Smooth man myself.”
“That one’s good too. But is that really one that makes you cry?”
“Nah. Have you ever seen Fruits Basket?”
“Yeah…?”
“Well. Now think of First Love/Late Spring but with Hatori.”
There was a pause while Megumi tried to focus on the image.
“…….Oh my god.”
“Yeah, exactly.”
“Yeah, yeah, I can actually see how this would work,” Megumi laughed shakily, fanning his face. “No, literally, this is working too well-“
“Wait, actually?” Gojo handed Megumi a tissue, obviously fighting a giggle. “I didn’t take you for someone who easily cried.”
“I’m not, I just really like Hatori, okay? They were in love, Satoru!”
“I know, I know. Shall we move on before this gets worse?”
Megumi blew his nose. “Please.”
Gojo rustled in the bowl for a bit. “Sunshineyellow says ‘how does Satoru feel about the possibility of their being a ‘real’ father for Megumi’s character in season 2?’ Woah, one step at a time, sunshineyellow! We’ve only just done season one – and the movie’s not even out yet!”
“Also, there’s a whole thing about what a douchebag he was,” Megumi interjected. “Yeah, the guy would be a biological father, but my character absolutely despises him. Why would we feel upset by that?”
“True, true. I think you do have to bear the context in mind. Also, they’re just characters! Separate real life from fiction, guys. I personally have a fabulous work/life balance.”
“So true. He forces me to lock my scripts away when I get home.”
Gojo gave Megumi a high five. “That’s how it should be!”
Megumi picked another question. “Toadinthehole asked ‘Why did they pair you up to do this interview? Surely Megumi should be with Yuji and Nobara?’”
“And then who would they put me with?” Gojo pointed out. “Most of the adult characters have minor roles and as a teacher, I interact most with the kids. If they put me with Kento or Suguru, it might actually be weirder.”
“Also, it’s Father’s Day. I’m here with my dad.”
Gojo immediately snapped his head to look at Megumi. “Did you just say what I thought you said?”
“Probably?”
“Awh, Megs!” Gojo launched himself at Megumi, wrapping every limb around him. “You’re so cute sometimes!”
Megumi said something, but Gojo was squashed over his microphone. Eventually, a crew member came to peel Gojo off.
“Sheesh, it’s not something to overreact over,” Megumi huffed, attempting to straighten himself out.
“It totally is.”
“I say it all the time.”
“And it gets better every time!”
“Would it deflate you to know that Yuji is doing this interview with Mr Nanami?”
Gojo paused. “They’re not related, are they?”
“No, but they do have a similar dynamic to us in the show, don’t they?”
“I guess so….”
“Yuji literally said that Mr Nanami is his TV dad.”
“He kinda is! That’s so sweet. Does that make me and Kento dad friends…?”
Megumi sighed heavily. “Maybe they should let us do an interview together. Like, the four of us.”
“Let Nobara join too! Wait, she doesn’t have a TV parent. What are we gonna do?!”
“Give her Shoko and let her join…?”
“I like it.” Gojo turned to the crew behind the camera. “Are you writing this down?”
“Don’t be rude to them,” Megumi chided. “But you know what would be cool? One of those interviews where you play with cats.”
“Oh my god, yeah! We could…”
Their voices faded as the screen turned to black. Text appeared in the centre of the screen: they got a bit distracted, so we have to cut out this bit. It’s just them talking about cats for fifteen minutes. Let’s get ourselves back on track …
The image returned and the audio faded back in. Gojo had shifted so he was sitting with an ankle crossed over his knee, arm slung casually over the back of the sofa. Megumi rooted in the bowl for another question.
“Oh, here we go! ‘Beside your own character and each other’s, who’s your favourite character in JJK?’”
“Ooh! Ooh! Nanami! I think he’s really cool. He’s just got a knife, maths, and the power of refusing to work overtime.”
Megumi laughed. “I’ve never heard it put like that before. Personally, I like Yuta – you won’t really know who he is since you haven’t seen the film yet, so I won’t say much. I just think it’s awesome how he keeps winning with the literal power of love.”
“Hell yeah! Peace and love!” Gojo beamed. “Can we do some forfeits now?”
“What, without the questions?”
“Yeah, I’m curious as to what they’re gonna make us do.” Gojo pulled one out of the bowl. “’Do ten star jumps.’ Well, that one’s boring. You can do that one for me.” He tossed the paper to Megumi, who grumbled something about it being Gojo’s idea, but stood up and started doing it anyway. “This one’s better. ‘Tell us the worst thing you’ve ever eaten’.”
“Isn’t that just another question?” Megumi puffed, on his fifth star jump.
“Yeah, but it’s an embarrassing question. And the answer is earthworms, when I was seven.”
“What?!”
“I know! Don’t I seem far too elegant to ever eat worms?”
Megumi collapsed onto the sofa, breathing heavily. “Don’t ever make me do exercise again.”
“Oh, you big drama queen. You and I both know about your 5k before bed.”
“Listen, it’s just relaxing-“
“Yeah, yeah. Pick another forfeit.”
“’Chug a bottle of sprite’. Uh, no.”
“What do you mean, ‘no’?”
“I mean no. I want another one.”
“How about ‘tell us your most embarrassing dream?’ Don’t tell me about your sex dreams, though.”
“You’re my dad, why would I ever do that.”
“We have a close relationship and we’re really close in age, you know. You might feel that I am a safe space-“
“Yeah, no. My most embarrassing dream was the time I dreamt I tried to do a skateboard trick but landed flat on my face.”
“That wasn’t a dream, that happened when you were nine.”
“Was there an audience of mermaids laughing at me?”
“No…?”
“Then it was a dream. A very bad dream.”
“You only have time for one last thing, either a forfeit or a question,” a crew member called out. Gojo pouted.
“Is it because we wasted all your time talking about cats?”
“Yeah,” the cameraman said.
“My bad, sorry,” Megumi apologised, reaching for QUESTIONS. “Let’s do one last question, shall we?”
“Yeah, these forfeits are bad.”
“Don’t be rude. Satorusshinyslipper says, ‘Tell us one thing we probably won’t know about making Jujutsu Kaisen.’”
“What, anything?”
“Anything, I guess.”
They both thought for a minute.
“Oh! I have one. My demon dogs are my actual dogs.”
“Ohhh, that is a good one,” Gojo agreed.
“They’re called Toast and Maple and they are absolute sweethearts,” Megumi smiled. “And they love Yuuji. It was so hard to stop Maple from just running over to him whenever we were filming.”
“Or me,” Gojo added. “Obviously, they live with me and have for ages now, and I’m like their bestie-“
“Keep dreaming.”
“I am! Anyway, it was worse with me because I usually wasn’t on stage during their scenes, so they kept trying to run off camera. We are so lucky Megumi is a master dog trainer or whatever.”
“’Or whatever’,” Megumi mimicked. “You’re so kind.”
“I know.” Gojo turned to the camera. “I guess that’s it, folks! Thanks for joining us-“
“And remember to catch Jujutsu Kaisen 0 ASAP. It’s actually a really good film, even if I do say so myself.”
“He’s right, you know. Like, subscribe, hit the bell – do whatever you gotta do. Keep watching JJK, and keep up with your favourite actors! Peace out!”
“What he said.”
The credits rolled.
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Team wings headcanons??? Any????
They are children on the playground and arguing is proof of their "friendship"!!
Headcanons
Rita being the secret supplier to Yanma's antique collection (think government auction, double as one Gokkan's source of income)
Yanma Gast 100% knew about Moffun.
Yanma the hashtag angry mark vs Rita the pool of yarn mark (ahhh I want to doodle)
THEM WITH KIDS: Rita scaring a little girl in N’kosopa vs. the flower twirl with Ishabana boy + Yanma is a good teacher
when did they first hear the king-ohger legend
"You don't even know that?" -> Yanma: yelling at auroras to "turn off your damn speakers!!!" // Rita: can't tell a lightning cable from a type c
I don't think Rita is bad in tech in terms of lacking a sense in it but they just never had the need to study it
Rita will never say the full technical name for Yanma's inventions though (Does he even know his lie detector is called the Thundercarcker behind his back?)
