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fairy-tale-writer · 2 years

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Stuffed & Locked Vil Schonheit x Reader

Prompt: Literally the plot is you fulfill Vil's fantasy of being denied orgasm for hours during a modeling shoot. This pretty much you're just bullying Vil in the dirtiest way possible.

This is also quite possibly the dirtiest thing I've written so far oh my God.

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You knew Vil could feel it inside him every time he moved.

It was obvious by the blush on his ears as he posted on the wooden stool. It was either you were lucky, or Vil was very unlucky for today's photoshoot requiring a lot of sitting down.

In the dressing room minutes before he had to go out for makeup, you had thoroughly prepared Vil for the buttplug. He was bent over the vanity with his long legs spread wide allowing you access to his boy pussy.

His rim was nice and red and loose, slicked with plenty of enough lube.

It was rather unfortunate you considered was ready before he could cum.

Poor thing, forced to wait for his erection to go down before you pushed in the toy.

It was a beautiful rose gold buttplug with a crystal rose at the end peeking out. It was rather large--not the biggest but it would certainly add the slightest difficulty to walk.

Only the best for your boyfriend, after all.

His face as you pushed it in all the way was gorgeous--his eyes rolled back and his mouth open, his sticky drool pooling onto the dresser below. His ears and cheeks were a gorgeous shade of a peach pink, just like his his bum from your groping.

"Good boy, you took it so well! Do you see yourself in the mirror? You look so beautiful drooling all over yourself like a whore," You had whispered into his ear before giving him a nip.

Once you finished putting the plug in you wiped the excess lube around his rim off on his designer pants. Once you were satisifed you had him turn around so the base was pressed hard against the ledge of the vanity.

Vil could see the sadistic pleasure in your eyes as you reached into your pocket digging for something.

What worse torture could you do?

You pulled out a metal curved cage device that had a little prod at the end. Vil thought he was going to cry right then and there--not from any sort of negative emotions--oh no, he was the one who had requested you do this to him.

Bully him, torture him until he's a sobbing mess begging for mercy.

You pulled out a necklace tucked between your breasts, dangling on a chain was a small key. On the chastity cage was a lock that would keep him from daring to touch his cock.

Or even get hard.

You gripped the base of his cock hard as you slid the cage over his cock. Vil grimaced at the cold metal touching his cock, digging his nails into the vanity ledge. The metal surface at the tip pressed tightly against his uretha keeping any precum from sliding out.

At the base of the cage there was a metal prod that poked between his balls to press at his perenium. You had sealed the deal by locking the small lock shut.

"That's better." You had said, "Don't want you popping a boner during an important shoot."

You pulled his panties up taking your sweet time to allow him to feel the soft fabric slide against the cage. You finished pulling his pants up allowing him to move his hips away from the vanity just long enough for you to slide it past his plug.

Vil was already panting, shuddering at the feeling of his cock unable to swell.

You leaned in and had a slow, gentle make out with him. You enjoyed those times you were able to kiss Vil without having him worry about his lip gloss or lipstick.

Before you pulled away you gave his bottom lip a lick.

"Go get your makeup done, sweetheart."...

Poor Vil was struggling just sitting in his hollywood chair as the makeup artists did his makeup and hair. Adele was also in the room rambling on and on to Vil, but you could see his head was full of cotton.

Everytime you made eye contact in the mirror your core throbbed, but you showed no empathy.

You had only gave him a devilish smile...

Half an hour later Vil was now in the middle of his photoshoot. He had such a great poker face, despite the photographer directing him constantly to lean forward or lean back on his rear.

You didn't need x-ray vision to know that the plug was pushing right against his prostate. You licked your lips like the man before you was a four course meal.

The pleasure and pain all too much for him. His cock was aching in his pants, swelling at the overtaking need to just touch himself. But he couldn't in the middle of a very important company shoot.

It was all building up in his gut like a helium balloon hovering over a fire.

At last the photographer announced a five minute break for Vil to get into his next outfit. Vil completely ignored Adele walking towards him and made a b-line straight to you, grabbing your arm.

He pulled you into his dressing room and shoved you against the door, hungrily kissing you. It was teeth and tongue more than lips, desperate for something he could only get from you.

"I didn't think you'd be so riled up." You breathed, as he attacked your neck with nips and kisses.

His cock grinded against you, his hand sliding down to finger at your panties under your skirt.

"You're soaked, you're so horny off of my pain." Vil gasped kissing the key between your breasts.

"Do you want me to get you off?" You breathed.

Vil pulled away and pressed his forehead against yours, "No. Not until the end of the shoot. We can't risk being caught."

"You need to get dressed anyways." You gave him a peck on the lips before gently pushing him away.

Vil sighed and picked up the boozie clothes on the hanger. A beautiful blue silk suit and tie with more than enough accessories it would be troublesome to put on.

You sat down on the table right across from the mirror, watching as Vil undressed. A wicked idea came to your head.

You spread your legs apart and Vil froze seeing your body language. Your hands slid from your knees down the inside of your thighs. Hooking your thumb into the strap of your panties and pushing them down until they were completely off on the floor.

Vil licked his lips seeing your bare pussy out on display, wet and read and ready.

"You may watch only through the mirror but you need to continue to dress." You ordered.

How could you be so cruel to him?

So torturous?

He loved that about you.

Vil shuddered as you parted your libia between two fingers. Your hole clenched periodically begging for his cock. Unfortunately he had to look away from the mirror to slip off his shoes.

He could hear you let out a delicious moan as well as a wet sound. When he was able to look into the mirror again you had two fingers knuckles deep into your pussy, your other hand rubbing at your clit.

If it was possible, the model would've probably creamed his pants then and there. His asshole clenched around the plug desperately pushing it against his prostate, causing moans of his own to slip out.

He slipped on the collared shirt and fumbled with the buttons, having to look down at the buttons instead of the mirror.

He could hear your breathing increase and he knew you were going to cum. Vil kept solid eye contact with you in the mirror as you came with a moan of his name.

Your pressed your back against the wall panting hard as you continued to rub at your clit. A keen escaped your throat as you came even harder causing a fluid to squirt onto the floor.

Before he could say anything begging you to just fuck him, he heard a knock on the door.

"Mr. Schoenheit! Mr. Schoenheit! It's been more than five minutes!" Adele called.

You scrambled to get your panties off the floor and tucked them into your jacket pocket. Adele burst in with a huff, her gaze firmly on Vil.

"You haven't even finish your tie, Good Seven, what have you been doing for the past five minutes?" Adele scolded.

She grabbed the tie off the hanger and expertly tied it in only seconds.

"Grab the jacket, we must get going now!" The lady stormed out with the stomp of her heels.

Vil gave you a pathetic look and grabbed his jacket before following his agent out...

"Nyaaahh! Please! Please I can't-"

You were evil.

You were pure evil.

You had tied Vil's hands behind his back with his own tie and bent him down over the vanity then and there. His cock rings was still locked tightly over his swollen cock keeping him from cumming.

Your hand was busy pulling and twisted and grinding the buttplug against his prostate. It was so delicious, the pain and the pleasure unable to outweigh one another.

The model's makeup was far since ruined with eye liner and mascara running down his face. His lipstick smeared and rubbed across his cheeks from your violent kiss.

Tears freely flowed down his face only making the black puddle of his face even worse.

"Please! Ngh! Let me cum! I-Fuck! Fuck! need to cum! I can't- I can't- I can't-"

It sounded like you broke Vil.

Maybe you should give him mercy?

Nah.

You spanked his bum and Vil screamed from deep in his chest. Good thing you locked the door so no one else could barge in.

"Please! Fuck! Fuck! (Name)! Fuck!" He couldn't help but let out an expletive when you slapped his ass.

When you would hit he would clench down tight on the plug making it seem bigger than it already was. His muscles were trying to push it out of him but you would shove it back in with a harsh push.

You did it again.

Vil let out a choked gasp and violently shuddered, it was almost like he was having a seziure. His eyes rolled back as he experienced the most intense dry orgasm.

You stepped away as Vil gasped for air between sobs.

"Did you have a dry orgasm?" You asked honestly stunned.

When you touched Vil's balls sure enough the base of his cock was swollen with blocked cum. You rolled him onto his back and quickly took your key off and undid the lock before releasing the cage.

Vil nearly screamed feeling his cock burst. It was like he was a fire hose spraying cum all over you and himself. It was in his hair, in his mouth, across his face and chest.

It was a gorgeous sight to see.

But despite his orgasm, his cock was still twitching, solid as a rock. You licked the cum on your face enjoying Vil's delicious taste. You pulled out the butt plug and he moaned feeling his hole freed.

"Such a good boy, I'll give you a lovely reward." You took his cock and instantly deepthroated him.

Vil was already hoarse, sobbing for you to please stop as you slurped his cock. The model's vision was blurry from tears and overstimulation. However he wanted everything to stop all he had to say was the safe word and you would stop immeadiately.

"Pease good. Don stoh-don-don-fuh!" Vil was unable to form words.

