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cuethediscoandthedrinks · 1 year

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col. quaritch + head under the desk during a meeting~

+special cameo enjoy 🫠

• with the kind of relationship you have, he doesn't anticipate it at all

• mid-way through a rather gruelling meeting, surrounded by his colleagues and some especially important superiors, quaritch was already doing his best to remain engaged, active, and most importantly, professional

• although he very much appreciates play time with his sweetheart, he was still a high ranking colonel with both quotas to fill and a reputation to uphold

• therefore, when he'd caught a brief glimpse of your smaller form hidden under the wide, low metal table, he had initially assumed it to be purely mischief

• maybe you'd intended to scare him, but weren't briefed on the meeting that was to take place; being a lab scientist, compared to quaritch's more hardcore job, the expectations and schedules for you were much more flexible

• or perhaps you'd merely lost track of time, and once you saw the camo-clad giants striding into the smaller glass-windowed room, you had no choice but to squirrel away underneath the table, hoping that no one could spot you hiding there

• of course, you'd most definitely been briefed on the upcoming meeting; considering your most recent escapades, it provided the potential for some solid payback. he wasn't anticipating brattiness, but this only made it so much easier to make use of the opportunity

• the last few weeks had spanned some strict edging with no orgasms whatsoever, and once you broke that rule, he'd had no quarry with spanking your ass, pussy and thighs until you were a great many shades of green and purple; voice hoarse from all the moans and squeals he'd teased out of you

• so, having his spread legs right in front of you was a true sight to see. all this opportunity to push back, play against his rules. in public, as much as he liked to readjust his tightened trousers, or swallow thickly in aims to hide his arousal, you knew he was just as whipped at the lewd sights he'd beheld as you were for him

• "OK. So we've already surveyed both the east and specifically north-eastern borders. The Na'vi continue their counter-attacks, but we're ready for that..." quaritch began, continuing about the weaponry and new targets; soon after ending his summations, only for the next marine to take over

• after the initial points were made, quaritch seemed to settle down into the chair. judging from both prior chats about how much he felt the meetings merely detracted from the energy of the soldiers, paired with his lightly swishing tail, you could tell quaritch was getting bored with the meeting

• slowly inching towards his spread legs, you made sure to bow your head extra low so as to avoid any roaming eyes above the table. luckily, the sheer size of the men's legs had quickly blocked out the majority of light, further obscuring you from view

• knowing quaritch could do virtually nothing to stop it, you went straight to work. palming his soft cock deeply with your open hand, you alternated between massaging and some lighter grasps of his growing erection; using your index and middle finger to squeeze his shaft against your thumb to further coax the tell-tale swell of his length

• of course, he noticed the unexpected touches almost immediately; the only betrayal of anything other than a stern, professional expression being his slightly furrowed eyebrows and lips, pulled into a tight line.

• he'd not had the chance to glance down, but knowing the weeks of sexual torture and teasing he'd put you through, he had few doubts in it being anything other than your eager fingers, brashly fondling him under the table. he'd just not considered that you'd be so unabashed, and was already planning the punishments he'd have waiting for you once the meeting was over

• a small surprised huff had escaped his lips once you began undoing his belt and buckle, lightly pinching the zipper, fully unsheathing his now half-hard cock. taking great care, you earnestly grasped his shaft with your right hand, left cupping his balls, eventually letting all of him hang over his pant button and hem

• quaritch had been doing his utmost to pay attention to the words coming out of the mouths of his colleagues; nodding along, little 'mhmm's slipping out to affirm his thoughts, but the warmth of your soft hands paired with the slight chill of the open air, it only hardened him all the more.

• you'd continued on to leaving wet, slobbering trails from the underside of his swollen balls to the tip of his pulsing cock; eagerly taking breaks to suckle on the rim of his bulbous cockhead, as you coaxed out any slight movements of his hips and thighs

• your lips left warm, open-mouthed kisses along his shaft, using your hands to grope and squeeze what you couldn't fit into your mouth; the almost feverish energy apparent from your swift alternations between sloppy suckles and kisses, to tugging him up and down as you fondled his tightening balls

• with all the excess saliva, the wetness soon began to only accentuate the sounds of your lewd movements; quaritch's ears swivelling and keening to the noises he heard, being unable to stop the graphic images of you on your knees, doe-eyed and mouth doing its best to take him in

• he'd soon made up for the noises through strategic coughing, shuffling and louder approving hums; but what started as subtle gyrating into your mouth had since become more overt upwards bucking, and most definitely caught wainfleet's eyes

• little did either of you know, having been sat facing quaritch meant you were sat almost opposite lyle's outstretched thighs. his ears had been eagerly tuned in to the sweet sounds of your slicked up mouth and small gasps;

• his right hand resting under the table, long blue fingers roughly jerking at his cargo-covered erection. he'd had no real interest in you, but the absence of available and attractive female colleagues meant that the mere noises of real, raw sex only further triggered his hyper-aroused state.

