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#and if the plot keeps being the exact same -apocalypse

trashcanwithsprinkles · 3 months

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Oop I seem to have started Conversations- xD

I wanted to add on a comment on declaring BitA my favourite, and it's the admission that I don't read Apocalypse AUs?

Like. Ever?

Or, well, I do *now*, since it does count, but I picked up BitA because of the lil bit that the Apocalypse was just the setting, it's a found fam speed run, and I have no regrets ^w^

(It also has probably my favorite Childe but that's because I'm a chili kinda guy and also very weak for 100% human non-powered competence Childe in AUs and BitA is just. Perfection on that front. Its a close call though- you generally write really good Childe)

actually you are so valid for that, for as much as i love apocalypse stories sometimes i'm like "how gritty / dark / edgy is the author going to make it...?" and simply turn away if it's too much. i feel like i do kinda prefer apocalypse as a setting and not the whole plot, hence babysitting being a found family speedrun instead hahaha

on the chili/zhongchi note, you reminded me of like- something very interesting i've noticed as i continue to stack up wips for those two,, i did mention earlier that sometimes in aus you have to choose whether to completely adhere to canon characterization and somehow find a way to explain it / integrate that within the au (which is sometimes easy), or choose to go for circumstancial character fidelity and stray slightly into ooc territory so the au makes sense (in cases where aus are far removed from canonverse and so, logically, if the characters didn't live through the exact same circumstances, then they wouldn't behave exactly the same).

so while writing those idiots i've come to notice that, in more canonverse-aligned stories or straight up just canonverse, i lean more towards zhongchi; whereas in non-canonverse aligned stories or, in this case, only babysitting since it's essentially a modern universe au (fully, since both are from the same time period, cyanide doesn't count on that front) i tend to lean more towards tartali/chili. even then i generally consider that like- the differences are subtle enough? where you could read it as both? that might just be me, it might just be the fact that i'd argue there's no actual top/bottom dynamic going on since there's no sexy times in any of my fics. but the point is- i think the one who changes the most is zhongli, because if you take off 6000+ years of experience and a whole ass war from his shoulders, no matter how inventive you make his backstory in a fantasyless modern au, you'll struggle to reach the necesary baggage in order to justify making him behave exactly like canonverse zhongli. and when you get a more humnan-like zhongli, and childe can stay mostly the same (he's so much easier to adapt to modern aus), and you keep them at a relatively similar age (you can kinda justify making zhongli more canon aligned if you give him several years over childe, but i'm not that much of a fan of writing the kind of age gap i feel you'd need for that? still, always an option), then you somehow end up tipping the dynamic out of zhongchi terrritory and into tartali/chili, which i find very funny and kinda interesting to think about. like if you put them on a relatively even playing field of life experience, childe definitely ends up being the more forward one of the two, hence it reads more like chili than zhongchi. of course this all mostly has to do with the way i personally write them, but still. afraid you'll only get more noticeably chili-aligned stories from me again if i end up writing another story with a fully human zhongli hahah

#aa sorry for the rambling #thank you <3 <3 #ily <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 #also you're so correct on the 100% human non-powered competence childe #he's so good

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kidflashimpulse · 1 year

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saw a post you made a while back answering an ask about YJA Bart's civvie life mirroring the comics, and i realized that comic Bart went straight into high school due to being 14 going on 15 when he came to the past, but YJA Bart was 12 going on 13, so he'd be in middle school for a little over a year first. so! an idea i thought i'd share: people mostly think he's Weird (derogatory) in middle school because that's where he goes through his biggest adjustment period. middle school is frustrating for him, but he manages. then high school happens and suddenly he's Mr Popularity bc 1) he's more used to being in school now, even if he still doesn't like it and high school is a different beast, 2) his West-Allen (and Meloni) related pretty genes have started to properly kick in (underrated Bart fact: he's supposed to be noticeably good-looking. like not just cute, but a Certified Pretty Boy. it gets brought up SO MUCH in his solo it's so funny) and he has a canon big growth spurt between 13 and 15, and 3) there's a ton of new ppl his age who have no established opinions of him the way others do. and like in the comics Bart hates the attention and keeps almost exclusively to his friends (one of my fave running gags is Bart being surrounded by people trying to get his attention and he just keeps doing what he's doing without engaging or even reacting barely at all)

omg anon…. this ask has given me the biggest smile ever because it just brings back so many memories of my first ever (drafted) fic ahhhhhhhh !!! especially because of the way it starts!! in middle school where he’s the certified weirdo!!! not that he minds it at all he’s more concerned with the whole concept of wtf even is school and how’s he supposed to be stuck in a classroom when he has more pressing issues like uh preventing an impending apocalypse?? lmfao but yes that first year/couple months is a huge adjustment period for him, at the very least in terms of school.