At last you felt him twitch and sucked hard as a breaking point for Vil to cum in your mouth. You kept sucking until he was finally limp against your tongue.

You pressed his cum into his eager mouth, twirling tongues with his cum.

"Mohre...mohre...mohree." He moaned against your lips.

You grinned and lifted up your skirt revealing the entire photoshoot you had not put on your panties.

"How bad do you want it? Get on your knees and show me."

Vil dropped to his knees and lapped at your clit, you dug your fingers into his air suffocating him with your pussy. If he tried to breathe through his nose or mouth he couldn't get any air.

Vil's dick twitched as his eyes rolled. You pulled away before he could pass out allowing him to breathe before shoving him back in.

Before you could cum, you shoved him down onto the floor. Since his hands were tied he could do nothing to protect his fall.

You straddled his hips before pushing yourself down onto his cock. Vil thought he had died and gone to heaven, his voice completely shot.

The only thought on his mind was you.

How gorgeous you looked slamming yourself down on his cock, using him as a sex toy. All Vil could do was moan and gasp and groan, his toes curling, his back arching.

"Cum Vil, cum inside me you whore!"

You let out a loud cry as your pussy juices squirted all over Vil's abdomen.

Your hand wrapped around his throat and that was the breaking point.

Vil's head fell back as he fainted pumping you full of his jizz.

You leaned down and kissed his cheek.

"We have to do this fantasy more often..."

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shrapnelstars · 2 years

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I'm noticing that S/wS/h doesn't let your character react to anything that's going on.

Even with Hop, who they desperately want you to give a shit about, you are not offered an opportunity to comfort him during this stint where he's depressed about dragging down his brother's reputation. The game is written so that you have to just watch as he tells you that he's sad, and then figures out how to overcome his depressive state on his own. This game will throw meaningless dialogue choices at you when Sonia is around (asking about two identical options when she is researching the stupid legend even though her obvious purpose even in-universe is to flatly infodump on you), but when it comes to even the slightest point where the player could connect with the characters, you aren't allowed to have input.

I have a lot more to say under the cut. I want to save you some screen space. Snip!

You can't tell Hop that he's his own person that doesn't have to live in his brother's shadow, can't tell Bede off or dismiss his arrogance at any point, can't tell Leon "oh, the shop is over there/that person went in that direction" to be friendly even though he brings up getting lost a lot, and so on.

For a series known for tons of needless dialogue, they could channel that into a more constructive form by letting you freaking talk to the characters and engage with their personalities and quirks. Having Leon's favorite pokemon be Charizard and having him get lost all the time despite being the Champion are cute ways to humanize him and make him feel less intimidating, but despite how often he pops in to talk to you and display some of those traits, the game will not let you "touch" them.

We don't need Mass Effect level dialogue trees, but frick, at least let me acknowledge them as characters and not just faceless devices to move the plot along and give me items. Before you first enter the Wild Area, you are given an option to kind of comfort Sonia when she's nervous, but there hasn't been anything else like that either before or since.

This story is one of the least enjoyable I've played in the series, but at least let me put in the effort to care about it! The game actively denies you that ability! I knew about the ending going in, and knowing how Hop's story ends, it would have been nice if I was allowed to decide if I wanted to study pokemon or be a fighter. PLA felt excellent because ever since gens 4 and 5, I've always wanted the option to play as someone who studies pokemon instead of someone destined to be some kind of champion or hero.

Gen 5 really hit me right with how they handled Bianca's story and allowed for the idea that being a top battler isn't for everyone, and that it's not a fail state to do non-battle things with your pokemon. I've wanted to be some kind of professor or researcher in this series forever, and gen 5 validated that idea, with PLA finally letting you act on it. I like the idea of collecting pokemon to gift to others as companions and for the sake of accessibility, which PLA does A LOT. There are a lot of quests where you go catch a pokemon to be a companion to an elderly person, or to help someone else with cooking, gardening, construction, art studies, etc. They are people who can't go out and catch pokemon on their own, but you as the player are strong enough to go face down some tricky or tough ones and bring them back to help someone else, and I like that aspect of worldbuilding. Just being the strongest trainer is a very flat and boring goal. Using your strength and strategy to help others is more enjoyable.

Bringing that back to gen 8, while I understand the marketing department's "need" for you to be the hero and the strongest, I would have been fine with the option of not being the chosen one and instead being a researcher or something who fills out the dex and uses my collection against Hop to help him train against certain type matchups, team compositions, strategies, etc. so that he doesn't lose his edge as champion or something. Some kind of position where we both work together and you don't have to feel like you had no choice but to crush his dream, which in turn doesn't frame his decision to be a professor as some kind of pathetic cope and a fail state, while also making him and the player feel like actual friends who interact with each other in a meaningful way.

You don't have to have the player be the strongest champion to catch the box legendary, ESPECIALLY not after PLA, so being a professor or something doesn't mean that the legendary won't "see your pure heart and choose to be your companion" or whatever. There are so many drop-dead simple ways to prevent the writing from being soulless, and they chose to ignore ALL of them in this game. It sucks.

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themotherofhorses · 3 years

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or else they better dig two | b.b.

summary: the man standing before you was not your husband. not in the slightest. However, he was sorry. so fucking sorry. his white eyes showed you that.

pairing: bucky barnes x wife!reader

warning(s): angst, major wounds, kinda zombie!bucky?, main character/variant death, the ol’ winter soldier but 10x worse. bucky’s variant is from earth-807128 and, lemme tell ya, it is absolutely brutal in that universe.

a/n: um, yea, well, decided to give this a try. it’s short but simple. inspired by The Band Perry’s “Better Dig Two”.

It had been almost two months since you last seen your husband. Five weeks since he went complete radio silent. And thirteen days since his identification marker disappeared off the grid.

You were quite concerned, to say the least.

A few times would Bucky not answer for days at a time. The longest was five weeks, but that was before he sent you a surprised "I'm coming home bby" text, and his tiny bright-red marker sparkled as he grew closer to both New York and you.

But his ID marker had never disappeared off the S.H.I.E.L.D intel atlas. Not once during his entire career as an Avenger/S.H.I.E.L.D agent. That’s why you knew something was wrong. Terribly wrong.

You could feel it, deep in your bones. It made you feel a little sick.

Nick Fury was instantly made aware of this situation. He spent ten minutes just staring at the screen before directing both Steve and Sam to pack up. They would be deployed to Bucky's last known location and do a thorough areal search. It could be several reasons why he isn't showing up anymore, Maria Hill murmured, From a possibly fatal wound to an enemy ambush.

"Don't worry," she said with a tight-lipped smile that did not reach her eyes, "We'll find him. Or, better yet, Steve will. Cap would not allow his best friend to vanish off the face of the earth again. You know that. I know that. Everyone in this compound knows it."

With nothing really left to do, you wished Steve and Sam a bit of good luck and assured them that you’d update with anything new that came up in the database. It would take them roughly eight hours to reach Belgrade. Time was ticking. You felt nauseous.

Three days later, you received a much-needed update that didn’t do anything to alleviate your fears. Bucky's S.H.I.E.L.D-issued backpack was dug up near a desolate cabin within the Molin Forest. Scrapes of dark blood splattered the cabin's flooring, along with the most overpowering and appalling smell. It smells like a...like a dead body, Sam stated, covering his nose. Beside him, Steve dropped his head.

Tony left the room and Natasha threw her arms around you, holding you close as you wailed. Fury gave them the choice: come back home or search for the body.

They chose the latter. But they could not locate the remains of your husband. of your Bucky.

You felt nauseous again.

It had been almost three weeks since then. Condolences begin to pile in. “I am so sorry…It must be so devastating to lose your husband…To be a widow this young…If there is anything I can do….”

Then, the U.S. Army reached out, requesting if you wish for your husband to be buried in Arlington.

“He’ll be laid to rest alongside other members of the WWII Howling Commando Unit. There will be a plot next to him, reserved for you as his wife, of course.”

It was almost too much to take.

You want to scream and shout and cry because your husband is not dead, dammit.

To take your mind off of the most… recent issues, you decide to tuck yourself away inside your bedroom and reorganize the closet. On the left side, your clothing. On the right, Bucky's. You color-coordinated his Henley's and straightened up his boots, wondering if you should polish them as well.

No. Bucky prefers for his boots to be scuffed up. He likes to see the tiny scratches when the sunlight hits them. They’re like ‘little badges’ as he jokingly says.

You leave them alone and move on to the next.

As you're folding away shirts into the dresser, you hear a slight stumble outside. It sounds like someone almost tripped. You immediately stop what you're doing and listen. The footsteps are heavy against the hardwood. You could recognize them from a mile away.

"Bucky!" You shriek, feeling like crying from utter relief as you run towards him. "For the gods' sake, Bucky! You fucking terrified me! Where were you-" You suddenly stop in your steps, eyes widening in horror.

“Bucky?”

It's Bucky. But it's... it's not your Bucky.

