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not-poignant · 6 months

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Hi! I apologize if you've spoken abt this already, bur how come ruts aren't really a thing in the UtR verse? Anton mentioned he's never had one, and they're very rare - is there a biological reason for it? Did Gary ever have one? (Starting to see what he is like during regular sex, I feel like he'd commit actual murder-by-cock during ruts fjfnfjnfjf) Anyway, love your writing to bits!!

Hi anon!

So I'm gonna write an essay, buckle up (I always write an essay on this stuff, I can't help it, I signed a contract at birth that said I would)

Firstly, ruts are sort of a 'new invention' in the omegaverse landscape. And by new I mean I'm really old and some people don't remember omegaverse without it. But I sure do! Only omegas went into heat, because heat indicated hyperfertility, and alphas were already hyperfertile without a rut. That was the whole point. You know, that's why they make such a perfect match. Hyperfertile mate meet hyperfertile mate.

They didn't need a rut.

Ruts came along later, and honestly in most of the fiction I've read that have them, ruts are very rarely written, and are often more like a threat hanging in the background. A sort of 'lol make sure you have food and water because like people go to hospital if they're in rut / heat at the same time.' Literal just about fuck-or-die situation. Or fuck-and-die. Probably more like fuck-and-who-cares-about-anything-else.

Anyone who has ever fucked a lot in a marathon session knows that eventually you just need carbs. *coughs*

Ruts are conceptually a TON of fun to think about. It's like authors went 'you know what hyperfertile alphas need? Something like a heat, that also makes them completely out of control.'

The thing is... alphas could already go completely out of control around an omega for a lot of reasons. It happened in fated mates stories. It happened in 'an omega is in heat and I just can't help it' (oh bless all those noncon omegaverse stories we have which are literally 'you just smelled so good you had to be mine'). A lot of the things ruts are supposed to achieve, already can easily be achieved in omegaverse.

Conceptually, ruts can be interesting as 'the alpha is also super vulnerable and helpless and needy during this time' but it's almost never written that way and it's not how I like to think about it. And in terms of worldbuilding, the places where it's made the most sense has almost always been as a dystopian thing that's almost dreaded by both the alphas and omegas (and everyone else) alike, and is just as much likely to be controlled by suppressants as heats, because no one likes to turn into an Automatic robot rapist. (Even though that's basically what many alphas become if they smell an omega in heat, I'm not saying ruts are the Department of Redundancy Deparment or anything, but they're a little bit like City of Redundancy in the shire of Redundancy population Already Covered In General Omegaverse tropes in the country of But It's Fun Anyway continent of Redundant.)

I love reading stories with rut worldbuilding but I have to suspend my disbelief so hard. And I know, I know, you kind of have to do that with omegaverse anyway, but there just comes a point where it's like 'but...the heat...triggers a response in alphas...thats mean a rut...is not needed...because that's what the heat does.' In some ways it takes some power and strength away from the symbolism of the omega's heat (romantically it's very interesting as the trope that renders the often hypermasculine character as so helpless to the omega that they basically have to have sex with them (guess what a rut is? Same same not different! Okay it can be different. It's often not though.))

As a result, I personally like worldbuilding that differentiates a general alpha response to an omega's heat, to a rut. And therefore if a rut is the more extreme version of a general 'must fuck' alpha response, it's likely to go pretty not...great. Much like unfulfilled heats are often characterised as agonising, I like to think of ruts are potentially very fatal. (Warning! Warning! The hypermasculinity levels are critical, boss! He's gonna blow! This time his heart! Not his cock!)

The worldbuilding mentioned in the chapter you're referring to - in the Underline the Rainbow universe - states that ruts are vestigial. It's killed too many alphas who have experienced it.

It basically knocked itself out of the genetic line, in the same way that peak alphas are going the same way because people just don't do great living like that in a functional society.

Also consider the...setting of the story if you will. This is a place where we're rehabilitating omegas and helping them recover from extreme trauma. The professional response to 'I go into rut all the time' alpha companion candidates is 'see a health professional, you can never ever ever ever ever be a companion here, because we...care about our omegas, and don't think your rut takes precedent over their health during a heat. Go away.'

None of these alphas go into rut! None of them should! It would be terrible from a story perspective (I mean, for me. I'm writing trauma recovery).

The only alpha on the grounds who potentially could go into rut is Caleb, I think he has the disposition for it. And I think it would be speedily suppressed with heavy doses of medication for the safety of any omega near him.

The thing that really frustrates me from a worldbuilding perspective is that in some ways, heats make sense. It's a fertile period for an animal that cannot afford the physiological cost of being that fertile all the time. That's it. In humans who already have menstrual cycles (which create fertility windows so the woman or person with the uterus doesn't have to be consistently fertile the same amount all the time), this makes actual biological sense.

