#also im not too far into it but im sensing that another thing they brought back from indigo was ‘’um its realistic this way’’ thinking

[vaugarde]

its not whiplash per say bc ive seen all the episodes in between these but it sure is wild how ash’s main battle with his rival in the sinnoh league was a 3 episode long back and forth struggle that served as the climax for their individual arcs and rivalry, followed by a loss that still provided a very good battle and atmosphere that leaves you proud of ash regardless, and then ash’s main battle with his rival in the unova league is an underwhelming preliminary battle they immediately try to get out of the way, rival has already had his emotional arc completed, and then when ash does lose its intended as a literal punchline

#like. i cant believe these happened back to back. what the hell #i know i sound like a broken record about trip but i honestly cannot emphasize enough how underwhelming and mishandled his entire character #also im not too far into it but im sensing that another thing they brought back from indigo was ‘’um its realistic this way’’ thinking #like. ‘’um realistically ash isnt always gonna fight his main rival in the climax lol’’ #‘’um realistically ash isnt always gonna fight the guy we set him up to fight with’’ #‘’um realistically we arent always gonna know who the winner is and hes probably just some guy’’ #which like…. was my least favorite aspect abt indigo btw. writing with more ‘’realistic’’ probabilities is fine #but theres a reason people get annoyed when you set something up and dont follow up on it properly #subverting expectations is a thing and it can be done very well! hell they did that with tobias and i defend him a lot #but you have to do it in a way that still feels natural for the narrative and satisfies people and serves some kind of purpose #otherwise youre just going to annoy people and youre just gonna look pretentious when you excuse your bad writing with ‘um realism?’’ #and yknow. sinnoh was so good that unova league was probably gonna be looked down on no matter what #but holy shit they dropped the ball #echoed voice #pokeani lb

[eldritch-spouse]

Hear me out ok? In the middle of the night u just get rlly needy and horny but u dont have the guts to wake vesper up so u use his belly mouth instead to get off. Idk if im mistaken but i think u mentioned about vesper's belly mouth is awake even in the night?

[Yep, correct! Fem reader.]

TW: Somnophilia; Dubious consent then enthusiastic consent.

It's its own special type of Hell, living with Vesper.

Not because he treats you badly. Quite the contrary, as soon as you started making efforts to accept your new reality, he was the first one to volunteer any sort of help, hoping to make you feel as comfortable here as you did in your home, back on the surface. And, putting aside the volumes of mixed feelings you have regarding all this, it's... Sweet of him to at least care about your comfort.

That's not the problem.

The problem is your ceaseless libido.

Ever since you woke up in this ring, in his mansion, you've been burning up with arousal. You're always some degree of wet, sensitive, mind heading to the gutter far too frequently. You want everything and everyone, you want Vesper's touch on your body at every. Possible. Moment. You want him to slip his fingers and tongue anywhere he can and you want him to pick you up like a fucktoy whenever he pleases- Because it feels like nothing will ever sate you these days.

When you brought these concerns to the King, he was more than thrilled by the knowledge, though also a tad empathetic. It must be jarring, yes, he cooed, but you'll soon come to embrace your own desires. They're your true nature, after all.

It was... A strange conversation. To say the least.

Thankfully, Lust is the last place in the universe where you can be judged for excessive sexual cravings. It isn't the possible judgment of others that stops you from going all in, your own thoughts are what makes you hesitate.

Because, even if Vesper has made it very clear that you're to deliberately seek him out when you're bothered -No matter what he's up to- He can't possibly mean all the time, right?

It's common sense that you're not supposed to wake the Icon of Lust from a dead sleep just so you can have sex. How selfish of you! He's a King, he needs his rest.

But Gods... You're so fucking horny.

You can feel your heartbeat in your cunt. Maybe it's from sleeping in the same bed as him, where his loose fluff spreads sometimes, getting into the sheets, contaminating them. That must be the cause of your misery, in retrospect.

Well... You could get up. Look around, have a drink, return to bed after cooling off and enjoying the view from his lavish home. But you're comfortable.

And his smell... Oh, you inhale the pillow between you two faintly, it's addictive.

You don't want to get up. At all. Leaving this room sounds awful.

The tiniest bit of light creeps in through a gap in the massive curtains of your resting chambers, allowing some of the faint reddish glow of night to slink its way in, highlighting the form of your massive, recently proclaimed husband. Vesper sleeps soundlessly, a hand over his chest, the other, once holding you to his side, now dormant on the sheets, fingers periodically twitching. He sleeps bare, to absolutely no one's surprise. Legs faintly parted, offering a view you admire shamelessly in the dark. You've no doubt he has watched you like this before, so it's more than fair you get to ogle as well.

He's gorgeous. He's hot. So hot. You're married to the hottest thing that ever lived. Gods, he's such a whore.

Another flare of heat travels its way up from your loins. It would be exceptionally easy. All you'd have to do is palm at his exposed slit for a moment or two and he'd pop those treats out for you. All for you. He wouldn't even care, it's probably normal for Vesper-

With a shake of the head, you push said thoughts away as hard as possible. See? Not a moment of rest, all these gross ideas swimming around like they belong, like it's right. You're above something so rude!

But you're not above touching yourself in the same bed.

In your humble defense, you need this. You really need this, or you're going to scream and drag yourself on the ground like a bitch in heat. Panties are swiped aside with great haste, both hands quickly darting for the crux of your fire. It takes literally no effort for you to be able to slide two fingers into yourself, then three, trying to roll your clit in the best angle at the same time. It's clumsy, hurried, and unfortunately, fruitless. Instead of relieving you of this insurmountable heat, all it does is incense you further- Wishing it was more, better, bigger.

Wishing it was Vesper that's fucking your little body the way he pleases.

A whimper almost makes it past your clenched teeth.

Beside you, there's sudden movement. A large tail swatting back and forth -Wagging?- While Vesper's brows furrow and his breathing hastens rhythmically, like he's sniffing. When you halt, mortified, so does his stirring.

Idiot.

What a bright idea. As if the King of Lust wouldn't feel your desire right next to him.

Childish irritation settles in you as you sit on your own stewing arousal, sulking. Until a loud rumble jolts you, that is. After a pause of stunted blinking, you put two and two together.

While the demonlord may be fast asleep, a part of him is clearly active. Gaze falling to Vesper's abdomen, his sizeable second mouth can be seen parted, greedily flicking a fat tongue over sharp chops. It pants, a dopey sort of smile, muscle lolling as it very easily detects some poor horny sap nearby.

Or, maybe it recognizes you already. This certainly isn't your first meeting with Vesper's second mouth.

Amused, getting a couple of nasty ideas, you smile at the organ. " Hello there... " You whisper to it.

It doesn't react too much to the sound of your voice, although gleefully wets its lips and chuffs, waiting. You're sure it'll settle back down given enough time.

It's just a matter of ignoring it.

...

......

Fuck it.

Guilty eyes glance from Vesper's peacefully resting complexion to the shifting mouth beneath, and you gulp, self-control falling victim to rabid want. Again.

Slowly, silently, you wriggle out of your undergarments, keeping your breath in check as you move to straddle Vesper's abdomen. Given the size difference, and he seems to plump in a couple areas, you have a difficult time stretching your legs enough to encompass his waist.

Little does it matter, as you don't even get to sit before that muscle has already slapped itself onto your soaked cunt with a decidedly loud PLAP. Cosmic luck alone prevented you from moaning immediately. Vesper turns his face, then settles once more.

This might have been a bad idea.

The mouth is merciless on you, drool slathered on your tights, ass and belly as it gluttonously slurps at you, making lurid sounds you hope to whatever's out there won't wake the King. Terrible idea or not, it's well worth the trouble, because it's exactly the type of pressure you need to get off.

