#I don’t think there’s gonna be an actual factory in the book but I like old school chimneys

[miloformula123fan]

Could you do fic for James Vowles with wife author!reader? ( He's at Williams ) He always goes to her events even though he's busy but he still makes time just to support her. And vice versa. Just something fluff and cute. Thanks!! :))

this is definitely not amazing, but im secretly quite happy with it

(also updates are gonna slow the fuck down because i have assessments and exams this term yay /s)

Please keep requesting - y'all have awesome ideas we agree on a lot of stuff :) - my guidelines are here, and if you want some prompts, they are here.

also feel free to come in and start chatting to me in my asks, would love to get to know y'all better

and if you want to be added to my taglist lmk :)

james vowles x wife!author!reader

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book talk:

Y/N watched as a teenage girl walked up to the microphone. She clearly looked nervous, as had many other people coming up, but Y/N tried to make her feel as at ease as possible.

“Um…hey Y/N, my name is Elodie, and I just wanted to say how much I love your writing…” - Elodie

James quietly shut the door, once Logan and Alex were through, and didn’t try and push through the crowded room, they instead settled for a spot near the back where they could still see Y/N. They were sure that if people recognised them, they would be shunted towards the front or ushered backstage. They didn’t want that, they just wanted to stay inconspicuous at the back.

“Aww thank you Elodie, what was your question?” Y/N smiled reassuringly

“Um…well, for your book, ‘a sweet sting of salt’, I was just wondering if you had any inspiration for the character Tobias. While he isn’t the best character in the story, you said he was one of your favourite characters to write, and I was just wondering why?” Eloise asked

“Oh, that is a good question, thank you Elodie. Um… while the actions are obviously not based on him, a lot of Tobias’ so-called ‘good’ elements are actually based on my husband. So…okay I’m gonna hope that everyone has read the book, so I don’t spoil it,” she smiled “Um, so for those of you who are unaware, my husband is James Vowles, and he is the Team Principal of Williams, which is a motorsport for those who are very out of the loop. So I guess the main words I would use to describe both Tobias and James, other than loving because Tobias is definitely not, are logical, quiet, grounded, organised and productive.”

James smiles, watching his wife talk about something she was so passionate about.

“So for example, for logical qualities for Tobias and James in chapter 10, Tobias uses deductive reasoning, which I would like to say is James’ strong suit, however he sometimes misuses it, like deducing who ate the chocolate, the wife or the dog. Tobias uses it for more evil, using it for working out how to do the things he does. Maybe they are more evil and similar and similar.” Y/N pondered, garnering a small laugh from the audience

James stopped smiling, as he listened to his wife compare him to a literal murderer in her book. Logan and Alex were standing next to him, trying to avoid their laughs.

“Then for quiet, in chapter 16, James likes sneaking around and scaring the shit out of me when he gets back from the factory and from races to scare the shit out of me, and Tobias uses it for murder. Huh, maybe these 2 characters are closer together than I thought.” Y/N pondered, laughing as she saw her husband’s face

“Darling, I’m not a thief and a murderer. I honestly don’t know why you based Tobias off of me.” James tried to mediate.

However it was enough for Alex and Logan to burst out laughing, joining in with the rest of the crowd, who had discovered that James was there and found it very funny.

“I’m just saying you share similar qualities, more than I initially insisted. Are you sure you didn’t secretly murder someone?” Y/N tilted her head, as if genuinely thinking about the question

“Darling…” James tried to plead again

“ANYWAY - Then for grounded, in chapter 18…” - Y/N, moved on, continuing with her ideas.

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garage:

“And during this safety car period, Alex, our camera man has gone for a wander and he has gone down to the Williams garage, and while we’re normally looking at the team principal or other important people, we have instead zoomed in on Y/N Vowles. Now for those who don’t know, she is a writer, and she seems pretty hard at work at this book on her laptop. Now that will be good news for anyone who reads her books, including me, she writes very good books, available at all the awesome book stores, and no she hasn’t paid us for that, we just think her books are amazing. Oh and she waved at us. Hi Y/N!” - Jolyon said from the commentary box

James smiled at the sight of Y/N on his screen. While this weekend had been very stressful, it was very nice having his wife be there for him in the garage and then back at the hotel rooms, even after all the late meetings. He watched as she smiled and waved at the screen, and he was unable to resist the temptation as he smiled at the picture and waved back, earning another laugh from the commentators.

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book talk part 2:

“Sorry Y/N, my name is Leo, this is a bit of a personal question…” a teenage boy asked

“...as long as it’s not when I’m having a baby, or where I live, it should be okay, hit me!”  Y/N tried to put him at ease.

“Your schedule for this book tour is a little all over the place, if you don’t mind me saying, it was basically like the first 2 months of the year, and now there’s just kinda weeks off or even months off, and I was just wondering if there was any sense to the schedule.” Leo shuffled awkwardly, unsure of how she would react to the question.

“Ah, well there actually is. First off, I cannot tour every week of the year, because I think I would just simply die. But the reason I picked those weeks off is because if my husband again. Are you guys sensing a pattern here? I love James, and I really want to support him at all the f1 races. So those are the weeks I took off, basically. And second, Baby Vowles is due in 6 months, thanks guys!” Y/N laughed as she put down the microphone and walked off stage, laughing as the cheers from the crowd grew louder.

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[archipithecus]

Friends at the Table is a podcast focused on critical worldbuilding, smart characterization, fun interaction between good friends, and asking "what if X was Y? what if W could do Z?"

anyways here's a non-comprehensive selection of some times FatT asked good hypotheticals

(spoilers for Autumn in Heiron, Marielda, Winter in Heiron, COUNTER/Weight, Twilight Mirage, Sangfielle, and some Bluff City i think) (i know Spring, Partizan, and Palisade must also have good "what if X was Y?" but i'm still catching up) (this got way long so i'm putting it behind a readmore) (shoutout to Search at the Table at https://curiosity.cat-girl.gay/ for letting me do this) (also to Transcripts at the Table for writing this all down in the first place)

KEITH: What if I was a snow...hawk… ART: What if you're like, a Dr. Seuss animal? KEITH: Yeah! What if I was a star-bellied sneetch?

KEITH: (laughing) What if the bird was a can opener!

AUSTIN (as Zaktrak): It's like, what if a, what if a factory or train or a windmill could read a book?

AUSTIN (CONT.): And then he, he looks up, he actually has like a very… his build is kind of like, angular and… not thin in terms of like, weak? But he has a sort of… androgynous character about him, in terms of his like, what you would think of as like his body structure. And… very beautiful blue eyes. He’s sort of like, what if David Bowie was super black.

AUSTIN: And that's kind of like, the picture you get of her, is like, What if Fero was like, 30% less hyperactive? Still way more hyperactive than everybody else in-- the world? (laughter) but like, just a little more in tune, with the world.

AUSTIN: What if fire was matte?

ART: What if a—what if a 90s after school special needed some graffiti

AUSTIN: Yeah. He asks you, um... watching what unfolds, and there's, there's, it's--and this is the fuckin' nerdiest thing I'm ever gonna say; it's like what if A-ha's Take On Me was an AMV? Was an anime music video?

AUSTIN: Ali’s character, how did she describe her character, “what if Han Solo used to be Beyonce?”

AUSTIN: It’s like, what if the American government was just another American company?

AUSTIN: It’s like what if holograms did gifs, basically?

ART: You how like Han Solo’s always talking to the Millenium Falcon, but what if the Millenium Falcon-- AUSTIN: Could talk back? ART: Had a chance of, yeah, of deciding he was angry.

SYLVIA: For example. Like just p - yeah, what if they have psychic assassins there. Oh! What if this planet’s an alien? What if this planet is a psychic assassin? Which is a great sentence I just said.

AUSTIN: Yeah, I should note that this is also like "What if the Super Bowl was attended by high fashion models?", right?

AUSTIN: We don’t get a lot of elderly non-binary people. And so Saint Auger is like, what if someone you knew from Portland was 82?

AUSTIN: It’s almost like, what if a crown could be a dunce cap?

AUSTIN: It's like- what if there was a really enterprising twelve year old, who like, [laughs] made a physiology- uh, person- a physiology like, model, but with dirt and rocks and sticks. Also there's no face, the face is also just one of this solid black rock plates.

AUSTIN: And again, there’s just light streaming in through—I think this room is mostly, like, does not have a huge window, but it does have little eyelet windows at the top of the, towards the ceiling, that run horizontally along the room, and just like, bright—it’s almost like, what if colour could be shadow? Do you know what I mean? Like, what if instead of it being that a shadow crosses your face, it is this prismatic glow that moves across the group of you as this thing crawls around this space station.

AUSTIN: It’s like white and blue, there are stars, it- you know, I think that the- it’s, it looks like the way you might imagine like, what if the UN had spaceships?

AUSTIN: What if you mixed your- your selfhood, with the notion of wings. Or the notion of flight. Not just flying. That’s where we’re going.

AUSTIN: This giant battleship that’s like ‘what if a millipede instead of legs had guns and what if it was all around it’?

AUSTIN: This thing is like the size of like a major city. This thing is like, what if Manhattan was a battleship. And instead of buildings it had guns. Except now they’re made of weird black glass.

AUSTIN: The first time he showed up I described him as what if Canderous Ordo decided to have a robot body one day? And slowly began to replace it.

AUSTIN: There’s a little— Yes, it’s like what if a cow— what if Christian Slater was playing a cowboy from New Jersey, and also was Canderous Ordo. And also he eats through his hands.

AUSTIN: There is just this like… I think it’s just metal unfolding across space. Like, at some point Volition just kind of spat out a, a, almost, it looks like a cloud of ink but instead of ink, it’s metal. And it’s just unfolding indefinitely in space like a huge— like what if Akira, what if at the end of Akira when Tetsuo turns into a weird flesh monster? It was that but various types of metal, just like bubbling all over the place throughout space, and I don’t know how you deal with that! But suddenly in the middle of the Mirage there is just this, this ink splatter, this, this gaseous, you know, spread of metal.

AUSTIN: And it’s like — again, it’s like a pistol — it’s like what if a pistol was also like a curved sword, like almost like a scimitar or something?

JANINE: What if we do a live show, but the only live show we ever do is at Bakucon?