Ruts in omegaverse don't even mean what they mean in nature, it's so frustrating. In nature, ruts are sort of connected to mates, but not about fucking them endlessly most of the time. It's about competing with rivals. Going into rut is marking your territory, attacking fellow stags (sometimes to the death), and keeping hold of your herd or flock. This makes...much less biological sense. It's not how it's written in fiction most of the time, and it's really just 'what if heat but alpha.' I'd love if ruts were 'HHH I have to FIGHT every ALPHA I SEE to the DEATH or at least MEASURE MY HEIGHT against HIS or SHOUT to see whose VOICE is LOUDER we are DICK MEASURING NOW my dick is BIGGER I am going to FUCK AN OMEGA IN TRIUMPH. YOU! THERE! COME HERE! No wait where are you going? Stop running!' That's... that's the world I want to live in sdalkfjsaflksaj

I have no problems with that, most omegaverse is just pure mindless pornography for fun, or very thin worldbuilding for fun, and orgasms are had by many and it achieves it's purpose.

But I can't justify something like that making sense in the Underline the Rainbow as a thing these characters experience. I like it as a 'oh this used to happen but we couldn't just go around killing each other and also we died so...' I'm pretty sure it's taught about in schools, lol. In the same way that alphas dueling each other to the death is now pretty much illegal in most places, some things you either just culturally change for the betterment of society (which is...literally the purpose of Hillview), and some things you X out of your own genetic lineages because the thing itself kills you.

Since ruts are in most serious omegaverses presented as extreme events, and alphas are already hyperfertile (in worlds where betas exist), they're just redundant.

Fun in PWPs, and fun for angst, but not the kind of angst I'm personally going for.

Thanks for coming to my really-not-a-TED Talk! :D

(Er so no, Gary has never gone into rut).

(In webtoon Define the Relationship one of the alphas goes into rut but because he's like a submissive alpha he basically needs to be fucked like he's in heat by another alpha and I just actually do kind of love the subversion of 'what if heat but alpha' where it's like 'no literally what if they have to be knotted and they have a whole bunch of shame about that.' But almost no one is writing it that way so aslkfjdsa)

#asks and answers #pia on worldbuilding #underline the rainbow #underline the black #look omegaverse is very silly and you can do whatever you like in it #that's what makes it fun #but i love science and i just...#if the heat already makes the alpha able to fuck for days #why a rut?#like biologically what purpose is this fulfilling?#if an alpha is already protective of an omega if they smell fear or hurt pheromones then #why have a rut?#biologically what purpose is that fulfilling?#i have given things like that a lot of thought and to be fair not everything makes sense #we all have biological things that are just straight up stupid #that we keep because they kill us less than they don't do anything at all #but ruts aren't like that #and can't really last in any human society (as they're generally written)#they are the appendix of omegaverse tropes #they can do *something* *sometimes*#but once they're gone the rest of the tropes function just fine and do the same things without it sdflkjasd

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sisterdivinium · 11 months

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I always find it amusing how some people seem to be earnestly shocked by how not every viewer falls in love with Ava from the get go or how some don't really like her at all.

Disliking a main character is not a moral flaw, nor is it a novelty in the history of humans reacting to stories. There are no rules pertaining to how an audience must be fond of a protagonist. Different people like different things, as the saying goes, and, regardless of whether the title of the show is "goofy" or not (it was Forbes' Paul Tassi that deemed it so, if memory serves right), some of us were reeled in by it and expected what it says on the tin rather than following a reluctant hero for a handful of episodes while she avoids precisely that same narrative we might have initially signed up for.

It's both a matter of expectations and values; I've said somewhere before that JC's gang is unbearable to me also because I find no common ground with characters who embody a lifestyle I have seen up close and strongly rejected. They remind me of people I loathed and who certainly loathed me back. Subjective? Entirely, even though I also object to them as characters given how mind-numbingly dull and superficial they appear to me, as they are presented in the show (flat characters instead of round, if you want to E.M. Forster it, but so flat, so thin, that they might be ripped apart any moment). JC's speech on institutions is all pretty and commendable, but it sounds empty when the big middle finger he and his companions are giving to a higher social class is... The remarkable "cause" of crashing at their places so kids can get high on drugs in raves around Europe, apparently. His professed idealism doesn't really go beyond words -- and it's hard to sympathise with that.

Of course anyone could say the OCS also boasts of void discourses, ultimately meaningless words that deform reality, obscure it, manipulate it (the halo bearer, the gift, worth, God, grace, faith...) and they would be justified in their protestation seeing as the church's words are proven to be hollow as the story progresses. I won't argue with you there.