(bringing the actors into this) Rita serectly adding another grudge on their list because Yanma's Moffun voice is actually really good
per manga ch13, the grudge list grew again because the Jealous Judge's retainer has a heart uchiwa for the yankii king
Yanma is smart enough to motivate the judge with words into helping him if necessary but it'll take a minute hour for Rita to begin wonder if it was because they agreed with his reasoning or his choice of words
Yanma is 2 years older but by kingship he is 6 years Rita's junior. Their first meeting happened at 21/19. The number fluctuates because I also really want to see their first meeting at 19/15.
similarity and differences:
teased by Himeno, Yanma turns red and Rita turns white
they are too gay to sit properly
parallel play (they could sit in a coffee shop for hours and people would think they are angry with each other because they're not talking but it's actually the most comfortable way for them to stay together in the same room)
unconsciously hum while working long hours
“what is sleep”/caffeine addicts
you KNOW they both have a tendency to fall asleep in their office
Both have a sweet tooth but Yanma in drinks and Rita in hard candy. Rita more so than Yanma because butterfly.
don’t really look at what he’s eating vs. has a gokkan-native comfort food
Yanma doesn't mind trying foods with dry/weird textures Rita is not exactly a picky eater (because gokkan food shortage/low variety of homegrown food) but typical “I need that texture once in a while or I start malfunctioning”
(Gokkan has all sort of weird pickles and dried meats, typical winter country)
Like any northerner Rita has a high alcohol tolerance though without a preference (okay Gokkan harvest(?) festival and the one day the prison complex is allowed fruit punch) and you'll find me beat up before I say Yanma Gast can take more than a beer.
Yanma Gast has a HUGE ego but I think it’s only gotten worse by having an eternal hyper in Shiokara. Does Rita has an ego? long story short, yeah.
Instances:
first meeting
development of king's hotline/ohger calibur/king's weapon
the moffun scalper
development of the lie detector
yanma's arrest and trial
when yanma and rita were castle-mates (?) before himeno and kagu got themselves in jail
jail time
the body swap phone call!!
body swap resolution (admit it canon is not giving it to us)
the voyage back home
maintenance spa day of the shugods
first meeting: I think one reason Rita doesn't like N'kosopa much (and an underlying cause to them randomly arresting everyone in 28 besides stress), is organized crime plagued N'kosopa in the aftermath of Wrath of Gods.
Post-Wrath, the blue king ran away, so N'kosopa is either an anarchy or at warring states where crime bosses and militarists took hold. "Police" exist but took bribes per Shiokara. At that time, Rita just became king themself and has enough on their plate. So even though it's technically a domestic affair, it's a growing potential threat to Chikyuu's order but it's too systemic for a 10-year-old foreigner to take on alone.
I also think Rita would be required to witness the day Yanma officially becomes King. He has the popular vote, but to keep things simple, the monarchy is kept instead of transitioning into procedural democracy. So the yakuza lawyer, Usba maybe, say they have to get the Chief Justice here, to everyone turning blue and silent for a moment from the excited discussion of a big ceremony hearing their name.
but! my initial fic idea in may/june was very simple because I only wanted to put them in a bike + sidecar and sunglasses and comedic road trip. They chase down a McGuffin to help a kid. Their budapest. Where Yanma making "Absolute Neutrality" Rita's name comes from something they said. Maybe that's why the couldn't end the incident in a less legal but more effective way.
another first meeting idea allows them to meet younger as late teens is maintenance day for the shugods. A very random event is if the Yanma needs the Ohger Calibur to stay over temporarily, how is Rita gonna continue with the trials? Did he buy them a substitute pon pon Moffun hammer at the tuck shop??
Developing the henshin system: See I think Yanma is not going to bother putting in a function that he personally can’t use but knowing it’s a team’s weapon, as a good designer, he at least has to ask the other kings what they want as an auxillary. What is his reaction hearing Rita says bow? (i talk as if anything other than HA? is an option) What if Rita didn’t suggest bow, but Yanma just assigned them that because it fits that stick-in-the-mud?
Body swap resolution: Yanma wants to train his body but doesn't know where to start. I mean, he can't ask Rita of course. But if anyone can keep a secret, it's them. Oh of course he doesn't have to go that far and outright get humiliated again, so he has to phrase it like picking a fight. Rita is down anytime to "convince" Yanma Gast so they didn't really register it as a one either. (re: Erica saying arguing is the proof that this two are "friends")
Yanma's arrest:
Yanma's hair got fried blond because of his ultracomputer
N'kosopa mass protest + boast rally that conversely proved Yanma is the culprit
nobody remembers to hire Yanma a lawyer
a particular loud shriek when Gokkan's power black out (lucky for yanma it's summer i.e. long day)
Morfonia and her unsaved files
Yanma's sentence include improving Gokkan TV/Internet reception as community service
Jeramie using the "boys will be boys"/"he's just a kid" defence as Yanma's Grand-Master to mask he secretly contributed here and there
+ power blackout doesn't really affect the bugnarok because they're underground and only beginning to build a power system with Gira and Shugoddom's help
Shugoddom's historic gas lamps!
Himeno breaking down Yanma's door because "if not for my hospitals all equipped with the best backup power!" (solar/wind energy), and that she can't curl her hair that morning.
Kaguragi turned it into a campfire story night/community event somehow
Yanma's trial day is the day Gokkan's immigration and tourism board has to overwork for the first time.
Shiokara and hacker gang arguing for visitation rights. homemade bento
does yanma sentence last for more than two years if he says prison break is an additional charge?
Gira tried negotiations but he knew he isn't being fair and backed down quickly with a Rita stare
Yanma got dragged away with Papi-chan helicopter style, he's yelling at Tonbo to put in a good word for for his buddy and Papi-chan ignore him lol
CHARACTER ANALYSIS
They have two key words: past/present and secrets.
the thing with wings is, they somehow sparked in each other another side. (i.e. they drive each other crazy, and they are the only ones that can do that to the other) But then they spring back like nothing next day like children on the playground.
On a level, these two are actually very similar in terms of being analytical and practical. Yet their conflict comes from attacking problems from opposite angles. Rita represents the past and Yanma the future. Rita will collect evidence and review history while Yanma focuses on what's already in hand and invents something new. I said that right, but in a way Rita is forward-facing when they never let any childhood trauma stay a trauma or haunt them; Yanma is nostalgic based on his antique/physical media collection.
You may say it's partly recognition of the self. That's why they are only antagonistic 80% of the time.
(hc territory) They ended up doing the same thing/making the same choice ouf of completely different reasons. They are more similar than they think they are but no one can name what/why (not even me).
Yanma Gast 100% knew about Moffun but he kept his mouth shut in ep11. He (should) never told anyone about what Rita did in the underworld. I'm lying to myself he trusted the judge won't do something they didn't deem necessary so he turned away in 38.
Rita holds grudges. Yanma Gast is the source of their headache since he stole Gira and kick-started the story. Sometimes they don't get how such an obnoxious person is so popular. But Rita guesses, he's dependable when it's important. Not a very skilled fighter but he's not dumb. At least they can count on him not to intervene if they make it clear they are making a move.
the movie scene: No spoilers, but, I just think that’s a really nice scene to that established how different Yanma and Rita are while providing a base for reconciliation following their argument in 19. Neither of them are acting like their usual self. I don’t mean they are ooc, but you see them perform different than everyday under an unknown situation.
#JUST SO YOU KNOW WHEN YUZUKI MOVED TO THE SIDE TO GIVE WAY TO N'KOSOPA TEAM BUT WATANABE AOTO#PUT HIS ARM AROUND RITA'S SHOULDER AND DRAG THEM INTO THE OP DANCE LIVES IN MY HEAD RENT FREE!!#and 724 tiktok where Yanma says it's okay if Rita would rather enjoy the movie alone#and Rita smiles and Yanma is shocked 'why are you telling me this' 'because no one will ever believe you'.jpg#kingohger#team wings#kingoh hcs#moffsages#long post#2311291724#hi anon this is very messy and frankly it took me 2 days because i don't exactly have that much situational headcanons for them#and i basically combed my whole n'kosopa and gokkan backstroy before I can reach something meaningful for them#and now i typed it out it feels like i haven't paid enough attention to their future#i'll look to correct that in coming days#also I assumed you ewnt through my wings tag so I try not to repeat here
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Chapter 3 for "Trust Me" is up. This is a Starscream from Transformers Earthspark Fanfiction o.o.
