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toomuchracket · 2 months

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dancing like she way out (george daniel x reader smut)

shag the dj shag the dj shag the dj, or whatever the smiths said. basically - a night out takes a turn for the better when you hook up with the hot dj. won't lie, there's use of the d word in here. and choking, because we've all seen that man's hands. enjoy <3

all your friends are wasted, and you hate this club.

no, really - three of them are currently spewing their guts up in the toilets after going too hard on the tequila rose, while the rest flail wildly on the dancefloor in between queuing at the bar to buy yet another round of overpriced jagerbombs. meanwhile, you're doing your best to dodge the extremely persistent man you first swerved about an hour ago, some palm angels-clad twat with shit hair and an inability to take no for an answer, and also doing your best not to spill your vodka cranberry all over yourself in the process.

in short, you're having a shitter of a night.

at least the dj's fit, though. really fit. and, to be fair, he’s spinning some decent stuff. the one saving grace of the night, you'd say.

you watch him from the edge of the dancefloor, empty cup in hand. he's quite focused, more so than some of the wankers you've been dragged to see in this club in the past, only looking up to signal to the bar staff that he needs a refill and to check the vibe of the room. he has pretty eyes, you notice, sharp and dark and clear; eyes that could definitely get you to commit a multitude of sins, quite frankly.

and now? they're looking right at you.

looking isn't a strong enough word, actually. they drag slowly down your body - locking with your own, then travel to your pouty, brown-lined lips, and shamelessly over the curves of your body onto your legs - leaving a trail of thrill-induced goosebumps across your skin in their wake. suddenly, they flick back up to your face, and one closes in a wink. you smirk, and the dj does too.

interesting.

one of your more sober friends nudges you, handing you another vodka. you accept it without breaking eye contact with the dj, wrapping your lips around the straw and smiling with it between your teeth. he raises his eyebrows, still smirking, and you wink; your friend notices, and leans round so you can see her. “are you eye-fucking the dj?”

“maybe,” you reluctantly tear your eyes from him to look at her. “in my defence, he started eye-fucking me first.”

she laughs, tugging you onto the floor and motioning for you to dance. “i think we should keep him looking at you, then.”

“alright,” you down your drink and set down the cup. “let's dance.”

and so, you do, pulling out all the stops. your hair flows behind you as you swing your hips, body twisting and turning and stretching as you lose yourself under the lights and amidst the beat, and you laugh excitedly with your friend as she twirls you. the dancefloor is so empty that you can spin to your heart's content, but that doesn't bother you at all - it means there's less for the object of your efforts to be distracted by, more chance that his attention is on you.

it seems to be completely on you, actually; every time you catch a glimpse of him, his eyes are on you again, and your friend attests to that in your ear as she pulls you in for a hug. “he hasn't stopped looking at you, for even a second. that man wants you, babe.”

you angle your body towards the deck so you can see him. the club lighting is simultaneously sheering out his black shirt and throwing both his stubbled face and tattooed arms into focus - fuck, his arms.

and he's still looking at you.

“i think you might be right,” you turn back to your friend so she can hear you, deliberately leaning forward and shaking your ass slightly in his direction. “and i want him too.”

she shoves you towards the deck. “go and get him, then.”

with a giggle, you set off, swinging your hips as you all but skip towards the extremely sexy man behind the music. unfortunately for you, some arsey man in too-tight chinos gets to the deck first; folding your arms, you stand behind him, miffed, and wait your turn to speak.

luckily, you only have to do that for a couple of seconds. the guy isn't particularly drunk, but he's annoying. “hey, bro,” he says to the dj, whose handsome face is set in an expression full of what can only be described as ennui. you assume he sees this kind of thing all the time. “can you play some, like, chainsmokers? that would be so sound of you.”

chainsmokers? christ.

clearly, your distaste is showing, because the dj's face slips into a tiny smirk as he looks at you out of the corner of his eye; it disappears, though, before he replies. “‘fraid not, mate…”

his fucking voice. dear god. who is this man, and where has he been all your life?

“...i don't take requests.”

you believe it. everything about the dj screams control, and with every passing second your want to submit to that control is growing. it's not want you have for him any more, but sheer fucking need.

the other guy shrugs and wanders off, and the attention is all on you again. leaning over the mixing board towards you, the dj smirks again. “you, however, can ask me for anything you like.”

fuck. keep it together, bitch.

“anything?” you smile, saccharine, carefully leaning on the side of the deck in such a way that it pushes your boobs up. “even cascada?”

he rolls his eyes. “and here i thought you had taste.”

“whatever made you think that?”

“you picked out that dress to wear tonight, yeah?”

christ. “yeah. you like it?”

he nods, taking a sip of his drink. “it's gorgeous on you. but i think most things would be.”

you blush, revelling in the compliment before shooting your shot. “present company included?”

“jesus,” he shakes his head, and for the briefest of moments you worry that you've lost him. but then he looks up, hunger in those fucking eyes of his, and smirks again. “is that what you want, angel? to go somewhere together and find out?”

the ease with which the pet name falls from his lips is staggering, so much so that you can merely nod. that's not good enough for him, though - “need you to talk to me, beautiful.”

“sorry, sorry,” you compose yourself (with great difficulty). “yes, that's what i want.”

“s'reciprocated,” he smiles, genuinely. “i’m george, by the way.”

you smile in response, and introduce yourself. george says your name, slowly, and you fear that your legs might give way. “pretty,” he replies. “i like how you feel on my tongue.”

the words practically shoot straight into the scrap of fabric you call panties, and your jaw drops. george giggles. “you're cute when you're flustered, angel.”

“shame. i don't tend to make a habit of that.”

“hmmm,” he clicks his tongue. “i'll need to work on that, then.”

you smile, radiant. “promise?”

“promise,” george smiles. he checks his watch, and you try not to drool at the way his arms flex. or his hands - god, look at his hands! “s'almost closing time. meet me back here in half an hour?”

“looking forward to it,” you blow him a kiss, preening at the way he blushes. “see you in a bit, gorgeous.”

he winks again. you turn and walk back to your friends, who have gathered along the edge of the dancefloor to watch your exchange with the dj. they huddle around you like a rugby scrum when you near them, a cacophony of slurred voices asking what and where and who and when and how; you gesture for them to follow you to the smoking area, where - to much excitement - you relay the details to them in the breaks between nicotine hits, and hug them all goodnight before you have to go back inside, them to the cloakroom and you to the dj.

your wingwoman friend is the last one you bid farewell to - she links arms with you to walk back into the sweaty club, doing the pre-prepared spiel you give each other when you pull. “have fun, but don't be stupid. if it's his place you end up at, then send me your location. i'll phone you in the morning, alright?”

“yeah,” you kiss her cheek. “thanks for all your help.”

“no problem. stay safe, have the best time,” she grins. “and i want details at the pub quiz on tuesday.”

“noted,” you hug her again as you reach the place to part ways. “love you. goodnight.”

“get it, bitch!” she shouts after you; you turn to salute her and giggle, and then she's gone. with a deep breath and a shake of your hair, you dart past the people starting to head towards the cloakroom, butterflies starting to emerge again as you get closer to george.

he smiles when he sees you, eyes raking over your body once again. “you know,” he says, as you reach the deck. “you really are beautiful.”

“i'm already leaving with you, george, you can drop the flattery,” you roll your eyes, then beam at him. “thank you, though.”

“just stating facts,” george turns some sort of dial, and the music fades to silence. as the club staff usher everyone from the room, he sighs happily. “been waiting to do that since you came up to me earlier.”

“really?”

“yeah,” he unplugs his laptop from the deck, sliding it into a backpack. “you're very distracting, you know, looking so good and dancing like that.”

“well, i try,” you hold out a hand. “ready to go?”

george nods, stepping down beside you - you gawk at the the height of him, towering over you. “fuck me, you're tall.”

he laughs, taking your hand in his. again, the size difference is insane, and you find yourself momentarily nervous to get into bed with him; that soon passes in favour of excitement, though. “don't worry, i'll even out the height thing by getting on my knees soon enough.”

the speed with which you tug him toward the exit at that is almost comical. george only giggles and lets you drag him to the door - he stops when you’re out in the cold air, though. “hold on, angel, i need a cig.”

you nod, standing on the step beside the door while he moves down a few to light his cigarette in peace. his hands, so big, are surprisingly nimble as he pulls a fag from the packet and flicks the lighter on; again, it does something to your core, and you lean against the brick wall to keep yourself steady.

after a few (erotic) drags of the cig, george holds it out to you. wordlessly, you accept, holding eye contact as you take a drag and exhale it in his direction. george's eyes flick to your lips, then back to your own - suddenly, he's kissing you, a hand in your hair and one on the small of your back, your arms looped around his neck. it's not a polite kiss, by any means; george kisses like he’s trying to devour you in the best possible way, stealing all the air from your lungs and inhibitions from your brain, tongue and teeth working against your mouth to get you to give in to him.

like you need any convincing.

a trail of spit connects you as he breaks the sloppy kiss, forehead resting against yours as you both breathe deeply. “fuck, angel,” george sighs, kissing you quickly again. “your place or mine?”

“we can be at my flat in five minutes if we walk quickly.”

“shit. lead the way.”

***

your front door hasn't even fully closed behind you before george is pressing you up against it, grabbing handfuls of your ass and lifting you so he can kiss your lips and neck while he grinds into you. every time his hips meet yours, you feel your eyes roll back into your head and the need for him inside you growing. his teeth meet the skin of your collarbone, and you swear you see stars. “george.”

his head shoots up immediately. “no marks?”

“no, leave as many as you want. it's just,” you whimper as he sucks a bruise into your skin. “i really want you to take me to bed. please?”

he groans at that, peeling you off the wall as he turns. “where…?”

“second door on the left.”

no sooner than the words have left your lips, george is kicking your bedroom door open and all but throwing you onto your bed. hands shaking, you do your best to undo your heels and throw them into a corner as george rids himself of backpack and shirt; you mewl at the sight of him, muscles hardened in the moonlight, and sit up on your knees to clumsily undo his belt.

he shakes his head, moving your hands from him. “you first, angel. arms up, come on, let's get that pathetic excuse for a dress off you.”

“i thought you liked this dress?” you frown, even as you oblige and let him peel the dress up your body.

“i do, but - oh, fuck,” george moans as your almost-bare body is revealed to him. “it was doing an awful job of stopping me thinking about you like this.”

his gaze on you is almost predatory, so much so that it makes you sink back onto your knees in submission, legs slightly open and chest forward. “do i live up to your daydreams, sir? no, wait,” you squint, assessing george to see if you can figure him out. “do i live up to your daydreams, daddy?”

you've hit the nail on the head; george’s eyes close as he swears and undoes his belt, kicking his trousers and shoes off before climbing onto the bed, onto you. he pulls you slowly onto his lap, and rocks you back and forth even more slowly. “does this answer your question, baby?” he murmurs, the gravel in his voice liquifying your insides and sending them straight into your underwear. the friction against his hardness is incredible, and all you can do is whine as you look into those obsidian eyes - again, that's not good enough for george, who delivers a sharp smack to your ass. “words, angel. tell daddy what you think.”