Yet this is thematically relevant considering the show's title. That is what I had hoped to see when I first hit play on the initial episode some time in 2021 (I'm neither of the "original" fans who watched WN as soon as it came out nor of the post-s2 crowd). So when Ava momentarily chooses that other lot, that other nucleus over this one, it almost led me to choose another show (and I have friends who did, despite my guarantees that it would pick up the pace quickly enough).

Now, none of this is meant to point fingers or judge people who loved Ava from the start or even those who might have a soft spot for JC's gang. The only thing this little text aims to accomplish is to explain how we all watch the same thing but wearing different pairs of lenses -- and that is a quality rather than a disadvantage. It means Warrior Nun can speak to all sorts of different people with different interests, values and sympathies, and it once more demonstrates how foolish Netflix's decision to cancel a show with so much potential reach was.

And, if you must know, I came round on Ava later on thanks to the powerhouse that is Alba Baptista's portrayal of her, allied with the clever writing I was treated to in season two.

If the power to change a viewer's opinion and feelings over a character she had disliked doesn't speak to the sheer talent of the people involved in a project, on and off-screen, I really do not know what else could serve as a higher compliment to everyone that brought it to life.

#do i want to tag this?#silly blabbering #oh and this isn't a reply to anyone in particular. i wrote this in my physical journal weeks ago and thought i'd type it out #maybe other people feel it resonates with them #oh well here goes nothing. i'm not being unreasonable i don't think. so i don't expect unreasonable responses #warrior nun #before you go telling me that forster sees the use in flat characters well so do i #but i'll quote him: a serious or tragic flat character is apt to be a bore #wasn't it mary who said a sob story would only take you so far...? well then.#and to be fair my issue with s1 isn't pacing. i love obscure european cinema and silences and all of that #whatever critique i have really has to do with the time spent on uninteresting characters #it's not about how ava runs away but /to whom/. her running off to jillian so as to be “scienced” is pretty damn cool #meta fandom talk i guess

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the-trans-dragon · 7 months

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I need a doctor who has the patience, experience, humor, and directness to listen to whatever new treatment ideas I've concocted, and then either say "Alex, that's a stupid fucking idea, let me explain why," or "The risks are acceptable in my professional opinion. Let's go over pros and cons and then you can think about it and decide what to do."

I just think it would be fun. For me. And I wish I could find a doctor who would also find that fun. I already came up with one fun Treatment for an Illness and have been successfully using it to treat The Illness for almost a YEAR, and all the side effects are awesome so like...I am certainly full of hubris at this point.

#i dont wanna say what i take or what im treating bc its like...well...zero doctors recommended it lol. and two doctors said “that might work #but uhhhhh i dont think im the right doctor for that.“ wait. three doctors said that. but i asked the third doctor ”pwease. youre the third #doctor to tell me to go to a different doctor. i need help.“ (i was fucking desperate. i was missing so many days of work that i basically #lost an entire paycheck's worth of money in two months and like. i had also SPENT that much on the doctors who inevitably ran out of their #own ideas and then recommended i go elsewwhwre to try my idea WHICH IS FAIR but also all 3 doctors did agree it was worth a shot so like....#i kinda needed ONE of them to actually. try it. it just took 6 months for the first one to run out of ideas and then another two or three #months to get in to see my genderal physician and then see a doctor he recommended who then recommended i go elsewhere and thats the doctor #who i was like “youre the third doctor to say that...i dont know who else to try.” goodness im glad she helped. my medicine is like $15 a #month (it was $10 when i had insurance) and i am in love with every single “side effect” and!!!! yea it has given me a large sum of hubris.#anyways.) i wanna do that again but with my other Significantly Disabling Illness. like why not lol. im already on 3 medicines that are #recommended to *not* take together (none of which are the medicine i chose to take aldjskds) so like.............seems like we #are at a “just try shit out and see what happens” stage. doctors should send me resumes and ill pick the one that looks most fun and then #we will do fun science together on my nerves system :) itll be fine lol. am i serious or kidding? i have no idea.#sorenhoots

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blujayonthewing · 3 months

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it's a testament to how much I love my friend and how strongly I feel about tumblr as an art-sharing platform that I recommended she come to tumblr to share her art even though her doing so would inevitably lead to her following me on main

#I love you more than I hate the thought of you being privy to my personal blog #that said I do feel pretty safe in the knowledge that she is probably not going to come here lol #she had asked on stream where people ARE with their art and set up a poll-- in which most people responded twitter #which like. she was asking (mostly) other artists so idk but in MY experience artists have been flooding off twitter in droves #rats from a sinking ship #scattering to the various twitter-likes or returning here to the primordial seas #all of which I did also say in chat lol #jill after the poll ended: hang on I have to say 'you were right' to my husband :')#me: bestie I love him but your science teacher husband does not know shit about fuck about the art scene on twitter dot hell #to BE fair my personal metric for 'places to share art' has nothing to do with 'good places to Build An Audience'#and everything to do with formatting and lack of algorithms #tumblr is infamously not... like... a GROWING platform or anything lol. like man I dunno. it's rough out there in general #ANYWAY. bullet dodged I guess lol no irl friends allowed in here that weren't here from the beginning thanks #about me #irl frens

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honeyxmonkey · 1 year

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Would Carterdoux ever want kids? What kind of parents would they be?