ART: Um, let me tell you, this is a nice coat, you guys. Um, I think it’s sort of like what if… What if a leather duster jacket was like an ephemeral idea.

AUSTIN: It’s like … I think the way I described it was, what if there was a Companion Cube that could have its corners pulled apart and in the middle is a weird glowing sphere?

AUSTIN: He has this dope, like, “What if the Millenium Falcon was a deep V?” Instead of just that little bit at the top, it goes really deep down. Or like, “What if Pacman was really long?” You know what I mean?

AUSTIN: Okay. You find him like, rolled under the bottom of his, uhh, or like on a, it’s not rolled under, he’s on like a little, like cart that has a pneumatic lift, or it’s like, it’s like a, it’s like a robot that walks around. It has like- it’s like a Boston Dynamics- like what if a Boston Dynamics, like four-legged robot was also a thing you laid on top of? Like one of those carts that goes underneath a car, to repair it. You know what I’m talking about?

AUSTIN (as Morning’s Observation): [exhales thoughtfully] Like what if milk was a solid.

AUSTIN: But it still has that ribbony-quality? [chuckles] It still has the sound of fabric rubbing on fabric? But is definitely amplified a great deal, probably? And also, we know it’s sharp, so there’s probably some… sharpness to it? You know… there’s probably, like… what if a ribbon could be a sword you pull out of a sheath?

AUSTIN: And also, Saint Sommer is a big lion man. Saint Sommer is, like… Skein. And is a big… a big… like, a big lion man. Not like Lion-o from Thundercats. Like… what if Scar could… had a big human body? Was, like… What if Scar was cut?

KEITH: And it sort of like, snap! Like, that, it's like… when we were talking about what the sound it makes, I was picturing… what if folding a blanket sounded like sheet metal?

AUSTIN: Yeah, yeah. I don’t know I think it’s like, I think this is very much like, what if the Venom symbiote was made of thread, right?

AUSTIN: So maybe it's like a- like imagine, what if a mop could just mop by itself.

AUSTIN: I won’t talk more about that stuff, but you already saw the big picture of “what if Connecticut was a space ocean,” so, you have at least some context there.

AUSTIN: It’s huge. It’s the size of a continent, right? It’s “What if South America was a big circle?” It’s “What if Europe and Eurasia was a big circle?”, constantly cast on this planet. And, you know, from space it kind of looks—not flat necessarily, right, because it’s a curved planet, it’s a sphere, or spherical, but, you know, it’s flat.

AUSTIN: It’s like what if Texas stood up.

AUSTIN (as Morning’s Observation): “What if cars brought things to you instead of bringing you to things?”

AUSTIN: It’s just like a very bright, colorful—like, what if Steven Universe did the Sailors of the Ark? What if that team did it? It’s very good.

AUSTIN: It’s like what if it’s a can opener that does that. Like a living can opener like. Grrrngaaah! I’m going fucking open holes in things! Grrngaah!

AUSTIN: Imagine that they're almost- in my mind they're like what if a martini shaker was a piston.

AUSTIN: It's like what if you could package a sunset, y'know? Into like a cube

AUSTIN: I can't believe we started this recording by looking at pies [KEITH and DRE laugh] that make me hurt and ended with ‘what if all foods could be jelly juice?’.

AUSTIN: I saw a big buffalo picture and I was like what if that was a person, that looks cool.

ART: But what if some of these skeletons are like, sick of this shit?

AUSTIN: I think I pitched this show as like: what if Ghost in the Shell but-but magic and witches instead of cyborgs and stuff?

JACK: So, out come this nascent organization who we’re calling Shapeknights. Who are -- I think the easiest way to say it is “cowboys for trains?” They are, like -- what if instead of the cowboy riding alongside the train on his horse, he was corralling the train? Or he was trying to understand the train, or was trying to --

ALI: I think Marn, herself is a little bit more like—like what if a capybara was a siamese cat?

KEITH: Yeah. So, I wholeheartedly recommend this movie, but if not, if you don't know what I'm talking about with the goggles, at least look at that. ‘Cause it's a good image. It's sort of like, what if you had a jeweler's loupe that had a jeweler's loupe that had a jeweler's loupe?

ART: It’s like, what if the antagonist won the Mummy movie right, this is what happens-

KEITH: What if instead of one, big, beautiful hat I have two small, beautiful hats?

KEITH: Like what if they made headphones just for being cool at a party?

KEITH: What if you make pizza by opening the box? That it was an empty box until you opened it.

AUSTIN: What if insects were made of teeth?

JACK: She’s the fuckin’ person of the train. She’s like what if a train could output a person.

KEITH: What if the train was a nice train?

ART: What if a Madame Tussauds came to life?

AUSTIN: What if fire could be a ghost?

AUSTIN: Looking through this here, sounds like what you wrote here was “What if a dolphin was like a velociraptor?”

AUSTIN: They’re hitched. Yeah, they've been hitched. Three of them have been hitched. And I said horse, but I want you to imagine is what if…what if a shrimp were a horse?

JACK: You sort of just like rise up the slope. It's a bit like what if a train was an escalator.

AUSTIN: What if Beyonce was Poison Ivy?

AUSTIN: All my cards on the table, Millennium Black is like what if Blade stopped being a vampire hunter and started being a casino owner.

AUSTIN: He's sort of like what if Alex Jones wasn't terrible

#friends at the table

[razorblade180]

Business and Pleasure

[Tavern, some time ago]

Kovu:H..Hello? Uhhh

Bartender:Aren’t you too young to be in here?

Kovu:I’m looking for Mona. I heard she’s around here?

The bartender points to a corner table. On it was Mona, laying spread eagle and looking at Kovu with her head hanging upside down off the edge.

Mona:Pspspsps. Hey pretty kitty. Bring those ears over here.

Kovu:*slowly approaches* Are you drunk?

Mona:I am.

Kovu:I was told you hated booze.

Mona:I do.

Kovu:….

Mona: So, is this conversation business or pleasure? *smiles* Or do I have the pleasure of being your business.

Kovu:*red* Be serious. I would never!

Mona:Yeah you would. You’re just too scared to take the plunge. Or maybe I just don’t do anything for ya? That would bruise my ego. Feels like a waste on your end; Menagerie’s favorite son visiting Vacou and not even tasting all the flavors we have to offer.

Kovu:I am on a mission for school.

Mona:Ah, so it is business. You’re looking for a rat that knows all the gutters.

Kovu:You’re no rat and I wanted to ask if you knew where Carmine was? I checked the mission board but she’s not on it.

Mona let out an annoyingly sober exhale. She sat up on the table, crisscrossed her legs, and put her chin in her hand to rest her head.

Mona:Why does everyone care about that piece of work? Haven’t seen her. Rarely do. You would’ve been better off asking Aero and you know it.

Kovu:And I’m sure you know that he’s not in Vacou right now.

Mona:Yep! Flew off to a village a few days away with his pops. He wouldn’t have known anyways. That bitchy cousin of yours isn’t in the kingdom as often as you might think. You’re more likely to see a shooting star.

Kovu:That’s odd. Can’t imagine where she goes off to. I would know if it was Vale considering I’m there. Haven maybe?

Mona:Dunno, don’t care. It makes my life easier. Not many people are determined to jump from rooftops to make an arrest. I’d say ask her folks, but you wouldn’t be here if they gave you a good answer. What’s your mission anyway?

Kovu:Can’t divulge that. Although you wouldn’t happen to know the best place for a foreigner to hide would you?

Mona:Hmm, the old factory. I’d wait till nightfall though. Hollowing winds can mask even the sound of walking on rickety metal.

Kovu:Thanks.

Mona:Ten lien.

Kovu:…

Mona:Fine, I guess it’s on the house. Although you’ve been occupying my time. Someone else could be having my attention right now.

Kovu:Do you take anyone?

Mona:Hell no. I have my standards, as well as an eye for deep pockets. Why?

Kovu:…Why don’t you apply to an academy instead of all…this. You’re old enough. We’re the same age aren’t we?

Mona:I have no interest in saving people regularly or so called making a better world. Also I’m not a fan of books.

Kovu:Be that as it may, so? Many people aren’t virtuous huntsmen, and you’d actually be better than some I’ve seen. You’d work your own hours, choose your jobs, go where you want, and-

Mona:Put my body on the line for the service of others. So nothing changes. Are jobs are more alike than you would be okay with if you thought too hard about it. At the end of it all, our business is someone’s pleasure.

Kovu:….How much would it take to have you for the rest of the day?

Mona:Oh? A change of heart? The rest of the day is no small feat, but since you’re a huntsman to be I’d imagine stamina comes naturally. Hmm, I do enjoy your company and face so 1000 lien if you’re actually serious. Or did you think I’d be cheap-

He pulls out a 1000 lien and puts it in her hand with a smile. Kovu puts his wallet away and proceeds to leave.

Kovu:Enjoy your day off. Get some real food and sleep.

Mona:……A rose.

Kovu:Hmm?

Mona:Carmine left one of her roses by Aero’s house. He’s never gonna use it. Crush it and-

Kovu:I can ask her clone questions. Thanks. You’ve been a big help. *leaves*

Mona: *looks at money* Sighs just as weird as your cousin.

#rwby #kovu belladonna #mona paulo furem #rwby rosebuds

[fangirleaconmigo]

As I watched Blood Origin I took notes. They are silly and disjointed bullet points and here they are:

(My full review is HERE)

Ep One

Shit, that's intense. My bard is having a bad time.

Hi Minnie Driver!

Wait. Why would Geralt hate that? (were they saying he'd hate an elf being the first witcher? V confused. Why would he hate that?)

So Fjall was too slutty to be a bodyguard.

Glad pretty girl didn’t get punished for helping the little girl.

Hmmm the princess doesn’t want to just be a baby factory. Word. I get it.

Michelle Yeoh!!!!

Wow the princess really flat out murdered her brother.

Girl, you don’t get a nation when you kill their king it’s not that simple.

MICHELLE YEOH I hope we get to see more of that.

Ep 2

Is she talking to her hammer? I love her already.

Fjall and Éile are they tied by destiny? How?

I juuuuuuuuust realized that sellswords don’t sell swords in the literal sense. I don't know why I thought that. This is all making a lot more sense.

I like the failed romance in the beginning. Hey folks, even if you fall in love with a brother murdering evil chick, life goes on. Second chances, etc. etc.