A sweet sigh makes it past your lips when shaky legs lower, having to brace your palms firmly on each side of the bed when the mouth starts smooching tenderly at your lips. How... Sweet. Cute.

Then, suddenly, it latches on. Literally. Its size allows the organ to wrap around your groin easily, applying an all-encompassing suction delicious enough to have you rolling your eyes and jerking your hips forward, nerve endings frying on a pan. God fuck yes, you didn't know it could do that!

An orgasm approaches fast, likely due to how long you've been waiting for it, building up tension. As sensation makes your lower body jerk and tense, shaky legs press you harder against that hungry maw, almost nicking yourself with bold teeth. It feels wonderful. Delightful.

Even asleep, only Vesper can make you feel this good. It's almost too funny a concept to be true.

Nothing halts the flow of keens and gasps you offer when it pauses its slurping to shove that roving muscle into your pussy, flirting with your entrance a little before feeding you more and more and more of itself, until you're groaning at the fullness. The first experimental undulation it makes is so strong that you legitimately moan out, loud and clear, dropping squarely onto Vesper and holding on for dear life as your jostled with each thrust.

You're sure you're drooling on his belly, though it hardly matters, eyelids fluttering, nonsensical pleas chanted in the dark.

" Oh fuck- Yes- Please please please, I need to come. Fffuck, I need to come... "

You're so close! It's right there, you can't wait to get licked and sucked as you ride it out, it'll be so-

" Mm, why didn't you say so? "

You don't even get to have a moment of shame when realization dawns. Large hands grab onto your hips and screw you onto the demonlord's tongue hard enough to make you see stars, the movement in your walls so frantic that you have no choice but to howl in bliss before a single excuse could flow past your parted lips.

And all you can do is flail and cry in overstimulation when Vesper continues sucking at all the arousal you can offer him.

" My Queen should want for nothing. "

His sickly magenta eyes leer at you from the darkness.

" You will come. "

It's a promise.

#Vesper oc #yandere monster #yandere teratophilia #terato #monsterfucker #monster boyfriend #terat0philliac #minors dni #not sfw

[greywritesthings]

overwhelmed

Spencer Reid x Autistic!Reader

Warnings: description of overwhelm? sensory overload if there's any more let me know!

A/N: not sure what the inspo what behind this but here it is, i am working on another longer fic so this is a filler for the mean time, likes, reblogs and comments appreciated! Im autistic so i have a bunch of stuff I'd like to put in for a second (possible series?). For specific senarios ect ect please feel free to send them to my ask box!!

Requests are open for Spencer Reid! Disabled & multilingual characters encouraged

Read on AO3 instead!

Part 2

Masterlist!

The buzz of the air con unit, the incessant hum if the fluorescent lights, the constant chatter of the co workers you were unfamiliar with all came together to create an almost physically painful environment. You adored working in the BAU but these days where it was lengthy paperwork done on painfully bright computers with the general hubbub of the office made you want to scream. It often ended with Hotch sending you home with paper files to do with spencer but he was off today and you were still intimidated by Rossi so couldn't ask him. Spencer would normally ask for the both of you but he was out with Hotch, they were doing a local death row interview together. You were exhausted and it wasn't even eleven am. You decided to stop by Penelope's office who had made it as sensory friendly as possible once she found out about your autism, something you had appreciated immensely, especially for days like today. “Hey pen? Can i stay in here for a bit?” You ask, walking into the dim room. “Sure thing sugar, you can stay in here for the rest of the day, Rossi told me to come get you for a thing anyway so come over here my fine furry friend.” she beacons you over to the seat next to her. 

You couldn't have gotten out of the office faster. Penelope had helped as much as possible but the sensory overload was too much from nine am and you haven't been able to do anything about it aside from chew on some ice every so often. 

The idea of taking the subway home made your skin crawl, but you hadn't brought your car to the office this morning, driving was also being far too overwhelming. You would have called Spencer but you had no idea when he would be home given death row inmates either got really chatty or liked to drag on the interview. You decide to just sit on the curb for a while allowing the cooler night air to calm you down enough so you can try and get on the metro without crying. 

You weren't sure how long you were sitting there, legs curled tightly against you, head resting against your knees and back pressed against the wall but you flinched when someone walked up and tapped you on the shoulder and scrambled to stand up. “How long have you been out here?” the stranger asks in the darkness. As your eyes adjust you realise its Hotch, meaning Spencer is probably here too. You just shake your head with a pleading look hoping he wouldn't ask you any more questions tonight. “Spencer is in the SUV, I've told him to take that home to save you both taking the metro tonight. Go home, tomorrow's paperwork will be dropped off at your house.He didn't let you get a word in edgewise so you just nod, thank him and wish him and Jack a goodnight, setting off towards the remaining SUV with the lights on. 

“Hi honey, you okay?” Spencer asks as you hop into the car, throwing off your blazer before settling in and pulling on your belt. “Bad day?” he asks again trying to gauge how your day went without getting you to talk. You just nod as you reach across to put a hand on his thigh to try and signal that you were okay, just exhausted in every sense of the word. You tap his thigh three times then five, three to say I love you then five to encourage him to talk about his day and not worry about rambling even if you didn’t respond. 

Once you get home you drop your things and make a beeline for the couch, flopping face down and screaming into the pillows. “Bath, shower or later sweetheart?” He knew you wouldn’t go to bed without showering but also knew you were too overwhelmed to do anything that required mental effort right now given the whine you let out into the cushions at his question. “I'm going to order some Thai, then do you want to get changed and we can watch a movie? He suggests. “Nada en inglés, por favor” is all you mumble back. He was used to your disdain of English, despite it being your first language. You knew bits and pieces of French, Spanish and German prior to meeting Spencer but since meeting him you had come to learn some Korean and Russian. “Okay dear, i'll go order, you get changed.” he says as he leaves the room going to the phone. You drag yourself off the sofa across the apartment to the bedroom. Grabbing Spencer's caltech sweatshirt and joggers from the bed that you had left there this morning and throwing your suit in the hamper to be washed tomorrow.

You spent the rest of the night curled up under the weighted throw Penelope had knitted you for Christmas on your first anniversary at the BAU and watching old Russian movies. Spencer played with your hair until you fell asleep contemplating how he was going to get you to bed without waking you up.

#greyswritings #criminal minds x reader #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #criminal minds

[sillyyuserr]

posting again at nearly 1am :P

another small analysis (if you can even call it that)

what im going to be talking about takes place in jshk, chapter 79, a quick recap. This is during the red house arc, and at this point in time kou and nene are in the red house, whilst akane and teru are at the shrine talking to what seems to be either a worker at the shrine or a family member/family friend of teru’s (and aoi’s in the far shore but shes not very relevant in this chapter).

after they fail to get something out of the “family friend”, teru exhaustedly lyes down and starts “ranting” to akane ab how hard his life is

and whilst doing this they somehow get to the topic of aoi. And akane starts to wonder if teru GENUINELY likes her. And i mean we can kind of tell he doesnt, but its still a little odd to see him act like this

does he like aoi? We never truly will know, but theres alot of things implying he doesnt like her (and vice versa) but im too lazy to go digging those up so just take my word for it 😭

but akane doesnt even look mad here??? he’d usually either bitchslap someone for talking ab dating her or even hitting ppl with a fucking spiked bat who glance at her

but this? who knows. And not to mention teru looks almost sad when akane mentions him possibly liking her. Almost as if he misunderstood his intenions??

This is very interesting to me, he looks almost distant, but not in the way of no one understands him or he wants to get away from everyone but in the “im trying to tell you what i mean but you’re not getting it” kind of way.

you see it too right? Pls tell me im not insane 😭

but why is he looking like this at akane? Well lets come up with a few ideas. one reason could be because he’s possibly “hinting” to akane that he likes aoi, although this doesnt make much sense considering he literally asked him that straight up and thats his literal direct response.

another reason could be that he’s sad akane’s brought-ten up her again. Not because he dislikes her, but maybe a little reminder that akane still likes aoi, and that he’s still JUST out of his reach.

