#Before I Dive ff

[lightbulbshineon]

I'm an entire work-girlie and I can't think of anything worse that safari just deciding to go to the top of the page without prompting.

Like I was on TikTok for an hour. I don't remember where I left of, what am I meant to do now?

#me going on a deep dive in my brain #trying to figure out what was happening before I left #the same thing happened last week when I was listening to a ff with tts and it just didn't save #terrible times #ao3 #archive of our own #fan fiction #entire work #safari #you bitch #you broke my heart #why

[crossroadsdimension]

adds another fic to the WIP list; plans to post in September

I haven't seen anyone else work on this idea, and with only 11 Mobius FF fics on AO3 (counting mine), well...

...if you want to see the fic count go up, what better way than to do it yourself?

#cross' rambling #cross' fanfiction #mobiusff #mobius ff #mobius final fantasy #this one's been rattling around in my brain for A Bit; I just thought writing it now would be better than letting it stay there #it can go up between the fics for 2.0 and 2.X for my Warrior of Light OC #nice little break from FFXIV before I dive right back in

[fraugwinska]

A very incomplete list of Hazbin Hotel Fanfiction Authors/Geniuses

I cannot believe the awsome, talented, absolute magnificent people I've met through this fandom. Writing FF for Hazbin Hotel has become one of my greatest joys in life, and reading the stories and creations of my fellow friends and idols is something that can brighten my whole week - and we don't gatekeep. So, if you're in search for a good read, here are a few of the SUPER AWSOME people I stalk (and I want to stress - this list is never going to be complete, but I'll try to edit it as there are just SO MANY GODDANG MASTERS out there!) @bapple117 If you love #RadioStatic, you have to read 'Bluest Monday' (completed) and the follow-up 'Say Hello, Wave Goodbye' (WIP) She'll break your heart in the most beautiful way. If you don't fancy that but Alastor is your go-to, then you will want to dive in head-first into "If You Can't Say Somethin' Nice, Don't Say Nothin' At All" (complete). But as before, be ready for a rollercoaster of emotional moments and extremely spicy shenanigans.

@hazelfoureyes Goddess of the smut, Hottest writer in Hell - If you're horny, Hazel has got you covered. Especially her 'The safeword is Radioapple'-Mini-series will make you sweat like a Zumba-Instructor on crack. Be prepared to blush, tremble, die and immediately ressurrect, because yes. She is THAT good.

Clover/corruptedteacups on AO3 With whooping 75 chapters and 300k+ hits, her Fanfic 'The Red means I Love you' is one of the best, most detailed slow-burn-pining-angsty-smutty-will-they-wont-they Masterpieces I've read so far. Alastor is magnificent and I guarantee you'll fall in love with Clover, the bunny who captures the heart of you deerest red demon.

@melodyonthewireless Highly underappreciated (imho), her fic "A Match made in Hell" (WIP) follows her OC Sybil down to hell, into the Hazbin Hotel and consecutively the arms of Alastor - but don't you dare underestimate the pink, harmless looking doe. Sybil's witch powers and her sassy, witty personality is quite the match to the established readio overlord. It's such a read, and the wait between chapters the sweetest agony!

@macabr3-barbi3 She delivers every. single. TIME. Her Short stories and One-Shots are like Pringles - Once you pop, you can't stop. I'm deeply in love with 'Dream a little Dream' (WIP), 'Nothing I can't Handle' (WIP) makes me run for a cold shower and did I mention the countless one-shot-candies that make you mouth water and your toes curl?

@slutforalastor/InconspicuousBosch on AO3 Whether it's the One-Shots on tumblr (omg the PRIEST ALASTOR BIT *fans face*) or the incredible Choose-your-Path-Fic "Say it with a smile" (completed) - you will be both amazed at the artistry of the wording and storybuilding and blushing at the sheer craft of the smut and sexual tension.

@impale-me-radio-daddy Founder of the kink #antlerplay, his series of 'The Lookalike' is steamy, outrageous, utterly magnificent and filthy down to the bones. Be prepared for some serious questioning of your own preferences, because you WILL get some epiphanies. And that's a PROMISE.

@hurthermore Listen. LISTEN. Bimbo is the mini-series that had me on a friggin CHOKEHOLD. It takes a special talent to make one so invested in THE radio demon, gentleman a la carte Alastor believably pining after and pounding a lovable, dumb airhead sinner with a fable for skimpy dresses and leave you at the end wanting for seconds and thirds!

As I said, this is a highly incomplete list, and I'll absolutely edit this list as I go. But I needed to put this out in the world. To all of the above, and all of those which I didn't include YET but most certainly will -

I ADORE YOU, I PRAY AT YOUR FEET, YOU ARE AMAZING BEINGS AND I LOVE YOU.

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #hazbin hotel smut #radiostatic #radioapple #alastor x oc #alastor hazbin hotel #fraugwinskaandfriends #ily fellow beings #author appreciation

[himezoro]

roronoa zoro's guide to relationship (smut)

tysm everyone for your love and support on the previous post ! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ i'm so sorry for how long this other post was to come, but work has been pretty exhausting and as you may know, i'm a lawyer so when it comes to having free time it gets hard lmao this one was requested by @jinjen, i hope they'll like it ! <3

i'm also working on a "one shot" smut for roronoa zoro that i've had in mind for so long, i hope you'll like it!!

minors dni !! 18+ only.

here's a headcanon of what a relationship with roronoa zoro would include sexually. i had a female partner in mind when writting which is why it's pretty gender based !

wc : 860

even before being in a relationship with roronoa zoro, the sexual tension between his s/o and himself was beyond compare ; his hair would bristle when he heard their voice, when their hands would touch at dinner, when they just entered the room. the tension between them is so high it gets hard to breathe. his eyes would linger on their figure like those of a ruthless predator ready to pounce onto their prey. the sway of their hips, the flips of their hair, the bites of their lips, the look of their doe eyes. everything sets him on.

it became a game for the two of them to play with that said tension before getting official. he's a tease after all. but afterwards? hell, there's just no rules. everything's allowed. from their s/o sensually touching his thigh under the table and tracing the shape of his growing erection when everyone's eating to him whispering the dirtiest things into his s/o's ear when they're just sitting reading in the middle of the kitchen with sanji close by. "how 'bout we give that shitty cook a show of how exquisite ya' juices taste ?" "i bet i can make ya squirt before ya reach the bottom of that stupid page baby.". it's all competition, and it's about who's going to resist the urge to cut the tension.

zoro would easily cut it before they do. hell, he's got three swords ffs.

he's always horny for his partner.

aside from this game, zoro can go from being a slow and passionate lover to a ruthless beast. going from "i wanna make love to you" to "i'm gonna fuck you until your brain goes dumb".

when he's in the mood for passionate sex, zoro would take his time to kiss his s/o endlessly. having them onto their lap, grinding slowly but surely, his hand at the back of their neck in a loving yet firm way. he would whisper sweet nothings he won't say in any other circumstances "you're so goddamn pretty", "i want this body on me forever", "i wanna make ya feel good", "let me please you", "i love you".

during those intimate and slow times, his giant figure would be afraid to break you. his cock would pound into their s/o painfully slowly, missionary style, so he can watch them take him so gracefully. he would leave trails of hickeys all over their chest while firmly holding their hands, moving his hips to the rhythm of their racing heartbeats.

he knows their body like his three swords.

would lick and finger your pussy like there's no tomorrow, until your legs shake while praising you so bad. he would lick all of your fluid and even lick his lips before kissing you to "give ya a taste".

he loves it when his s/o praises him, saying how good he's making them feel, or simply hearing his name in between their moans. he feels like he's the strongest in the world.

but the second zoro feels jealous or "dominant" (which would be more appropriate since he feels pretty confident in his ability to please you), oh boy. be ready for a ride.

he would pin their s/o to the nearest surface. anything remotely close : the floor ? check. the dinner table ? check. the desk in your room ? double check. the wall to the shower ? triple check that one. he would grab their face with his right hand, kissing them hard, watching the trails of saliva connecting them with complete lust before diving back into a sloppy yet quite nice kiss, while playing with his s/o's clothed pussy under their dress with his left hand.

if this makeout session came after a meaningless fight (angry sex), he would spin them hard so their ass was pinned to his clothed erection and smack it hard. "gonna be a good girl now or shall i smack some senses outta ya ?" he can be mean during those sessions, but when he would make up for it later.

he would make them suck his giant cock until he hears them gag, saying "ya can take it. look at me while you swallow it all." he loves receiving a blowjob from their partner, seeing his cock disappear into the depth of their throat.

he's so ridiculously strong. he'll have their s/o fucked in every position. makes them cum so many times his s/o loses count, but not him. he's competitive and keeps his record in check. his stamina is pretty solid too.

even in these times, he cannot help but praise their s/o. "your pussy's squeezing me whole", "you're taking my cock so well, looks like it's made for it".

loves shower/bath sex where he can have fun with his partner at the same time.

sleepy morning sex as well <3

in the end, sex remains a matter of trust and intimacy, so no matter how, be sure to know that afterwards, this boy would not let go of you and ask for a back rub just to keep the intimacy going.

would hate it if someone dared interrupting his peace during aftercare (which can happen since luffy and usopp are always going crazy).

#one piece x reader #op x reader #headcanons #one piece headcanon #one piece headcanons #opla x reader #roronoa zoro #one piece imagine #one piece smut #roronoa zoro smut #zoro x reader #roronoa zoro x reader #roronoa zoro headcanons

[theoddest1]

Can I be completely honest? I honestly hate huskerdust. No diss to the people who do ship it but God it is the part that solidified that episode four is the worst for me - and yes, that includes all the SA scenes.

