#I dunno man people also like crack ships
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I saw that you asked for crosshair requests, and I had an idea I figured I'd run by you in case it gave you any inspiration. I was thinking about a kind of friends to loves situation with crosshair and his casual flirting suggesting a friends with benefits situation, but the reader says no despite clearly being attracted to him, and when pressed confesses to being afraid of falling in love with him if they hook up. idk if that's smth you want to write, just hope you focus on stuff you want to do and don't burn yourself out :)
We Could Be More
Summary: Summary: You and Crosshair are friends, only the emotions are a little…more. You’re not really surprised when Crosshair comes to you with a proposition. Friends with benefits would make sense, it’s not as if the Empire will allow you more. You’re both surprised when you turn him down.
Pairing: TBB Crosshair x F!Reader
Word Count: 1577
Warnings: Discussions of a friends with benefits type situation, some adult discussion, Crosshair demands an explanation when the Reader says no, discussion of the lack of clone rights
Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni
A/N: I hope this is close to the idea that you had. I had fun writing it, and I'm so glad that people are feeding my sudden, and surprising, crosshair obsession. RIP me.
You enjoy your job.
You’d enjoy it more if you had your own workshop, or even a workspace that wasn’t a small, unused, section of the ship.
Hell, at this point, you’d be happy with having a chair and a desk so you don’t have to sit on the floor while repairing the mouse droids. You’d also accept a cushion, or a thick blanket.
But no.
You have to sit on the floor with little mouse droids zipping around you while you make sure they work properly.
Still, you like working with droids. They’re easy. Easier than your co-workers.
Well, easier than most of your co-workers.
You flip the mouse droid back on its wheels, and it zooms around you, chattering happily. “Alright, you’re all set,” You say to the droid, “Watch out for more Admirals.”
The little droid chatters and then zooms out the tunnel that leads to your…hallway(?) and you sigh and stretch your arms over your head. Maybe if you send a very polite email to your supervisor you can get a desk…or at least a proper cushion.
“You know,” You yelp at the voice coming from the doorway, “I think you like those droids more than anyone else on this ship, kitten.”
“Don’t do that! You nearly gave me a heart attack,” You say as you press your hand over your pounding heart. And then you drop your hand and glance up at the much taller man, “I thought you were on a mission, Cross?”
“I was, and now I’m not. Funny how that happens.”
“Ooh, you think you're funny, don’t you?” You say with an amused grin on your lips.
“Funnier than most of the people on this ship, yeah.” Crosshair leans against the wall and slides down so he’s sitting next to you, his knees raised and his arms draped over his knees, “Busy morning?”
“Isn’t it always?” You ask with a sigh, “One of the mouse droids was in the way when a member of the Imperial Guard came though, and nearly crushed him to pieces.” You gesture to the side, “It’s over there, somewhere.”
“Bad luck.”
“Tell me about it.” You say with a sigh, “It’s going to take me days to rebuild it.”
“Hm.” Crosshair hums noncommittally. “What’s the Imperial Guard doing here?”
“Hell if I know. You think anyone tells me anything?” You ask with a grin.
“Nah, but I know the mouse droids pick up audio.” Crosshair replies.
“Crosshair, are you implying that I’m spying on my coworkers, because that would be very, very wrong of me.”
“Uh-huh.”
You keep his gaze for a moment, before a grin cracks your face, “Okay, apparently the Emperor’s ship needed repairs, some kind of space debris.” You shrug, “I dunno, I don’t work on ships, I work on droids.”
“Yeah, I don’t think they could fit a ship in your hallway.”
“Excuse you, this is my office, sir.”
“And you can’t even afford a chair, or a desk. Shame.”
You laugh and bump him with your shoulder, “Rude, maybe I like sitting on the floor.”
“Do you?”
“No. I think my butt is numb.”
Crosshair’s eyes glitter with mischief, “Want me to massage it for you?”
“I don’t think you’ve earned butt touching privileges.” You counter with a sniff.
“Shame. You have a really nice one. Very round and squeezable.”
“Yeah, that doesn’t sound like a massage. It sounds like you just want to grope me.”
He shrugs, “Same thing.”
“Very different.” You correct him with a laugh.
“Not the way I do it.”
“Oh? You have a lot of practice then?”
“Well, I might be a little out of practice. I haven’t had the chance to practice my skills since the Republic fell.” Crosshair admits.
“Aww, poor thing. How ever will you survive?” You tease him lightly as a new mouse droid limps in and you grab it and flip it immediately.
“I have a pretty good idea,” Crosshair counters as he leans back against the wall, his gaze locked on you.
You hum thoughtfully as you examine the wheels.
You and Crosshair are friends, because that’s all the Empire will allow. It’s illegal for Crosshair to have relations with people. And actual relationships are out of the question. Which is a shame, you’d be interested in seeing where this, whatever it might be, could go if given the chance.
You pull a piece of metal out from the wheel well, and then set the droid back on its wheels, and it scurries away. “Sorry, you were saying?”
Crosshair stares at you, a small smirk on his lips. “I have a…proposition, of sorts, kitten.”
You arch a single brow, “Go ahead.”
His smirk grows, “When was the last time you got laid?”
Your face burns, “I’m not answering that.”
“Come on, kitten, it’s me.”
You fold your arms, “If you tease me even once-”
“I would never.”
“Yes, you will.” You grumble. Crosshair flashes, what he probably thinks is, an angelic look, and you huff and avert your eyes. “...fine, I’ve never actually-”
A broad grin crosses his face, “Kitten, are you a virgin?”
You scowl at him, “You heard me.”
He looks absolutely delighted, and you consider kicking him in the shin for half a minute. “That makes my proposition even better.”
“If you’re about to tease me-”
“How do you feel about a friends with benefits type situation?” Crosshair interrupts you.
Your words die on your tongue, and you blink at him, “...what.”
“You heard me.”
“I did, I’m just trying to process.” You admit, you hold up a finger, “I just told you that I’m a virgin, and you want a friends with benefits situationship. With me.”
“Did I stutter?”
“Just making sure I heard you correctly.”
“You did.”
You frown at him, rolling the idea around in your mind.
It’s not that you don’t want. Because you do. More than you’re ever going to put into words. Crosshair is so handsome and while he’s not kind, he is good. Good in a way that he doesn’t seem to see in himself.
You could love him, if you gave yourself the chance.
And you can’t risk that. You can’t risk him.
So, hating yourself a little, you focus your attention on him, “I’m flattered, Cross.” You say slowly, “But I think that’s a terrible idea.”
“Why?” His eyes narrow at you, “Because I’m a clone.”
“Of course not. That’s never been important to me.”
“Then what? You’re not attracted enough? I’m not nice enough?”
“Cross-”
“You didn’t flat-out refuse, you said it’s a terrible idea. Why is it a terrible idea?” Crosshair demands.
“Because.”
“Because isn’t an answer.”
“Because I’m afraid I’ll fall in love with you, and you’ll get hurt.” You say honestly.
Crosshair pauses, “...You’re going to have to explain that one to me.”
“I’m not dumb, Crosshair. I know it’s illegal for you to have sex with anyone. And it’s even more illegal for you to enter a relationship with someone. And the Empire isn’t the Republic, they will kill you before they’ll punish me.”
He leans back, his gaze calculating, “What if I said that I didn’t care?”
You frown at him, “I care, that’s enough for me.”
He leans in so that his face is only a few inches away from your own, “What if the Empire wasn’t a concern?”
You lean in as well, so that you're even closer, “You can’t bring down the Empire, Crosshair, you’re one man.”
“I could try, if you wanted me to.”
Your gaze softens, “As strong and broad as your shoulders are, that weight would still crush you, Cross.”
He searches your face for a moment, “What if we defected?”
“Please tell me you don’t want to defect simply so you can get laid?”
“I’m not dumb, it’s only a matter of time before they decommission me.” Crosshair says, “The Clones are expendable.”
Your hands curl into fists, your nails digging into the palms of your hands, “Cross-”
“So what do you say? If we defect, would you be willing to consider a friends with benefits relationship?”
“You’re impossible.”
“Hey, if I’m about to risk my life by running away from the largest government entity in the galaxy, I’d like to know if there are some perks on the other side.”
“Oh my god,” You push your hands through your hair, “Okay, fine. Yes. If we defected, and I knew you weren’t going to get yourself killed simply because you wanted to get your dick wet, then yes, I would agree to a friends with benefits relationship.”
He leans back, “Deal. We leave tonight.”
“Do you have a plan?”
“Yeah, of course.”
“Is it a good plan?”
Crosshair just smirks, “How many mouse droids can you call back right now?”
“...all of them, why?”
“Call them back, we’re going to rig them to blow up.”
Your jaw drops, “My babies-”
He rolls his eyes, “You have a better suggestion?”
“...no…”
“Great. Then get started. I’m going to come and get you tonight. We’re going to escape on one of the smaller ships.” Crosshair says.
“And go where?”
“Pabu.”
“I have questions.”
“My batch mates live there.”
“...I have even more questions.”
“They can wait.” Crosshair leans over to you and lightly kisses your temple, “You have work to do, kitten. I’ll see you tonight.”
And then Crosshair is gone, and you’re left feeling like the weight of the world is on your shoulders.
#star wars#tbb#tbb crosshair x reader#crosshair x reader#star wars fanfiction#x reader fanfiction#f!reader fic#18+ fic#answered asks
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You've been in the phandom and on tumblr for a while and i've always been curious as to if you have any takes on how it's changed over the years? or perhaps just the overall attitude towards trading has changed? if at all?
I think the changes in attitudes in the phandom and the changes in attitudes towards trading are two separate things (trading overlaps with multiple musicals and all while also having it's own separate shifts), so I'm just going to stick with changes in the phandom!