After that akane talks about going to save aoi on his own since teru’s being a sad sack and wont do it himself, leading up to these 2 panels.

LIKE UHM???? HOLD ON

Lets look closer here 😭 not only does he have the most love-struck eyes ive ever seen, but also he’s blushing??? ON BOTH SIDES?? Also the way his expression takes up the entirety of the upper half of this panel shows us that this is kind of important and for us to really pay attention to it.

ive seen him make this face TWICE. Both times looking at who you may ask? Take a guess

I have so many takes on terukane but no one wants to listen to them so i go to tumblr and share with my singular follower💀 im not even exaggerating

One sided terukane makes me SICK 😭

#minamoto teru #aoi akane #terukane #tbhk #real

[anthroposeen]

tmagp 13 relisten notes!!

there are spoilers for episode 13 below the cut!

celia:

- admits to sam that she asked alice for advice and general information about him. this implies she has a pretty friendly relationship with alice (evidenced by alice buying her a mocha) and seems relatively unthreatened by her past with sam so far.

- "no one, im mysterious" -> evidence for her not being from this dimension, if no one can give a lot of information about her

- reveals jack is her baby! (not followed by a glitch)

- says the past couple years "since the move" (between dimensions?) were weird for her

- believes the incidents they work with are real, and im certain shes in the same boat as the audience rn, trying to categorize them with background knowledge that isnt accurate anymore

sam:

- easy to make blush, doesnt know how cute he is, is an overachiever, obsessive, a but repressed, nosy, kind of a recluse, and very easy to wind up

- gifted kid syndrome poster child; he seems to view being turned away by the magnus institute as the beginning of his rejection streak (not admitted to oxford, didnt get first, got fired from his legal firm). i think this will be a major point in his motivations and a fear of rejection and need for validation is going to drive him to receive the greatness he wants (and believes he has earned). i can already see a corruption arc brewing for him, poor thing

- did NOT tell celia about his experiences in the institute or what his "incident" was (referring to lena's interview where she asked him what the worst thing he's seen/experienced was). this isnt super sketchy considering its a first date, but is interesting since he was the one who wanted "all the baggage" out early

- he doesn't want to accept that the incidents are real, but i think he does believe in them. he brought the topic up to celia and has asked alice about it before too, so he may be aware that the incidents are real, but is unwilling to fully conceptualize what that means for himself and his world view

- says that alice doesnt love the idea of him seeing celia, which means he may have picked up on her feelings for him

gwen:

- feels guilty over instigating the mr.bonzo incident -> whats really interesting is that she doesnt threaten to quit or not be involved, she accepts that she gas another email to look through and another external to interact with, but it seems to upset her

- she asks lena why this (externals and mr bonzo murder) is happening, implying that she can stomach the work if its for a reason

lena:

- gives gwen the ABCs of genre-awareness:

- this dimension also has "opposing forces- most of them meaning to be harmful.

- these "forces" need to be "balanced" and controlled in order to maintain order in the world/system -> still working off of a smirke-esque theory that retaining balance will keep the world secure. i dont know if she means balance between forces of good and evil or forces in the supernatural sense

- says the OIAR is managing the bad guys, as in monitoring their actions and directing externals to "balance" things

alice:

- actually offended that sam doesnt want to share information with her and isnt having a good time knowing sam and celia are seeing each other

- tells sam "he cant prove anything" about the cases being real, but doesnt tell him hes wrong

- i would fling myself from a sky scraper for you, miss dyer, but please never say bussin or fire again

- "stop trying to make an impact" -> the more she tells sam to cut the x-files shit out, the more she stops protesting his suspicions. her scolding has gone from "nothing is going on, chill out" to "sure, theres a conspiracy, but we are paid to ignore it"

-

alice/sam's past:

- dated at uni, previously stated they were together for several years. it seems to have been a decent split since they stayed in contact afterward.

- sam was there for her when her parents died, but lost contact after

- she contacted him w the OIAR job details after he made an exceptionally pathetic vague post

incident:

- centered around gambling and self harm to achieve success- this draws ties to episode 2 (self harm) and episode 9 (luck). i expect this is more aligned with ep 9, as the self harm seems to be in the interest of changing his odds/luck, and the incident is primarily about gaining external success, not physical change. though, ep 2 could be a personal experience with ink5oul that is not representative with their "force"

- the narrator of this statement was quick to actively sacrifice his own well being to achieve better luck, which is a pretty stark contrast to other people who looked to harm other people in their own interest (violin guy and dice guy, i forgot their names sorry!!)

- zorro trader may be a reoccurring organization in relation to gambling

- the narrators options for his debt were to either pay it back or have a personal adjustment, once he completes the voicemail he is transferred to the adjustments apartment, which was not an option on the original call log and something he did not request

- he is promptly adjusted :)

- i think this could be related to the theme of keeping balance, since the incident narrator claims it isnt wrong to play with the loophole, and it ends with him getting what he owes, which is a nice connection to lena's explanation of the OIAR's purpose

glitches/lies:

- "im happy you're happy", alice (she is not happy that sam is with celia!!)

extra comments:

- i really didnt expect an explanation of the OIAR and its position in this so early, and im surprised lena was the one to reveal it. this exposes that shes pretty open with the staff she feels are on a need-to-know basis, and it also changes my expectations for how we'll come across a big reveal in this series, since information is being given in a more open way

- i think alice and celia definitely know something but in opposing ways- acting as foils to each other with sam (information seeker) in the middle. celia knows about how the fears work in the tma dimension, and alice knows why and what the OIAR are really doing- together, they solve the puzzle that sam is trying to piece together.

#tmagp #the magnus protocol #tmagp spoilers #tmagp 13 #alice dyer #sam khalid #celia ripley #gwen bouchard #lena kelley #tmagp theory #tmagp thoughts

[crimsonji]

Hi!!

I would like to request a Wanderer x reader fic please!! Where reader is someone who trusts people way too easily :0

Im just kinda curious on how that will go- Since yk- Wanderer's past experiences TwT

I hope this request is fine!! If it isnt, you can ignore this!!

Either way, i hope you have a great day/night! :D

୨୧ trust

ft. wanderer x gn!reader

cw: fluff, reader is kind but naive, not proofread

>> 🍁 kazuha’s musings : i love this concept!!! i can imagine wanderer seeing a lot of himself in the reader and being very harsh on them just bcus he doesn't want his partner to go through the same life he did. i kinda relate positive + easily trusting ppl together?? i hope that makes sense to anyone besides me so that's what i went for

Wanderer's always took note of your light-hearted attitude, your caring nature providing a strange... comfort to his mind and soul. Keep in mind, it was difficult to get to this point, the Wanderer's gone through such turmoil that it seems he had desperately tried to pretend like he didn't have a heart at all. But it seems that you brought him inklings of that old feeling long ago when you crossed paths.

He couldn't help the grimace on his face, seeing you smile through practically any situation and looking out for anyone and everyone you met, even if you had no personal interest to help them. It was shocking, Wanderer saw the world as cruel and unforgiving, and the only way you could survive was to give into the inherent darkness of humanity. He tried to justify it in his mind, that he isn't human, to begin with, just another heartless puppet controlled by the strings of fate--and his fate was to forever wander with no true identity.

At first, he hated you for this, he hated that you always looked on the bright side, hated that you could be so blissfully unaware yet ever-so alluring and enchanting in his eyes--something that once Wanderer had he could never let go, no matter how much he despised it. He hates you, but is that how he really feels, or is it the trauma of his past blinding him from the true wisdom of love and beauty you held under your surface? It was short-sighted of him, to reject you so instantaneously, yet no matter how cold and cruel he was--you had seen right past him as if he were glass.