“i - ooh,” you whimper, as george changes angle to one that manages to catch your clit with every grind. “i think i live up to them, yes, daddy. think you wanna fuck me, and - shit - i want that too.”

“my smart girl,” he kisses you again, another head-melter that has you moaning into his mouth. “what else do you want, hmmm? want me to go down on you?”

as tempting as having that mouth between your legs sounds… that isn’t what you want right now. “wake me up like that tomorrow, please,” you savour the way george whines into your neck at the thought. “but right now, i just need you to fill me up, daddy.”

“well, i did say you could ask me for anything you liked,” he grins against you, kissing you quickly before softly laying you down. “fuck, look at you, angel, so fucking beautiful. where have they been keeping you from me all this time?”

your cheeks burn at the way he bites his lip, trailing his hands over your bare chest and all the way down to your panties. “i mean, seriously,” he hums. “i've never wanted to fuck someone more in my life.”

“so do it. please,” you open your legs, showing him the surely-visible wet patch on your silky underwear. “need you inside me, daddy.”

“alright, alright,” george huffs out a laugh, one of disbelief, as he trails a finger up your clothed slit. “jesus, you’re soaked already. can i take these off?”

“please.”

he smiles, dragging the material down your legs and his fingers through your wetness; evilly, he slides the same hand beneath his boxers to palm himself, groaning. when you protest, he laughs. “just making sure we're both ready, baby. speaking of… protection?”

you say nothing, and just reach across to grab your pill packet from the bedside table and wave it at him.

“noted,” he leans forward to kiss you, before moving back onto his knees to slide his boxers off. as the fabric drops, so does your jaw: you knew from the feeling of him under you that you weren't dealing with something compact, here, but george is fucking huge. like, slightly terror-inducing huge. that said, though, you begin to salivate at the sight of him - he notices this, and giggles. “like what you see?”

“yeah,” wide eyed, you look up at his face, your own breaking into an anticipated smile; tentatively, you reach out to touch his cock, both of you gasping in tandem when you wrap your hand (as best you can) around him, manicured thumb flicking over the pre-cum soaked tip. neither of you break eye contact as you pump him a few times, the sexual tension in the room too magnetic to do so, and when you speak it comes out in a whisper. “how do you want me?”

“how don’t i want you?” george smirks, tapping your wrist to make you let go of him. he shuffles forward, big hands meeting your chest and squeezing gently, and beams when you whine. “fucking love that sound. lie back for me, angel, wanna watch these tits while i make you feel good. that alright?”

“mhmm,” you do as asked, fanning your hair across the pillow and spreading your legs - george can't seem to decide where to look, eyes darting between your face and chest and glistening cunt, and it makes you feel incredible. “like this, daddy?”

he nods. “perfect,” his lips find yours again as he settles above you, resting his weight on one hand while the other slides between your thighs again. two long fingers tentatively dip into your cunt, and george groans while you gasp at the fullness. christ, if this is how you react to his fingers, then what on earth will it be like when he's actually fucking you? “jesus, baby, you're so fucking tight,” he hisses, eyes heavy as he looks down into yours. “want me to get you off with my hand first, before you take my cock? i mean, you're wet enough that you should be alright, but… i want you to feel good. comfortable. s'all about you, angel.”

shit. you have a sneaking suspicion that this man might genuinely be the death of you. but at least you'll die happy, yeah?

smiling, slightly dazed, you shake your head. “just want you to fuck me, daddy. need it, needed your cock all night.”

“you're sure?” george caresses your cheek.

“i'm sure,” you nod, humming happily as you watch him pump himself and drag his length through your wetness. “put it in, please.”

“sweet girl,” he kisses you, deep and slow, and pushes into you, the same. “oh my god.”

you're speechless, breathless, completely fucking brainless - all you can think about is the utterly delicious way george is stretching you out. nobody you've ever fucked before has really made you relate to the metaphor “rearranging your guts”, but with him it's crystal clear; he's so gentle and you're so turned on that it isn't painful, but he's definitely ruined any other man for you already and he's - you look down to check - not even fully inside you yet.

you giggle, slightly delirious, at that realisation. george smiles at you, groaning as he bottoms out and stills inside you. “feeling good?”

“so fucking good,” you lean up to kiss him, whining against his lips at the slight change in angle. fuck, he’s deep. “fuck me, please.”

he smirks. “magic word?”

“fuck me, please,” you kiss him again, sinking your teeth into his bottom lip then pulling back and whispering. “daddy.”

“good girl,” george pulls your legs around his waist, slowly sliding out of you and back in; you both moan in harmony as he does. “jesus, you feel incredible.”

you preen, beaming up at him - the smile is knocked from your face as he speeds up, though, in favour of your jaw dropping in pleasure. “yeah, that's it. fucking me so good, don't stop, please.”

“not stopping until i get you off, angel, don't worry,” he shifts slightly again, his next thrust hitting a spot inside you that you didn't think existed; when he does, you whimper, the contact sending another gush to your core and shockwaves throughout your body. “oh, you liked that, didn't you, sweet girl? shall i do it again? yeah, i think i will.”

he does, ripping a cry from your throat in the process. your legs quiver around his waist, the repeated hits to the area sparking them into movement, and you clutch desperately at his forearm beside your head. “daddy…”

“what is it, angel?” george leans down to kiss you, still fucking you relentlessly. “tell me what you want.”

your brain is growing hazier by the second, dopamine and serotonin and god knows what else overpowering all your motor functions, but you still manage to oblige. “want - fuck - want you to choke me.”

“fuck,” george’s eyes roll back slightly. “you're sure?”

you nod, stomach contracting in ecstasy. “need it, need you.”

“you're so fucking cute,” he grins, incongruous with the way his big hand wraps around your neck and presses, just enough for you to sigh happily and clench around him. “think you really might be an angel, by the way,” he pants out, never letting the rhythm of his hips drop. “you feel like heaven. look like it, too. and trust me, later on,” he kisses your neck, dragging his tongue up so he can whisper in your ear. “i am going to get on my knees and worship you for hours.”

okay, it's settled - he's perfect. you can never fuck anyone else ever again. “please.”

“‘please’ what, sweet girl? please do that?” he coos, sucking another mark just under your jaw. “or please make you cum?”

“cum,” you choke out from under his hand, legs practically thrashing from how good you feel. “please, daddy.”

“gonna be a good girl and help me, then?” george looks you straight in the eye, his almost completely shut in pleasure. “touch yourself for me. show me what you're gonna do every time you think about this, about me.”

christ alive. you obey (you're not sure that you'd be unable to resist that voice even if you wanted to), grabbing one of your tits in one hand and sliding the other between your bodies to your clit. as soon as you touch the bundle of nerves, the shockwaves pulsing through your body increase tenfold; if not for george above you, grounding you, you reckon you'd have shot off the mattress by now. through a quivering jaw, you talk to him. “m'so close, so fucking close.”

“me too, angel,” george’s eyelids flutter as he talks. “don't fight it - cum for me, my good girl, cum on my fucking cock.”

your body does as it’s told, a final surge of pleasure flowing through your body so strongly that you actually black out for a second; your fuse is relit by george groaning, gravel and guttural, in your ear, imminent climax signalled by his hips falling out of rhythm for the first time so far and his hand slackening on your neck. “oh, fuck, i'm there. can i… inside?”

“yeah,” you breathe out. “fill me up, daddy.”

“shit!”

with a moan of your name, george buries himself to the hilt inside you one final time, thrusting shallow and kissing you fiercely as he paints your insides white. once he’s done, he carefully lies down on top of you and rests his head in the crook of your neck, still inside you as you both catch your breath. despite finishing last, he’s the first to speak, moving to hover over you and kiss you again. “i'm so glad you decided to go out tonight.”

“me too,” you giggle. “same again next week?”

“absolutely. i'll be the one waiting by the speakers.”

#and yes i DID crop matthew out of the pic thank you for asking #mads muses #mads does writing #george daniel fanfiction #george daniel fanfic #george daniel fic #george daniel x reader #george x reader #george daniel smut

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callmearcturus · 2 months

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The Video Gaming Major Arcana

The latest patron episode of Into The Aether/@intothecast asked the boys to decide a video game for every Major Arcana card. They ran out of time on it and only got 2/3s thru

my ass was like "Challenge Accepted"

0 - The Fool - Dragon Quest (The Fool is infinite potential and is at the start of a long journey. DQ as a series is a long-running, is a bedrock of the medium, and has done its own takes on everything from pokemon to minecraft, and it either did it first or did it better.)

1 - The Magician - Metroid and Zelda (The Magician is the first person the Fool meets and is a guide for the journey. The Magician is associated strongly with teaching and with tools. Metroid and Zelda both are foundational works and they revolve around gating player process through tools.)

2 - The High Priestess - FEZ (The High Priestess is another guide, but sits before the veil, keeping guard over arcane, hidden knowledge and deciding when to share the secrets of the universe. FEZ is one of the Big Games that hide under layers and layers of mystery.)

3 - The Empress - Stardew Valley (The Empress presides over growth and cultivation of her kingdom, sitting in a field with wheat in hand. SDV is chiefly about taking care of your own domain, the farm and the wider village.)

4 - The Emperor - Civilization (The Emperor is the firm hand of government and can be an important navigator in chaos but also is angered by lack of obedience and losing control. Civ is all about steering every aspect of a nation and protecting it viciously.)

5 - The Hierophant - Pokemon (The Hierophant is a cultural, societal leader that gains power from people who believe similarly but subsequently is very set in their ways. Pokemon is a huge phenomenon that unites people of all ages, but also struggles heavily with innovation and progress.)

6 - The Lovers - Journey (The Lovers aren't necessarily smoochy-smoochy, but represent a Decision, joining hands with another person and striding into the future together. It's Journey. If you know, you know.)

7 - The Chariot - Bethesda's Catalog (The Chariot is a tumultuous, potent card. They hold onto the reins of powerful beasts and drive forward, blazing a new path. But if they lose grip, everything goes to hell. Bethesda's works tend to have this incredible ambition to them, and when they hit, they HIT, but when they miss, it's dramatic.)

8 - Justice - Dark Souls (Justice is the system and its enforcement of its rules, whether they feel fair or arbitrary. I feel DS fits it well-- it relentlessly follows its own rules and is firm in them, which can either draw players in or seem cruel and unwelcoming.)