I will also note that I've only been in the phandom since around 2010, which might seem long to some but doesn't to me, because I know people who have been around at least a decade longer than that. I should also say that even though I interact with the phandom on multiple platforms, I'm not everywhere and I can't read, you know, every forum thread or every post on Tumblr. As such, there will be thinks that I'll miss, as I can only speak to what I personally witnessed on the platforms I was engaged in, because that's what I know best!
With all that said, I'm going to split this into four parts.
Attitudes towards characters. I talked about this to some extent in a recent ask about the role of Christine, but in a general sense, there's been a shift towards appreciating Christine, Raoul, the Persian, Carlotta, and other supporting characters, or at the very least, taking a more complex view of them. This also applies to Erik to a large extent, and I've also seen a trend of seeing him as less the seductive, commanding figure and more love towards him as, I dunno, a weird sewer man. Honestly I could probably devote entire asks to each of these, but suffice to say, way more love for characters other than Erik.
Attitudes towards ships and fic. I put these two together because they're so complementary, though it also ties into the above attitudes towards characters. I think it's safe to say that, just like Erik used to be the most popular character, Erik/Christine was also the most popular ship. But I've definitely seen a large swelling of love for the other ships in the last decade or so: Raoul/Christine of course, but also things like Pharoga (the Persian and the Phantom) and Firdre (Firmin/Andre), Meg/Christine or Carlotta/Christine, and many a crack ship such as Rerik (Raoul/Erik) or Erik/Mirror Bride, Erik/Therapy, or Raoul/Madame Giry (though maybe this is just from one place). OCs (Original Characters) are much more in vogue as well and I feel like people are more willing to accept ships with OCs without deriding them as Mary Sues or author wish fulfillment and what-not. I think E/C will always be the most popular ship but people are much more willing to say that they ship something that's not E/C, or even to say they don't ship it, and to write non-E/C fic without worrying about getting blasted.
Attitudes towards adaptations. Going to be honest, what prompted this was me thinking about the seismic shift in perspective towards Susan Kay's Phantom, namely that it went from "This is better than Leroux!" to "Yikes". But that's only one example of a general pattern of appreciation for other versions besides the ALW musical - Leroux for sure, especially as people start to figure out the differences, sometimes major, between translations, but also towards, say, the Yeston/Kopit musical, the David Staller musical, other film adaptations, even Love Never Dies (which I think people sort of look upon now with a fond, "Oh you, you silly trashfire musical, I love you"). In short, more love for other versions.
Social justice issues. Lastly, I think the phandom has really grown more aware of various issues within and without Phantom and its adaptations. There's a lot to cover, but just to hit a few major changes, I'd say: more discussion about the manipulation, toxicity, and abuse in Erik and Christine's relationship, much more discussion about grooming with regards to aspects of the 2004 movie, more support for racial inclusiveness in show casts as well as where adaptations tend to go wrong (see the gollywog in the ALW musical, the constant erasure of the Persian, Islamophobia and anti-Romani sentiments in various adaptations, etc.), a lot more open discussion of mental illness, ableism, and neurodiversity when it comes to various characters, discussions of characters being LGBT, and lots more. I think a lot of these things were either not discussed or just dismissed in the years before so it's really cool to see people being far more open about all this.
And there's lots, lots more I could talk about, but I'll leave it at those four major categories! Hopefully it gives you at least a broad overview of the evolution of the phandom in the last decade or so!
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s5 ep8 Shot in the dark
woohooo
Off topic but while looking for fan art of Catra from the portal (ugh I need to try different tags) I instead saw a bunch of anti-Catra and anti-Catradora and anti-spop blogs and jfc people need to get a life and touch some grass and if I'm saying that--
(I mean, I did leave the house today with Saer and their mom, we went to Powell's books where I spent too much money but I got a couple of wlw manga and a Judith Butler book among a few other things, and also we went to a vintage clothing store that seemed to have NO END but I bought one thing there, a lavender satin bathrobe, the short kind; the only thing wrong with it was that it's a bit faded in some places and it's a little small on me but it's a bathrobe, and it was like $26 AND 100% SILK)
a question many astronauts have surely asked as well!
these two squabbling but not actually fighting always sounds like flirting, it doesn't help that a split second after that screenshot, Catra actually smiles for a second
Look. I love them.
Bow: "Adora, Catra's right"
Everyone's eyes: go wide
Bow: "...that felt weird to say"
the startled noise they all make when he starts talking lolol
but Catra has some flashes (from when she was in the hive mind) and says Krytis is a planet, nice. There's something there Horde Prime doesn't want them to know--so they head for Krytis, roll intro theme
:O
oh man they really did start changing this up every episode. Look at poor Perfuma's face.
Anyway on Krytis they find an old Horde ship and everyone else is trying to figure out what happened but poor Catra is remembering what it was like to be chipped :(
there's a cute moment when she notices her tail is all fluffy from fear and smooths it out before joining the others
there's a "crack" video where Entrapta's little walk here is dubbed with a clip from an ancient Spiderman show's theme song
ahaha
LOOK AT HER the way Bow says this is so great
POOR CATRA
Adora laughs longer than anyone else after Catra gets the helmet off and Catra blushes and smiles and everyone stands around not wanting the ruin the moment--and then Entrapta finds something and squeals and startles the shit out of everyone and it's SO GREAT
Catra: "So, wait, the plan is to barge ahead into the structurally unsound building to find some mystery person that we know nothing about, in hopes that they somehow know how to defeat Horde Prime?"
Bow: "You know, we were just gonna recklessly blast our way through that blockade until you stopped us. So this whole thing is basically your idea."
Catra's starting to realize what DORKS they all are and that good-natured teasing is just part of the deal
the GLEE with which they are including her
I didn't mean to get a screenshot that makes it look like Adora is staring at Catra's butt, but(t) I'm not mad about it
Meanwhile, on Etheria:
yikes
"and yet we're still stuck with you?"
HAH
Back on Krytis Wrong Hordak is having an existential crisis as he realizes Horde Prime is not perfect
Catra fuckin' slices a door into the wall
Bow: dunno if that's safe
Glimmer: yeah I'm not sure about this either
Adora: MY GIRLFRIEND IS STRONK and has v sharp claws isn't she perfect
seriously tho Adora is BLUSHING
Catra's face
Glimmer's too, actually
oh god it's the bit where Catra keeps sneezing at the spore things in the air and Bow is just like 🥺
Adora's reaction to this conversation is also priceless
Anyway a second later, Catra leans on the wall and sinks into it, she shrieks and Adora yells "CATRA!!" and when they pull her out the wall starts sending out HUGE MURDER SPIKES
Back on Etheria:
Castaspella: "You said you had a plan. The only reason I'm following you is because if anyone would know about mind control, it's you."
Shadow Weaver: "Mind control? Is that what they told you? No. My gifts were always far subtler."
I dunno, I think torturing kids is hardly "subtle." But abuse is often hard to spot while it's happening to you.
y'know, like this shit
Okay in fairness she says she was less powerful as well and now he's chipped he's under control by the enemy and they're not strong enough to fight him
On Krytis, the Squad realizes they've gotten confused/turned around in the abandoned ship--"Isn't this where we started?!" There's a growling noise. The hallway somehow gets longer while they're walking in it. Creepy as fuck.
Oh and also it turns out Horde Prime and the First Ones fought over Krytis ages ago and Prime won but then abandoned the place anyway.
Entrapta: also there's someone right behind you
yay i know who this is lol
ALSO Catra insisting on protecting everyone is v cute
also it took me three times to get this screenshot ahahaha
and when she tackles it they both disappear
the audible PANIC
OH HEY i hit the image limit okay hold on
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no pls the "angry little man incapable of love or emotion who needs a sunshine to show him how to love" portrayal always just gives me the ick. and idk where it comes from either? i don't even really get into maxiel as far as fic reading anymore because quite a few of their writers do that and it's just? max smiles and laughs when daniel is joking around with him too, even returns the energy/keeps the joke going somtimes, u people act like he's a brooding petulant child who snaps over everything. even lando. their past streams - that interview after their podium this year - max is ALWAYS cracking jokes with and being just as sarcastic as lando is when they're together!! we don't really have a ton of lestappen recent, non-racing moments to go off of, but even throughout this season, max seemed genuinely disappointed that ferrari didn't give charles the strategy/support to fight him for the championship? i don't really ship them (nor do i know anyone who does), but i'm always drawn to yuki and max in those combined rbr/at PR/challenge things because he's also pretty smiley and jokey with yuki as well? idk i could go on with other examples as well but max! verstappen! cares! about! people! and! has! emotions! a lot of media may villainize him and portray him as a dick, but if you actually look at his interactions with other drivers, it's pretty apparent that's not reality lmao.
All this.
The fucking media did an absolutely excellent job of making him look like a merciless and loveless robot. Anyone who actually doesn't follow his interviews or watches the team content or focuses on the way how his close circle of friends and people talk about him are simply swallowing up this disgustingly fake and damaging persona like some starved man.
People say they hate toxic stuff, but 90% of the fandom is obsessed with this toxic media presentation and further using it to either to push their own agenda/angle or just use it in their fan creations because it is both very easy and also creates the desired dramatic effect to become popular on social media (for whatever it is worth).
I seriously can't take anyone painting him like this as a fan no matter how many fics they might have written with him in it as the protag (since we are talking about fanfiction) because they themselves are just being tools to further cement this deliberate villanization/dehumanization of him. They are also the reason why this characterization has become so popular. People see it garners reaction, so they produce more of it. It is also a very easy trope to build conflict upon, so...
I am also a fan of stories where the character finds their happiness again/gets out of depression (or learns to battle it better)/turns into a better self of themselves not only because he finds this sunshine person that miraculously cures them out of whatever the fuck they had, but because they grow as a character, (re)discovers themselves, and genuinely starts to stand on their own feet, not using the sunshine person as their emotional clutch as so many fics love to do.