No, you were different, not yet subjected to that reality and living in blissful ignorance, going as far as to fall in love with him--a puppet designed to be nothing more than a prototype. You reminded Wanderer of him, the persona of Kunikuzushi, a bright-eyed boy travelling Inazuma. You and Kunikuzushi would have gotten along well, he thinks, both so wonderfully living in a gentle dream where the sun always shone brightly. Wanderer tries to forget, but he still remembers that sensation, something that bubbled in clear waters and reflected colour and light, so soft and airy that it felt nearly suffocating at times. That feeling only grew stronger the longer he knew you, traces of even a smile on Wanderer's lips when navy eyes met yours.

He's smitten, fallen and can't shake you off his mind. It's scary, so long since Wanderer's felt this way. He wants to prove his use to you, to know that he's no longer the sensitive boy that was Kunikuzushi, but Wanderer--a blank slate that's carried the memories of many and uses them to become whoever Teyvat needs him to be. And to the Wanderer, he's your omnipotent god but also, your protector.

You're the only one he trusts, but you seem so willing to give it to others like it's nothing. Trust is foreign and such a beautifully fragile thing to Wanderer, and he's not scared to put any lowly human in place if they decide to take advantage of your ever-lasting kindness.

It's almost humorous, the Wanderer prides himself on being the near equivalent of a celestial being yet practically worshipping the ground you walk on, never taking every second of love and care you offer him for granted. He can instantly call someone out if they're being dishonest, the Wanderer protectively drawing himself nearer to you as he watches your eyes sparkle or saddens with empathy listening to a fool's tale.

He can see the person's facade crack under the pressure of Wanderer's harsh glare, he's already mastered the art and then some. Before you can open your mouth to happily agree to whatever master plan is brewing in their mind, Wanderer's already begun speaking with that bored and sarcastic tone like he's silently telling the individual that he's wasting his precious time with you.

Wanderer's almost grinning by the end of it, flawlessly breaking down every lie until the jig was up--watching them try to double-down before finally accepting utter defeat. When he turns to look at you, his smile falters slightly seeing your expression mixed with surprise but also... empathy, even still that this person was attempting to toy with your feelings.

"Why do you look so upset? He was just trying to swindle your mora."

"There must be a reason why... maybe he's in a tough spot right now and this was the only way he could get mora!" is what you say, he quirks an eyebrow before sighing, shooing his hand dismissively at you.

"Fine, if you want to give him some, but don't say I didn't warn you."

A small part of him feels his heart flutter when he sees your eyes light up at him in awe, letting you fish out a small bag of mora and greeting the now dejected man. Wanderer's eyeing you two intensely, carefully watching the swindler's face for any signs of malice... but he doesn't see it this time, genuine tears forming glossy in that man's eyes before bowing and thanking you profusely. Wanderer couldn't make out the exact words you exchanged, but he could tell at least that the person was acting truthfully now.

You sent off the man with a smile before turning your head to Wanderer, smiling cheekily at him that made his eyes widen and heart skips a beat--it's that feeling again. He scoffs, ushering you to keep up with him as he's already setting off again. That smile you always carry when you're with him is intoxicating, contagious enough that unexpectedly, Wanderer finds himself smiling with you, too, not something faked to gain something, it's real.

Perhaps, maybe he could get used to this feeling from long ago once more, with you.

trust doesn't even look like a real word anymore

#[🍁] kazuha's haiku collection #[💌] letters of songbird #scaramouche #scaramouche genshin #genshin fanfic #scaramouche x reader #wanderer genshin #wanderer x reader #scaramouche x you #scara x reader #scaramouche fluff

[soulkeeper801]

Silly Crush pt 2

Im Nayeon x f!reader

smut

Y/N has a little crush on a sunbae that gets a bit too far for Nayeon’s liking.

Part 1

II

Nayeon grabbed your hair, pulling you towards her and making you arch your back.

“You’re mine,” she growled in your ear as she pounded deep against you, a hand on your hip to keep you in place.

To remind you where you belonged.

She knew she didn’t have anything to worry about. You were going strong for almost a year now and never felt threatened by anything or anyone. Not even when her company tried to ban the relationship. The ups and downs brought you two together closer than ever and the love that you had for each other made her trust you blindly.

But the moment your ultimate crush not only noticed you but also showed interest in meeting you, she felt she had to protect what’s hers. You wouldn’t dare to leave her, would you?

“Are you listening to me?” she hissed in your ear, the hand that was holding you down left a loud slap on your ass.

“Y-yes,” you stuttered, a tear threatening to fall due to the almost unbearable pleasure you were feeling.

Nayeon pulled the strap on almost all the way out just to slap herself against you again, making you moan her name out loud.

“No one else gets to bend you over and fuck you like this,” she groaned, grabbing your hip to bring you closer with each thrust, “Say it”.

“No one,” you said in a whimper, feeling her moving faster against you, “only you, babe, only y-you”.

Nayeon’s thrusts became rougher, hitting the right spots, making you lose your senses out of pleasure. She owned you and both of you knew it.

“Come for me, pretty thing,” she whispered lovingly, after leaving a kiss on your naked shoulder and you felt your release taking over.

She pulled out after a couple of seconds, making you groan at the sensation. You turned around and met her eyes. They adored you, filled with love as a small smile adorned her face. She placed her arms on each side of your head, still between your legs, the tip of her strap teasing your folds once again.

Her lips looked for yours in a hungry kiss as her tongue entered your mouth to keep tasting you. She lowered her kisses to your jaw, your neck where she nibbled your skin leaving faint marks that reminded you who you belonged to.

“Only mine,” she growled looking directly at your eyes, before she aligned her strap to your entrance to take you one more time.

--

“Why is Y/N’s heart rate going so high?!” a very surprised MC asked as he watched the numbers on the little screen changing rapidly as Nayeon stood in front of you only giving you a wide smile.

A bunch of idols had been invited to a special end of the year episode of a very well known variety show. The last activity of the episode was the infamous bpm monitoring, where they had a guy trying to raise your heartbeat in order to win a prize.

“This should be easy,” he confidently said as he fixed his hair with his hands before throwing you a seductive look.

Your heart rate dropped to 73, pulling a loud laugh from the other attendees. One of the MCs clapped in his face and pushed him back to his seat. The tall guy smiled awkwardly as the guys next to him patted his back.

Another guy stepped in with a shy smile, “I’m kinda nervous,” he said, making you giggle.

Your heart rate raised a bit and everyone roared at your reaction. The encouragement made the guy boldly go for your hand and hold it, while looking at your eyes.

However your heart rate dropped again and you raised your eyebrows at his action. He stepped back and chuckled in defeat, letting your hand go and going back to his seat.

“Let me try!” A loud but smiling girl shouted from behind when everyone thought the game was already over.

You tried to clear your mind, to think about anything else other than her because you knew one of her pretty smiles and your heart would explode.

She was mischievous, knowing perfectly the power she had over you. The corner of her lips went up as soon as she stepped in front of you, swaying from side to side feigning innocence.

But you knew her better. She was giving you that look. The look she would throw at you whenever she was trying to get her way by seducing you with her actions. The look she would hold before unbuckling your pants while on her knees. The look she would hold before her hand traveled to the hem of your underwear after a heated make out session.

Your heart started beating faster and everyone noticed.

“What?!” one of the MCs reacted standing up from his chair to take a closer look at the little screen. “How is that possible?”

Nayeon laughed at the scene before throwing her head back, letting out a loud laugh. You smiled, feeling a little defeated. No one would ever know the meaning behind the rapidly beating of your heart.