If they kill off Scían this fast I’m gonna be annoyed

Oh Hi Avallac'h. Avallac'h is like ummmmmm I’m regretting this shit (he is just a babby)

Merwyn is determined to survive, I like that. I like that in my evil women.

Eredin has a knife to a hotties throat saying 'you fucked me'(gaygayhomosexualgay?)

Oooooohhhhh

Actual real gay

Nice

Yes. Welcome to the family Eredin.

Brother Death called Fjall Square jaw-all the flirting! (Fjall is very flirt-withable imo)

Holy fuck Éile burning folks. That's hardcore, girl. Good thing that you ran away.

Winterberry and lilac CREEPY but revenge cool. Also, LILAC AND GOOSEBERRIES

Uh oh is Balor giving her those kids. That's rude.

I assume true sacrifice comes from within means Balor has to kill someone he cares about. If I was that girl with him I'd be pretty worried right now.

Eredin done in by the most obvious “spy” who literally ran right into him. He’s dickmatized or something. Himbo?

DONT TOUCH EILE YOU FUCKERS

Ep 3

Yesss love Meldof YET AGAIN

Poison a sheep and feed it to it, yes reference to the books.

Wow, girl (Zacare I looked it up) is throwing that “not really family” in his (Syndril, I looked it up) face fast ain't she. Found family gets lost fast when shit gets real.

Solryth? Is this empress chick talking to the brother she killed??? Girl? Do you think he wants to hear from your ass??? He's in the great beyond cursing your name.

Awww Fjall being protective

Even if you fell into a bucket of tits you’d come up holding a cock (is Meldof calling him gay?)

Ooooo no secret entrance?!?! Damn you Fjall. Just full of piss and vinegar barreling forward with nothing but guts and good cleavage.

Awwwww I love that the mage sees him as he is.

Éile sings

Such pretty voice Fjall is down bad.

As he should be, as am I.

Girl, he is not gonna let you be the first witcher. Not after you sang that. Please be real.

I love an 'end of the world about to die shag and party' episode.

We gettin a witcher, folks.

Ugh I hope Scían doesn’t betray them. I think she’s just getting them a way in tho.

Empress really thinks she’s gonna hit it again with Fjall? THIS CHICK. LMAOOOO She just has no concept of her actions having consequences does she.

She looks hella cool in her fancy armor tho.

She’s actually quite good at this. Making deals. Knowing what people want and offering it to them.

Yeah he’s gonna kill Fenrik I knew that from when he killed the kids

Ep 4

Avalac'h is a sad lil loser boy pobrecito

Eredin thinks he won’t risk Fenrik? You a dummy hunny

I woulda given Avallac'h more time rather than run back to Balor. I mean he's just a babby, he's gonna be badass folks.

Oh no he's hulking out. Look out empress girl.

“You’re a monster”

UH OH BETA RUN GRL BETTA RUN he kills those things now.

Why are his eyes black? Potions make eyes black?

OH YOU DUMMIES YOU THINK SCÍAN CANT TAKE TWO OF YOU?? FOOLS

Damn, lark. Éile really broke down the difference between a feminist and a girlboss to Miss Empress then stuck her. That was a clever way around making her badass but not 100% a murderer.

Balor killed that soldier for zero reason. This is just not a good person.

WOOPS HULK BOY Sun's gettin real low.

Wow Éile is pregnant? I thought that witchers were sterile. Maybe that's a thing the mages did.

I already knew Ciri was her descendant because people on twitter were shitting their pants because the actress is Black. I mean, don't they know how genes work? You can get a blondie in that span of time? Its centuries? And her child's already gonna be half Fjall, so idk, people cannot be normal about Black women I cannot fathom it.

And there's Mr. Joey again, we always love to see him.

The end. That was fun. Might watch again.

#the witcher #the witcher:blood origin #blood origin

[ctrlemis]

WHO WERE WE? ksn

wc: 1.4k

genre & warnings: fluff, light angst if you squint, reincarnation, soulmates, past lovers, art again opened google docs and just wrote something

“Hi.” Sunoo looks up, cutting off his conversation with Sunghoon. In front of him was someone around his age, standing there looking right at him.

“Hi.” He says hesitantly. Everyone had stopped speaking now, focusing on the interaction between the mystery person and Sunoo.

“You don’t know me.” They say, eyes focused on him as if trying to gauge his emotions. He nods, still confused on where this was going.

“I don’t know you.” He agrees, nodding as he replies.

“But i know you.” They continue, and that’s when he notices the book in their arms. It’s like a photo album, and it's clear they’ve had it for a while. They notice his eyes on the album, clutching it closer. Then they look at the six pairs of eyes on them, watching them closely. They turned on their hill and walked away swiftly. Sunoo turned around in his seat, lost.

“Okay then.” He says, but feels a tap on his shoulder when he flips the page of his book to the other side. He looks up again and it’s the same person from before, shoving a piece of paper in his hands.

“If you want to know more, meet me there at 6:30 this evening,” They say. They look up from the crumbled paper to them, but they’ve already turned around, heading towards the entrance of the library. The conversations continue, but Riki elbows him out of his trance, still looking at the door.

“What’s on the paper?” He asks, and Sunoo raises his eyebrows, then looks towards the paper, unraveling it and smoothing it out. He reads it, then turns back to the black-haired boy.

“Just an address.” He says, shoving it in his pocket.

“You gonna go?’ Riki questions, and Sunoo shrugs. On one hand, he didn’t know who this person was, and could very much be walking into a trap, ending up being kidnapped and sold on the black market. On the other hand-

“Yeah.” He answers confidently.

It’s 6:37pm when he gets to the address. Actually, he got there ten minutes early, but when he got there, all he saw was an abandoned building, like an old factory. After looking around, the pink-haired boy came to the realization that he was in the right place to begin with. So he pushes the door open, and walks inside. It’s empty, and rusty inside. It smells like the sea, probably because the beach isn’t that far from the location, and there’s a second level, where he can see a figure sitting against the railing, headphones covering their ears. He makes his way up there, nearing them. They were drawing something, hand moving with the pencil gracefully. The book they had was next to them. and they were sitting on a quilt, resting their legs on a bookbag. As he gets closer, they must’ve sensed him, because they look in his direction, and their eyes widen as they tug off the headphones from their eyes.

“Hi.” He says cautiously. “Do you…live here?” He questioned, looking around. They shake their head, and he nods, sitting next to them. “So.”

“So.” They respond, fingers twirling the pencil mindlessly.

“How do you know me?’ He asks, looking at them curiously. They bite their lip, and he can see the gears in their head turning. “Alright, what’s your name, first off? I’m Sunoo, but you know that.”

“Y/N. My name’s Y/N.” He smiles, telling them he likes it. “What are your thoughts on reincarnation?” He tilts his head thoughtfully at the question. It was rather weird, and more so coming from this stranger - Y/N - but still, he wasn’t opposed to the question.

“I guess it depends. I don’t know enough about it to believe in it or dismantle it. Why?” He eyes them suspiciously. They rest their chin in their palm, thinking.

“What would you say if I told you I knew you from a past life?’ They ask gingerly, eyes avoiding his own. He can’t help but smile.

“I’d say I don't remember such a thing and you’re bat-shit crazy.” He replies, watching them. Their expression drops, and he follows with, “But something about you is so familiar I have no choice but to believe you.” They look up, and for a second he can’t read their expression. But then they laugh wetly, and he realizes they're crying.

“Oh, no,” He says, scooting over to them, wrapping his arm around their shoulder. “Did I say something wrong? I’m sorry-” He tries to apologize, but they wave their hand to dismiss the notion. They rub their nose with the back of their sleeve.

“No, it’s not that.” They sniff. “I’m not the only one. Who remembers their past life. There are so little of us in the population, but all of them have soulmates. one or more, romantic or platonic. And while almost none of them remember, not everyone will accept it. Do you know Hueningkai?” He nods. “His younger sister, Bahiyyih, her soulmate didn't believe her, and it broke her heart. It contradicts fate, and she was sick for months because of it. But, soulmates change; she fell in love again and she's okay now.”

“You smell like home.” He blurts out, then covers his traitorous mouth. He didn't mean to say it aloud, and his cheek were definitely red now, and-

“What did you say?” Y/N asks him in disbelief. He shakes his head, stuttering out something about the sea and sorries, but they shake their heads, looking almost excited. “Say it again.”

“You…you smell like home.” He says, embarrassed, but Y/N grins. They grab the book they had earlier, setting it in between the two of them and opening it, flipping through the pages rapidly. And Sunoo sees hundreds and pages filled with things like photos, keys, flowers, receipts. “What are these?” He asks, but they ignore him, flipping through the pages until they stop, and they point at the left page. On it is a polaroid, dated 1956. It's a photo - of him. He had black hair, and he’s holding a peace sign in the photo. Written under it, in handwriting that he recognized immediately, was the wording ‘You smell like Home, darling.’ He looks up at them in confusion, and they keep gesturing to the page. When he still looks clueless they sigh.

“You wrote that, dummy.” Oh. Okay.

Wait, what?

“I wrote that?” He questioned skeptically. They rolled their eyes, flipping back to the beginning of the book.

“I watched you do it with my own two eyes.” They argue.

“Okay but I don't remember that.” He says teasingly, and they huff, rolling their eyes. They show him the book, and he flips through the pages, listening as they explain anyone he stops on for too long. He looks up and realizes it's dark outside, and so does Y/N. They close the book and stand up, gathering their stuff together. He does the same, making sure he has his phone and bag.

“Um, I'm glad you, uh, let me show you this. It means alot to me.” He nods, and they turn on their heel, but he calls for them and they turn back around.

“Who was i to you?” The question makes them completely freeze, and he rushes to add to his sentence. “Like, i mean - i’m in the photo album a lot of i just-” He stops when he sees Y/N eyes are filled with tears, ready to fall at any second. “You don't have to tell me!” He adds quickly.

“Everything.”

“What?” He asks, confused. They blink away the tears and look at the foggy window.

“You were everything to me in all my lives. My best friend, my enemy, the king, a god, my knight, my-” Their voice dies, but he gets the memo. “Sometimes reincarnation can get messy; memories get mixed up, sometimes you can go a full life without remembering. But everytime i come back, I always remember you.” He can hear the pain in their voice. To have to remember that, each lifetime. He wonders if ever went through the same thing.