Dunno why we are romanticising and elevating dependency that takes its roots from brokenness due to past abuse&oppression and using the other character as the sole reason/bane of this damaged character's existence as the highest form of love where the said character magically knows and understands the damaged person. Always.
#it gets boting after a while#and especially when people start yo believe that is the ''actual'' rl version of the person
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Children of the Red King, Charlie Bone and the Blue Boa / Invisible Boy: Part One
(Forgive the weird pink lighting in a lot of these, I was reading in the evening in the orchard. This one is also gayer than usual, for what it's worth)
I don't get why they always do their plotting in Filbert Street. Surely if they want to keep their business secret it would make more sense for Grizelda to go and visit her sisters in Darkly Wynd where they can't be overheard... Oh well, Yewbeams are a weird bunch.
I wanna read a whole story about why Ben's mum was wearing a false moustache. Maybe his parents were undercover at a very exclusive super-gay gentleman's club.
"Yours affectionately" 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 Uncle P is everything to me.
Why is it that the prettiest girl the boys have ever seen always have blonde curly hair in these kinds of books? Not that there's anything wrong with blond curls but, honestly, no imagination!
I honestly don't know how Maisie doesn't lose her shit on a daily basis being bossed around by her daughter's mother-in-law. Woman has the patience of a saint. Also, glad to see Charlie is continuing to work on his language skills. We'll make a polyglot of you yet dear boy!
Ok I give up. I still can't figure out the age range of this school at all. We're back to Billy being the youngest (at 8), and Belle, who is 12, is apparently a junior. I'm looking at alternative school systems, and it DOES seem that the UK used to predominently follow a First school/Middle School/High School system up until around the 80s. So I can only assume Bloors is like some combined Middle/High school, that goes up to 18. I dunno.
yooooooo why u gotta do my poor little meow meow so dirty like this?? 😭😭😭😭 Don't worry, Magical Anime Girl Manfred, you'll always be famous to me 💕
In other news YES MR BOLDOVA. I totally forgot he had this whole storyline. Man he's like the cool hot teacher everyone's in love with. I would absolutely have been.
Mr Pope was justified here, tbh.
Bro they aren't even buying him new shoes?? C'mon! These Bloors have got to start treating their prisoners better.
Yeah, Tanc and Gabe! Of course my precious gay boys are not falling for this creepy bitch and her crap. 💖💖💖
IT'S MR OMINOUS ISN'T IT. I sort of remember. I have to admit I'm surprised it didn't occur to Charlie to ask him to look after Runner Bean at the Pets' Cafe (after Benjamin just unceremoniously dumped him on him with zero warning, wtf Ben).
Ironically, a good place for Paton to live then LMAO.
WHAT IS IT WITH ALL THE RANDOM IMPRISONED PEOPLE IN THIS SERIES. THIS. IS. NOT. NORMAL.
Mr Boldova is SO babygirl, honestly. Well someone has to be, while Paton has fucked off somewhere, right? God, can you imagine them together though?? Don't get me wrong I love Paton and Julia BUT HEAR ME OUT HERE. What's the perfect solution for someone who breaks artificial lights? A significant other who can MAKE light.
Charlie watching after Gabriel as he goes, smiling like a goon? Is there hope for my good crack ship Chabriel after all??
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Bad opinion but I’m worried Good Omens season 2 is gonna be… bad
tl;dr No one will like at the bottom
idk how you’re supposed to top the literal A̷̾ͅp̷̥̓ọ̴̈c̸̺͒a̶̘͒l̵̞̆y̵͑ͅp̴̫͛s̶̖̕ĕ̷̢ and the revealed plot so far is Azipharale and Crowley ship two wlw and give them (likely poor) relationship advice. Also Gabriel is naked and has amnesia
Part of what makes Good Omens good is the way smaller lives are intertwined and collide into the biggest event. Eternal inevitably and the inconceivable whims of the Almighty are portrayed with levity, and the very human (or sometimes not) relationships are taken very seriously
The ineffable is affected by the insignificant because it isn’t insignificant at all
With this element of something cosmically large versus cosmically small gone it just feels like a fanfic. Like a kinda typical fluffy one-shot, not even a crack fic stupid enough to be fun
I have no idea the full plot (and still need to finish the final ep of season 1, though I did get it spoiled amongst Other Things ™️,) but yeah, just looking at that one poll alone where a lot of people’s fav side character season 1 was the Delivery Man who was such a small part of it but his brief characterization and his tragic end (“all part of the plan”) is so memorable and clearly a fan fave…
I dunno, I’m sure these new characters will be lovely and well written and engaging but I’m more invested in the whole of Good Omens and how it tackles spirituality and the Big Questions and intimate relationships VS just Aziraphale’s and Crowley’s fascinating and adorable and frustrating relationship 😶
tl;dr Ineffable Husbands is a great ship and their interactions give life but I need season 2’s stakes to be much higher than a 3K oneshot AU coffehouse human! Aziraphale/human!Crowley fanfic on fanfiction(dot)net written by a precocious yet talented 15 year old oof sorry going 2 Hell now buh bye
#using the coffeehouse au metaphor like i did for tomgreg in succ lol sorry#it ended up being super fcked up in the end which was good but still#yes pining is tension but i want MORE#itll prob be good but not for me idk i hope im wrong#good omens#aziraphale#crowley#ineffable husbands#good omens season 2#i will prob get yelled at & i will thoroughly deserve it#or maybe no one cares idk lol
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Ask and ye shall receive.
So I recently got into the most TMNT (henceforth referred to as Rise) and everyone is wrong about it except for me. Kids are comfortable writing fics about turtle cannibalism but go feral with rage if you mention turtle peen. it's wild.
There's so many unhinged takes over there, but one of mine? I think meeting the Rise boys would be the villain origin story of every other iteration of turtle men there is. Rise! boys get to just walk around like normal people because they simply tell everyone who asks that they're cosplayers. They have a whole city of people like them to go dick around in. Their dad actively chose to give them a childhood and rejected the ideas that they have set duties or obligations simply for existing. Mikey once threw a cargo ship at Shredder. Donnie's robot son craves violence. Leo is voiced by Ben Schwartz.
I think any other turtle man who met these kids would immediately go full villain. Imagine you've spent your whole life getting ratioed by a chewed up piece of bubble gum and then a fucking toddler throws a building at the bigger, meaner version of said bubble gum and dooms him to a slow painful death of starvation and isolation in a hell dimension. I'd be jokerized at first contact.
This is also why you can only really do crack crossovers between Rise and the other versions, because the Rise boys would kill other Shredders instantly, completely on accident. Their Shredder walked off being hit in the face by a cargo ship they'd set i dunno 2003 Shredder on fire and then wonder why he's screaming. It's like trying to put Naruto into fucking..... Law and Order. Orange boy just kills people completely by accident because he doesn't know that normal people can't be hit with the equivalent force of a bullet train. To try to do a serious crossover between Rise and the other universes is an exercise in futility that ultimately leaves at least once group extremely nerfed and the other holding the idiot ball.
(Also if you want to know about my Entirely Correct takes on the anatomy of turtle people let me know. I just felt like it was rude to come into a strangers askbox to rant at them about cloacas and turtle penises without consent)
i cannot believe i am typing this out, but absolutely feel free to rant about turtle penises
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May I request our boy Pip on the list ask?
I love my boy Pip. He deserved better. Anyway, ty for dropping the ask, Rotten!! Time to think about things I haven't really bothered to in a while lol.
1: sexuality headcanon
Summed up by the phrase "I'm not gay, but 20 bucks is 20 bucks." And I don't mean that in the offensive sense. Pip is largely straight, but has definitely questioned himself and engaged in some intimate acts with men. Just to give it a shot while he was young and staring death in the face.
Maybe the best term is straight but homoflexible. Like he is attracted to women, but under the right set of circumstances he wouldn't turn a man down even if he wouldn't usually pursue it. And all things considered, for as rare as it is, Pip is pretty comfortable with it.
If anything, one of the things keeping him from being any more interested in men is all the time he spends with the rest of the Geese. Camp is a bit too rough and fighting with and losing men like your brothers creates quite a bit of emotional scar tissue.
2: otp
SerPip. They deserved so many good things and I start sobbing every time I have to watch Pip's death. At least they have each other for company forever, though. 'Til death do they part is no match for a determined little vampire, apparently!
3: brotp
Canon-wise I dunno if we really saw Pip's interactions with the rest of the Hellsing cast to really say he'd be bros with anybody (even between Iscariot and Mill!) But I think he'd probably be pretty cool bros with Integra. Similar ages and leaderly roles in their respective groups. It's easy to see them kicking back to have a cigar together and chat at least once. Teggy desperately needs more friends and socialization outside of work, too, and so in that respect Pip would be healthy for her.
But that said non-canon wise it's gotta be Pip and Barrett. Like, they're at the right age to wingman for each other and they have absolutely iconic chemistry as friends. We need to see more of them. Pretty pls. (I mean I could theoretically also write some but I am far more inclined to write uncle Pip to Barrett's kids because That is also rich with possibility...)
4: notp
Honestly I don't give a shit who ships what or how relationships between other characters are explored. And like, I think there are plenty of chances to explore Pip as a comrade and friend to many folks of the cast. But if we're talking about romantic shipping, I don't think I could ever see Pip with Alucard or Walter. And TBF I haven't seen it, but it also seems like a crack thing with relatively little canon support (until somebody kicks down my door and informs me otherwise).
5: first headcanon that pops into my head
Dude is surprisingly good at holding a home together. Like he keeps the place clean enough, knows how to cook basic things, and probably bothers to at least half-ass making his bed every morning. There's something about the civility to be savored at home before going back out to work, you know? He lives like a dog the rest of the time so he may as well live like a man while it suits him.