She swiftly made her way to the prize and sent a wink your way, gaining a faint blush as your heart beat kept increasing.

“Wait, wait,” the MC stopped Nayeon before she could come closer to the prize. “There’s still one final level before anyone can take the prize”.

As those words left his mouth, a sudden shiver went through your body. There would only be one reason for him to say something like that. Were they going to…?

He signaled to the back door and you felt your soul leaving your body.

As the door opened slowly, revealing a pair of long legs, a tight black dress that hugged a well trained body and you could identify who she was, the bpm monitor went to the roof. Everyone roared in reply to how your heart was reacting to her simple presence. Everyone but Im Nayeon.

“Hello, Y/N,” the woman you had always adored greeted while waving her hand sweetly at you. “Finally, we meet”.

You bowed deeply at her, trying to think about anything else but it was impossible. Her eyes were locked to yours and she was smiling widely at your endearing reaction. She took a couple of steps towards you and caressed your arm slowly, without breaking eye contact.

“You win, sunbaenim,” you whispered, redirecting your gaze to the ground before the bpm made you more embarrassed.

She laughed gracefully, bringing you to her and engulfing you in a quick hug that was immediately broken as the monitor started beeping at the unusual beating of your heart.

The studio broke into a loud laugh as the MC took the chance to wrap up the episode.

“We found a winner right here, the prize has an owner now! Thank you for watching, see you next week!”.

The cameras turned off and suddenly you were brought back to reality.

“You’re hilarious,Y/N,” an MC complimented as a member of the staff took the wires off you. “You should come over often”.

The guy bowed at you and the woman still standing by your side as the staff member left at the same time.

“Come by my waiting room when you’re free, alright?” The black haired woman said, with a hint of playfulness in her voice, probably due to the way you had reacted at her.

You were at a loss of words and could only nod. Was she inviting you to her waiting room? Just the two of you? What did that smile mean?

Not giving it much thought, you turned around to go back to your own waiting room right before catching your girlfriend’s eyes.

She was furious.

And you were in trouble.

#twice x reader #twice x f!reader #nayeon smut #nayeon x reader #nayeon x fem reader #nayeon x f!reader #soulkeeper801

[the-s1lly-corner]

Could I get something for eyeless jack with an s/o who's also a demon?

Not the same as him and definitely more human looking, but they are definitely NOT human

What if they fed off human emotions instead of human flesh? Would he get along better with another demon or would he be kind of put off?

Would he feel differently if they turned into a demon in a similar fashion to him

Eyeless Jack x reader whos a demon who feeds off human emotion!

ooooo this one is going to be interesting because while i do call jack a demon i dont think he is one.. at least not fully yet.. i mean oh yeah hes definitely cursed with something in my sillay hc but shrugs; sometimes labels are overrated that said i hope you enjoy this anon!

oh he would be so so put off. like yeah sure he knows he has no where to speak since hes literally slowly turning into something that cant be called human. he admits that he doesnt have much room to speak when it comes to others, but he mostly says that in the face of humans... but to a demon? ohhoho this is going to be interesting

i think a lot of times in the beginning hes going to be very wary of you and maybe even avoid you, its going to take some time for the two of you to get to know one another and get on speaking terms... its probably going to take a real hard shove to bring you two together

while im getting into this i may as well drop my personal lore on demon/non human creepypasta characters that may or may not change a lot of things

i know i brought this up before in a few posts, primarily my zalgo post

anyways tldr; zalgo made all the non human characters in the universe and/or planted a means to make them non human (ex. giving ben the means to come back as a ghost, providing the thing thats fucking up ej, ect ect) i think the only real exception is laughing jack since he was made to be good originally before following in the steps of the kid he was assigned to. shrugs. characters like the proxies get roped in my another character (ex. masky and the others by slenderman); while characters like jeff are your regular old krillers. non human/demon stuff just IS in thiis universe, simply another piece of nature blah blah yeah

^so naturally if we're following that hc for this post the reader falls under this... but even if you dont, you didnt really ask to be a demon , much like jack didnt

ponders

i dont think you can feed off his emotions even if you wanted to/tried, i think after a certain point he stops being considered and recognized as human

GOD can you imagine him receiving that news? he decides to give himself up so you can feed only for you both to discover that hes no longer an option. like an official sign that hes too far gone

though i think overall he tries to push for you guys to eat separately; outside of his offer he doesnt really want to know how you feed... and he doesnt want you to see how he feeds (for obvious reasons)

ponders

i think you would be safe when he goes a lil feral during his feeding/hunger frenzies since he knows youre not a human and/or can still sense youre not even when hes not mentally there fully so hey look at it this way! the chance of him attacking you is very low

back to actual relationship stuff i think it would be a very tense relationship for the first chunk

oooo imagine you tell him about the whole zalgo thing and kind of provide him with knowledge of whats going on; i mean jack is still very much in the dark about a lot of stuff regarding the topic and who knows it might build some trust (winks)

as for that last bit in your request... what if you werent born a demon or created? what if you were in a similar situation as him?

while i do think he would have some sympathy and you guys might possibly bond over having similar trauma; but i think. at least on jacks end. it would serve too much of a reminder of what happened to him

it sounds horrible, and he acknowledges its a horrible thing to think and feel but he cant stop that feeling.. he wouldnt exactly fully turn his back on you, but i do think he would hold his distance at least a little longer than the other option as a means to protect himself mentally

its harsh but it is what it is (slaps ej. this bad boy can hold so much angst potential)

#creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #creepypasta imagine #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless jack x you #eyeless jack imagine

[bee-ina-boat]

hi friends :D! i FINALLY finished my concept art for mythos!Jon and im so happy with him- look at him. plese. i spent so long on this

the sketches were all of my initial concept art for him! he's. so fun to draw. even if it did take me a bit to figure out how to do so. i love his hair ;_; <3

overall his design is very inspired roman Catholicism but. like. more fun? idk lol i just vibe with it. might make the tie darker? and the gloves with his cassock might look good with another color? eh! whatev, i might change it i might not- but this is it so far :D!

for context the Magnus Mythos is an au where the fears are gods rather than paranormal entities like in canon- here is my initial post on that if you want to know more! or if you just want to see art of the Ceaseless watcher :3!!! im really so happy so many of y'all seemed to like it ;w; it makes me feel so warm aa ilu all <3

putting all Jon's lore stuff under the cut!!!

highly recommend you read the linked post because alot of this probably wont make much sense otherwise dsjgfdjgfdb-

so, as a young child Jon grew up neutral on religion. his grandmother didn't favor any one of the gods more than the other and that sort of thinking carried over to him for a good while

when Jon was 8, he had a close encounter with a creature born from the Web: a giant spider that would tell you your fate (and possibly offer you a gift) if you gave it a sacrifice

Jon had found an old fable book with a map to it's nest. of course he had no intention of following it, just enjoying the stories inside! but a thief snagged the book from him- and upon realizing what the book led too -took Jon with him as his sacrifice

when they reached the nest after a long journey, the thief presented Jon to the spider. but the spider did not take him, it took the thief- and the little Jon could only watch, frozen in terror, as his captor was eaten by the giant spider.

after it finished its meal, the spider told Jon that his fate was of a cosmic importance, "I'm quite excited to see how this plays out," it said.

naturally this was kinda traumatizing for the child that literally just wanted to read but ok :l

the whole experience brought jon a phobia of spiders, a distrust and fear of strangers, general paranoia, ptsd, and a rejection of the webs power and the concept of fate as a whole

now- its not uncommon for some people to reject the powers of certain gods? some things born from their power are quite unpleasant, so there are steps one may take to protect themselves from the powers of one or more of the gods. (its complicated to explain but i hope that makes sense-)

suffice to say jon does NOT want to be controlled or have his fate decided by anyone or anything like that! being THAT important is scary!!! so he tries very hard to prevent any powers of the web coming near him- and he also tries to keep a low profile so he can live a calm and peaceful life without. yknow. being an important part of the fate of the entire bloody world.

he turns to the cult of the Beholding for salvation. after all, its whole thing is being aware and knowing things, and jon wanted nothing more than to know what wanted to hurt him and what didn't.

moving to London, he joined the House of Magnus, and went from a devotee to a researcher.

he became friends with Tim: a man who turned to the beholding out of his own rejection for the Stranger, and Sasha: a young woman who'd worshipped the beholding and worked at the house of magnus her entire life.

things were great for a while, and then the head archivist, Gertrude Robinson, disappeared.

normally the previous archivist would choose someone to pass the position down to, but her disappearance meant that the current head of the church, Elias, would have to choose instead. and he gave the position to Jon

it was absurd! Jon didn't want the position of archivist- everyone knew about the prophecy and Jon certainly didn't want that much pressure on him!!

not to mention- it became pretty much expected that Sasha would become the next archivist! given her history of devotion, her skills, all the work she did for everyone, hell- Gertrude even mentored her for half her life for god's sake!