9 - The Hermit - Immortality (The Hermit is a wise person who gained specialized knowledge but through great personal sacrifice. They find it difficult to share their knowledge because they essentially traded that ability to communicate easily for the wisdom. Immortality has some deeply complicated concepts to communicate, but its methods and the basic mechanics it uses are to some people impossible to understand.)

10 - (Wheel of) Fortune - Spelunky (Fortune is the card of pure luck and the whims of fate and how you survive being caught in its spokes. Spelunky is a pure Rogue-like as opposed to a Rogue-lite and there is no knowing what the procgen will give you.)

11 - Strength - Undertale (Strength is specifically about emotional control and fortitude. It's not about slaying the lion, but holding it, keeping it from lashing out. Undertale is a game that asks the player to endure emotional struggles both against the mechanics and against their own inclinations.)

12 - The Hanged Man - Signalis (OH BOY ITS MY FAVE CARD. The thing about the Hanged Man is that it's a test, a gamble, a deal. The Hanged Man is not hung from the neck, this is not an execution, they are inverted. They choose to be inverted in the hopes of gaining some Insight into the universe, but in doing so risk madness or obsession or doom. Signalis is both a game about a protagonist going through this and also a game that will put the player through this if they aren't careful.)

13 - The Nameless Arcana - Braid (I'm not even personally a fan of Braid, but I believe it is one of the handful of Original Indie Games. The very existence and popularity of Braid and its contemporaries showed that games outside the big studios could hit big. Braid (or Cave Story for the PC crowd) altered the landscape.

14 - Temperance - Yakuza (Temperance is the melding of disparate elements that should not go together into something grand and new, and maintaining that balance. Yakuza manages to be genuine and profound not in spite of its strange mixture of tones and mechanics but because of them.)

15 - The Devil - Genshin Impact (I don't feel the need to elaborate on this one.)

16 - The Tower - Shenmue (The Tower is total upheaval and where it all comes crashing down, where ambition crumbles and brings an institution down with it. Shenmue is not solely to blame for the failure of the Dreamcast and Sega's exit from the console arena, but it contributed to it and is emblematic of that seachange.)

17 - The Star - Mass Effect (The Star is a beacon in the darkness, a distant light that indicates not so much a goal, but that the journey will continue. Mass Effect is a landmark title that maybe didn't execute on half the things it tried, strangled by its own scope, but it still showed what games could do, broadening the possibility space. It is hope for greater experiences and art.)

18 - The Moon - Metal Gear (The Moon illuminates the path through the darkness, but creates illusions in the reflections, demanding the querent move forward with care or they will go astray, go mad. Is Metal Gear really deep? Is it the closest triple-A games get to arthouse? Does it have meaning? Or is it a mess? Is it too Problematique to justify it's big ideas? Is it all just really, really stupid? Or is it genius?)

19 - The Sun - Tetris Effect (The Sun comes at the end of a long, arduous journey. It is the sigh of relief, the tears of release, the light to finally see how far you've come. Tetris Effect is the latest iteration of one of the oldest formulas ever, and it's brilliant and celebratory and invites everyone to take part in its joy.)

20 - Judgement - Pathologic (Judgement is all-seeing and all-knowing, the final tally and the reckoning. So is Pathologic. Few experiences demand so much from the player, and few games are so brutally honest in answering the player's decisions. In Pathologic, you will get what you deserve.)

21 - The World - The Outer Wilds (The beginning is the end is the beginning. Completion and totality and holistic understanding of Everything. It's gotta be Outer Wilds.)

#arc plays games

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chaosxcrushed · 15 days

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There's a certain CCCC summary video that we really, really like. We think it is a great video for people if they want to grasp the story more clearly, if they're confused, or if they're listening to the album for the first time.

That video being Chonny Jash and the Weight of the Mind on Youtube by W3tBl@nk3t. We think they cover it really well.

However, I'm sharing this for a different reason; they say few certain things that really struck with us until now, that I'd like to share with the fandom. Sometimes, we see people really just.. Miss the point of CCCC entirely, and I'd like to shine a light on what was said here. If you'd like to hear this for yourself on video, the timestamp is 35:57-36:45.

“..I bet we all could relate to that, they are the prime example of the side of you that suffers and the side of you that hates yourself for suffering:

The side of you that just wants to slow down and feel everything even to the unhealthy extent of not being able to do anything else(1), but also the side of you that so desperately wants you to get over it(2).

Sure, laying in bed all day every day to rot isn't healthy, but neither is boiling things down and invalidating your own emotions. Both are paths to inevitable disaster, and that's what Chonny is doing here. Keep in mind that the idea behind this album is being whole, and that means neither of these sides are entirely in the right or the wrong; this album is about inner compromise and acceptance(3).”

1.) The side of you that suffers; Heart. He is representative of Whole's emotions, he holds them. Your emotions can go haywire, especially when one's mentally ill and has no way of their feelings being validated. An emotional person like Heart suffers under the weight of crushing, devastating feelings. He wants to feel things out, have time to just process everything, even if it takes them days or weeks to get over it. It's not healthy, but feeling is what he does, and he wants to help because he knows he has importance. Solely focusing on just your emotions isn't the best thing to do, however.

2.) The side of you that so desperately wants you to get over it; Mind. Many people have been there, have wanted themselves to stop wallowing in their own emotions and just do something else, even to the point where you think feeling things out is unnecessary. This is also unhealthy, but not intentionally. Like Heart, Mind just wants to help, everything he does is in best interest. This is what he thinks will get them to move on the quickest; to leave behind emotions and focus on anything BUT that. Also not the best thing to do.

3.) This album is about inner compromise and acceptance; About being whole. Neither of Heart and Mind are right nor wrong. They have their own ways of doing things, of what they think will help their whole self out the most, but both are unhealthy despite the good intentions. They fight over who's wrong or right, when they shouldn't even be doing so in the first place. It's your thoughts against your emotions, basically; your feelings contradict your thoughts, and it leads to an inner war of sorts. This won't make things better, which is why you can't have Mind over Heart or vice versa; you'll need both of them. In the album, they are only able to be whole when they get along. They harmonize, they 'combine', they see eye to eye with each other and work together instead of fighting over and over. Inner compromise is achieved with this, and acceptance can lead them away from any disaster that there's to come.

What we're trying to say is that mental health is a large thing tackled within CCCC, and yet we see a lot of people who overlook it; thus, end up missing the point of the whole album. We see a lot of people believe Mind's perspective a little too much and treat Heart quite harshly, or the other way where people demonize Mind and say that Heart is perfect, when it's not really that in the slightest.

This is not a hate post towards people's interpretations of CCCC or how they view characters, I'm just saying that people can tend to overlook what's in the very narrative, and we see a concerning amount of people do such.

Anyways. Stream CCCC and put your Hearts and Minds in the get along shirt. Have a nice day.

#chonny jash #chonnys charming chaos compendium #cccc #cccc heart #cj heart #cccc mind #cj mind #mind chonny jash #heart chonny jash #I did not mention Soul once in this post. I am so sorry to all of the Soul enjoyers #whole was technically mentioned but this is not about him. so sorry to the Whole enjoyers as well #we rreally really really like this CCCC video #a lot #it does a great job at explaining things and is fairly good for an unbiased telling of the story #to reiterate though this is not a hate post #it's just a bit frustrating to see how many people say that mind is right or heart is right #but no.. that is not the point of cccc #and it's even in tse as well. the line 'neither is right yet neither is wrong'#personally we are big fans of heart and will defend him since he gets so mischaracterized #but we know and acknowledge that he isn't 100% correct and can be wrong for what he wants to do and has done #we love Heart but he did not have to pull that gun.#also. more justice for characters who make mistakes but aren't automatically super evil because they're just human.#we've seen how people lack that understanding in the fandom </3 #hmsw are so incredibly flawed in a relatable way with such good writing #we feel like people overlook that so much #this post was scary to make but #we're doing it #here goes #CxC rambling and yapping #we haven't posted purely text posts in a while please don't come for our heads c4 fandom

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multifandumbmeg · 9 days

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Subtle JJ things I noticed that keep me up at night:

1. The way they changed the styling of his clothes from season 1 to season 2. Season one he's already pretty ripped but he mostly wears these loose-fitting tshirts and cutoffs that make him look cute, lanky, and unthreatening. Season 2 he mostly wears tight-fitting tshirts that make him look CONSIDERABLY beefier and generally is seen wearing more layers- it's technically Fall but he covers up more than other characters do and it has the effect of him seeming more closed off and isolated than the others, which he is. Season three his style is somewhere in between, not super tight but not lanky and loose either, like he's found a better balance.

2. His drinking. Season 1 he's partying a lot with beer and frankly, high most of the time. Season 2 he starts carrying around the flask- presumably liquor, not beer- and drinking non-socially. Before school. At John B's "funeral". That night they're stranded with Kie and Pope on the way to Charleston. The others aren't drinking at all, nor does he offer them some, then he seemingly (to Kie) falls asleep with the open flask in hand... Like he's been drinking himself to sleep, and this has probably become a habit. This is clearly because he's depressed, and though I think John B's "death" is the catalyst, it's clearly not the only reason as it continues through season 2, for example the aforementioned Charleston trip. I think John B's death, going no-contact with his dad, living alone at the chateau, Pope and Kie's relationship, have all led him to feel extremely isolated and he's clearly coping with substances even worse than before. Not to mention he's free of his dad for the first time, completely after he leaves OBX, which means for the first time in his life he's probably processing his trauma, which is what tends to happen once you find yourself no longer in a continually traumatizing situation. That would also account for his moodiness and increasing dependence on substances. I think it's also interesting we see him smoking weed less, but drinking more heavily. I think they did this to show a marked change in his already concerning substance use from season 1 from "bad coping mechanism, gets him through the day in relatively good spirits" to genuinely concerning and potentially volatile, over-using a substance his biological was known to be addicted to. Note this abruptly ends at the end of season 2 with being stranded on the island with all the Pogues. There are zero substances on the island, but it's clear it's the happiest he's ever been. A lot goes down after they get off the island but he seems to minimally fall back into old patterns in season 3. Apart from hanging out and partying a socially acceptable amount with his friends, the only time I remember him using is when he's drinking beers alone at his house- when he gets home and everyone's reuniting with their families and when he's fighting with Kiara because of their moment. When he feels alone and scared. I'm curious to see his development in season 4.

