#I love Milo so much we are together in my mind now

[m00nsflesh]

Eris and (Manipulation) Milo because I love the game so much!! I can't recommend it enough

@perfectlovevn

#myscribbles #perfect love vn #visual novel #male yandere #perfect love eris #perfect love milo #fanart #I love Milo so much we are together in my mind now #but also I love Eris because it's hard to find an actual manipulative bad MC so all my love goes for them as well

[shiro-s2e2-erukinzu]

Anime only watchers and people who aren't caught up with the Manga, BEWARE... Cuz I'm about to discuss Spy X Family Mission 80... You have been warned...! 👌

[SPOILERS AHEAD FROM THIS POINT ON]

THAT ENDING...!!! 😱 OH MY-- WAIT...! I'm getting ahead of myself...

First of all, Happy Mother's day everyone...!! 💗 I hope y'all are having a wonderful day today because another amazing chapter of Spy X Family just dropped and we're gonna talk about it...!! 😆

Let's start by acknowledging the fact that this chapter is a direct continuation of Mission 79, which is something I did not expect AT ALL...! 😆

Yor is so worried about what happened last night with Loid that she's afraid to cross paths with him...! Meanwhile in the living room, Loid is giving Anya some breakfast before she and Becky go to the zoo together (I wonder if we'll get to see any of that trip in the future...? 🤔) [proceeds to hear "We're Going To The Zoo" from Milo Murphy's Law in my head 🐵]

And as Yor comes out of her room, Loid spots her and well...

THESE TWO IDIOTS I SWEAR!! 🤣 I JUST LOVE THEM SO MUCH...!! 😂

After trying to come up with some gripes and causing some confusion to Westalis' Greatest Spy™, Yor says THIS in front of...:

THAT'S RIGHT!! 😆 MY BOY YURI IS BACK TO CAUSE SOME HAVOC!!

And since Yuri came in the at the wrong right time, so of course he would start harassing Loid for making his sister very "unhappy"... 😌

I just love how DONE Twilight is with Yuri's shit now...!! 🤣 (He even told him to shut up later in the chapter...!! 😂)

After some more shenanigans between the three, the phone rings and it turned out to be an urgent message from WISE...! So when Loid left in a rush, it led Yuri to think THIS:

And so, Yuri and Yor started following Loid...!

But before Yuri could find whether or not Loid is a cheater, he gets summoned by his job and leaves Yor to follow Loid...! 👀 And honestly, I started to think that this might lead to Yor learning Loid's secret, but then she got fully sober and went home...! 😌

So when Loid arrived at the hospital, Fiona debriefed him on the situation at hand...

THERE'S A MOLE!!? 😱

Not only is there a mole, but they also stole some important information, including...:

And this stolen information is headed to...:

WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED Y'ALL!!? 😵

And that was Mission 80, and it was a doozy of a chapter...!! 😄 Mission 80 had me thinking that it was gonna be just another fun little chapter, and then that ending HIT ME LIKE A TRUCK!! 😆 I cannot wait to see what happens next!! 😁

I did have one major question lingering in mind after reading this chapter: Who is the Mole...? 🤔

I personally believe that it's gotta be someone we already know from WISE, like agent mustache and agent bowl-cut... Then, my mind started to think that it could be Franky... BUT I DON'T WANT IT TO BE FRANKY!! 😭 I guess we'll just have to wait and find out...!! 🤷

Anyway, that's all I gotta say... So until the next Mission; take care, be safe out there and Happy Mother's again!! BUH-BYE!! 👋😁

(Sidenote: I had my review done WAY early today, but for some reason, it wouldn't save at all and I had to rewrite the whole thing THREE TIMES before it finally worked... 🥲)

#spy x family #sxf #spyxfamily #spy x family manga #sxf manga #spyxfamily manga #Mission 80 #yor forger #loid forger #yuri briar #anya forger #becky blackbell #martha marriott #fiona frost #GOD I LOVED THIS CHAPTER...!! 😆 #I really hope that the mole ISN'T Franky... 😓 #This could be the start of a new arc...!! 😆 #manga spoilers

[frazzledsoul]

rory and dean, part three: we’re really just fucking kidding ourselves at this point, or why rory does not deserve 99% of the blame for this disaster

So, OG Gilmore Girls fans may recall that Dean Forester’s ill-advised marriage to his rebound girlfriend was actually an attempt to write him off the show. Jared had filmed a pilot for a Young Macgyver show (you can watch most of it online here), but the WB ultimately passed so we (and Rory) were stuck with Dean for another year and a half. One wonders what would have happened if they hadn’t passed. Would we never have heard from Dean again? Would ASP have roped him into a few guest appearances anyway and attempted to do the same storyline? Would they just have gotten Milo to guest star for season four? Would Rory have run away with Jess in that scenario? Who knows.

Anyway, let’s revisit the issue of Dean vs Jess at the end of season four, after Rory rejects Jess’s plea to run away with him

RORY: Anyway, I left the pub, got back to my dorm, and Jess was there. LANE: What did he want? RORY: He wanted me to come away with him. LANE: Oh, my God! What did you say? RORY: I said -- I don't know. It was so weird. He was just... Jess. I mean, he shows up out of no where with this crazy proposal. It was awful. LANE: It doesn't sound awful. RORY: What are you talking about? Jess bailed on me twice. LANE: I know, but how incredibly romantic to have this guy show up out of the blue and want to take you away with him. RORY: When I first met Jess, I thought, "What could be better than this? He's smart, good taste in books and music, so cute." But Jess is great one minute and then the next - you know, as far as I know, I could have said yes, packed my bag, and by the time I got to the car, he would have changed his mind. LANE: It's part of why he's cute. He's unpredictable. RORY: I guess. You know, when I was with Dean, I always knew that no matter what happened, he would be there. LANE: Dean was very dependable. RORY: It was more than that. He's -- well, he was so... um, I was safe, and he was so nice to me. LANE: He really loved you. RORY: I think I really blew it there, you know? I didn't appreciate it. LANE: Every girl has to fall for a bad boy. It's the rule. It's the reason so many accountants eventually get married.

While this fits nicely with my headcanon that Dave eventually became an accountant, that is neither here nor there. I think this is the only time Rory really is shown processing the breakup with Jess until he shows up again in season 6 and how it led her to the Dean disaster, because as schmoopy as she gets about Dean in the twelve hours or so after she sleeps with him, it’s clear that she’s mostly looking for affirmation and stability, and not to get dragged down by feelings she can’t trust or control.

And of course, she had pretty much zero boundaries with Dean prior to this: crying on his shoulder, haranguing him about not going to college, knowing that Lindsay wouldn’t approve of him hanging out with her at night and doing it anyway. Who was going to tell her she shouldn’t do that, after the example her parents set for her over and over? Anyway. Moving on.

So, let’s go over Dean’s seduction technique, which mostly involves him lying his ass off.

DEAN: It's not working with Lindsay. I can't make it work. I've tried. RORY: Are you sure? Because I've heard that the first two years of marriage are the hardest. DEAN: We're not happy. She's not happy, and I can't make her happy. RORY: I can't imagine that. DEAN: It was a mistake, and I know that now. From the very beginning, it wasn't - RORY: Wasn't what? DEAN: It wasn't... RORY: Maybe you could, um, go see a counselor or go away together. DEAN: No, it's just -- it's over. We both feel it. I know we both feel it. RORY: You and Lindsay? DEAN: Yeah, me and Lindsay. RORY: You both feel it's over? DEAN: I tried. We tried. RORY: Well, if it's over, I'm sorry. DEAN: You are? RORY: I'm sorry you're not happy. DEAN: I'll be happy again. Things happen for a reason, right?

Not to completely absolve Rory for all of this as she definitely should have gone on more than Dean’s word, but he absolutely lied to her face after she gave him three chances in a row to come clean. He made sure to follow her to her house, where she would be alone, and manipulated her into having sex with him. Yet somehow Rory is shamed for being the seductress who tempted him into breaking his vows.

Let’s move on to Lorelai, who is actually speaking sense on matters of morality, for once.

LORELAI: But he's married. RORY: You don't understand the situation. LORELAI: Is he still married? RORY: Yes, but - LORELAI: Then I understand the situation. RORY: It's not working out between them. They're not happy. LORELAI: Oh, Rory. RORY: He tried the best he could, but it didn't work. It's over. LORELAI: [ Sighs ] He told you that? RORY: Yes. LORELAI: He told you he's leaving her? RORY: Well - LORELAI: He told you he's moving out, they're getting divorced, he's got a lawyer, they've divided up the monster-truck season tickets? RORY: We didn't get around to discussing everything.

Yeah, Rory, because he lied and told you exactly what he needed to so that you would fuck him. He never actually made any steps towards leaving his wife, and he won’t until he’s forced to,

RORY: He's not a married guy. He's Dean -- my Dean.

LORELAI: He's not your Dean. He's Lindsay's Dean. You're the other woman. RORY: I told you, it's over. LORELAI: It's not over until he's out of the house with the ring off. RORY: He took the ring off. LORELAI: Oh, my God, I don't believe this. RORY: He's in love with me, not Lindsay. LORELAI: Does Lindsay know that? RORY: She's not good for him, okay? She lets him quit school and work himself to death and - LORELAI: No, Rory, uh-uh, you can't be one of those girls who blames the wife for forcing the husband to cheat.

Funny how Lorelai was exactly like that when Christopher was having problems with Sherry and not only slept with him before he had moved out or officially broken up with her, but bragged about it to Sookie, paraded him all around Stars Hollow, and let everyone she knew about their burgeoning relationship, including her parents. It would be strange if that happened to come up again, right?

LORELAI: This is your first time. It's just not the way your first time was supposed to be. RORY: Oh, and how was my first time supposed to be? LORELAI: Well, first of all, it was supposed to be in a retirement home. And secondly, ideally, it was supposed to be with someone single. RORY: My first time was with someone sweet and kind who loves me. LORELAI: I didn't raise you to be like this. I didn't raise you to be the kind of girl who sleeps with someone else's husband. RORY: You slept with dad when he was with Sherry. LORELAI: He wasn't married to Sherry. RORY: He was engaged, and she was pregnant. LORELAI: So, this is all my fault? I set one crappy example for you, and you have no choice but to follow in my footsteps?

They’re basically one of those old anti-drug PSAs. I learned it from watching you!

I mean, it’s not like Lorelai badgered and pressured Rory into staying with Dean when her attention drifted to Jess and constantly argued for his innate superiority over and over and over.....oh wait, she totally did that. It’s not like Lorelai failed to sit Rory down at some point and explain that the reason their hearts got broken over Christopher not breaking up with his girlfriend is because sometimes when you sleep with other people’s boyfriends, they opt not to choose you in the end. Oh, wait, she didn’t do that, either, because he was her Christopher and they’ve always been connected. So she’s completely entitled to not take any responsibility for that situation and try to vandalize the other woman’s bathroom at her baby shower because she was jealous.

So, let’s just say I kind of understand why Rory gives Lorelai the cold shoulder here. Who is she to lecture, given her track record? And we know it’s only going to get worse.

Before we move on from this, though...

RORY: He was my boyfriend first! LORELAI: But you dumped him! You rejected him! You picked someone else!

Okay, technically it was Dean that dumped her (apparently I am the only one who remembers this) but as much as Rory pretends that Dean was the perfect boyfriend, both of them are significantly overidealizing the halcyon days of their early relationship. They were together for three months, and only reconcile when Rory is badgered into saying that she loves him: then it’s a few more months until Jess shows up and Rory loses almost all interest in Dean whatsoever. So the perfect love that they claim to want to relive never really existed.