YES HI I KNOW IM LATE TO THIS

But yes, they definitely want kids. It was just never something they ever thought they'd get to have in their immediate future because of how unpredictable their lives were.

But, after Book 3 of Half-bloods and Hunters, they do end up having kids!

Two, to be precise

Their oldest, Toril (named after a friend), was found abandoned in an alley by Carter and he just... kind of knew she was meant to be his daughter. So he took her home.

(Explanation is that the Universe drew on Douxie and Carter’s magical essence to give them a kid that was truly theirs. It's kinda weird but also cute so yeah)

Kid number 2 is adopted by them about two years after they found Tori. Oliver is normal, no magic (that anyone knows of), so he feels kinda... unimportant compared to his sister and cousins.

The spin-off series that takes place after the main books is about the kids! :D

So, here they are. I love them with all of my heart. Douxie and Carter are fantastic parents and go by "Papa" and "Dad" respectively.

Tori and Oliver Casperan! 👀💜

Picrew used

#tori is genderfluid/nb and uses she/they pronouns #oliver is a science bisexual and we love him for it #tales of arcadia #wizards tales of arcadia #hisirdoux casperan #toa wizards #carter howard #carterdoux #tales of arcadia oc #toa oc #toa ocs #half bloods and hunters #all is fair in love and war #carterdoux kiddos #tori casperan #oliver casperan

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mochacoffee · 1 year

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wow the How I Built This episode hank and john did is absolutely phenomenal i had no idea how great this would be

#lucia talks #how i built this #vlogbrothers #even things i DIDN'T KNOW!!! i did not know hank had a blog deal fall through or that neil gaiman promoted their channel in its first year #or about the science fair project he's still bitter about to this day #what a fascinating look behind the scenes of how all this grew #i'm so moved by it. i don't fully understand why i'm feeling so much #probably part of that is how deeply intertwined the two of them are and how much they love each other

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lifeinkinder · 1 year

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2 of the 4 pieces of furniture I'm selling are officially gone.

The other 2 I haven't listed yet because I need to clean them out and take photographs. Also need to decide what to list them for. Both are vintage and one carries sentimental value which is why I'm struggling so much to price it.

BUT once those two pieces are gone, the nursery will be empty and I can start building new furniture and putting it together + seeing how much space I'll actually have with furniture in there so I can get an idea for when I order the nursery rocker.

Because I'm in a rental, I can't paint the walls without permission, but I can do other stuff - although I haven't decided if I will. LBR I haven't decided a lot of things because it's still early.

#science twins #adventures in life #to be fair i also haven't decided if i'm renewing my lease #I LOVE my duplex even if i do complain about my neighbors but it's really small #so do i move now when they're newborns or do i move in a year when they're like 15 months old? that is the question #or do i not move at all because two bedrooms is plenty for a while and i could easily turn the finished part of the basement #into a playroom and move all the storage to the unfinished part of the basement

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hylianengineer · 1 year

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I’m loving the 666k note self care post for many reasons, including the fact that I can just go to the comments section and infodump about whatever I want. Tonight it was the earliest life on earth and the evolution of life from the first microbes to the first trees. Now I’m sentimental about how COOL biogeochemical cycles are.

#biogeochemistry #<- words i had to add to dictionary today because appararently autocorrect doesn't know science jargon #to be fair i don't think anyone other than biogeochemists knows biogeochemistry is a thing #but they should! we talk about biochem all the time and that's super cool but you know what else is cool?#the global cycles of nutrients and energy that control everything on the entire planet!#rocks! animals! plants! microbes! fungi!#anything and everything is connected to biogeochemical cycles #and it makes sense to talk about these together as opposed to just biology and chemistry and geology because they! are! connected!#the microbes and the lichens make soil out of rocks and they eat the organic matter from decomposing plants and animals #plants take nutrients from the soil and carbon from the air to grow #animals eat the plants and sometimes make calcium carbonate based shells that eventually become part of rocks!#that's where we get limestone and marble! from shells!#it's all connected and it's so beautiful and amazing and god i am in love #<- tags that make me think I should maybe go to grad school #hylian rambles