3. His lack of fear/loss of fear in death. Bro, nobody talks about how differently he reacts to danger between seasons 1 and 2. All throughout season 1, JJ is an anxious wreck and his response to being threatened is always submission, fear, and an instinct to run. When there's guns on him he gets the fuck down. He puts his hands up. He looks visibly terrified. Multiple times you can see him VISIBLY shaking. When the thugs are attacking Miss Lana, he's trembling with his eyes closed and trying not to make a sound. He begs John B to leave while it's happening and after when he sees her reaction. Even when Barry tries to rob them, furious though he is, he follows Barry's demands and doesn't fight back until John B starts it and makes an opportunity. As Kiara so aptly puts it, "he has the survival instincts of a cockroach." He does! But everything changes when he tries to grab the money and run from his dad. Again, he doesn't want a fight. But he gets one, and he's finally tired of it. He's been beat up and threatened and stolen from one time too many, and the threat of death is no longer a more powerful motivator than his wants. So he attacks his dad back and puts him in his place. He once again puts his hands up when Barry and Rafe come for him at the Phantom, but he doesn't look as scared. John B's "death" may be the final nail in the coffin, because starting season 2? He's not scared anymore when he should be. Despite the fact that he appears to be having panic attacks and worse anxiety than ever, every gun that's pointed at him or fight that breaks out he just rolls with. One of the only times I can see his survival instincts crop up in season 2 is when Kiara yells "murderer" at Ward seconds after he straight up killed someone with a gun, which is a normal human reaction and may have had more to do with protecting his friends. He just seems numb to most of the danger. Then again, season 3, he almost seems to find a balance. He's still doing some reckless things, and no longer cowering in the face of enemies, but he also knows who the dangerous people are, and when to wheel and deal or turn away and come fight another day.

Anyway, I'm very curious to see how he evolves in season 4, now that he's establishing his own life, financially secure, on good terms with all his friends and (hopefully) in a committed relationship. Let me know if I missed any other interesting character changes patterns for JJ or any other characters from the show! I would love to read/hear what you noticed and your own in-depth character analysis. JJ's my favorite character and a super rich text, so I tend to hyperfocus on him. Also if you want to request me to make one of these on one of the other characters let me know! I would love to zero in on them and see what I missed on my next watch-through.

#obx #outer banks #jj maybank #analysis #JJ Maybank character analysis #character analysis #Me when I read the text too deeply #Cannot consume media normally #Must psychoanalyze

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The gem mermaids x maid/butler! reader + ART!

Cw!: THERE IS NO AGE GAP! this fanfic is not intended to be read as you and the characters having a age gap it's clearly written for you two to be the same age! I just wanna make this clear because I don't want people to misinterpret the dynamic of this fan fic. And it's not proofread!

Characters present: Crimson Coral cookie, Mystical Opal cookie, Golden Citrine cookie and Aquamarine cookie

Dynamics present: childhood friends to lovers, fluff, confessions, before dating,

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Ah the gem mermaids, so majestic and all of them can take your breath away just by looking at you but it just so happened that you are their favourite <3

When you were as young as them, your mer parents explained that you are the young gem mermaids source of happiness, they trust you and cherish you, and as you two grew up they still feel how their heart is captured by you and only you <333

.𖥔 ݁ ˖Crimson coral cookie.𖥔 ݁ ˖

"Just like you looked out for me when I was hurt, I'll always do the same for you"

✧When you just started to serve for the gem mermaids you were assigned to accompany the young crimson coral cookie

✦When she would train and learn how to ride the sea horses you always kept a really close eye on her, you never wanted for your lady to be hurt after all!

✧And if she did get hurt in the process you'd always hurry to check if she was injured and if she was then you'd always have some extra kelp to patch up her wounds

✦Even if she was hurting she couldn't help but feel always way better when she would hear your voice, it calmed her down and brought her down to earth and distracted her from her injuries

✧As you grew older she always insisted that you take more frequent breaks because she hated when you'd feel burned out

✦As you were teens she had a rebellious phase and she often insisted on taking you on a ride on her sea horse and explore beyond Tearcrown, sometimes she'd even sneak out quality foods and sweets that only loyalty could eat so you can have at least a taste.

✧After growing up she accepted that she has feelings for you and sees you as equal, and one day as she took you to your childhood favourite spot and there she confessed in the privacy of your secret place, and as you sat there you two made two bracelets for eachother that represented your love for each other

✦And by her orders she explained to the guards that she would feel way safer if you'd join her for the night and that's how now you guys are cuddling close, to each others arms, and this action always brings crimson coral closure and piece

✧She really likes holding you and you holding her, her entire day schedule is filled with little to to physical touch, so, at the end of the day, having you in her grasp, just brings her so much happiness and just a calm feeling that drives her to a peaceful slumber.

Also if you are curious about how the sweets look like, they look like those muffins from the mermaid Barbie movie + that coral looking cake🤭

(she's shushing u so u two won't get caught)

Mystic Opal cookie

"To be honest, I wouldn't know what I would have done without you"

𖤓One thing she vividly remembers is this specific scenario from when she was younger:

𖤓'sat in front of the mirror, and some of her sisters trying their best to untangle her hair without it biting their arms off, so her hair would always be unstylised and sometimes tangled in which thay would make her quite insecure'

𖤓But when she heard that you'd be a sort of personal maid/butler for her she was kind of concerned how her hair would react because she didn't want it to intimate you or hurt you

𖤓But surprisingly it didn't really have a problem with you, it didn't have a problem with you touching it, brushing it and overall styling it. She was in awe when you managed to do it for the first time and from then on she insisted that you'd help her with this matter

𖤓Slowly by having hair styling sessions you two would talk with eachother and open up about past experiences, what you liked and didn't like etc etc.

𖤓And as time went by you two became inseparable, and because of her more closed off nature she really placed a lot trust in you, she'd always trust you with some more sensitive feelings of hers and she'd always appreciate the way you'd reassure her and your presence would always make her feel better.

𖤓After a while when she noticed she had feelings she mostly kept them to herself, of course you are the one that she trusts the most, but it felt like something so intimate that she just had to keep it in

𖤓But even if it was a secret, her actions weren't repressed one bit, now she'd subconsciously stand closer to you, her finns would flapp and rice up when she'd see you and the star that hangs at the back of her head would glow just a little brighter.

𖤓And Golden Citrine cookie teased the hell out of Mystic Opal when she caught up with her infatuation with you and by the end encouraged her to confess because by the end of the day she can't just hide her feelings forever

𖤓And she took het sisters advice at heart and the hole week she was preparing herself to confess but by the end of the week she was so stressed about confessing to you that she accidentally distanced herself away from you

𖤓And as you were preparing her hair for her night routine before bed you questioned if you did something to upset her, at that moment she realised she can't take it no longer and just let it all out

𖤓By the end, she ended up crying because it was never her intention to hurt you because you were so beloved to her but she was afraid how you'd react but by the end after comforting her and taking about it she gave you the most gentle kiss on the cheek

𖤓Even if that is one of her first relationships, she's actually a really good partner, she's calm collected and when you two are alone she feels so safe with you that she lets herself and her emotions to be vulnerable without worrying about any sort of judgement

𖤓She feels so happy and comfortable with you, she just wished she could give you all of the love of the sea just for you to have

Golden Citrine cookie

"Wanna join me on another trinket hunt?"

❂When she first met you the very first thing that she did was bring her to her room to show you the various golden trinkets that she found from those hollow whales!

❂They all looked to mesmerized undet the moonlight and their reflection could easily light up her room with a really soft golden light

❂She mostly would sneak you out Tearcrown so you'd have some time alone and find more trinkets for her to add to her collection

❂At these treasure hunting trips she'd be as exited to talk and rant about how some things tip her off, just like how crimson coral doesn't really get her sarcasm but she'd be as excited to hear more about you!

❂She'd always insists in you joining the rest of the gem mermaids everywhere because she considers you as family and deeply cares about you

❂Another thing you'd do together was cleaning up any dirty trinkets, because after all she wants them to shine brightly under the sun and the moon light!

❂She has a surprisingly good maintained hair! She just enjoys not having it tied up and letting it free so she never really insisted on having hair care sessions because it was so easily maintainable

❂The moment she realised she had feelings for you is when you two would on one of your treasure/trinket hunting adventures and you'd look so interested in her little rant on how much she loves her shiny jewelry, your expression was so focused and interested on what she had to say that she outright confessed right here and there!

❂Of course later on, around that night before coming back to Tearcrown she said that she genuinely ment it and that she truly really does adore you and asked you properly if you'd like to be her partner

Aquamarine cookie

"Today I found a new flower that never has seen before and I named it after you"

.𖥔 ݁ ˖Ooooo she remembers so clearly how when you first showed up she instantly just brought you to her garden!

.𖥔 ݁ ˖Aquamarines garden was a old greenhouse that eventually got sinked by the sea so she made herself a home there

.𖥔 ݁ ˖You'd mostly help out with different tasks in her garden like: caring out different types of sand/soils that her plants need

.𖥔 ݁ ˖Or she'd join you by going to far away markets to get new seeds for her garden and even when talking care of the plants she'd rant on and on about their properties, from where they originated, how to properly take care of them ect.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖One day she was sick so she couldn't attend the garden and you were nowhere to be found, she wanted to start looking for you because your presence comforted her but her sisters insisted on her resting

.𖥔 ݁ ˖But once everyone was asleep she sneaked out her room and started looking out for you, once she was ready to give up she decided to see how her garden was doing

.𖥔 ݁ ˖To her surprise she found you there! You were half asleep taking care of the last plant that needed care

.𖥔 ݁ ˖She felt as her heart quickened and warmed up, and as she gently swam at you and brought you to her embrace just to take you to her room for you to rest as well

.𖥔 ݁ ˖Having you near her while she was sleeping and in a vulnerable state she felt so safe, even if there was nothing to worry about she felt protected and she felt like she could protect you at any time

.𖥔 ݁ ˖Her confessing would be at her garden, it would be a lovely night where the moonlight would shine though the glass of the greenhouse giving you two a warm illumination just bright enough to be able to see eachother + some of her bioluminescent plants would be glowing too

.𖥔 ݁ ˖As you two took care of the last plants she took a deep breath and handed you over a flower in a glass sphere, it was so beautiful! It even had the ability to glow in the dark!

.𖥔 ݁ ˖As she handled it to you she took one of your hands and held it as she confessed how much she liked you and how happy you make her so she wanted you to have one of her secret flowers that she kept hidden so noone would steal it

.𖥔 ݁ ˖After getting to a relationship with her it because a tradition to the both of you to grow rare types of plants during the year so when your anniversary comes up you two can give it to eachother as presents in a glass sphere <33

A/n: as I said in my previous post that I'll be returning on writing regularly on October but inspiration just kicked around 2 am so here we are :D the art is kind of sloppy cuz I did it around 4 am so I'm sorry if it doesn't look the best 😭

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mazeinthemiroh · 11 months

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Oooh, idk why I didn't realize this before, but you also write for txt!!! Do you have any thoughts on how txt realizes they're in love with you??