Let me know what you peeps think of the new chapter~
Summary of the story:
Hashtag yearns to connect more with Starscream and she can't stand at how the world doesn't want to give him a second chance. She also wishes he wasn't so hostile towards the world.
Her solution?
To welcome Starscream into the Malto family as a new uncle and shower him with the love and support he needs, even if he doesn't think he needs it.
First Chapter:
Hashtag was excited as the sun finally ascended into the sky. She and her Terran siblings, with the exception of Trash, were making sure the base and the barn were in impeccable condition for their special guest that would be arriving any time soon.
“I honestly think inviting him over is a terrible idea,” Thrash muttered, his arms crossed, and a frown etched on his face. He stood there, watching as his siblings stepped out of the barn.
“Come on, Thrash, Starscream is pretty cool,” Twitch chimed in. “Just give him a chance.”
“Yeah, he’s actually nice,” Jawbreaker added.
“You’ve hardly interacted with him,” Thrash argued with Jawbreaker.
“What Jawbreaker means,” Nightshade interjected, “is that Starscream is nice because thanks to him, the Decepticons assisted us against Mandroid. Without him, they wouldn’t have come and we all would have been doomed.”
Thrash waved it off dismissively. “He probably helped us out of personal vendetta against Mandroid or something.” He then noticed all his siblings were frowning at his direction. “Come on guys, this is Starscream we’re talking about. You know, the most cowardly and deceitful Decepticon to ever exist.”
“Thrash, please don’t call Starscream names like that, especially a coward, because he’s the opposite of that,” Hashtag intervened with a firm yet composed tone. She remembered how Starscream had risked his life to protect her in the tunnels weeks ago. The way Starscream had protected her really shifted her perception of the Decepticon. She was looking forward for all of them to spend time with him, to get to know him. Also, her human siblings would befriend him so he could see that now all humans were terrible.
However, Starscream’s interaction with Mo and Robbie would have to wait, given that they were in school and wouldn’t return until later in the afternoon.
“Please try to be nice to him, just like you are with the Autobots.” she said to Thrash. “Trust me, he’s not so bad.”
Thrash remained unconvinced, still sulking.
"Hey, kiddos,” Dot greeted her adopted children with a warm smile, only to notice Thrash’s vexed expression. “What’s wrong, Thrash? Already missing Robby and Mo?” she teased.
“No… I’m just not excited to have Starscream coming over,” he grumbled, leaving Dot puzzled.
“What do you mean, coming over?” she asked before turning to the rest of her Terran babies.
“Yeah, remember, mom?” Hashtag reminded her. “Starscream is coming over today.”
“Wait, hold on, what?” Dot let out in shock, causing everyone’s gaze to shift toward her in confusion before turning to each other.
“You said you were going to tell her,” Hashtag told Twitch, who blinked in response.
“No, I didn’t. You said you would,” Twitch said.
Dot rubbed the corners of her eyes, struggling to maintain her composure, but then her ears picked up a distant sound.
Oh no…
The sound grew louder and more pronounced with every passing second. It was a terribly familiar sound of an engine roaring through the sky, making her mind race.
She looked up to the heavens to see Starscream, in his jet form, streak across the bright sky with an astonishing speed, a trail of ionized particles marking his path in a cascade of shimmering light. His wings sliced through the air, creating a haunting melody that brought certain horrible memories for Dot of countless jets, operated by her fellow people, falling one by one when Starscream had shot them down years ago.
Her mind returned to the present when Starscream burst forth from the heavens, his jet form a blur of speed, rattling the barns’ windows and making the ground quivered beneath everyone’s feet. With a deft and practiced maneuver, he transformed mid-flight, wings folding as his feet met the earth.
Dust swirled around Starscream as he landed with a resounding thud, his blue orbs fixing upon her with a bored, and dismissive look.
And just like that, one of the most dangerous and unpredictable Decepticons was standing before her and her children… with no Megatron or Autobot in sight.
#Starscream#starscream fanfiction#starscream redemption#hashtag malto#twitch malto#thrash malto#jawbreaker malto#nightshade malto#dot malto#megatron#bumbleebee#Transformers fandom#Transformers ao3#decepticons#autobots#Transformers#transformers earthspark#optimus prime
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[blearily] might as well
Hi I’m making a hashtag pinned post tm. So uh yeah
My name is Dol/Check, either works! I use any pronouns, don’t really mind, but occasionally I fiddle w the ones I display on profile :]
(If you know me on the tmi sever that changes like. Every month if not every week lmfao)
shhh. I made a strawpage
I’m going to be so honest right now. I don’t know what to put here. info below question mark
Fandoms I’m mainly part of and may have drawn art for:
- The Magnus Archives/Protocol
- (but if you’ve seen my tma art you know it’s mostly Jon. And Martin. Jmart. Sometimes Mike Crew. I had horrible Jonahbas brainrot at one point and want to redraw so many of those drawings because why do they look like anime gi(EXPLOSIONS))
- Malevolent
- No1 Yellow defender
- Baldur’s Gate 3
- (me and my mostly contained ocs rants on discord against the world… one day I’ll get to play a campaign with friends again…)
- Half-Life VR But The AI Is Self-Aware
- (I have a comfort character. It’s obvious who it is atp. I apologize for that (not really))
- Freeman’s Mind
- HES FUCKING INSANE I LOVE HJM I need to start s2
- Ultrakill
- (I can’t draw robots. Or armour. i think I’ve drawn v1 on two occasions and that is it. regardless I consume stuff for it often enough I’m putting it here)
Will be adding more as brainrots fester ig!
fandoms im also part off. i think. shhh: Sky: Children of The Light, DnDads, The Walten Files, Resident Evil, Portal, Starkids ( i <3 NPMD), Rise of The Guardians (yes that one), Transformers (soundwave!!… prime series is also cool), Disco Elysium, Fallen London (camelot my beloved), Detroit: Become Human, Hades Supergiant, Horizon, DOOM, I like analogue horror, Marblehornets, EverymanHYBRID, Fear and Hunger, Faith: The Unholy Trilogy, The Mechanisms, Left 4 Dead, The Stanley Parable, Welcome to Night Vale, ok i think im done
I have 1 (one) singular tag I use. It’s checkadii, got (hopefully) all of my drawings on that thang. Might add more like ocs, Long Reblog Chains, idk!
I don't post nsfw (afaik??? knocks brain), maybe the occasional “she x on my y” joke or something along those lines, but generally I am not comfortable doing so, but there may be reblogs here and there of posts that may be suggestive or nsfw, most of them are probably shitposts ngl. Still!
General DNI applies: zoophiles, pro-shippers, racists, homophobes, transphobes, "rtca", you name it.
conspicuous glance at camera. is that everything. yell at me in asks ig im bad at responding in a timely manner but i also like talking a lot. Might add a section for brushes I use on csp. Or ocs. Maybe ocs. Please talk to me about my ocs
okay bye
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All our dreams can come true–if we have the courage to pursue them. - Walt Disney
From the Kitty Archives☆: Ever imagine your faves posed as different Disney characters, or living in a Disney-like au? Nostalgic (for us who’ve watched, read, and sung Disney for years), isn’t it? Well, this is the perfect collab for you! In celebration of my second anniversary here in Tumblr, experience the Disney magic with “A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes” collab (yeah, ik it’s a mouthful but the song title’s stuck in my head, so la di dah~).
Click here for the original masterpost; to old collab participants, you have the option to either stay or drop off the collab (no need to inform me) /gen
☆ Open for writers and artists of all ages (no need to follow me).
☆ The theme for this collab event is ‘all things Disney'. Only animated films from the Walt Disney Animation Studios, Pixar, and 20th Century Animation are allowed (that includes Mary Poppins and Enchanted, and Anastasia).
☆ Fandoms are Haikyuu, Jujutsu Kaisen, Tokyo Revengers, Obey Me, Blue Lock. Characters should be aged-up or in their post-timeskip years in your works.
☆ All forms of work (art, drabbles/fics, moodboards etc) and any genre are allowed, except NSFW works. Suggestive themes are okay (provided that it is stated in the tags). There is no minimum word count for written posts, but kindly use the readmore function if your work's wc is 500~. Submitting from AO3 is allowed too, provided that you send me a link of your finished work.
☆ To join, just send in an ask with your character/s from the given fandom/s+ art/writing + chosen Disney au. Ex.: Hiiiii~ can I join your Disney collab with Beel + art + Winnie the Pooh? thank you <3333
☆ For future submissions/entries: Character/au repeats are allowed, but you can only submit two entries (per blog).