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befuddled-calico-whump · 2 years

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Between Two Mirrors - The Moulettes

Will I wake one day to find you've gone too far and now you can't get back/Caught up in the fallout in the chaos of the aftermath

#this is another favorite of mine #and i love the Moulettes but they're a very specific taste #half their stuff is Renaissance faire half is mad science #and its all got a slightly spooky whimsy to it #this one is almost a mix between mad science and renn #mad scientist whose science is fae or something #astudyinpanda

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attllhak · 2 years

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You know what? If you want to info dump about Kole, go for it! I’m all ears, especially after reading those snippets of him

I am absolutely taking this chance to infodump about him, I love him so much.

So, when inventing Kole it was directly tied to Phoenix's family being invented. Short summary of what I built for their family for clarity:

There are only two things I knew about Phoenix's family canonically when I started. 1. He is ethnically Japanese, a canon fact since the ancestor he got Karuma from was Naruhodo Ryuunosuke, who was very Japanese. 2. A bit of word of god from somewhere that said he was an only child. So I built from there.

Phoenix and Kole's shared grandparents were both born in Japan and moved to California at some point either before their kids were born or shortly after. These kids are Phoenix's mom and Kole's dad. The name 'Wright' is a western name (English specifically, I looked it up), so while Phoenix's mother is very Japanese his father is generalized grab-bag American white. Both of Kole's parents are ethnically Japanese.

Got a good picture of the family? Okay, great. Now onto Kole specifically. I'm putting it all under a cut though, since there's... a lot. I rambled a bit. I just love this man so much.

Kole originally was moreso supposed to be a bit sore about Phoenix inheriting Karuma from their grandfather, since his father is real big on family legacy (honestly this is part of why it was Phoenix who got the sword), but that changed pretty early on.

Kole ended up in a car wreck about six months after Phoenix inherited Karuma. No relation between the events, nothing plot relevant, just unfortunate. He ended up in a coma for a while as a result of the whole thing. He woke up a few weeks after everything with Dahlia, around when Phoenix changed his major.

Phoenix was one of the few people who regularly showed up when Kole was in the hospital recovering, alongside his own mother and their grandmother. Phoenix's parents dropped by on occasion, and Kole's father rarely dropped by, being a bit of a workaholic. This is the reason they're so close for the rest of the fic. Phoenix helped Kole out with physio and getting back on his feet (metaphorically), and in exchange Kole helped Phoenix study for his law classes (he wasn't much help but he tried).

Kole ended up paralyzed waist down from the accident, and is now wheelchair bound. He also suffered some brain damage focussed on his occipital region, meaning he's got a pair of bigass cork-bottle glasses to compensate his now suffering eyesight. (Can glasses be used to correct brain damage based near-blindness? Idk, and I did no research on this topic, which I think fits the spirit of the games.) He's mostly recovered now, but the glasses and wheelchair are aides he'll need for the rest of his life.

This is why the floors of Phoenix's apartment are always clean. Yes, Kole could manoeuvre over the clothing and other things that otherwise would end up there, but Phoenix doesn't want to make his cousin's life more difficult that it has to be. Kole also complains about most elevators he encounters being not up to code. (And yes, I am aware of the ironic humour of Phoenix having close relationships with a man who can't use the elevator and one who has to. This wasn't intentional.)

All that being said, I do not linger on any of Kole's disabilities. He's nearly blind and wheelchair bound, yes, but primarily he's here to make bad jokes. And to act as Phoenix's support system. And I don't show it in the fic, since the focus is on Phoenix, but Phoenix acts as Kole's support system too. They're very close to each other and care a lot, so they both are happy to offer the other whatever support they need. So it's a mutual thing.

Kole very quickly became my favorite character both in this fic and in general. I adore him. He exclusively calls Phoenix 'Feen', makes bad jokes at every opportunity, and is willing to force some common sense into Phoenix when he's being particularly dense. He's optimistic and happy as a general rule, and is always willing to lend an ear or shoulder, even if you don't really want it (but very much need it anyways). He also is the person who drags Phoenix outside and makes sure he eats when he forgets. But mostly he's there to make bad jokes.

He went into engineering (and a bit of mechanics), and then proceeded to mod and trick out his own wheelchair. He has three, one for everyday use, one for all sorts of outdoorsy stuff (camping, beach trips, etc), and one that's literally just an ongoing project as he adds all sorts of stuff to it. (This one stresses Phoenix out a bit, but it's both Trucy and Kole's favorite. It has a turbo boost!) Outside of his own wheelchair, he also designs and helps build physical aides for people who need them, mostly all custom stuff. Wheelchairs that can be used on sand, for example. He also sometimes makes things just to see if it's possible. Actually he could probably run a pretty successful engineering YouTube channel on top of all his more sane projects.