Okay, let’s move on to how Dean actually treats his wife he claims to Rory he was completely in the process of breaking up with prior to him boinking his ex.

Upon learning that Lindsay had committed the unpardonable sin of answering her husband’s phone:

DEAN: I mean, you know it's my phone, Lindsay. This isn't your phone. I mean, who was it? LINDSAY: I don't know. They hung up. DEAN: So you didn't take a message? LINDSAY: I told you -- they hung up. DEAN: So, great, uh, you're just answering my phone and not taking messages? That's great, Lindsay. LINDSAY: Dean, wh-- DEAN: Taylor calls on this phone, and Tom. I mean, this phone is for business, okay? That's why I have it! LINDSAY: Fine. DEAN: What if Tom called, and he had an extra shift for me tomorrow, huh? I mean he calls to tell me, and you answer, and he thinks maybe he doesn't have the right number, and he hangs up, and then I just lose out, which means we lose out. God, Lindsay, you know, you don't -- you don't get it, do you? I mean, you have absolutely no respect for me at all. That's just obvious. LINDSAY: I don't want to fight. We always fight. I won't answer your phone anymore. I was asleep. I didn't think. I'm sorry, okay?

Jeebus, she completely sounds like a battered wife here. What a prince Dean is, huh? And yeah, Dean completely doesn’t sound like someone who’s trying really hard to cover his tracks.

Let’s move on. Rory overhears Lindsay trying to prepare dinner in the hopes of smoothing things over with Dean, and she finally accepts that Dean has not left his wife and at this point likely has no intentions to. She writes a break-up letter for Lorelai to deliver to him.

LORELAI: It's a letter for you from Rory. DEAN: What happened? Where is she? LORELAI: Just take the letter. DEAN: She went to Europe, right? Miss Patty said she went to Europe. What happened? What's she doing there? Who is she with? LORELAI: Dean. DEAN: When's she getting back? LORELAI: Soon. Just take it. DEAN: Where is she? LORELAI: Europe. DEAN: With who? LORELAI: Her grandmother. Look, take it. DEAN: No. Why did she go? Whose idea was it? LORELAI: That doesn't matter. DEAN: It does.

Dean, are you still married? Then it’s none of your business who Rory is with. Fuck off, sir. You have no right to ask anything of her.

Lindsay finds the letter and finally gives Dean a small taste of what he deserves.

LINDSAY: I hate you, Dean! I hate everything! DEAN: Let's just talk. LINDSAY: I don't want to talk! I don't want you here! DEAN: I'm sorry, okay? LINDSAY: Sorry? DEAN: Yes, because it'll never happen again.

Sure sounds like a guy who really, really wants to leave his marriage and totally didn’t feed Rory a bunch of bullshit to get her to do what he wants.

Lindsay kicks Dean out and her mom and Lorelai have a blowout in the middle of the street while their kids stand by silently like the teenage girls that they still are.

MRS. LISTER: You! You should be ashamed of yourself -- what you did! LORELAI: Just wait. MRS. LISTER: What did she ever do to you, huh? How did she hurt you? Why are you doing this? LORELAI: Theresa, please. Calm down. MRS. LISTER: Calm down? My little girl has to come home and find your heinous letter in Dean's jacket. LORELAI: Listen, we're in the street -- MRS. LISTER: You little monster! LORELAI: Hey! Pull back, lady! MRS. LISTER: There aren't hundreds of other boys in the world? You have to go after her husband? LORELAI: Okay, stop attacking my daughter right now. You're upset, I get it, but you do not do this. MRS. LISTER: She slept with my son-in-law. She broke up a marriage. Are you proud? LORELAI: She did not break up a marriage. MRS. LISTER: What do you know of this? LORELAI: Enough. I know Rory. MRS. LISTER: All I know is that now my Lindsay is devastated, Dean is back with his parents, lives are destroyed, and you and your daughter can go to hell!

Okay, first of all, this was a predictable end result when two teenagers who don’t know each other that well decide to get married at the age of eighteen. Why did their parents, especially Lindsay’s mother encourage this? And what the fuck is up with blaming Rory for the situation completely? No, she shouldn’t have done it, but Dean is the one who decided to marry Lindsay. He’s the one that decided to cheat. He’s the one that decided to lie to both of them. He is not an innocent bystander. 

Later on, Rory tries to comfort Dean over what has happened.

DEAN: No. It's not a stupid question. Um...let's see. How do I feel? Actually...I feel like an idiot. RORY: Why? DEAN: Why? Because I was married, …Rory. Married. And I threw it all away for someone who dumped me once and then just bailed on me. RORY: I didn't just bail. I -- DEAN: I hurt everybody. I hurt Lindsay, I hurt her parents, I hurt my parents, and now I'm back at home, and you're in Europe with your grandmother. And what the hell was I thinking? I mean, what am I doing? What's wrong with me?

I mean, the correct answer here is that everything is wrong with you, Dean, but....in the first place, Rory didn’t dump you, second of all, and she “bailed” because you lied and had no intention of leaving your wife in the first place. Take responsibility for your own actions, my man.

Rory and Dean eventually date for a month or so. Dean dumps her again because he realizes they have nothing in common. Does he take any steps towards moving on with his life and taking responsibility for his own mistakes? 

DEAN: Your situation is no different from mine. Buddy. LUKE: I've got work to do. DEAN: Then go. They want more than this. Don't you see that? And all you are is this. LUKE: Rory was a kid, Dean. She grew up. She moved on. Accept it. DEAN: You accept it. This town, it's all you are, and it's not enough. She's going to get bored, and you can't take her anywhere. You're here forever. LUKE: It's different. DEAN: It's not different. You and me. Same thing.

Bear in mind this episode takes place in April and Dean dumped Rory the previous November, and yet he’s still bitter, still projecting onto Luke, and still completely blaming Rory for all of his own decisions. He was the one who dumped her the first two times. He was the one that got into a fight with Jess on her behalf. He was the one who proposed to Lindsay to get her to forget about it. He was the one who got married despite his reservations. He was the one who lied to Rory so that she would have sex with him. He was the one who refused to leave his wife. And oh yeah....he was the one who dumped Rory a third time.

That’s the last we see of Dean for eleven years until he shows up in the revival and actually seems emotionally stable for a change.

Somehow Rory gets the brunt of the blame for all of this, but she wasn’t in this alone. I do think she was scared into this by Jess showing up, and if he had any sort of explanation or apology for her either of the times he showed up, she probably wouldn’t have been so vulnerable to the affirmation that Dean offered her. Then she could have had a disappointing first experience with Marty as an alternative.

Which still would have been an improvement over the horror of that Candyman song.

#gilmore girls #meta #anti dean forester #rory gilmore #wow this went on forever

[foreveranevilregal]

Hii! I just started reading ur stuff and love it!❤️❤️

So if u dont mind can u do one where antonio wanders off with his animals and its up to mirabel and the rest of the family to find him?

Thanks!! Keep it up love these😍😍❤️

Hi, thank you so much! I appreciate that a lot! I'm sorry this took so long...I've had some writer's block but hopefully it's over now. Hope you like this!

Dinnertime in the Madrigal family tended to be a chaotic affair. With the various family members busy helping around town or running errands all day, it was a wonder they could eat together at all. But Alma insisted, and Julieta agreed, that they should try to eat together as a family. So, one way or another, they’d find their way back to their casita by dinnertime.

Usually, this involved some level of hunting people down. The Madrigals would rarely all be congregated at home by the time dinner rolled around, as their gifts and abilities were useful around town. Demand for them to use their gifts for others’ benefit had definitely lessened since they got their gifts back; the townspeople had learned how to take care of many things independently in the intervening months and were trying to keep it that way. But there were always new parents who needed rest and appreciated Camilo’s babysitting services for a stint. Or farmers needing some intervention when inclement weather struck. Or people with grave injuries in need of healing (Julieta and Isabela had taken it upon themselves to teach people some more basic healing techniques using plants and herbs after realizing just how burned out the two of them were). Or those stubborn donkeys that just kept getting out…

By the time Julieta announced dinner was ready, the kitchen was usually abuzz with inquiries as to people’s whereabouts and requests to get them back home, all overlapping in glorious cacophony.

“Dolores, go find your brother.”

“Where is he, mamá?”

“I’m not sure…last I heard he was helping señor Gonzalez who threw out his back fix his roof.”

“Wait, why wouldn’t Luisa help?”

“I think she was dealing with some other crisis at the time- where is Luisa anyway?”

“I’m right here, tía, what’s going on?”

“We’re looking for Camilo.”

“Well you found him!”

“Ay, Milo, that isn’t funny! You’re gonna give your poor mamá a heart attack!”

“Camilo, stop changing into your cousins.”

“Sorry, papá…”

“We still don’t know where Luisa is.”

“I’m right here, tía.”

“That’s not funny, Camilo.”

“I’m over here, mamá.”

“Ayyyy, who else is still missing?”

“Well, Antonio was helping me with the donkeys, is he back yet?”

“Antonio!”

Everyone stopped running abruptly, bumping into each other. Camilo winced, rubbing his forehead which had unfortunately hit Luisa’s side in the mayhem. Isabela picked up the shards of the plate she broke after colliding with Dolores. The latter mumbled an awkward apology, cradling her own elbow gingerly. Mirabel was off to the side, assessing the damage. Thankfully, the food had been spared, but otherwise the kitchen looked like a tornado had passed through it.

Judging by Pepa’s erratic breathing, this wasn’t out of the realm of possibility. She leaned against the counter, gripping it so tightly her knuckles turned white, and squeezed her eyes shut. A breeze batted around the loose tendrils of her hair as she tried desperately to calm herself.

“Antonio was helping you with the donkeys?” She repeated weakly, fanning her face with her hand.

Luisa nervously shifted her weight from one foot to the other. “Yeah. It was his idea actually. He figured it would be easier to corral the donkeys if he talked to them rather than having me carry them around town.” She stretched her arm carefully, groaning after a point. “I ran into him after finishing up moving the bridge, again, and he could see my shoulder was hurting me, so he volunteered to take care of the donkeys himself.”

Julieta let out a soft gasp, covering her open mouth with her hand. “You got hurt, Lu? Why didn’t you say anything, querida?” Turning around, she rummaged around the basket by the door and fished out a buñuelo. “Here.” She held it out towards her daughter.

Luisa shrugged, accepting the proffered food and taking a bite. She gave her arm another tentative stretch, sighing in relief when she could actually stretch it all the way. “Thanks, mamá. I guess I didn’t think it was that bad? I figured I’d just take some of your food later, like I always do,” she added as an afterthought.

“Like you always-“ Julieta started incredulously, but was interrupted by Pepa holding up her hand.

“Luisa, I’m sorry you got hurt, and you shouldn’t be trying to hide it, but right now my son is missing.” She clapped her hands to emphasize her point. “Can we continue this conversation after we’ve found him?”

Julieta nodded her acquiescence, but her lips pressed together in a thin line. “We’ll talk about this later, Luisa,” she said, wrapping an arm around her waist. “Let’s go find Antonio.”

Haphazardly, the Madrigals made their way outside and followed Luisa as she led them through town.

“Okay, last I saw him was by señor Martinez’s house, but he was heading towards the runaway donkeys, which were by the church,” Luisa narrated to herself, turning decisively to the right.

“It makes a lot more sense for Antonio to deal with them, seeing as he can just talk to them,” Mirabel commented. “Why did anyone even think it was a good idea to make you haul them around on your back when Antonio could just convince them to go home?”