the thing is at least in my non-existent fic, i was really motivated to have carol and preston be the first civilians he befriended, which would be in middle school. But then I also want them (and others) to be his classmates throughout high school too! Cause u know, they’re the civilians we know that he interacts with and gets along. I don’t think the chances of that are too off because if they all live within the same district it would be reasonable to assume they’d attend the same high school? Like not the exact same class, but there r bound to be a few familiar faces. But that’s not rlly a problem for the concept that u outlined considering they’re his friends so the whole preconceived notion thing wouldn’t play much of a role in the first place (and if anything more accurately reflect the plot of how Carol befriends him and then at that point worries about popularity getting to him, like the impulse timeline was crazy fast (understandably ig)) . Also like yes, mirroring the comics he accidentally becomes quite popular lmfao but like u said it’s high school so it’s not without its totally dramatised plot issues (i could come up with way too many honestly they’re just so entertaining especially considering like how i mentioned he wants no part in it both intentionally as well as not lol) just like the impulse run!

Certified Pretty Boy huh that’s just as much as a trait to him as it is him having brown hair (which is always! suck it red hair truthers lmfao) but yes totally!! His genes have done him well and it’s obviously the reason why everyone is in love with him (looking at u Preston /j /srs)

basically, thank u for sharing your thoughts with us <3 cause it’s just so entertaining to think about all this!! I’m not even exaggerating i could come up with so many plots about his school experience i think there’s just so much room for potential and fun and it’s pretty amusing to think about. I would love to write a fic o. it specifically (side eye to that first fic lol) but unfortunately i’ve just got one brain and set of hands and can only really focus on one fic at a time 🫠 on the bright side i am planning on covering at least a little bit of his civvie life in the next chapter of AAIT (still in its really early stages so it’ll take a while, sorry) so if anyones interested in that, stay tuned lol

#YJ asks #bart allen #young justice #impulse #kid flash #yj #carol bucklen #preston lindsay

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tobiasdrake · 4 months

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Back on the road again. We're gonna find us a boat and crew.

Alright, we've stuffed our literate new bestie in a backpack and we're ready to go.

Looks like Garl is carrying her. That makes sense; He's physically strong and he has a huge pack for carrying his cookware and ingredients.

Just a quick pass by the "Mountains are nice" monster unapologetically stolen whole-ass from Chrono Trigger and we should be on our way to civilization.

Teaks was saying something about a broken lift, though? I'm not sure I--

...

Oh.

You know, I spotted the Sleeper earlier, but somehow I totally failed to recognize the incredible flaw in our plan to find a ship.

This is going to be a problem.

These mole people have an appreciably optimistic perspective on outsiders. "Oh, foreigners! They must be here to solve our problems!" is, like, anti-xenophobia.

I guess it's hard to distrust travelers when you live in a fantasy setting.

Garl, please do not volunteer our services before we know what the plot is. Maybe these people are a bunch of anus worms. You don't know.

Probably not, but still. Context. Let's find out what's going on first.

Was he mad that someone named him "Malkomud"? Sounds like a chocolate brand.

That sounds super important and he shouldn't be messing with those. Dragons are better left slumbering. When they wake up, it's a bad time for everybody.

I see where this is going. Kick Malkomud's teeth in and prevent Dragon Apocalypse. I'm sorry I called you a bunch of anus worms.

Oh, that's fun. So even if I don't care about him waking up a dragon and killing us all, it's now in my own self-interest to go kick his teeth in. He is now obstructing the A-Plot. You never want to obstruct the A-Plot. It will move through you if it must.

Okay, so I was right on the money about the anti-xenophobia. These might be the most on-the-nose Hapless RPG Villagers ever.

Guess we're heading down into the mine, then. While Teaks stays up here and scrutinizes the cattails.

You, uh. You keep doing that, Teaks. If you squint hard enough, maybe they'll do a trick.