6: favorite line from this character
Full disclosure I do not really bond closely with lines or specific phrases. So it's hard to remember and I had to go back and listen to a bunch of stuff lmao.
But pip's little monolog to to Seras before Zorin shows up where he's talking about London and how nice and normal people were just kinda gets me. It's not quite the same as a love letter to the mundane life, but he's one of the few folks in hellsing really showing off some humanity there. So I really like that one, as often as I forget about it lol.
7: one way in which I relate to this character
Honestly Pip seems like the kinda guy to roll with the punches and that's how I like to think I am too. Like, he's adaptable: learns the supernatural is real (ok), decides he wants a vampire gf (brave man), and still manages to stand for his core beliefs at the end of the day. I like to think I'm the same in that sense, where I can adapt until I have something worth standing up for.
8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character
I dont think anything canon pip would do could ever give me second hand embarrassment. But also consider he can't really rub one out in privacy after being made into a familiar. And he's stuck in his uniform unless he needs to change. Seras can't just imagine him in other clothes, right????
Moreover why do any vampire ghouls keep their clothes???? Why are they not naked???? Is Alucard just one giant closet?????
9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?
CINNAMON ROLL (and I will fight for this)
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Are you currently working on any fics?
Also, are there any fic ideas you wanna see someone write?
I think you've probably mentioned this, but do you have any pairings you don't like?
Oh goodness, man I've got so many! XD aside from ongoing fic series like Chance of Rain, Right By Accident, and [insert fic title that hasn't been updated in a long time], there's some older pieces I've yet to finish making, and a few various one shots that need completing. Some of them are cool added ideas to headcanons and such (like a Dipper story that branches off from my Team Effort series), and some of them is just unexplained crackshipping, like a Blade/Skipper drabble I've been trying to finish for a year.
As far as what I'd love to see other people write, hm...kind of a tough one given I write most everything I want to see written, though lots of ideas get thrown into the void for grabs since I write so many. But I would honestly love to see more interpretations of alternate universes in the World of Cars, fantasy worlds or superheros or time travel, things that haven't already been done before in the fandom. I like the weird shit. (and speaking of the weird shit, I just had an inexplicable urge to write a rodeo AU, so that's going to be a fun project ;P )
Ooh, pairings that I don't like...well that's a tough one honestly. There's not too many WoC ships that I am 100% "against" or openly don't like. I think a lot of the times I just prefer one ship more than another, but I've seen some pretty uncommon ships well-written and they honestly slap, despite the crack.
I think by the majority though, I'm not as keen anymore on Dusty/Ishani and Dusty/Dipper, only because the material for both doesn't feel as strong as it could be. Don't get me wrong, they CAN be good ships if the work is put into it, but eh, I just haven't seen it yet. I'm also not super into Dusty/Skipper, unless, again, it's very well made. And, I'm not really big on any Cabbie ships, though admittedly that's more to do with the fact that the only ships I've ever seen with him are with OCs. (Cabbie/Windlifter is fucking cute though, ngl) Uhhh other than thaaat...I dunno, I'm more in it for quality of content than the ship as it is? You can make a lot of ships work well when you do it right. You can also fuck a lot of ships up if you do it wrong lol xP
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One Piece Chapter 1070 - Initial Thoughts
And we return, not sure if it's the last chapter of the year but we get to 1070. I know I may've said it last year but considering how we got chapter 1000 on the stroke of 2020 but still, 70 chapters in 2 years is not bad going, we finished Wano and since then it's just been banger after banger
So let's see what the next one has going for it
Spoilers for the Chapter, Support the Official Release
Man the young MADS crew are certainly...a look? Caesar with the bowl cut is not it my dude, skinny Queen out here looking like a maniac, dunno what Judge's hair is on but WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE TWIRLY BROWS!? There's a slight curl for sure but it explains little! Dunno who stockings would be, part of me thinks it could be Stussy since she is sussy. Younger Vegapunk kinda looks badass but he's still got the giant head
Sentomaru's still alive! He used his ryou toreduce the damage of Lucci's attack, but he's still in a fight for consciousness
Before Lucci can go for another crack at him though, Luffy smacks him with a Taz spin kick
Seems Luffy's Gear Fifth moves are getting the 'Dawn' naming choice
In true Luffy fashion though, Luffy can't stop spinning and drills through the ground XD
The Seraphim meanwhile are cooking the CP0 redshirts, didn't consider the utility of Sr Pink's fruit with Fishman Karate though that's quite effective
Franky though asks if Sr Pink is dead given the use of his fruit though, it seems he's still in Impel Down
It seems that while only Zoans can be manufactured via SMILE, Vegapunk was only able to replicate Mythical Zoans (worry sensors, Luffy is a mythical zoan so does that mean his power can be replicated?), Logia types are 'difficult' but Paramecia had a way to work around
It seems instead of recreating the fruit, Vegapunk could simply harness the lineage factor of Paramecia users to replicate their abilities, which he calls 'green blood'
So like SMILEs are all Zoan-onlys, Seraphim are Paramecia-onlys basically; S-Snake and S-Bear share the same fruits as their originators - unclear if S-Hawk has a fruit still though. Wonder if this means there are Logia-onlys somewhere
Just an additional since it's causing twitter stir: No I don't think the CP0 agents affected by S-Snake's fruit are lusting after a child, I interpreted it as them finding her cute. Boa's powers work on lust because of her physical appearance, but even she's managed to petrify people by simply acting cutesy around them, the fact that Blackbeard was after the fruit also implies that it's likely not just beauty that can empower the fruit's skillset
Vegapunk also calls the Seraphim the 'Strongest Humans', though if Blackbeard can take one I'd bet Whitebeard could've swatted a few
It is however, not lost on the lab group that these Seraphim are potentially future enemies
Lucci leaving a proper looney shaped hole in the wall XD but there's the evil smile as he tries to go for Sentomaru again
Giant Luffy through the ground!
I don't care who you are that should terrify anyone
The chomp down misses so Luffy spits the rubble at Lucci, who uses his haki to knock them away
Luffy deadass manifested some goggles before using a tube to Dawn Rocket his way into Lucci's abdomen, and about a foot past where his spinal column should be
Lucci is definitely cooked, but he's also still barely conscious
S-Snake is a tsundere, getting all flustered when Jinbe called her nicer than OG Boa for helping them, this is our first instance of Seraphim having personality though
Sentomaru gets one last exchange with Luffy before directing Luffy to the vacuum rocket
I guess now Luffy's a bit more duty-bound to have Vegapunk on the ship, even if it's only to move him someplace else
Bonney just now regains consciousness after all the shit has gone down
The Vacuum Rocket seems to be a mix of the Futurama travel tubes and the bullet train, since it got them to the labophase in 32 seconds
Egghead's going on lockdown now though
Despite some credit given to him by Kaku, Sentomaru does indeed pass out, which leaves CP0 with the 4 Seraphim on hand
Lucci you can talk all you like of 'if we wait they'll likely escape' but really you just want to keep fighting we see you
So the lab group learn about Vegapunk seemingly joining on the ship for escort, which does beget a lot of reaction
With Atlas in the med bay, Bonney's storming out in a huff again, locked in on wanting to kill Vegapunk again
Meanwhile CP0 intend to keep everyone in Egghead from escaping
Kizaru's still on his way too, back with his sarcastic stoner personality, and a fleet of warships to boot...
So this was another fun chapter for me at least; we got some more Gear Fifth action with Luffy beating up Lucci, but the scales are soon to shift with Kizaru's approach and CP0 using the Seraphim.
Giving S-Snake some dialogue intrigues me though, because if they have personality then they should have wills of their own, they're not mindless like the Pacifista, so what's to stop them from going against orders? Also I wonder how Oda will play this, since Vegapunk outranks CP0, so surely they would need to KO all the Punks before setting the Seraphim on the Straw Hats.
They also still need to get up there in the first place, but we also have to remember that Zoro, Brook and Caribou (who has to come into play still, but all hope for Carrot is gone at this point, which still annoys me) are still on the ground floor too! They need something to do still, plus they're the only ones not clued in on the Vegapunk deal too.
So basically the criticisms still stand; the non-Luffy characters need a direction beyond watching or waiting on the sidelines, I expect we will get there but it is taking its sweet time, maybe Oda's waiting for the Year of Franky or something along those lines. But this is the floor to get some upgrades for other Straw Hats too, while maybe fighting an Admiral and the Seraphim in the process.
It didn't say break next week so I guess we might get some scanlations on the 29th, but the official for 1071 will be in 2023 either way so we'll have to wait and see what follows.
#one piece#one piece spoilers#op spoilers#vegapunk arc#egghead island#straw hat pirates#monkey d. luffy#dr vegapunk#vegapunk stella#vegapunk#cp0#rob lucci#sentomaru#seraphim#s snake#boa hancock#jewelry bonney#kizaru#borsalino#one piece jinbe#jinbe#jimbei#gear fifth#s shark#senor pink#MADS#vinsmoke judge#queen the plague#caesar clown
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2k12 tmnt for the fandom asks
(sorry i haven't answered yours yet, been having an off day but i'll get to it soon 🙏)
(lol no worries take your time friend!)
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I’ll tell you:
The first character I first fell in love with:
I feel the answer is well know XD I love Raph! I mean makes sense he was my favorite in 03 but I turly loved what 2012 did with him as well. He such a cocky shit at the start of the show and its not that he stops that trait but you do see how he develops for the better as the shown went on. Him feeling he was better and should be leader to how he more takes to his role in his team. You see him go from someone who cracks under pressure when given leadership to making sure he's always prepared, how he makes sure none of them esp Leo are left behind how he lets his softer side come out more when Chompy comes in. HE's also a little smart ass and people need to let him cuss he's had it u-u
The character I never expected to love as much as I do now:
Shinigami, I sort of dropped off watch 2012 during season 4 so I didn't see her much outside a few epsiode I caught here and there. I havent quite gotten to when she is in the show now either outside clips and such I have seen. But I expected me to feel as I do Renet shes fine but there. Honestly though? I love her. I like how she isn't the usual gloom and doom but even laughs at Mikey's jokes i dunno I just enjoy her.