“How do I remember?” He asks, and they stare at him, gauging his angle. “I want to remember. Please.” They bite their cuticles, sighing.

“I would be a dick if i came to you and told you all of this and didn't help you remember. What do you wanna know?” They asked, gesturing for him to follow them as they went to the first level. He was silent, thinking about the question until they got outside. “Well?”

“Who were we?”

a/n: hi lovebugs!! i hope you guys liked this, and i may write a part two because i loved writing this!!

taglist: @jungwonize @soobin-chois @jangwonie @soobinyz @hiqhkey

back to oz!

#I FORGOT TAGS AGAUN WTF #ctrlemis #//↷favs of all time #//↷masterlist #kim sunoo #sunoo kim #sunoo x reader #sunoo imagines #enhypen x reader #enhypen

[ghostingcrows]

Okay but I do think WFC did Megatron well

Not in the sense hes like an enjoyable character because like almost everyone in that show is boring and uncompelling (except like Skyfire and even then hes EH)

But I think hes good because you get to actually see the “Person fighting for equality who slowly looses his way” that so many continuity's go for

Hes reluctant to send the code that will destroy the Trion thing in Bee (I’m gonna be honest I don’t remember the specifics that well its been a while) hes reluctant to use the All Spark against the autobots, he doesn’t want to shut down the factory in the second book

He is being manipulated by Shockwave who does not have emotions 

He cannot feel empathy and he only looks at things in the view of science and logic or in the interest of his side of the war

So having a story where Megatron is being influenced by an outside force to do the atrocious things and slowly losing the NEED for the outside force (that we get to actually see influencing him) as the war goes on is interest and can be genuine grounds for a redemption of some sort or at the very least an actual explanation as to why he acts that way

It doesn’t excuse his actions but it explains why he does them

We don’t really get that in other stuff

In IDW hes the victim of police brutality

Okay

But that just means that by being an abusive shit during the war he is perpetuating the cycle of abuse of power that he is so admittedly insisting that he is trying to break

He is not

There is no reason why he should act abusive in other continuity's other then him being a spiteful ass 

In Prime he was always shown to be violent the fact he becomes and abusive fucker during the war shows that he was always capable of doing it

The fact he gets mad that Orions speech grants him the favor of the council shows that he does not care about changing things unless he is the one in charge after those changes

Ratchet literally narrates that scene by saying that he starts to reveal his true colors

He reveals that he wants to do things by force regardless

Because he doesn’t see it as one of them having an opportunity to change things

He sees it as Orion surpassing him and gets mad instead of wanting to use Orion as someone to help him accomplish his supposed goals of equality

At least in WFC he has an excuse as to why he acts that way as we see him getting pressured and gaslite into acting the way he does

He has no excuse in other continuity's 

Megatron in other continuity’s have always been abusive assholes

It is not a byproduct of the war

The war just allows them to be abusive on a bigger scale

Apologies if this is jumbled or messy. I have a lot of thoughts on this and when I have a lot of thoughts on a character or story the stuff I write kinda comes out as word vomit and can get a little hard to comprehend-

#transformers #Transformers Prime #Transformers War for Cybertron #wfc #megatron #this feels jumbled but eh #I also can't speak much for TFA Megatron because while he is shown to be a muniplative and in general bad guy during the show #TFA is complicated #It doesn't take place during the war and we don't get to see Megtron before or during the war #We don't get to see his motivations #and also the fact of both sides seeming to be corrupt in some way in TFA but the decepticons being a more blatant evil kind of corruption #I think Megatron in Prime is the best example of this as Prime Megatron was shown to want violence regardless #but my point boils down to basically #Megtrons abusive behavior in most continuitys is not because he lost his way in the war #Even if that is what they are going for #They make is so that Megatrons abuse was always something he was capable of but simply needed more power to act on #because of his lack of explanation as to why he is abusive they inadvertently show that he was always spiteful and never cared for equality

[lemon-inferno]

Reborn Rich episode 5 and 6 ✔️

⚠️Obiously a spoiler alert. You can't be reading about episodes halfway into the show and not expect any.

This time I don’t really have much to say. There are very few things I want to mark on, mostly from episode five.

First, I’ve never been a fan of romance. The fact that romance is coming to be a bit more into play in the show is… Well, it’s not bothering me per se, but it’s one of those things that I’ll always hope to see the least of. It’s not a critique towards the drama itself, just not my thing AT ALL. That being said, the elevator scene with Mo Hyun Min was so corny I almost died watching it. The café one as well, but that was a little better because I love seeing a cheeky Do Jun.

I do think Do Jun going for Hyun Min is a huge mistake (this was hinted at the preview for episode seven), also I just don’t like it plot wise. I’m slightly worried how that will alter the future events that Hyun Woo went through. I’ve been worried about how they’re going to make sense of the future, because Do Jun has been running around doing a lot of things that weren’t supposed to happen that way, on a large scale, in Hyun Woo’s past. However, the fact that Do Jun’s past (future) life mother died anyways is some sort of relief, as sad as it was. It means that even if the situation changes the outcome more or less remains the same. I hope they’ve found a way to implement the same logic with other events too. If this show ends up being about Do Jun arriving to a dystopian future he created himself and realizing revenge wasn’t worth it because of it, I’ll be so done with this drama. Still, I think the chances of that being the actual end are very, very small.

Another thing about the past and future, and past again. We already know that Hyun Woo still exists as someone else in Do Jun’s life. I’m curious whether he’ll end up on the same path as the other Hyun Woo. Will he end up working in one of Soonyang’s factories and reading that book again? Will he end up working in the company as the Soonyang’s boy for everything again? Will we get to see Do Jun teaming up with his past self? I don’t know how big the chances of that are, but as we saw Hyun Woo still exists, it would be a shame if he hasn’t been brought into the plot and Do Jun’s life. I really want to see it.

The last thing is, I love how intense the relationship between Do Jun and his grandfather has been. I can’t wait for the next episode where they finally face each other. At the end of episode six when he introduced himself as the majority shareholder of Miracle, I got chills. I’m scared how this will end for him, as I still have my suspicions that Se Hyun might turn on him (plus we all know there’s always that moment when they give you main character crisis). At the same time I can’t wait to see everyone’s faces when they realize Do Jun has been screwing them over all along (and he keeps doing it).

I hope the romance doesn’t become a big part of this drama though. Not gonna line, it would ruin my experience just a little bit, but that’s just me. I can’t stress enough how anti-romantic I am. That’s the main reason why I struggle with kdrama especially. And just to make it clear, again, it’s not a critique towards the drama, just a remon thing.

#reborn rich #reborn rich kdrama #the youngest son of a conglomerate #kdrama #kdrama talk #kdrama thoughts #song joong ki #lee sung min #park ji hyun #reborn remon

[nevermindirah]

Matthias Schoenaerts movies, ranked by my transmasc feels

a very scientific analysis you’re contractually obligated to agree with read and maybe reblog if you feel like it! proud to be joining the ranks of these excellent Matthias movie posts, hair edition and vibes/plot/nudity/etc edition

first of all, dishonorable mention / disqualified: all the ones where he plays a Nazi or a rapist or otherwise dealbreaker-to-me levels of creep:

A Hidden Life

Red Sparrow

Suite Française — though if you don't have the immediate ABSOLUTELY NOT reaction to a Nazi uniform that I do, I hear it's a beautiful movie, and you may enjoy this lovely little post-movie fic by @mprosperossprite​​

The Loft

The Drop

Blood Ties

Loft

Left Bank (though that one gifset, you know the one, is so valid)

and now, with one exception, all the ones I’ve seen:

The Danish Girl

I have never seen and will never see this movie. a trans woman is played by a cis man and Matthias doesn't even have a beard so the stills from it aren't even fun to look at what the fuck

Racer and the Jailbird | Le Fidèle

a tragic absence of beard and a tragic fear of dogs and tragically heterosexual fashion, but very romantic and sexy and has what I choose to read as a happy ending. something/10 will watch again despite the Heterosexuality of it all

Rust and Bone | De rouille et d'os

wow this guy's a terrible father with major entitlement issues. however, ARMS. (it's totally just the arms yep just the arms)

Close Enemies | Frères ennemis

he loves his friends!! what a smart and resourceful boy just trying to survive in a fucked-up world!! but he kisses his ex-wife despite her repeated verbal "no" and as a result we do not stan.

Our Souls at Night

dude, let your mom have a boyfriend!! it's sweet that you're worried though, maybe you can ask her how it's going while y'all go shopping and she helps you pick out something nicer than those dorky polos you beautiful sad-dad idiot. (in his defense, his mom's boyfriend is known Bucky Barnes terrorizer Alexander Pierce so his concern is understandable)

The Mustang

prisons are trauma factories and should not exist. I could go look for sources to link you on this or on how animal therapy reduces future incidents of violent crime, but instead I’m gonna sit here and stew in my feels over this sad dad who's such a mess but he sure is Trying

Brothers by Blood

lorge. wears a kippah in that one scene. so gentle with the person he's dating. cares about his friends (I think, I watched it once a year ago and barely remember the plot, only vibes remain). lorge.

The Command | Kursk

HEARTBREAKING. WHAT IS THE FUCKING POINT OF COMMUNISM IF YOU'RE NOT GOING TO LISTEN TO THE WORKERS YOU BASTARDS. oh and before all the heartbreak there's some very domestic sexiness on a couch, that part was a joy, who am I kidding the whole thing was a joy and I am in pain about it

The Laundromat

NO I WILL NOT LEAVE MY WIFE NOT EVEN FOR A BILLION DOLLARS. ALSO LOOK AT MY SUIT DON'T I LOOK SHARP IN THIS SUIT

Tunnelrat

it's hard to have social dysphoria when you're trapped in a collapsed trench tunnel with only one other person who doesn’t even speak your language! downsides include dehydration, starvation, potential asphyxiation, knowing if you escape all the mud you'll probably get shot, and— wait no actually I like the mustache that's not a downside the mustache can stay

ps this is a short and you can watch the whole thing right here

A Bigger Splash

why will tumblr not let me locate let alone embed that gif of him on his knees for Tilda Swinton WHY. I suppose this one will have to do

Far from the Madding Crowd

hey look, look, rugged masculinity can be SOFT!! he loves his dog and all the animals under his care and he proposes marriage with a lamb. if only this book weren't written by a misogynist then Bathsheba could be free and happy and probably a lesbian like she deserves but at least I get to look at SOFT MASCULINITY WITH A DOG

A Little Chaos

oh the joys of a time and place where ornate fashion and long hair are a normal and celebrated part of masculinity. God I wish my jawline looked like that so I wouldn't get misgendered 100% of the time if I grew my hair out.

oh and also the little thing of treating a woman as an intellectual equal and changing your opinion and your behavior as a result of new information I am SCREAMING

Disorder | Maryland

I, too, have ptsd. however I also have the experience of being afab and knowing how scary it is when men stare too long and randomly punch things. so, like, dude. Vincent. please get therapy. in the meantime I'm gonna keep staring at you and reminding myself of how femme of center people might be understandably wary of me sometimes and I need to not do accidentally scary shit like walking too close on the sidewalk, it's cool I only worry about this a normal amount

The Old Guard

I'll just go ahead and point you here and here

And the winner is...