“Because they are tontos who don’t think, just like they can’t fix that stupid gate once and for all so the donkeys stop getting out in the first place,” Pepa muttered under her breath darkly, nostrils flaring as she continued marching under her heavy cloud.

“Ay, Pepa, don’t speak like that,” Alma scolded halfheartedly. “We should be kind to our neighbors.”

“They can start by being kind and not sending my children on fool’s errands. Then I’ll reconsider striking their yards with a lightning bolt. Idiotas…” Pepa kept up a steady stream of curses and insults under her breath, crossing her arms tightly over her chest.

“She has a point, mamá.” Julieta placed her hand on Alma’s shoulder gently. “That gate has been loose for ages and no one has bothered to fix it. Wouldn’t it be much easier to fix it once than to ask us to bring the donkeys back all the time?”

“The town has kind of been taking advantage of the Madrigal gifts now that they’re back,” Agustín pointed out quietly. “Running to the family for help anytime something goes even slightly wrong. I try not to, but even I go to Julieta more often than I should.” He looked down in shame.

“Shh, amor, it’s not your fault you’re so allergic to bees.” Julieta patted his cheek affectionately. “Or that you keep finding them.”

“They’re everywhere!”

“He is right though.” Félix spoke up. He held Pepa protectively in his arms as they walked. “How many times do people ask for Luisa’s help instead of trying to figure out another way? And how often would people beg Bruno for visions rather than just plan their lives? Or ask you to heal the smallest of injuries? I get that paper cuts can be annoying but they’re not so bad to need magical healing, ¿eh?” He raised his hands with a chuckle, trying to lighten the mood.

“I suppose you’re right…” Alma trailed off, frowning.

“And what about Isa, having to conjure up plants all the time?” Mirabel chimed in. “Or Camilo, pulling babysitting duty constantly? Dolores, always having to keep an ear out for news? And poor tía Pepa! Anytime the weather isn’t what people want, she’s expected to make it up. ‘Make it sunny, make it rain, we don’t care how, just make it happen!’” She imitated mockingly. “Is it any wonder she made a hurricane on her wedding day?”

“I’m about to make a hurricane right now if we don’t find Antonio soon,” Pepa threatened. “Luisa, he has to have brought the donkeys back by now. Why don’t we check back there?”

“Good idea, tía,” she responded, but exchanged an uneasy glance with her mother, eyes darting towards the lightning now lining Pepa’s cloud. Clearly the two agreed that it would not be a good idea to bring Pepa within striking distance of the donkeys’ enclosure.

By this point, night had begun to fall. Pepa’s anxiety became even more palpable; wringing her hands and breaking away from the group, walking briskly in front of them. She stopped abruptly, narrowly avoiding another multi-Madrigal collision. “Dolores. Can you try to hear where he is?”

Dolores furrowed her brow. “I can try. It’s noisy tonight though. I’ll need to focus.”

“Please, Lola.” Pepa begged, shaking her shoulder. “I realize we ask too much of you, of each other really, but this is important.”

“I didn’t say I wouldn’t do it. I just said it’s noisy.” Dolores closed her eyes and screwed up her face, concentrating. “I can make out his voice. It’s coming from that direction.” She pointed.

“By the river?” Alma sounded doubtful. “Why would he go there?” A shadow passed over her face.

Dolores shrugged. “It can be a nice place to go think.”

“You like to go there too?” Isabela asked her curiously.

Dolores nodded. “Wait, ‘too’? You go to the river?”

“I like to look at the plants. Ones I don’t have to create. They’re beautiful.”

“It’s calm and peaceful there,” Julieta said. “Away from the hustle and bustle of town…”

“No one telling you how to feel...”

“No one telling you what to do…”

“You can just…exist.” Mirabel exhaled.

Alma stared at all of them in turn. “Are you telling me all of you like to go to the river? And you never ran into each other?”

“I’d go when I didn’t hear anyone there,” Dolores explained.

“I preferred to go in the early mornings,” Julieta admitted.

“And I’d go late at night,” Pepa added.

“I’d go when people were too busy to notice I was gone.” Isabela shrugged.

“Me too, except it was easier for me. No one really cared if I was gone.”

A heavy silence hung after Mirabel’s admission.

“Mira…” Julieta brushed the hair out of her face. “You know that’s not true, right? Of course we care. Ay, after Casita fell, I almost died of worry.” She shuddered at the memory.

“I know, mamá.” Mirabel smiled at her reassuringly. “Things were different before though.”

“As much as I love this touching moment, can we go find Antonio now?” Pepa cut in, a frantic edge to her voice. “It’s dark, and he’s all by himself.” She started walking again, and the rest followed suit.

“Maybe not.” Dolores tilted her head towards the river. “Someone is with him. I hear him talking with Antonio.”

“Ay, Dios…” Pepa ground her teeth. “Mi pobrecito Antonio, out there all alone with no one to protect him.”

“From tío Bruno?” Dolores laughed. “That’s who’s with him, you know.”

“Wait.” Everyone did a double take. “He’s not with us?”

“How did we all miss that?” Agustín wondered.

“He wasn’t with us at home either,” Félix observed.

“I guess we’re not used to him being back yet?” Mirabel offered in explanation. “Since none of us noticed he wasn’t here?”

“He also liked to sneak off before he…” Alma cleared her throat. “Sometimes I thought his gift was invisibility, the way he’d just disappear.”

Pepa pressed on, undeterred. “Come on, guys. We’re almost there.”

“You heard the lady!” Félix waved his hand as he bounded over the hill and joined Pepa in running down to the riverbank.

Antonio was indeed there, with some very strange company. Bruno sat on the ground, cross-legged, and an assortment of creatures surrounded them. Half a dozen rats danced on what appeared to be a makeshift stage. A couple capybaras were chilling in the water. And, as always, Antonio’s jaguar, Parce, lounged lazily nearby.

“Antonio!” Pepa exclaimed, nearly tackling the child as she enveloped him in her arms.

“Mamá! What are you doing here?” Antonio asked curiously.

“Ay Toñito, we’ve been looking for you for so long! You missed dinner, and it’s dark out now.” She peppered his face with kisses aggressively, pulling away suddenly. “What were you thinking?”

“I didn’t realize it had gotten so late,” Antonio defended, wiping his face off with his arm. “Tío Bruno and I came down here after I finished helping Luisa with the donkeys- which took like half an hour. Those donkeys sure are stubborn!” He shook his head in disbelief. “Anyway, I ran into tío Bruno who was coming down here and wanted me to join him.”

Pepa blinked slowly, eyes drifting from one to the other, trying to absorb all this information. “And the animals?” She asked weakly.

“They just follow me around wherever I go,” Antonio stated matter-of-factly. “Check it out, tío Bruno wrote a new play, and we’ve been rehearsing it together!”

“We?” Félix asked, quirking an eyebrow.

“Me and the animals, of course. Well, I’m mostly helping tío Bruno direct, but I think the rats have a good grasp on their parts now.”

The older Madrigals stifled a laugh at his precociousness.

“That’s great, Antonio!” Mirabel smiled at him encouragingly.

“Do you guys want to see?” He looked up at them expectantly. Bruno swiveled around to join him as the rats continued tap dancing across the stage.

“We-“ Everyone looked around, unsure how to respond. Luckily, they were spared the trouble.

Camilo’s stomach gurgled loudly. “Antonio, hermanito, you aren’t the only one who missed dinner. We kind of all missed dinner looking for you.”

“Milo!” Pepa looked at him reproachfully.

“What? It’s true! I’m not supposed to say things that are true? Obviously we were gonna look for you if you’re missing, but we did all miss dinner.”

“He is right, tía.” Luisa spoke up, almost bashfully. “It’s way past dinnertime.”

“Maybe we should all head back and eat,” Julieta suggested. “Then you can show us the play once all our tummies are full.”

“Okay…” Antonio started walking reluctantly. “Come on, Parce.” He waved the jaguar over.

“Oh, he is not coming back with us,” Pepa proclaimed. “Absolutely not.”

“But mamááá, he doesn’t want to be away from me. He’s like my pet.”

“Some people have dogs. You have a jaguar.” Pepa shook her head, rubbing circles over her temples. “Fine,” she relented finally. “But he is not sitting with us at the table.”

“Of course not,” Antonio agreed.

Pepa blinked, not expecting this to be so easy. “Good,” she said firmly.

“He’s too big to fit anyway,” Antonio reasoned. “Now the capybaras…”

“No animals at the table!”

“Not even the toucan?”

“Antonio!”

#pepa madrigal #antonio madrigal #julieta madrigal #luisa madrigal #camilo madrigal #dolores madrigal #felix madrigal #mirabel madrigal #isabela madrigal #alma madrigal #agustin madrigal #bruno madrigal #madrigal family #encanto #asks #anonymous #writing answered prompts #writing encanto #foreveranevilregal writes #writing pepa madrigal #narrator voice: the capybaras were in fact at the table #kinda want to explore some of these dynamics more? #like camilo and luisa #middle kid bonding and all

[agentplutonium]

hello i would like a cabin match please!!!!

kins: -Damien, as with many people in the fandom, I too am an academically and occupationally focused menace focused on fighting social issues in their chosen field. -freelancer, for similar reasons as above but add in the most certainly works too hard and burns themselves out and also would much rather help everyone else around them than stay still and focus on themselves -cam,,,, listen. we basically have the same job. yeah. -pet, we may know nothing about them but that should be ME

loves: (time to give myself away) -regulus, for the bad days. i'm giving him the icepick. he can just scoop my brains right out -milo, for the good days. maybe i just am attached to him being silly and his cool mom but he's fun -vega, another man i would let do terrible horrible things to me and i would say thank you. -guy, i love my silly boy. he's goofy and dorky and i love him stealing hoodies and being a bit of a slut.

thank you in advance <3

I love these sm actually this is gonna be a fun one to unpack. So, as usual, my headcanons for the kins:

Damien: Ares, in the most loving way this is painfully obvious. if you really wanted to you could probably put him in Athena. actually might fit him better. ANYWAY

Freelancer: I said Hermes before for FL, but now that I'm really thinking about it? There's another answer and I just can't put my finger on it. Aphrodite? Also Ares? Maybe, anyway moving on

Cam: Hypnos, it's like the only fitting one /lh

Pet: i- im actually not sure with this one. I'm like wracking my brain so hard and nothing is coming to mind. oh well we'll move on

but again, considering all of them together we are getting a very interesting vibe /pos. genuinely have to like come back to this one after thinking give me a moment.

OKAY SO after careful deliberation, I think I am gonna give you Athena cabin. For the fact that she is the goddess of strategy (of war, but still) and wisdom. yeah ^^

#Pluto's Cabin Matches #plutonium_rambles #edited because i put the wrong fucking goddess at first help

[lockboxbooks]

Junk in the trunk 1D with Ryuu and Nessa

After a long battle, what's a better way of cooling off than hard shower sex in the locker room~? Hope they don't get caught~

Nessa loved how the Galar Region ran their league; as it allowed the Gym Leaders to let their personalities shine. Because it allowed anyone to battle anyone else, she had found herself battling a Kalos Elite Four member and Regional Champion. It had been a great battle and an amazing experience; Ryuu showcased his prowess and many talents as he danced across the battlefield, his Pokemon in synch with his passion and rhythm. It truly pushed her to her limit! Her skin was shimmering with sweat, and her blue-white one-piece clung to her body; and she saw Ryuu's suit was sticking to his body too, giving the Gym Leader a good view of a bulge that ran down his thigh.