Screw it, I'm deciding right now he has a YouTube channel too. Every video on it gives Phoenix stress headaches, especially when Trucy happens to be in said videos. Kole insists it's fine, and it mostly is. Kole is nearly as unkillable as Phoenix is. It does not make Phoenix feel better.

Kole's relationship with his father suffered after the accident, but it's gotten better by the end of the fic. Still tense, but they get along. Part of this was the amount of pressure and the trying to pit him against Phoenix, which Kole was not having. His parents are still married though, because while his dad isn't a great father he is a decent husband. Kole's fine with this, but he is closer with his mother.

Kole's name actually came from an old classmate of mine. I was wondering what a Japanese couple would name an American born kid, and I actually live in an area of Canada with a high Japanese population, so I ended up just picking the name of someone I knew. My best friend clocked it immediately. I didn't remember it should be a pun until later, but in hindsight I guess you could make a claim it's a pun on his bad eyesight. It wasn't intentionally a pun, but by now I'm attached to the name so it's not changing.

#atta answers #anon #ace attorney #kole naruhodo #gods i love this man so much #he's fun #he's just here to provide common sense and make bad jokes #he's like. forcibly sunny #sure he's seen shit but he's going to be happy anyways #maybe out of spite #that seems in character for him #and it's all genuine. he's genuinely a happy guy #he likes making bad jokes and teasing his cousin #and building things that are probably dangerous to be around #also please imagine trucy's first science fair after she gets adopted #because kole would be helping #something is on fire i can see it #he's the favorite uncle without question #i love him so much #as far as i'm concerned he's just canon now #phoenix's cousin who makes bad jokes and tricks out his own wheelchair #i'm sounding like a broken record saying i love him #but i love him #he's my favorite oc ever #i just want to reach out and hug and squeeze him #he makes me happy #gods i need to cut myself off now #i just love kole so much

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officialtokyosan · 2 months

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i miss my childhood neighbors

#there was this older couple. i forgot their names. but i remember their dogs name. a very energetic border collie named sophie #they had this hobbie making art using cut up bottle corks and toothpicks #i remember 5th grade science fair having no idea what to do. completely stumped bc i didnt want to do it #and i thought maybe i can talk about different shapes and use a 3D diagram. i told them about this and they were happy to help #i was so relieved. i had fun doing it. cutting the corks. sticking toothpicks in the cork slices to make a shape #it was the lamest plainest project ive ever done but i did it #i loved racing against sophie when we all walked her on the trail. i had to fight for my life to hold on to her leash #when i havent seen her in a while shed sniff me everywhere and jump on me #i had this white fleece color on this denim jacket and she'd be all over in and i wondered if it was bc it looked like a sheep #well now i know those dogs have the innate behavior so maybe she did think it was a sheep XD #i miss them. they didnt have a kid i know of so they liked it when i hung out. im so glad they helped me and i miss them #man now i noticed me and my friends really liked to bother ppl who had dogs lmaoo the odd group of ppl #childless couples and this one single lady who moved in. just loved to come in and pet their dogs and walk them and talk abt them #i miss my neighbors

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winterzsurprise · 11 months

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Taking care of you || Miguel O'hara

Pairing: Miguel O'hara x f!reader

Summary: Miguel comes home after a rough week and a half out of his universe and you decided that the only way to take care of him was to web him down.

Tags: NOT BETA READ, SMUT, bondage, overstimulation, denied orgasms, multiple orgasms, blowjob, blindfolds, he bites you and paralyzes you, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it folks), big dick Miguel, sub Miguel (ig??? he still try to get the upper hand throughout)

Words: 2k

I was struggling because all the words I know are aggressive because I watch gaming streamer (Quackity & Roier) and I don't think moaning pendejo or chinga tu madre is very sexy.

Spanish speakers, tell me what moanable curses you guys have, it's for science (I am begging u)

mi vida - my life || cariño - honey || mi amor - my love || dios mio - my god || mierda - shit || puta madre - motherfucker

When Miguel came home after a long week and a half, he’d expect a heartful meal to consume before passing out on a warm bed beside you. To get bound on the chair with a special web fluid designed to keep him down in the dimly lit apartment is not one of those expectations.

Being a Spider-Man with no spider senses, his first instinct was to break out of the binds, calming down and unmasking once he caught a whiff of your scent.

“Mi vida? What are you planning this time?”

“Nada, is it a crime to want to take care of you?”