Elias's reasoning was that Gertrude had broken the Archivists oath: to always protect and preserve knowledge. he claimed that the Ceaseless Watcher itself had requested Jon rather than Sasha, as Gertrude's choices were not to be trusted. and it was not up for debate what their patron wanted...

so there was no choice. jon was terrified, sasha was devastated, and tim was furious for them both.

the ceremony went on, jon was given the Watchers Crown (the sacred headpiece of the archivist) and then he went down to the archives with tim and sasha as his chosen assistants.

Elias sent down another down with them- Martin, a librarian who devoted himself to both the eye and the web. Jon was not so keen to be trusting a devotee of the web, especially with all the stress going through his head at the moment- so he wasn't very warm to martin.

as the archivist- jon does his best to do the work he was given, frequently requesting help and teachings from sasha as she clearly knew more about this than him. all throughout, he squished any spider he found. and stubbornly refused to give in to any possible notion of him being the one from the prophecy. he couldnt be. he refused it.

but the will of one man is far outweighed by that of a god, and at some point he just might have to accept the responsibility he deep down knows is his...

AAAAAAAAAAA THAT WAS ALOT- if you read this entire fucking essay then just know i love you so so so much and i am hugging you tightly ;_;

thanks for dealing with another round of my brainrot!! im thinking of working on sasha, martin, or the web's design next :3

#my art #myart #religious themes #religion tw #tma #magnus archives #the magnus archives #magpod #tma fears #the fear entities #tma au #the magnus mythos #the archivist #jonathan sims #tma jon #jon sims #jarchivist #digital art #long post

[neoncat666]

im having a normal one and thinking about the like 3 hours i talked with snail about Grizzly and how he plays Zephrael and like I'm being so serious when I say Zephrael is the best character I have seen Grizzly play. It's def due to being able to compare to his other characters and the fact that if we are to compare him to Arthur, he is leagues above I would say.

Theres been a fuck ton of improvement in terms of how grizz plays characters in jrwi and i was talking to snail about how despite zephrael being one of the most different characters he's played, rae feels the most like grizzly if that makes sense. he feels like an actual person rather than a character and feels so intergrated with the world that snail brought up that he feels like a character that couldve been an npc if he wasn't a player character. he feels like someone you would meet in this world and it would make sense. and god the fucking portrayal of rae makes me bonkers. his personality is so fun and odd and the way he acts is so facinating.

grizzly does so fucking good on making rae seem like an actual person you interact with and know about but still omits so much information. every character in the party is like that but with rae, we almost know so much about him yet nothing at all at the same time. i compared it to becoming friends with someone and knowing things about them just by hanging out when they suddenly tell you something huge about themselves that you never even knew about. its easy to infer from zephrael and i want to look deeper and see what he is telling from the way he acts. he's a smart guy, somewhat lost, but still wellspoken and i think about his speech often.

that goes with how grizzly acts as him which is genuinely my favourite. so many line deliveries, actions, and just like random exclaimations come off so natural and are fucking phenominal. ep 5 has become a favourite due to the dynamics we saw with the party (save me wall sunder rae trio) but i also cant stop thinking about how rae spoke a lot of the time. when he found out the smithy was on the second floor (which is still insane to me), wanting to not have to hide, and just ever interaction he had with the others or npcs. he is a very confident, almost egotistic guy but still flounders on some parts. i truly think that if he fell too far into one side he would not be as enjoyable. idk man i just think grizzly's roleplaying is fucking incredible in everything he does and it makes me excited for whats to come.

with Wonderlust coming out soonish and another patreon exclusive campaign on the horizon I truly do think Grizzly has almost set a new standard for his characters. Even if those characters only hit like 75% of how Zephrael is I do think they'll still be above a lot of hid other player characters.

#dm.txt #grizzlyplays #shadows over welde #zephrael sow #jrwi #technically. this goes with how he plays in jrwi too

[fandomsoda]

Ok so let me start off by saying that this post is probably gonna be very clunky simply due to the fact that I’m addressing a two day old situation and I’m doing so without it being directly prompted,, please bear with me.

So, late Tuesday night an anon expressed concerns over the ways that I’ve brushed over the topic of aromanticism in the past, expressing that I only ever seemed to mention partnering aros and that it came off as if I was saying all of that only in service of shipping. These things of course are not things I intended, but are not unfounded claims nonetheless.

My initial response to that ask was definitely not great, I came off as very customer service-y and expressed that I felt as if it was exaggerated (simply due to the way it was phrased as “constantly”). It didn’t help that it was like 11 pm and for some reason my dumb ass didn’t actually go back and look through stuff, purely going off my notoriously bad memory.

Needless to say, this wound up coming off as dismissive and insufficient, and thus I’m making this post now as I have processed everything and want to give the proper actual respose (and in a sense, apology) that this situation is deserving of.

After going back through past posts, while definitely far from constant, I have been able to observe that whenever aromanticism was brought up I definitely had a really bad tendancy of only mentioning partnering aros and it definitely came off as scummy now that I look back at it. This was never something I consiously did, but it was shitty and potentially harmful nonetheless and should have been something I was being more aware about. I’ve already been trying to boost aromantic voices lately since the Valentine season’s been around, but doing that and centering non-partnering aros especially is going to be top priority from here on out.

Now let me real quick circle back around and address the shipping bit, as that’s like its whole own thing-

Now I definitely stand by the fact that I was never only talking about stuff in service of a ship, at least not consiously, but the topic often came up in reference to or alongside shipping and thus I acknowledge that that extrapolation is not at all a difficult one to make. And the fact that I even acted in a way that resembled that is not good.

And discussions with my friends have brought to my attention that I have not been making a number of things nearly clear enough and that whole mess is entirely on me so let’s get some things straight-

First of all, due to the more fluid attitude I’ve seen a lot of people have towards it, I never realized just how strictly romantic most people view shipping. Maybe I’m just a little bit dense but for the longest time, the term “ship” being used in a more platonic sense seemed more common than it actually is. And for the longest time, I’ve viewed shipping simply as “I think these characters have a nice dynamic and that they should be affectionate with one another”. But it has been a violent wakeup call recently that that is far from the most common thought process.

And in this I’ve come to realize that I’ve not been clarifying or establishing the fact that most if not all my ships are queerplatonic in some fashion because romance is a concept I’ve never fully grasped (not gonna go too deep into that here though, my weird perception of relationships is a topic for another day-). And things involving aro characters have especially always been queerplatonic in my mind.

I have not been nearly as clear enough about that as I should be and have failed to mention or establish that as much as I should. So from here on out, im going to be much more clear about that to avoid future misunderstanding or sending the wrong message.