SCREW YOU. You can't tell me what to do!

Wait a second, I snapped at Moraine back at the Academy for asking me to do this exact same thing.

Am I just a contrarian?

Okay, so it's not anti-xenophobia. They're just... super eager for this to be someone else's problem. They don't care whose.

So. Yeah. RPG villagers.

...is....

...is he going to....

Like.

Send the lift back down for us?

...

No?

<.< I'm beginning to think these people might, in fact, be anus worms.

Architecture's pretty, though. Carving puzzle blocks out of pure emerald might seem extravagant anywhere else but the raw emerald veins all over the place make clear that they're swimming in the stuff.

So there's a bit of old-school Legend of Zelda mixed up in this game's Chrono Trigger DNA. That's a neat combination of things. I like it.

So we get the wind bracelet and gain the ability to push those sliding blocks. This then empowers us to--

--beat the shit out of whatever this is now. It's so doofy. It almost looks like a cuddly puppy.

Oh my god, it is a cuddly puppy. Well, now I feel bad about beating the shit out of him. We went whole-hog on that thing. It was aweso--terrible. It was terrible.

She. She is a cuddly puppy.

Y'know, this is not how I anticipated the confrontation with the evil wizard would go. Am I being shamed right now?

Hey, don't give me that. She threw the first pu--

Actually, no. Due to the nature of the turn-based combat system, it's actually not possible for an opponent to throw a first punch. We are the aggressors in all encounters.

Huh.

...

I'm going to choose not to think about this and instead throw some more punches.

Damn right. Punches: thrown. Man, I am good at this hero shit.

...oh, fuck me. We've been beating up a metaphor for neurodivergence. Goddammit, we're the bad guys here.

I mean, he was going to wake up a dragon and kill us all so there's blame to go around. He sucks too, it's not just me. But still, there's really only one thing to do now.

WHAT'S UP, ANUS WORMS

I solved your dragon problem. Get the lift moving or Rockie will eat you all. I'm throwing one mole person off a cliff for every five minutes it's offline.

There we go. Now I'm good at this hero shit.

#sea of stars #drake plays sea of stars

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meanderingstar · 1 year

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Hi, I was wondering what you thought of Priory of the Orange Tree and if you're planning on reading the upcoming prequel?

I gave it 2.5-rounded-to-3 stars

honestly, I think the book was very mediocre. It took me a while to acknowledge that to myself because I wanted to like it very badly and was caught up in my own anticipation and hype, but I was very dissatisfied during my reread months ago. Please keep in mind, though, that these are purely my opinions; if I criticize something and someone else is able to overlook/enjoy it, it's fine.

Ultimately, I think the crux of my issue with the book is that a collection of interesting (albeit staple) ideas and in-depth research does not automatically translate to good storytelling.

Its pacing was abysmal - it was too long, it started too slowly and ended too fast, and it's genuinely bizarre that in a book with multiple kingdoms and a looming draconic apocalypse, we spend more than half the story following a single nation's daily court life + political intrigues that ultimately has no literal or thematic connection to the overarching plot and felt very disjointed and aimless as a result. It also wastes too much time on incessant filler descriptions about irrelevant details + scenarios that don't matter. When the grand finale against the Nameless One finally arrives, it lasts for less than a chapter and is resolved with embarrassing ease; I recently saw an ask that compared it to the final battle of Blood of Olympus, and that's a hilariously apt comparison. The book could and should have been trimmed down, because it could have been easily concluded in just half the page length.

It had an incredibly uneven and unbalanced focus: The West is given immensely more attention and pagetime than the East, which results in the latter seeming reactive, unimportant and vague in comparison. Many people have commented that dragons, despite being used to hype up the book pre-release, were minimally present in the story. The Pri/ory of the Or/ange Tree, despite giving the book its name, also plays an extremely negligible role in the story and barely receives any pagetime; it's also extremely ridiculous that a society of magic-wielding women whose entire purpose resolves around the Nameless One doesn't even fight in the final battle against him. Ead (I'll get to her in a bit, I have a lot to say) is the only one who gets a role. This is explained from an in-universe perspective, yes, but from a writer's perspective, my question is: what's the point of glorifying the Priory, of emphasizing the truth of Cleolind's history, if her legacy doesn't even matter to the plot beyond the actions of one member? I don't know if this is a criticism or a skeptical observation; take your pick.