Bullhead | Rundskop

this guy's got major boundary issues, hmm wonder where that comes from, could it have anything to do with his parents thinking it was ok to stop him from accessing hrt he desperately needed wtf

content warning, esp for fellow trans people thinking about watching this movie: there's literally a scene where, shortly after young Jacky experiences testicular trauma (that scene isn't the very most graphic physically but is extremely graphic emotionally), a doctor tells his parents that he needs to take testosterone and their reaction is basically "no child of mine!!" >:(

it's a great movie though and my asks are open for any questions you've got! just say so if you want a private response <3

#why am i like this #matthias schoenaerts #trans things #mine

[sheinthatfandom]

How I see tonight’s full Gear going this is gonna be a long one. Also TK a damn liar cause it still went to 13 matches so far not 10 and yes I count the buy in matches. We really not going to bed til after midnight and I wish everyone in Newark a safe drive home and anyone watching in movie theaters a safe ride home.

Nw lets start with the buy in or zero hour. My choices for how the matches will be scheduled is just me guessing and its only for these 3. Blue is who I want to win red is who I see TK picking

1) Ricky vs Brian

One of the few times tonight who I want to win will match who Im guessing is actually booked to win. Ricky and Brian have history and I can’t wait to see Taz’ reaction to his two former team members/ftw champions go at it. Ricky all the way.

2) Eddie vs Jun

I want Eddie because I want him to live his dream to basically beat his hero and idol and just ugh this match on its own us everything to me. But, Eddie also said he could walk away after beating Jun like that’s his dream so I can see Jun getting the win and setting up another match maybe next forbidden door? Or a match for Eddie in Japan and tk booking this in a way that aew will have a foot in to travel and go somewhere else with this.

3) best friends vs the factory

Last match before the show and the match that will be looked at as the one to get people to pay for the PPV. We are getting horrorhausen/whorehausen/darkhausen whatever you wanna call him. It would be beyond stupid booking to have him lose when this has been building up. Its like having demon king balor lose you don’t fucking do it and if you do youre a dummy. Plus champ orange is in there you don’t want a champion losing even if hes not the one getting the pin. No reason for factory to be booked ahead.

For non title matches (and I was really going back and forth if Toni counted since its interim but then decided any physical belt will count)

4) Jungle Boy vs Luchasaurus

This shoulda been in the buy in or not at all. In all honesty is anyone still hyped for this feud genuinely id like to know. With the back and forth injuries its gone cold for me. I want jungle boy to win get a new gimmick and move on luchasaurus can stay a Dino and id very much like to see Christian in a loincloth. Tk would probably have luchasaurus win to keep the feud going until Christian is cleared.

5) Britt vs Saraya

This could really go either way. Honestly im just scared as fuck for saraya getting injured because she was never supposed to wrestle again and its nerve wracking. That said I want Britt to win I want Britt as a tweener I want her to be the legend beater while everyone claims ring rust for saraya and this pissing Britt bad and lengthening the feud. But I can also see saraya beating Brit and being that legend that can’t go down.

6) sting/Darby vs jeff/lethal

I do not care couldn’t even guess what tk would choose I do not care bathroom and snack break

For title matches and we had more than I realized

7)tnt championship Wardlow vs Jo Vs Hobbs

Now with this it can really go anyway. I would like to see Hobbs with gold but I realize they have not focused on him enough to where I think that’s where the booking is. With wardlow i can see him retaining beating both men and then basically stating t hhh at he has in fact NOT lost his momentum so fuck the wrestling tabloids

8 ) womens interim Toni vs hayter

Its Jamie’s time she needs that belt she deserves that belt its hers the crowd is hers the moment is hers the spotlight is hers just give it to her. Tk wants Toni vs Rosa so shell probably retain to combine the belts later

9) ROH championship Bryan vs Claudio vs Chris vs Sammy

Bryan has yet to have gold but honestly hes booked to lose and put over young talent so often I don’t see him winning Claudio should have his fucking belt back we are no where near the roh tv show gibe him back his mf belt. Jericho will probably retain they most likely have a big name ready to take the belt off of him and supposedly he has the belt because they’re shopping the company around to different networks. Homicide and jay briscoe are not names known enough for tv execs, Cody Kevin and Seth aren’t leaving wwe (not that most will realize Tyler black is Seth freaking Rollins and Kevin steen os Kevin owens) so most likely the plan is for Adam cole to take it back or someone new and homegrown. That said if the homegrown is Sammy I will get a plane ticket and fuck everyone up. (Yes I know they’re in nj and i can drive down but it’s Saturday and I don’t wanna go to jail in jersey id rather get arrested in Florida for fucking tk jeriblow and Sammy up) So Chris retains most likely to fuckery

10) tag team belts the acclaimed vs swerve in our glory

I have no idea and I don’t know who I want it could really legit go either way but someone fantasy booked if bowens is injured billy fighting in his place and retaining and keeping the feud alive and like fucking yes please

11) tbs championship Jade Vs Nyla

I know its supposed to be kris and that jade will probably retain but like Nyla has been doing so well and killing it with the stolen belt like gimme more

12) trios world championship Death Triangle vs The elite

They were suspended had an investigation and are still evp’s you don’t get rewarded for bad behavior. Plus death triangle and are really building something here between the heel pac story and then busing up the belts that honestly outside of elite fans no one was excited for cause we ALL knew it would just go to them the whole fucking tournament. Let the belts float freely and give others a chance to do something with it. IE death triangle, best friends, hob, BCC, the firm its way more exciting knowing anyone could lose it at anytime. Elite win cause its their show.

13) world championship Moxley Vs MJF

I love Jon hes had a fantastic several reigns and has carried the company on his back pretty much the whole year. Let that man go on vacation be with his daughter and wife and chill out so he doesn’t break. Mjf has earned this just keep him heel we love to hate him. And regal stays with the bcc.

#aew #aew full gear #aew full gear predictions #loren rambles #I am not tagging each wrestler its basically the whole company #long post for ts

[lyeekha]

goldenhare asked:

👀 🎞 film asks: 10 & 2

(Film asks)

2. What was the film that scared you the most?

That’s a tricky one cos I’m not sure what is really meant when film is called ‘scary’. I mean it’s not since I was a young child that I was actually afraid that a character’s plan wouldn’t work or someone would die or whatever - nowadays I suppose it has to be exceptionally well written for me to think ‘I’m scared that the writer has chosen this character to die’ and that’s more longform series or book territory. As far as tension-to-jumpscares go, don’t they all equal out the same? Like, being tense and then violently untensed is the same experience nomatter what the subject? And then there’s the type of scared that’s ‘well now i think slenderman is gonna be at. the fridge’ which is also. all the same really. I spose it has to be conceptual, like ‘I can’t stop thinking of x as if it happened to me and its the worst I can think to happen’. oh hang on I’m remembering something like that

I think I was terrified of the bolt stunner in No Country For Old Men. Technically I suppose it’s the same as being shot with a gun, maybe even kinder, but. That’s part of it too, I think. The suddenness. Clinical. That it’s a device for mass killing in like a factory setting, that it’s just gas-powered, that’s its pretty much unstoppable, that it looks really harmless or just curious. And the way Bardem acted with it. Alright then yeah, Anton Chigurh scared me to watch, in particular with the bolt stunner.

#ask meme #ask #goldenhare

[fatherramiro]

Actually, have a few scattered DC thoughts on the latest franchise news. Obligatory note that I didn’t grow up as a DC fan, I was a Marvel fan until I couldn’t make excuses any more, and my biggest comic book thing is I have very strong thoughts on the Batman universe due to imprinting on Jim Gordon at a very young age

I think the reason they’re giving for Batgirl’s shelving is bullshit and I do think that anyone who takes it at surface level is lying to themselves.

I’m also kind of frustrated at the Birds of Prey erasure because that film was my favorite superhero film in a while.

Don’t get me started on the Ezra stuff because Jesus fucking Christ

However, I think the general approach they are taking is both mind-numbingly basic (”put screenwriting first” yeah James that’s how most good movies are made??) but also tragically refreshing in an era of “we can’t give the whole cast the script or let everyone know everything.” Films are storytelling mediums - if you don’t have a story, you’re going to have garbage. Yes, cameos make the theater cheer, but if you don’t have a coherent story - or you’re not letting the writers working across the franchise in on the story’s direction - you’re gonna get fucked

I also like the idea of using the relaunch to start with less of the top tier stuff, because lets be honest the reason MCU movies worked in the beginning (aside from playing more with genre/tone and also not being factory made at an impossible speed and with no artistic form) is because they took four folks who weren’t the X-Men or Spidey and made us care about them! It’s a smart business decision

Ngl I’m excited for Waller, the Lanterns show, and Swamp Thing

Despite my endless frustration with Abrams, I am excited for his Superman movie, especially since he’s not writing it!

Overall, and this is my most controversial opinion, I’ve yet to meet a Gunn film I’ve really liked beyond The Suicide Squad and even then it isn’t like... my favorite? (I’m a known GotG hater since 2014!). I think he’s got a good visual eye, I think he’s been through a lot of shit, but I also think he’s not the best overall at thinking critically about certain things like race, gender, or sexuality. However, maybe I’m either not paying enough attention or I’m just not the target audience member! Open to criticism tbh. However, I do like the fact that he’s more focused on telling a coherent franchise narrative than he is about trying to generate an Avengers: Endgame level event without putting in the fucking work first, and as a writer I do like that he’s thinking about the screenwriters first. 