It should also probably be noted that it’s very hard to convey these things given the type of art I do. I don’t properly write nor do longform comics, so it’s much harder to convey the internal complexities of things in the simple individual pieces my art often is.

Characters are also often left unpaired and single in my mind, but once again these types of things are hard to convey visually and the bonds between characters usually inspire art more often.

So most of this has just been a matter of “it’s all been up in my head but my ability to convey it or actually make content of it has been extremely lacking”. And again, in a sense, that’s on me.

Overall I know my handling of this situation has been incredibly scuffed from an outside view, for a lot of this I’ve been just very confused and all over the place so the few things I have said have been poorly summarized and basically just me completely tripping over myself. I’ve been processing things and getting things in order privately though, as you can probably tell. And in that I have come to the conclusion that I must take accountability for my actions as it is truly the only correct course of action here. I’m sorry to those this whole mess has upset, I hope this post is enough to explain everything.

I’m not super certain how to end this off but that’s about it, please let me know of any futher concerns. I’m genuinely sorry for all this mess.

[thisstableground]

im super invested in the fact that various extra materials have stated that bruno used to be the golden child until things started going to shit when he was a teenager, and i am very on board with the implication that i’ve seen others mention where its like, him being sort of blunt and too honest about that stuff is seen as cute and precocious when he’s a kid, and becomes less so as he gets older. and there’s also the general social change inthe encanto as they move further away from the circumstances that brought them there as generations who never experienced the outside world firsthand grow up.

but it also occurs to me that perhaps another reason why things would have been so different with his visions and his relationship to the town when he’s young is because if a five year old is having a vision, chances are, he’s not going to understand a lot of the context of what he’s seeing, but nobody would expect him to. so it was far more likely that someone, whether that’s alma or whoever he was doing visions for, would be there to help him interpret it or discuss it because frankly otherwise i don’t think you’re gonna get a lot of sense out of that at all, five year old logic can be very convoluted. i don’t know if this predates the sand ritual that allows others to literally see what he is seeing, but even them sitting with him and asking patient questions and redirecting his attention to certain things and giving him some suggestions would be something, like when you sit with a kid who is learning to read and let them sound out the letters and let them mistakes then once they’ve done that, you guide them to the right answers.

but then at some point expectations started to change and it went from being a collaborative “okay, lets sound this vision out together” effort, to it being something that they expect bruno to do by himself, because he’s older now and because it’s His Responsibility and because all of the kids’ gifts slowly become less of a collaborative effort alongside the townsfolk and more of a thing that the town relies on as a crutch.

and i can’t see alma necessarily being the most understanding if, say, 16 year old bruno asks her to help him interpret like she used to when he was ten years younger - and getting “aren’t you old enough to do that yourself by now??” as a response is like. the fastest way to discourage someone from ever asking for help again.

so he just tries his best to do it entirely by himself, and that’s so much extra pressure on him, not just to see things that might be very upsetting to witness, but to understand them and to not miss anything and to convey them clearly and accurately when we know that what he sees is pretty cryptic and out of order. and then if the bad visions are the result of him feeling bad in general then that’s a very self-perpetuating cycle

idk, i think it’s just so sad how we can see how much of a difference having someone else to help him interpret what he’s seeing makes with mirabel giving him an assist, both in terms of actually interpreting the events, seeing further than he had been able to, and in terms of his emotions (i gotta imagine it’s very, very rare that he’d get as excited about most of his visions as he was at the end of the one he did in antonio’s room). like, i’m pretty sure seeing the future is always gonna hold some level of trauma to it but i wonder how much could’ve been alleviated if he hadn’t also been trying to go it alone.

#this didnt actually intentionally start out as a metaphor for disability accommodations but i think thats where it ended up #character: bruno #fandom: encanto #bruno madrigal #yes i rewatched it agian instead of going to sleep #send this to my therapist to explain why i am barely conscious during our 8am appointment #(its 3am now uk time)

[moss-and-marimos]

oh? (<- curious abt your pathfinder character)

[heavy breathing] oh my god you dont even know the brain worms I have for this character. they dont have a name (they have a name ive been calling them for simplicity but its not like their actual canon name, I just needed something quick for the oneshot I played them in to try pathfinder) but theyre like one of my favorite ocs I have. oh my god. so theyre a catfolk, theyre a tuxedo cat, and this didnt get explored at all in the oneshot I played but their backstory is 'reflection.' meaning that they literally got magically pulled out of a mirror. like oh my god. their background is acrobat, technically. their class eventually becomes swashbuckler. The 'original', the person theyre a replica of, worked in a circus as an acrobat and tightrope walker and such. My pathfinder character got pulled out of a mirror in the hall of mirrors. can you imagine. you are just quite literally pulled into existence, you dont know by what, you dont know where you are, you've never been alive before, you've never thought before, you look like an adult bc youre an imperfect replica of someone who was, but you've never existed until now, and you just have to fucking deal with that??? so for like 3 months they stay living and working at the circus, because where else are they supposed to go?? they dont know anything else!! im not entirely sure what happens with this part of the lore yet, but they either get framed for killing their original, or the original goes missing or something, something happens and it makes replica look really suspicious, and so its kind of the last straw, and they decide to leave and become their own person and explore the world. this is where the swashbuckler class becomes a thing. At some point along the way, theyre given or steal or something a sword called a 'bastard sword', and bastard swords are called that because they have no 'family' as far as swords go. well guess what, my character doesnt either. They have a really hard time for a while, obviously they havent been around for a long time to learn social cues or anything, and theyre forced to learn rather quickly that people dont take kindly to reflections. ive been trying to decide whether or not they themself have a reflection, because on one hand I like the idea of it being a detail for other people to notice that something is up, and like it makes sense, they were the reflection of course they dont have one of their own, but also like it would be equally as angsty and cool for them to have a reflection and to constantly be having the existential crisis about 'thats a person in there. I was in there.' and people would probably make fun of them for being 'confused' about mirrors but no, there is so much to unpack there the art potential this character has is so so so much to me, either waking up your first moment of sentience either being surrounded by empty mirrors, not knowing what a mirror is anyway to know you even should have a reflection, or your first moments of sentience being surrounded by copies yourself, in a room where you are aware that they are people just as much as you are, that they are you but simultaneously a replica of you and the existential issues of that oh my god I need to draw them in a jesters costume or something and just make angst about them being 'the fool' or other assorted circus themed angst because my god I have brainwork's about this character you dont even know Fun fact about them: one of the errors in their being a replica is that they dont have claws, they were copied without them, and so just imagine you are brought into a world entirely unfamiliar to you, you dont know who or what or where you are, and you dont even have a way to defend yourself. everyone in the world who is like you naturally has a way to defend themself, except you, who arguably needs it the most. just another way that you were a mistake. (part 1 this got too long and it wont let me post, part 2 in reblogs)

#oc: Finnick sharpclaws #<- the name they were given for the oneshot #not their actual name #my pathfinder oc #goddddddd im not normal about themmmmmm #thank you so fucking much for asking #/gen #I love this guy I will info dump about them forever #pleeeaaaaasee ask if you have any specific questions about them after this heehehe #I imagine they mostly did tight rope walking and other acrobatics feats bc their background is acrobat after all

[tmaliveblogging]

Okay so I’m a bit late to the fandom (lol) but I HAVE to share my thoughts on The Magnus Archives so far. I’m on episode 100 (season 3), and first of all ALL of the plot twists have rocked me as they happened.

At first everything felt a bit episodic (which makes sense given the nature of the podcast) but as things progressed you could just TELL it was building up to something big.

I LOVED the parts where recordings were being made of action in the Magnus institute in real time. I was expecting something like that based on my experiences listening to a bit of “Welcome to Night Vale” but I was not prepared for all the cool things!!! But that’s not why I’m rambling here.