The book also felt very flat, which was the most irritating aspect to me personally because I'm drawn to books based on their sheerness and the emotions they invoke, and while the language of this story was descriptive, the tone was dry, lifeless and monotonous. It had no sense of stakes and failed to invoke plausible surprise, tension or dread - characters having arguments is written with the exact same intensity as a world-ending apocalyptic battle. The Nameless One is an utterly lackluster villain: despite being told that he is terrifying, we don't feel it because the pov character (Ead) has a negligible emotional reaction; and he's defeated in less than a chapter with barely any difficulty.

Everything also felt far too convenient. The plot is full of ridiculous coincidences where characters just happen to stumble upon objects they need to find or people they need to meet - and so there's no actual sense of anticipation or active engagement. To give you some examples: Loth has to infect himself with a life-threatening, lethal plague to escape? No worries, it's just temporary, there's an easy cure that a group of people have vigorously hidden for 1000 years but he's given explicit directions to find. This results in a global, terminal plague seeming like nothing more than an aesthetical backdrop with no direct relevance to the story. A legendary sword has been missing for centuries, has been hunted for several queens to no avail, and is crucial to defeating the big bad dragon? No matter, it's conveniently connected to two characters despite no prior indication of such a relation, its vague location is almost instantly predicted and its precise location is directly fed to another character via a riddle that took her about two seconds to crack. Multiple nations with rivalries, cold wars, and deadly feuds are meant to ally together for an apocalyptic threat with no concrete evidence except for a random letter written by a woman who is regarded as a myth in one continent and almost completely unknown in another? It hardly matters because all of nations - I kid you not, ALL OF THEM - agree to ally with barely any conflict and without the traditionally established (as per our world and their own) pact of marriage. It's fine if these things happen once or twice; coincidences can be fun. But the plot of Pri/ory is not just laden with them, it's dependent on them. It would crumble without them.

Oh, and hardly anyone dies. A lethal plague, feuding kingdoms, fire-breathing dragons, a (poorly written) grand battle on the sea, and hardly anyone dies except for a few negligible side characters. Lmao.

The characters are stiff and abstract with little to no emotional resonance, at least not for me, which is a symptom of her descriptive but dry, overly formal tone, but also because 1) the author relied too heavily on broader concepts, aesthetics and superficial personalities to define and differentiate them, and 2) wrote a book with an incredibly uneven chapter focus between her povs. Her characters also had very similar internal voices: the vocabulary used and the way scenes/scenarios are described, for instance, are exactly the same in all their povs except certain instances with Niclays, despite their vastly different backgrounds and backstories.

I was very bored/dissatisfied with the pov characters in particular. Loth and Niclays were barely relevant to the plot and could easily be scrapped with little to no change to the overall story. Tane had the most potential: the combination of relentless ambition and haunting fear, the brief moment of greatness before the inevitable fall, and the grieving climb back to the sky was fascinating as a concept, although the dryness of the book obstructed its resonance. But she's constantly given the short end of the stick: she's barely present in the middle of the book and her relationships with people from the East are barely explored (eg: Susa's death, despite its importance to Tane's story, was utterly unimpactful to me because we barely knew Susa at all beyond what we are told about her relation to Tane). Even worse, although she's supposed to be one of the two main characters as a wielder of a jewel, her connection to the overarching story feels purely coincidental and disjointed. She had no arc of discovering the threat on her own the way characters from the West were afforded; instead, it's only due to her link to them that she becomes involved in the main plot at all. Loth tells her about the Nameless One, she and her dragon are used to heal Ead, and Ead explains the full situation and decides their course of action during the final battle. It's a massively uneven balance of narrative attention and respect, especially considering she's our only Eastern pov. This is repeated in the final battle, where she loses the sword which is retrieved by Ead; where she's unable to bear the Nameless One's voice even though Ead somehow knows how to respond to him. Tane's only able to properly succeed with Ead by her side; she's allowed no discovery or victory on her own.