Your hands are quick in an attempt to trap the ghastly scream that escapes your mouth. Somewhere, in the background, you can hardly make out FRIDAY asking if you require immediate emergency assistance.

It won't help, you think. It won't do jack shit.

Because Bucky is standing before you, 6′ft or so in the Winter Soldier suit.

Thick, ebony leather from neck to toe, with numerous weaponry and devices strapped to his waist. One thigh holds a pistol, his back carries another. His old metal arm, the one with the red star, hums with electricity. Over his mouth is the same black muzzle, which hides away the majority of his face. It leaves just his eyes to be seen, a pale white that is practically blinding.

“Bucky...”

A fat tear drips down your cheek as you take notice of the pitchfork buried deep in his chest. It's still fresh, blood trickling onto the floor. It matches the dried red along his scalp.

Yet, despite all his injuries and everything, Bucky stands motionless, every so often a twitch in his shoulders.

"Bucky...Oh, gods, what did they do to you, baby?"

He blinks, once, twice, four times. You stand, hushed, as you await his next move. Then, the skin between his brows creases, and he mumbles something. It's muffled, it's weak, yet you can hear it perfectly.

It's your name.

"Kill me. Kill me. Kill me..."

"Do it. Do it. Do it…"

"Please. Please. Please..."

You cannot move, nor can you think. Instead, you feel that familiar urge to suddenly vomit. When he sees that you haven’t done anything, he recites his pleas, each one a massive stab at your heart.

"Kill me. Kill me. Kill me..."

"Do it. Do it. Do it…"

"Please. Please. Please..."

You take a deep breath, biting back a large sob. In the back, amongst the walls, FRIDAY lets you know that Steve, Sam, Natasha, and Clint are rushing their way up to your floor.

“Do not worry, Mrs. Barnes. An on-site emergency medical team is on its way. ETA five minutes.”

But you know that any attempts would all be in vain.

There is no saving this Bucky, whoever he may be with these white eyes. You hope Steve will understand when he enters and sees the aftermath. Maybe he will if he realizes that this Bucky wasn’t yours, you tell yourself as you reach for the gun at your side.

And this would’ve been your last choice in any scenario given.

"I’m so sorry but I won’t have you endure this any longer. I’m better than that. I know it’s painful. Don’t worry, though, I will avenge you. Steve will avenge you. We‘ll all avenge you.” You raise your gun, finger heavy on the trigger.

He makes a deep drawl that kind of resembles a Steeevvvieee?

You nod, blinking back tears, “If we meet again, I beg you, please forgive me...”

A second later, Bucky collapses to the ground, forehead wet with new blood.

“Th...Thankkk...Yooouu...”

You have to remind yourself that this wasn’t your Bucky. Your Bucky isn’t dead on the floor with a bullet in his brain and a pitchfork in his chest. He’s gonna come back, you repeat, rocking yourself back and forth as you eye all the blood pooling around the body.

That wasn’t him.

It was not.

He’s gonna come home.

Or else they better dig two.

#marvel cinematic universe #the avengers #avengers imagine #mcu bucky barnes #bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #marvel’s what if #the winter soldier #the winter soldier x reader

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buddielove · 3 years

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Hi! I'm a gay fan of 911 and I have a question about the whole Buddie fandom. As much as I like Buck and Eddie, it's frustrating that a HUGE part of the fandom is pushing for these two characters to get together instead of putting energy into supporting Hen & Carla and Michael & Dave. Not to mention Carlos and TK in Lone Star. Can you explain to me the appeal of wanting these two men together? Wouldn't it be more interesting to see two heterosexual males just be able to bond in a non-toxic fashion? That's something we don't get to see often on television.

Hey! This is MAD long lmao I am so sorry! You caught me on a day I felt like talking! Also this took like a year to answer you lolololol. This does have a few ʻhot takesʻ so please be warned! So like in this essay....

So first I am also apart of the LGBTQIA+ community, so I do understand how it could come across as a fetish or being non supportive of the current canonically LGBTQIA+ characters, however I think a lot of the interest around Buddie and the want for them to be confirmed as a couple is how they are being written. Me personally I knew since s2 e1 Buck and Eddie were written not as rivals but as two people who would eventually become friends, but it wasn’t until the Christmas episode with the elf assuming Buck was Chris’s dad and Eddie’s partner that I was like ‘hold on!’ because I was really hoping Abbey would return and I didn’t see Eddie as a possible Buck live interest because of that. The elf’s comment wasn’t played off like most other shows would (think Dean and Sam arriving anywhere in Supernatural) it made me go back and look at the other episodes to see exactly how Buck and Eddie were being framed/written. And as we have moved into further seasons I think there has been a shift in how Buddie is being written, in s3 it was very much like two people progressing into a deeper friendship then the blood clot/lawsuit gets in the way and they both have to deal with emotions surrounding that, then Buck’s response to Eddie being trapped (we see how is he when Boddy is trapped in a fire WITH A GUNMAN, it’s emotional but not to the point is is with Eddie), even the love interests feel very pushed on us and there’s so little banter between Buddie about their gfs and how they feel about these new beginnings. It feels off, not like a friendship in the slightest, more like two people trying to force something and not wanting to deal with any other feelings. Then when Eddie gets shot and reveals Buck is Chris’s legal Guardian in the event Eddie dies, that’s huge, and he did this after only a year of knowing Buck (I have friends with kids. I’ve known one of them for FIVE years, I’m at their house every week, the kid calls me family. I’m person #10 on the list of ‘who gets my kid if I die’, not #1 lol) It just feels like it’s all building up to something, and people are getting tired of waiting for that something! We’re all emotionally tired from the past two years, and probably from many shows queerbaiting us and this is something that could happen, seems to be something the actors are ok with and the fans want. So why do they keep drawing it out. This isn’t about us demanding they ignore the chance to write a healthy platonic male friendship, or forcing two characters to be gay, it’s about holding the writers to what they’ve implied and seeing what could come of it.

Also think of it like this; If Buddie is confirmed it will still be a good example of a healthy friendship which then developed into something else, like Booth/Bones! Showing the natural progression of friendship to relationship that happens a lot in real life. It’s two men who previously (on screen at least) have only been with woman, but now they have an emotionally connection with someone which they then develop and explore. This could be 911’s first nontoxic depiction of two gay characters coming together, because sorry not sorry the canon couples aren’t perfect (which does humanize them) but they also reenforce harmful troupes that plaque the LGBTQIA+ community, which I’m sure you understand: TK was a drug addict, who only got with Carlos at first cause he was hot and sex was TK’s new addition (all gay men are sex addicts who do drugs and sleep with anything that moves). Carlos was ashamed and wanted to keep TK on the downlow (poc gay men want to pretend to be straight but have free access to gay sex). Hen cheated on Karen seemingly the first chance she got (lesbians can’t handle monogamy when pushed, and cheat on their long term partners). All known and documented troupes that happen far too often.

I’m not saying Buddie is some gay jesus ship that’s gonna save the entertainment industry but if done right it could prove to be one of the few healthy depictions of two men getting into a gay relationship we have. If they plan it out correctly, show us the relationship development, like they did with Maddie/Chim for example, Buddie could be used as a positive example of a gay fictional relationship (I really could go into depth about this. I probably should tbh).

As for not supporting Hen and KAREN, or Michael and DAVID, I think fans do support them! The writers don’t. If you read fanfics Henren and Michael/David are featured heavily in many fics, and ik some people might say ‘well they’re only there so Buddie can talk about their gay side!!’ but both these couples have their own fans and fanfic tags! They aren’t just plot devices in Buddie stories. There is a huge side of the fandom that supports Henren and wants to see more of them and their family. Same with Michael and David, during the episode where Michael and Bobby team up to find that plastic surgeon who was working illegally many people where ecstatic that we were getting more Michael/David content and that David was getting more than a couple lines. But sadly it seems like the writers only want to delve into these story lines when they need filler, they even miss opportunities to include these other LGBTQIA+ characters when it makes sense;

(Someone came for me about this but I am going to bring it up again)

When Chris is sad and wants more human connection, instead of bring Harry + Michael/David and Denny+Nia+Henren back into the picture (and yes I understood at the time the pandemic was bad (lmao still is!!), but all the actors at some point would have/had crossed over into each other’s ‘bubbles’, so ALL the actors would have been exposed to each other so getting the children together with adults they had ALREADY been with during shooting wouldn’t have been a super spreader event) but instead they brought in Ana after only two on screen dates and pretended like it was a logical thing for someone who’s up to that point been extremely careful with their child.

They really could have pushed the ‘118 is a family!’ message here and included the canonically gay supporting characters, and the lesbian main character(s) but they did not and instead chose to push the Ana/Eddie coupling even though they hadn’t properly developed it yet. The writers themselves don’t seem to care about developing their canonically gay characters and including them more than they have to but fans are continuously developing Henren and Michael/David with hc and fics.