☆ There is no deadline in this collab (y'all can join the collab any time too), so take your time in doing your entries. Don’t hesitate to send me an ask or DM for questions regarding the collab.
☆ Tag me at @sugarbebenireo , link the new collab masterpost to your entry (optional), and use the hashtag '#dreamydisneycollab' to track when you post! Lastly, enjoy drawing/writing~! Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo! :3
*some of the already submitted entries from the original masterpost were not added here due to blogs deactivated/changed URL names/deleted or moved their works to other sites.
🍎 Haikyuu!!
@tinymaru - Tendou Satori + Ratatouille (art)
🍎 Jujutsu Kaisen
(n/a)
🍎 Tokyo Revengers
(n/a)
🍎 Obey Me!
(n/a)
🍎 Blue Lock
@asunflowerana - various characters + Tangled/Beauty and the Beast/Hercules/The Little Mermaid/Cinderella/Mulan
@x-noechi-x - Kunigami Rensuke + Cinderella
#dreamydisneycollab#haikyuu#jujutsu kaisen#tokyorev#tokyo revengers#obey me#obey me shall we date#blue lock#bllk#haikyuu x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#tokyorev x reader#tokyo revengers x reader#obey me x reader#blue lock x reader#bllk x reader#kitty☆collabs
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"it's not queerbaiting since will is confirmed gay and they haven't shown any hints to mike liking him back, so if he’s straight, that’s your fault for making assumptions" actually, it is queerbaiting now and they could’ve easily put a stop to byler before it reached that point but they didn’t.
yes, we know that will is gay, it's confirmed, there is no doubt about that. but they have been teasing and promoting byler specifically and leaving mike's feelings ambiguous in season 4 as well. it's not just will's feelings they've teased. they are literally using their ship name as hashtags and when they talk during conventions. it’s reached the point where it IS queerbaiting if they don’t go through with it (and i’m not saying they necessarily have to be canon in volume 2 but they need to at least have mike and el break up and then heavily imply that mike has feelings for will). they have said that this has been planned from the start and they’re they’re building up byler. not just will’s “unrequited crush”, but byler specifically. you don’t say things like that if a young gay character is going to get his heart broken, because that’s not building up the ship. it’s doing the opposite. it’s setting up pain and heartbreak for a kid who has suffered enough from the very first episode of the show and it’s cruel and unnecessary. there is absolutely no reason to make will have a crush on his best friend for it to be unrequited. none. and using a gay character as a way to “advance the plot” or to “add a bit of drama” is gross. there’s no way they would do that.
now, let’s talk about the actual show itself, not just what the cast has said. they have purposefully left mike’s feelings ambiguous this season. we literally have no idea what’s going on inside his head because they’re not telling us. and it’s not just “oh he has trouble saying he loves her because of his parents” because that’s the most bullshit excuse ever. and even if it were true, they would clarify to that to the AUDIENCE so we are aware, and they would shut down byler immediately instead of leaving us hanging and baiting us for a month, but they didn’t. they purposefully left mike’s feelings ambiguous and showed us that he’s behaving weirdly around both will and eleven. he was awkward with his best friend even though they left on good terms and he can’t say he loves el and doesn’t give any sort of explanation even in a scene where she isn’t around just so the audience at least has some idea of what's going on and why he can't say it. everyone already assumes mike loves her since they’re in a relationship and he’s said it before, so why couldn't they at least have a scene where he says something like "yeah, i love her, i just don't know how to express myself"??????? why are they leaving it so mysterious? even when he's talking to will and she's not around, he can't even say the words because he knows it's not true! why would they include all this drama just to make him say “i love you” a few episodes later in the most forced, boring and predictable way? what was the point in adding this “love triangle” and making will have a crush on mike just for everything to stay the same? that would actually be pathetic and so cruel to will. it’s not okay at all. also, mike and will literally had a heart-to-heart about feelings and how it’s hard to open up because what if the other person doesn’t like the truth, and mike was nodding and agreeing. why would he be agreeing if he knows what el wants to hear and he just needs to say 3 words? why would they making this such a big deal and include will for nothing?
if they were planning to force mike and el to stay together, they should’ve NEVER gotten will involved. will should’ve never been confirmed to like mike if it was just going to be unrequited. he’s suffered enough and his personal storyline and love for mike shouldn’t be used for drama just so mike can reject him and run back to a relationship that isn’t even fair or healthy to anyone. the cast, writers, producers and netflix accounts should’ve never mentioned byler and they should've shut down all the theories immediately and put a stop to the shipping instead of teasing and baiting us. the show shouldn’t have included any drama and awkwardness between all 3 characters and left mike’s feelings ambiguous. there was no reason for any of this if they weren’t going to make byler canon. they could’ve easily avoided it, but they chose to do it. it’s not the fans’ fault. byler shippers aren’t just “delusional fans that make things up out of nowhere”. THE SUBTEXT HAS ALWAYS BEEN THERE FROM THE START. even a lot of casual viewers and people who don’t care about ships thought that mike and will had feelings for each other after volume 1 which says a lot. they knew what they were doing and shawn said that nothing was an accident. if byler wasn’t going to be canon, they should’ve made that clear, but they didn’t.
*by the way, do NOT send hate to anyone, especially the actors!! i shouldn’t even have to say that but please don’t. obviously people have every right to feel upset and angry and devastated after all the teasing and build up and they’re allowed to express that on their accounts or under public posts where feedback is expected, but just don’t directly start hating or attacking anyone especially if it wasn’t their fault
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Okay, new question for the Terrans (and the Autobots too): What is your favorite animated movie? Currently my favorite is neck and neck between these two:
Twitch: *gasp* Wall-E!! :D
Thrash: Twitch kinda likes that one.
Jawbreaker: that one was cute! I like that one a lot.
Nightshade: *already adding Spirited Away to watch list* Personally I thought the Wreck-It-Ralph one was excellent.
Hashtag: oh yeah, that one was really good. We just watched it but it’s definitely coming to the top 5.
Thrash: hey, now, the Mario movie was fun!
Hashtag: oh definitely.
Jawbreaker: I liked Sleeping Beauty.
Nightshade: That one wasn’t too bad, and I will admit, Cinderella hits a certain sweet spot, but just barely makes it to the top 5.
Twitch: the unanimous favorite still remains Inside Out, right?
Thrash: mmm, maybe. It was good, but not quite #1 for me. More… #5. Above it, are the Mario movie, Wreck-It-Ralph, Puss in Boots: The Last Wish, and The Lego Movie.
Nightshade: Wreck-It-Ralph and Tinker Bell- the one where she got captured and the others had to save her-? That one’s a firm #2, Wreck-It-Ralph being #1.
Hashtag: Toy Story?
Nightshade: … #4. dont bring those up again or i’ll peck your optics out.
Twitch: I’ll help Nightshade. You’re just an ass for bringing those into it.
Thrash: Twitch, you’re just saying that because you were bawling at the end of #4, and JB and Nightshade were crying too. Actually you guys cried a lot during those.
Jawbreaker: you almost punched the screen during 2 and 3! Multiple times! We had to hold you back!
Nightshade: Mhm. We did. You also got emotional, even if it wasn’t sad like us.
Twitch: >:(
Thrash: *finger raise and lower ‘damn it you’re right’ meme*
Hashtag: *snort* I’m pretty sure we can all agree the worst one was Hunchback of Notre Dame?
Nightshade: get out. we don’t talk about that trash.
Hashtag: XD
Jawbreaker: I thought we all agreed that the real worst movies were Hallmark movies. ',:/
Nightshade: you two aren’t my siblings anymore. Only Twitch is.
Thrash: Jawbreaker, I get that you’re a gentle giant but you’re being really generous just calling them the worst.
Twitch: anyway!
Twitch: it’s a big assortment of favorites, but our current favorite right now is Wreck-It-Ralph, because we just watched it, and it was really good.
Hashtag: yeah, definitely. King Candy/Turbo was a 10/10 villain.
Thrash: oh yeah, and the cart making scene was great.
Jawbreaker: oh, I loved the scene where Felix and the lady- what was her name? I forgot.
Nightshade: I believe it was Calhoun.
Jawbreaker: yeah her! When they tried to get out of the nesquik pit! That was funny.