Nessa found herself indifferent to the fact that Ryuu just barely managed to eke out his victory over her and was more focused on the gorgeous man and his ripe, twitching cock as they walked off of the Stadium field and back to the locker room. She noticed that Ryuu was eyeing her the same way she was eyeing him, and she knew he liked what he saw as the bulge in his trousers throbbed and jumped against the cloth prison that held it.

"Hey!" Nessa called out, causing Ryuu to stop and give her his full attention; unintentionally her a full view of the bulge that stopped after his knee. "H-how about we share a shower, y'know to conserve on water? We could help each other cool down after we got so... fired up." The mocha-skinned athlete whispered out her offer as she stepped forward and danced her fingers up and down Ryuu's straining beast. "You could even let him out, he doesn't seem to like being in there so much."

"You know," Ryuu spoke in a soft, confident tone as he reached out and slapped a hand down on the big, fat ass that had been the reason why he couldn't dance to his fullest. "I love that idea, I'll get in first and then you can get in afterward; we can... soap one another up as we shower together." Ryuu finished by making Nessa properly grasp his throbbing monster. The image of the championed trainer gravid with his child only made his cock fight all the harder to tear through his trousers.

That was all Nessa needed to strip as she watched Ryuu discard his gorgeous suit, revealing his toned and gorgeous body. She watched hungrily as his pants fell revealing what could only be described as a third leg; a cock that ran the length of his thighs and was almost as thick as both of her fists put together. the water-type master felt her cunt clench and her thighs were immediately drenched in her own joy.

"Oh, I think you're going to be a treat to shower with Nessa, I'll give you a long, deep, hard washing that you're never going to forget." Ryuu demurely remarked as he softly closed Nessa's open mouth before stepping into the shower.

Once she heard the water; Nessa all but tore herself free of her onepiece suit and ran into the shower; her asscheeks softly clapping as she landed in front of Ryuu and felt his cock reach across the small stall and kissed her eager and wet pussy. "W-wow... It looks even bigger up close..." Nessa muttered as she felt her womb ache with need.

"I get that alot," Ryuu calmly informed the Gym Leader, softly guiding Nessa with a soft caress. Nessa found herself facing the entrance to the locker room and gripping the rails into the shower. her massive ass was hotdogging Ryuu in this new position. "Now, I'm going to give you that deep, hard shower I promised you; I hope you don't mind if I use my own home-made soap." Ryuu chuckled as he moved as far back as he could go before slamming himself into Nessa's cunt.

Nessa let out a long, low mewling cry as she felt Ryuu push forward and literally bury himself deep into her pussy. Her eyes immediately shot into the back of her head as Ryuu's dick kissed her cervix. N-not even Milo has gotten this deep... and before Ryuu he was the biggest I've taken Nessa thought as her womb panged with an ache that she finally understood. It was the desire to be bred; her body, her womb was demanded she let Ryuu breed her.... And Nessa listened to her womb.

The chocolate beauty and Olympic swimmer slammed and bounced the two bouncy boulders she called asscheeks onto Ryuu; trying to force the rest of his bitchsplitter into her cunt. Her cervix resisted for a time; leaving the pair to batter Ryuu against it like he the purple-haired Champion was laying seige to a grand castle.

Nessa felt Ryuu grip her tits as he began to move at a speed she wasn't aware anyone could move. "You wanted this, So I'll give it to you! GET PREGNANT, GET PREGNANT, GET PREGNANT!" With a final roar, Ryuu finally bested Nessa's body, hammering through her cervix and slamming into the backwall of her womb.

Nessa's face was an obscene ahegago as she came wildly on the monster in her womb. Her entire body focused on nothing else but explicitly milking whatever she could out of Ryuu. Her body increased the speed and force of her thrusts as Ryuu became harder and faster as well.

Neither the Kalos Champion or the Galar Gym Leader and Champion League player heard the locker door open; they were too engrossed in their wild fucking and breeding fest to notice or care. Nessa could feel it, Ryuu was going to cum and she was going to be one of his lovers; an extra to his harem of bred pussies.

But on the other hand; Melony and Viola could hear everything as they saw the pair shamelessly pounding and fucking like crazed Pokemon at a Daycare.

"Oh my," Melony eyed the sight before biting her lip. "You think Ryuu wouldn't mind trying a more... mature training partner? Would he let me and Gordia go at once?"

"He fucks Drasna stupid every Tuesday; I think you're a shoe-in." Viola remarked as she started to take a video of the fuckfest in front of them. "He has endless stamina; so once he's done with Nessa, he might just have our wombs too!" Viola turned to look Melony up and down and smirked. "I would love to get him involved in a mother-daughter duo. i think I could get some great shots."

"FUCKING CUMMING!" Ryuu roared, his voice overpowering everything in the showers, he pulled himself flush against Nessa; the Gym leader's belly bulging from the cock indent as he unleashed an absolute deluge into Nessa. Who in turn came and squirted all over herself and Ryuu.

"BREED ME STUPID! MAKE ME A BABY MACHINE!" Nessa squealed as her belly swelled with the torrents being fired deep inside her. Pokemon battling was great... but Ryuu was indescribable. She didn't even notice Ryuu moving her to let Viola get a proper photograph of her fucked dumb and bred facial expression. Her eyes were completely white, her tongue lulling out of her mouth and her mouth was wide open as drool spilled down her chin. If She could relive this moment forever, Nessa would.

But, for now; she'd settle for hoping for a rematch with Ryuu and a nice long shower for two afterward sometime in the near future.

#lockbox's junk in the trunk gifs #1d #gifs #gif starters #ask games #ask meme #ask prompt

[messenger-of-stupidity]

Redacted Audio Masterlist

ALL THE REDACTED CONTENT I MAKE IS NOW GOING TO BE ORGANIZED AND STORED HERE! Anything that is a fanfiction type thing will be italicized. 

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Five Random HC , Pt 2

Can they Skateboard

Incorrect Quotes Pt. ? Generator , School

Summer Camp HC Pt 1.

Responses to: Pt. 1

Caelum 

> No my opinion will not be subjected to change on this. If you disagree, fine. it’s the internet, I’m not expecting everyone to agree with me. But we should still respected what Erik said about Caelum and romantic relationships.  

Snippets: >> , >> , >> , >> , >> , >>, >> , >> , >>, >>, >>, >> , >>

> Play russian roulette with these. Are they soft? Are they funny? Are they angsty? Who are they about? You’ll never know unless you click it. Accept the package delivered. 

D(a)emon Boy Designs

Shaw Pack Shenanigans:

Black Flies Series Pt. 1 , Pt. 2

A little more warmth

Shaw Mates Groupchat - Pt. 1 , Pt. 2 , Pt. 3 , Pt. 4 , Pt. 5

Youtube Channels

Incorrect Quotes , Pt 2

Thanksgiving

HBS 2023 Snapshots

Memes

David and Angel:

“Davey”

Angel Design

“Furry”

Angel and Sweetheart

Incorrect Quotes

Angel OC Thread (Please reblog with your Angel OCs.  :D) > Alternatively: OCs

All Together Spooky

Planes

Last Line of Defense

Victorian AU Pt. 1

Mundane Ft. Asher

Asher and Baabe:

Incorrect Quotes

Darlin and Baabe

OCs

Planes

Milo and Sweetheart: 

Sweetheart Design

Angel and Sweetheart

Incorrect Quotes

Sweetheart Picrew (Sweetheart OC Thread)

> Alternatively: OCs

All Together Spooky

Planes

Origin of Tomorrow Ft. Cutie

Gavin and Freelancer:

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Dance With Me Ft. Caelum

OCs

D.A.M.N. Squad:

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Vincent and Lovely:

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OCs

All Together Spooky

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You Must Be This Tall Ft. Vincent’s Stranger

Sam and Darlin: 

Darlin Design

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Darlin and Baabe

Five Things I love about you

OCs

All Together Spooky

Planes

The Months I Loved You ft. Quinn

Cutie and Geordie:

Incorrect Quotes

Break-Time Geordi Audio Thoughts

Guy and Honey:

Incorrect Quotes, Pt. 2

Honey Teddy Grahams

Should have stayed in Pre-Algebra

> Technically a continuation piece thing of honey teddy grahams, but can be read as a standalone piece and it still makes sense.

Elliot and Sunshine:

Incorrect Quotes (ft. Brachium)

Regulus and Precious:

Aaron and Smartass:

Ollie and Mentor:

Hush and Doc:

James and Spouse:

Anton and his love:

Lasko and Dear:

Blake and Bestie:

Incorrect Quotes

So do something

Save You

Camelopardalis (god I love his name so fucking much aaaa):

Chaos in your mind 

Dear Friend ft. Warden

I’ll Still Dream of You

Ivan and Baby (both of them):

Project Meridian Asset:

All Together Spooky

Incorrect Quotes

Vega and Warden: 

Vega Design

Warden Design

OCs

Regretful

Lose Everything (Prompt Episode One)

Incorrect Quotes

New Warden Design + HC

H I M

Ever Again

Unique and Powerful

I Still See Your Face

Avior and Starlight:

Incorrect Quotes

Bright Eyes and Frederick:

Lore Explanation (ty Anon)

Fun Night

Imperium AU:

After Love is Gone - Imp!Damien/Imp!Angel

Vulture of Reality - Imp!Vega/Pet

Anemia - Imp!Vincent/Imp!Lovely

#masterlist #redactedverse #redacted asmr #art #fanfiction #headcanons

[broflovski-brah]

Camilo Madrigal x FEM!Reader-“Don’t You Dare Say Her Name!”

Genre: Angst

Status: Dating

POV: Third

Pronouns: She/her

TW: Death, illness, crying and yelling

Summary: Y/N is suffering with an illness and it takes a toll on her, which breaks Camilo.

Y/N had always been the black sheep of the Encanto. She always seemed to have something on her mind. When she’d met Camilo, they never expected to end up being best friends. Best friends turned into something more, cliche, I know.

Y/N, though had just been diagnosed with a horrible illness, one that was hard to recover from. Camilo had sworn to stay by her side throughout the entire recooperation and did exactly that. He stayed at the hospitals, he got them food, he did everything he could.

Camilo had promised that he would come over to the hospital for cuddles and  comfort that night. He took his ruana and made sure all the wrinkles were out. He combed through his hair and reapplied some of his makeup, and headed over. 

The hospital nurses escorted him immediately to Y/N’s room and left them alone. Y/N’s parents had left for the night, so it was just the two of them. 

He knocked on the door as he opened it and saw Y/N crack a smile. 

“Hey, Cami…” 

Her voice was hoarse and she immediately started having a coughing fit. 

He hurried over and patted her back lightly. 

“How are you doing?”

“Could be better…”

He chuckled half heartedly. He knew she was joking, but he couldn’t shake off the feeling that something bad was going to happen.

”Hey…I need to talk to you…”

Camilo’s heart skipped a beat.

”A-about what?” 

Y/N took a deep breath. 

“The doctors…um…I…I only have a few weeks to live.”

His eyes widened. 

“Y/N, if this is a joke, it isn’t funny…please tell me you’re joking…”

Y/N couldn’t speak with the lump in her throat.

”No…Y/N, they have to be wrong…”

”They’re doctors, Cami…they’re not wrong.”

Y/N hugged him tightly, the IV slightly indenting his skin.

”We can get through this, together.”

About three weeks later, Camilo got called into the hospital. They said it was urgent.He ran into Y/N’s room and opened the door. 

There she was, laying with her pale face, eyes glazed and barely open and a heart monitor beeping much slower than it should’ve been.

”Y/N…”

She tried responding, but it was hardly a whisper. He ran over and sat on her bed. 