I’d like to use your logic against you for a second, in s1 we have a very healthy, platonic friendship between Chim/Bobby but that got written out to the point they are more like boss/employee unless the scene calls for them to seem closer, we now have Bobby and Michael friendship but again we hardly see Michael. On Lone Star we have Owen and Judd as a really, really good example of a healthy male friendship but we see Judd more often with Tommy now then we do with Owen, and in s2 it’s overshadowed by Owen trusting Charlie from Twilight and constantly getting fucked over! Why can’t the writter just be happy with these happy, healthy, emotionally well male-male friendship they’ve already included and expand upon them. There’s enough drama because the show literally involves burning buildings and people’s lives being at risk from some natural/man made disaster ever 12 seconds. Does it need to have so much interpersonal conflict and male peacocking??

#Buddie #Please donʻt get offended by anything in this!!!#These are JUST my opinions which MAY change the further we get into this show!!#ALSO IT IS JUST A TV SHOW!!!! PLEASE BE KIND TO ME AND TO EACH OTHER

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cassiaa · 3 years

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Metanoia BTTB3

Warnings: smut; fingering, aftercare; mentions of rough night; yandere actions, plotting manipulation, mentions of abductions; mafia mentions vaguely. don’t interact if younger than 18

this chapter switches a bit between POV's. I'm sorry, I just wanted to get it all out in one part. Next chapter won't be like this one.

With his little lover worn out and passed out in his arms, Namjoon had time to think. She had asked for this assuming it was a one time thing. But hopefully Namjoon had been thorough enough that his sweet girl would be begging for him to return. After weeks of not having any real contact with her, having her in his arms like this was euphoric. He wasn't ready to give this up. He was ready and willing to seduce her or even just take her back home with him.

How could he convince her to leave with him? With the way his world worked, he could just steal her and hide her away. But knowing her father had deep connections, he was hesitant to start trouble here when he was working so hard to establish his name on this side of the ocean. And so he started to work her father into his plans, the man would be a useful pawn in Namjoon's game. Maybe an arranged marriage? Namjoon didn't have long term plans to keep the man in his life but he was willing to let the man dwell in the corner (where he could be watched) if it meant he had his sweet angel, he grinned, placing a kiss to her forehead. Maybe some kind of a business deal or even an alliance could be made. It was an option but Namjoon knew it was only the beginning of possibilities for a solution to his dilemma.

Namjoon couldn't help the anger that surged through his veins at the thought of how simple it was to get to her. She couldn't defend herself, had no one to protect her. Namjoon was already taking initiative to remedy that as well.

There were only a few people he would trust with her safety, and once they were done with their current missions or recovered enough from the last someone would be on their way to keep track of her personally. Yoongi would be done first, Namjoon would call him to sit in for awhile, just until he could figure out a more permanent plan. He didn't like pulling Yoongi away, with the man being so good at what he did, but for his jagi, he wanted the best. In his arms, his sleeping beauty pushed away from him and the blankets, still too hot and exhausted from their tango. Not wanting her to get too far, he helped loose the blanket from her body, pulling her into his side comfortably and letting her head rest on the deep blue silk pillow case rather than his arm, his freed arm going under his head. An arm still around her small body, fingertips tracing unseeable patterns over her smooth, sun kissed skin. This was something he absolutely wanted to get used to.

Glancing at the clock, it read close to four a.m, he'd have to leave soon. He had a meeting at 8, and it probably wouldn't be the best idea to show up in the same clothes he wore the day prior. He wanted to be here for when she woke up, he knew she'd be tired and sore and would need the help becoming human after all he put her through. Not to mention, being here when she woke would leave a better lasting impression. And would create a bond stronger than an embarrassing one night stand. Namjoon considered sleeping for an hour or so but he didn't want to waste any time sleeping here. He did plan to take advantage of her unconscious state to add some security to the house. Plan already formulated and decided on, he carefully unraveled himself and freed his legs from the tangle she had made getting comfortable in her sleep and placed a lingering kiss to her plump pink lips. She huffed a shuttered sigh between her lips, her eyebrows creasing before he placed a kiss there as well, soothing her back into rest as he snuck out of the bed. He figured the house could burn down and she wouldn't wake up. He'd kill anyone who tried to light a match here but the sentiment stood true as he grabbed his bottoms and pulled them on.

He dialed Taehyung, the man was close by, no doubt and might even be busy with his own one night stand but he could come when he was done to set up a system and stick a few wire taps and cameras here and there. Maybe even her phone and purse. Taehyung and Yoongi would know best when it came to those devices and where they best fit, but Yoongi wasn't near. And Taehyung was. Maybe he'd leave Taehyung on watch until Yoongi could come... but maybe the bugs would be fine until the trap was adequately set. Decisions, decisions. Namjoon hummed and got to work.

Ava’s POV

Waking up was a chore on good days. Even after she had drank too much those few times in her life the hangover had nothing on the pounding in her head at the moment. And her body..... she groaned, pressing her face as deeply into the pillow as she could. Sore didn’t describe it adequately and she didn’t even know where to begin to assess. The ache between her legs was probably the worst, her lower back came in second, her arms and legs felt like jello and she could feel the multitude of bruises and hickies coating her entire body. She didn’t know what she was getting into with the random foreign man from the diner. From the diner she regularly visited, she must be an idiot. If her throat wasn’t so dry and cracked she’d groan again, but she could feel a coughing fit coming on any second. But that man... Namjoon.. her legs clenched together as a spike of pleasure went through her body from just thinking about him. He was thorough. And obviously heavily experienced. She couldn’t tell if she was lucky or not to have him be her first or not. On one hand maybe he just ruined all her future experiences and on the other maybe since her father was forcing her to settle down, and she’d be stuck with someone awful, this was a god send. Like at least she got to experience this one time. She wasn’t expecting to be so pleased with the encounter. None of her friends stories and of their first had been this exceptional. Maybe they downplayed it, but Ava highly doubted it. All her friends liked to show off, flaunt their stuff, and boast about what they have.

The next thing she wasn’t expecting was for an arm to tighten around her back and pull her close. Her heart stopped. With eyes wide she craned her neck up from where she was lying face down to meet his gaze. And immediately gulped. He still had a bit of fire in his gaze. Ava glanced away, biting her lip and pulling her hand up to rub her face.

“Good morning.”

Namjoon already had a deep voice, she knew that from the talk before this- encounter.. and it got even deeper during their... intercourse - she cringed just thinking about how awkward this was getting - when he was giving low commands, but his raspy morning voice was sexy and it was doing something to her insides that she wasn’t prepared for.

She cleared her throat, still not brave enough to meet his gaze, “good morning...” what was she even supposed to do? She didn’t have the experience here, all her friends did the walk of shame or pretended to sleep while their partners did and yet here he was laying in her bed and grinning rather smugly, looking at her like he was ready to do it all again. Her legs clenched again at the thought. Why did she bring him here? She’s rich. He’s obviously rich. They could’ve gotten a hotel room somewhere, and not done this in her home- in her bed. She didn’t realize how low his hand was drifting until he softly stroked between her legs, and she was moaning rather shamelessly.

Ava had thought she couldn’t handle any more, but the way his fingers were moving slowly and feather light, her mind was shutting down and her body relaxing under his touch.

“Does this feel good jagi?” Namjoon’s lips are pressed against her temple. “Is it too much?”

Ava couldn’t process his words properly, but at the thought of him stopping she shook her head quickly, messily flinging her hair everywhere.

“Please.”

He applied slightest bit of pressure, carefully checking to see if she was wet and was satisfied to feel her dripping. He inserted one finger, curling it and pressing his thumb to the bundle of nerves at the same time. Her gasp was followed immediately by a high pitched moan.

“More.”

Namjoon grinned, adding a finger but continuing his slow, sensual speed. He didn’t want to break her after the night they had. He watched as her breathing got more and kore shallow and labored, she tilted more onto her side then her front and gripped his arm tightly. Her face scrunched up in pleasure, and her body moving on instinct with his fingers. Namjoon leaned down to connect his lips to hers, matching his tongue with his fingers movements and had her breathless in seconds. He moved his lips to her jaw, adding another beautiful mark, one much more visible than the others he had left and mumbling against her throat, “let go jagi,” she whimpered, clinging tighter to him. “I’ve got you.” And that was all it took for her to come undone against him.

The sounds she made were embarrassing in her mind, to say the least but she truly couldn’t help it as she rode out and came down from her high. Collapsing back in a heap, she cried out, flinching and body tightening as he removed his fingers.

He placed soft kisses all over her face, grinning as he did so. “Let me help you.” Was all he said before sliding his hands underneath her body and lifting her effortlessly.

Had it not been for the orgasm he had just given her, this would’ve been so much more awkward and embarrassing. However, her mind wasn’t all there, the pounding had subsided a bit with the pleasure coursing through her, and she was blisses out and did nothing more than lean her head against his shoulder as he found the bathroom. He set her on the toilet, softly telling her not to love before he went to the tub. Figuring it wasn’t the most embarrassing thing she’d done in front of the man, she tried to pee. Which felt much worse than she thought it would, all the muscles in her lower body were screaming at her and in between her legs weren’t much better off.