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txt when they realise they're in love

genre: headcanons; romance, fluff

warnings: none

please like and reblog if you enjoy <3

soobin

when he no longer feels awkward around you.

it takes a lot for soobin to settle down with people

the transition from crush to something more has been a bit of a long process

soobin has had to reflect and figure his feelings out on his own which can take time. but when he finally realises and understands his feelings are real for you, a relief takes over him

he feels comfortable around you. he relaxes instead of tenses up. he's not as shy as he was before and looks forward to your visits

he finds your presence warm and welcoming. there are no awkward silences or miscommunications. just comfort and ease, which is something he strives for in his life.

yeonjun

when he can't remember his life without you.

you are so very important to him that you have become his favourite person. his top priority

he spends every minute of every day thinking about you in some capacity. not in an obsessive way. in a gentle way - "oh y/n would like this cafe" or "i wonder what y/n is doing right now, i hope they're okay because i know they were tired before..." stuff like that

he's more thoughtful than he lets on. he loves spending time with you, even the precious spare time that he doesn't get a lot of

and that's how he knew he was falling for you

because he wouldn't give up his free time with just anybody

and you weren't just anybody. you were the one.

beomgyu

when he feels like he's shared his soul with you.

beomgyu likes to joke around but in more personal relationships he craves deepness and intimacy.

he's probably the quickest out of the other members to realise he's in love because i see him as being in tune with his own thoughts and feelings.

he lives for the moments when your both lying on the living room floor together, staring at the ceiling, talking about life and dreams and everything in between

times like these he feels so incredibly in love.

because it feels like an exchange of souls.

vulnerable moments that he isn't used to... he gets emotional when reflecting back on them because they are so precious to him.

because of this, he just wants to give you his whole heart.

taehyun

when he finds himself caring more for you than anyone else.

not that he is neglectful of his friends or anything. he's still very much a balanced human being.

but he is finding himself to be more motivated with love and affection purely by his feelings for you.

in other words, you've helped him become a more healthier version of himself.

the way he treats others has improved dramatically. he's looking out for them more actively and is more observational instead of staying in his thoughts.

and he takes care of himself better too, making sure to eat properly and stay hydrated.

all of this self-improvement stuff all comes down to his lovey-dovey feelings for you. he doesn't know what to do with all this love he now has so he starts expressing in ways he hasn't down before.

hueningkai

when he feels absolutely accepted.

he feels so comfortable being himself around you, not feeling the need to hold himself back as he does with other people

there are only very few people who really get him. he's unique and a precious boy that should be cherished, and some people don't appreciate him the way you do.

that's why he's so, so grateful that he has met you. it genuinely feels like a fairytale to him, how this all happened. because he often questions why you hang out with him and why you love spending time with him so much.

at one point, he guards his heart, becoming distant because he feels that it's all too good to be true.

but he's able to see that you love him just as much as he loves you. and life could never be more sweeter to him than now.

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oceanlipgloss · 4 months

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9.1.2024

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Once again, I braved a battle of screaming abominations angels to unlock yet another H-scene: Mammon's! I honestly feel bad that this is going to happen behind Satan's back, but it's probably better that way. So! Without further ado, let's gooooo

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intro: sir Mammon sir??? Wha??? As far as I can tell, HE SEEMS TO BE STANDING. Oh my f—this is gonna be wild and that 'let me in' sure has more meanings than one Still, I want to ignore all that for a moment and focus on the 'I will become yours' because it made my heart flutter. The demon of Greed himself, and a KING no less, is telling a human that he will belong to her. My, my, my <3

update I:...girl I swear it hasn't been long since your bestie Paimon helped you out that's how the story makes it chronologically seem, at least

update II: he's gonna spoil her. I can feel it. She's going to get princess treatment

update III: lmfao MC being awkward for once and not knowing how tf to tell him 'pls do me'? Simply golden

update IV: I'm sorry, but that 'anytime' kind of shot me in the heart also she's so awkward lol this is against the norm

update V: MC almost seems disappointed that she's naked again

update VI: some very nice demons helped her practice this small talk is kinda like two NPCs conversing funny lol anyway, could he perhaps be bothered by how MC has done this with others before?

update VII: *points at Mammon* why is he being so hot

update VIII: he's aiming for the heart and it's a bullseye 'you're a most precious being' Goddd <3 Romance aside, though, he makes sense. Everyone she has met so far is vying for her attention, and it will be that way with those she meets later on as well, so he would rather belong to her and 'inspire' her to choose him on her own in the process

update IX: I just CANNOT get over the idea of how someone so powerful is willingly giving himself to someone else, even more so in how he's a demon king telling a human that she's the first he's ever belonged to it makes my heart wiggle And honestly, despite how a pact/contract between a demon and a human directly makes said human the devil's master, and albeit the fact that he obviously likes her, I think that him viewing her as his master and welcoming that fact is very modest of him because in the end, he's one of the most powerful demons and a king too—and that's a package that usually comes with lots of pride, but he's so calm about it and accepting of it

update X: so he's not as close to Solomon as others seem to have been. But please back up for a moment, Mammon: what do you mean by saying your contract with Solomon was just a game? I want to hear the story behind that *rubs hands together* do tell Anyway, I've got an important note. I admire how they touched on the concept of greed. As in, MC has others but still feels so possessive of Mammon that even his contract with Solomon, whose whereabouts are currently unknown, bothers her—yet, the game doesn't label that as selfish, even though I think it's cruel and most definitely selfish (because, after all, MC can't have everyone—they're not objects or possessions, they have their own thoughts and feelings, and so she doesn't have the right to want them all, as it's brutally unfair to them even if they seemingly let it slide); the game just lets it be, though, and I really appreciate the dark tinge this has to it. It's a refreshing take.

update XI: smiling in the midst of a kiss? YESSS <;3 kinda weird how MC suddenly got so possessive over him though lol his sin of greed has to be affecting her oh, her very own sin of horny, too makes me wonder how unhinged she'll become once it's time to do the deed with Asmodeus or one of his subjects Ronové mmm

update XII: PFFFFFF the butt-wrestling match begins

update XIII: MC rn: oh, MC, we're really in it now

update XIV: HOT DAMN

update XV: so, um. I said this was going to be wild, didn't I? And I did say Mammon appeared to be STANDING, didn't I? Because would you look at that! This IS wild wild writing and he IS still standing SJSNLMS BRING IT

update XVI: GOOD GOD THAT CG FLAILS AROUND PASSES OUT DIES MAMMON IS NOT PLAYING

update XVII: in memory of MC: horny killed the cat 'I'm going to die' almost sent me but imagining the 'you felt like it would come out of your mouth' sentence made me mentally gag. Like goddamn, bro

update XVIII: a playful gentleman ugh yesss

update XIX: rough but sweet? Fuckkk he's really something also how TF is she even managing to stay quiet? The PP is so grand it stunned her Okay but he seems to be really affectionate and that makes me melt ALL THOSE KISSES <3

update XX: this is easily my favourite part of this scene. It's so gentle. He's telling MC in his own way that they should both just enjoy the current moment without her thinking of other things (i.e. if he's interested in her since she's Solomon's daughter). This silent reply is so sweet and romantic—an affirmation that proves his feelings and defies her doubts but she doesn't get the message

update XXI: oh what the hell Mammon, how sweet are you? But aaaah I was right lol it was love at first sight for him. He did fall in love first and he did fall in love quickly, and this in turn means that he's also doing this because he loves her. From earlier interactions with him I figured that that his H-scene would have a dose of intimacy, so this is really nice to have Also, I HAD to include at least one screenshot of this CG because dammit feel free to use your imagination in order to see beyond the heart "look beyond what you see."

update XXII: there we go again with the horns oh God oh dear God THEY ANNIHILATE ME EVERY SINGLE TIME And now? FUCKING HELL WAY TO GO MC, that was SO HOT. What she did with gripping his horn and making him lower his head is cute, but the intention behind that and licking his horn are both very sensual and I think they're going to take a toll on Mammon too

update XXIII: yup the poor man froze

update XXIV: gotta stay true to form I think I know what comes next how the tables have turned, huh MC? I'm sorry, but this is so funny to imagine lol

update XXV: 'bumped into your face' omfg I'm—lmaoooo MC: *panics in porn reference* Me: *snorts* HILARIOUS! ENTERTAIN ME

update XXVI: aaaaaaah I KNOW I keep saying this, I won't shut up about it though a powerful entity who also happens to be a KING being willing to do what a much weaker being wants DOES THINGS TO ME SJDNFDJKSNDKS when did MC ever say she wanted this though Mammon I know you also want to do this because you worship butts

update XXVII: MC be like pls chill big man inner voice: keep going

update XXVIII: someone get MC a floatie she's gonna drown

update XXIX: when I tell you I was LAUGHING through this last part??? What the fuck mannn lol MC needs to set aside towels and floaties for every H-scene fr I feel bad for the towels tho, they'll never make it out dry

update XXX: noooo this is playing a number on my stone-cold heart so soft and sentimentallll

update XXXI: he's really sweet

update XXXII: MC, come here for a minute *SMACK* that was insensitive asf, sweetie I genuinely question her intelligence sometimes lol how is she going to make my man Gusion like her at this rate sob PrettyBusy will somehow find a way and hopefully it won't be 'you're Solomon's daughter so I like you.' I have faith in my man Gusion Gusion aside, sorry hon one of the things I really like about Mammon is how he's not afraid to be straightforward and express his dislike for something, and he also directly says when a certain thing bothers him, no matter what. This also hints at the great confidence he holds in himself.

update XXXIII: fluff fluff flufffff

update XXXIV: arghhhhh he had to say that at the end <3

update XXXV: all this sugar is lethal

#mammon what in hell is bad #whb mammon #mammon whb #what in “hell” is bad #what in hell is bad #what in hell is bad diaries

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caw4brandon · 24 days

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The Power of Stop-Motion

Media in today's standard is quick and easy. Rarely is a show more than 2 hours long or 13-epiodes per-season. With that, animated movies are a lot slower than the typical films.

There is a discussion on if animation is suitable for film purposes and while it is often shunned by the Golden Globes or the Oscars or other awards. The very few outliers can prove these awards and the world very wrong.

But that is not what we will be talking about today. Because while animation is popular, there is a dark horse among its sphere. One with a rich history and strong filmography that should be shared. Let's talk about;

- Have I possibly gone daffy? -

Stop-motion is a film making style that compiles multiple still images of an object being physically manipulated in small movements into one whole scene.

Majority of Stop-motion films and videos use [Clay Animation] or [Paper Animation] with several more varieties of new innovations emerging under the umbrella of stop-motion. The most popular of them in the modern era towards kids is [Lego animation] which is the manipulation of Lego models in motion.