• he just hoped that you'd be too caught up in gagging on the colonel's thick cock to notice the darkened patch of clothing sitting top his length, covered in precum at the though of your lips and tongue; likewise, lyle's ever-widening legs, almost instinctually beckoning you to play with his throbbing blue cock and balls.

• all the while, you'd been doing your best to accommodate quaritch's size; the length was struggle enough, but his sheer girth stretched your mouth and throat to its limits. thankfully the abundance of wetness from your spit, alongside the strings of his sticky juices made taking his cock somewhat easier

• nonetheless, you could tell he was getting close now; his hips grinding into the chair in aims to both escape your ministrations, but also avoid giving away the compromising position you two were in

• as he leaned so far back, you took the chance to swallow as much of his length as you could; knowing that once he sat forward again, he'd be almost hilt-deep inside your soft, slicked up mouth

• nodding your head in time with the pulsing of his shaft, you took extra care to grope and squeeze his balls, scooping up the excess wetness from your cock-filled mouth to smear further down between his legs;

• as you continued on, quaritch's toned blue thighs began tightening and flexing in time with your rhythm; what began as droplets were now sticky lengths of precum, dribbling out from his swollen, pink tip

• his face had since contorted into an almost grimace-like expression; mouth downturned, eyes squinted and cheeks sucked in, doing his best to hide the growing orgasm about to ripple through his body

• having had his eyes fixed to the glasses of water in the middle of the table, hoping to only seem deep in concentration rather than deeply aroused, quaritch dared a glance around the table; soon realising that not just one, but two different colleagues had been clocking him for likely half the meeting at least

• fike was definitely sure something what wrong, because quaritch's normally confident interjects and tuts of disapproval hadn't been heard; much of quaritch's fidgeting had gone over the men's heads, but fike had caught the odd looks that slipped past the colonel's firm expression over the hour.

• likewise, lyle's subtle 'noticing' had since escalated to overtly seeing to himself for almost half an hour - getting quick pumps and palms into his hard, leaky cock as best he could; once quaritch and lyle locked eyes, the gig was up, though

• they'd both been well-acquainted with the expression of badly-masked arousal; it wasn't uncommon to catch a soldier seeing to himself in the showers; but knowing that lyle had been getting off to this, to you, had turned what began as disgust-laden irritation into some form of twisted voyeuristic arousal

• luckily the meeting had come to a natural close soon after quaritch had caught the gazes of both the men; his face turning varying shades of shame as his cock pulsed rapidly in time with his quickened heartbeat, and clenching abdomen

• your soft gags were now deep-throated movements, thick 'glug glug glug's taking away any opportunity for the more expressive moans or squeals in anticipation of his hot, heavy load

• as the men all hummed and murmured in agreement, quaritch's orgasm came over him; pretending to grab his jacket from the table, taking extra time to do so, he bucked hard into your mouth, sticky reams spurting out, covering your tongue, lips and cheeks in his cum

• eyebrows frowning, he placed both palms onto the end of the table, gripping as his knuckles turned a lighter shade of blue. a small "aghk-ugk...eh-hem" being all that signalled his release to his suspecting colleagues.

• quaritch successfully covered up any residual sounds of your thick swallows and deepened breaths with some curt coughs; eventually you zipped up his stained front, slipping further back to the other end of the table, now absent of most of the men

• all standing up, only then could quaritch make out your small triumphant smile, but no later did he catch sight of wainfleet; his almost cocky smirk, heavier breaths and the damp patch covering the middle of his trousers, all the way to his mid-thigh.