Like, what does Husk see in angel and vise versa? Husk has been sexually harassed by Angel, and once Husk finds out that Angel is purposefully getting himself roofied and later raped and when angel tells him that he feels that he as to do this so Val won't use him anymore, Husk ends up singing a victim blamey song. I understand the deeper message but Jesus, do not sing this to an SA victim after they told you everything, ffs! That will make them feel even worse! Like, Viv you immediately turned me away from not only HuskerDust, but also the rest of the fucking series like holy shit.

Yeah, HuskerDust had merit before the show actually came out. But Jesus did it take a complete nose dive as the series went on. Completely ruined what could have been a great ship but now I can't even bother with it.

#vivziepop critical #vivziepop criticism #hazbin hotel critical #anon ask #hazbin hotel criticism #hazbin hotel #hazbin critical #hazbin fandom critical

[ieirislover]

Joel Miller, The Giver

joel miller x fem!reader

this started out as a part of a series i wanted to start, but i got lazy and never really wrote the actual story 😭 ive never written smut or ff so i apologize if its bad.

warnings: nsfw content, descriptions of sex, oral sex (f receiving), pwp (literally no plot at all), come eating, kissing, making out, grinding, dry humping, fingering, overstimulation, mentions of blowjobs

word count: ≈1.7k

this isnt proofread so i apologize if there are any mistakes.

He trails his calloused fingers up your sternum, then to your collarbones. It’s a small act, but it feels so… intimate. You shift your gaze up to meet his eyes only to be met with his curved brows and parted lips.

He’s so pretty.

Is all that goes through your mind as you trace his face with your eyes. His almond shaped eyes, skin tanned by the hot Texas sun, subtle patches of freckles covering his cheeks and nose, his bushy brows and pink, plush lips. You just want to bite them. Mark him. Make him yours. The distance between your lips gets smaller and smaller, to the point where his breath reaches your nose, minty and fresh. You hold back a giggle at the mental image of him brushing his teeth before meeting you, maybe wondering if he knew this was going to happen. Wondering if he fantasizes about you as much as you fantasize about him.

You finally close the distance and lock your lips with his.

It feels unreal. Every heartbreak you’ve dealt with before seems worth it to have him in your arms, lips locked with yours. There’s so much need in the kiss, both of you gradually getting more and more desperate. Eventually coming up for air, you both make eye contact, panting, pupils blown.

He’s now the one to take initiative, his hands grabbing your cheeks in an instant and pulling you back towards him. Your stomach is fluttering with such intense need and want for him that it feels like you’ll explode. You’re sure that if you don’t get some sort of release soon that you definitely will.

Your grinding has gotten harder, and you’re surprised that you feel this good from not even touching his bare skin. As you pull away from the kiss, he takes notice of the string of saliva connecting both of your lips. He can’t help but grow harder as he takes in the image of you on top of him, eyes blown, hair slightly tussled, lips wet and puffy from kissing.

“So pretty, baby.” You hear him say before he dives into your nape, open-mouthed and marking you in an instant.

It feels euphoric as he sucks your pulse point and you grind down harder into him in order to alleviate the continuous throbbing between your thighs.

“Please, Joel.”

He makes his marks trail down your neck from your collarbones to your cleavage. His eyes look into yours, silently asking for permission to go further. You nod as you feel his thumbs tease your nipples over the fabric of your blouse. He then moves his hands to your waist and lowers his mouth over your blouse onto your nipples, now erect from the exclusive attention he’s given them. He mouths over the fabric, darkening the fabric with his saliva.

Its hot to see him so invested in you and the both of you haven’t even taken off your clothes yet.

You hastily unhook your hands from his curly locks and begin to unbutton his flannel. Your hands are so shaky, your entire body thrumming with need, and he clasps onto them, steadying them.

“Lemme help, baby.” His voice is low and raspy and you swear its impossible to be any wetter than you are right now.

He places your hands on your thighs that are sitting on his, and begins to unbutton his flannel.

“You d’yours too, sweetheart.” He says quietly into your ear, the hairs on the back of your neck standing up immediately and your eyes squinting in pleasure at the mere tone of his words. You lift off your blouse, immediately wishing you’d picked a better bra to impress him with, but its Joel. He doesn’t care. He just needs you.

His stomach, only occasionally being visible to you when he lifts up his t-shirt to wipe the sweat off his forehead while mowing, is finally visible and you can only drool at the image in your head of where his trail of chestnut locks on his soft belly lead down to.

Before you can salivate any longer at the idea of his happy trail or length of his dick, he grabs your waist and his thumbs stroke the skin by your ribs. Your head leans back in comfort and pleasure and Joel takes this as the opportunity to suck more marks into your neck. At this rate, you’re surprised theres any room on your upper body for him to leave any more hickeys but as usual, he proves you wrong.

Your hands find purchase in his hair yet again and his body begins to shift off the couch.

“W’na take this to the bedroom, baby. G’na treat you right.” He asks states, and you swear his eyes are black.

Your only response is a moan and a frantic nod, as you feel arousal pumping through your veins.

Good enough for me. Joel thinks.

—

You both stumble into his bedroom, tongues intertwined, and he immediately guides you to his king-sized bed.

It doesn’t take long for Joel to flip you onto your back on his bed, gently pushing your chest down. You lay flat on his bed, craning your neck up to continue kissing him. His kisses get slower and slower and they get lower and lower on your stomach. You can feel the pressure of his suck getting harsher. You’re somehow wetter. His lips trail down and down until they get to the button of your jeans. His eyes look up for approval once again and you swear your heart skips a beat. He’s so kind, even when he’s in bed.

He unbuttons your jeans and zips them down and god, do you wish that you wore something easier to take off. Or less tight. He’s patient when you lift your back so he can slip off the jeans and his eyes immediately attach to your black panties.

He revels in the image of your slick seeping through your underwear and it’s like at this moment your thoughts are confirmed.

Joel Miller is 100% a giver.

It’s quiet. But you definitely heard it.

He lets out a moan, a moan, at the mere sight of you wet for him. His lips trail down the fabric and begin to lightly apply pressure to your clit through the thin layer separating him from you.

Your head whips back at the subtle intrusion and you thank the lord for not getting whiplash. You let out a loud, long, moan, one that intrigues Joel; one that eggs him on. He applies more pressure to your slick-coated panties and you cannot believe how you’re this close to coming already.

He grabs your hands from gripping the sheets and moves them to his hair, keeping a steady, slower pace with his tongue as he continues to tease you through the fabric.

“Joel.. Please.” You say, embarrassingly desperate.

“Aww. Is it not enough, babygirl?”

You bite back a moan at the pet name and your back arches closer to his face.

“Pretty please.. Please Joel.” You say again, even more desperate.

He’s silent for a beat and you see a smirk etch itself onto his lips.

“Whatever you want, sweetheart.”

In an instant, his fingers begin to slide your panties off and his breath stutters when he sees the string of slick still connecting your pussy to your panties.

“Christ, you’re wet. You ever been treated like this, baby? Or d’you just like me that much.” He teases and you’re sure you’d find his playfulness more charming if you weren’t so close to coming right now.

“Come on, Joel.” You whine.

He scoffs and playfully rolls his eyes as he takes your thighs and wraps his biceps around them. He takes his thumbs to spread you open, and he sure is taking his time considering he stops every five seconds to relish in the fact you’re practically gushing for him.

Finally, he takes his tongue and swipes it through your slick folds, causing you to moan loudly at the touch. His strokes get faster and faster, as he starts to indulge in your wetness, almost as if this is more pleasuring for him than for you. You’re dangerously close to coming but still can’t seem to get quite over the edge and Joel must be a mind reader as he unhooks one of his arms from your legs and begins to tease your hole with his middle finger.

You moan louder at the pressure as he slowly eases his finger in, lubricating itself in your arousal. Before you know it, he’s easing in his pointer into your pussy and the slight stretch around his girthy fingers feels absolutely divine.

You let out a scream-like moan when Joel easily finds your g-spot. And like some sort of expert, he massages it, almost like he’s coaxing your orgasm to come closer and closer. His tongue and fingers speed up and as his fingers reach a fast, delicious pace, his lips latch around your clit.

You feel your climax start to sneak up on you, your clit throbbing around Joel’s wet tongue, and walls clenching around his slick digits. You swear you see stars when a shock bolts through your spine, sending white hot pleasure throughout your entire body. Letting out an embarrassingly loud moan, you come, and you feel Joel’s tongue continuously lap up your spend.

He lets you ride out the aftershocks on his fingers as he still licks you open. It starts to tickle, the overstimulation, causing your thighs to start closing. He lightly keeps them open with one hand, tutting at you, almost as if you were inconveniencing him. Once he’s gotten his fill of lapping up your spend, he trails kisses from your stomach towards your neck.

“Y’did so good for me, baby. Such a good girl.” He whispers in your ear and you lightly clench around his fingers once again.

You feel exhausted from your orgasm and as much as you want to suck his dick and give this man everything he’s ever wanted and more, you’re asleep.

#joel miller headcanons #joel miller hcs #joel miller smut #joel miller #joel tlou #tlou #tlou smut #joel miller is a munch #pedro pascal #joel miller hbo

[princessconsuela120]

Since it's spooky season, could you do an aged up ff about you convincing stan's friend group to go trick or treating with you?

PRINCESSCONSUELA'S FALLFEST EVENT🍂🧣🎃🍃

🧣 - Cozy Up: Send in any fluff requests from the prompt list that should be posted shortly. I will write a short blurb for any prompt.

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Summary: it’s Halloween, so you convince the boys to go trick or treating…even though you’re all on high school now.

Warnings: cursing, South Park…all warnings that come with that.

Authors Note: I’m so sorry this took so long, but I adored this idea!!! More Fallfest docs coming out tonight!!! Enjoy!