With the bath going he came back for her and eased them both into the warm water. She wasn’t too sure what happened then because she was in and out of it. But she remembers plenty of soft kisses and sweet murmurs against her skin as he helped her wash and dry and get dressed before tucking her into bed.

“Do you work today?” He asked, one knee on the bed where he just set her in and covered her snugly. She muttered and shook her head, bleary eyes barely seeing him, but feeling his fingers caress her cheek. “Then rest.” Such sweet words, her body and mind immediately agreed and started shutting down the rest of the way. “I’ll see you soon.” He promised with a kiss to her lips. No reply and she was out.

#kim namjoon #namjoon #yandere kim namjoon #mafia kim namjoon #mafia bts #kim seokjin #kim taehyung #jung hobi #jung hosoek #jeon jungkook #min yoongi #smut #bts smut #park jimin #bts mafia

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A Good Story Well told; a Story about a Traumatic Experience,Justified Hatred, Redemption and Love against all Odds

This post refers to a TV drama called Fatmagul, but it doesn’t really matter if you have seen it or not because the post is more about story telling and how good writing is based on details, how one apparently small detail may say or suggest much more than it seems. This is something good writers know well.

This story is about a pretty young girl called Fatmagul, who is going to marry her handsome boyfriend, Mustafa, a blue-eyed fisherman who looks like a Prince Charming. Well, he is bulding a house himself, brick by brick, the house where the couple will live when they get married. When he leaves his girl because of his misguided sense of pride and honour after she is raped by three men, he burns their house down.

His mother even says to Fatmagul that she is nothing but ashes to him any more and Fatmagul says later that Mustafa burned their house, their future and also herself when he did that.

As a result, she gets a husband she doesn't want, a husband she despises and hates. Telling why she marries this man she despises isn’t really necessary for the porpuse of this post but you can read why here.

They run away from their village and the scandal that follows the tragedy and he rents a house that, of course, doesn't belong to him, that he didn't build, that is not his. A house where Fatmagul has to live whith some members or her own family and also Kerim's adoptive mother. A house where he doesn't sleep and where he doesn't eat because he is not accepted there by his wife and he complies with her wishes. He sleeps and eats in a shed that is in the garden, a barren garden without flowers.

In the picture above there’s another beautiful detail, Kerim and Fatmagul’s brother are bringing their belongings into the rented house (only Fatmagul’s family have brought things, Kerim hasn’t brought anything and is with her family, he’s there in hostile territory, so to speak). As he unloads the objects she shouts at him ‘don’t touch that’ and runs to prevent him from touching her hope chest, the one where she still keeps her trousseau. Mustafa built this chest for her and it contains the things she kept for her wedding with her beloved.

All the family members work to turn that rented house into a place to live, perhaps a home, although it seems unlikely because everything is misery there after what happened. Fatmagul hates her husband's guts and shows this at the slightest chance, not the way we are accostumed to in most TV shows or movies but whith real viciousness. Some of the things she says feel like a slap on the face even to a spectator. Not that he doesn't deserve it, because he didn't rape her but didn't stop it either, which is disgusting enough. The fact is that neither him not Fatmagul remember if he did it or not and this is not clear until one of his former friends confirms he didn't do it. Even when this is confirmed she finds it impossible to believe him. He is guilt- ridden anyway because he didn't stop it, which is enough for him to feel like shit.

He can only look through the shed’s window longing to see his wife inside the house, cooking in the kitchen or studying in the living room, there’s no place for him in that “home”.

Anyway, I got derailed, LOL, because the detail I wanted to comment is about the house, just the house, but its so poignant and poetic to see these two looking at each other through its windows without meeting each other’s gaze, like strangers with broken hearts who have only misery in common. Whenever he tries to approach her, she averts her eyes and turns her back on him. He is the living reminder of what she suffered.

Well, we have this house that Kerim rents, which is not his, just like this wife that is not his and this “relationship” he neither built nor owns. And this is just an old dilapidated house, not like the brand new one Mustafa was building for Fatmagul and him in a beautiful sunny place. It's always cloudy here, it's cold and the house is old, ugly and in very bad condition.

All the family works to make the house habitable, they paint the walls, they cook every day, etc., but the one who mends broken things is Kerim. If anything is broken or doesn't work he fixes it. So, little by little the house starts to look different; there's a new floor, new panels for the shed walls, even the shed looks habitable although it looked absolutely awful the first night he slept there. The shed was by far what was in worst condition at first,which is quite telling.

Only looking back in time did I get this, this man, Kerim, fixes BROKEN THINGS. He didn't start from the first stone to build that little ramshackle house like Mustafa did with his new one, which was so near his parents' house. Kerim owns nothing, he doesn't even have parents, only a generous woman who raised him when he was abandoned as a kid, and he has a rented house, a “fake” family and a wife who doesn't belong to him.

He has this wife who is “temporary”, like the rented house, because he intends to go away as soon as the family is settled and she counts the days until he leaves for good because she can't even stand breathing the same air as him, as she puts it in one of the “cruel” sentences she throws at him. They both agree that the sooner he goes away the better. Until then, he fixes things in that ugly little house where he can't sleep or eat and hardly ever enters.

As I see it, all the family members contribute to Fatmagul's recovery, giving colour and warmth to that little house and also to her life that is now so cold, miserable and barren. And this feels real because she needs all of them to help her heal. The family's support is essential.

Mustafa built a house himself in his parents' grounds for him and his fiance, but she didn't take part in its construction and neither did his parents or her family. This time it is different because all of them take part in making the rented house into “a home”? I don't know yet, because I haven't finished watching the episodes, but it feels like hope.

Everything is “rented”, temporary, in another city, unwanted because none of them wanted to leave to another city, another house and another life. But here we have a girl who is absolutey broken and was an innocent virgin in love with her fiance Mustafa so little time before. First she was passive and took no part in the construction of her future and let Mustafa take the initiative in everything, later she takes the reins of her life and takes no shit from anyone any more. She studies, she starts to work and learns to drive. The girl turns into a woman and her “temporary” (“rented”) husband has patience, the patience needed to mend things or to turn ugly things into something beautiful. I'm talking about objects, but can he do the same with other types of broken things? Only time will tell because this is slowburn at its best and nothing is rushed.

How can a girl recover from a traumatic experience in no time and just because of the magic of love? Here the answer is that she can't. She needs professional help to recover and she is the only one who can start to heal from the tatters of her life when she finds the will and the strength to do so. The others can only offer their empathy, their love and support to help her.

Love doesn't conquer all and doesn't wipe her trauma with its magic. It takes hard work to fix someone as broken as she is and her traumatic experience is not just a plot device, it's taken seriously by the writers.

Anyway, we have two men here, one who loved his pure future bride and was going to have a brand new house but burned both to ashes when she was “tainted” by the evil actions of others. On the other hand, we have another who chooses to fix things and then unwittingly falls in love with a girl that has been “defiled”. He was a witness to her worst night that ended up being his worst too. In a way, she is someone else's girl and she is neither “new”, nor in “good condition”, just like the sad little house.

Unlike Mustafa's love, which didn't survive misfortune, Kerim loves her even though she was raped by three other men and everyone knows this, even though she is still in love with another man (Mustafa), even though she hates him and can't or won't forgive him and she doesn't trust him or believes him when he says he never touched her. And he feels guilty anyway because he didn't stop what happened. Kerim loves Fatmagul but doesn't expect to be loved back, not even to be forgiven, he loves her anyway and doesn't run away from the pain of being hated by the one you love. He will endure as long as she needs him. He is also willing to let go if it's better for her but ,as he says, he will never stop loving her.

This wouldn’t be the same in Western countries where a rape victim wouldn't be seen as tainted, and where girls don't wait until marriage to sleep with men, but it has a meaning in other parts of the world where some traditional patriarchal customs haven’t still disappearead as they should. Anyway, wherever you go, there’s still a long way to go until equality between men and women is really conquered. Even in Western countries many girls don’t denounce when they are raped because they fear to be under public scrutiny and that they may not be believed. They also fear their aggressors’ reactions ather the denounce or what may happen if they aren’t sent to jail.

Mustafa was in a hurry to build the new house and get married to his beautiful pure bride, but Kerim has all the patience in the world to live in rented and “shelter” houses that belong to others, with a group of family members around them, deprived of love or a woman's touch, and he fixes things gradually, step by step. It’s more about little details than great gestures.

Nearly a year passes by and he still endures, her contempt eats at him but he endures. Not only does he mend the little house but also the shed where he sleeps because his life is broken too, like the shed, due to what happend that night but also because of a terrible past he hasn't overcome.

Eventually, she starts to trust him but even when she starts to fall in love with him, she can’t stand a man’s touch, not even his, because of what happened to her and can’t wipe from her mind. That night hovers over their heads like a curse, it’s a curse for both of them.

Little details are important though, like seeing him plant flowers in their house's flower beds when they get to have a home of their own, or like her giving him a flower pot with forget-me-nots she planted herself when they are separated.