The character everyone else loves that I don’t:
Renet, I wouldn't say I hate her. Much how I just wasn't much for the 03 version I would say gose the same in 12. I like her just fine shes a fun charater for the episodes she comes in for and such mostly love the season 5 monter arch. I personlly love her most for the fact she shares a VA with Terra from Teen Titans so it was like getting Beast Boy and Terra back. She just there she's fine I dont find her annoying but Im not hyped about her personally myself.
The character I love that everyone else hates:
I wouldn't say he is hated but I do see Casey tends to not get much love or people will makes statments about him I just don't agree with like saying he is selfish and uncaring. When you do see that isn't ture. You learn that he and raph talk about stuff like what happened to spike. You see hes the one April talks when at the time who she thought was her mom wanted to leave and she had to pick to stay or go with her. Casey dose care about the turtles he often right there when they need help, he covers them in their battles and like the nightmare episode from the farm house arch he was ready to beat an old man for possibly being the reason they were going to die. I genuinely just love Casey my re watch has made me love him even more I just can't get over his stupid laugh sometimes XD
The character I used to love but don’t any longer:
Slash, NOT that I hate him either I thought he was villain longer though? but he had such a sudden turn around and it felt like such a waste to me. I felt like he could have been good as Raph arch enemy over Xever. Could been used to add to Raph and Casey friendship/partnership. I still like Slash I just wish he had been a villain a bit longer just for all untap story he had to offer.
The character I would totally smooch:
Give all the turtles smooches on their heads they been through it in this shown u-u
The character I’d want to be like:
hmmm mr murakami? I dunno dude seems to be enjoying live got hos own businesses willing to make stuff for the turtles he seems chill despite getting dragged into stuff from just knowing the turtles.
The character I’d slap:
-Raph I love my boy but he needs to be slapped u-u
-Leo also needs a slap sometimes
-Casey he exsits hit em
-Donnie i love him to but smack this boy
A pairing that I love:
Rasey uwu I love these two no matter the series I gotta ship these idiots im a sucker for the best friends to lovers trope
A pairing that I despise:
hmm I don't think I have any sure theres some I dont ship or personally like much but eh cant say I have a ship I like hate you know? Besides I rather spend time enjoy what I love anyway.
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Ask Game: A, B, E, K, L, N, O, P, R, V, Z.
Anon, send me "Z" in its own ask. I got a plan for that one and I've already written enough here. This needs its own post.
A - Ships that you currently like a lot.
V/Johnny is probably one of my main ships right now. Same with Johnny/Kerry but one that I love and don't talk about much is Cletus Kasady/Carnage Symbiote.
B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.
V and Takamura, at first, I just did not get it at all and while its not a main ship for me, I see why ya'll ship them.
E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom? If so, what?
Oh god. Okay so ummm...I wrote a crack fic that ships Thanos from the MCU with Knull the God of Symbiotes. Its fucking great, its terrible, I want to burn it, I should frame it, you can read it here
K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?
I got two here. First being Johnny Silverhand. We get glimpses of his past self being a total fucking asshole and we know from others that he wasn't always a good person but we get to watch this slow change with V's help as he grows into a person that you could sit in the same room with. At the end even willing to give his life for V's which I feel like is something that past Johnny would not have done at all. My second one would be Eddie Brock. He went from being one of Mavel's top villains with a grudge to kill Spider-Man to somewhat healing his wounds and ends up, no joke, not kidding, being a fucking God who wants to save the world from Knull. Its really stunning to see.
L- Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your fave
I'm very middle of the road with River Ward. His personality is a little, I don't know, I can't really find the word. But his quest? One of the most interesting in gaming and I said it once and I'll say it again, DO NOT run his quest at the farm if you are not sober, you won't have a good time. Also Mickey Jones from Doctor Who didn't deserve to be led on so much by Rose. He might have been a bit annoying, but The Doctor and Rose didn't treat him like they should have
N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice)
Really the only thing I wish that was a different is I feel like fic writers don't get the credit we deserve. I understand why visual art gets the attention it does and it should! Drawing of any type if hard as fuck! I don't see this as much in the Cyberpunk fandom because everyone is really happy to get any type of content but I saw this in the Marvel fandom where most often drawings would get praised way more than fics. Honestly on that topic, the Cyberpunk fandom is one of the chilliest fandoms I've ever been in. If I had to pick a second one I'd say I wish people would post more about their OCs!(I say this while pointing at a mirror) I love love seeing ya'lls lil guys! I always wanna see more!(Again, still pointing at the mirror)
O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?
Oof, okay, here we go, loading up my liked songs on Spotify and hitting random. Here were go
Sparks Fly • Taylor Swift (spotify.com)
Had to think of this one but I feel Kerry and V would fit this. I've read alot of MaleV/Kerry stuff where they are both hopeless romantic mushy types and this just feels like something they would dance to in the living room when it was just them. Judy/V also popped into my head but I'm not sure why.
P - Invent a random AU for any fandom
AU in which Johnny is a devil hunter in Devil May Cry. He's got the vibe for it, the gun, and the guitar. In fact he's modded his guitar in such a way that he can use it as a weapon (think Nevan from Devil May Cry). I could see Samurai being both a rock band and a band of devil hunters as well. Not sure where V could fit in. Maybe they got, I dunno, bit by a demon and know they got fucked up powers?
R - Which friendship/platonic relationship is your favorite in fandom?
We really don't get to see enough of V and Misty and that's a damn shame. I would have loved maybe a little side quest thing with the two of them, more so than just Jackie's funeral. I also love Jackie's and V's friendship. I know some people ship them but I just see them as friends. Its really driven home that you can't trust anyone in Night City and here's Jackie willing to take V under his wing after they lost everything. A real choom, good guy, truly.
V - Which character do you relate to most?
In Cyberpunk 2077? Despite her not being one of faves, Judy. Much like her I also a friend to suicide. It was that quest that prevented me from playing the game for two years because I didn't know how I would handle it. Only to find that when I played, and V comforts Judy, It felt like comforting myself. I understood her feelings of loss and guilt. Its a type of feeling you only get when someone close to you takes their own life and its hard to put into words. Recently my grandparents sold my childhood home, my forest and my safeplace. Seeing Judy explore the flooded remains of her childhood home made me cry after this. I understand now. The longing for a place you'll never go back to and even if you do, it won't be the same. The feeling of watching memories play out before your eyes. Its not something you really get over and it changes you.
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love your fandom asks: 1. list 3 positive things about your current fandom(s), 5. something you see in fics a lot and love, 8. you hope more people will come to appreciate ___ (a ship, a trope, an episode, etc), 13. your favorite type of fandom event (gift exchange, ship week, secret santa, prompt meme, etc)
list 3 positive things about your current fandom(s)
Okay, so as you know, our little server has this comment bingo going on, which is SO GREAT and I'm so happy people got excited and on board about it and kept up with it for the whole two weeks. But on top of that, the way it turned into this sharing experience with people highlighting other stories for people to read and comment on to fill a particular bingo square, the way people came together making spreadsheets (not in my skill set!) to make the process smoother for everyone- like, just out of the blue. It gave me the doki dokis for sure.
2. i feel like I get to be a part of this well cultivated little corner of the internet where there's a good number of people, and while we are all broadly there to be excited about one thing (mattfoggy) most people have a little niche they're exploring (a particular run of the comics, building a collection, completing a reading list, their own OC Au) and there is always at least one person there who is also excited about it and cheering them on- which encourages people to keep going and it's just... I dunno, the garden is well tended and growing, y'know?
3. The Murderdock kids meme like it's their JOB and I love that for us
something you see in fics a lot and love
I don't know if it's that I've been lucky with the fandoms I've picked, or the media itself that lends it to this- but I read a lot of TOP TIER BANTER in fics that is enough to make me laugh out loud at times, and I'm so here for it. There are a ton of genuinely funny people writing ingenious dialogue for my blorbos and I can't thank them enough for bringing a smile to my face. <3 <3 <3
you hope more people will come to appreciate _ (a ship, a trope, an episode, etc)
THE UNTAPPED POTENTIAL FOR KURT WAGNER TO HANG OUT IN HELL'S KITCHEN. Look, he's already been a Spider-Man, he can go hang out with the Defenders, why not? Maybe if he ran Matt through with the Hope sword it would fix him.
your favorite type of fandom event (gift exchange, ship week, secret santa, prompt meme, etc)
After participating in a lot of events, I think my favorites tend to be anything that is collaborative in nature. Like, prompt fests and secret santas are cool in theory, but sometimes it can feel like you've toiled for ages in secret for weeks or months and then sometimes the payoff is lackluster (no comment from recipient, so many works dropped on one day some fall through the cracks), or someone ended up not participating and... just the reality is kinda meh.
But collaborations- things like Big Bangs or zines or anything like that, where the *process* and sharing and communicating and pumping people up is just as much a part of it as the final reveal- I think that's what gets me the most excited about a fandom. I like things that give me an opportunity to get to know people better and share what we like about a given fandom or ship.
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Call Me Al
Nelen gazed out at the city of London, standing on the precipice over the flowing waters below. All it’d take is one step. One step to write the final sentence of a mess that had begun when he was foolish enough to carve Merihim’s sigil into his hands that fateful night in Cincinnati.
Just… one little step…
He sighed, his mind going back to that day, ignoring Merihim’s protests.