• it should have bothered him more than it did, but the prospect of lyle getting off to something he could never have? it seemed to counter any rising anger, replacing it with a more fervent form of possessiveness over you; surely that couldn't hurt

hope you enjoyed lovelies ;P

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hungharrington · 1 year

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something about teasing steve in public to the point where he's just flustered and so whiny and can barely keep a conversation... aaah

MMMM ANON U ARE SPEAKING MY LANGUAGE

it won’t even be your fault in the beginning, he’s just a little more keyed up than usual - a steamy dream of your lips stretched around his cock that felt a little too real, had him squirming in his sleep— and worse is, he slept later than usual because of it so he hadn’t even been able to get out of his system before heading to work :( so yeah, his hormones might be flowing a little easier today but steve is fine! he’s fairly confident that the boring lull of his solo shift is precisely the boner killer he needs.

except, of course, you decide to visit him— because you’re so nice to your boyfriend! and somehow, it’s like you manage to look actually mouth-watering today, like steve does a double take when the chime of the door goes off, head looking up twice and it’s like a visceral reaction, a pulse of heat that runs through his body. steve out right groans a little bit, covers his face with his hands for a moment and then runs them through his hair. you’re frowning a bit because what kind of welcome is that? and steve’s like “no no! not like that!” but fuck, wait those shorts you’re wearing are quite short— showing off your thighs sinfully and steve actually can’t control how he eyes you up and down unashamedly, tongue darting out to wet his lips — you clock the horny in him in a second

“my my, what’s got you in a such a mood today?” you ask, an elbow meeting the front counter as you lean on it, but you might as well be purring the words to steve- the way you just read him in an instant does not help all of the morning’s unforgotten feelings from crawling back into his body— steve groans aloud again when he feels his dick twitch in interest in his pants.

“don’t,” he warns, jabbing a finger in your direction as his other hand as subtlety as he can readjusts his pants, “i was already nearly late to work because of you!” that makes you frown a bit in confusion, moving to round the counter to properly greet him since it’s so quiet in store- you plunk down a bag containing some lunch of him that you’d brought with you. steve arms are waiting and twine around your waist as your sling over his shoulders and round his neck, a sweet embrace with his back to the door. you smirk up at him just a bit, “late because of me? and how did i manage that all the way from my own home?”

steve glances at the front door, dutiful in checking there’s no one coming, but even so his voice drops a bit quieter when he says, “you… i had a dream about you.” his face manages to get a little warmer, given away by the colour in his cheeks, and if you weren’t clued in before you definitely are now. steve’s funny about dreams, even though you assure him you’re quite flattered he searches for you even in his subconscious— but he always admits them a bit shyly, like you might react badly.

“a dream?” you echo, slithering your hands from around his neck down his chest purposefully — and steve shivers at the motion. before he gets a moment to tell you knock it off, you’re speaking first, hands travelling to trace over his tummy, “what sorta dream?” you ask, even though you know. steve glares at you because he knows it too. he glances out the front window again and speaks in a hushed voice when he turns back, “y’know,” he says, face somehow growing redder. “like a… a sexy dream,”

and that makes you laugh a little bit, because how can he be so good at dirty talk in bed and still call it ‘a sexy dream’ like a 13 year old? you’ll never know. all you do know is that you’ve decided mischief is what you’re after today, hands slipping under his polo to scratch lightly along his v line — and it’s enough to make steve’s breath stutter. “what are you—?” he asks, his hands around your waist beginning to move, like he might seize your torturous hands. “what happened in the dream?” you ask instead, cutting him off. you pair your question with a hand that runs down his front, not at all subtle with the way you brush against his cock. it shoots a thrill through you to feel he’s already half hard in his pants- your hand ends up atop his thigh, fingers rubbing the sensitive inner part of it as you ask him again, before he can catch up, “what got you so worked up, stevie?” steve’s eyes scrunch closed, whether from the memory of the dream or your inching higher hand— the other stays on his tummy, thumbing light circles on his happy trail.

“you-“ he starts, cutting himself off with another little shiver. one hand leaves your waist like he’s going to grab your own but you’re already trailing further up, beginning just lightly palming him through his jeans - and his hand just hovers instead, clenching into a fist. his gaze has moved to watch your hand work him intently “fuck, wait,” he says, breath a little heavier than before. “you— you were,” he’s scarlet in the face by this point, words getting a little weaker. you properly rub him, curling your fingers around what you can feel and giving it a good squeeze and steve audibly swears, some pathetic noise escaping his throat before he can stop it.