Nightshade: I liked the interrogation, and the explanation what ‘going Turbo’ was.
Hashtag: oh yeah, Sour Bill did not come out of that without being traumatized. ‘Yes I will thank you’- XD
Hashtag: my favorite part was the race.
Twitch: The ending was my favorite.
Thrash: “the ending was my favorite” she says as though she wasn’t unconsolably sobbing half of it.
Twitch: shut up-
#fun fact!#Alan Tudyk also VA’d King Candy/Turbo#I just learned that last weekend when I rewatched it#thought you may find that interesting~#;)#tol twitch#7 asks left#thank you for the ask!#areyouup2it#ask box#answered asks#terran answers#transformers#earthspark#transformers earthspark#twitch malto#thrash malto#jawbreaker malto#nightshade malto#hashtag malto#movies#favorite movies#wreck it ralph
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It is my firm belief that Hank Pym doomscrolls. Sometimes when he's on his own he just trawls through his own social media, Jan's (and Nadia's) social media, official social media accounts for the Avengers, hashtags for his personal name and hero monikers, etc. And then he reads all the bad things being said about him, or even just the jokes that people make about him, good-natured or not, and internalizes it all and feels hurt. It takes a lot of assurance from his friends and maybe Jan installing a social media limiting app on his phone to make him stop doomscrolling.
I'm pretty sure this might as well be canon actually
Anyway he absolutely does, it's not intentional but he's always aiming to improve himself and what better way than to take on board unsolicited comments from strangers on the internet to heart! /s obviously, but yeah I think there are a good few weeks where he's noticeably downbeat as a result until someone eventually figures it out and gets him to delete tiktok or twitter or reddit like a self respecting human being. which he isn't but baby steps, baby steps.
Honestly though what I think would bother him more is apathy. Like people hating him he can probably shrug off, you face a lot of weirdos yelling abuse at you as a superhero but when people just say they don't think about him or think he's redundant or useless and isn't adding anything to the team? That probably gets to him more a lot more than people calling him slurs for wearing shoulder pads, because that's an insecurity he's always struggled with, justifying his own position on the Avengers.
#asks#anonymous#hank pym#i think reed doomscrolls too actually except hes more likely to get into full on arguments with people i think
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For the sake of everyone's sanity, I'm actually starting to genuinely hope that Austin and Kaia break up because you (and I mean this in plural, not just you, specifically) have as a result of those psychos (which you all keep constantly riling up with your hashtag-that) become just as delusional – just in the other direction. Believing that Kaia sharing that Apple TV+ ad is a covert way to talk about Austin under the guise of her own show is borderline deranged (I honestly saw someone claim something to that effect). Everyone needs to stop. Or at least, invest a whole of three seconds into minimum research before screaming on socials.
Sadly, it's just another day, another fandom devouring itself, I should really know better by now (insert that "this has happened before, this will happen again" gif). I blame Austin for no work content to talk about, really.
And yeah, I know this is a me problem, for which the easiest solution is just to entirely remove myself from this part of fandom – which is also exactly what I'll do. It's just... a bummer, that's all.
i mean. i deleted my original post the second i realized the name of mrs american pie changed and her show was in the trailer. me saying things like “still a joint slay” is 100% lighthearted and i’m not trying to insinuate she’s talking in code at all. i gen think it’s cute that they’ll both have things on apple tv at probably around the same time. and i haven’t seen anyone genuinely treating it like a secret message or something but maybe we just follow different people LOL that’s completely possible!
and i do think there’s a massive difference between people who like them being a little delulu in a positive way vs people who genuinely hate kaia throwing around insults about k, austin, and his family and acting like the sky is falling/austin is depressed stuck in a horrible relationship.
i do feel for you though bc i also peaced out a fandom that was eating itself. my last one b4 austin and elvis was law & order svu/oc which i was in for 5+ years but it’s gone through major fandom eating itself fuckery the past couple years between a ton of cast and showrunner turn over and the continued dragging out of the olivia/elliot will they won’t they. it’s exhausting and hard to experience but as someone who has seen that film before i *personally* don’t think we’re quite there yet- thankfully.
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so i’ve been on acotar tumblr for a while and i’m just getting the hang of tagging correctly
firstly do u think it’s important to tag correctly or is it just chronically online people complaining?
if i wanted to post an anti nesta post would i tag it anti nesta or just nesta? or is it wrong to tag it in the nesta tag
Hello! I have a lot of thoughts about this, so here is my thinking.
I think the main thing is tagging correctly for yourself and then thinking about the fandom second.
Tagging serves a few purposes:
Organizing your own blog
Helping people find your content
Helping people avoid your content
Personally, I don't bother with pro tags because the assumption is that if I am in the fandom, I generally like the things. Yeah, sometimes I get critical, but that's normal? I'm not out here acting like everything is sunshine and rainbows but I am still generally a fan. If someone is so, so sensitive about people's opinions on fictional characters then they can block me.
I personally feel like the "pro" tag keeps us from thinking about things with nuance. If I tag something "Nesta Archeron", that means I am talking about her as a fan of the series and that I can see her character for all her flaws and strengths. That's it. The "pro" tag feels redundant to me, basically. I'm in the fandom, of course I like the thing? I am spending my free time talking about it. That's just the underlying assumption of... being.... in a fandom!!!!! That you like the thing!
The only reason I will ever tag something anti is if I am vehemently against the thing and I want to keep people away from that content. Literally the only anti tag I ever use is antielriel because I detest that ship and I want people to stay the hell away from me because they get like rabid dogs about it. That's it. I don't tag "anti Eris" even though I don't like him because I assume that, since I am here in the fandom enjoying things, people can be grown-ups and realize that my opinion is my opinion on a fictional character and it isn't personal. I'm still in the fandom, which is ultimately, inherently a "pro" space.
Re: Nesta, if you really, really dislike her and have absolutely nothing good to say, then maybe use the anti tag. Misspell her name too, or else it will show in the regular tags. Ultimately it's up to you, not what other people want. If people dislike your opinions on her, they can block you! It's not your responsibility to keep randos online "safe" from your opinions on fictional characters.
If someone is crying because they saw something they didn't like online, sorry buddy but that's a hazard of being online. Tagging is a privilege, not a right. Life doesn't come with hashtags and warnings, not all websites work to protect you from yourself, so it's is always, always, at the end of the day, about the individual user doing what they need to do to keep themselves away from content they don't want.
*sorry I keep adding on to this but imagine someone going to only-ducks dot com and then being like "DUCKS TRIGGER MEEEE". No lol. Fandom encompasses a lot of opinions, many of them will not align with yours (general "you", not you anon) and so crying about someone who feels differently than we do and expecting them to change their behavior to accommodate your feelings seems juvenile and unrealistic to me.
I find fights about tagging to be a bit ridiculous, just people looking for a fight because they are bored or want the moral high ground. It's not that fucking deep, if people don't like how someone tags, they can block that user and move on. Maybe let them know, but if they respond poorly, then definitely block and move on. I just blocked someone who tagged "anti elucien" and it showed up in the elucien tag yesterday. It's great. Saves time and sanity.
I know that not everyone agrees with me and that's fine. I think the main thing for you, anon, is to tag in a way that makes sense for your blog, and to not be the tagging police on other people's blogs.
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Fifi’s Tale: Fifi has now been all over the place in the mountains into the Arctic and she wishes you to come back alongside, way too! This lively crimson fox is known as just a little firecracker and is particularly at this time working on having her yoga certification.
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For the Love of Posting
A mirror post about apps, social media, enshittification, and the numbers game from my self-hosted blog.
Dead Bird
It’s weird watching people more or less beg and plead for Twitter to continue being the Internet's public square despite Elon being ableist, a transphobe and a COVID-denier, and ruining Twitter since its purchase of it (like, hello? The removal of being able to receive DMs from non-mutuals is just the tip of the iceberg). The main reasons for “This-Is-Fine”-dog-ing tend to be:
Twitter’s one of the few NSFW-friendly sites. (Go to Pixiv or CoHost. Or ask me to put you on my BlueSky invite waitlist.)
A lot of creators’ existing audiences are on Twitter, and they like being able to post to one place with a ton of reach. (Though that reach has been rapidly tanking.)
What’s even more odd is seeing artists big and small try to shame, clown, and dunk other sites in attempts to prevent their audience from leaving. It’s okay to be fed up and draw a line in the sand. The real issue is certain artists choosing to put all their eggs in one basket and refusing to diversify despite the growing elephant in the room (understandably, diversifying one’s online presence is not easy).