Also I kind of love that he has a writers room for the franchise. I think that’s smart! I think more big franchise should have story groups and I think they should have the ability to shoot down bad ideas. 

Always this is a long ass post to say I’m neutral overall, but in general I’m more interested in the concept of what could happen than I’ve felt about the DC film universe before today. I’m still suffering from franchise fatigue and I’m also very annoyed about certain things but at the same time... more interested in this than whatever Marvel’s doing right now tbh

[majortomyourcurcuitsdead]

sashaaaaa HI how about...

6, 10, 21, 39, AND 40 OF COURSE

HII CHRISSIEE OK I did it, that’s gonna be long but here you goo

6. What do you use to keep your place when you’re reading a book?

HMM WELL if it’s meant here what object do I use to mark a page where I stopped reading, then most often it’s a paper bookmark. Either one of those which I got in one Paris museum/gallery this year which I REALLY loved visiting, or some simpler ones which are usually given together with a book purchases at stores. I love the former ones so much, they’re very neat; they are basically fragments of works which I loved seeing irl, and I like matching them with the books where I use them. I also recalled about one plastic holographic bookmark with nebulas which I had a while ago and which was VERY neat, but I think it’s somewhere in my books which are either in storage, or in a Kyiv flat where I still haven’t returned to since my family left it after an invasion

10. What’s your favorite kind of uquiz question? (Lyric, color, aesthetic, etc)

SJJSJS This one is tough cause I don’t think I remember now all which I’ve seen bUt honestly all of the mentioned above actually seem good to me shsjjsjsj

21. What’s your favorite period in art history, your favorite famous work and/or your favorite style of art? If you don’t know any that’s ok!

Oohhoh WEll I absolutely adore works by Alphonse Mucha, also William Morrisʼs prints. And I like different elements of art nouveau and art deco, some Renaissance elements in architecture too.. Some brutalist architecture is interesting to me as well; so honestly I love a lot of different bits and pieces from different time periods and cultures. I also really like some of the classicism paintings, OH and dutch floral still-life paintings I’m obsessed with them. I love some of Andy Warhol’s prints too, especially some of his traced drawings and works with a smaller color palette. I looove antique statues, I always want to draw them lol; omg Gustav Dore’s illustrations are gorgeous. I love collages a LoT too, especially those from the times when they were just starting to become a thing. I like vintage concert and some movie posters a lot too. It’s a lot truly, I’m pretty sure I forgot about something here ahhhah

39. What was the best part of your day today?

Well I started writing the response to this yesterday so I will just continue the trend sjsjjks

There were two best parts for me yesterday; the first one was when I was sitting together with my family while we were waiting for our orders, and I thought that it’s actually the first time that we are all (parents and my sister) are reunited after being separated since we left Kyiv in February 2022; dad can’t leave the country while the stupid war is still ongoing. I visited him separately last year, and so did my sister this year, but yes it’s actually the first time that we are all actually together since that time; and even though because of my parents’ divorce it’s a somewhat different, it’s still a very nice feeling. When we don’t fight snsnjsjsjsnsj These are the people I grew up with, it’s something that’s definitely a huge part of who I am today too

The second moment was when I came home after finding a pair of really nice trousers; the thing is, there’s one factory here which makes clothes for different clients worldwide. And sometimes, when certain details in some items aren’t done as they should have been done, according to client’s request (like, for instance a different type of a thread used for stitching), they are just sold in a store by a factory. So as I’ve mentioned I’ve found a pair of dark brown wide trousers yesterday and a dark blue shirt; SO when I came home, I took a closer look at the trousers and.. buttons on them had a brand name which definitely doesn’t sell their trousers for 15 euros sO that made me happy sjsjsjsjjs I do think that the trousers turned out to be of that brand, I think it’s the zipper which originally was supposed to be different

40. What’s your favorite kind of tree?

OH since I was a kid I LOVED trees which I can climb and where I can sit. I remember having a soft spot for willows; they can be climbed easily and also their long supple branches are therapeutic to look at or to touch. I also like huge old trees with big strong low-hanging branches where, yes, you can sit. Also, I love big fruit trees under which you can sit in a shade in summers. OH I almost forgot about blooming trees, sakuras especially. Like please tell me how can you not like them

#personal #me #ask game

[sixpossumsinatrenchcoat]

The Valley of Torment

After overpaid, under-qualified CEO Sylvain Gautier buys a dilapidated warehouse in San Francisco, he’s surprised to find that his new “investment property” isn’t abandoned at all. The world’s sulkiest parkour brat is already using it as a freerunning course, and has no intentions of giving it up. What does it matter that someone else's name is on the deed? It’s *Felix’s* warehouse.

Incensed to learn that dibs are not actually legally binding, Felix is left with no choice but to declare war on Gautier Industries. 

(The insufferable Silicon Valley AU that literally no one asked for.)

CHAPTER ONE: 7TH AND BRANNAN

“You don’t have to worry about it,” Sylvain says magnanimously. “I’m taking care of everything.” Then he taps Mute and turns to Ingrid. “You’re taking care of everything, right?”

“What are you asking me?” Ingrid asks, insulted. “Of course I’m taking care of everything.”

Sylvain un-mutes. 

“Hey, sorry, the sound cut out for a sec. Look, I gotta run, someone’s got this room booked in a couple minutes.” He’s taking this call from his office, but his dad doesn’t need to know that.

“I called your personal extension,” his dad barks, while Ingrid gives him an exasperated look that very clearly says, He called your personal extension, you moron.

“And I transferred it to the conference line,” Sylvain says smoothly. “The chairs are comfier. You ever think about renovating that corner office? Look, I have to go, there’s a bunch of suits tapping on the glass.” 

There aren’t. Sylvain’s dad knows that there aren’t. But what’s he gonna do, fire him? It’s a little late for that. He already put Sylvain in charge of the shiny new San Francisco branch, Gautier Industries’ very first westward expansion. Not because of Sylvain’s people skills or his keen nose for business, obviously. Just so his dad will have something to say when his business rivals ask, “Your son’s out of school now, isn’t he? What’s he getting up to?”

Sylvain barely even knows what their company does. The first Gautier robber-barons cut their teeth on factory fires and lumber mills, all the worst the Gilded Age had to offer. Since then, they’ve pivoted and pivoted again. Now it seems like they mostly take rich people’s money and turn it into more money, in a way that Sylvain has been extensively educated on but refuses to internalize, because the whole concept is completely stupid. 

The west coast branch, Gautier Numetrics, is just the latest in a long line of pivots. Numetrics is going to do something completely different. They’re going to revolutionize the field of… well, they’re definitely going to revolutionize something. Something to do with big data? It’s B2B, not consumer-facing. Gautier Numetrics is a luxury only a few emotionally-vacant nerd-lords can afford. 

…Is it Gautier Numetrics is, or Gautier Numetrics are? He’ll have to ask the PR girl on their weekly call.

Sylvain is not remotely interested in heading up the western division of his bloodless family’s bloodsucking company. Oh, was that not clear? Sylvain would rather pour milk over a bowl of glass shards and crunch them down with a cereal spoon than add a single cent of blood money to the Gautier legacy. 

But Sylvain doesn’t have any real skills, or any money that’s actually his. Sylvain doesn’t have a fucking clue how to take care of himself. Miklan tried running away and now he’s rotting away in the family tomb, pinned neatly under their dad’s thumb for all eternity. 

San Francisco, though. San Francisco is all the way on the other side of the country, more than two thousand miles from the main office in Boston. And if Sylvain takes the stupid job, he doesn’t just get to move all the way across the country—he gets to do it with a salary that would make a lesser man weep.

Anyway, what does it matter that he can’t do his job? He’s got the most competent COO on the planet. Ingrid’s been managing the transition with military precision. If she had to, she could run the whole new branch on her own, without a big dumb man-child to clean up after. And hey, look on the bright side: if the whole thing ever gets too totally, lethally depressing, Sylvain can always just disappear and set up an auto-payment to wire her, let’s say 90% of his salary. Minus a 10% finder’s fee. Everybody wins, right?

“Sylvain,” Ingrid barks, looking up from her laptop. “Stop it.”

“Stop what?” he asks innocently.

“I can see you thinking. Just stop it, okay? Numetrics isn’t his, it’s ours. Yours, I mean.” Sylvain snorts his disagreement and Ingrid’s mouth ticks up, conceding the point. “All I mean is, we can run it our way. It doesn’t have to be this big awful thing.” 

Right. Like a Gautier could run a company and not wind up an empty shell in an overpriced suit. Sylvain’s not a total snake yet, but maybe his dad wasn’t a cold-blooded freak, either, when he was Sylvain’s age. Maybe it’s something that comes on with age, like racism and arthritis. Everyone thinks they're going to do things differently, but in the end—

“Sylvain,” Ingrid says again, more sharply this time. “Goddess, will you just— I am much too busy to deal with you right now, so will you go talk to HR? Please?” 

“Fine, fine.”

“And don’t just say yes and then blow me off! Please don’t make me check on you.”

“I’m going, okay? Jeez, Ingo, lighten up a little. You should really take a day off once in a while,” he suggests, drawing out her most humorless glower. “All work and no play makes Ingrid a dull—”

“WIll you get out of here already??”

Sylvain gets out of there.

###

He was planning on saying yes and then blowing her off, but he bumps into Mercie at the elevator bank and can’t resist drifting into her path. Mercedes has that effect on people.

“Oh, Sylvain!” she greets him, brightening. “Look, you won’t believe it, the truck downstairs gave me an extra coffee!” Sylvain very easily believes it. Mercedes is the best tipper in Boston. “You don’t need a coffee break, do you?”

“...Ingrid didn’t text you, did she?”

“Hmm? Oh, goodness, I must have left my phone at my desk! Or… hm. Maybe I left it at home?”

Mercie has got to be the only human in the modern age who just can’t be bothered to keep track of a cell phone. Sylvain finds himself grinning. 

“Yeah, I guess I could use a coffee. Usual spot?”