While listening to the podcast originally I had some critiques about the style. I’ll just say that I LOVE the aesthetic it’s going for with the VHS tapes and the background music (that I know is not canon but used for the effect). However, I was just a bit disappointed because it was clear each statement, written or recorded by the witness directly, had a very distinctive style.

I had thought it was because I’m American that I noticed all the ways people paused in their statements or stuttered in a specific way, but as time went on I was sure it was just Jonathan Simms’ (sorry for my spellings of names by the way, I’ve only heard them spoken so far) style that had all the statements feeling so similar.

They had almost formulaic structure in the way they laid their stories down in a perfect narrative, starting with maybe an anecdote about their childhood or their job and giving great context for how they ended up in supernatural situations. The vocabulary used was way more advanced than was plausible in every statement, even in those who did not have much of a formal education or in direct spoken statements (which in-universe should have been made up on the fly). Especially in the spoken witness statements I was disappointed because people don’t just tell firsthand stories like that.

Im very much a stickler for the details, and things like “how could this story have been written and submitted to the Magnus institute” and “is this really what a person in this position would think/do” and just logistics in general are always in my mind.

Yet despite the writing style poking through, I felt like any other semantics I could have brought up were answered very well by the detail given in the statements, so I was satisfied enough to suspend my disbelief. It wasn’t too hard anyway since the stories were so well-written and captivating. I know it’s really hard to tell a good story while making sense in a meta way, so I just accepted it. The story was very ambitious anyway and I was otherwise loving it!!!!

Something remarkable about episode 100 is that Martin takes his first statement direct from witness. I had to stop listening a few minutes in because something clicked. The statement was super stilted, comepletely different from any of Jon’s taken statements. Martin, instead of getting a story from the witness, had to press for details and got maybe a sentence from each question. There was no story, no context or background, just questions and awkwardness.

In all of Jon’s statements there was never any pause in the story (unless it was interuppted by another person) even though it was a real person reliving the events. It was seriously a narrative. And around this point in the podcast we’re finally revealing the extent of Jon’s powers under the Eye.

Obviously we’ve gotten hints before: a constant feeling of being watched when in the Institute, Jon saying he can feel what the narrator in each statement feels (I also distinctly remember a comment in late season 1 about Jon feeling like he gets sucked into the story until he finishes it, like he loses control of himself. Which in hindsight is definitely an early version of what Jon now experiences), Daisy giving a statement despite being very much against spilling any police secrets or her past.

And now we’re getting strong manifestations that are clearly supernatural: Jon being unable to NOT demand answers of beings that are very much dangerous, the audio recording getting distorted when Jon compels people to give information.

And that last bit specifically, you can just feel that supposed style seeping through into their words, and it’s like the words aren’t completely their own. The context is there and it’s very descriptive.

And that brings me back to Martin. Clearly Jon is privy to these powers as the Archivist. Martin has no power to make people’s statements more useful and it ends up being a mess.

This is a very subtle aspect of Jon’s powers but as soon as I noticed it I was up and jumping around because it was an epiphany. The evidence has slowly been building up to this and it’s likely that this theory was discovered many episodes before 100 as they were coming out, but I just feel like a genius for noticing this, especially since I have always been very keen on details like that. It’s just so satisfying to realize that this aspect of the storytelling wasn’t just a writing quirk but an actual PART of the plot!!!!!

#TMA season 3 #going a bit feral over this since I can’t just explain stuff like this to someone who hasn’t listened to TMA :((( #of course I could be wrong but k feel like they’re about to address this in-universe soon. #it can be my headcanon lol

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Have you listened to the podcast with Caitlin foord? I do think their has been a rise in invasion of privacy when it comes to players lives post WC. It was getting that way after the Euros but I think post WC is another level! Of course everyone is bound to take an interest in the players lives, but some times I do think fans take it too far (I understand this could be a controversial opinion on here😅 but I'd love to hear your opinion on it)

I've been a fan for a few years now (correct me if I'm wrong but you have also?) and the difference is crazy to me!!

no, i haven’t listened it it actually do you have a link for it?!

i would totally agree! the interest in the players lives was little to none a few years ago, ofc there were a few people who would find things out and rumours have always been a thing but nothing in comparison to what it is now. i think that’s made very obvious through a majority of players showing much less of their private lives now. we used to get a lot of clips of changing room antics and bits and bobs from their days off whereas now most of their accounts are very football focused and only show snippets of their personal lives. many people believe lots of the players have finstas as well.

i think it definitely started after the euros, and it’s sad as with the womens game growing comes a lot of obstacles where the players feel they have to hide certain aspects of their lives. however, the world cup was truly something else and that’s where i stopped ever seeing edits and things of the players skills and best moments, and everything turned into what ‘drama’ was going on etc. now, im not saying for a moment that the men don’t get this type of attention as well but i constantly see compilations of their best bits/ greatest goals rather than their relationships and families which is sad.

it’s good that the players are most likely coached through all of this and are taught how to deal with it, but it is sad for the ones who never really wanted to be ‘celebrities’ in a sense. i also think the world cup brought in a huge wave of younger fans too. idk why but it’s something i’ve noticed and a majority of them are the ones who create these pages about drama and stuff, and i’m sure the players are aware of that and hopefully don’t read too much into it.

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Hello! I hope you don't mind me asking - with respect to your ketamine treatments, was there any discussion started by the clinic about risk of addiction? Not for you specifically, but in general. My psychiatrist has recommended it to me, but I'm very hesitant to try it as I am in my 30s and lifelong have been completely drug and alcohol (and gambling lol) free out of fear of addiction. I know most people have a better gauge of their own vices through experimentation, but I was curious if this was brought up at all. Mostly bc I don't want to agree to try it and then ring alarm bells by mentioning being worried about addiction and have the whole thing shut down just as I've worked myself up to it.

I'm glad you're having a good experience so far and hope it continues to bring you peace :)

hi! i don’t mind this question at all, thank you for being respectful. there actually hasn’t been any discussion about addiction, and i think that’s because it’s such a different experience in a medical setting vs taking it as a street drug. ketamine is actually an anesthetic, not a hallucinogen, and it’s used in some surgeries as well to help with pain management and keeping patients under in general. additionally, and i don’t know how much of a comfort this will be, but anecdotally in my experience i have no desire to seek out the drug recreationally. partly because it’s such a powerful experience and i feel like the support and kindness and reassurance ive been receiving from my family and team have been essential to the positivity of my experience, and bc i do not wanna face the side effects without the compensatory medication they’ve been giving me lol. another family member has also gone through ketamine treatment, and she did it via lozenge (as opposed to iv like im doing) with no other medication to mitigate the effects, and she just had 48 hrs straight of nausea and vomiting afterwards :/

additionally, i would say it’s definitely understandable that you’d be anxious about bringing up your concerns about addiction, but in my experience with the clinic im going to they have welcomed any and all questions very explicitly. they’ve given me the sense that anything i ask will be met with thoughtfulness and kindness, and definitely i don’t feel like they’d slam the door in my face. of course this is just my experience and im sure there are shitty clinics/doctors out there, but imo this question could even be used to weed those out. anyone who doesn’t treat you with compassion and respect has no business facilitating an experience of this kind for you.

as for not having experience with drugs before, i will say that having done a lot of weed (lol) was definitely helpful a little bit? but the experience is in no way comparable and really, i think the only way not having that experience could be detrimental is if you get too worked up in your own head about it and are unable to relax into the experience.

thank you for the well wishes! if you want to talk more or ask more questions, please feel free to send more asks or dm me, there’s no stupid questions, no matter how trivial! i feel fully confident in my ability to honor what i do and don’t feel like sharing, and i promise to be kind and nonjudgmental!! (and this goes for anyone 🥰)

#asks #kat journey