London England, seven years ago, minus a month or three
He and Dawn stumbled off the ship that they’d stowed away on to sneak out of New York City. Dawn could get them food easily, the kitten able to turn invisible and teleport things. It took a bit out of her to move stuff with her they’d found, but she managed enough that they could eat okay on the long voyage from America to England.
They’d teleported onto land when the ship docked, the warlock and his cat walking through the city.
“So… why are we here?” she asked.
“There’s somewhere I might be able to find a way to muzzle this thing. I can’t undo my pact without dying, but I can at least… I dunno… leash him somehow. Make him less likely to take me over again.” he nodded.
Dawn tilted her head, “Where are we anyways?” she asked.
“London. But keep it down, there’s mundanes around and I don’t want anyone staring at us.” he nodded as they made their way through the city.
He took several turns, trying to remember what he’d heard from the relatives in his childhood, and eventually they arrived at a brick wall. “Okay, I think this is it… there should be…” he looked around, then nodded and picked up a stick of magnetic chalk laying next to an ancient pay phone. “Okay… and…” he held it up, writing on the wall of the alley the following:
‘Daigon Alley is for Pussies.’
As he added the period the wall suddenly cracked open and revealed a long tunnel into darkness. Dawn clung to his shoulder, her eyes huge and her tail floofing out.
“Bingo… if I can’t get a way to leash him here I’m screwed.” he nodded, walking through the tunnel.
They walked along the tunnel, the kitten’s eyes darting left and right as she swore she saw movement or heard voices, and then finally they emerged into a busy city street straight out of a mad mirror of reality.
All along the street walked supernatural beings openly. Werewolves and vampires and hobgoblins oh my! Next to the street a goat-legged man in the top half of an Amani business suit checked his watch while he waited for a cab and nearby a gigantic stitched together man and an ancient Egyptian mummy argued over what sounded like the last Chelsea VS Arsenal football match (British football, not that wussy American stuff.)
To their left was a record shop selling a new release by Nirvana from a timeline when Curt Kobain, now Catrina Kobain, never shot himself (or rather HERself.) To their right was a drug store, in that it actually openly sold drugs of all sorts. More mundane things like weed, coke, heroin, and the like but also things like basilisk blood, powdered unicorn horn, faerie dust, and gods only knew what else.
Cars thundered up and down the road in a manner more akin to natural selection rather than commuting. A thought only added to when an intoxicated pedestrian stumbled too close to the street and one of the cars suddenly sprouted razor-sharp teeth and snapped him up into its jaws, devouring him before he even had a chance to scream.
Down the side street were nightclubs galore, offering the kind of thrills that most could only dream of. A fetish club called ‘Such Sights’ with a cenobite trying to flag passerby in for some real thrills.
Across the road was a bar for androids called ‘01000001 01110011 01101001 01101101 01101111 01110110 00100111 01110011.’ Bit of a mouthful for people with brains made of carbon instead of silicone, but it seemed to have good business.
Above them the moon hung in the sky, a massive disc ten times larger than Dawn had ever seen it! A shadow flew over it after a moment… it wasn’t an airplane.
The kitten’s tail was a massive floof of fur as she darted this way and that on Nelen’s shoulder, her tiny claws digging into him through his teeshirt as she tried to take it all in. “Wha… WHAT IS ALL THIS HUMAN?!” she squeaked loudly.
“The Nightside.” he smirked, walking along the path, “The Dark Heart of London apparently, where all the stuff that can’t exist openly in the mundane world goes to. Well, one of the places, this one is tied directly to London though.” he nodded, heading down a couple alleyways, “Anyways, if I can’t find someone here who knows how to leash this thing, I’m as good as dead anyways.” he grunted.
After a bit they arrived at their destination, a small hole in the wall door down some stairs with a single sign above it: “Strangefellows.”
He walked down and opened the door, walking into the kind of bar that most people would have simply turned around and left, going up to the counter and taking a seat between a main in full Victorian dress and a zombie in a leather bustier and skirt, looking at the bartender.
“Wow, and I thought I was a miserable fuck.” he grunted.
The bartender snorted back at him. He wore all black, with black glasses and a black beret, and was wiping a dirty glass with a dirtier rag. “Fuck you too newbie. Name’s Alex Morissey, this is my bar for my sins. Make any trouble and those two will throw you out of my bar and through the wall of the next building over. Got it?” he nodded to the door. From one angle it looked like a pair of women, from another it looked like two sets of brick shithouses stapled to each other. “Now, wut’litbemac?” he asked.
Nelen looked over the menu, then picked the only thing he could recognize. “Coke.” he nodded, “And some milk for the cat.” he added, “And… know anyone who can do something to help with this?” he asked, holding out his hand, palm up.
The bartender looked at the sigil carved into his skin, then snorted, “You literally bound a demon to your flesh? Yeah I got someone who can help. Head to the Street of Gods and find The Gun Shop, Church of Saint Smith and Saint Wesson. They’ll give you something that you can blow your brains out with quick and get it over with.” he replied.
He frowned as Alex set out a bottle of coke for him and a saucer of… what was presumably milk. Dawn jumped onto the counter and sniffed at it, then made a face as her fur puffed out.
“Hmm… may I?” asked the man next to him.
Nelen looked over, then shrugged, “Sure, I’ll take any help I can get at this point.” he replied, holding out his palm.
A pair of hands in white silk gloves took his, looking it over. “… ah, Merihim of Pestilence and the Infernal Storm if I’m not mistaken.” he nodded. “Yes yes I know just the thing, but I’m afraid I can’t simply give it away…” he murmured.
Nelen winced, “Shit, look I don’t got any money man, I…” he started, but his fellow patron held up a gloved hand.
“Now now, I’m willing to make other arrangements. I run a shop a few streets over, Alphonse’s Fine Sorceries and Alchemical Shoppe. I’ve been wanting to look into an assistant, perhaps even an apprentice. I could teach you how to help contain your little friend and more… but you would have to stay in the Nightside and work for me for the foreseeable future. Interested?” he asked.
Nelen sagged in relief. He was actually violating another taboo of Clan Fullmoon’s being here. The Clan, by rule, stayed OUT of the Nightside. This was possibly one of the only places on Earth (or at least Earth-Adjacent) that he’d be safe from the rest of Clan Fullmoon.
“Hell I needed a place to hide out anyways. Alright, I’m in!” he grinned, “Um, Alphonse was it?” he asked.
“Oh please please!” chuckled the man, looking up at Nelen, smiling widely. He wore a tophat and had a pair of thick jet black smoked glasses covering his eyes. “… call me Al.” he replied.
Nelen began his apprenticeship shortly afterwards and, true to his word, the first thing he taught Nelen was how to inscribe a binding upon a pair of gauze pads, which could then be tied to his palms. It wouldn’t stop Merihim from possessing him, but it would restrict his powers. One tendril or blood blast at a time at most, and while Merihim could control him he couldn’t tear the bandages off himself. Only Nelen could do this. As Merihim was the Lord of Pestilence, he was bound using the Seal of St. Damian, Patron Saint of Medicine. Nelen wasn’t Catholic, but it seemed to work.
He had to sign a long Apprentice/Master contract to get started, but the words seemed to twist around on him every time he tried and finally he just scrawled his name at the bottom out of sheer exhasperation.
About six months into his apprenticeship…
“STUDENT!” came Al’s voice, “Your bloody cat got into my reagents cabinet again!” he shouted.
Nelen stumbled in, wearing a black button-down shirt and slacks. Al had insisted he make himself presentable to work in his shop. The store was basically a potion shop like something out of an old medieval village, but bigger and with electric lighting. “Sorry Al! Dawn, c’mon, seriously…” he grumbled.
“Hey! I’m just bored!” she hissed. “I can’t leave the store, I can’t do anything, I can’t even watch TV!” she yowled angrily up at him.
Nelen sighed, “Yeah yeah I know… not exactly like I can just give you a squeaky mouse.” he muttered, “I guess its rough having intelligence but, yanno… an animal body…” he muttered.
Al however raised his eyebrow, “You know… I could assist there.” he said, pursing his lips and tapping his index fingers to them, looking down at the kitten. “I know of a recipe that gives non-human magical creatures the power to shapeshift. Your feline friend could learn how to make herself human-shaped.” he said.
Nelen looked up, “Really?” he asked, “Huh… that would be damn useful… I mean if nothing else she could use a TV remote then.” he nodded.
Al grinned, “Hmm… tell you what, I’ll even do this one gratis. Its not a particularly complex potion even, most of the reagents are simple enough. Why, you could even pull it off yourself if you wanted. Come now student!” he chuckled, waving a gloved finger, and guiding him to the backroom.
Nelen and Dawn watched as Al mixed several reagents in a large mortar, mixing in a cup of water. “Its really not even that hard, its more the magic than the potion, which just helps shape it honestly. A few flower seeds, some crushed butterfly cocoons, crossroads dirt, you can freestyle this one really… just five symbols of transitions minimum.” he nodded, making what looked like the world’s least appetizing smoothie.
“There we are… and now…” he touched his gloved hands to the mortar and focused and with a whoomph the bubble began glowing and bubbling, turning a bright green. “Now, the kitten must drink this dry…” he instructed, pouring it into a saucer and setting it on the floor. “And yes, ALL of it Dawn. It will taste EXACTLY how you think it will.” he nodded meaningfully.
Dawn teleported down to the floor and padded over, licking it up with her tiny pink tongue, then making a face as her fur floofed out all over, “BLECH! ITS GROSS!” she yowled.
Nelen sighed, “Yeah, I know, but if this works Dawn…” he nodded.
Dawn hissed, “I know I knooooooow…” she whined, then kept on going. She lapped it up as Al got out a small egg timer, setting it for half an hour once the bowl was finally empty and Dawn got done spitting. “Uuuughhnnn… tastes worse than when I lick after I use my box.”