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IT WAS AN EXCEPTIONALLY WARM DAY FOR FALL IN SOUTH PARK. Like Cartman liked to say, the only two seasons in South Park were Winter and July, but today was different. It was warm, WARM! In South Park! You couldn’t just let that pass up.

“Come on guys, please! Look at the sun, it’s shining! Have you ever seen the sun before?” You rambled, practically running circles around the boys as they walked to class. You and been friends with them since the 4th grade, and now being Juniors in high school, it was safe to say you were very close.

“Yes I’ve seen the damn sun before y/n.” Cartman snarked, choosing to miss the point of what you were saying. You rolled your eyes, shoving him lightly as the other boys chuckled.

“We could be scooby doo, or, what about..”

“I swear to god, if you suggest crayons again I’m going to scream.” Kyle said, making you groan, shaking him lightly with impatience.

“Oh come on you guys.”

“I don’t know y/n it’s just, we’re in high school now. Isn’t there like, a legal age limit for trick or treating.” Stan said, making Cartman scoff, nudging you back.

“Yeah, it ends at 8 years old.” He teased, making you roll my eyes yet again.

“I’m sure Kenny wasn’t to go, don’t you?”

“Anything for free candy.” Kenny said, the two of you high diving as Cartman rolled his eyes in defeat.

“Yeah you know what, I can be a kid for the night for some free candy.”

“You don’t need anymore candy fatass.” Kyle teased, Cartman turning to look at him angrily.

“Aye!” He shouted, as you and Kyle laugh to each other.

“I guess I’ll go. Got nothing better to do anyways.” Stan says, shrugging as you jump up and down with excitement. You turn to Kyle, rubbing your shoulder happily against his as you smiled.

“Yay! So Kyle, what’s it gonna be?” You teased, making him sigh.

“Fine.” He pointed a finger at you. “But I’m not being a damn crayon.” You nodded in agreement before jumping and squealing happily.

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SOMEHOW YOU HAD MANAGED TO CONVINCE THE BOYS TO BE THE GHOST BUSTERS. You had found a bucket of green paint in Stan’s farm-from good knows what- and paint Cartman head to toe in green paint. You sewed together some makeshift green outfit for him to wear and deemed him the ghost to your quartet. You can only imagine how happy that made Cartman.

“Why did I have to be the ghost?” He whined, stomping behind the four of you as you came up to your first door.

“Because your fat.” Kyle said, not missing a beat.

“Aye!”

“What he meant to say, was that you just shine, like a ghost would shine.” You say, as Cartman scoffed and rolled his eyes.

“Oh cut the crap y/n.”

“Trick or treat!” You all shouted, bright smiles on all your faces as the two adults at the door greeted you with excitement.

“Oh honey look, it’s the ghost busters!” The one woman said, nudging her husband as she pointed out Cartman.

“Yeah, and Bruce vilange.” Her husband cheered, making Cartman fume.

“God damnit I’m not Bruce villange! I’m a ghost!”

“Oh, of course you are honey.” The woman said nicely, making cartman scoff, grabbing the serving bowl from the lady and dumping half of it into his pillow case, causing you and the other boys to laugh.

“Just gimme the damn candy.” He grumbled, making you lean onto Stan as you laughed even harder. “I hate you guys.”

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“YOU GIVE ME YOUR ALMOND JOYS AND I'LL GIVE YOU MY PRETZELS.” Cartman bargained, making you frown as you held the blue wrapped candy up to you chest protectively. The five of you were now sitting in Stan’s living room, the contents of your pillow cases spilled out infront of you as you made trades for candy. Most of the time, when you were younger atleast, all the bags of chips and pretzels and drinks that you all got, you would all donate to Kenny, so he could take something home for his family. And besides that, he got to bring home the candy no one else would eat. Now Cartman on the other hand, would always try to go to bed Halloween night with even more candy than he had walking in the house. You of course, wouldn’t let this happen.

“But I want my almond joys.” You mumbled, a pour on your face as Cartman sighed, waving the bag of pumpkin shaped pretzels in the air.

“Well, don’t you want some pretzels?”

“Sure, here. I’ll give you my almond joys.” You handed him a few candy bars as he clapped excitedly.

“One bag of pretzels is equal to four.” Cartman corrected, making you roll your eyes.

“Right okay, well pretend that makes sense. Now, you give me your pretzels.”

“Ooo, ghost and pumpkin shaped, how spooky. Now, you give me back two almond joys.”

“Okay.”

“And I give you back your pretzels.”

“Okay.”

“Now you give me three more almond joys.”

“But there’s only two in my hands.” Cartman pouted, as you shook you head at him, gesturing to his pillow case.

“Then take it out of your bag.”

“Good idea.” He said, quickly digging for almond joys in his bag.

“Okay, and now you give me your pretzels.”

“Perfect. Aye!” Cartman yelled, watching angrily as you proudly stuffed both the new almond joys and spooky pretzels into you bag.

“No more candy trades boys, I’m all out.” You teased, dusting off your hands as Kyle Stan and Kenny all applauded you with amusement.

“That was amazing.” Stan muttered, making you chuckle as Cartman pouted in the corner, almost just like when you were kids. It was wonderful to be kids again on Halloween. Something the boys had missed. And even if they wouldn’t admit it, in fear of bruising their pride, they were happy you convinced them to go.

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#south park x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski #stan marsh #stan marsh x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mccormick #eric cartman #eric cartman x reader #south park #south park imagine #PrincessConsuelasfallfest2023

[autumnslance]

Final Fantasy XVI Music

Want to know what the tracks for the upcoming crossover sound like? Once again, Masayoshi Soken & Team have given us some bangers, and the selection is nice.

I'll add them (mostly) in the FF16 OST's list order, along with lyrics for "Find the Flames", below the cut.

Starting us off with the menu music, 16's version of the FF Prelude.

An arrangement of Cidolfus Telamon's theme. Takafumi Imamura's done some of my favorite FF14 tracks too. The title translation is "Thunder in the Machine" since this Cid is not only a scientist/engineer, but also the Dominant of Ramuh.

Field music for one of the nations of Valisthea, the Holy Empire of Sanbreque.

Another field theme, this time for Clive's homeland, Rosaria.

An arrangement of Joshua/Phoenix's theme. The lyrics for the full version are good.

Clive's theme song, heard in the crossover trailer and pretty much everywhere else. Blood-pumping sound and lyrics.

An arrangement of Clive's theme, as he comes to terms with a hard truth.

World Map theme, an arrangement of the FF Prelude.

"Our Terms" is a Hideaway (home base) default theme, and while not one of the rewards, it is the music heard in the crossover trailer while riding Torgal, so it may be his mount up music.

"Before The Storm - Caer Norvent" (site of a significant confrontation) and "To Sail Forbidden Seas" (the battle theme against other Dominants and their Eikons) are too big for Tumblr's audio uploads, so I'll add links to those in the Replies. Caer Norvent will have some scenes, but nothing one can't see in the demo as it's a very early encounter, and it's mostly talking. The battle theme video has no gameplay.

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A little disappointed we get none of the many arrangements of "My Star", Jill Warrick's theme. The full song plays at the very end as the credits begin to roll, sung by Amanda Achen, music by Soken, arranged by Keiko, lyrics by Michael-Christopher Koji-Fox.

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Lyrics for "Find the Flame":

Dig, dig, dig, dig, deeper Dig, dig, dig, dig, deeper Delve, delve, delve, delve, deeper Weep, weep, weep, weep, weeper Dig, dig, dig, dig, deeper Dig, dig, dig, dig, deeper Wake, wake, wake, wake, sleeper Reap, reap, reap, reap, reaper

Raise thy lantern, pioneer Shine upon the far frontier Fingers cracked and body broken Mind adaze yet soul awoken

Diving into the...mire! Laid out upon the...pyre! Never this soul shall...tire! Running into the...fire!

Your bleary bloodshot eyes open wide in the dawn Let the light in and brighten the shades that sleep inside you

Find the flame, the flame, the flame Find the flame, the flame, the flame Let its light blind you

Delve in this dark abyss. Fathomless emptiness, Till the kiss of fire enfolds you!

#final fantasy xiv #final fantasy xvi #music #soundtrack #crossover #lyrics #Masayoshi Soken #Takafumi Imamura

[lciesdepravity]

TTT Series: Tzuyu Tops Twice

Chapter 1-2: Mina Arc; Longing for Tzu tags/ genres/ warnings (This work of fiction contains the ff: Cheating (NTR), g!p dom Tzuyu, It will get more depraved in the later chapters… Enjoy!)

Mina's smile widened as she watched Chaeyoung devour the breakfast she had prepared for her. The way Chaeyoung's lips wrapped around the food, the way she savored each bite, sent a wave of desire coursing through Mina's body. She couldn't help but feel her own hunger grow, and it wasn't just for food.

"Mmm~ This is so good babe. Thank you." Chaeyoung moaned as she savored the eggs and the coffee. Mina gulped at the noise, her control teetering. Fuck... I wanna make her moan over and over with my tongue too. Jeezus get a hold of yourself Mina! Let your wife finish eating first.

...

Then you can eat her...

...

Aish!~ fuck my thoughts.

"Y-you're welcome baby. Anything for you." She managed to reply as she watched Chae finish off the rest of the food.

As soon as Chaeyoung finished eating, Mina leaned in, her lips pressing against the sensitive skin of Chaeyoung's neck. She planted a series of soft kisses, her tongue occasionally darting out to taste the slight residue of sweat that clung to her lover's skin. Mina could feel the heat building between them, the desire stirring within her as Chaeyoung's breath hitched.

"Mmm~ Minari~..."