This is a man who did something terrible, works hard to redeem himself and on the way falls in love with a girl but doesn't get forgiveness or love just because this is his heart's desire. Somewhat like Sandor and Kylo, because they all did something really terrible, it's not just a trite plot device or a trope. As far as I can see, this is treated well in Fatmagul TV show, I hope it's treated well in ASOIAF if it's ever finished, and my wishful thinking wants to believe it may be treated well in Star Wars.

#fatmagul #series #kerim #writing #enemies to lovers #my meta

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eyecicles · 6 years

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My... My my... I need you to (pretty please if you want 🙏) elaborate on two things... Why do you say that Mello has a lot of money (bc mafia, duh. But do you think there could be something else?? As in an inheritance~ or am I just overthinking??) And why do you like Takada?????? So far there has been nothing appealing from her to me 😱 She's just meh ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ to me, so I'm curious 🙊

Nah, it’s really just because he’s with the mafia and his criminal activities in general. His plans - especially the thing we the missile - are obviously costly, and due to his high position I imagine that he commands over a lot of that money. Even later, when he’s with Matt, we see him having lots of electronic, high-tech devices, a motorbike, expensive looking clothes, etc., so...

About Kiyomi: I know that she as a character isn’t that easy to love, so to say, but I sympathise with her. Not only because how she gets used by Light, or because of the way she dies, but also because she is fairly intelligent despite what Near says - the plot doesn’t reward her for having her own thoughts, ideas, and intellectual skills in the slightest (which seems unfair to me). It actually doesn’t make much difference at all, since the plot doesn’t give any agency.

It just makes her seem like an easy to manipulate, snobby but kinda fancy-looking marionette. And I think people forget that’s because of the plot - not because she's brainless. For example, she actually questions most of what Light says & deep down seems to understand what he’s doing:

or here:

It’s quite heartbreaking, in my opinion.

It’s also shown again and again that Kiyomi has her own opinions too; she just hasn’t that much room for making her own decisions, does she? Even if she had, it’s obvious that she trusts Light - Light who has successfully manipulated & tricked most of our beloved characters. I don’t hold it against her in the slightest.

Another thing is that, unlike Light (minus his first murders), Misa, Mikami, Mello, or Higuchi, etc., Kiyomi his horrified by the idea of actually killing people herself:

Which is pretty refreshing, especially for someone on Kira’s side. She isn’t in it for herself either; she’s aware of the fact that Kira lowered the crime rate considerably & that he managed to get rid of wars entirely - and that’s why she supports him. Not because she thought it would benefit her in any way personally. I’m only mentioning this because she seems almost selfless (I don’t think she is) compared to most DN characters, haha.

Kiyomi’s pretty sincere too, in my opinion. The only times she’s kinda dishonest is when Light flatters her (she can’t openly accept it even though she enjoys it) - and that’s another reason I sympathise with her. She wants to be taken seriously; she’s proud of her looks and her achievements (and rightly so!), but her looks are not what she wants to be known for alone. She cares about her career, she wants to be useful, and she obviously wants a genuine relationship with Light. We see asking about Misa several times - it’s not like she wants to be a fling, or Light to cheat on Misa with her. It’s obvious that she’s serious about him (& I’m sure she’s in love with him).

I also think she’s pretty badass:

(Also, I might absolutely love Mello, but I would have killed him too in her place, haha, so that’s not something I hold against her either)

Last but not least:

I love her entire demeanor, haha. It’s a matter of taste, but I often like fashionable & haughty characters.

I don’t think you have to like her, I understand why people don’t but... I also think more people would like her more if they tried to, you know, sympathise with her a bit.

#answered #polyplogligo #I started liking her after realising how unpopular she was actually #because that's the reason I analysed her a bit more deeply in the first place #mello #kiyomi takada

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helloandwelcometomariasblog · 3 years

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Review #69: Love in the Moonlight

I was going to write about this drama after I finished the last episode, but I'm halfway through and I just can't contain myself anymore.

This drama is such a joke. I'm honestly laughing incredulously here. Well, I'm up to the part where Yoonsung goes to fetch Raon with a bunch of guards behind him to - in his own words to his dad - "test the depth of his feelings for her". What a joke. You know and I know and he knows and we all damn know that he's too soft hearted to hurt anyone. And the writer is expecting us to believe that he would hurt Raon? The girl he's in love with? The girl he would go against his long-term friend and family for? The only girl he's ever liked even after frequenting a hundred kisaengs? Yeah, right.

That is this writer's biggest downfall. They're just too much of a softie. I'm pretty sure this writer fell in love with their own characters, so much to the point where they're too mushy-hearted to do anything bad to them. This happens multiple times throughout the drama, I can't even count. Nothing bad EVER happens to the characters. Well, let me rephrase that. Nothing bad EVER lasts for long with these characters - because the writer just can't bear to see them suffer for long!

Think about it. EACH damn time Raon and Young have to go through a tearful and heart-wrenching separation, they just get back together in the next episode or even earlier. The writer can't pull through with their own storytelling. The separation of the two main characters is always presented in this intensely tear-jerking fashion as though it's the hardest thing they have to go through, but in less than an hour there the prince is AGAIN, and all I can do is sit here and cry out in frustration because there are no stakes! How are we as the audience supposed to be sad and emotionally invested and feel like their love is a life and death situation when it just really ISN'T?

The examples go on and on. Think about the time Byeongyeon sacrificed himself for Raon and the prince. (Don't worry, Raon's unbearable passivity is coming up in another huge post of its own.) I actually liked that scene. I mean, yeah I love Byeongyeon as a character (more than Raon for sure) but his death meant something. It was an incredibly meaningful moment. You could see how much love he had for the prince and the entire scene was done pretty well, including the dialogue. And then what happens? HE DOESN'T DIE. Like, really? Okay, so he got shot by several arrows (and one of them definitely hits very close to his vital organs) and gets slashed by a sword and he still LIVES? So a hundred other people who gets slashed just once in the drama all die but this dude LIVES? Oh please. I swear, the moment I saw him lying down getting taken care of I wanted to smash the wall. That's not how it works! When you do that, you totally destroy the meaningful scene that you initially set up. If he comes back to life so easily, what was his death for? What meaning does it hold now? Ultimately, it tells the audience that nothing really is at stake, and that all of the "important" characters will come out unscathed. Nothing bad will ever happen to them. And what does this do? It destroys every ounce of tension in the drama. Nobody in the audience is going to ever feel that the situation in the drama is a life and death situation. Because it isn't.

That's really bad writing. One of the first things I learned in my screenwriting class was that you gotta put your main character through hell and you gotta have zero sympathy. You have to keep making bad things happen to them. The moment you become a softie, the tension just goes splat. It's really got to feel like a life and death situation and the stakes have to feel REAL. At the moment, the drama does none of that.

That's why I had to stop watching and rant when Yoonsung (of course) takes out his sword and slays the guards. Of course. I wasn't expecting anything else anyways. Who in the world would even think Yoonsung would do something other than protect Raon? Well, for a second I guess I was kind of hopeful - but only for a second, because the drama of course ruined it as quickly as possible. The drama never lets things simmer and turn bad. The writer is too weak-hearted for that. They probably can't bear to see any of their characters suffer for long. So of course Yoonsung would take out his sword but of course it wouldn't be to harm Raon. Of course he would stop at the SLIGHTEST squeak from Raon and start slaying all of his guards lol. I was trying really hard from not typing lol but I really can't help it. It's just too incredulous.

If only the writer would pull through with their threats. If only they would actually let things go bad. Then the tension would rise and rise and the rubber band would be pulled and pulled tight until all that's left to do is for it to snap and all hell breaks loose, which is when you reach the story climax before the happy happy ending. Other dramas do this really well. Especially when they make the main couple break up for reasons outside their control. You really gotta milk that situation. But this drama just can't do that and has never done it. It's supposed to do that the most right now, when there are only so many episodes left until the end. However, the drama DOESN'T do that when it most needs to. I'm so frustrated.

Don't get me started on how much I hate Raon. Well, more like, how much I hate the way Raon is written by the writer. Raon used to be a great character in the beginning. But the moment she falls in love with the prince - well, let's say "falls in love" but where's the evidence that she even loves him? I could write ten pages on how much Raon doesn't love the prince and how passive and wide-eyed she is while the prince actually loves her and ACTS it out ALL the time. Okay, let's have a pause here, and I'll go watch the rest of the episode (well, try to) before going on another huge rant.

If you're going to do a sageuk, do it like 100 Days My Prince or don't do it at all. Or even like Scarlet Heart. At least the stakes there were huge. So many people actually died and the main girl was ACTUALLY tortured. The biggest advantage of sageuks (compared to modern dramas) are the fact that the situations can get really life-and-death. This drama didn't use any of that strong point. What a waste.