“you gotta stop,” he manages to exhale through a jagged breath, even though his hands stay exactly as they are, flexing through his pent up hormones. “it’s— someone could…” he trails off breathily as you dip your thumb beneath his waist line as you give another delicious rub along his cock, enough that another strangled pitiful noise comes from steve’s mouth, along with a whisper of your name. you can’t tell if it’s lucky for him or not that nobody has come into the store in the time you’ve been toying with him. you pout exaggeratingly, “but you didn’t even tell me what happened in the dream?”

you choose that exact moment to retract your hands, pulling back just a bit and standing on your tiptoes to press a kiss to his scorching cheek. steve’s blinking, confused by the whiplash of suddenly having so much touch turn to none but you’re already rounding the corner— “you’ll have to tell me later, i guess! enjoy lunch, baby” and he’s like stammering, turning in time as you approach the door and barely get out his own goodbye before you’re gone, the bell chiming as you go. steve huffs, taking one glance at his pants and resigning himself to spending the next hour pressed against the counter and not moving at all. “little minx,” he curses, tugging his collar away from his neck to try cool off even just a bit. he swears that is the longest shift he’s ever worked - but can’t even be too mad about what you did, considering you were well & truly waiting for him when he came home, ready to bring his dream to life

#MMMMM #anon u and me got the same thoughts #i just wanna sit in the back of the theatre and see if he can keep quiet while i jerk him off <3 #get him all riled up so he can come get revenge later <3 #steve either actually has to flip the closed sign and go finish himself in the bathroom #or is the Most pent up you've seen in awhile and literally cums from you grinding on his lap #<3 i love whiney steve #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington smut #steve smut #jay writes

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hecksupremechips · 15 days

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Mizuki and Date though like. Imagine being 8 and your parents are filthy rich and going through a bad divorce. Your mom treats you like shit, lashing out at you, hitting you, saying she wishes you were never born all because you were behaving like a child. Your dad is more comforting, but he doesn’t do anything to stop the abuse and he spends his time invested in a completely different family, a girl who you love and look up to but he loves her more than you and it fucking shows. Then your dads new friend, some fucking bachelor in his late 20s, is just like "wow you guys are the worst fucking parents ive ever seen" and next thing you know your dad is sending you off to live with him. And it’s just a massive kick in the head cuz you go from a rich lifestyle to living in some really shitty tiny ass apartment with this guy who’s clearly never been around a child in his entire life and he doesn’t know how to behave and does a really bad job of censoring himself like he has a bunch of dirty magazines that he can’t hide very well cuz it’s literally a studio apartment and also he talks to himself sometimes, it’s really weird. He doesn’t even have the slightest clue what he’s doing

And he’s the best parent you’ve ever had

Because fuck, it all really hurts. You have to cope with having never received any love from anyone, and with the fact that your parents clearly don’t want you and can’t even be bothered to send you with anyone even kinda responsible. And this guy has a scary job with crazy hours and you don’t know anything about him and neither does he. But still, he never once hits you or tells you you’re not allowed to cry. He just gives you space and doesn’t push you to feel any sort of way about him. And sometimes, he’s even kind. He makes you some stew, even though it’s a bit chunky. He lets you sleep in the bed and takes the couch for himself, even though he complains about the massive back pain he’d never trade his spot for a second. He pays attention to events at your school and gives you your favorite stuffed animal when you make good grades, even though you called it ugly. He gets worried sick when you come home with bruises and puts on a goofy voice and trains you to defend yourself and you develop some highly deadly skills and even though it’s really abnormal, he buys you a bench press so you can get stronger. There’s this distance there, and you feel really weird caring about someone who you aren’t related to, but you find yourself wishing it was meant to be like this all along, that maybe, he’s secretly your real dad and he loves you like his real daughter

And when you say "I’m back" he says "welcome home"

#aitsf #ai the somnium files #kaname date #mizuki date #THE DATES THEY ARE MY EVERYTHING AAAAAAAAA #its so funny though like imagine being such a bad parent that some loner who jerks off all the time does a better job than you #and hes literally never interacted with children before and is later revealed to have actually been an assassin #renju and shoko really just suck huh #and i dont mean to reduce date to a porno loving loser cuz nah like hes actually got so much depth going on in this situation like he cant #remember a single thing about his past he has no frame of reference for what a family is or if hes ever had one himself #which we then learn he. kinda didnt he was an orphan with no friends no name no one who came looking for him it seems #yet he still finds himself loving and caring for this girl and would literally die over and over for her to live a happy life #hes so genuinely kind and caring and deeply lonely and unsure of himself if hes doing this right #and he feels agonizing pain when hes forced to remember that he isnt mizukis real dad and that. he has nothing #but despite that he doesnt force mizuki to return these feelings because its a lot to burden a child with and shes been through enough #its like. kaname date i love youuuu please just adopt her already 🥺