But just as Chae was about to reciprocate, to let her own hunger take control, Chaeyoung's phone rang, shattering the intimate moment. Mina's disappointment was evident, but she understood the demands of their career. She couldn't help but hide her own longing, her own desperate need for release.

"Go on, Chaeng," Mina said, trying hard to hide her disappointment "You don't want to keep them waiting."

She watched as Chaeyoung hastily bid her goodbye, her heart sinking as her lover rushed out to meet with their manager.

Mina's smile faded, replaced by a tinge of frustration. Frustrated, she rested her head against her hands as she curled up on top of their bed. She knew that their career demanded their attention, but it didn't make the ache between her thighs any easier to bear. As the door closed behind Chaeyoung, Mina's need grew stronger, her body craving for release. Her mind couldn't help but wander, thinking back to the pleasure that Tzuyu so eagerly provided her.

With an exasperated sigh, Mina ripped off her clothes, revealing her flushed and needy body. Her fingers trembled with anticipation as they traced a path down her heated skin, teasing her sensitive nipples before diving into her soaking pussy. J-just this once.

"Fuck Tzuyu, Mmm~ I need your touch so bad," Mina moaned, her voice dripping with raw desire. "Uhh~ I need your fingers inside me, filling me up just right."

Mina sprawled over the bed, arching her back, sinfully spreading her legs. Her toes curled and clenched, aching with the intensity of her need. With an insatiable hunger, she spread her slick folds and plunged her fingers deep inside her dripping cunt, imagining Tzuyu's skilled touch.

"Ah, fuck yes," Mina moaned, her voice heavy with lust. "Mmm~ baby, I'm fingering myself while thinking about you. Fuck me hard please... I need it, uhh~ make me scream your name."

Her fingers moved with urgency, sliding in and out of her wetness, each stroke driving her closer to the edge. She imagined Tzuyu's fingers, long and relentless, teasing and exploring her throbbing pussy.

"Mmm, Tzu, just like that," Mina moaned, her voice filled with desperation. "I can't get enough of your touch. Make me cum so fucking hard baby uuhhh~."

Her hips bucked against her hand, grinding and seeking more pleasure. Mina's moans grew louder, echoing through the room, as her need intensified.

"Oh fuck, Tzu...I need you so fucking bad," Mina gasped, her voice a mix of need and longing. "I want you to fuck me, to pound me until I can't think straight. Please, baby, make me yours."

Her fingers moved faster, her need reaching a boiling point as she neared the edge. Mina's moans turned into desperate cries, her body writhing on the bed as her orgasm approached.

"Tzuyu, I'm so close," Mina moaned, her voice filled with desperate anticipation. "I'm going to cum for you, baby. I'm going to cum so fucking hard."

*knock knock* Mina-yah, you in there?

Fucking hell! What now?! Urgh! Mina's frustration and annoyance heightened as a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. She sighed heavily, wondering who or what could possibly disturb her this moment. She hurriedly put on a bathrobe and fixed her hair. Opening the door, she found Jihyo standing there, her cheerful smile slightly faltering at the sight of Mina's evident irritation.

"Hey, Mina," Jihyo began, her voice filled with a mix of concern and nervousness. "The other girls and I have some meetings too, just to finalize stuff before our break, so today it'll just be you, Sana, and Tzuyu. Take care of the house, okay?" Jihyo's words were well-intentioned, but they did little to alleviate Mina's pent-up frustration.

Mina mustered a small smile, waving her other members goodbye as they left for their meeting. "Sure, I'll take care of everything," she replied, her voice holding a little edge to it. As the door closed behind Jihyo, Mina couldn't help but be excited.

"Okay, less members might be good," Mina thought to herself, a relieved smile playing on her lips. "At least I can go without worrying about my volume too much." The idea of having the house to herself, with only Sana and Tzuyu to keep her company, sent a surge of anticipation through her body.

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Mina excitedly stripped her bathrobe off, before demurely climbing onto the bed, settling in the comfiest position she could muster. Continuing from where she left off, her fingers traced the spots on her neck where Tzuyu had kissed earlier. Every kiss, every nip, every nibble was fresh on Mina's mind, and it made her shudder. Mmm~ god, she was so hungry for me. Is she like that with Sana too?

She couldn't deny that it felt so good to be desired so fervently like that again. Alone time with Chae had been impossible these days, their schedules made sure of that. Fuck it's been so long since Chae even touched me.

Her fingers travelled along her body, from her taut nipples and down to her throbbing cunt. Her mind replayed every touch, every flick of Tzuyu's fingers, and it made her so terribly wet. God I'm so wet for you Tzu. Uhh~ I'm so going to hell for this. She's my wife's best friend for fucks sake. Her wife is like my sister too. But fuuuckk I can't stop thinking about you. Mmm~ touch me again please.

Suddenly, a weird sound had caught her attention. Moans. Familiar moans that sent a shiver down her spine. It was the voice of her best friend, Sana, echoing through the walls.

O-oh fuck, I-Is that... Sana?

Mina's heart raced as she realized what was happening. Tzuyu and Sana were taking advantage of the empty house, indulging in their own passions. Jealousy surged through Mina, a mix of longing and frustration.

God, why does it have to be her? I want to feel your hands all over me too, your lips on mine, your cock deep inside me. The images flooded Mina's mind, her own body tingling with desire as she imagined her best friend Sana getting pounded.

From the next room, the unmistakable sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the air. Sana's moans grew louder and more desperate, each one punctuated by Tzuyu's name. Mina's breath hitched at the raw passion in Sana's voice, the longing and pleasure mingling together.

Fuck, why does this turn me on so much? I'm so bad. Uhh~ I want to be there, in the middle of it all, getting pounded hard like her.

"Uhh~ Tzuyu, fuck me harder! Harder!" Sana cried out, her voice filled with need. The bed creaked in rhythm with their movements, Sana's voice a delicate balance of pleasure and desperation, pushing Mina further into her own lustful realm.

Mina's body trembles with each thrust, her fingers mimicking Tzuyu's rhythm as she plunges them in and out of her soaking wet cunt. The sounds of Sana's moans mixed with the wet slapping of Tzuyu's cock against Sana's pussy fills the room, driving Mina wild with desire.

"Fuck, Tzuyu, pound that fucking pussy!" Mina mutters under her breath, her voice laced with a mixture of envy and arousal. She can almost feel the force of Tzuyu's thrusts, picturing the way her thick, throbbing cock stretches and fills Sana to the brim. She imagined herself in Sana's place, being taken by Tzuyu's relentless thrusts, feeling every inch of her cock stretching and filling her.

Mmm, fuck... I can almost feel her inside me... stretching me open... pounding me... Mina's body trembled as she added another finger, her fantasies blurring the lines between reality and imagination.

Sana's cries of pleasure continued to fill the room, each one fueling Mina's lust even further. "Yes, Tzuyu! Harder! Fuck me like you mean it! Make me cum all over your cock! Just like that baby uhhh~"

Mina's fingers quickened their pace, matching the rhythm of Sana's moans. Her own cries mingled with Sana's, the symphony of pleasure building to an electrifying crescendo.

Sana's voice reached its peak, her moans becoming a chant of ecstasy. "Oh, Tzuyu! I'm gonna cum! Aahhh~ I'm cumming... I'm cumming! I'm cummi- ahhhn~" The sound of Sana's orgasm ripped through the air, a symphony of bliss that pushed Mina closer to her own release.

Yes, Tzuyu... Oh fuck... I'm cumming too... I'm cumming uhh~ Mina's inner voice whispered as she fingered herself with abandon, her hips grinding hard and matching her thrusts.

With one final stroke, Mina came hard, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm. She and Sana cried out in unison, their voices blending into a symphony of pleasure and desire. In that moment, Mina let her mind wander, imagining Tzuyu's cock buried deep inside her, filling her with her cum.

Mina rode the waves of her climax, her body still trembling. Just as she was coming down from her high, the moans and cries from the next room persisted, relentless and insatiable. Tzuyu was still fucking Sana, hours after they had started.

Frustration and longing surged through Mina as she listened to Sana being relentlessly pounded. "Fuck, they're still going? Can't get enough, huh?" Mina's voice dripped with envy and desire, her fingers instinctively circling her hardened nipples, her thighs grinding against each other.

Sana's moans filled the air, desperate and needy. "More, Tzuyu! Please, more!" Her voice was raspy and hoarse, each word oozing with lust. Mina couldn't help but be captivated by the sound, her own thoughts echoing Sana's pleas for more.

Mina's fingers found their way back to her throbbing pussy, craving the same relentless pleasure that Tzuyu was giving Sana. "Fuck, I need it too. I need Tzuyu's cock pounding into me, just like she's doing to you, Sana."

She could hear enough to imagine how Sana bounces with every creak of the bed, how her ass ripples with each spank, how she is fucked against the headboard with each bang. "God, I wish Chae could fuck just like Tzuyu could."

As time passed, Mina could hear the exhaustion seeping into Sana's voice. "T-Tzuyu... I can't... I can't take anymore... Ahn~" Sana's words were interrupted by a sharp gasp as Tzuyu spanked her ass and thrust deeper, refusing to let her rest.

Sana's resistance was futile against Tzuyu's relentless onslaught. Her voice became a breathless symphony of pleasure and fatigue. "Please... Tzuyu... I'm so... so fucked out... but I can't... Ah! Ah! Fuck! I'm cumming again wifeey~ uhhh~"

Mina's mind spun with a wicked idea as she heard Sana's plea for mercy.

I'm right here, Tzuyu, she thought, her own heart dripping with desire. Give your wife a well-deserved break and fuck her best friend instead. I'm dripping wet for you.