“Lovely mental image there Dawn.” grunted Nelen as Al smirked.
“Right, now we wait… It’ll take approximately a half hour for the potion to begin to affect her morphological field.” he explained.
As the timer reached the five minutes to go mark Dawn stumbled, shaking her head, “Uhhnn… I feel weird…” she whined, and Nelen stared. Her fur was normally black with red patches and a white patch on her chest with an odd purple sheen whenever the light hit it the right way... but suddenly he was staring at an orange tabby kitten, then the dark glossy grey of a Russian Blue, then suddenly the rich browns of a Siamese, then a Calico.
“Uhhh…” he glanced at Al, gesturing to his feline companion.
He just smiled, “This means its working. Her morphological field is becoming malleable and open to change… and…” he raised a finger, “Three… two… one…” and then the timer dinged.
“Right, now then Dawn. Listen carefully. Close your eyes, picture how you are now… and then imagine yourself changing your body into a human’s. Don’t just immediately go from one to the other, imagine your forelegs turning into arms, your legs extending and becoming human shaped, your muzzle becoming a face... and..." he grinned widely, "There we are..." he chuckled.
Nelen stared as Dawn’s body seemed to elongate, her paws spreading and becoming hands and feet, her fur receeding into just a thin layer of body hair as the red parts of her fur raced together and elongated atop her head, forming a massive mane of bright red… and…
Al tilted his head, “Hm… that… should not have happened.” he muttered.
Dawn sat there, a little six-year-old girl now… except… one with huge yellow eyes, and cat-like ears peeking out of her hair, and a long feline tail thumping the floor behind her. “Uh… did it work?” she asked.
“Yes… and no…” frowned Al, “That SHOULD have let you become fully human, but… you’re not! Even a mundane would be able to tell you're not human!” he growled, stalking back to his spell tome and reading over it, “I know I brewed it right!”
Behind him Dawn looked down at herself, then yowled in surprise and fell onto her back. “ACK! I… what… huh?! I…” she looked at her hands, “I have thumbs!” she exclaimed, wiggling them.
Nelen looked her over, “Uh, I mean. Decent pair of sunglasses, tuck the tail into her pants, wear a hat… she could probably pass?” he tried.
“I… have thumbs…” she whispered, examining her new hands… They had tiny slits near the tips of her fingers and, sure enough, she could still make her claws pop out of them with effort.
“That’s NOT the POINT!” growled Al. “She shouldn’t have those parts at all after she transforms! Bloody hellfire and thunder I know I made it right! Oh blast it all…” he frowned, turning to face her, “Well, the spell has set. That’s her…” he made finger quotes, “Human… form now.”
Dawn held her hands up and stared up at them, “THUMBS!” she squealed, grinning hugely... far wider than a human SHOULD be able to grin. Seems one specifically Cheshire trait remained too.
Nelen and Al looked down at her.
Finally Nelen said, “… I need to buy her pants.” he nodded.
Al nodded, “Indeed, quick shopping trip to the Mammon Emporium, I think. I have a shopping list for you anyway. She can wear one of your teeshirts to get there, they’ll be a dress on her.” he agreed. “Hop to it apprentice.” he added, turning to his desk to clean up the mess.
“Thuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuumbs…” whispered Dawn, staring at them again as she flexed them back and forth.
“She should get used to it soon, they always react that way.” nodded Al.
The Nightside, Five years ago
Nelen walked back to the shop with Dawn in tow, the young Cheshire skipping along next to him in her human form. “We got done early huh?” she grinned. She wore a purple teeshirt under a pair of overalls with a hole for her tail and a pair of sneakers with light up heels. Non-humans were common in the Nightside so they just went with it.
Nelen nodded, a messenger bag hanging at his side. Al had taught him how to enlarge the inside to the equivalent of a large commercial SUV and he found it invaluable. “Yeah, wonder if Al is still busy. He said something about a meeting…” he said, unlocking the door to the shop and walking in. “Huh… seems okay… but… jeez what smells like bad eggs?” he grumbled, walking to the backroom. “Dawn you didn’t knock a jar over again did you?”
“No!” she huffed up at him, “I’ve been watching those old Reading Rainbow shows because you want me to know how to read!”
“Its useful, don’t discount it.” he replied, walking around the counter. “Al?” he tried, opening the backroom, then freezing as soon as the door was open far enough to see, waving for Dawn to stay back.
Al was there alright, his back to him, but infront of him was a circle, his potion table moved out of the way, and inside the circle was what looked like a massive lion’s head with five goat-legs sticking out in all directions, the head balanced on one.
“And what does Lord Lucifer have to say about our orders today Buer?” asked Al.
“He is in talks with the Host, Agaliarept.” replied the monster, “Yahweh is weakening badly and the Angels are getting desperate. He believes within the next decade we can make our move and has taken your suggestion into consideration. I believe he seems intrigued.” he replied.
Nelen felt his blood run cold. Agaliarept?! That was how Al knew how to bind Merihim! He was a demon himself, and not just any demon. A powerful one.
Agaliarept. Keeper of Mysteries, and a general of Hell.
Dawn whined softly and she and Nelen slowly stepped back away from the door. “Shit shit shit…” whispered Nelen, taking the Cheshire’s hand and leading her quickly upstairs, then sitting on the bed he and Dawn shared. There was only room for one so she’d just change back into a cat to sleep. “Right, right… we’ve been in the Nightside long enough. Tonight we’re telling Al that we need to head back out to the real world. Remember that thing Alex told us about? The Wulfshead?” he said to her, Dawn nodding with her eyes wide and her ears folded back, “Yeah, I say we give that a try. I’ve learned enough from Al. We’ll wait for his meeting to be over, then run like hell.” he nodded, his hands shaking.
He looked down, “… dammit did you know?” he muttered.
"… oh now you suddenly care who sells you information on me." responded Merihim in a sulky voice.
“Merihim don’t fuck around, did you KNOW?!” he hissed.
"Yeah, of course I did! You think I wouldn’t recognize someone like HIM?! I couldn’t tell you! Demons are ensorcelled to keep the identities of those above us secret when we're on Earth… and so are you dipshit! You signed his contract, both you and the cat can’t say his name!" the demon growled in an annoyed tone.
“Wait, I can’t say Ag… augh…” he clutched at his throat, his eyes wide, but when he tried to say the name his vocal chords seemed to seize up, “Aga… agali…”
"STOP TRYING YOU MORON! YOU’LL STRANGLE YOURSELF!" shouted the demon in his mind.
He coughed, rubbing his throat, “Ugh… ow… fuck…” he gasped, “We need to get out of here…”
Three hours later…
Nelen stomped down the stairs in his street clothes, walking with Dawn’s hand in his. “Al, hey, glad I caught you…” he said nervously, “Look, something’s come up on the outside. I’m afraid I gotta turn in my resignation man. Its been great working here, really you taught me a ton, but we gotta leave the Nightside.”
Al looked up from the records on his countertop, raising an eyebrow. “Oh?” he asked, then smirked. “Are you sure Fullmoon? Pity, you were a good apprentice. Nice to see not all the men in your clan are walking slabs of beef with muscles for brains…” he chuckled. “May I ask why?”
“Oh, its… something personal…” he nodded. “Sorry, family matter. I gotta get back home to America.”
“Really, and it wouldn’t have to do with my meeting with Buer having an audience earlier?” he sneered, raising his eyebrow, then reaching up and taking off his glasses. As he did Nelen realized he somehow never thought about why he always wore them. It just… never occurred to him.
Al’s eyes were crimson, with goat-like slits. “Really now apprentice…” he chuckled, his voice taking on a strange cadence. “You think I honestly can’t tell when someone is spying on me?” he chuckled.
Nelen took a step back, Dawn’s tail poofing out as they backed slowly towards the exit.
“HOWEVER! You did an excellent job while you were here… so I am open to you taking a… 'leave of absence,' but the matter of payment for Merihim’s sealing technique still isn’t settled.” grinned the demon.
Nelen froze, “Wait… what?! I was your apprentice for two years!” he said, feeling a chill go down his spine. It couldn't be his soul, only one demon could ever have a claim on a soul at a time... but if it wasn't that, what was it?
“And a fine apprentice you were my boy… but that wasn’t the payment.” he smirked, reaching into thin air and pulling out a long sheaf of papers with a flourish, putting a pair of reading glasses on his face.
“Ahem… ‘I, the undersigned, accept lessons of the sealing technique for one Merihim, Lord of Pestilince and the Infernal Storm etc, from Agaliarept Keeper of Mysteries and Great General of Hell’s legions, in exchange for one (1) firstborn child, male or female or intersex acceptable, to be delivered upon their birth to Agaliarept Keeper of Mysteries and Great General of Hell’s legions for immediate surrender unto Hell.’” he turned to him with a smirk at Nelen’s thunderstruck expression, “You really should have read the fine print…”
“I PROMISED YOU MY FUCKING FIRSTBORN?!” he shouted, his eyes wide with shock. He felt as if the floor was going to fall out from under him!
Al pursed his lips, shaking his head, “Language apprentice!” he frowned, “Tut tut, you kiss your mother with that mouth?” he smirked, “But yes, you and your feline friend are free to go out into the great wide world again. Seek adventure, thrills, excitement, perhaps even love? Just remember… should you impregnate anyone… that child is mine…” he sneered.
Nelen backed away to the door, his stomach clenching as the weight of what he’d done hit him, and then he wrenched it open and he and Dawn fled out into the Nightside with Al’s laughter ringing in their ears.
“Farewell apprentice! We shall meet again! You’re under contract after all!” he called to their retreating backs.