“I’ll be okay, Milo…I’ve got to go…”

”No! You can’t…please…” 

She held onto his hand tightly and smiled weakly at him. 

“I’ll see you on the other side, my love. I have to go…”

And with that, Y/N shut hee eyes and the monitor flatlined. 

“Y/N..? Y/N, please! Don’t leave me!” 

The doctors rushed in and tried to comfort him, but his body started shifting faster than anything they’d ever witnessed. 

“Y/N! Please! Come back…” his voice shifted between multiple people’s as he continued crying. 

“I loved her…”

After that day, Camilo became a shell of the person he was. He wouldn’t leave his room, he refused to eat or drink anything and he would just sit in front of his mirrors, shifted into the girl he loved. 

“My love…why wasn’t I better?”

No response. 

He went into town one day though, to grab something for his family, when he overheard a conversation. 

“Well, I still think Y/N is faking the disease. She just doesn’t want to come into school because she’s too stupid.”

Somethjng snapped inside of him. 

He walked over to the girls and started yelling:

”Y/N IS DEAD! HAVEN’T YOU HEARD?! OR ARE YOU JUST TOO BLIND TO PAY ATTENTION TO THE WORLD AROUND YOU?!”

”Camilo!” 

Mirabel had overhead the entire thing and hurried over.

”DON’T YOU EVER SAY HER NAME AGAIN! DON’T YOU DARE!” 

His voice broke on the last part and Mirabel embraced him. 

“Camilo, Camilo…shh…it’s okay!”

The girls were long gone by now and the town had their eyes on the Madrigal cousins.

His face crumbled as he finally let himself cry for the first time that week. 

“She’s gone Mira…and I can’t do anything to save her…”

#camilo madrigal x reader #camilo my beloved #camilo supremacy #camilo disney #camilo #camilo x y/n #camilo x reader

[scoopsgf]

I just realized something about Rory that I didn't like much (as a literati shipper). On the show she never gave Jess a second chance. Even though she gave Dean and Logan a gazillion chances after all the shit they pulled. The three times she dated Dean, he dumped her all three times, two of which publicly. Logan didn't even want to be with her in the first place. Then he cheated on her, got drunk and partied all the time, proposed to her and gave her an ultimatum. While Jess screwed up once, and she never gave their relationship a second try. And before she slept with Dean she said something to Lane like how Dean was reliable and Jess wasn't, which sounded a lot like she dismissed their entire relationship because of it. Even though she was the one who cheated on Dean with Jess in the first place. And then later, at truncheon, my god... I think I've read somewhere that ASP initially planned Jess and Rory to be the end game, but Milo only signed a contract for 2 years, so that plan went out the window. I wonder how she would've worked their storyline if he signed for 6 years how he was offered.

What I'm trying to say is, it seemed like Rory didn't want to get back together with Jess, not really. So all those stories where Jess helps her raise her baby (from Logan of all people), I think Rory doesn't deserve grown up Jess. Phew, rant over. It's not even a question, I guess I just wanted to know your opinion on Rory never giving Jess a second chance.

P.s. I'm reading 'the weight we carry' right now, and it's devastating how Jess feels when he realised he flunked out 😭 you're my favourite author!!

oof okay so this one. this one i have to wholeheartedly disagree with actually. rory not giving jess a second chance is something that i will never blame her for because like, jess broke her heart. he left her. and if anything her caution with him is indicative of how deep her love for him runs; she’s more willing to give dean and logan second chances and stay with them when they treat her like shit because she doesn’t wanna be alone, not because she loves them more than she loved jess. saying rory doesn’t ‘deserve’ grown up jess is pretty harsh when you think about the fact that she was just trying to protect herself and prevent more heartache; also, it’s kind of demeaning to jess’s character to insinuate that he wouldn’t wanna help rory and her kid out if she didn’t love him. in my mind, because of the type of person he is (and how similar he is to luke) he would so be there for her regardless of whether or not she reciprocated any romantic feelings. also, rory wasn’t in any way dismissing her relationship with jess when she was talking about dean being reliable—she was second guessing her decision to date him, yes, because again: he left her. dean stayed and while he’s most definitely a piece of shit, rory equates love with sticking around (and this is partly because of christopher treating her and her mom’s life like a revolving door). there are so many layers and there’s so much nuance behind rory’s thought process and i don’t really think it’s fair at all to be pissed at her for trying to be careful with her heart.

#asks #anon #gilmore girls #literati #gilmore girls meta #defending rory gilmore #i will die on the hill that she was right to turn jess down when he came to her at yale #as much as i understand and sympathise with his intentions #i SO understand her perspective on things and don’t think she was in the wrong at all #also i don’t think that jess would care at all that the baby is logan’s like… again that feels like a slight against his character #he probably felt like shit when people dismissed him for being flighty liz’s kid #or that no-good bastard Jimmy’s son #so he’s not gonna judge some baby bc their father is logan barfburger #also jess truly did need to develop and find himself outside of rory and stars hollow #so if anything I’m glad she said no and didn’t give him a second chance #anyway. henrnfnfn im sure you weren’t trying to be rude or anything and i promise im not trying to be either #i just don’t like this mentality of hating on rory for absolutely any reason #it’s so ridiculous and misogynistic

[frazzledsoul]

So season 5 of Gilmore Girls was my favorite season for a long, long time. It's the Luke/Lorelai season of dreams (or so it seemed) and there are many great moments. Also, Rory finally moves on from her high school boyfriends and does something more interesting at Yale other than go on bad dates and whine about her study tree.

However, the entire season is chock full of completely fabricated drama.

ASP did not want Luke and Lorelai together. Christopher was her favorite. She LOVVVVED Christopher, and sought every opportunity to pull him into the story because she thought his love story with Lorelai was so compelling. I have not watched Mrs. Maisel, but I have heard that she pretty much plays the same card with Midge and Joel, arguing that he's the true (romantic) love of Midge's life even though her life is centered on other things. ASP would give interviews around season 2 where she flat out stated she brought Jess in to be an obstacle between Luke and Lorelai, but would go on and in about how Lorelai and Christopher were so compelling and how great it would be if he got his shit together and blah blah blah. She wanted Milo to stay for longer, but he declined: once he was gone and Rory and Jess's constant presence was no longer an issue to Luke/Lorelai, she married Luke off and brought in an upper-class love interest for Lorelai while she wrote the most mind-numbingly boring insurance industry storylines featuring him.

During season four, the ratings dipped. The audience did not appreciate Luke/Lorelai being delayed again, they didn't like single Rory, they missed the boyfriend drama. Supposedly the show was in danger of being canceled, so ASP got rid of Jason and hooked Luke/Lorelai up to save the show. For her part, ASP said that she only agreed to get Luke/Lorelai together so David Sutcliffe (who was on another show during S4) could show up and Christopher could cause trouble to make things interesting. Max and Alex and Jason didn't need Christopher around for ASP to write their storylines, but he was absolutely necessary for her to write Luke/Lorelai because she just can't handle it unless he provides an obstacle. Okkkkkkaaaaay.

Also, Rory is now a bad girl who sleeps with married men and has casual sex with the rich campus Lothario who has family connections to the industry she wants to join. Look, I get it. She was boring. Milo and Jared wanted to move on. No one wants more storylines about urine mints, after all.

In season 5, Emily and Richard (especially Emily) suddenly becomes super interested in Lorelai's life. The grandparents until then had appeared to disapprove of Lorelai's career choice and had to be begged to attend the opening of the Dragonfly. They both openly seem to think that she wasted her potential and that this isn't a satisfactory way of earning a living. (It's not clear why they think journalism, an industry that doesn't pay well and isn't really a practical choice to support oneself to support oneself is so much better, but whatever). Suddenly Emily is super invested in Lorelai's life now that she owns an inn and Luke isn't good enough. She also appears to personally disapprove of Luke because he lives a working class lifestyle and is divorced (so is Christopher, but again....whatever, I guess) and it makes no sense that she cares. Suddenly it's become imperative that her choice in men are people that her parents find acceptable when in the past they didn't care. Lorelai's choice in men is just one of the ways in which Lorelai rejected them, and they don't seem to mind. Jason was in their social class and I suspect Max was closer to it than Luke was, but that didn't make Emily like them any better. But now it's a huge, huge problem and drives the storyline of the entire season.

We also have Christopher's re-emergence, and suddenly it becomes very, very important to Lorelai to fix his life and comfort him. She went the last two seasons content to stay out of his life and staying out of whatever relationship Rory might have with him (which is nonexistent, because unless it might involve sex with Lorelai, he can't be bothered) but now she has to drop everything to help him with his parenting woes, she has to check in on him to see how he's doing, his dad died so she decides to show up with tequila and spend all night "comforting" him even though she already has a boyfriend and this is not anything close to appropriate (and of course lie about it until she has to confess what happened before Christopher does).

I accepted all of this as temporary drama at the time period. In retrospect, her behavior is pretty disturbing, and makes it clear that she doesn't have appropriate boundaries with Christopher, that she will clearly view him as her first priority and drop everything else in her life to make him feel better, and is not going to be someone who can be trusted in a monogamous relationship unless she sets boundaries with him. Lorelai's behavior in the second half of season six bears this theory out.

The show doesn't take that view. Luke and Lorelai's breakup is all a result of Emily's meddling, not Lorelai having an inappropriate relationship with her ex in the first place, and the entire Luke/Lorelai storyline is just a vehicle to get them to fight again. I also don't like that Luke becomes a complete disaster during the break-up, when he seemed to function just fine after their rift in S2 and after their break-up in S6 even seems to...flourish, improving as a dad and a support system to other people (I think some shippers hate S7 for this reason, because he didn't let it destroy him). In S5, so much of his existence is as a vehicle to Lorelai's plot and this stupid Emily/Lorelai conflict that ASP wanted to write, either because she didn't really want to write the ship or wanted to make it clear who the main character was. It seems that before and after this time period Luke was able to exist more as an independent character, with things that mattered to him besides Lorelai, even if those plots were not great (hi, April).

(And I get that Milo couldn't appear, but if he had and we had gotten more if an update on Jess I think it would have done a lot for making Luke be someone other than a plot device).

So Luke and Lorelai get back together and the grandparents forget they ever opposed the idea. The last third of the season is focused on Rory's drama and whether Luke and Lorelai want to get married and have babies (that whole thing with Lorelai wanting to travel the world instead of settling down is hackneyed drama and makes no sense...she never really had shown a deep desire for wanting to make that her life and she just opened her dream business a year ago). The grandparents don't bat an eye at Luke and Lorelai getting engaged, they don't care that Luke has an illegitimate child that dropped out of the sky, they want to support them and buy them a house. When Lorelai married Christopher, Emily buys them an ugly painting and wants to throw a real reception, but she also confronts Lorelai, tells her that Christopher is basically a loser but she picked him so it's her funeral, and urges her to take the marriage seriously.

The grandparents only care about disapproving of Luke during this ONE SEASON. Before and afterwards, they shrug it off. In AYITL, Emily spends the entire series chiding Lorelai for being a commitmentphobe. It was all fabricated drama in the first place.

All of this does not mean I don't ship Luke/Lorelai and enjoy them during their better moments, because I do. But so much of S5 relies on a plot structure that makes no sense, so it is definitely not my favorite anymore.

#meta #luke x lorelai #gilmore girls #omg frazzled run your errands already

[night-market-if]

Dear sweet author, poet-est of words, curator of comfort and IF deity of angst...I am not ok. WE are not ok. I'm going preface this "ask" that actually isn't one at all (my very first ever, mind you) with an apology for how rambly and unhinged and it may end up being. I've been wrestling back and forth with my Anxiety about sending this (people-ing makes me nervous) but after finishing Book 1 I cannot get your story out of my head, and you deserve all the love and gushing.