As Sana's exhausted moans echoed through the room, Mina's fingers continued their relentless dance, sliding in and out of her slick folds. She had already brought herself to orgasm multiple times, but the thought of Tzuyu taking her, Tzuyu's strong hands gripping her hips, fueled her insatiable hunger for more.

As the room filled with the sounds of Sana's exhausted pleas and Tzuyu's grunts, Mina surrendered herself to her own pleasure. Her fingers moved with a fervent urgency, matching the rhythm of Sana's cries. She spent the rest of the day in bed, fucking herself as she listened to her best friend get pounded all day.

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As the other members finally returned from their busy schedules, the once-intense moans that had filled the air began to fade away. Mina is left a needy wanton mess on her bed, her heart beating excitedly as she anticipated the moment the doorknob would turn.

She had changed into her violet silk nightgown, exposing her creamy supple thighs, foregoing the panties completely. She'd put on some light makeup, even going so far as putting on the perfume Chae liked. She's fully intent on seducing her wife tonight. Her excitement grew as she waited for Chaeyoung's arrival, hoping her wife would fuck her senseless just like Tzuyu had done to Sana. I hope she likes my outfit. Oh god do I seem too needy? But... it's been months since we've been... intimate.

Mina was brought out of her musings as she heard the exhausted chatter of her members from the living room. Oh! They're home, finally. Okay Mina act natural. Excitedly, Mina got into position. She's casually lounging on their bed, intentionally putting out her curves and thighs on full display.

But to Mina's dismay, Chaeyoung entered the room looking exhausted as hell. Her smile faltered slightly, but she mustered enough courage to try. "Hey love, how was the shoot today?"

"Tiring... Ugh, it's supposed to be our break, why would they even schedule stuff on the first week, Aish~" Chaeyoung whined as she dove in face first into their bed.

"Aww, sorry to hear that babe." Mina said, trying to comfort her. She approached Chae, her hands skillfully kneading the tension out of her wife's shoulders. "You did a good job today my love..." She whispered, feeling the tension leave her wife's body as her shoulders visibly relax.

"Uhh~ that feels so good babe." Chaeyoung moaned, her entire body putty in Mina's hands. Mina bit her lip, the sound of Chae's moans reigniting her lust. She slowly straddled Chae from the back before brushing her lips against Chae's ears, her warm breath tickling Chaeyoung's skin.

"Y'know... I know a good way to release some... pent up tensions~" Mina whispered seductively as she nibbled on Chae's earlobe.

"Mmm... Sorry babe, not tonight. I'm too tired." Chae gently pushed her off, her voice lacking any hint of desire, much to Mina's dismay. She kissed Mina on the forehead before turning over and drifting off to sleep. "I love you."

Mina's heart sank as she watched Chae fall asleep almost immediately. She desperately fought a tear from escaping as she realized her efforts were in vain. S-she didn't even notice how I got dolled up for her tonight. Does she not... want me like that anymore? It's been weeks now.

In the darkness of the night, Mina was left alone with her frustrations and a throbbing ache between her legs. "Fuck, I need it so bad," she muttered to herself, her fingers eagerly exploring her needy flesh.

But no matter how hard she tried, her own touch was not enough to satisfy her. Her pussy throbbed with hunger, demanding more than just her fingers. The need for something raw, thicker... harder, consumed her.

Mina's desperation grew with every passing minute. She needed to be filled, stretched, and fucked mercilessly until she couldn't think straight. The memory of Tzuyu's touches and Sana's moans echoed in her mind, driving her wild with desire.

Dark thoughts swirled around Mina's head that night. Her mind formulating a plan. If her wife doesn't want her sexually anymore, then maybe someone else does. Someone like Tzuyu.

Next Chapter: 1-3 Mina Arc; Eating in the kitchen...

#twice smut #mina smut #tzuyu smut

[blondie20000]

SPN Season 14 Recs

Season 14, the season that had so much potential. As I am in an SPN mood, I'm going to recommend some season 14 fics that I love! Links are in the titles of the fics. Fics are from both Ao3 and FF.

I also added my fics because while I do have a masterlist in my pinned post if anyone is looking for a specific season, they can look here.

More fics may be added later on.

The Bringer of War by MadisonTheGeek

Summary:

"Now that the archangel Michael has made it to a new world and taken possession of Dean Winchester, he can begin to put his plans in motion for a new world order. Meanwhile, the rest of the Winchester group search restlessly for the missing Dean and slowly being to unravel Michael's plans."

Not All Good News by trevelies

Summary:

"Michael is caged inside Dean's mind for now. But there's grace leaking from the cracks, banging on the doors, and Dean knows what happens at the end of this story. With borrowed (and confusing) Archangel abilities, a group of mistrustful Apocalypse Universe Hunters, and too many Michael Monsters to deal with, Team Free Will 2.0 is ready to clean up the mess that Michael's left behind and stop another apocalypse. Not all the danger is locked inside a bar's walk-in freezer, though - and the Winchesters need to watch out for old and new enemies around every corner.

And at the end of it all, Dean needs to decide how far he'll go to get rid of Michael once and for all."

Gonna Leave a Scar by trevelies

Summary:

"Michael repossesses Dean in Kansas City, and Team Free Will 2.0 isn't exactly on board. It doesn't matter that their only weapon and chance at defeating Michael is currently broken into pieces - family never gets left behind. And that goes double for Winchesters. Sam does a deep dive into Dean's head because he's not letting Dean disappear on his watch, even if it means facing an Archangel on his own turf."

All On You by trevelies

Summary:

"The Spear" speculation. Dean's vision is swimming - literally. But Team Free Will 2.0 has much bigger problems. The angels have finally located Michael, and the Winchesters have Kaia's Spear, an angel and a half, and about three weeks of bad memories to take out on Michael's feathery ass."

The Abyss Gazes Back by Water_of_life

Summary:

"Dean was able to convince Sam to go along with his plan of locking Michael (and Dean) away in the ma'lak box and dumping it in the Pacific Ocean. Sam gave in to Dean then, but he never gave up searching for another way to save Dean and the rest of the world from Michael. Now that a group of deep sea researchers have stumbled upon the box, Sam is about to find out if he put the reprieve to good use, and if they are all ready to face what is coming."

Omission, Lies, and False Truths by GalaxyThreads, SpiritClusters

Summary:

"In the wake of Lucifer's death, with Dean missing, Sam falling apart, and Cas struggling to keep everyone together, Jack realizes there are a lot of things he doesn't know about the Winchesters and Cas. Things he should know. Things he's going to fight to learn."

10 Years Gone by cayuga

Summary:

"What if Nick had kidnapped Mary before she'd gone into Donna's workshop and saw the Ma'lak box in Damaged Goods? What might have happened if Dean had managed to go through with his trip to the bottom of the Pacific without telling Sam."

the lies I tell myself by randomfills (spnfanatic)

Summary:

"Alt. take on season 14, episode “Nihilism”. Sam and Cas have a plan to bring Dean, literally, out of his head, but Michael is ready for them and once they enter Dean’s mind, they quickly realize they’re in Michael’s playground and Dean has been hiding things...things that even Sam didn’t know. (mentions of abuse, flashbacks)."

The Room by Fantasticly_Anonymous

Summary:

"Sam learns what it is that Dean’s been doing up at Donna’s cabin and he doesn’t like it. He doesn’t like it enough that he thinks up his own solution to their little Michael problem. A bit of a bottle episode, a ‘What If?’ scenario, and a character exploration between the different members of Team Free Will and the archangel thorn in Dean’s mind. In which, nobody, not even the entire world, needs to die."

Rather be the hunter than the prey by vrskaandrea (MalicMalic)

Summary:

"The story takes place in S14E15 Peace of Mind , only instead of Dean, Cas is the one to take Jack to Donatello to try and find out if he still has his soul. Sam and Dean take on a simple salt and burn where they meet up with Ketch. Upon their return, they are welcomed by a sight that has Sam experiencing Deja vu. Forgotten plotlines."

Match made in Heaven by vrskaandrea (MalicMalic)

Summary:

"Two people the world forgot about find each other by accident. Their love is so strong, so powerful when they run into an army of monsters, this unlikely couple ends up being a bigger threat their leader ever anticipated. Michael just couldn't let something as powerful slip thought his fingers and he will end up biting off more then he could chew. Set during season 14"

Roles Reversed by vrskaandrea (MalicMalic)

Summary:

"What if when Dean got hit in the head and the doors of Michael's cage opened, something happened that made them reverse their roles? That made Dean an archangel who could just snap his fingers and instantly kill demons? That made Michael nothing but a pitiful soul that kept drowning in his own nightmares? Come and see."

It's all in the blood by Becciehill1976

Summary:

"Faced with recurring fears about Michael returning as well as trying to fit back in to life in a busy bunker, Dean needs time away from everyone, so he can get his confidence back and find his place in the world Sadly, being a famous hunter has it’s draw back as Dean finds out the hard way when kidnapped whilst on a hunt. From there, Dean gets to find out that there are worse things than being the Archangel Michael’s vessel, as he battles powerful vampires. Will he be able to escape his new prison or will his family find him in time?"

One of a kind by MalicMalic

Summary:

"Someone told me that someone told them there aren't enough of Michael/Dean fics out there. Let's change that. While we're at it, why not add another Michael to the mix and see what happens."

Passenger by moonlightsdean

Summary:

"With Michael having escaped Dean's mind and caused destruction in the bunker, Jack took the initiative to end things once and for all with Michael. Now with Michael dead and Dean freed of having Michael trapped within his mind, he'll be able to relax and have time to deal with the aftermath of what happened with the AU hunters. But what if Michael's relinquish from Dean's mind wasn't as clear cut as it was made out to be? When things start going awry for Dean he's left to wonder what really happened during the time he was unconscious, and why he just can't catch a break."