Ead is probably the most irritating to me because 1) blatant authorial favoritism drives me bonkers, and 2) despite dominating this book's pagetime and clearly intended to be its main protagonist, she has no concrete personality to show for it. I loved her chapters the most and her pov the least: she, more than anyone else, is primarily defined by an Aesthetic because her narrative voice is incredibly flat and her characterization is vague and all over the place. The events that occur in her chapters are interesting in theory (although the writing remains deeply dry and unengaging) and she's the only character who's given the chance to Do Things, but that is even more aggravating because 1) she's simply not resonant or characterized enough to stand on her own and is therefore subsumed by her own story, and 2) several other characters get sidelined and disregarded to enhance her importance. She also had an incredibly static arc, imo: while her situation has changed by the end of the story (she is Prioress, in love with Sabran, saved the world, etc), her individual character has changed very little. And that's because her motivations are entirely external rather than internal: she reacts to the plot, but she's never actually affected by it. She has no journey of discovery and risk like Truyde (who was framed very weirdly by the book), arc of acceptance like Loth, or story of ambition, downfall and reclamation like Tane. I'm not saying any of these were written well, but the concepts were there and they could work for Ead as well. But she was, ultimately, stagnant. There's very little introspection, internal conflict or overarching goal for her as an individual; it's always in relation to the current plot, which arranges itself to accommodate her (eg: the moment there's a spark of tension between her love for Sabran and loyalty to the Pri/ory, it's revealed that the current Prioress wants to send her to Ungulus and murdered her mother. There's no tension or actual choice: leaving the Pri/ory to aid Virtudom is her only option, and it's conveniently the only moral one with no room for complexity or ambiguity. The isolationist plotline was also very arbitrary - we do not see Ead actually contemplating this policy in Inys, so her disagreement with Mita falls entirely flat; we don't see her contemplating it after she leaves the Pri/ory either, and so her proposal that she'll be able to "shape the future of the Pri/ory" to "ensure the stability of the new world" feels utterly random. Similarly, Ead becoming the Prioress at the end had no satisfaction or catharsis because 1) the Pri/ory barely played a role in the story, and 2) we only learn that Ead has always wanted to become a Red Damsel 150+ pages into the book. Nor does she consider becoming the Prioress/conducting a coup against Kalyba to save the Pri/ory until the queen of Lasia explicitly tells her that she'll be offered the position after they win. Compare it to Tane's overarching goal of becoming a dragonrider that drives so much of her arc, despite how flatly it's written; Ead is extremely scattered and lacking in comparison). Since she has the most pagetime and is clearly meant to be the protagonist, my irritation with her is more than the others.

I liked Sabran, though! Rulers burdened by their weight of their crowns, legacies built on dust and lies, selfhood devoured and finally reclaimed. However, when her arc reaches its pinnacle and she has to confront the truth of her family and her name ... the book falls flat. It seems like Sabran is barely affected by the reveal beyond "it will take time for me to come to terms with this". She argues for a few lines, and that's it. We're told that she's grappling with it, but we're not actually shown anything and it seems like she just moves on. And at the end, her proposal regarding abdication and succession change came from literally nowhere - she surprises Ead by saying "I have something to tell you" and surprises the reader as well because the last I checked, she was still struggling to accept the lies of her ancestry, and she led her people into war as their queen. Abdicating and removing the monarchial structure altogether is a huge decision that requires a lot of internal conflict and development that we're simply not shown; instead, we're merely informed of it once she's already made up her mind. It also feels extremely uncomfortable that the overhaul of an entire political system is limited to Sabran's own personal experience rather than, yk, an external exploration of how it affects the people who are being ruled. I also think the book would have also benefitted from her pov, at least for some specific scenes/a few specific chapters. Ead's perspective and observation has its own merit, yes, but I think it does Sabran a disservice to view her from a purely outside perspective and it lessens the impact of her arc. God knows she's more relevant to the actual story than Loth and Niclays.

One of the most potentially interesting concepts of the book to me was the intersection of history and mythmaking. However, I personally think it was executed quite shabbily? There is no proper build up or gradual uncovering or startling revelation: we are matter-of-factly informed of the truth right alongside the myth within the first 50 pages of the story. From an in-universe perspective, as mentioned before, Sabran, the descendant of Galian who staunchly believed in this lie all her life, is barely affected by the reveal. Nor is this publicly revealed to the nation as a whole; all we have is Sabran's promise that she'll eventually do it once the story is finished, so there's no proper collective impact, either. And to be really honest, how does this origin myth actually matter? I don't dispute the injustice that was inflicted on Cleolind's legacy on a personal level (although her true story is remembered and revered in the South) but how does this traditional gender dichotomy actually shape and impact the Bereth/net dynasty and Inysh society? Because as far as I can tell, it does not. Inys is a matrilineal queendom with no concept of gendered roles or customs with Cleolind as the sole, inconsistent exception. And frankly, in a world where gender is largely irrelevant, where misogyny doesn't exist, how does Cleolind get cast into such a traditionally gendered role (a "swooping waif" as Ead calls her) in the first place? I think Sh/annon wanted to explore patriarchal reconstructions of myths but also wanted a patriarchy-free society, and imo, those two ideas are pretty contradictory. Or maybe they're not, and it simply wasn't executed very well here. Either way, it ultimately felt scattered and illogical.