The earliest trace of Stop-motion in films is the 1898 short [The Humpty Dumpty Circus] by Albert E. Smith and James Stuart Blackton which is said to be a lost media. To compensate, please watch [A Tribute to Stop Motion]

In its early concept, Stop-motion was used as a method to create impossible things or do practical effects under budget constrains. Such as the iconic King Kong scene at the Empire State building. Since then, Stop-motion has evolved into a full production industry. From Indies; [Righteous Robot] to Juggernauts; [Laika Studios]

- Shimmer a Little at The Edges -

Unconventional media such as stop-motion is often not a style suited for every story. Its a rather expensive type of media that requires worthy innovations top break the niche barrier. Just looking at Laika Studios alone, we see that they've develop a lot of interesting ways to improve visual effects while staying to their stop-motion roots.

One perfect example is seen in < Kubo and the Two Strings > where the animators need to create water in a still image world that feels natural. [A Perfect Storm] one other part of the stop-motion puzzle is the iron-willed discipline it to conceptualize, animate and edit a production that can take about 3 to 5 years to complete. More so of a time frame than a normal film.

This difficult curve lead to budgeted methods such as using models that already exist to tell new stories. Such as; Legos or with crude multi-jointed figures of existing characters. [MOONSHINE]

While I may say its crude, the low budget production is the selling point. Assisted with sound bites taken from gaming sessions or from shows featuring a lot of inside jokes and memes. Also, its hilarious to see a Teletubby turned into a Eldritch monster.

These attempts to make stop-motion productions accessible has captured the attention of other like-minded channels to collaborate and elevate one another. [ERB: Harry Potter vs Luke Skywalker]

- For Better Tomorrows -

With all that is said, what is the power of stop-motion? As a media that is tediously overlapping across processes. What are the better tomorrows for our inanimate subjects?

I like to think, that as filmmaking grows. Stop-motion will continue to remain as a sacred tug against live action films and traditional animation. It can be used to tell complicated stories with concepts that may look strange if its adapted in a live action.

As I have mentioned in [The Beautiful World of Hilda] animation's greatest strength is simplification. Stop-motion takes the opposite side of that philosophy.

Its a higher level of world building of the materials with willingness to accept mistakes and ruggedness that gives them that little flavor of life. As an actual touchable thing, the various cartoonish styles can take on a whole new dimension to heighten the style and give it that detail that is less polished.

Stop-motion shows that filmmaking magic can still exist despite already knowing the tricks. Its a media where every frame shown has a significant purpose that invokes a specific flow. That's the power of stop-motion.

#stop motion #stop motion animation #coraline #coraline jones #lego animation #clay animation #paper animation #laika studios #paranorman #norman babcock #the lego movie #emirichu #daidus #moonshine animations #pinocchio #guillermo del toro #wendell and wild #Guillermo del Toro's Pinocchio

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highpriestess13 · 14 days

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Confirmation Reading

3:45 on my clock as I’m typing this! The colors white, blue, green and brown (or earth tones in general) are significant. White lilies, white and red roses, lions, cups or chalice(s), black and white, yin and Yang symbol, 33,333,3333,313,113,1013,1010 are all confirmations for this reading! 3,1,0, and 10 are synchronicities that you could be seeing on the day to day basis. Marijuana… whether you smoke it or are constantly smelling it is also confirmation. I feel like you’re all receiving a lot signs and answers at this time or will. Or the signs you might be seeing are leading up to answers/ solutions to any issues you have going on currently… doesn’t have to be. Many of you are taking a large step in the right direction, you’re being heavily guided at this time. I see someone walking down a path but decided to going another route because they feel it’s the right/ better path to go. Always go with your gut feelings… fox may be important especially red foxes. A lot of you are being led to new grounds and growth and also long term success. However not only are you using your intuition or following the guides steps, you’re making practical decisions a long the way. You’ve grown wise over X amount of years and it shows or it will very soon. You’ve learned to go into deep contemplation and inner reflection when it came to matters of the heart especially when dealing with situations that feel confusing to you at the moment. You’ve sat back and fully analyzed things so that you can see a clearer picture. The lesson the high priestess here is that, yes you’re highly connected and intuitive, you’re not only a student but also a teacher but one must be the student first before becoming a teacher. The lessons must be learned first before wanting to teach it to others. You had to go through the rejections, heartaches, pain, depression, solitude, confusion, feelings of defeat and feeling as if you were alone or things weren’t working out because they only amplified the energy of the high priestess. You had to grow and show that there’s more than what meets the naked eye. You had to learn to take your time and fully process your emotions which led to you to become more attuned to what your inner voice was/ is telling you. Learning how to ground yourself in situations that made you feel like you had to act out on emotions or made you feel some type of way. You sometimes had to look within to dissect whether or not if the feelings you feel were/are yours. Going within to listen to self rather than listen to others, I mean don’t get me wrong, sometimes it’s good to look for guidance outside of your self but when you know and feel deep down inside that something is/ isn’t meant to be, don’t hesitate to take that leap into the direction that YOU feel/ felt was the best to take in that present moment. It’s time to move on from the past, stop living in the past and start living in the present moment because you’re only holding yourself back from truly experiencing… life as YOU know it. You also had to learn standards and what they mean to you and how to implement them in your day to day life. Knowing what you’ll take and not take, knowing what you’ll receive or not receive. I hope that made sense 😂. Stand up for your rights is basically what’s being said, putting your foot down on things that you’ll not accept/ allow… 414 as I typed that and the number 411 is significant too. This is all part of loving on self and caring for self. You love and care for yourself so much that you’re not going to allow anything from anyone! It’s giving goddess energy not going to lie lol. Many of you have goddesses around you currently, especially if you’re seeing 3’s a lot too! Even 13! You’re needing to show your inner strength and courage at this time, I’m hearing “take lead” just like we all tell Jesus to take the wheel, he’s telling us that it’s time to take our own damn wheel and steer that mf! Nothing nor nobody… and I mean NOTHING has power over you! And this is what you’re waking up to see, some of you are realizing something about the matrix or

Could be doing research about it, something is false.. an illusion but this has been imbedded into you for so many years that you’ve become so accustomed to it as if it was second nature. Prepare for many things to come to light, deaths… endings but also rebirth and regeneration. You’ll see who you are and who you’ve always been! Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised is you’re a reincarnated HighPriestess or goddess! You may not know or remember but your soul does! Once you’ve finally woken up and remember who you are, here comes to the recognitions and the reunions! It’s the reunion of the soul… your soul tribe and ancestors and everything else in between. It’s giving Lion King when Mufasa had to remind Simba that he’s the son of a king! Some of you may be sons/ daughters or descendants/ reincarnations of kings, queens, goddesses or gods… put some respect on your name and stop letting ordinary people kick dirt on your name! It’s giving revolution. Poise and grace is what you’ve been learning this entire time and now, you’re ready to step up and lead (Aries energy) but with grace, poise, diplomacy, wisdom and love. “You better not pout, you better not cry, you better not shout I’m telling you why, Santa clause is coming to town!” (I think that’s the words lmao) but Santa clause is coming to town bearing gifts… like literally lol Santa clause is also confirmation or that song in particular. Left and right ear may be itching a lot. Hope this helps!

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boizandgurlzinthehouse · 9 months

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𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐁*𝐓𝐂𝐇 ; 𝐆𝐔𝐍-𝐖𝐎�� 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐕𝐈. 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐋𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

summary: it's a hard day... and a hard day's night.

word count: 3.780k

tw: boxing, fight, blood, badly written emotions (please reassure me that it's not as bad as i think it is)

author's note: it's 3am but i couldn't rest until i post this sooo here we are uwu

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 playlist!!

walking to the bookstore, y/n talked with her boss on her phone so she could switch her shift today with somebody else. she also thought about her chances and possibilities. she got a second chance (or rather hyeon-ju got it from her), she’s gonna talk through it. and if it’s successful, then she’s going with them, and if it blows, then… she’s gonna use yang-jung’s and doo-young’s help. it’s always another way, isn't it? and with gun-woo… shit, they’re gonna figure it out.

when she turned into the street, she already saw gun-woo. picking the earphones out from her ear, she smiled as she got there. when they got in front of each other, y/n initiated a hug. please accept it, please accept it and don’t push me away, she thought, but when gun-woo wrapped his arms around her too, she felt relief.

“y/n, was work alright?” work? oh, yeah… y/n nodded.

“yeah, i talked with him about switching my shift tonight, he was alright with that.” she answered. before she could go in, gun-woo seemed to take a deep breath. “what, do you wanna say something, gun-woo?”

gun-woo looked at her, then sighing a short breath, he shook his head.

“no, i… i don’t. let’s go get there, hyeon-ju is waiting for you.”

“is everything alright?” y/n asked. “like, did hyeon-ju forgive the two of you?”

“yeah, she did. but sir choi, her granddad was here. he said that he’s disappointed in her, but then one word led to another, and he told me and woo-jin to go home. then, we ate… and that’s all.”

“oh…” y/n muttered. “he probably isn't happy that we get ourselves into danger. but until nobody, not even the police does something, we should call this progress, too.” maybe she should tell yang-jung and doo-young what they plan.

y/n nodded, following him, but then he slowed down so they walked beside each other.

“are you nervous?”

“a little bit. but it’s gonna be okay. see, gun-woo… if this doesn’t work out, can we… so, can we keep the contact? i know work is work, but you… and woo-jin, “she added hurriedly, didn’t want to reveal her real thoughts, “, i think we became good friends for a short time.”

gun-woo nodded.

“of course, y/n! i was thinking about the same thing. but you and hyeon-ju are going to talk through this, so you're gonna stay with us. i guess she’s thinking the same way, you seem good, and the more we are, the better.”

“i hope it, too.” y/n sighed as they entered the bookstore. hyeon-ju and woo-jin were there, and suddenly a pregnant weight laid on the room as y/n looked at hyeon-ju. okay, just be calm and collected. don’t lose your mind because of a few words. she probably doesn’t really thinks what she says, y/n said to herself.

“please sit down, y/n.” she did as hyeon-ju told, tucking her hair behind her ear.

“i heard you want to talk with me. about what?” y/n asked, looking and gun-woo, then back to the other girl. hyeon-ju’s face was serious.

“i am sorry for what happened yesterday. i said things hastily and thoughtlessly.” she said. y/n lifted her eyebrows, like ‘that’s all?’ but yeah, that seemed to be all. for a girl like hyeon-ju, it got to be taken as an apology, and a process for their future.

“apology accepted.” although i don’t believe it, she added, but only to herself.

“i called for you because i have a new plan. we stalk yang jae-myeong again, but this time, it’s gotta be more careful. i drive the three of you at midnight, anywhere where they go. is this alright with you?”

y/n looked at woo-jin and gun-woo again. they both smiled a little, encouraging her to participate. nodding, y/n looked at her again.