The plot, the characters, the prose are all just so amazing! You're so very talented and deserve all the recognition for this work of art. I've been with your story since before the first Chapter was released and it has gone from something I have enjoyed immensely to one of my favorite IF's ever and oh boy have I read a lot! The lore and environment are rich, and each character has a distinct voice that is their own. There are so many wonderful things I could say but I don't think I'm eloquent enough with words to do it justice.

*SPOLIERS AHEAD*

Reading through the last few chapters, specifically 11 and 12, for obvious reasons I believe I can confidently say I have gone through the 5 stages of grief and more. lol I knew what was coming and it still completely subverted all of my expectations. Played through first as my Milomancer and the literal gut punch I felt in some of that ending dialogue, specifically on whether he cares or not wrecked me. I haven't had a visceral response to a story like this in so long it completely took me by surprise. Oh, and can we just praise you for that buildup of suspense leading to the talk with Milo. I was legitimately holding my breath so convinced we were going to find him at Mals and it was just the invitation. *Screeches*

Anyway, reading this has made me an absolutely feral, sobbing, punching the air howling into the abyss of a mess and I just can't stop thinking of all the possibilities of things to come. When I finished, I immediately went back, read through all the routes with all the variations because I just couldn't get enough. It's crazy to see all the hints, correlation within everything and put it all together. Just genius. There are so many other things I want to touch upon, but this has gotten so out of hand, I apologize. (I hope this doesn't come off as too overly familiar) But now that I've finally sent my first ask I think I'll be comfortable sending more in the future.

So, congrats on technically finishing book 1!! I'm looking forward to reading the beefed-up version and in the future the next book (which ofcourse is a long way off). I'm sure you're chomping at the bit to get everything completed but I do hope you take time for yourself to just relax and be proud of all you have accomplished. Remember to stay hydrated and take care of yourself!

Much love from an old broad who is just a big fan <3

Unhinged asks are my favorite!!!!!

Thank you so much for being here from the get go. I look back on almost a year ago now and kind of feel like I was looking at someone who had no idea what she was doing but was going to barrel through it all anyway. Which, to be fair, is how I treat most things in life.

I'm so glad that you went back and read it again after chapter twelve! I have been peppering in little hints from the get go. So much so that I thought nearly every chapter, someone was going to call me out. LOL! And some people did but most did not which leaves me just in awe.

I've taken next to no time for me, if we're going to be honest. LOL! But I'm hoping to son. Mainly, personal life has been hectic so I am looking forward to sitting and diving into my work again.

I really hope you send more asks in the future! I'm not scary and would love to hear from you. Thank you again so much for reading!

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[autisticempathydaemon]

hopping straight into this hehe

What song are you fixated on at the moment? What lyric or verse, and why?

feel this way by mega mango ("i saw you, i sought you/and you saw me too")

Do you love gargantuan Youtube video essays, and if so, which is your favorite and why?

i <3 horror analysis video essays

What is your go-to way to fall asleep?

hold something warm (cat, blanket, person, etc)

What is your favorite of Redacted’s videos, and why?

antons tinkering vid calms my mind and neutralizes my temper. he is so kind

What Redacted boy holds no appeal to you, and why? Like, not the one you hate but the one who you don’t get the hype for. (I won’t judge, I promise.)

david does not appeal to me lol

Tell me about that one book/movie/tv show you know all the words to.

jurassic park

Which Redacted boy are you platonically attracted to? Like- forget dating, which dude do you want to be your best friend?

the whole DAMN crew but lasko is my best friend. in my mind i drive him to his grindr hookups

Do you have a go-to thing you ramble about when you’re tired, and if so, what is it? (For example, my boyfriend knows I’m ready to sleep when I start talking about space.)

this novel ive read 3 times (its longer than the bible)

Tell me your go-to gas station and drink combo.

7-eleven slurpee or XL coffee depending on the time of year

Tell me about your favorite playlist at the moment.

guy enchants me. he is so fucking annoying and i want to smother him

What’s your guilty pleasure media, and why?

i love japanese stage productions (the culture is extremely in depth and niche and cool)

ALSO

im slowly writing a novel and write horror short stories in my free time

Oh, we stan a creative writing duo, so it’s gotta be Guy.

One, do you know that you are giving off 100% Honey vibes? USDA Organic, single origin, California Honey and I love it it’s precious /gen

Two, we adore a couple that writes together! I imagine parallel work, just sitting in the same room and space and typing at your respective laptops, would be such a lovely activity for y’all. Would it be necessarily productive? Maybe!

I can very much see Guy being a bundle of energy, unable to sit still, and you putting your legs on top of his till he gets at least another page of his draft done. Either that or writing is one of the rare times Guy focuses of his own volition, and that ends up being a really quiet, intimate moment for you both, the two of you writing together.

I also don’t know what Guy writes, I’m sure Erik is leaving that ambiguous so we can play around with that, but that bubbly dude paired with a horror writer just tickles me pink, I love it. It’s giving golden retriever black cat, beast boy and raven (gn).

Song:

I've heard about him before/ I wanted to know some more/ And now I know what they mean, he's a love machine/ Oh, he makes me dizzy

I continue and persist with the Honey-kinnie allegations. Guy is most definitely a musical theater kid, and this is the cheesy, glorious shit he’d sing at the top of his lungs, following you around and lovingly harassing you for affection.

Runner-Ups:

I kind of like Regulus for you- a horror for a horror fan. Milo would also be a cute match given he’s a heckin scaredy cat. It’s the horror video essays though. Regulus would have no interest, would turn them off if he thought they were taking your attention from him. Milo would watch them, but he’d get spooked. Guy picks the next one off the suggested videos column, and then you’re both down a twelve-hour knowledge rabbit hole.

Note: I worded the playlist question weirdly; you’re not the only one who sent me a Redacted playlist, so you’re totally fine, dear 💜 also I’m so curious as to what this novel you’re talking about is

Want a match-up of your own? Read this post, and tell me about yourself! 💌

#redactedasmr #redactedverse #redacted asmr #redactedaudio #redacted audio #redacted #busybee matches

[thechroniclesofnikevictoria]

Present. Chapter 4 - Mid June 2021

“If I have to stop, you have to tell me now. Because if you let me continue this, Winged Victory, not even your Kamui could hold me back until I triumphed with you”

(TW: NSFW, smut, OC, CamusxOC, reference to MiloxCamus, HET couple, reference to HOMO couple, D/s, Dom!Camus, Diamond Dust with creative uses)

Nike’s surprise was even bigger when, a few days later, instead of Milo, she found herself in bed with Camus.

He went to pay her a visit, a habit he got after coming back to life, after finishing a new philosophy book. His mother, a professor at Sorbonne, would always recommend him the best ones, and he would always find them in Dégel’s library. Among the Gold Knights, he was by far the most intellectual one, in the western meaning of the term.

Nike, together with Saori, was the only inhabitant of the Sanctuary who had a normal life and education before her Cosmo awakening. She really enjoyed those conversations.

“Can I come in?” he asked on the side door. He always used that entrance when he came to visit her, to avoid having to go through the main Temple. Theoretically, to enter the thirteenth house, all the knights were obliged to wear their armor, in case Athena crossed their path. But Nike had removed that rule when people came to visit her informally. Especially considering Saori was rarely even there.

“Otherwise I would need to keep my Kamui on all the time” was her official justification.

“Hey Cam! Sure, come in! Are you hungry?”

“Comme toujours!” he exclaimed going in and sitting down at his usual place at her table.

“DeathMask just came back from his town in the middle of nowhere Sicily and brought back a ton of amazing things. You choose: sfincione or arancini?”

“Why do you say or?”

They both laughed out loud. One of the few perks of being Knights was that their Cosmo, together with the massive training they underwent for years, would burn everything.

“So what’s new this time? What did you just finish reading?” she asked while they were eating.

“I finally made it to the end of the Symposium”

“Ah yes I remember that. My philosophy teacher had me read it in grade eleven” she exclaimed, immediately regretting her words. Camus and the others had been stolen from their family when they were children to be trained. He couldn’t finish elementary school. Let alone high school.

“I’m sorry...”

“No worries. Anyways, I found it quite interesting when they said straight love can never be pure, because biology always takes over”

“Yeah I remember that part too. It's quite ironic if we think those words were written not far from where we are now, the only place on Earth where even straight love is purpose to itself” she added with a melancholic smile, referring to Athena’s law. More like a curse, really. They served the Goddess, and therefore her highest rank knights, presents included, where physically prevented from having children. Physically prevented from having someone in their life important enough to second guess their loyalty and their obedience. To orders, to tasks, or to wars. Traditionally they were also prevented from falling in love, but that rule was so stupid and inapplicable it had already been removed since Shion’s time. Nike had simply extended it to relationships among the knights.

“Come on, let’s move to the couch”

“But... we’ve always talked at the table” he replied taken by surprise. The couch? Like face to face less than a meter apart? Was he even allowed to be that close to her within those walls? With the risk of touching her by mistake?

“I know” she said sitting down.

“But I really don’t know why. Considering how much Saga must have paid for it, we might as well use it. It's way more comfortable”

Camus made a quick estimate in his mind and decided that deliberately refusing a direct invitation from a goddess would be way less respectful than accidentally touching her.

‘The circumstances have changes, but I've already had the occasion to touched her. Can't be that bad’ and he sat.

What he had not accounted for in his estimate was that in that moment, for the first time, maybe because he was so close to her, Nike’s beauty hit him all at once. Since coming back to Milo he hadn’t had women, but that didn’t mean he was insensitive to the beauty of a female body. And Nike’s, now that he finally was paying that much attention, could not be described with words. She was simply perfect.

‘Idiot, what are you, a teenager? Don't get ideas. You just came back to life, wanna get yourself killed again?’

“You and Milo” she began

“You are the perfect example of what the symposium is talking about”

“You are right, we are quite lucky”

“You had your share of pain and suffering”

“Me not as much. After all, all I did was dying. He's the one who had to live with my memory. Oh and speaking of which, thank you”

“For what?”

“For helping him during those though times”

“He told you?” she asked half panicked, half relieved at the idea of not having to keep the secret with him any longer.

‘That big Greek mouth, what did he spill? If he went around spilling I like to be needled during sex I'm gonna end him’

“Not in detail. He’s proud, and you know it. But he told me after Athena refused to let him go, without you he would have died of despair”

“We both needed it, you know? I missed you a ton too. I missed all of you” Nike said, gently resting her hand on his knee.

Camus realized that very moment it was the first time of his new life he touched her outside of training or some sort of special occasion. And the effect was undeniable. He wasn’t the Ice King he thought he was, considering he was seriously running the risk to lose control for a hand on a knee. But then again, considering who the hand belonged to... he turned around to look at her in the eye. He realized it was another first. Her face could have been sculpted by the gods themselves an any human would have done anything for it. It was the earthly manifestation of Victory itself. He wondered if Helen, the face that launched a thousand ships, could have been a previous incarnation.

‘If she decides to read my Cosmo I’m done. But she’s the one touching me. Can’t be that bad, can it? But my other ideas… better to nip them in the bud. Right?”

With no idea whatsoever of the consequences, Camus followed his impulse, something he had done only a handful of times before, for the very first time in his new life. He decided to cover Nike’s hand still on his knee with his own.

‘She didn’t recoil. And she’s still looking at me. What if, by chance, the feeling was mutual? This new life is a gift. We made a promise with Milo to sink out teeth in it as much as we can and live every minute to the fullest’

“Your skin is so hot” he said, finally breaking that deafening silence.