The Price You Pay by Jadeys_World

Summary:

"It was a miracle that Sam survived taking on the Archangel Michael. Team Free Will is going to find out what it takes for a miracle like that to happen and what it costs when a Reaper and unreliable Rogue Angel each decide to help in their own way. There are secrets and betrayals, a world that needs saving once again, but at least they have each other."

An Alternative Ending by AnotherWriterWhoWrites

Summary:

"Michael isn't sure how long he's been in the cage, time is meaningless to him. But as his sanity slips further and further away, resentment to his father sets in. And once Lucifer takes Sam and Jack away a desperate Dean is more than willing to let what should've happened years ago, to happen now."

Of All The Burdens I Must Bear... by Jadeys_World

Summary:

"Chuck constructs the perfect punishment for Sam after the events of Moriah. Lucifer is given a new life to make amends for the burden his father placed on him when they defeated The Darkness. Sam is adrift and alone in his new life, left to find a new strength to cope without his new reality as the enemy."

At What Cost by Jadeys_World

Summary:

"Mary is gone, taken beyond any Winchester deal or pleading, but there's one option left to them. They can get her back, but it will come at a price, a price that might be too much for Dean to pay. A story of family, betrayal and the things you will do for the people you love."

Burned Away by AnotherWriterWhoWrites

Summary:

"In which Sam is the one with Jack at S14E17 Game Night and as a result, a different person dies."

Testing by AnotherWriterWhoWrites

Summary:

"Mary takes a pregnancy test. Post Episode 13 Lebanon."

Peace When You're Done by kittenofdoomage

Summary:

"Dean puts himself in the box in S14 when there’s no other way to defeat Michael. Canon divergent from the end of “Ouroboros”."

Dean in the Box by Secretwrittenword

Summary:

"The box came to a rest on the deepest floor of the ocean. The pressure pushing down on it caused the structure to creak and groan... Set in Season 14, with no other option, Dean seals himself into the Malák box and sinks to the furtherest depths of the ocean. Once there he has nothing but time to kill and an Archangel to annoy."

Dog Dean Afternoon by Secretwrittenword

Summary:

"Sam and Cas go on a hunt leaving Dean and Jack alone in the bunker to recuperate. After going for a walk Jack finds something that just might be the key to help Dean recover from his ordeal with Michael."

Escape of the Archangel by themodernteen

Summary:

"Adaptation of the 14x14 episode "Ouroboros" when Dean is unconscious after getting his head slammed into the wall by the demigod. My own interpretation of the episode, what goes through Dean's mind in his internal battle against Michael, and a worried Sam and Castiel watching him endure it."

Nemesis of the Mind by TiTivillus

Summary:

"In an attempt to save Dean from Michael, Sam delves into Dean's mind. Things don't go as expected."

Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap by TiTivillus

Summary:

"Dean is back… or is he? Coda to 14x02 "Gods and Monsters".

Consequences by Jadeys_World

Summary:

"Season 14 AU. Sam is determined to free Dean from Michael and turns to Rowena and the Book of the Damned for help. She finds a spell that will work, but, of course, there will be consequences, and this time, Sam will be paying the ultimate price unless Dean can find a way to save him in return."

Consequences by Blondie2000

Summary:

"For some reason, Lisa found herself drawn to him. She reaches out and places her hand on his cheek. As soon as she touched him, she felt a jolt of electricity go through her. The touch it felt so familiar. The buzz it gave her felt familiar."

"Dean." She repeated his name. "Dean."

Black by Blondie2000

Summary:

"AU of Game Night. Jack wanted Mary to leave him alone. He gets what he wants and accidentally sends Mary to a place where no humans go. Now with Mary gone Jack has to get her back before the Winchesters and Castiel find out and Mary has to survive the dark forces that lurk in the Empty."

Snow Day by Blondie2000

Summary:

"Jack experiences his first ever snow day."

One Time Deal by Blondie2000

Summary:

"Sam and Jack have been kidnapped by Lucifer. Time is running out. What if Dean never said yes to Alternative Michael but instead says yes to our Michael. It is a risky deal but Dean will do whatever it takes to rescue his family and beat the devil once and for all."

The French Mistake 2: An Archangel Nightmare by Blondie2000

Summary:

Dean is gone, Michael has retaken control, and his army is outside, ready to come in and tear everyone apart. With no way out, Sam seeks out help that causes everyone to be sent to a world where their lives are a T.V show and they are actors. Not only do they have this world to worry about, but they still have Michael riding around in Dean's body on the set. Can TFW 2.0 get back home?

The Road to Hell by Blondie2000

Summary:

"The Winchesters find a way to save Dean from Michael. This results in Michael becoming the thing that he grew to hate. He ends up going on the road to Hell. Will he make it to the end? Read and find out."

Who is a Wee Cutie Pie? by Blondie2000

Summary:

"To stop Michael, Rowena puts an adorable curse on him. Set Season 14 Episode 14. AU where Michael never possessed Rowena but stays in Dean instead."

We are One by Blondie2000

Summary:

"Dean confronts Michael. It leads to unexpected results."

#fanfiction #fanfic #supernatural #supernatural fanfiction #angst #dean winchester #sam winchester #castiel #jack kline #au michael #michael!dean #season 14 #anael spn #sister jo #mary winchester #nick spn #fic rec #reader

[beefrobeefcal]

Friendos, it is time for the first installment of...

Theywhowriteandknowthings aka Knowy

@theywhowriteandknowthings was one of the first e-friendos I made on this site and has been a champion for me while I found my groove in my fic writing shoes. They were one of my first beta'ers for my works and offered super insightful & valuable input as well as their friendship. Their writing inspires me to keep pushing myself outside of the box and their encouragement makes it easy to do so!

Thank you, Knowy!

I-will-not-ask-you-where-you-came-from regards,

Beefro 👌🥩💜

Here's my Top 5 of @theywhowriteandknowthings work:

First Time's the Charm - Javi Gutierrez

This is the first fic I read of Knowy's and It came at me right before the Birth of Beefro. I was still loitering under my original tumblr account at the time and I wasn't even remotely looking at writing. But this fic led me into a deep dive into the Peepaw FF world and I never looked back - I have a massive soft spot for this fic, as well as it is very saucy!

Rendezvous in Reno - Dieter Bravo

NOW THIS IS WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT. I have read this fic many a time and I enjoy it more and more each time [I got to beta it and MY FUCK! i felt truly blessed and highly favoured]. Jus everything - the reader is an erotica writer and Dieter is a fan, his fabulous underwear, his dirty mouth, and his ego... MY GOD HIS EGO! This one is fun and should NOT be read while you sit in the same room as your in-laws FYI.

Creep - CreepyNeighbour!Joel Miller

This right here is a work of art. I got to beta this work again and I was a naughty pigeon and did it at work. LET ME TELL Y'ALL - I WAS LEFT UNABLE TO PERFORM MY DUTIES AS REQUIRED AFTER READING THIS. I should have taken the rest of the day to lay down and think on my sins because GOD DAMN. 10 out of 10 beefs for Creep. 🥩🥩🥩🥩🥩🥩🥩🥩🥩🥩

The Princess & The Duke - StepDad!Dave York

Okay, okay, okay... this is the oom papa mow mow of Dave York is your stepdad fics and I will fight anyone who opposes it. I love this series and the way Knowy has written Dave THE WAY HE DESERVED TO BEGIN WITH. I love the gentle badass he is in this and I hope reader's mom chokes on a carrot as she gives a 'Deep Throating 101' class at the local community collage.

SNAFU - Shifter!Frankie Morales

And my fav (even though I'm not ranking)! The one that started it all. This fic is not how I found them, but it is what made me want to get to know them and pick their delicious brain. It's a Frankie Fiend's wet dream and I had no idea how enraptured I could be with a Shifter Universe! I screamed into my pillow like a teenager and kicked my legs gleefully thinking about how Frankie shared his chicken wings with IQ. I will die on the hill that is marked: KNOWY'S SNAFU IS BEST USE OF SHIFTER AU This is an ongoing series and whether we get a new chapter soon or not, we will always have Bear!Pope memes. 🐻💜

HONORABLE MENTIONS:

Murder Daddy Kinktober 2023 - Sex Pollen/Pheromones Joel Miller x afab!Reader

Any & All Knowy's Miguel O'Hara fics Miguel O'Hara x afab!Reader

Whole Frankie Morales x afab!Reader x Santiago Garcia

Shore Leave Frankie Morales x afab!Reader x Santiago Garcia

Taungsdays, Am I Right? Din Djarin x afab!Reader

Hazy Days Din Djarin x afab!Reader

Breaking the Rules DBF!Joel Miller x afab!Reader

#friend of beefro fic rec #theywhowriteandknowthings #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal tummy #pedro pascal fanfiction #rec a fic festival 2023 #beefro is blessed #🥩

[julemmaes]

“"can i have one more hug?" "aw, babe you don't have to ask, c'mere...”

For feysand?

And yes I will send a million of these don’t test me.

Love your work!!!!!

This was actually so cute, I hardly ever write Feysand so I forget how easily they come to me, but I love their ff versions.

No warnings, this is straight up fluff. I didn't reread so there might be typos and mistakes, be patient with me. Enjoy!:)

Word count: ~2k

Feyre stretched out like a cat on the side of the pool. Her back arched while she yawned and her shoulders dug in the hard stone floor, scratching her skin, but she didn't mind the subtle pain that came with it. 

Her son's giggles were filling the otherwise silent space and she turned on her side, with her arm bent under her head, just in time to see the toddler dive underwater. Azriel was standing right next to him with his hands hovering above the surface in case Nyx needed help coming up for air, but the kid was a pro at swimming. 