London England, present day
Nelen looked down at the Thames. “I’m damned, my sister is terrified of me, and if I ever have a kid they’re going to Hell the minute they’re born…” he sighed. “Everything I touch turns to shit…”
"Fullmoon, listen to me. You don’t want to go to Hell, not yet at least! Come on! Do you know how hard it is to find a host with some damn durability?!" pleaded the demon, trying anything he could think of to stop him! He couldn't possess Nelen unless he was angry, and this wasn't anger!
“I don’t care anymore Merihim…” he muttered, his leg slowly lifting…
And then a blast of wind knocked him sideways onto the bridge.
Stephanie Fullmoon stomped towards him, her face bright red as the door to the Wulfshead faded behind her, Dawn leaning on the wall.
“NELEN YOU IDIOT!” she shrieked, kicking him in the ribs. “Dawn told me you were going to kill yourself!”
Nelen looked up at her in surprise, “Steffi, but… how…” he stammered.
“She brought me here through the Wulfshead. Now shut up, sit up, and listen stupid!” she huffed, folding her arms over her chest, “You think I’m afraid of you or something? You’re my damn brother!” she frowned, “I’m afraid of that thing living inside you, sure! I’d have to be insane not to be, but I saw the seal and I know you know how to control it! You had to let it out to drive Isolde back to Arcadia and you did it to save me and Steve!”
He looked up at her, his eyes wide, the warlock left totally speechless by her sudden appearance and outburst.
“Mom told me what you did to those boys Nelen, but she also told me why you did it! You think if someone did something like that to my friends, I’d just let it go? I’d conjure a tornado and blow them to Oz if that happened! I get it! You did something dumb because they did something horrible, but that doesn’t mean you’re evil! Just… stupid.” she huffed, and he realized her eyes were red as she flopped down infront of him, “Stupid… stupid… STUPID brother!” she punched him in the chest, he barely felt it, she was only a kid after all, but it hurt in a different way.
He looked at her, “Steffi, I… I can’t… I’m dangerous, I…” he stammered.
“NO YOU’RE NOT!” she yelled, “That demon is, but YOU’RE not! You’re doing everything you can to keep him under control so that everyone else is safe!”
Dawn appeared behind him, smacking him upside the head, “Listen to your sister Snape.” she hissed, “I’ve been living with you for years now and I’m okay, right?! Spent every damn day of my life with you since your lunatic granddad slaughtered my family and I’m still alive, he hasn’t killed me yet!”
Nelen looked down, then back out across the water, then looked at Stephanie again, “You don’t see me as a monster?” he asked.
She frowned, “You’re not a monster.” she huffed, wiping her eyes, “Just an idiot.”
A small hotel in Downtown London, several hours later.
“Yeah, yeah she’s with me. In London. Yeah I know, I’ll bring her back to Kentucky tomorrow. Just… yeah, I know… I KNOW… she’s called me that at least thirty times now and yeah… I get it…” he sighed into the phone, “Love you too Mom.” he chuckled, hanging up.
Stephanie was sleeping next to Dawn, the two girls looking remarkably alike in bed together. If nothing else the hair was a close match.
“Jeez…” he sighed, flopping back onto his bed in just a teeshirt and shorts.
"… you know, you really are an idiot." grumbled Merihim. "I want to raise Hell sure, I’m a demon, but I also want to stay out of Hell too. I’m in no hurry to go back."
Nelen cocked his head, “How so?” he whispered.
"Its fucking Hell. Its Hell for everyone, us included. I can still remember a time when I wasn’t stuck down there." the demon replied.
“… wait, you weren’t always a demon?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
He heard a snorting sound in his mind, "HAH! No I wasn’t! I was a godsdamn GOD once! Hell, my altar was about fifty miles north of here! Then the Romans came and it all went to shit… I wanted revenge, I got an offer from their ‘Adversary’ and… well… you saw me…"
Nelen blinked slowly, “Wait… so… you wanted revenge, and made a pact with Hell to get it? Son of a bitch… you’re in the same boat I am…” he smirked, his shoulder shaking a bit as he tried to stifle the laughter so he wouldn’t wake the two girls up.
"Yeah yeah, laugh it up Fullmoon… point is, I’ve got a vested interest in your health because I want to stay the fuck out of the Pit. We all do! Hell is Hell for everyone involved! Why do you think Reshephia came up here to party instead of dragging them downstairs? We all want out, most of us were tricked into this same as you. Its all a big celestial con game. Always has been." explained Merihim.
“Huh…” he muttered, “Ain’t that the damndest thing…”
"Always is the ‘Damndest’ thing. That’s the whole idea." laughed Merihim in a sarcastic tone.
Nelen looked out the window at the London skyline, the wheels turning in his head. So Merihim hadn’t always been a demon… he was a God who’d fallen into infernal ways for vengeance against a bigger, nastier God.
… he wondered, idly, if that was the end of that road… or if there might be another path yet.
Perhaps, in time, he’d know. Does anyone have to stay in Hell forever?
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Last Song: Wanderer's Lullaby by Adriana Figueroa, because of... reasons? I've got a daydreamer's curse, honestly.
Three Ships: Okay okay, I'll be honest, I'm a multishipper and generally prefer to keep my own ships separate from this account, but probably... Ekuserirei (MP100), Gochiccolo (DBZ), and... Hyuroicia/ai (FMA)..? I know, I know, they're weird, but I'm more of a found family person than a romance one, so I'm more a sucker for poly, borderline queerplatonic ships that also just center around a few people taking care of a child or three, I guess. Some honourable mentions would probably still be more domestic ships like KyuTae (Gintama) and Entourageshipping (Pokéspe), or crack ships like Handa x Kawafuji (Barakamon), whatever the heck Tom, Shizuo, and Vorona had (Durarara), or basically any appropriate ship in Gintama... Wait, are these even romantic ships for me anymore--
Currently Reading: Well, with normal books, I've been reading light novel after light novel these days. But not even consistent ones. One minute, it's Durarara, then Bungou Stray Dogs, then Kirby. I dunno either. In terms of fanfiction this very moment, however, I've been bouncing between fandoms a lot lately, so even though I was reading page after page of Yu-Gi-Oh and TMNT fanfics a few months ago, I'm suddenly back on a weird DBZ, Moomins, and Gintama thing. Last one I read was probably this one where Gintoki and the kids get kidnapped by this one dude who wants to enter the Shiroyasha in a galactic tournament or something, with a title that's on the tip of my tongue, if I can just find where I left the tab...
Last Movie: THE NEW PUSS IN BOOTS MOVIE WAS SOOOO GOOD!! I almost wanted to cry from the sheer amount of good it was, man! The visuals, the sound design, the story, the characters, it was all just so--! Gods, I've been loving what these sort of movies have been doing lately, where they're starting to get a bit bolder with storytelling. I love it a lot. I also know I'll be seeing that new TMNT movie coming out this August with some friends later, too! Hope it will live up to this trend.
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Ack, sorry, this was probably supposed to be a quick thing, but I've never been tagged before and I got carried away in my excitement to share my super weird story preferences on here.
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#holy crap#curse my tendency to turn every interest into a mini unstructured essay#the new trigun show is actually pretty good so far for me#i loved the first one when it came out and while it took me a bit to get used to the 3d animation it was definitely something#and everybody knows grumpy x sunny will always be a traditional ship in any fandom regardless of order#and of course so long as it's not like something gross or anything my multishipping heart wouldn't have it any other way#also good luck with the guitar savings man!#quick word of warning though#if you've never been a string instrument player or some other thing that involves toughening up your hands#mind your fingertips!#and that's all#this was fun actually!
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Why do people ship Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng? Seriously, I see a lot of fics with this tag and I still can't understand why (From what I read -in the novel- LWj seemed to seriously hate JC) For me, this ship doesn't have sense, there was no indication, clue or others that indicated a relationship beyond antipathy between the two. So why????
Hello there nonny. I don't actively search for this pair myself just because it has plenty of turn offs for me personally as a concept alone. But, I suppose the basis of it is for those that like hate ships and fucking and the idea of it having a form of sexual tension being the base reason for hate, the popular enjoyment of two scales of idealism and thought clashing with the tension turning into a sexual outlet. Hate ships have never been my thing, I need understanding of some sort to make it worthwhile as well as genuine care to want to be there for the other and I'm not much for a relationship to not work out in the end after all that writing. I don't read romance to end up with a break up. Oh, so boring, I know.
However, the issue story wise I have here in these two being a thing, is that there is no overt tension to their dislike of the other. Jiang Cheng hates Lan Wangji on the basis of him viewing it as Wei Wuxian having saved/picking someone he liked, over the Clan who he was supposed to be loyal to despite morals involved. Lan Wangji simply does not like Jiang Cheng due to how caustic, cruel, petty and selfish he sees him. He does not give the time of day to those he does not like.
Lan Wangji is not the type to have sex if it did not involve significant love, he is a romantic thoroughly, and dedicated himself to one person enough for him to have abstained out of sheer indifference of interest of anyone else since his love was gone. Let's not forget how many times it is shown that Jiang Cheng debases gay men and sees it as fodder to attack others than an actual genuine relation men can have respectably as any other romantic overture. He simply would not debase his own worth like that for the act of sex without love. He likes himself and is confident enough to not do something like sleep with Jiang Cheng once or multiple times.
Jiang Cheng has a very high arrogance to himself as well as the traits he wants in someone. He does not want someone who is his equal much less more talented than him. It's why he hates Lan Wangji over the years more and more, simply because he is a good person and he views that as a fault like his mother. Jiang Cheng has an obsession with staying as close to social acceptable norms as possible, a sect leader having sex with not only a man, but one of high born caliber, would make him probably deviate at the idea of controversy alone. He would not have sex with Lan Wangji because he is disgusted at the idea of men romantically/sexually involved and also hates him as a person due to association of a past with Wei Wuxian.
#mdzs#mo dao zu shi#jc messes#ship hate#I guess#I dunno man people also like crack ships#even when they are just straight up bad idea
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