Their coffee spot is the only thing Sylvain is going to miss about the Boston office. The roof deck overlooks the river, a long, twisting stripe of silver except at sunset, when it burns with liquid gold. The wind buffets his cheeks, whipping his hair into his mouth in a way that should really be annoying but instead feels bracing, revitalizing. Unlike the dusty cubicles below, the air up here moves and breathes. It’s playful, darting in close and then skirting out of reach. It makes the sky feel huge and bright. 

And since everyone that works for his dad is overworked to hell and back, there’s basically never anyone else up here. 

It’s early September, the tile still baked with the lingering heat of summer. Mercie stretches out on one of the black marble benches, kicking off her shoes and squeezing at the warm stone with her toes. Like everything at Gautier Industries, the benches on the roof deck are imposing, uncomfortable, and completely impractical: just huge, sharp-edged slabs of marble, better suited for a coffin than a coffee break. What’s the opposite of human-centric design? 

Mercie's eyes are closed, her mouth curved up in a soft, contented smile. If Sylvain didn't know better, he might think that she'd fallen asleep. 

“I guess I’m just worried that nothing will change,” he says quietly. “That we’ll be in this new place with all these new people, and everything will look different, but I’ll still be the same.”

Mercie tilts her head. “Is it your circumstances that you’re afraid won’t change, or yourself?”

“Haha,” Sylvain says. “Aw, come on, Merce. We don’t pay you nearly enough to be my therapist.”

A line forms in her brow.

“You know I’m not only asking as your coworker,” she says, sitting up on her elbows so she can look him straight in the eyes. Sincerity applied like blunt-force trauma, that’s the Mercedes guarantee. “I care about you, Sylvain. You’re not just my boss, you’re my friend. You know that, right?”

Sylvain shifts his weight, stretches languorously. “Yeah, well. You still better mark this down as overtime.”

Mercie giggles. “Well. I suppose if it’ll really make you feel better…” 

“Much,” he assures her. “Crops watered, depression cured, the whole bag. Damn, you’re good at your job.” He’s kidding, but he’s also really not. Thank goddess Mercie’s moving west with him and Ingrid, or he’d be ruined.

Sylvain had a wretched, wrenching crush on Mercie back in college, but he managed to walk it off after a few miserable years. Which isn't to say he wouldn't drop to one knee right here and now if she told him she'd changed her mind; but that's never gonna happen, so. Moot point. Besides, she had the right idea the first time. There is no world in which Mercedes isn’t way, way too good for him. 

###

And then they’re in San Francisco. 

Ingrid is a nightmare for the whole move, a whirlwind of deliveries coordinated and forms signed and orders barked into the mouthpiece of her eight-year-old brick of a phone. Sometimes Sylvain wishes that he could be more useful to her, but not as often as he wishes that he worked literally anywhere else. He feels for Ingrid, he really does. But most of the time, that feeling is bafflement over why she seems determined to take this ridiculous sham of a job seriously. 

(Truthfully, it’s not much of a mystery. Ingrid’s been making bank since she started at his dad’s company, but a lifetime of wondering whether you’ll get enough to eat doesn’t go away overnight. Even on $140k a year, Ingrid still insists on living in a dingy little studio whose only window dead-ends into a concrete wall. Sylvain has told her a million times that she can move into his spare room, if she’s so worried about money. But that’s Ingrid for you. At least she’s stopped swiping half-eaten buckets of popcorn from the trash can outside the movie theater. Sylvain will take what he can get.)

He and Ingrid go way back. A few of them do, actually—Sylvain and Mercie and Ingrid and a couple of the nerds all went the same place for undergrad. But he and Ingrid go way, way back. They grew up side-by-side in the same desolate suburb. They suffered through a Seiric school together, and we’re talking old-school Seiros, with the nuns and a whole hour a day for Religion and getting hit with a ruler because you broke the dress code. 

​​Ingrid's dad worked for Sylvain's dad for thirty years before Gautier Industries laid him off without warning (because again, and Sylvain cannot emphasize this enough, there is not a Gautier alive with a properly functioning conscience). Luckily, by then, Ingrid had already seen Sylvain’s dad do a lot worse, so it was too late for it to blow up their friendship. Thank fucking goddess for that. Sylvain cannot imagine how fucked he would be if he’d lost Ingrid. 

###

Running a business is different in San Francisco, Sylvain quickly learns. Here, even the entry-level drones expect perks. Catered meals, a beer fridge, it’s all fair game. In Boston, if you spend everyone’s Christmas bonus to rent out an amusement park, it’s considered a mid-life crisis. In San Francisco, it’s just good business. Every other startup has Laser Tag Tuesdays or Capture the Flag Thursdays or fucking Frisbee-Golf Fridays, a bunch of ludicrous, unnecessary sacrifices at the altar of company culture. It is completely, inarguably stupid. Sylvain fucking loves it. 

“I think we should buy a warehouse,” he tells Ingrid, two weeks after settling into their new SoMa office. 

Ingrid looks incredulous. “Come again?”

“Dropbox built a whole gym,” he says defensively. “Salesforce has that crazy Eye of Sauron. Why can’t I have a warehouse?”

“Why would we need a warehouse?” 

“Ah hah! Funny you should ask! I’ve prepared a slide show for this very occasion.”

Sylvain did actually whip up a quick cost-benefit projection on the warehouse, mostly because Ingrid will never sign off if he can’t make a decent claim about onboarding costs and reduced turnover at companies that make their employees do a bunch of stupid bullshit together. He could, of course, move ahead without her blessing. He is technically her boss. But that would be a real dirtbag move, and Sylvain’s trying to make less of those.

“Okay,” Ingrid says, once he’s clicked through to the ‘QUESTIONS?’ slide. “But why do you want a warehouse?”

“Why did man climb Everest?” Sylvain wonders. “Why do people keep buying those stupid monkey JPGs? Why does anyone do anything?”

She studies him warily. “It’s not for something shady, is it? You’re not going to—I don’t know, build a sex dungeon in the basement, or–”

“Ingrid!” Sylvain cuts in, hand-over-heart. “Come on, what kind of guy do you think I am? Of course you’re invited to my sex dungeon.”

“Saint fucking Seiros,” she mutters, without any heat. “Fine. I don’t care. Mock up a social calendar and get a majority to vote yes, and you can have your stupid warehouse.” 

###

Why does Sylvain want to buy a warehouse? Well, why does anyone do anything? 

Okay, so maybe he’s thinking about renting out a few rooms on the sly, to try to generate a little padding that his dad doesn’t know about. Obviously Sylvain doesn’t need the money now, but if he has to work for his family for the rest of his life, he’s never gonna make it to 30. 

Not that he’s planning on cutting ties anytime soon. He just likes the idea that he could. He carries his hope around like a pebble in his pocket and turns it over in his hands sometimes, like when his dad makes him lay off a bunch of nice kids who are doing perfectly fine work at a job that is mostly made-up anyway. After three years at the company, the stone is worn practically frictionless. 

So: the warehouse. Maybe it’s a stupid way to go about it, but whatever. And Sylvain likes the idea of profiting off the company’s back. It’s like what his dad does to all of their employees, only in reverse. Almost like justice. (Though obviously not exactly like justice. Even Sylvain isn’t dumb enough to think that some rich kid swiping cash from his daddy’s dresser is any kind of righteous. But it is a big fuck-you to his dad, and that’s good enough for Sylvain.)

READ THE FINISHED STORY HERE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40682025/chapters/101933433

#sylvix #modern sylvix #fe3h #fe3h fanfic #modern au #silicon valley au #i'm new to tumblr #do yall like sylvix? #cuz i GOT sylvix #CW fintech bullshit

[mirrorballwhoistrying]

1/3 of 2022 has passed (30.04.22)

I guess things were only hopeful at the beginning of the year. Things have fallen apart since the middle of February. It hasn’t recovered since. 

The month began with me just recovering from the exhaustion of the Metfone shooting. Then it was 2 days pop-up back to back. We earned even less than what we did at Pteah Chas. It was disastrous. 

The exhaustion didn’t earn there. There was another scope of work for KOL. We had to find like 10 KOLs for cross-posting. It was the period of time when I contacted a lot of people the most. It didn’t help that client kept changing his mind about which KOLs to select. Some people wouldn’t accept that scope of work at all.

I also kinda had another fall-out at work. There was a change of seat arrangement. It’s like I was tossed to the corner of the company far away from people I’m close with. 

Then it was Khmer New Year. I wrote enough already about what happened. We spent like 250$/person.  Couldn't help how I felt the pressure from them. It's like they expect so much from me on everything from booking a hotel, finding a place to eat, where to go, calculating the expense... It was emotionally exhausting for real. A friend also got angry with me after coming back to town. I don't care. I have had enough. Maybe I didn't set my boundaries clear. I'm still trying to recover from the trauma of this trip for real.

The week after Khmer New Year, I felt even more pressured and overwhelmed. There was so much stuff to finish. I feel so traumatized from the Metfone KOLs work. 

After the Metfone KOL work was done, there were other projects lined up for May. I jumped straight into CSX video work, with the deadline submission of videos on May 13th for 2 videos. I’ve been in survival mode for real. 

On April 23rd, we also had another pop-up at Factory Phnom Penh. We barely made money to cover the booth fee. 

I did go out for a drink with H once. I didn’t agree with everything he said but yes we did talk shit about the company. It’s sad how a place you loved so much became more and more toxic day by day.

It was from last month actually, but I think I need to mention it a bit here. B R asked me to buy a share of the company. It sounded delightful until the more I think, the more I feel it was a scheme to wrap me to the company for as long as possible. I, of course, rejected. 

About the Bipolar video, that doctor ghosted me since before Khmer New Year. I’m gonna call him next week and set things straight on whether he’s willing to put effort to move this thing forward or not. If not, I have no choice but to go with another plan. 

But well, I think I need to mention a few bright things. We threw a random KNY promotion for PPUB. We sold like 10 books before KNY. it wasn’t much considered it was the mini book with a discount, but it made me happy so much with a little bit of mindless dreaming. 

One thing I’m glad the shooting taught me was to make decisions faster and do a thing more quickly. There was not much time to think on set and everything happened so fast. I hope I could maintain this energy. 

After KNY, we were also contacted for a consignment at a restaurant/co-working space. It felt like 2018 all over again when we first contacted a coffee shop for consignment. it’s going steadily. 