Your touch burned through his suit as you dragged your fingers across his chest. After days without being to see nor feel your presence near him, the desire in his chest grew from a pea sized to universal.

“I’ll give you thirty minutes to finish what you planned before I break out of this shit.”

You grabbed his jaw, forcing him to look over his shoulder where you stood so mysteriously with no indication of your clothing visible to his eyes.

“You won’t.”

Miguel chuckled. “Why not? I can probably break out of this if I want to.”

“I’ll go back home to my dimension for a month and you wouldn’t even be able to find me since you’d be busy with work.”

He frowned, cursing under his breath to which you giggled at.

“Are you going to break out, mi amor?”

He said nothing, turning away bitterly and you took it as a win.

“Now, let me take care of you.”

When your lips first touched his neck, a spark went off in his veins. He grunts as your hands start roaming his chest with feather-light touches, forcing him to retract the suit to be able to feel your warmth on his skin to complete the gaping hole in his chest.

There was something about Miguel being tied up, hopeless and responsive to your touches as depravity clawed at his chest.

The frustrated groan when you pulled away to reposition yourself to sit on his lap told you everything you knew, the tent poking you when you sat on him was also a confirmation. Placing a kiss on his cheekbones, you pulled out the blindfold from your pockets and he groaned.

"Really?"

"Oh shush."

You've read somewhere about blindfolds enhancing the experience as a whole, something about taking out one sense amplifying the others and decided to try it out tonight.

And Miguel having sharper senses than most Spider people only made your plan irresistible to not do.

Tying it around his eyes, you find yourself enamored with how vulnerable and submissive he looks right now.

"Darling, you look so pretty like this."

He scoffed. "I would look better on top of you, cariño."

"Fair enough."

Unbuttoning his shirt, you placed light kisses on every inch of skin exposed to your eyes while he'd sigh at the feeling of your lips on him. You weren't able to unbutton it all nor push it away due to the webs but you deemed it perfect as long as his pecs and some parts of his collarbones are out in the open.

Turning your attention to his pants, you captured his lips with yours and it instantly grew heated with a hunger not even a meal alone can satisfy. Pulling his fly down, your hands rose to tug at his hair to which he groaned, a reaction you've never had in the past.

Is it really effective?

Pulling away, you tugged on his waistbands and pulled them down to reveal his girth standing at full attention leaking with pre-cum.

"Fuck… touch me."

“You’re not in control here.”

Even then, you wrapped your hand around his dick and even that alone got his breath stuck to his throat.

Maybe you should bring the blindfold more often…

Pumping him leisurely, he threw his head back, melting into the chair, thighs spreading wider as the enhanced ecstasy spiked his veins, stirring every fiber of his system awake.

"Mierda, th-that feels so good…"

The sight of his glistening chest heaving heavily as sweat beads on his forehead is enough to make your nose bleed till the next year. A memory forever ingrained in your mind.

You trailed kisses on his collarbones and up to the side of his neck. Miguel's streams of mumbled Spanish curses and shaky exhales should be classified as a drug with how addicted and how greedily you were engulfing every noise he makes.

"You look so pretty like this baby, it makes me want to tease you a little."

He said nothing, reveling in the nirvana you offered him so generously. His hips struggled and writhed in the small space he was allowed to, chasing his promised euphoria with desperation.

But before he could notify you, you unmounted him and he let out a frustrated groan. Miguel was about to rip the binds until you got to your knees, only to web his feet to the chair legs as well and he grew more tempted to do so.

"Come on! Even the feet?"

"Gotta secure the package, darling."

Placing chaste kisses on his weeping head, the complaints died down in his throat. You then laved your tongue around his slit, gathering as much of his pre-cum and he groaned, dick twitching in your hold. His taste is heavy on your tongue and you moan.

You missed him on your tongue.

Taking his whole cockhead, Miguel flinched, arms struggling behind him as you hollowed out your cheeks and sucked hard while circling your tongue around his girth, providing him multiple sensations surrounding his girth.

"Dios mio, remove this blindfold. I wanna see you." He said, almost begging. "Please?"

"No, you look prettier this way."

Your hands stroked the places your mouth couldn't reach and Miguel's thighs trembled. His pants and borderline whimpers sounded like a sweet melody, the sight of his perspired skin glistening under the moonlight with his head thrown back burning itself at the back of your lids.

You'd stop at nothing to be able to see him like this again.

Then you heard a snap from the webs and you halted, pulling away to his absolute dismay.

"No no no no, ay puta madre—"

"Stop struggling and maybe I will continue."

He didn't say anything, his fuzzy mind struggling to conjure any good bargain to bring up.

"R-remove the blindfold then I'll consider."

"Nope."