Not that that made his uncle not torture himself with worry. Azriel was probably gonna pass out any minute, if he didn't stop holding his breath whenever Nyx went in. 

When the baby swam up to her, all smiley and spluttering, Feyre reached out a hand that Nyx promptly took, gripping it so hard his knuckles became white. 

"Hi, mommy!" He shrieked, somewhat out of breath. 

Feyre chuckled and scooted closer to the edge, wrapping an arm around his waist to pull him out on dry land. He launched himself at her, immediately putting his arms around her neck and sitting on her stomach, making her gasp.

Azriel's soft smile before he swam away was one of reasons why Feyre never doubted her friend's love for Nyx. 

She heaved out a laugh when her son kneed her in the ribs in his excitement, hugging her tighter. 

"Are you having fun?" She asked, smoothing a hand down his back and parting from him just enough to look him in the eyes.

Nyx nodded frantically, popping his goggles off his face, "I'm a mermaid." 

"Oh, absolutely. Yepyep," she nodded, inciting him to continue.

"And uncle Azriel made me do the– he made me go under his legs." Nyx was still catching his breath, stuttering his words. Feyre touched the skin around his eyes, trying to soothe the red lines caused by the goggles. 

Before she could ask him more, Nyx was up again, his short legs struggling to straighten around her hips. Then, with a swift kick to her stomach, he jumped back into the pool, only coming up one second before he was diving down towards his aunts, who were peacefully sunbathing on their inflatable mattresses.

Feyre shook her head and massaged her sore side after all those attacks and decided it was time to get up, check what her husband and friends were up to.

Now that she thought about it, she hadn't seen Rhys, Cass and Lucien in a tad too long. 

Making sure one last time that her son was safe with adults checking on him, she tiptoed her way to their summer estate. She'd just stepped inside when Nesta's loud shriek reached her ears. 

Glancing back, she saw her standing in the water, drenched from head to toe, her mattress flipped upside down while she glared daggers into Azriel's face. Nyx was perched on his uncle's side, laughing his heart out at the expense of her sister's peace. Feyre shook her head and walked in, dripping water everywhere.

The house was unnaturally silent and she knew the three men she was hunting down couldn't keep quiet for the love of their life, so there was only one room where they could possibly be hiding. And if Feyre was right, they were gonna get in trouble. 

She walked down the stairs that led to their basement and the muffled screams and shouts coming from inside made her roll her eyes. 

She opened the door, taking a total of three steps before Cassian jumped up from his spot on the couch, fisting the air as whatever team they were rooting for scored a goal.

Lucien sipped his beer, nodding excitedly, "Fuck yes." 

Feyre crossed her arms and as loudly as she could she cleared her throat, a reprimanding expression on her face. 

Cassian swirled on his feet, screaming in fright. He brought a hand to his chest, "Jesus fuck, Feyfey. You can't just sprung up on us like that." 

"Oh yes. Yes, I can when my husband and brothers-in-law decide to sneak away during a pool party to do the one thing their wives asked them not to." 

She pinned her husband with her glare, but Rhys was already grinning at her, his eyes sparkling with the thrill of having been caught.

"Hello, Feyre darling," he said smoothly, extending a hand over the back of the couch. Her body reacted before she could remember that she was supposed to be angry at him.

She sidestepped the couch and sat on the armrest, her hand going straight to the back of Rhys' neck. His arm snaked around her hips and he sighed as she fell on the cushions and nestled against his side. 

"Who's playing?" She asked quietly. 

Rhysand was brushing his nose along her arm, leaving kisses on her shoulders on the way up. Goosebumps rose on her skin when his lips brushed her collarbone, "Velaris against Adriata." 

She eyed the score on the top corner. 3-0 for their home team. And they only had five minutes left before the game ended.

Feyre relaxed then, placing her head on Rhysand's chest when he leaned back and put his arm around her shoulders. His fingers started lazily tracing the lines of her tattoos and she closed her eyes. She could wait five minutes before scolding them. 

"Did, uhm…" Lucien sounded genuinely scary as he tried to speak. Feyre looked his way, one eyebrow arched in question. Her oldest friend scratched his chin, "Elain. Did she notice I was gone?" 

Cassian snorted, glancing his way for one second before going back to the screen. "You're scared of our flower girl?" 

Lucien stared at his back, "You would be too if you knew what she's capable of."

"She didn't notice, don't worry," she said, amused by his fear. And then, since she was getting increasingly bored, "But Nesta," she tisked, and Cassian's head snapped her direction. "I heard Nesta was looking for you, big guy. You're gonna be grounded for a looong time."

She had never seen a grown up man with Cassian's proportions move that fast in her entire life. The quickness in which he disappeared upstairs shocked everyone into silence and then Lucien chuckled.

"You're scared of our flower girl?" He mocked Cassian's previous words, moving his head like one of those car dolls. Then he got up, turned off the tv and told them he would go and check on the bbq. Within five seconds they were alone. 

Rhysand didn't seem bothered by Lucien turning off the game and Feyre knew he'd never been that big of a football fan anyway, which only prompted her annoyance more.

"Why were you here?" She asked, turning slightly so that she was facing him. She propped her feet on the couch, sliding them under his muscular thigh. One of his hands wrapped around her ankle and he started massaging her leg. "I asked you one thing, you could have at least respected that." 

He breathed through his nostrils, grimacing, "I know, I'm sorry." 

Feyre poked him on the side, making him wince. She pressed her forehead to his chest and he ran a hand down her hair, stopping to cup the nape of her neck. 

"Still, your son is swimming like an Olympian and you're hiding in your basement with your friends," she pushed, her voice muffled as she cuddled deeper and deeper into her husband's body. "I'm sure he would love to show you his new moves." She joked, shimming her shoulders, trying not to sound too disappointed.

"Cassian needed to talk to us about something," Rhys explained, leaning forward and leaving a kiss on her cheek. That piqued our attention, but before she could ask, he disentangled himself from their little nest and got up and walked to the fridge, leaving her gaping on the couch. "And nop, I'm not allowed to tell you. It's classified." 

He popped open a bottle of cherry cola and stared at her still sitting, now pouting at him.

She knew it probably sounded childish, but she missed him already. She wanted his hands on her again. 

Rhys smiled, his eyes softening, "What is it?" 

"Can I have one more hug?" Feyre whispered. 

His shoulders sagged, his entire demeanor changing as he walked to her. His hand went to her jaw, tilting her head back and he leaned down to kiss her softly. 

"Baby," he whispered on her lips, taking her hand in his, "you don't have to ask. C'mere." 

Feyre reluctantly stood up and when he wrapped his arms around her, she let go of a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. 

Rhysand was massaging her back, his hand slowly going up and down between her shoulder blades in a shooting motion. Her arms went around his waist and she pressed her cheek to his chest, right where his heart was beating calmly. 

He moved and one of his hands clutched the back of her head, pushing her impossibly closer to him. She tightened her hold on him, closing her eyes to soak in every second of it and he chuckled, the sound a little broken.

"Thank you," he murmured in her hair, leaving a kiss on her forehead. 

"What for?" Feyre asked in his naked chest. 

Rhysand shifted, bringing her head back and locking their eyes together. His were bursting with emotion when he shrugged and said, "I just love you so much." 

She huffed, feeling tears pick at her eyes. She pushed away from him, grimacing, and he laughed.

"Stop being so..  you, you're gonna make me cry." 

"Don't go. Come back," he was grinning, holding her wrist. Feyre shook her head. "I love you." 

She let her head roll to the side, glaring at him from under her lashes. His smile was blinding. 

It was a second before he pulled her in again and smashed their lips together. She was rigid in his arms, surprised by that sudden movement, but as his mouth sang her favorite melody, she melted in his embrace. 

Her lips parted to welcome him in and he groaned when their tongues met. Her hands snaked up his chest, tangling in his hair as she pushed him down to touch her. Her breasts squeezed between them and when one of his hands traveled down her waist, to hook under her thigh, she shivered in pleasure.

Rhys tore away from her, keeping his hand on her shoulders and breathing hard. His eyes were fixed on her parted lips and he shook his head. 

"We can't. Not here, not now," he breathed out. 

Feyre was finding it hard not to reach out and just say fuck it, but Emerie's voice sounded from upstair and she moaned, letting her head fall back. 

"I hate our family," she complained.

He chuckled, making her turn and pushing her towards the stairs. "No. No, you don't."

She sighed, "I don't." 

"I promise I'll make it up to you tonight." 

And it was the utter dominance and lust dripping from his voice that made her willingly wiggle her ass in his face. When his hand slapped her right cheek hard, she gasped, running up faster than she ever did, hopingprayingbegging that he would keep his promise and more.

#feysand #feyre archeron #rhysand #side nessian #side elucien #azriel #cassian #lucien vanserra #nesta archeron #nyx archeron #fluff #acotar fic #acotar

[kotamagic]

Lore Olympus this week unveils not only where Persephone has been all day, but how there's now a baby Dionysos.

Given how wonky Greek mythology is, between people and gods turning into different things and why things are the way they are in the world, Zeus giving birth from his leg?

Pfft, please. That's just a Tuesday on Olympus.

True as it may be that mortals are fragile and, yeah, mortal, I'm calling bullshit on part of this.

In the original myth, Hera knew about Semele being pregnant. The Queen of the gods disguised herself as an old woman and convinced her dumbass husband to appear before Semele in his true form. Since mortals aren't meant to see that, Semele pretty much EVAPORATED on the spot.

If we recall, Zeus isn't the most honest god on Olympus. FFS, more like the LEAST honest. Remember that bullshit he fed Demeter about Hera marrying him being Hades' idea? Forever reigns the lies and bullshit....

Speaking of Semele, she looks lovely here. Pity we didn't get to see much more of her.