“it’s okay. i just ask for some preparation time. i’m hungry, and a coffee could do good to me.”

“okay, we planned to start at night. be here at ten, as far as i know, yang jae-myeong’s gang doesn’t make a move before sunset.” y/n nodded at hyeon-ju’s words.

“i’m going to get some food. gun-woo said that you already ate, so…”

“i can go with you.” the said boy stood up. “if yang jae-myeong knows that someone is following them, we are stronger together. nevertheless it’s daylight or not.”

woo-jin and hyeon-ju nodded, making y/n gulp. she would lie if she said that her heartbeat didn’t increase, and she hoped that the warmness doesn’t manifest as redness on her cheeks.

“well, then… we’ll be there at ten, or sooner. probably sooner.” she said, standing up. gun-woo kept the door open as she stepped out, walking out from the bookstore. they’re going, together! can they mean this as a date? not an original date, but still, going out together.

“it was easier than i thought.” she said as they walked on the fresh aired streets.

“yeah, me too.” gun-woo sighed.

“what do you mean?” she asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

“i just mean that you and hyeon-ju are also stubborn. maybe hyeon-ju is more, but still, i thought that the two of you were gonna fight again.”

“do i really seem that headstrong? damn, i thought i softened through the years i spent in the bar… nevertheless, this conversation was good as it was; short, and direct. sometimes it’s all that’s needed.” y/n shrugged her shoulders. “do you drink coffee? we can eat something small.”

“you should eat more, you barely eat some pieces of vegetables in the morning. it’s gonna be a long night.” gun-woo offered, pointing to a restaurant. “we were there with woo-jin, that’s a good place! it has meat as good as steak.”

“you really like steak, don’t you? if i get my salary, maybe we can go and eat some. my boss is fumbling with my bonus and raise anyway.” she replied, making gun-woo shake his head.

“no, don’t do that! i don’t want to take your money away.”

“hush, i’d probably spend it on some useless things. eating some good food is the real good thing, mainly if you are with good company. i don’t know if i said this earlier, but i didn’t have a good company… or any company at all.” she said as they entered the restaurant. sitting down, gun-woo took off his jacket.

“i'm gonna bring meat. we can grill it here, is it okay with you?”

“of course, can you pick some kimchi too? and soy sauce, i really like soy sauce.” y/n added, getting comfortable in her seat.

y/n and gun-woo talked about many things while eating, gun-woo told her about his childhood, the time when he was in the military, and when he was working at any place he could.

“we aren’t the richest family, but i wanted to do anything i could. but boxing, boxing was always there in my life, it was something that i didn’t ever stop doing.”

“i feel you, gun-woo. when my father… well, when he died, the gym i trained in regularly was my safe haven. it was just me, my anger and my pain. people like me… like us, as far as i know, have something that’s consistent. a feeling, a thought, a purpose, anything. what brought you to the training everyday?”

“to protect others. and to get as strong as i can.”

“nice purpose. mine is terminated, ending with one big event. but i don’t know when that event is gonna happen, so it’s quite funny.”

“why, what’s your purpose?”

“to avenge my father’s death. sure, it wasn’t that strong, but since the three of you emerged, i got a little eager. it’s not an everyday offer what the three of you did for so long, that’s why i try to keep up with you as long as i can. and in the end, maybe i’m gonna succeed.”

“i’m sure we're gonna succeed. your family doesn’t have to worry about your father’s memory. and you too shouldn’t worry about it.”

“thanks, gun-woo.”

“no need to. and… i know that this may not be the right time to ask something like this, but since you asked that we could keep in contact, i…”

“you…?” y/n asked, hoping that gun-woo’s gonna say the words she wanted to hear in that exact moment.

“...i’m not professional with this, and i’m not good with words either. however, i have to take this risk before something happens. so, y/n, would you like to go on a date with me?”

“what?” y/n whispered, not believing what he said. he really… like really likes her? with an attitude like hers? with a life like hers? gun-woo looked at her, waiting for her reaction. sitting in silence, y/n’s brain had to process the information.

“i mean, you don’t have to, if you don’t want to. and we can stay good friends, i just felt the need… to tell you this.”

“no, no, of course i want to go on a date with you!” y/n protested, silencing when she noticed how loud she was, and the old waitress lady looked at her too. “it’s just that… i never thought you'd ask this. but i’d like to go, of course i’d like to!”

“that’s wonderful! i mean, i’m glad that you feel the same way. i’m not good at relationships, and i don’t have many fine clothes, and i didn’t wear them until now, but to dress in if we go out… for you, i’d do it. and i’d buy new ones.” he looked so determined, y/n wanted to kiss him.

his words made y/n blush, bumping his hand to stop him somehow. she wasn’t sick of this, she was just too embarrassed, but in a good way. it was the best thing a guy ever told her was that ‘don’t worry, i never want to get you pregnant, so we always gonna use protection’ (they were seventeen for fuck’s sake), or ‘baby, i’d always choose you over the drugs. i’m gonna throw it all out, but please, don’t call my parents, or my boss’ (she broke up with him in the detox, and he probably didn’t even realize the whole thing from the medicines). her love life surely wasn’t a success story, but maybe, this was her chance. and she’s gonna take it, but first, she needs to calm down the too eager boy in front of her.

“no, gun-woo… you don’t have to do that. i don’t value that much.”

“woah, you’re so silly. don’t say this.” gun-woo cut her off, making her ogling her eyes.

“what? stop saying i’m silly!”

“no, i won’t stop saying it. you are worth that much, and i want to do it the proper way.”

in the proper way? y/n didn’t understand this. probably she never dated the proper way.

“okay, well… if you want it in the proper way… we'll do it in the proper way.” y/n smiled, reaching out her hand to hold gun-woo’s. gun-woo snickered a little, “what?” she asked.

“it’s just… it was so easy, like not that i mind it, but… you know, i thought you don’t want to go out with me. that you like guys who're like woo-jin.”

“like woo-jin? like, the bad guy type? or what?”

“yeah… probably?” gun-woo tilted his head, making y/n laugh, looking into his eyes. she tried not to tear up from the happiness that came to her today. she felt herself sensitive, but maybe, with gun-woo, it was okay. he could handle it, not like many others in her life. they never seemed to understand her, and they only looked out for themselves.

“then don’t worry, gun-woo. i had bad guys in my life, but… maybe it’s time for some good. thank you.” she whispered, holding with either of her hands gun-woo’s one, kneading a little bit with the tips of her fingers. gun-woo’s lips widened into a smile, and y/n fell in love with his cute tooth. how could someone be this perfect?

“eat some more, y/n. you barely touched your food.”

“okay, okay, i can’t be sentimental for a moment?” y/n replied smirking, taking a bite from the meat, sighing and rolling her eyes. she felt every fiber melting on her tongue, spreading a delicious taste in her whole mouth. “it’s the most wonderful meat i’ve ever eaten! you worked at that barbecue place for a reason! they better gave you a raise.”

“i’m glad it’s delicious.” gun-woo’s lips were so pink. y/n was happy that now, she could think about these things without guilt.

“why didn’t you tell me this earlier? next time you're gonna cook breakfast or dinner, and i’m gonna be the sous chef.” she said, biting and chewing on another nibble.

little did y/n and gun-woo know that the night brings something new. something harsh and cruel. something they didn’t count on.

[ 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐏 ]

night again, stalking yang jae-myeong and his gang again. y/n’s thoughts ticked around the fact that yang jae-myeong knew that someone was following him –so what if they prepared something for them? gun-woo sat beside her, and if he didn’t hear the cogs ticking in her brain, he could clearly see that she was deep in her thoughts.

“what’s the matter, y/n?” he asked, making her sigh, shaking her head.

“yeah, it’s just… the whole thing. i hope everything will be fine.”

“don’t worry, y/n, if we get into trouble, we’ll kick, punch and fight ourselves out of the situation!” woo-jin leaned back, grinning, sitting on the passenger seat beside hyeon-ju. y/n smiled a little, gun-woo touched her hand.

“everything will be alright. we go down there, we stalk and then hyeon-ju picks us up.”

“yeah, sure.” y/n gulped, accepting gun-woo’s hand as they got out of the car. walking down on the stairs to the subway, y/n adjusted the mask on her face. she couldn’t even get a deep breath in this crappy mask, she’ll rip it down from her face as soon as the pandemic is over.

but really, y/n’s hunches were real. she got more and more worried at every step, but she couldn’t tell the two guys to go home and end the mission before it could even get started. gun-woo peeked out from behind the wall, but he withdrew as soon as he could.

“come on out!” y/n looked at woo-jin. this was enough for her to complete the information that they were fucked. even a hundred bad men waited for them down there, or they would come. or worse. woo-jin looked at y/n, signing her something she couldn’t understand, but from the last hand movements, she could read that ‘stay behind’. “i know you’re there, so hurry up and show yourselves, fuckers! come out, you son of a bitch! are you playing hide and seek? motherfuckers…” gun-woo and woo-jin stepped out from behind the wall. “you bitch, come too! you think i didn’t see you yesterday? yes, behind the wall! do you think i’ll spare these guys if you are here? don’t get your hopes high!”

despite woo-jin’s stare, y/n sighed and followed the two before her. she knew that it’s gonna be a hard night. at first she heard footsteps from above them, and she thought that someone was just passing on the streets, but as soon as she heard some metal clinking to the barriers, she closed her eyes, sighing. she felt in danger, and felt really anxious. those were metal bats, and she saw them enough times when she was little. one brother of her friends’ was beaten up by it, and the bruises were there for weeks, even. she lost count of the boots that were stepping down to them, and thought about chances. sure, she could bear some beats if it were two or three of them, but smile capital surely didn’t send only two or three men. should she message doo-young or yang-jung? but he had a pregnant wife at home… but y/n was in life danger… but she could be in life danger too, pregnancy is dangerous… yang-jung was probably doing something by not calling her all day, but… maybe he would come and rescue them? the more worry she thought about, the less time she got for seeking help. it’s useless anyway, y/n thought as she forced herself to forget her phone. looking at gun-woo, he stepped beside her as the soldiers surrounded them.

“don’t worry, y/n, i’ll protect you.” gun-woo said, but y/n shook her head, putting up a fighting position. it was cute from him, and she appreciated it, but all those years’ exercises can’t go to the garbage, not now.