Spread Your Wings, I Guess?
Crosspost! Crosspost, crosspost, crosspost! At any moment, a site could disappear! The site can fall victim to enshittification! The algorithm could turn to garbage! The CEO can turn out to be a ‘phobe! At literally any moment! Your connection to your audience shouldn’t live or die on one site.
I currently use Buffer and PostyBirb to crosspost: Buffer for the “big” social media places, and PostyBirb for the art sites and sites with API tools more accessible to the developer. I write my captions and hashtags locally using LibreOffice Writer and simply paste them into Buffer and PB per post.
Artists that have web-stores or take commissions: consider having your repeat customers subscribe to mailing lists so they’re always in the loop. (No advice for good mailing list platforms cause I currently don’t need ‘em.)
Connections over Numbers
My advice for existing on social media is to think of the 1-3 sites you find most enjoyable to scroll on and genuinely interact with other people’s work. Let them know what aspects of their work you find awesome (this can also be a good way to find things you want to improve on). Give likes, and if you can afford to share their work without making your own profile page messy, do so! But, make sure you’re doing it with the goal of just-plain-being-nice and hopefully brightening someone’s day, lest your brain become poisoned by… The Numbers…
The Numbers
The numbers suck. They’re what make execs enshittify websites and what kill the spirits of creatives. Most importantly, they’re the gears in every site with an algorithm.
It’s like this: execs and shareholders (of the big-name sites, this doesn’t apply to indie-socmed like Mastodon,) want people to stay and scroll through their ads for longer. They figure they’re able to do this by showing you content they think you’ll want to see in-between, and the content they think you want to see is the stuff that already has thousands, millions, and billions of likes from people with thousands, millions, and billions of followers, and that’s why discovery on most algorithm-driven sites is garbage.
Ironically enough, I like social media for the connection, and would sit through more ads if it meant I could interact and form allyships with artists of my skill level and follower count.
What Now?
And yeah. Those are just my thoughts, as it stands, I guess. Elon bought Twitter in like, November of `22, but the snowball that is the SocMed-pocalypse feels like it’s rolling at its fastest right now.
IDK what happens next, and that’s why you can find me most anywhere @HikaTamika. It’s also why you can find me, on my website.
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Aizu Updates: Projects for June
It's been a hot minute since the last one of these, so I think it's time for another one. I'm thinking that having this be a bi-weekly thing would be a good schedule. I'll be talking about my time on Bluesky so far, Clip Idol, and some other miscellaneous updates.
These still need a proper name. I'll call them Aizu Updates since I blew my creativity budget on drawings and games. I will be retroactively adding the tag and title to previous posts like this one so they'll be easily accessible.
First I'll talk about my time on the elusive Bluesky. I managed to get on there thanks to someone generously giving me an invite code (NOTE: If it was you and you'd like me to specifically mention your handle, please feel free to reach out and I'll add it in; otherwise I'll keep you anonymous so people won't try hounding on you for invites. By the way: I'll only give invites to people I trust!). Bluesky is similar to Twitter on the surface, but it's actually a decentralized platform with no algorithms, at least not like the ones you may be used to on other platforms. Currently there's a "What's Hot" tab for posts with 12 or more Likes, and there's a Following tab that's always presented in chronological order that covers original posts, reposts (read: retweets), and even replies to other people. At this point in time, hashtags aren't implemented and DMs don't exist. The people there are kind of tight knit so specific communities aren't really a thing just yet, but that could change pretty soon. For now, I'm spending most of my time on the platform trying to get more artwork uploaded since I feel there's a sore lack of it.
A new development is something they're calling "Algos," which are basically a way to add more tabs functioning closer to the algorithms of other platforms. This is part of where Bluesky's decentralization comes in, because (from my understanding) it's a way to change what the platform thinks you're most interested in seeing on the fly without needing to make a fresh account. This is what will separate Bluesky from Twitter and could be a huge development for the future of social media in general. With it, you'll have more control to influence what things the platform assumes you'll want to see instead of just being at the mercy of one algorithm that's rigged by some guy with an offensive musk.
=== With that out of the way, let's talk future projects! ===
The biggest thing I'll be doing in the immediate future is a complete mad dash to finish Clip Idol. I'm supposed to be presenting it again very soon and I need to finish all of the artwork for it so it's in a presentable state. I'd love to make more minigames for Harley to play, but I think the time is coming to put a cap on Clip Idol and get started on something new. It's the only way I'll get better at making games, and I'm sure people will want to play this one! If you haven't seen the previous update I made about Clip Idol, I'll share a link to the latest in-progress video I've uploaded:
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=== Vtuber Stuff ===
I've also been hard at work on my Vtuber model, who I decided I'm going to call... Aizu. Yeah, yeah, I know it's not a very vampire-y name, but his design came from ideas based on a lot of self-reflection (but still with a few liberties, I definitely can't pull off wearing a crop top in real life), so it's the same as my current username. Some people have called me a vampire before, so you know what? They're right. I am a vampire!
The model is already fully rigged, but I'm still running tests to make sure his tracking works properly. I'm also still drawing backgrounds, including the main one I'll be using. A goal I have for his streaming background is that, as much as possible, I want it to feel like it's in a real place. Just doing a fancy border won't cut it. Conversely, I'm back and forth on whether I should have him holding a controller and using a drawing tablet, but for my first Live2D model ever I feel it may be a little too ambitious. I'd like to start doing streams as Aizu before the end of the year, and since I'm making the model myself I could always add those bells and whistles in later.
I've talked about Aizu a fair bit and already made him my profile picture, so I'd like to pull back the curtain a little bit to show him in action! This is from a while back so his model is in an earlier state (note the darker wings), but in broad strokes this is how Aizu will be:
And with that, I've got a lot of last minute changes I need to make for my friend's book illustrations before I can continue my own projects, so this is where I'll have to end it for now. Until next time!
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System Ask Game
🦒 Do you have an inner world? If so how big is it? The innerworld is kind of whatever it wants to be. Changes frequently. Some reoccurring locations are children’s play rooms and tree houses, office rooms, a stadium(?) and forests. Its kinda fluid though.
🐈⬛ If you have an inner world did an alter consciously create it? And is anyone able to change it at will? I’m not really sure. I think it depends on the alter actually. But yes to both depending. Its kind of confusing.
🦝 Who is the most responsible person in your system? Definitely Otto.
🦋 Who fronts the most? Ideally this would be James cause that is the name we go by, but at this point I think Kim fronts way more and is basically a host now.
🦢 Do you mostly communicate externally or internally? Depends on the situation. Sometimes it can be weird to talk inside the head, so we will open Discord to talk on a private server with PluralKit to keep it organized, or on paper or notes app.
🦮 Do you have any animal alters? Yes, and some that are like hybrids of other non-humans.
🦇 Do you have any parts/fragments that aren't fully alters/headmates? Yes, but it can be hard to identify which is which. Whenever we find someone new, we try to log them, even if a lot is left blank. Its just our way of trying to keep track of everyone and stay organized.
🦄 Do you have supernatural beings in your system? Yeah. I think there’s some angels, demons, vampires, fairies, and sirens? Not a lot of each and I might be leaving some out but they are there.
🐖 If you were to be in a relationship would all of your headmates/alters date that person? We are in a relationship and while most of us are dating this person, a lot of us are not or have different opinions.
🐭 Do most of your alters/headmates have the same or similar style/aesthetic? No, but a lot like pastel/cute stuff. Also bright colors.
🪱 Do your alters/headmates have different sexualities? Do any contradict? Yeah a lot lmao.
🐇 Do you know what your head count is? Last I checked I think 80-something??
🦥 What is something that instantly makes someone switch in? Usually a stressful situation. However if everything is safe/chill one alter might switch in. A very specific example would be something like we could be ordering food and Shrimp jumps in to demand Dr. Pepper cause he really likes Dr. Pepper.
🐴 Do you have child alters/syskids? Yes. Many of them. Lately, more and more alters from childhood have becoming not dormant. I think its because at this point in our life we are in a safe space. Its part of the healing process, I think for us at least.
🐆 If you have syskids/child alters do you have more adults/teens or children in your system? I think its a mix of both, though the non-child alters tend to be more diverse in their other roles (if they know them) while littles tend to just be littles
🦔 Does anyone in your system age regress? Yes, many alters.