“It’s the Kamui. My Cosmo has been burning like a furnace since the minute I wore it. You should see me in battle”

“I did see you”

“I meant the other kind of battle, the kind you fight in bed”

“Then show me” he replied, using that very moment to steal a kiss.

She was not expecting it, but she had somehow always dreamt about it. As soon as she realized their lips were touching she let herself go to the moment, wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her mouth. He hugged her waist in return, and made that kiss as French as it could be.

It was so intense and deep it made her want to go further, significantly further. But something held her back. He was the first one to speak when he realized.

“My lady” he apologized leaving the couch to kneel down before her, just like he had done thousands of other times.

“Forgive my forwardness. Since I died, every moment of this new life is a precious gift and I followed my instinct and desire, with the impression you wanted me to. I can’t begin to imagine a suitable punishment”

“Come on get up and look at me. You know I hate this formality. That’s not why I hesitated. It’s Milo”

“Milo and I aren’t monogamous. Like I said, I don’t want to waste any second of this new miracle life” he added.

“And I want no regrets”

“What is it that you don’t wish to regret, beside kissing me?”

‘I’m already on my knees… and already in trouble… might as well’ he thought.

Slowly, without a word, he opened her legs and started kissing the inside of her knees. She didn’t reject him, quite the opposite, judging how she sighed at his touch. So he started slowly heading further up. It was quite evident Nike was wearing nothing under her slip. The access was extremely easy. Slow touches first, and growing intensity. Camus lost himself in a sensual French kiss with her pearl. She stabbed the couch fabric with her nails, overwhelmed by her senses. Gods, how good was he?

“Cam… Camus… if you keep going… you are gonna make me come”

Making the goddess of victory come. Quite the item the check off the list.

‘If touching her is forbidden, giving her a small death is my one way ticket to the big one. My third. But when am I ever gonna get another chance at this?’

He kept going. With the expected outcome.

He lifted his gaze towards Nike. She was staring at him with that expression he knew well in the women he had had.

But it was so not enough. She wanted more.

“Aquarius, take me to bed” she finally ordered.

“I’m at your orders”

They both got up and headed to the bedroom kissing, grabbing, holding, and losing all inhibitions and his shirt, a crazy old PSG jersey.

The back of her knees was already pressed against the bed when she hesitated again. He immediately let go of her body, despite how much he wanted her, and broke the kiss.

“If I have to stop, you have to tell me now. Because if you let me continue this, Winged Victory, not even your Kamui could hold me back until I triumphed with you”

“I have to be sure you want this as much as I do. Despite Milo”

“We have already talked about Milo. We have an agreement. Besides, it would be so different with you”

‘I know about your agreement with Milo even better than you. But…’

“I need to know you really want this”

He grabbed her right hand and put it on his heart. It was pounding out of his chest. He used his other hand to lift her chin to look into her eyes.

“Regarde-moi ! Selon toi ?”

There was no doubt.

“Et tu ? Qu’est-ce que tu veux ?”

She needed to hear nothing more. She finally surrendered, picking up the kiss where it had stopped and sinking her fingers in his blood red hair. He lost the few inhibitions he still was holding on to, mostly due to her rank and her status. He grabbed her ass, lifted her up and dropped her on the bed, finally losing his pants before joining her.

Nike hadn’t lied. The excitation that was leading them to sex had warmed her already boiling skin even further. Camus’s Cosmo was also on high, except his was cold. Very cold. Almost without thinking, he started emanating ice from his hands while he was using them to take off her slip. She shivered and moaned in pleasure.

“You like my ice?” he asked while kissing her neck.

“Seems like…”she replied practically breathless. It was quite the revelation for Camus. The fantasy he didn’t know he had started forming in his mind. He was cryokinetic, he could make ice out of nowhere. And she was so scorchingly, superhumanly hot. She was going to get some of his ice.  His lips and his breath turned as cold as the winds of Siberia where he had trained for so many years while he picked up kissing her neck and lips. Then he moved south to her breasts, adding his hands to the party. Every freezing touch of his was welcomed by a moan of pleasure and relief from the fire that burned her from within. It was like playing with ice cubes on her skin, except he was the ice. And he was never going to melt.

The excitation of that game was going to his head, and Camus decided it was time to move past foreplay. It was time to get real. He grabbed her hands and yanked them over her head.

“Your Cosmo alone won’t be enough to melt my ice. If you want to break free you’ll have to summon the armbands of your Kamui.”

“Break free from what?” she barely asked before he froze her wrist solid to the headboard. Camus paused for a moment to verify he wasn’t going to far, but Nike didn’t protest. Quite the opposite, she was beguilingly smiling. He needed less. He climbed on top of her as hard as he could be and victory was finally his.

He hadn’t had sex with a woman since coming back to life in Asgard. He couldn’t deny he had missed a lot of things. The softness of her skin, her sensual curves, her generous breasts. But truly what he had missed the most was being in full control of what was happening during that moment. He could choose how to move, the rhythm to keep, the intensity of his thrusts, what to touch and what not. Every single moment he could decide whether to make her come or wait.

She liked this torture, this full surrender as much as he did. Camus thought the body of this woman, this goddess, would be any man’s dream. It was not just simply perfect under any point of view, made to be looked at, made to be touched. It was above all made to be fucked. As much as he already knew he was good at the job – he was French after all – he had never seen a woman respond with such intensity. He could see it from her face, her moans, her kisses. But mostly he could feel it from her Cosmo.

When he was finally satiated he decided to gift her the orgasm she was so close to. While climaxing yet again, Nike wrapped her legs around his waist so tight she left bruises on his skin. He was so constrained and she was so unbelievable. He could nothing but let himself go a few moments after, exploding in her like an Aurora Execution.

He freed her from his ice while still inside her, kissed her, and then dropped on his back beside her, exhausted yet ecstatic.

Then he realized.

“My third life is over isn’t it?”

“What? Why?”

“According to official protocol, I’m not even supposed to touch you. And I literally just came inside of you. After basically raping you and tying you to the bed. Not to mention earlier on the couch” he said mostly to himself, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes.

“I never gave a fuck about that stupid official rule. I can’t change it because Saori wants it enforced on herself. To keep Seiya at bay, I think. Besides, raped? You kidding? I consented more than once. And you gave me two mind-blowing orgasms. I didn’t want anything bad to happen to you before, let alone now”

She hugged him and pecked his lips, reassuring him but also hitting the bruises she had left on his sides. He made a face.

“Nike I get it you are a platinum knight, but keep your strength under control”

“What do you mean?” she asked massaging her wrists to restart the blood flow. Camus pointed at his side.

“How the fuck am I supposed to explain these?”

She started genuinely laughing.

“Tell the truth. Say that it was me in training. Just don’t specify what type of training”

She extended her hand healing him instantly.

“I swear, next time I’m freezing your ankles too”

“Next time?”

“Humm… yeah I mean if you want it there to be a next time”

She lied on her side to admire him extending a hand on his sixpack.

“Camus, di you take a look at yourself? Of course I want to. But you put the bar quite high for yourself. From now on, you’ll always have to make me come as hard as you just did”

“Haha. I’ll do my best, I promise. And don’t you worry, we don’t have to use the ice at all in the future”

She gave him one of her resting bitch face stares.

“Cam, in your opinion, do I look like I have trouble getting laid?”

His only reply was checking her out head to toes and back, lingering on her perfect ass and boobs, and finishing back to her eyes. The emerald green was so intense to seem fake. Then he lifted and eyebrow.

“My point exactly. If I’m fucking you I’m expecting, no I’m demanding at least some ice” she said kissing him for the last time of the night.

While heading back to the eleventh house, Camus thought back to what had just happened at the thirteenth. He would have never ever imagined having sex with Nike in his life. Partly for her rank, but mostly because he could never hope for her to look at him that way. But he was even more surprised of that fantasy he had just turned into reality with her. Something he would have given anything he had and done everything he could to repeat over and over again. Playing with his ice, using it to restrain her movements, just the thought of it made him want to turn around for seconds. Why had he never thought of it before, with Milo for example? But no, that was never going to work. It was so different with Milo. Theirs was pure love, it was almost sacred what the had. Vanilla was already too much, especially after losing each other for that long. He would have never even imagined to use his ice on him. This is what their agreement was for. We fuck whomever we want and between us it’s pure love.

He fell asleep wondering if Milo had taken advantage of their agreement just yet. And with whom. Did he go past vanilla? And if yes, how? Actually, he’d rather not know.

#saint seiya #cavalieri dello zodiaco #knights of the zodiac #original writing #scrittura originale #original content #original character #original story #nike victoria #vittoria alata #scarlett needle #cosmo #creative use of powers #camus x milo #milo x camus #saintseiya #oc #cavalieri d'oro #gold saints #aquarius camus #camus dell'acquario #diamond dust #aurora execution

[wheresurboytonighthelookslikeenj]

Opinion on Watt's relationships with Milo Strange and Jack Walker?

who are you and why are you after my blood

theres a read more. look what youve made me do. this is a long detailed rant on why i dont like the watts plot in s15, including some good old fashioned resentment for jackwatts. proceed at your own risk

jack was really nice at first, i shipped them, i wrote a short fic or two even. of course he was bland but like the entire fandom held on to the idea that he'd eventually be developed slowly as the episodes go by right. right. idk i think it's the love of a soft and reserved and "normal" love interest for our guy whose life has been so much turmoil, so far from "normal" for so long. but we never really got good jack development did we, the most of his character being mostly made up in the fandom's heads. (ive skimmed aios, really good fic, murdoch fandom staple, like im at least somewhat cultured).

and then well it happened, ministry of virtue, everything goes to shit, their relationship has hardly been anything onscreen and now its over and i lose my mind because i'd been so hopeful. like i didn't sleep well that night because Murdoch Mysteries Is A Show. in a vacuum the whole marriage thing was an interesting way for the plot to go, jack bringing up how watts's profession clashed with so many other parts of his life was really good and i fucking love it, but hardly of it was built up to or worth it and before during and afterwards it never got the attention, screentime, etc, it deserved. dear god. and then they got back together but then next season jack's kind of a jerk now? much of it is warranted because of the awful things hes been through but "some things are worth the risk" had been such a staple line for him and their relationship and it was just. not romantic anymore. and importantly watts wasn't happy anymore. and it was just such a weird direction for the writers to take the ship.

also there was the funnies with the well lit kisses lmao and then milo strange happened?????? god i love milo i think theyre very funky and lovely and the weirdest character the show's made technical-wise because he kinda doesn't need to exist and the fact that he does ends up as just an insult to watts's story, milo the character, and his actor. like. ok. we have an issue: wonderbread barbie prince ass white boy jack walker being boring and now being too afraid to be out with watts. how does the show seem to try to fix it? flamboyant polyamorous black poet named milo strange who's as out and proud as you can be in edwardian toronto without getting arrested or killed. he's devastatingly lovable because of his whimsy and opinions and how easily they make watts smile and even laugh. not the most characterization but somehow more remarkable than jack ever was, at least before ministry of virtue. he and watts were very nice together and though i don't ship it much anymore because the show hates me i still have an ongoing fic with them but thats mostly just because i'm slow and forgetful.

anyways. then we get into the really bad shit. like. um. jack's wife dies. and this shit sent me off the edge like. this show is so bad? fridging the wife is like one of the first things people tell you not to do when they teach you how to Not Write Like A Misogynist/An Idiot In General? dude??? watts and jack fight about it and its devastating but you kinda knew the relationship was going there after all this. and then jack kidnaps the baby and escapes to greenwich and i was happy because the writers committed a misogyny but at the very very very least jack walker is gone and i am free from this stupid hatecrimes plotline.

right????

right???????