Okay. I just came back from watching the rest of Yoonsung's sudden attack on the guards and wow. I was not expecting HIM to die. After all that ranting I did up top about how the drama doesn't pull through and doesn't kill any of their important characters, this is kind of a huge blow. But I have to say, I don't understand why he had to die. When Byeongyeon sacrificed himself, it made all the sense in the world - with his sacrifice, he was able to save Raon, her dad, and even the prince. But didn't Yoonsung lead the guards to Raon himself? He then attacked the bunch of guards himself. Then you see Raon actually try to do something FINALLY but it might have been better if she hadn't done anything this time, cause he clearly got stabbed trying to save her. I guess I just wish his death was worth more than this. I really liked him as a character and I still feel like the drama did him dirty. He could have died a more meaningful death. Not like this.

Now everything is being wrapped up and I honestly feel like there was no real climax in this drama. Maybe it's coming up. Let's see. But from the look of things everything is being wrapped up like a pretty gift box with no imperfections. Have I also mentioned just how much I hate the fade out transitions in this drama? I honestly hate it. It feels like a cop out each time. It feels like a lazy cop out instead of following through with the action that is presented at the time.

As the drama wraps up, I gotta say that I've grown to really love the second female lead. I started off disliking her (just cause I liked the main couple too much back then) and thinking she was just a plot device but she's shown a lot of character throughout the time she was in the drama. SHE is the one who truly loved the prince and actually acted it out each time. And just as I say this, here we go again - the writer lets her off easy, making the king erase her princess-to-be history and ultimately making her sacrifice useless and bland. Sigh. Just LET people sacrifice and be selfless and just let the audience see and feel the deep worth in that! Why you gotta keep taking that away from us?!

I have finally finished the entire drama. I loved Young as a character and I love Park Bogum as the actor who acted him out. Young was BY FAR the best character in the drama, followed by Byeongyeon. Raon was annoying until the very end and even seeing her smile was annoying me. All I could think of was the fact that she was lifeless and had no personality and didn't even properly love the prince and even despite all that she was standing in front of him receiving his love. The prince deserves better.

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bartsugsy · 7 years

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I just wanna say, I'm so happy you're embracing your feelings towards Rebecca. It's just reached a whole other level of ridiculous now heh 😂😂😭😭.

this was probably the wrong (right?) time to send this message because i’ve been yelling about this theory all evening and….

i have some more Thoughts

ok, i think i sort of accidentally went back to trying to really fathom out her character again, but it always feels pointless, because i don’t know how we’re supposed to take her. i don’t know ultimately where her story should be or where it should be going. as far as i can tell, she’s there to further along robert’s story. that’s it. and that makes me annoyed because as much as i sort of just utterly despise her, why do i want to watch a female character help build up a male character without the writers even bothering to even try to make her character work in any kind of sensible way, or fleshed out, or even the slightest bit consistent? she’s so sloppily written and… you can sort of figure things out about her, but nothing that makes me understand why she is someone i would root for?

like. i just want to know what the writers think of her. are we supposed to really be that invested in her? and if so, why haven’t they tried harder to make that happen by making her seem like more of a real multi-faceted character? as opposed to someone who, until literally two days ago, has never made a decision that someone else didn’t influence.

i just don’t really know where they can take her? because now she seems to have realised how shitty robert treats her and i enjoyed her earlier this week, tearing a strip off of him and rejecting him because she deserved to have a scene like that, but…

idk i’ve spent a lot of time talking about her with people today and thinking through her very thinly constructed character and it feels like they’ve started to do a 180 - they’ve had her take a stand against robert, they’ve had her stand fast in this one decision that she’s made by herself, against what other people have told her (yes with the prompting from vic, but she’s stood by it, so i’m sort of giving it to her anyway, baby steps etc). is that the extent of her character arc? where else can she go from here?

rebecca spent years - 5? years? 6? - idolising robert. She thought she was in love with him and she thought that she was the only one who knew him. She thought she was his aaron, essentially - the one person in her family who knew he was the sort of person who would cheat on chrissie, who was allowed to see all of him. i think she thought that she was more special to him than chrissie, and in that, didn’t actually ever see the real him at all.

earlier today i accidentally rewatched the first rob/rebecca kiss - the one that happened the day before ssw, rob’s inexplicable way to prove to himself that he wasn’t going to cheat on aaron that still makes literally no sense to me and almost annoys me more than The Incident because of it, but is saved only by the fact that it had less than zero effect on the story. the things that that scene - and the scene before it - did establish were: robert treats rebecca like shit and rebecca doesn’t really seem to notice. she just lets his words and tone mostly roll off her, still presses forwards and tries to see if he’ll give into her. she doesn’t stop or give up at that scene either. he strings her along just enough that she can just sort of blankly ignore the shit he says to her otherwise, especially when she brings aaron up.

and i think she must be jealous of aaron. it’s the only way her story works, in all honesty. for her to think that she was always something special to robert and to slowly be forced, over the course of the months of her returning to the village, to understand that the person she spent years she was to robert is in fact aaron dingle.

that and she must think of robert in a slightly delusional way - she puts him on a pedastal, ignores a lot of the bad things about him in favour of the good, because he really does treat her like shit. he’s occassionally genuinely nice to her, cares about her just enough, but largely treats her like a play thing - someone he can use to get his own way. he has so little regard for her feelings and she makes it so easy for him, lets him treat her that way, that he just continues, has really no respect for her (as little respect for her as i imagine she has for herself).

but despite every shitty thing he’s ever done to her, still she wants him. even after they’ve ostensibly drawn a line under things, she still makes promises to him, still tries to help him, still tries to stay in his life and bribes him to help her and… for all that i think she spent so many years convinced she was the person who knew him best, i think she blithely ignores so much of him in favour of this idea of who she thinks he is in her head.

this is literally the only way i can make sense of her continued responses to him, alongside both his behaviour to her on show and his canonical behaviour to her previously.

(i’m not really sure what to say about the first abortion anymore, because it 100% seems like something robert would do and i always stood by that, but in the light of her talking quite calmly about it to chrissie and saying it was the right thing to do, i sort of wonder if maybe rebecca was just throwing it in robert’s face for shock value, if she didn’t put up quite the fight that was originally implied, if it seemed a lot more of a joint decision? or maybe it wasn’t, but rebecca still recognises retroactively that it was the right thing to do? she certainly doesn’t seem to blame robert for it or any trauma she’s suffered relating to it when speaking to chrissie? which makes me think that she was trying to hurt robert and blame it on him, more than anything else?

idk, i feel vaguely uncomfortable about this line of thinking, hilariously enough, because i always want to make sure i’m holding robert as accountable as possible to his numerous fuck ups, but i think canonically speaking this is no longer as big of a fuck up as we once were led to believe it was. and at least that makes a damn slight more sense that she’d still continue loving him, wanting him in that same blind way as she does when arrives in emmerdale. no much more sense, but some.)

ANYWAY BACK TO THE TOPIC AT HAND

so i think rebecca is in love with this idea of robert that she has in her head, and there are ways you can parallel that with aaron and his relationship with robert during the affair

the difference comes from the second thing we know about rebecca, which is that she’s very easily led - and has shown very little agency at any point during her time on the show. where aaron would fight back against robert, rebecca never has - until recently.

we see him time and time again openly manipulate her. i won’t go into detail because i’ve done it already. one or twice.

(me: rebecca is such a boring character. also me: writes literal dissertations on her PICK A SIDE LO smh)

(me: liked rebecca before the Incident. also me: now writes thousands of words on why her character doesn’t work HYPOCRACY EVERYWHERE)

(me: knows that the character i thought rebecca white was was someone who despite everything, would ultimately do the right thing by the people she cares about and was largely better than giving into drunk, awful robert’s ridiculous seduction and had mad respect for her when she initially walked away, but also knew that she could potentially be at the mercy of Plot. also me: has been dealing with that and having to realign my every notion on who rebecca white is ever since because i am an obvious slave to canon and if she honestly didn’t do anything wrong that night, why the hell did she try to walk away in the first place)

(me: apparently has never held robert sugden to the same standard. also me: loves him anyway bc at least when he’s doing terrible things the show either invests in redeeming him or acknowledges that his actions are terrible. it took a long time for me to even like his character the first time i watched it but i got there and that time and backstory and the fact that it was so in character makes it easier to sympathise with than rebecca the walking plot device. still think he acted worse of the two of them that night, but as always, that’s just my take on it. but at least he’s shown remorse. she’s done nothing but imply she’s as big a victim as aaron in all of this. which. no.)

A N Y W A Y

She has the least amount of agency of any fictional character I’ve ever scene, has never been able to make a decision for herself that wasn’t somehow influenced by someone else… until this week.