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pvuzz · 13 days

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he gets so nervous while making out i just wanna keep kissing him and tell him “don’t worry, i’ll guide you” in the most seductive way ever

#wanna jerk him off and have him whimpering under me #mlm thoughts #mlm yearning #mutuals #gay #actually aro #aroallo #aromantic allosexual #mlm nsft #mlm ns/fw #trans mlm #gay mlm

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stardustdiiving · 10 months

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You know perilous trails was a good quest when it singlehandedly improved Xiao’s fanon characterization by at least 50%. It seemed like more people began to realize that Xiao is far less of an edgy tsundere who’s snappy to everyone because he has #issues and far more like this tormented stray cat who stares at you from the secluded corner he won’t leave in the most poorly socialized and tense way imaginable when you try to coax him into approaching you because he is clearly starving and all alone in the rain and cold. He bristles defensively and bats at you if you get too close but every time you walk away and then look back you see he’s discreetly following you and is now staring at you intently from the bushes

#xiao #Genshin impact #Genshin #fern.txt #fandomferns #I feel like a lot of it was the original voice direction for his ENG dub #not even the VA I actually rlly like the VA like it works just fine in perilous trails #but a lot of the way they translated him early on was so muhc #for example. his voiceline about drowsiness in ENG sounds like he just suddenly snaps WHOS THERE? and is like oh? you think I sleep? tch.#no respect for the ways of the adepti #where as in CN. you hear him breathing quietly like he’s dozed off. and THEN he suddenly jerks awake #so him going huh??!? who’s there? you think I sleep?#now solidly sounds like he’d accidentally fallen asleep and is flustered you caught him doing so #which is so endearing to me & does a much better job of catching xiaos vibe as someone who’s actually very gentle in nature but conditioned #into thinking a lot of his existence must revolve around suffering all the time. like the way I took his eng voiceline was u run into him at #night hes on gaurd & snaps at u !#it is perhaps just a lot harder to maintain portraying xiao as this dramatically edgy emo boy unless u massively mistranslate the perilous #trails writing where he is spending the entire time mourning his dead friends & everyone has to talk him down repeatedly from #being suicidal bc he sees himself as a weapon & not a person. NFJVJNFKVJ #I remember ppl being like huh they really toned down xiaos edginess for this quest now he’s just depressed #NO SEE. HES ALWAYS BEEN LIKE THAT #this post got a bit out of hand. I have got to calm down #very normal about him if you can’t tell

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onismdaydream · 3 months

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i wanna give satoru gojo a mommy kink 🧍

#hes the type of guy to joke about it... says he wants his baba and suck on your tits.........#but it gets him . so hard actually.#the idea of someone domming him.. he jerks off and apologizes the next day LMAO #perce.txt #satoru gojo #satoru gojo x you #satoru gojo x reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen

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turnaboutchaos · 1 year

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cannot stop thinking abt how Sholmes subtly cares for ppl so much like... in the middle of the night he sees Gina go out to the pawn shop and watches her to make sure shes ok, and when she doesnt come back he follows her and ends up getting fucking shot in the process. he breaks into the courtroom during the trial the next day clearly very unwell and still aids Ryunosuke all he can before fucking collapsing from exhaustion. turns out he's also been keeping an eye on Gregson to make sure he doesnt get hurt doing his thing, and when he dies hes absolutely beside himself abt it bc he couldnt deduce what couldve happened. he instantly takes up Yujin's offer on taking care of Iris without hesitation and keeps the truth abt her family at bay to protect her. and when Iris does finally call him daddy he bursts into tears on the spot.

like yea hes a goofy eccentric mf whos always doing his own fucking thing but he also really, REALLY cares abt the ppl he loves... funny guy with big heart..........