At the end of the month, there was a twist after twist. My business partner for PPUB also asked me to do freelance work for her business Facebook page. Then just a day later, a former designer of my company asked to join him for his project. 

oh, I... If it was me from 2016-to 2017, I would jump straight without thinking. Now, I felt less and less confident. I’m still considering it. All these are not part of my plan, but well, the best thing didn’t happen with the plan right?

This May, I hope to continue the left-over work from my company and personal projects while allowing myself to try new things. The YSEALI application is very much likely to open this May. Here comes another adrenaline rushing.

The time passed by so quick. I feel like I still didn’t do enough for the period of 4 months. Will I cherish a future time to do more productive things or come here to bitch at the end of every month? 

[just-a-sketchbook]

#quarantine challenge #my art #ballpointpen #current read #the wasp factory #iain banks #I don’t think there’s gonna be an actual factory in the book but I like old school chimneys #wasps #insects #Iain banks is a great author #must read

[chippedaxe]

yessss for karl?! omg yess please pleas please can you write a dom step sis! reader ruining innocent stepbro! karl!!

like she teases him and he just isn’t experienced at all and she just fucking destroys him, wanking him until the sensitive little bunny is crying and begging to stop from overstimulation

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Title: Silly Boy

Warnings: !TW: STEPCEST!, NSFW (Minors DNI), cursing, corruption ig, blackmail, degrading, teasing, humiliation, penis degrading, small penis, overstimulation

Pronouns: She/her Afab

Synopsis: The reader dominates Karl and knocks him down a peg.

Word count: 2k

Note: If this type of content offends you in any way then please just ignore it, I have tons of other content on my page that isn't stepcest content and you're able to blockout any stepcest content by blocking the 'tw sepcest' or 'stepcest cw' tag <3

- This prolly isn't what u wanted but I thought of this and wanted to write it! also this hasn't been proofread and it hasn't been edited at all!

*Btw Veruca Salt is a spoiled kid that gets everything she wants, from Charlie and the chocolate factory.

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Your eyes glared down at the younger boy, towering over him to show dominance "S-sis, what're you doing?" Karl asked "Trying to scare you, is it working?" you leaned down and kept eye contact with the stammering boy "u-um not really.." he stuttered out "then why're you stuttering over your words? You're obviously intimidated." you placed your hands on your hips.

"Well why're you trying to intimidate me? I'm just trying to read this book!" he groaned "Because someone has to knock you down a peg, you think just because you're younger that you can get everything you want? Well not if I can help it!" you were furious by the boy.

"What're you on about? What've I done to you?" Karl asked worriedly "You've been asking for a whole lot this week, veruca salt!" you threw your arms in the air and started pacing around him and his chair "What? Like what?" Karl was utterly confused "You've been asking for non-stop rides to your friends houses, and you've been leaving your laundry around for mother to do!" you cross your arms.

"You're overreacting!" Karl complained "Oh I'm not done! You've also been taking money from mom's purse!" you called him out "What- how did you know about that??" Karl immediately became tense "Oh you look so stressed dear brother, just relax- don't worry... I'm not gonna tell her-" Karl sighed in relief "Oh thank god" and got cut off by you finishing your sentence "-If you promise to be a good brother and listen to what your stepsister says!" you finished.

"WHAT? No way! I'm telling mom and dad!" He began to stand up but you pushed him back down "Oh no no no, you're gonna tell them what? That you stole the $200 that mom presumed was stolen by a thief? You gonna explain that to her after she already called authorities and had someone sent to jail?" you spat venom at him.

"You're evil!" Karl shouted "Me? Evil? I'm not the thief here" you grinned mischievously "Although I could be- if you don't wanna have to do everything I say then just give me something precious you own" you held your hand out expectantly "What am I supposed to give you? My soul?" Karl questioned "If you can bare to part with it then yes" you gave a mean smile in response to his sarcasm.

"I have literally nothing!" Karl exclaimed "You have your phone" you suggested "Dad would kill me if he found out I'd given it away!" He shouted "he'd kill you if he found out about that money too" you reminded him "I- I could give you... I'll let you date one of my friends!" Karl smiled nervously as he hoped you'd agree "What friends? You're a nerd, no one would want to be friends with you" snickered.

"S-Sapnap! He's strong, he loves animals, he has big muscles!" Karl said "The brute with dark hair? He's cute but not my type" you yawned "U-m.. Quackity?" a bead of sweat dropped down his face "He's super cool, really funny!" Karl was starting to worry as he was already running out of friends to pair you with "No.. My type is nerdy boys that I can dominate, ones that get nervous a lot and stutter over their sentences" you hinted.

"Oh- like Wilbur? I'm not really his friend but I can try something!!" Karl wasn't getting the hint "No, I was thinking more specifically towards someone like you." you finally told him "M-me? But I'm your brother!" Karl was in disbelief "Step-brother. And I don't really like you, I just think that you're pitiful and if you're gonna be selling someone's body to me in exchange to keep your secrets safe than it may as well be yours." you explained.

"But- Well- I've never done that before!" he put his hands up defensively "Well obviously, who would want to touch a greasy nerd like you?" you sighed. "Well- No, that's wrong!" he shook his head "Well I'm not gonna make you, just give me something else then and I'll be on my way" you told him. Karl looked down at his feet for a moment as he mulled over what was happening and what decision he was gonna make.

Karl lifted his head and made eye contact with you "Okay." he replied "Okay what? Okay you're gonna give me something?" you asked "No- I mean- okay I'm gonna give you my body" he mumbled quietly "Gonna need to speak up, can't hear you over the sound of our parents crying over having such a disappointing child" you ridiculed him.

"I'll give you my body, damnit!" he yelled "hey- quiet down, our parents are only just down stairs!" you made him shut up. "Whatever" he leaned back in his chair and slumped down "Karl. You need to give me your full consent, you can't just go 'yea whatever' and expect me to be fine with that!" you furrowed your eyebrows "Why?? What- do you need me to beg you for it?!" he was getting aggravated.

"Actually yes, I do" you decided to torment him a little bit "Big sis, please please please fuck this desperate loser" he put his hands together to make a praying gesture as he mocked you "That's more like it, runt." you grabbed his chin and forced him to face you "We can stop at any time, if you choose not to speak up then that'll be your fault" you made sure he was fully aware that he had a say even though he wasn't in control.

"Thanks. Now- how do we?" Karl was now confused on what you were gonna do, and he was having some type of delusion that he was gonna be the one in charge dominating you. "I think I'm just gonna have some fun by jerking you off, is that okay bunny?" you teased "W-what do you mean you're gonna jerk me off?" Karl asked nervously "I'm gonna stroke your dick, never done that before?" you bullied him.

"N-no, never even thought about it.." his face became red and flushed, you slowly slid onto his lap and straddled his leg "No? You haven't? Are you lying to your big sister? That's not very nice you know, Mom always told me that you shouldn't lie (Unless it's to your dad) " Karl glanced away from you and tried to hide his face "Aw you can tell me the truth, I'm a good listener after all!" you encouraged him "I haven't.." he persisted.

"Well then let me introduce you to the pleasure that is being jerked off, slide your pants down" you instructed "What? Do I have to.." he was clearly embarrassed "No. I guess I could just palm you through your pants" you shrugged. Karl sighed in relief and let out a small breath, tilting his head back in the chair and waiting for you to do what you wanted.

Your hand dipped between his legs, your palm rubbing his growing bulge "H-Hey that feels weird" he told you "So what? You want me to stop?" he shut his mouth, encouraging you to keep palming him. "This would feel a lot better if you let your cock free, instead your trapping it in your tight pants and strangling it.." you frowned "F-fine.." Karl blushed as he slowly pulled his pants down.

You watched in delight as he released his penis "Oh is this what you were worried about?" you stared down at it "O-Oh god-" Karl felt humiliated and went to put it away but you stopped him "It's cute.. I wouldn't expect a nerd's penis to be big anyways" you told him. Karl's little cock twitched at your words, moving slightly on its own "oh. my. god. You LIKE when I'm mean to you! That's why you never argue back! It all makes sense now.." Karl looked down to avert eye contact.

"That's perfect Karl, you love when I'm mean to you- and I love to make fun of you! Win Win!" you felt a small rush of excitement. Your hand wrapped around his cock which forced a choked out moan from him, his hands moving to cover his face "you're acting quite rude Karl. Look at your big sister when she's talking to you!" you ordered.

Karl slowly revealed his face, revealing how much pleasure he was having. "F-Feel's weird, let go!" he ushered you to let go of his penis, even though his body disagreed; his hips bucking up into your hand to help finish him off "Trust your big sister." you said as you continued to pump your hand around his cock. "Fuck! Fuck you!" Karl's whole body shuddered as he was having an orgasm, his penis twitching in your hand.

"Wow Karl, that was rude." you huffed and narrowed your eyes, your hand still lingering on his crotch "A-are you done now?" Karl panted as he was trying to catch his breath "Done? I've barely even started!" you laughed maniacally as you began to slowly stroke him again "Ah- no no no, that's too much!" Karl whined. "You want me to stop?" you asked him "Yes!" he exclaimed so you let go and pulled away "What?" Karl was confused and a bit upset "Hm? What is it?" you asked "You're just.. done?" he looked saddened.

"You told me to stop!" you explained "yeah but.. I didn't really mean it.." Karl's cheeks were dusted red "Well come back here then" you grabbed his hips and forced him back down onto his chair. Karl was already eager and bucking his hips up against you, your hand grabbed him again and started to jerk him off "Ah!- Ah-" Karl tried to keep quiet but couldn't help the escaped noises that came out.

You placed your free hand over his mouth to try and muffle his moans, his voice vibrating against your hand "You can never be quiet! Always have something to say, don't you?" you rolled your eyes at him. Karl clenched his eyes shut and tapped the chair repeatedly with his hand to let you know he was ready to cum again, you let him release his load yet again but you didn't remove your hand.

"A-Again?? I can only take so much.." Karl whimpered and whined "You're feeling this way already? But I've only just started!" You frowned "Well I guess I can give you a break now but there won't be any breaks later on when our parents go out to dinner." you stood up and got off him. "T-Thanks.." Karl huffed "For what?" you asked "Thanks for um- pleasuring me?" you scoffed and walked back to your room, ready to return at night time when you had Karl all to yourself.

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*guys lemme know if u want a part 2 bc I could certainly make one of the reader x karl at night time after their parents have left.

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