BUT NOOOOOOO like now we get into how watts himself was at his worst in season 15. like daniel maslany's acting is always so good but his writing. was bad. at the beginning he was not the best at communicating, letting his problems (the love triangle) be solved for him instead without any effort from him--like. this point has been hammered into the ground recently but love triangles if done well could symbolize for different values different choices that one can make right? like the famous one is the hunger games agressive gale vs softer peeta but like even the george-nina-louise triangle was a better example, like george made an active choice to go back to nina because despite louise being a more proper partner with similar values in wanting to settle down some day george chose nina's loyalty and kindness. but with watts? idk hes just really confused and i know watts has the personal emotional skills of a potato but narratively it sucks. because he doesnt make a decision. the decision is made for him when jack's wife is killed by her ex. what was the point? why couldn't they have made him at least a bit more active in all of it?

ohoho but it gets worse. because the plotline's not even done yet we still have half a season. watts spends time with milo and they're very sweet but watts comes to the realization that milo is polyamorous. like. milo has talked about this before. they make it pretty clear. and maybe it's my own brainworms, believing watts would have been more open or at least more understanding to it because of his open nature, but watts gets frustrated, he tries to convince him to change, he calls milo greedy. like hey man that may not be your thing but thats so uncalled for. and is that not out of character? watts, who has always been so sympathetic and understanding, especially for those who are different? even under all the duress. i dont know. it might be more reasonable in other interpretations. the worst part is that he never properly apologizes. but we'll get to that.

and they continue to stay together in some sort of limbo until the end of the season and watts gets shot. and watts goes through this shit every tuesday but that mustve been a lot for milo to go through in a minute. and watts gets back up like nothing happens and milo later expresses that he's willing to change his lifestyle, willing to become monogamous for watts. thats. thats not a light statement. but fucking guess what watts receives a letter from jack???? and i guess theres a lot of apologizing and sappy stuff in the letter but we never see or hear the contents so all we have to process for now is that watts once again is letting his problems being solved for him? like as a character it sucks that it takes all these conveniences to switch him around to choose and narratively all these conveniences are bad in the first place. ugh. he tells milo to not change who he is and embarks for new york. and we. we never see milo again. and i am going to set something on fire.

and the thing is after the season premiere's homophobia of the season watts's conclusion is really good, like ive talked about it before him quitting the force and leaving to find himself was such a satisfying decision after all his moral and emotional turmoil! and i'm hopeful that jack is not coming back. but.

milo was done. so dirty. because we're back at the point about watts's arc. because regardless of the way you see it it's shitty. if jack was always his first choice and milo was only a rebound he didn't care as much for, not only is that just. bad taste. but its also shitty to milo, watts seeming to be so keen on being together but only on his terms then ditching at the first chance of being back with his old boytoy; not only is it a shitty thing for watts to do but in writing a character it's stupid. and if watts actually did care for milo and genuinely want to be with him, only to go back is even more confusing and again begs the question of the point of it all. why was milo introduced? why did you get us invested in a relationship that went nowhere and can be cut? watts and jack couldve still split, all homophobia and misogyny and kidnapping intact, and watts could have still come to his conclusion that he needed to be on his own, but instead of the polyam hate we couldve just had him wandering off on his own for half a season instead, and when he received the letter and went back to jack he couldve realized that hey. i was actually feeling good by myself, like i was going somewhere by myself. or something. i don't know. i love where watts's character is at currently but i hate how he got there.

and it's utterly devastating because milo was a lovable character! they were so fun! but he was doomed from the start and it's fucking awful. it never amounted to anything. his own little arc wasnt even allowed to finish properly, while jack's technically was? we never get a conclusion to milo strange but we know that jack's still doing ok with the baby in greenwich after brackenreid ended homophobia there ig /j

anyways. in conclusion i dont ship either anymore but at least i still like millewellyn because i resent jackwatts for what it represents

#cryign #anon. why did you do this to me #murdoch mysteries #sigh. guess im choosing violence by putting it in the tag #but its more for being able to find it later #season 15 had some really good episodes but the overarching shit man...... #anyways send more asks about my fandom opinions. now that ive typed this out i'll never have to do it again

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Writer’s Round-Up 2022

I made a post following this writer’s meme on New Year’s Eve last year, so I thought I would repeat it for comparison. It isn’t one you need to be tagged in to do, nor do you need to tag others if you do it.

Total Word Count:

I have published a total of 68,570 words! Compared to 2021’s 31,021 that’s 2.2x as much!

New Things This Year:

There’s three main things that come to mind.

I started writing Hermitcraft/Life series fic!

I made some new writing friends I think deserve a shoutout. First @stitchthesewords and @atherix, and more recently @sparksnevadas and @mochiwrites. I love their works and admire each of them for their craft and their style of writing, so making their acquaintance has been lovely.

Finally I have rediscovered the joy in writing. Last year is struggled so much with anxiety about writing and publishing fic, to the point that it was preventing me from writing. I think I am a lot more confident in my own ability now, and more importantly I’ve become more comfortable with my own shortcomings. All writers have room to improve, and the best way to do that is by writing. If it is too frustrating I stop, and if not I write it as well as I can and accept that my writing is best when I am enjoying the process.

Fic I spent the most time on:

Could I Be The Sky for sure. I spent about four months working on it, and I am so proud of how far I came through the process of writing it. As such I think the story gets stronger the further you read, and the third chapter + the epilogue are by far my favourites.

Favourite thing I wrote:

Hmm. See, the thing is, I like a lot of what I wrote.

Other than CIBTS, which means a lot to me for a lot of reasons, I think the answer has to be one of the Equinox AU fics. However, because they are all part of one story I struggle to pick one. Possibly the latest, In the Darkness You Reap, or maybe the one before that Harbour Me, Guide Me Home

I also really enjoyed writing "We Double as a Drama Troupe" not least for the excuse to use a little bit of the 0.5 theatre degree I earned before dropping out of university. I think it’s funny, and that I got the characters pretty spot on.

Favourite thing I read:

Oh there’s so many. Genuinely.

I read less Warcraft fanfiction now than I did last year, but I still just want to give a shoutout to that fandom for the amazingly high level of writing quality. I specifically want to list @khadgarfield’s Convergence. I love the language it uses, especially for descriptions. In fact I think of it often while writing myself.

Another favourite was @milo-hypno’s Aftershocks of Divinity. This fic… wow, this fic. I don’t think I will ever read another romance/slowburn fic and not compare it to this. The way Aftershocks of Divinity treats the subject of love, of recovery, is genuine and poetic enough that it brought my to tears even as I was reading it for the third time - and it is one of those where rereading it adds to the story.

And lastly, I would be remiss not to mention the Midnight series by @atherix. Oh Midnight. I don’t even know where to start listing all the things I love about it. Atherix, friend, you are the master of world building and foreshadowing. Midnight is fun to read because it rewards paying attention to details. Oh, and then there’s the characterisation, of course. It has that perfect mix of accurate to canon and sensible in the context of the AU it is set within. This one is a masterclass in slowburn as well, and were it a little less late I would dig out a screenshot of me messaging the group chat full of people who do not read Hermitcraft fic, letting them know that the OT3 from the fic series I keep talking about finally got together.

Writing goals for next year:

There’s projects I want to start working on and ones I want to keep working on. Equinox and Kingdom of Boatem AU are the main two, but they aren’t necessarily a goal.

I think most of all I just want to keep working towards writing being something that brings me joy and creative satisfaction. I’ve come so far in 2022, I want to keep up that good work.

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Finally, something I couldn’t fit in anywhere else. I have to give a massive shoutout to @loombarrow for all of your help with writing through the year. Love you, friend!

#writing #there’s so many other writers and fics I wanted to mention #but this post is already long enough 😅 #hermitshipping #long post

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There’s been so much good Wolves x Elementals stuff since those first posts nearly a year ago (?!), most notably the Lasko x David and/or Asher that @cottagecorexboy , @espressoth , @teddybasmanov , and I have spammed y’all with, the wonderful Damien x Asher fic series by @dominimoonbeam , and more recently, the collective Milo x Lasko brainrot mostly by @metaredacted0201 --which got me thinking: what if More and Different Wolf x Elemental combos?

So now you get me rambling about dynamics so I can maybe get my other work done before diving into this lmao

Lasko x David

The Classic

They balance each other out, each--perhaps hypocritically--encouraging the other not to overwork

Very quiet, domestic couple (who for sure get Very Rowdy)

Speaking of which, David finds a very nice, unexpected subspace with Lasko’s gentle domming

Lasko x Milo

Tall Nerd Gets Dommed by a Guy A Foot Shorter than Him

They have a lot of fun together, Milo helping Lasko come out of his shell and Lasko introducing Milo to ever more geeky stuff

Well-Dressed Men

Milo is definitely jealous of the fact that Aggro beelines for Lasko to claim Lasko’s lap, climb his shoulders, make a nest of his hair, etc. (but Lasko assures him that he still likes Milo best)

Lasko x Asher

Oh Asher has so much fun teasing Lasko. He’s so easy to fluster

But he also loves comforting and encouraging Lasko. Asher is great at self-care and mental health days.

And They Were Both Subs (Um, Actually, they’re both switches, and it’s interesting to see how that evolves with two people who are normally more submissive, but with room to explore themselves)

Lasko is also good at comforting Asher, who, as we know, also has self-worth issues. They may or may not get into “No, you’re amazing,” matches.

Damien x David

Big Tsun and Small Tsun

They’re both set in their ways and sometimes argue about the precise amount of sugar that recipe needs, excuse you

But they’re an unstoppable force of love and protection and change when they combine their knowledge, resources, and stubbornness

Size Kink

Damien x Milo

Short Buff Kings

The sarcasm is strong with these two

So is the competitiveness. Be it field sports or Wii Sports, these two don’t hold back.

Confident guys who every now and then have doubts about their sexy bodies or short wolf legs reassuring each other

Damien x Asher

Balance!

Asher loves Damien’s fiery spirit, and Damien loves Asher’s gentle heart

I can see them having an adventurous nightlife; wandering the city, checking out clubs and little-known restaurants

Damien tries to fix Asher’s diet (and failing that, tries to help him get over his fear of ordering deliveries. Still winds up doing it for him most of the time.)

Huxley x David

Big Gentle Dudes

So much camping

I feel like Huxley helps David relax, set aside all the heavy stuff he carries as Alpha and just be in the moment

David loves getting to know the parts of Huxley he’s used to hiding. A lot of very tender talks and kisses and cuddles

Huxley x Milo

Smol Sassy and Tol Chill

Huxley will sometimes run with Milo in wolf form, and while he can’t keep up for long, Milo will run back to him and tackle him for snuggles

Milo doesn’t mind feeling small in Huxley’s arms

They have dedicated self-care/do-nothing days where they lay around the house, pampering themselves and enjoying each other

Huxley x Asher

Gym Bros Turned Boyfriends

Comfort food and digging holes and video games and chill

Asher doesn’t know how Huxley can talk so sweetly while absolutely destroying him in bed, but he’s not complaining

The biggest and fanciest of pillow forts

#mac! #teddy! #meta! #dominimoonbeam #WOLVES X ELEMENTALS #redacted asmr #headcanons #shipping #suggestive #in places #If you were wondering lmao #feel free to expand on this! this is just some intial thoughts #feel free to expand! this is just some initial musing #dames!