He groaned, almost whiny and you grinned. Miguel slowly settled down, suppressing himself from breaking more threads. Once you deemed him behaved enough, you dipped down to take him in once more.

Relaxing your mouth, you sink in another inch of him before descending as further as you could go and pumping the other areas you knew you couldn't reach. The groan that left his lips was guttural, almost animalistic.

"Fuck, I'm near. Deeper cariño, I know you can do it."

Pinching his shaking thighs, you quickened your strokes while waiting for any tell tale of his climax. When his breathing picked up and his abdomen pulsed, you pulled away.

And Miguel whimpered.

And he realized it a little too late, cheeks darkening as he groaned in embarrassment.

"You did not hear that."

You laughed lightly. "But it was cute."

"Fuck your cute and pretty bullshit, why did you pull away?!"

You grinned. "I liked seeing you struggle."

"Ripping this off gets very tempting every passing second."

"I'll run away and don't think I won't do it."

The sound of you shedding off your shorts stopped him from mumbling incoherent complaints. You swung your leg over his thighs and placed yourself above his weeping dick. With his sense of smell

"Don't break from the webs, alright? If you do—"

"You'll run away, I know. Just fucking get on with it."

"So impatient, what if I don't do anything at all?"

"I will break off these chains and take you on the floor. Don't tempt me." He growled, pushing his arms out, stretching the webs as a demonstration.

Rolling your eyes, you lined him against your heat and sank down, the hardest part of your plan for the evening. Despite trying your best to stretch yourself out earlier before his arrival along with the drenched state you're in, it proved useless with how difficult it was to have him.

You hissed as the burn of the stretch lit your veins on fire and Miguel grunted, arms twitching at his sides.

"St-stop clenching so hard!"

"Not my fault you have a big dick!"

As you take in more of his inches, Miguel grew crazy at the warm tightness surrounding him reawakening the denied orgasm earlier. The blindfold taking away his sight only magnified the pleasure flooding his system to the brim. The coil in his abdomen tightened and he threw his head back, absolutely light-headed and drunk on ecstacy.

"Le-let me bite you, yeah? It'll go away. Fuck…! I'm so close..."

You didn't second guess his intentions, falling to his shoulder with your neck bared to his lips. Trusting your Spider-Man genes, he spared no time leaning down and sinking his fangs into you.

You gasped at the feeling of his incisors piercing your skin as your mind grew fuzzy and your body numbed itself to paralysis. Miguel, desperate for his climax, plunged his entire length into you before thrusting savagely in and out of your heat.

The sound of a hundred threads ripping off cuts through the air, his arms surged from behind the chair to curl around you. His heavy exhales, borderline whines, made your brain short circuit as he chased after his denied orgasms ferociously.

Panting openly on your shoulders with your name vaguely murmured like a mantra, you moaned at his sounds as he came with a shout, the feeling of his liquid arousal spurting into you made you shiver with delight but the shaking thighs beneath you only fueled your arousal further.

"F-fuck…! Thank you cariño. Mierda..."

The paralysis ebbs away while Miguel continues to convulse, albeit weaker than before. Mouth hung open as he threw his head back, hands falling to your waists.

"How rude, you didn't even consider my pleasure, mi amor."

His grip on your sides tightened as you bounced on his dick and he faltered, trembling as he gasped and groaned at the overstimulation nipping at his senses. His hands tapped your thighs, asking for some rest and you slowed, waiting for him to use your safeword.

When he didn't, you picked up your previous pace and grinned.

"But when I did that, did you stop, cariño?"

He didn't answer as streams of Spanish curses and colorful words escaped his mouth.

"Exactly, so take it like a king, alright? Maybe I'll forgive you for getting off the web."

You rolled your clit in tight and fast circles, growing merciful for him as his sounds turned into whimpers and pleads. The sinful sight of his sweaty self blindfolded and body intoxicated by ecstasy along with his beautiful noises was enough to bring you to the edge.

With a few strokes and rolls of your beads, you came. Warmth explodes from your chest to your fingertips and you let yourself sag to his shoulder whilst he grunted at the stings of overstimulation still mouthing at him as your walls pulsed around him.

"Fuck…! G-get off…"

He didn't even manage to get his sentence out when he exploded again inside of you and practically lost consciousness with how lax he turned beneath you.

Concerned, you tapped his cheeks. "Baby, are you still there?"

It took a while but he eventually answered, removing the blindfolds himself to peer up at you with glazed eyes. "Barely… You won't leave right?"

"Yeah, I was joking."

"Alright…"

You smiled, placing kisses on his forehead, cheeks, and lips. Miguel's face bloomed at this, grinning slightly.

"You did so well, darling."

He only nods. "I'm confiscating that solution by the way, you're not webbing me up again."

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