Appreciate the pottery-style art here. Those stitches make his leg look like a football, though.

Which also leads me to another point -- besides the stitches, what other proof was there of pregnancy? Real world women get round and swollen during pregnancy. I didn't see Zeus walking around with a fat thigh. Did you?

For all of these legitimate, important questions, all of Zeus' answers come back to "I don't want Hera to find out."

Asclepius should already have been aware since, you know, HE SEWED THE KID TO ZEUS' THIGH. Besides a threat from Zeus, what else was there to stop him leaking the secret to anyone?

Apollo was just a bad idea all around. He already tried to marry and SA'd Persephone to get at her fertility goddesses powers. Zeus is onto him, so getting him involved is a big, fat NO.

Eileithyia might have ratted Zeus out anyway. Unless I'm mistaken, she HAS to be present for a birth to occur. Her being the goddess of childbirth means she WAS present in some way for this. Before Artemis & Apollo were born, she was actively delayed and prevented from going to Leto.

Or was that another childbirth goddess that I forgot the name of?

Persephone seeing the similarity between Dionysos and baby Hades likely triggered her. She literally jumped from the dream dive to this, so what she saw is still very fresh in her mind.

Also, baby Hades in the last pic, despite looking anxious, is CUTE!

Zeus.... that face.... I fucking CAN'T!

(He deserves all the pain he's about to go through.)

Typical Zeus, dumping off his demigod progeny with someone else to be THEIR problem instead of his.

Refresh my memory--- is that the same place/nymphs that raised Zeus after his mom fed Chronos a rock? If so, I guess I can see why that'd be his plan, but that's still a shitty thing to do!

...aaaannndddd Persephone goes into "Fuck you, he's my kid now!" mode.

Going back to what I wrote about the previous episode, if Persephone & Hades do adopt him, it might be Rachel's way of making the Dionysos/Zageus link stronger. Also, consider that Dionysos was "born" in the Underworld, and the goddess of childbirth was not present. That could be part of the stillborn origin of Dionysos/Zagreus.

Anyways, thanks for coming to my LO post!

#lore olympus #lo zeus #lo persephone #lo Dionysos #lo Semele

[cyb-by-lang]

I completely forgot to ask!

With how much Kei suffered when coming to Gotham with all the smells etc. how is Kakashi handling it? Is the mask built in with seals? Honestly I thought he’d be the first to complain or feel overwhelmed.

Also also, I know Kei is stressed about which comic book run she’s in, did she actually have a favorite character? I always wonder about this a bit, eg, going to One Piece world would be terrifying, but also I’d probably be a bit starstruck at meeting the Straw Hats. Any moment like that for Kei? At meeting BATMAN or any of these cool characters?

After wearing a mask for three years, I'd say that the model Kakashi is using now helps cut even the city's terrible scent input by a fair margin. He did know Gotham was a city, after all. That said, he does still notice the problem. It's why Batman was able to get so close without being kicked off the roof.

The main continuity that Kei actually remembers "well" (inasmuch as it qualifies) is the Justice League cartoon from 2000. DCAU, where there were only ever two Robins and both were effectively banned from the universe by DC policies against having more than one show featuring a given character (since it was running concurrently with the 2002 Teen Titans cartoon). This story is very clearly not that, so it doesn't help. Even if it did, that version of Bruce Wayne sorta...gets more >:| the more you think about the implications.

All she's got left is wiki dives, clips of the Under the Red Hood film, and memes. So, so many memes.

Remember that old joke about death in comic books that goes, "No one stays dead in comics except Uncle Ben, Bucky Barnes, and Jason Todd?" Kei knew that was 2/3rds bogus by the time she transmigrated, since there were jokes countering it and also Captain America and the Winter Soldier was coming out that same year. Not that she'd even once read a comic involving any of them.

Kei's also generally not interested in celebrities? Whenever she runs into a continuity she actually knows, she usually just gets extremely worried. In a "oh, shit, the high-end threats in this place are things I can't handle" kind of way. Or in an introvert's classic, "I DO NOT WISH TO BE PERCEIVED" manner. Even meeting Obito--who was eight at the time--was a moment of pure "oh fuck no." Hayate was like that too, but he was a baby and then Kei got attached and here we are.

Some rando who commented on Ocean Stars Falling ages ago called Kei an ignoramus for not knowing who Ace was immediately after entering One Piece. And I just sat there, thinking, "You do not have the slightest idea how much your bias is coloring your idea of what media a given human being in our modern society might be even passingly familiar with." I didn't know who Ace was before the pirate collaboration idea with @ffs-abalisk came up.

And if Kei did know who the hell Ace was at the time she met him, that would've probably inspired her to get it the fuck out of there immediately.

#a ninja's guide to gotham #ocean stars falling #catch your breath fanfic #asks #anonymous #keisuke gekko #portgas d. ace

[esther-dot]

I'm almost certain of at least one thing. They won't villainize or take Sansa's crown away from her. If anything, HotD has demonstrated one thing. Hbo/the writers are too afraid of being called misogynists, and despite everything they did with Sansa's storyline in got, they did present her coronation as a triumphant moment. So while I do believe they may play with certain tropes I dislike (Sansa being annoying blah blah blah), I doubt they would ever take her power away from her for the sake of a man, even if that man is Jon Snow. No doubt they would still mess up with a lot of other things tho lol

“I doubt they would ever take her power away from her for the sake of a man, even if that man is Jon Snow”

I agree that they wouldn’t take her crown away, but in s8 they tried to act like Sansa breaking her promise to keep Jon’s parentage a secret was unforgivable while a little mass murder by Dany was bad but... understandable? As in, they never allowed Sansa to explain her actions, they never tried to get the audience to sympathize, but they spent all season trying to paint the woman who came to Westeros specifically to wage war as a victim. Missandei’s death was inserted for the sole purpose of getting people to side with Dany, but they couldn’t grant Sansa a decent length convo to explain any of her reasonable, correct, fears and choices.

They sacrificed Jon on the Dany altar as well, so it’s easy to think this is only a Dany centric issue, not misogynistic thing, but there was no indication that Jon had made a mistake, we didn’t get a good, solid critique of Jon’s choices, and that’s why, for someone like me, the sequel fills me with fear. The sequel wouldn’t be Dany-centric, it would be Jon-centric, and unless set entirely beyond the Wall, Jon would very likely end up in some sort of conflict with Sansa. On the one hand, I love! Their arguments are great tv! On the other, it’s only good if Sansa’s concerns and her side of the issue is given the same weight as Jon’s, and I sincerely doubt they would be.

So, no, I don’t worry they’d take her crown, but I do worry that if it is picking up relatively soon-ish after the end of GoT, they’d focus on Jon’s resentment that Sansa broke her promise and not allow her to point out that he lied to the North about why he bent the knee and that he ignored her warnings and led their men into a massacre. That he broke trust with her before she did with him. I think it would be amazing to dive into their mutual grievances, but there’s like, a 2% chance of that happening unless there’s a jonsa on the writing team. 😂 As you can imagine, I therefore think any new challenges, (grievances the FF have against the Northerners that Jon may take up with Sansa, perhaps?) would present Jon as the self-sacrificing good guy without doing justice to Sansa’s stance.

It isn’t that I need show Jon or Kit to feel one way or another about Sansa, it’s that Sansa was the most coherent character in the later seasons, she had the best ending, not because she ended up in power, but because it fit with the beginning of the story and her arc rather than feeling slapped on/contradictory. Any interactions she might have with Jon in a sequel have the potential to be played the same way her disagreements with Jon in GoT were. She is ultimately correct but the narrative never presents her with the sympathy it does Jon, and that, even if they don’t strip her of a title, undermines her ending (for me).

I also have to say, I love Jon and Sansa as individual characters. My love for them isn’t contingent on a ship. Despite Jon’s failures on s7-8, I still love him, I would still like to see him heal and be happy. I do not like the dismissal of his trauma simply because he is a man. However, the choice to make Jon KitN in s6 and Sansa QitN in s8 means that we are in a pickle. Jon having kids was referenced enough in s7 that some fans still believe Dany was pregnant. Even after they were done teasing Targ restoration, in s8 we have that scene of Jon finding out Gilly is preggers, so again, the idea of Jon having kids was put into the scripts/Kit’s mind. He wants that for Jon. I assume that getting Jon’s happy ending is what this sequel series is about. But, Jon can’t have kids without it being a threat to Sansa unless they are Sansa’s kids too. Even if the show takes place beyond the Wall and his love interest is a FF woman, his children are a threat to Sansa and her kids. I don’t know that they care about that though. The politics became such a joke in the end of GoT, I don’t feel sure that they’d focus on realities beyond Jon’s feelings. Even as a Jonsa, I don’t hate the possibility of Jon finding happiness with a different women (theoretically) because I care about him. What I do hate as a Sansa fan, is that there’s no guarantee they care about or respect her (and her ending) enough to protect it.

Also, I didn’t watch HOTD, but from what I’ve gleaned, the fear of appearing sexist hasn’t kept HBO / the writers from still delivering pretty sexist content. It sounds like they don’t want their female characters to intentionally be evil, but they still don’t mind fridging them or having them be sexually harassed/ abused. IMO, that’s trying to protect themselves, not showing any deeper understanding or care for their female characters. And if anything, it looks to me that they’re more dedicated than ever to whitewashing Targaryens which is a major problem.

Anyway, my disinterest in the sequel doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy other people’s excitement for it and I will continue to engage with/support that, but I don’t trust HBO. It would be lovely to have a great sequel that rights some GoT wrongs, but I don’t think there was a sea change. Kit and Co. could surprise me tho!

#dot chat #jonsa #anti daenerys #jon show #< tag to filter