🐶 Who has the best memory in your system? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
🦊 Do any of your alters have their own blogs just for them? Nope. Maybe eventually? Kinda new to Tumblr. We’ll be adding hashtags to posts to keep track of who posts what though.
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𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝙍𝘼𝙏 𝘽𝙊𝙔 │ 𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙡 𝙟𝙖𝙘𝙤𝙗𝙨 (18+)
◦ request(s):
I’m sorry but I NEED more edgy Karl, I’m literally in love with it <3 I wanna date him so BAD
More edgy karl where he calls the reader bunny or puppy or a pet name like that 👀👀
◦ pairing: edgy!Karl Jacobs x fm!reader
◦ warnings: nsfw (minors dni), biting, domination, crude language, semi-public sex, asphyxiation, submission, slight degradation, frat boys
◦ word count: 3558
◦ links: ao3, main: genethequeen
a/n: Thank you for all your support on this series! I love reading all your comments and suggestions! To find all previous parts, click the ao3 link above or explore the edgy!karl hashtag. If you would like to be added to the tag list, let me know!
As a reminder, my asks are always open for requests, comments, or just to chat :) Happy reading!
You clicked your phone off, shoving it into your pocket and lifting your eyes to the mumbling crowd of your fellow classmates filing into the lecture hall. Spring break was nearing by the second, and it was obvious that everyone wanted to get in and out as soon as they could. You had previously decided that staying on campus was probably the cheapest and easiest plan for break.
It could only be a coincidence that you would spot the tall, willowy figure you’d tried to reach the week prior to no avail. His eyes were a mirror of grey smoke as his face showed an unhuman-like lack of emotion. You could already tell his headphones were probably blaring in his ears as he cut himself off from the incoherent chatter around him.
Karl had become almost a constant in your life, the mutual late-night calls and mid-day escape nearly a drug for you as you came to depend on it. It got to the point where you’d casually mention to your roommate you couldn’t meet for lunch because you’d already had your plans with Karl.
Yet, just as he was installed in your life, he suddenly had dropped away from you. Your once steamy messages had grown cold and vague on his end. No longer would you randomly receive a notification that he was nearby after you got out of a lecture, instead it was radio silence and a close to jaded response. He’d become a ghost in your class, barely making eye contact with you when he once only used to show up to kick your seat. You knew the two of you weren’t anywhere near anything to write home about, yet it was almost uncharacteristic for him to avoid you for as long as he had.
You swallowed your pride and began to edge through the crowd toward him. As you brushed your fingertips against his hoodie sleeve, it was almost as if your sense of touch had hungered for him too in his absence. You almost instantly wanted to draw the fabric of his jacket around you, enveloping yourself in his scent. He peered at you over his shoulder, removing an earbud and raising an eyebrow at you almost nonchalantly. The crowd parted like the Red Sea around the two of you as he looked down at you. His grey irises swirled to life as you straightened up to lay your dignity at his feet.
His lip was split, something you’d figured had been a result of the dry, changing seasons, until you spotted another bruise on his face, your mind flashing back to him peering up at you from the bathroom floor with his first black eye. This time, his features were dark and stormy, and you’d be lying not to admit that his sulky façade was rather alluring to you.
You drew in a breath, wondering where your previous confidence had fled. “Are you okay?” Was all you could think to manage, his eyes concentrating on you.
He let out a short laugh. “Yeah, I’m fine,” he muttered, voice heavy with husk. It was this tone that could send your knees to jelly at any moment. “You miss me, Hancock?” He chided, a sly smirk drawing on his lips. A blush grew on your cheeks, realizing how this probably looked for you.
You chewed the inside of your cheek, dropping your voice into an almost whisper as to not disrupt anyone walking around the two of you. “Are you ghosting me now?”
He ran his fingers through his hair, ruffling his dark locks as he bit his bottom lip to avoid laughing at you. His smug appearance was beginning to set fire to your blood. He took a step forward, his arm dropping from lazily holding onto his backpack strap to ghost his fingers over your hand at your side.
Before you knew it, you were tugging him into the bathroom behind you.
It was as if someone had flipped a switch and you’d broken out of a daze as Karl’s body intertwined with yours, pinning you beneath him and the plastic stall divider in the bathroom. The two of you were a fumbling mess, tugging at each other’s clothing looking for more friction and something to relieve the tension that had grown between you. You dug your fingers into his hair as he reached down to grip your ass, pulling your hips roughly against his. His tongue slipped into your mouth, the sensation of him closing more distance between the two of you made you want him more. You tugged at his jeans, ready to commit yourself to whatever he wanted.
He pulled away from you, your lips burning without his connection. He swiftly bunched your skirt up at your waist as you quickly unbuttoned his pants. He wrapped his hand around the back of your knee, hoisting your leg up against his side once again before driving himself into you. You groaned as he filled you up, feeling every inch of him as he retracted from you only to press himself deeper into you.
He let out a deep moan, his lips finding yours once again as he began to grind against you, snapping his hips against yours to draw out your pleasure. You tugged his bottom lip between your teeth and curled your hips at his movements. Each of his sounds were the equivalent of a reward for you, you wanted to earn his approval and get him off almost more than you wanted yourself to. You were thankful for the slight height difference between the two of you as you wrapped yourself beneath one of his arms to grip onto his shoulder, pulling yourself up against him.
Karl’s hand gripped the top of the stall wall, his hips relentlessly bashing against yours, your mind blurring at each of his movements. Whatever frustrations you had previously encountered were quickly dissipating as your hands dug into Karl’s shoulders, his nose in the crook of your neck as his breath cascaded across your chest.
The feeling of his tongue ring against your skin was a picture of solitude as you clawed at his clothed back, silently begging him to ravage you. His hand moved to grip your neck, pushing your head back against the plastic wall. His cheeks were flushed red with exertion, his eyes in a hazy smear of lust. His lips melded against yours in a searing kiss, before his teeth moved to dig into your shoulder. “Look at you, begging me to rail you in a public bathroom like a slut,” he chuckled darkly, his breath igniting goosebumps that spread across your body like wildfire. He pressed his lips against the sensitive skin behind your ear before continuing, “I’m sure your colleagues would love to know how submissive you are.”
He pulled back to make eye contact with you again, wanting to see his effect on you. You groaned as he squeezed his hand, your breath hitching in your throat as he drove himself deeper into you. Seeing his blissed-out, slack-jawed expression alongside his now rapid movements, made stars flash behind your eyes as the urge to cum built within you. He pressed his lips against your flushed cheek as one of his hands returned to the wall behind you, his lips traveling to the crook of your neck as he moved in an upward motion. His newfound momentum sent you clenching around him as you chased your own high, wrapping your leg around his waist. Another moan ripped through your body.
“God, I love how needy you are for me, bunny,” he almost growled in your ear, sending you over the edge unintentionally. He continued to ride against you, drawing himself to finish as you drew him back to kiss him again in a tangle of lust and bliss. After his release, he rested his forehead against your shoulder as the two of you fought to catch your breath. You almost didn’t want him to pull out yet.
He detached from you reluctantly, the two of you straightening your clothes as you pretended you weren’t struggling to stand on your wobbly knees. Your fingers reached up to touch your sore lips still buzzing from the feeling of his rough touch. You felt colder now as the mix of your and Karl’s fluids ran down your thighs, making you feel even more like he had reminded you who you begged for.
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You weren’t sure how you found yourself on the doorstep of Karl’s fraternity, but there you were, ringing the doorbell as various members were packing their cars to leave. You knew Karl was still around, but you’d figured a surprise visit wouldn’t hurt. Plus, after a mutual friend of yours spent the morning talking about a party there, your interest was piqued.
The heavy, wood door popped open, revealing a tall man with broad shoulders. He looked busted up like Karl had previously been. His eyes lit up at the sight of you, straightening up his shirt as if you would care. You sent him a small smile in an attempt to humor him. “Can I help you?” He quizzed in an almost overly polite manner, slicking a hand through his hair.
You bit your lip slightly. “I’m looking for Karl?” You asked more than stated. Frats were nearly the foil to Karl’s aura.