#im actually going to cry over him #im trying super hard to make cohesive sentences and connecting the dots abt this thought bc its pretty fragmented in my brain but #conclusion: he cares and i uh. dont think he receives any thanks for it????#this prolly comes off as an insane and not-well-thought-out ramble but bear with me pls. i cant make any sense rn #dgs spoilers #dgs2 spoilers #herlock sholmes #its just. super heartwarming to me. mans needs a hug and thanks fr #like he comes off as a sorta eccentric jerk who cant read the room too well (hence why he ruins so many heartfelt moments)#but all in all he actually keeps a rly close eye on ppl he cares about. not just bc hes a nosey detective or anything but bc he genuinely #cares of them so much like....#idk man i have. thoughts

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randomnameless · 5 months

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Something that really bothers me about the rose coloured glasses vis a vis tellius and fe fans (ESPECIALLY from 3h fans who learned about tellius later) is that many like soren purely because of his main ship (i mean i like ikesoren too but come the fuck on) and jokingly characterise soren as a stereotypical nasty mean limp wristed sarcastic gay man instead of a deeply flawed branded angry at the world and definitely trauma bonded to ike, but micaiah is still absolutely getting raked over the coals over the blood pact and not being ike’s fangirl

Well,

Jokes often involve flanderisation, so Soren being flanderised to oblivion when people joke about him isn't something I really care about, but maybe that's because I'm not really fond of Soren to begin with lol

What annoys me more is when some people try to rationalise Soren's anger and backstory by either pointing at Almedha or Deghinsea being responsible for everything, and I'm like, what.the.fuck?

Almedha's just, idk, I won't call it sexism, but damn - that woman loves her son who is the only reason why she hasn't completely lost her mind over 1/losing her powers 2/being casted away like trash by her "BF" 3/being rejected by her dad 4/thinking her brother was tortured and abused to death because of her actions 5/being separated from her beloved child.

Deghinsea being "uwu bad bcs he's the reason why brandeds are rejected by both beorcs and laguz" is another take I really am not fond of, and iirc I wrote a post earlier this year about it? But to some people who buy the "Crusts BaD" as the reason why Fodlan sucks, I guess they need to have someone to name and pill all of the world's nonsense rather than, well, in Tellius' case, realise that the worldbulding and the lore really sucks, to the point where the duology touted as the most "against racism" of the franchise, is pretty much way more racist than anything Tru Piss can throw us (yes, because in Tru Piss we have characters rejecting coexistence, in Tellius, it's the world mechanics - whenever a Beorc and a Laguz coexist too much, the Laguz dies...).

As for Miccy,

Just like, imo, Soren gains some "new" attention and "uwu excuses for why he's being a snarky jerk at times", Miccy used to be bashed when FE10 was released (with all the Mary Sue accusation being thrown around!) because she was written to be a sort of foil/antagonist to Ike, and when the party reunited, she was demoted to a "soul-jar" role, let it be regarding the greater plot, or, even, her own backstory!

TBH, for people who didn't play FE10, if Ike is the bestest thing since melted cheese, Miccy, who opposes him, must be BaD and so you can pile everything you don't like on her, hoping to see it stick.

Or even worse, I've seen posts here and there comparing Miccy to Supreme Leader and how misunderstood uwu she is, which is the worst insult poor Miccy ever received since FE10 came out rofl

#2goldensnitches #do you want to kill me friend lol #once upon a time discussions about soren and miccy were very animated lol #anyways i still don't like how some part of the fandom tries to uwu him #he is a character with flaws that sure are never called out in the game and by the main character but #they exist #and to uwu them away is imo a disservice and not a good reading on him #'but his backstory sad uwus' Sephiran also has a crapton of sad uwus for his backstory #and yet the game chews him out about his plans to destroy the world because hey fuck off #it's not fair to condemn the world and everyone who lives in it for your suffering #It's sort of hilarious because sometimes I wonder if Miccy wasn't also written as a Soren foil #Miccy is the one who doesn't like when Beorc call Laguz names #she lives in racist land and knows she has to hide else she'll die too #but she still came to care about the people who live here #she gets to talk to Vika who feels weirded out by her being a branded and yet they agree to continue talking/being friends despite it #Miccy never insults Rafiel calling him a half beast #Soren follows Ike and his lead but Miccy has to take the lead despite wanting to follow Pelleas at first #tfw we know more about Soren's backstory even after being kicked away from Daein than Miccy's lol #granted I loved what FE10 with Almedha when you see that some of his worst traits/flaws are actually shared by his mom lol #tl;dr : a Soren raised by his mom would have been even more of a jerk than the one we got #i have a lot of feelings about how Miccy was treated in FE10 which in turn sort of explains the vitriol she received from the fandom #but that's for another post lol else it'll be too long #basically FE10 is more Ike v.2 than a game where Miccy is the Lord

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