“you don’t need to, you look out for yourself, and i look out for myself. they’re overpowering, and if we don’t look out, it can turn really serious.” at the end, she nearly had to shout because of the noises that got louder and louder. black uniformed men were everywhere, bats in their hands, while they had only their fists. y/n took off her mask, revealing her face and hair, but at the same time, she grit her teeth like a tiger before attacking its prey.

they wanted to fight, they’re gonna get it. and we will punch, kick and fight out ourselves from any situation they got into, aren't we, woo-jin?

breathing in and out, y/n clenched her fists, looking for the weak points on their body. it’s gonna be alright. she will get hurt, that’s sure, but she will survive. it’s only just a few scratches. like she survived the death of her family. just a few scratches.

the fight was cruel. not because it was difficult –those men could only beat with their bats, she could lean or jump out of the way, but there were many, many soldiers. not to mention that her body was aching everywhere, not with sharp ache, but with dull, neverending ache. it was tiring, after beating one man down just to protect herself from another one, y/n prayed. please, be this the last one. or this. or this. she tried to look for gun-woo and woo-jin, but in the big ocean of black coats and metal bats, it was difficult to spot them, and she needed to look out for the incoming punches. but then, she noticed that someone was there too. someone new. taking down men from one by one.

it was hyeon-ju.

y/n striked back at the last man that seemed to attack her, rushing to hyeon-ju’s rescue. she had one man on her, shielding herself with him as others were trying to beat down on her own body.

“girl, we needed you!” y/n yelled, knocking down one man with a bat she found on the ground, and she didn’t throw it away. if you throw away the weapon that saved your life once, you are dead, her father used to say this. so now, this metal bat was her patron saint. gun-woo and woo-jin came too, so they could take down the last few men. when it was over, y/n didn’t want to believe it. how long did they spend down here? hours? half an hour? to her, it seemed like all day long. she could think about seeking information from any man, but before she could move, gun-woo came into her eyesight, grabbing the sides of her face.

“are you alright, y/n?” he was breathing heavily, too. y/n nodded her head.

“yeah, yeah, i’m fine.”

“let’s go back”, woo-jin said, as they all hurried up the stairs. y/n ran as fast as she could despite her injuries, she never wanted to go down there, ever.

hopping into the car, y/n’s all body ached. her neck, her shoulders, her spine, her waist, her legs… she didn’t got many bruise on her face, although the edge of her eyebrows got a scratch, and her lip was swollen, but all the other bruises waited her in the bathroom, were she and gun-woo went after getting to the bookstore.

“could you please look at my back? it really hurts.” y/n whined as she tried to pull down her sweater. gun-woo grabbed her arms softly, making her look at him.

“i’ll help you.” he said, and with cooperation, her top was peeled down. she heard gun-woo hiss,

“what? is it that bad?” she asked, a little bit scared. she can’t go to work like this.

“you’ll need a cream for this. and maybe a bandage.” he lightly touched it, making her back shiver and sprouting goosebumps on her skin.

“fuck…” y/n muttered, as she saw that her arms and chest was swollen too. purple, red, green, yellow… how could some of her bruises get green and yellow this soon? it will hurt, it will really hurt tomorrow.

“don’t worry, we have some at home.” gun-woo tried to ease her worries. as y/n looked at him, his face was bleeding. how could she not notice it after the fight?

“wait, gun-woo. you have blood on your face”, she said as she got a towel under warm water from the tap. brushing away his hair, y/n tried to be as careful as possible, and when his face was clean, she accidentally touched the band aid, trying to bring down her hand. “i’m sorry… did they hurt it?”

“no. do you… wanna see?” his voice was low and quiet.

y/n shook her head, stroking it lightly. they were so close, they could easily kiss. not to mention that not only gun-woo’s face, but his body was also desirable, she wanted to stroke it all night as he slept, to ease the pain, and maybe to raise some desire in him. would it be evil? sure. but would it be wonderful? also sure.

“no, not if you don’t want to show me.”

she leaned closer, and gun-woo wasn’t pushing her away, or turning away. do you… want this as much as i want this? y/n could swore that this kiss could cure all her pain. she could already feel the soft lips on hers, just from looking at them, and the strong arms wrapping around her. as she turned her head, she was ready to embrace the feeling of their love, the relief of survival, and all his longing…

but then, his phone buzzed.

𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃.

author's note: i got to end it this way, don't be mad at me girliez

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n7cloacadestroyer · 14 days

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"ACAB applies to Garrus"

I've heard this independently 3-4 times over the past week, and it strikes me as such an odd thing to say. Not because it isn't true--we know Garrus wasn't above working a suspect over if he thought it would make them talk. Like, he wasn't just a cop, he was kind of a dirty one. Not in the same way as someone like Harkin, but definitely in the "you better hope his hunch doesn't lead him to you or you're getting beaten with a rubber hose until you tell him what he wants to hear" kind of way. Which is arguably just as bad, if not worse.

No, the reason it's such an odd thing to say is that ACAB honestly applies to about half of the characters in the visible universe of Mass Effect. It's a very "save us, military industrial complex," sort of narrative in many respects--up to and including the part where all the politicians and diplomats basically have "beta cuck," or "dick dastardly's understudy," tattooed on their forehead with very few exceptions.

That's just something you have to accept if you want to enjoy the series. It's a star war, not an insightful commentary on power structures and the abuse of the people therein.

If you want to evaluate it as one, then there are quite a few bigger fish in this particular pond. The Citadel Council alone is one of the most abusable legislative mechanisms conceivable, and admission to their ranks is predicated solely on approval by the current Council. The council whose individual votes would be weakened by adding another member. Not to mention that the idea of an individual speaking for their entire species is bananas on its face.

And not to put too fine a point on it, but Shepard is a fed. Like, a "clandestine intervention and special operations" kind of fed. ACAB absolutely applies to them too.

The Point™: The Mass Effect universe was created solely to facilitate a role playing game in which the player had more narrative freedom than was typical of AAA titles at the time. If you apply any degree of knowledge regarding sociology or political science, the thing falls apart faster than the M-44 Hammerhead. Basically anybody who has spent more than five minutes thinking about it could tell you that. Anybody can also tell you that if the game mirrored an effective and equitable political process, there probably wouldn't be much call to splatter some faceless space pirate against a wall with your dark energy mind powers. If you want to be all cinemasins about it, that's your call, but I don't think you would make a very good action game going about it that way.

I'm not trying to say that you're wrong if you don't like Garrus. It's a matter of opinion, first and foremost. There are valid reasons to dislike him. Like his elevator conversations, for example. But it's more than a little disingenuous to pretend he is uniquely or egregiously problematic in his abuse of power while we control Commander Shepard--the literal avatar of abusing their power with little to no consequences.

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mostly-just-sasuke-blog · 2 months

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moral development in Naruto

Naruto's class, including Shikamaru, didn't like Naruto as a kid. They didn't treat him well. They weren't kind. But it's also not hard to understand why. Naruto was ego driven, attention seeking, and mean. He was antagonistic towards others. And the others were antagonistic towards him, and it had become a vicious unending cycle.

But again, it's also not hard to understand why. Naruto came into class having only known rejection. Of course he was antagonistic. The other kids had no idea of ability to understand or handle Naruto. He was just seen as annoying. Of course he was a social pariah. And someone like Shikamaru, who was very sheltered and safe, couldn't understand him. He and the other kids disliked him for pretty understandable reasons. Naruto was developmentally behind. To show what I mean, here's Piaget's theory of moral reasoning:

What you'll see is that Chapter 1 of Naruto is actually the start of Naruto begining to move out of stage 1 into stage 2. He's moving from breaking rules as much as possible for attention (his self interest) to starting to recognize and respect others' needs. He has gotten a taste of acceptance and now he is motivated to continue so that he'll be praised for doing good now that he has experienced being rewarded socially for it. His needs still come first, but he's starting to see others have needs too. Like how he recognized Iruka's need and came to his rescue. But he's still not fully there. Meanwhile Shikamaru and Sakura and the rest of the class are between stage 3 and stage 4. To them Naruto is bad because he doesn't follow the rules and disrupts interpersonal harmony. He doesn't fit in. He acts out because he's bad. Therefore, he's rejected. Shikamaru and Sakura and the rest aren't bad people. They're kids processing things the best they know how. Developmentally they're right on track. Sakura especially had valid reasons to dislike Naruto. He does indeed harass her and act clingy and try to dominate her time and attention whenever she's trying to do anything. And he does get in the way of the relationship she wants to build with Sasuke by constantly butting in. Many girls have experienced guys like this and and can relate to Sakura's situation. The truth is that Naruto isn't mature enough for a relationship. Naruto is too attention needy and immature. Yes, he has started to realize others have needs, but he's still mostly oblivious.

And then there's Sasuke. In chapter 3 alone Sasuke shows that he: doesn't see Naruto as bad because he acts bad, he doesn't care what the group consensus is, and his opinion isn't even swayed by Naruto's own antagonistic actions towards himself. Sasuke defends Naruto. And this is very surprising. To recap: It's not surprising that the other kids treated Naruto as they did; it's not surprising Naruto acted out. But it is surprising (shocking in fact) how quickly Sasuke starts getting angry on behalf of Naruto and defends Naruto.... right after being attacked. And for being this arrogant, evil rival Naruto has made him out to be, he doesn't retaliate. What is clear is that Sasuke has already developed to a higher sense of morality that guides him. As I've said before, Sasuke was forced to grow up faster than his peers. He's transcended the belief in just following the rules of society. Society didn't help him that night he lost everything. And we see in Sasuke a disregard for rules and social systems. Yes, he still mostly follows the rules and does what he needs to get along. He doesn't completely loose his sense of morality and reject everything like Gaara. But his reasons are different from the other kids.

And we know this because of how Sasuke strategically breaks the rules. Sasuke didn't break rules just to break rules, but when he does he's adhering to a higher moral principle. There's no better example than the bell test. All of kakashi's previous genin teams flunked the bell test, which you'd expect as the kids were probably all in stages 3 and 4. To them, as to most kids, not breaking the rules given by an authority is more important than making sure some kid gets lunch. In fact, Naruto was trying to steal his lunch before Kakashi tied him up. In a sense he 'deserved' getting tied up and losing his lunch because he tried to break the rules. Of course kids are going to follow the rules after that. Kakashi's test is designed to test their moral reasoning. And no normal kid would be able to pass.... Except that Sasuke isn't a typical 12 year old. Sasuke is in stage 5 moving towards 6. For Sasuke, letting Naruto go hungry while he and Sakura eat just feels wrong. Unjust. And he's willing to defy authority and break the rules to fix that. Even though he risks losing something very important to him: his ninja status. And he also pulls both Sakura and Naruto to doing so as well. By challenging Sakura's beliefs and assumptions about Naruto Sakura stops to think more critically and stop just going with the crowd. And Naruto starts to understand many things because of Sasuke, but perhaps one of the biggest was the meaning of self-sacrifice. In a sense what sasuke did during the bell test was a foreshadowing of the Haku fight when Sasuke was forced to choose between his conscience and his life, and didn't hesitate. Your can see Sasuke's sense right and wrong have ascended beyond society and beyond mere rule following. Instead Sasuke acts out of an inner consciousness of right and wrong.

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