The man’s eyes narrowed in disbelief slightly. “Karl?” His brows furrowed as his gaze traced over you again. You wanted to chuckle, thinking about how Karl would react when you would recount this to him later. “Karl Karl? Like… skinny, nail polish-”
“I’m not sure what’s not clicking for you,” you stated, cutting him off as you sent him an amused look.
His face dropped slightly, clearing his throat as if he was embarrassed. The man stepped to the side, now speaking at the speed of sound about how close he was with Karl. You nodded along to his words, looking around the grand foyer as he led you further into the house. It felt like there were staircases everywhere and Brothers here and there shoving different articles of clothing into bags like they hadn’t done laundry since winter break.
In the midst of the last few people leaving the premises, Karl stood in sweatpants with a box of cereal discussing something with another guy. His eyes moved in your direction fleetingly as if he was checking who had come to visit. Seemingly expecting someone’s mother, he didn’t pay any mind to you until you watched the gears in his head click into place and his eyes snapped back to you with an almost bewildered look. “KARL,” the man beside you called to him. Karl handed the box to the guy he was talking to and made his way towards you. A few of the other guys gave you a once-over as they were leaving, something not unnoticed by Karl.
“What are you doing here?” Karl inquired, fronted and uneasy as he looked around a bit.
You faked a coy persona. “I figured you needed help packing,” you cooed, sending him a wink. Karl fought not to smirk, opting to bite down on the inside of his cheek to keep from saying something back.
The man beside you moved to wrap an arm around Karl, eyeing you beside him now. Your eyes went wide, flashing a look of confusion to Karl, whose deadpan gaze was cased toward you. “Where have you been hiding her, stud muffin?” The man joked, pinching Karl’s cheek. Karl shrugged him off.
“Don’t you have a plane to catch?” Karl grumbled, making sure to put himself between you and the man.
The man laughed. “Is Karl any good in bed?” He directed at you suddenly and off-topic as if it had been burning in his mind since meeting you, making you choke back a laugh.
“Alright,” Karl muttered, half gesturing you upstairs.
“Have a good break, Jacobs. Don’t run your mouth while I’m gone,” the man joked, voice dripping with a dark kind of venom. He walked backward slightly before turning and leaving the house. You followed Karl to the second floor, your mind racing with questions yet a sense of pride had fluttered within you at the fact that Karl definitely won whatever fight he and the man had been in previously. You cleared your throat slightly as you followed him down one of the hallways. “Who was that guy?”
Karl looked back at you slightly. “Just some douchebag that lives here.” You chuckled slightly at his words. “That’s his room,” he stated, lazily pointing towards one of the open doors as he walked. You grabbed his arm, pulling him through the threshold of the guy’s room. The walls were plastered with various trophies and certificates. “What are you up to?” Karl raised, crossing his arms and watching you move around the room.
“And he just left, right?” You asked, plopping down on the edge of his bed. Karl inhaled deeply as if understanding where you were headed.
He wet his lips. “Yeah, he took a bunch of the guys home too.” You hummed in response to his answer, running your finger along the design of the duvet. Karl leaned against the open door, peering out to see if anyone else was around, but the noise downstairs had silenced.
You crawled further onto the bed, laying on your side as you peered up at Karl. “Were you the one that beat the shit out of him?” Karl only shrugged in response, but his eyes were dancing with amusement. “You know, you were kind of mean to me in the bathroom yesterday,” you beckoned, sighing slightly before continuing. “Calling me a slut and whatnot. Is that up to par with the Tri Phi values?”
Karl snorted. “Kappa Alpha Order actually. We’re a gentleman's fraternity, so historically yes.” You chuckled at his words, shaking your head slightly. You were still rather appalled to find out he was a Brother.
“That guy was kind of a dick,” you mentioned lightly. A devious smirk threatened to break Karl’s calm exterior. You sat up, kicking your shoes off and letting down your hair. “We should teach him a lesson,” you chided, tugging the flesh of your bottom lip between your teeth as you looked at him.
Karl crossed his arms, seemingly weighing the consequences of his words. “I don’t know, baby…” He murmured, yet his tone suggested you had already convinced him.
“Awe, is Todd gonna be upset if you fuck me on his bed? In front of all his stupid high school trophies?” You provoked, making him chuckle darkly. He wet his lips as you sat up, nearly begging him to join you.
Karl rolled his eyes, kicking the door shut with his foot and climbing over you on the bed. You were quick to top him though, much to his surprise. “You’re a bad influence,” he groaned. He gripped your forearms smugly, pulling your hands to settle on either side of his head. His lips pressed against yours hungrily as if to cleanse your dirty words.
One of his strong hands slipped against your thigh, grabbing at your ass and urging you to grind against him while the other settled in the crook of your neck. You kissed him brazenly, your need pulsing through your body with your new-found friction. He moved beneath you, smiling against your greedy mouth, knotting his fingers into your hair. You felt him getting harder with each of your movements. You fisted your hands in his jacket as you pulled away from him curling your hips to find your sweet spot. His hand explored your body, gripping your breast as he sucked at the thin skin against your collarbones, moaning into your hair.
God, he wasn’t even inside of you but his encouragement was a high you wanted to ride as long as you could. His fingers dug into your hips and you half hoped he would leave bruises again. You wanted him to mark you.
You moved to press your lips against his neck, raking your teeth against the sensitive skin. He moaned at your actions, fingers yanking your shirt free from where it was tucked into your pants, giving his hands more roaming space. Each of his groans of approval sent heat to your core and an urgency of wanting more of him. Your hands slipped beneath his sweatshirt, slipping it over his head before he leaned up to capture your lips against his again. You pushed him back onto the bed, pulling your own shirt off as his hands threatened to tug at the lacy material.
Despite being trapped between your thighs, Karl was still clearly in control of the situation as he ground his hips up against yours. Both your jeans and Karl’s sweatpants were discarded soon after. You went to slip out of your underwear but he stopped you, something you were somewhat thankful for because, frankly, you didn’t wear the set of lingerie for it to just be discarded right away.
His expression flickered to excitement as your hand instead wrapped around the base of his cock, pumping a few times before you sank onto him, a moan dragging through the both of you. He smiled lazily, his perfect teeth glistening up at you. Veins ran near the tattoo on his neck as his chin tilted up in pleasure as you began to move against him. You ran your fingers into your hair as you bobbed on top of him, your hips rolling against his to draw out ungodly noises from him. He reached one of his hands behind him to grip onto the headboard for some kind of anchor. His other hand dug into your hip, the two of you moving to bring each other closer to climax.
You rocked against him roughly, driving him deeper into you. You could help but rake your nails down his body, causing goosebumps to litter his chest and a groan to hiss from between his lips. You slowed your pace, only to slide one of your hands up to wrap around his neck. A dark expression clouded behind his eyes as if daring you to proceed with your malicious intentions. Pride swelled within you at the knowledge that you could pleasure him this much. Sure, the two of you usually had great sex, but this time it was you who was drawing it out of Karl.
You applied pressure and his hand moved to wrap around your wrist, his head tilting back again as his teeth dug into his lower lip, your hips grinding against him slowly, driving him deeper into you. Sweat had begun to pool at his hairline and near his brow, his cheeks reddening from the stimulation. “You’re so hot,” you almost growled, making his eyebrows perk up, a pleasantly praised expression flashing across his features. You rode him harder, making him moan your name as if it were a curse.
You leaned down, connecting your lips in a searing kiss. Karl pushed himself to sit up, wrapping his arms around you as the two of you reached for your orgasms. His teeth dug into your shoulder as your nails dug into his back. At the new angle, he had found your sweet spot and the tension was beginning to unravel deep within you. “Fuck, I’m close,” he groaned, almost reluctantly. Your head dropped back slightly as you felt each movement of his shooting electricity through your body. Your fingers moved to drag through his hair, tugging at his locks and invoking a string of raspy moans to fall from his lips.
Your toes curled as you finally reached your orgasm, calling out his name and feeling him release as well, riding out your pleasure. You breathlessly sank further into his arms, his chest rising as he savored the rest of his orgasm. The two of you slumped back against the bed, Karl’s arm resting beneath your head. “I half expected a pin-up on the ceiling, not gonna lie,” you mumbled, your voice jagged.
Karl laughed. “He moved it downstairs for a party,” he joked.
“Charming,” you jeered. After a beat of silence, something crept into your mind. “Do you think I’m the only girl to finish in this bed?”
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Karl’s face break into a smirk. “I’m not sure, I usually only hear him.”
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