Rebecca decides once and for all to keep the baby. Again, yes, Vic had to prompt her to take that step, but she’s still learning, she’s not used to being a grown adult person but she can totally take care of a living breathing child.

she also, to my first point, has finally stopped buying robert’s bullshit. maybe it’s something about being pregnant and contemplating motherhood and one of his comments was just the straw that broke the camel’s back, but she’s been outright wary of him, completely unwilling to be around him, in a way she never was before.

so…. there we have it. character development, such that it is. is it satisfying? sort of….? but not really? there’s still not much else to her, is the thing. and where else does she have left to go? she’s found a spec of agency, she’s realised that her feelings of love weren’t for the actual flesh and blood robert sugden, but the version of him she has in her head.

she’s on a mission to get aaron to see the same (not aware that aaron knows far worse things about robert), despite her determination just one day before that she didn’t want to get involved.

but… again, where can this storyline develop that’s satisfying not only for robert and aaron but rebecca too?

it’s my firm belief that actually the most interesting direction to take her in would be to take her character development to the extreme - have her go out for revenge. become a character that grows from having no agency to taking every single drop of agency for herself and getting her own back at the man who she held in her heart for years, but turned around and crushed it

(around the time she realised that not even a baby would make him want to be with her)

everyone around her thinks she’s keeping the baby because she thinks it’ll win robert back. but if she’s keeping the baby for her and wants robert out of her hair for good, or wants to teach robert a lesson, or wants to take revenge because robert is eventually interested in the baby and still has basically no concern for her…

to be honest, with the way she was able to still look at robert, to let every horrible comment he’s said to her go and still want to be with him, still actively try to be with him despite being turned down repeatedly, it actually feels like a more believable direction for her character to take than anything else. because… that blind desperation has to come from somewhere. out and out villainise her - they’ve built seven months worth of backstory as to how and why she could be pushed to the extremes and it would make her a hell of a lot more interesting. hell, it would be better constructed as a dive into soap villainy than chrissie’s turn ever really was (which was ok, but extreme and pretty out of odds with the character we’d seen from her before - i really don’t mind though because i fucking loved her scheming overdramatic ass). plus, rebecca deserves to be able to put robert through some pain

(obviously not ultimately really hurt him in any way but, you know, still)

idk, it’s just. a more enjoyable concept. it would fit her character magnificantly, when all is said and done. she’s been so meek, so easily manipulated for such a long time, has made near on every decision around robert, that giving her this opportunity to really do a 180 and take is to a soapy extreme would be amazing.

will they do this? i’m assuming not? if we’re supposed to like rebecca???? and i still don’t really know if we are or not.

what could they do instead? a lot of things that are less interesting, probably. and less satisfying for all of the characters involved. like. i guess she’ll just plod along, hating robert but staying firm in her decision?

or maybe she’ll start liking robert again which would make no sense but i guess the plot means that everyone forgives everyone else on a soap in one way or another eventually, but when ‘not liking robert’ is actually a genuine part of her character development… idk, is that satisfying? is that a good thing for her character? because i don’t feel like it is and i don’t feel like she should like robert again. he doesn’t deserve it from her. and i don’t have any interest in watching him make it up to her.

i don’t know. it’s 2am now and i want to sleep. i feel like maybe i’d be able to start comfortably theorising about her if i knew whether or not we were supposed to like her character. i do know that… there are a couple of ways they could take this storyline that would be ok with me, but this is literally the only way i could think of that would help save rebecca’s character and still make sense -

- but i just don’t think, regardless of what we’re supposed to feel, they really care about her enough to worry if she makes sense or not, so. she could really go in any damn direction (and i’ll be here once more, scrambling to make sense of an illogical character all over again)

(see, this is why i know i should actually just give up)

#THIS IS PROBABLY NICER TO REBECCA THAN IT IS TO ROBERT IN SOME WAYS TBH #and it's as objective as i can get which isn't much but it's something #it's still coming from the place of someone who ships robron so u know #casual unapologetic bias and all that #emmerdale meta #ed #answering anons #also i need you all to know that this answer is just over 2.5k words long #and i'm posting it at 2am so no one is gonna read it #so many excellent life choices have been made on this day #i dont even want to try and spell check it ur all on ur own

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it makes me so sad that Naruto had so much potential and a lot of great elements in it for a great story but greed forced the story to be rushed. Whose greed idk but I personally feel like Kishimoto was rushed into creating a story that needed more time to develop so it turned out as Shitpuden instead of Shippuden when it could have been so bangin with more time. idk I'm sad and drinkin and needed to cry to a naruto soul. have a blessed day. deuces

So here’s the thing - lack of time isn’t what caused this manga’s problems. It ran for over 15 years and had 72 volumes by the time it was finished. In a way I actually think Naruto would have benefitted from less time because it would have required for tighter storytelling and omission of a lot of the random crap they decided to throw in. The war arc comprised something like 26% of the total story with very little to show for it.

I think the reason it feels like Naruto was rushed is because the pacing was absolutely terrible. So many things were dragged out and belabored for hundreds of chapters and then suddenly thrown into overdrive when the writers realized the manga was about to end and they needed to wrap everything up. Very few aspects of the manga were properly developed and resolved so nothing felt earned and the ending came off as sloppy. There are just so many things to dissect when it comes to answering the question of “Where did Naruto go wrong and why”. Fundamentally you have to realize that Kishimoto absolutely did not know where this story was going when he started it. He conceived this basic premise and had a general mold of what he wanted to do but there were still massive plot points he hadn’t worked out yet or even thought of when writing the first half of the series. This is why a lot of things don’t add up when put under even the slightest bit of scrutiny. Some of it is understandable - when you’re writing a story over the span of 15 years it’s going to be difficult to remember every little thing you’ve previously established. There were also things he decided would be good ideas later on down the line that required the story to contradict itself but he put it in anyway because he felt the payoff would be worth it. This created a pileup of plot holes, narrative inconsistencies, and retcons that undermine the power of the story and make worldbuilding a nightmare. Naruto is also chock full of inconsistent themes and morals that make it impossible for the viewer to really know what characters and goals are the “right” ones. Were told time and time again that child soldiers are a bad thing yet we just spent the first half of the manga watching the chunin exams where kids are literally pitted against each other in potentially deadly matches by the villages themselves. This makes literally every adult involved look like assholes that promote and abusive system yet were also told we should like these adults and root for them as well. It makes what were told impossible to reconcile with what we’re being shown. The root of many of Naruto’s problems is the fact that the manga tried to take on themes that it wasn’t prepared to address properly. They painted themselves into a corner - if we get rid of Ninja kids fighting that means we have to acknowledge that things like the academy and the chunin exams (and the previous hokage) are Bad™ which obviously we cannot afford to do. Also they simply didn’t want to put in the work into actually resolving the issues they created because it basically means dismantling the entire shinobi system they had spent 700 chapters fleshing out which lmao…..was never gonna happen. Frankly they probably should have just…..not brought a lot of this up in the first place OR brought it up much sooner so that earlier arcs could be amended accordingly. They also spent way too much time setting up things they never delivered on. One of the reasons Part I shines so bright if because it felt like it was headed somewhere. We were getting bits of backstory and little nuggets of development that implied a payoff was in sight. You were excited to see where everything would go but then it went….nowhere. Arcs were dropped completely. The Hyuga branch family storyline is a perfect example, they had all these pieces in place but only brought it up when the plot basically demanded it be brought up. Then they threw together a completely bullshit “resolution” to it during the war arc which was actually a complete insult to everyone involved, the audience included. It’s the very definition of wasted potential. In fact the majority of the Konoha 12 were shafted, Part I gave them disproportional development compared to the rest of the manga and most of them spent the majority of shippuden popping in and out of relevancy like some kind of fucked up development strobe light. Then they kept introducing more and more characters - which would have been fine if they actually knew how to balance the ones they already had. Only a handful had consistent characterization.Then we have the nightmare that is everything chapter 700 and beyond. It’s become an undeniable cesspool of fanservice hell which I would actually be okay with if the real core of the series had been properly resolved. I don’t really wanna see everyone chatting about what to give Naruto and Hinata for their contrived plot device completely irrelevant wedding when a.) Orochimaru’s still out there b.) Children are still being trained for combat c.) The cycle of hatred is one bad seed away from returning d.) the majority of the characters didn’t get the resolution they deserved. Trying to pretend everything is hunky dory when you’ve undermined everything these characters stood for leaves such a bad taste in my mouth. And you’re exactly right - Naruto did have so much potential and that’s what makes this whole thing so positively heart wrenching. This sound ridiculous but this story has always had a way of reaching inside me and grabbing a hold of every part of my soul. The main characters are a bunch of kids who were born into unfortunate circumstances but still dream so big and fight so hard for what they believe in. I love watching them grow and learn and struggle. Most of them are genuine and kind hearted and GOOD but are forced to navigate a fucked up world and find a slice of happiness for themselves within it. They support each other and lean on each other and work together to forge a better future and I HATE that kishimoto threw that all out the door for whatever it is we have now. He lost sight of what made this series great in the first place and tried to go too big and it really ran the series into the ground. I wanted to see these characters who have meant so much to me for so long treated with the respect they deserve and I just.....didn’t see that. It really blows.

#my text post #naruto #naruto meta #anonymous #kishimoto basically made everything up as he went a long #but im pretty sure fucking me over was always in his plan

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