Religion and its differences across cultures is another major theme in the story, but I found its portrayal very surface-level. I'm agnostic, so take this with a grain of salt, but again, it feels as though Sh/annon mainly relied on aesthetics rather than exploring how it shaped her characters? Two instances where this was prominent pertained to Ead and Sabran. Sabran, by all accounts, is an extremely devout follower of her Faith and a devoted believer in the myth of Galian and Cleolind. Yet, like I mentioned, when she's actually confronted with the haunting reality of the truth, that her entire religion was a lie ... apart from a few lines here and there, she accepts it and moves on with mind-boggling ease. Another instance was Ead and her feelings for Sabran. Because honestly ... Sabran isn't just a queen of Virtudom, she is Virtudom. She is the descendant and the embodiment of a lie which she subscribes to entirely and which is the direct antithesis of the Pri/ory. Ead had to convert to remain at her court, she has called Ead's people and her beloved mentor "heretics" to her face, she commanded Ead to stop recounting the southern version of the story in favor of the Inysh version instead. The fact that Ead, a passionate follower of the Mother who holds the Inysh myth in contempt, falls so quickly for Sabran is simply bizarre. I might be forgetting, but I don't remember any guilt or anguish or fear or crisis of faith. Her love for Sabran seems entirely disconnected from virtually everything she is and everything she believes in. It could be an interesting dynamic, but the book didn't really explore or emphasize that. Maybe it's a personal issue for me, though.

That being said, I'm definitely reading ADO/FN. Despite Pri/ory's many flaws and lack of engagement, it was readable with some interesting (if staple) ideas and some genuinely beautiful lines/paragraphs; and I'm aware that it was Sh/annon's first book in the series and the genre of high fantasy. I'm also very partial to prequels, and from what I've seen regarding the world and characters of this one, it seems a lot more interesting and fairly promising. At the very least, I enjoyed her worldbuilding posts. Let's see.

Ik you sent me this weeks ago, sorry for answering so late! I'm planning on starting ADO/FN soon (probably tomorrow), so I figured I should probably write down my thoughts before I begin. Again, these are just my personal opinions and nobody has to necessarily agree or disagree!

#ask #my post #When all's said and done though...I'm glad this book did so well. I'm sure it opened a lot of doors in the industry and that's #extremely commendable despite what i personally think about it lol #tpotot #samantha shanon #complicated books

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twst-discourse-bot · 2 years

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And they are back at it.

https://www.tumblr.com/annathenerd/699108757319368704/people-going-he-may-not-be-the-same-as-frollo

On another note... I read the article that was made for it. The person isn't really critiquing TWST. Rather, they are saying to wait and see what else unfolds in the event before making more judgements. So the article author is actually thinking

I'm actually pleasantly surprised about the article turning out in that way, I'd like a link to it if you don't mind. I mean, my point from before still stands but it's nice that this was an exception, given how TWST was branded as the "Genderbent Disney Villain Otome Game" by the same genre of game journalists. But good on this one person, I'll give them their deserved credit.

Anyway, into the nonsense:

I honestly laughed at this because of the vague posting but I'll go ahead and avoid tooting my own horn and say that there are probably many people with similar thought processes to yours and mine and she likely was not subtweeting me after seeing the answers I gave earlier today. But that's not the important part, I'll just jump right into it because I'm getting sick and tired of the picking and choosing going on here, so why don't we go through ALL of the main Disney Villains featured in TWST and see how they measure up to someone like Frollo?

The Queen of Hearts? An authoritarian dictator who executes anyone who publicly disagrees with her or doesn't physically kiss the ground she walks on. Scar from the Lion King? A fratricidal insurrectionist and attempted child murderer who led his country to ruin after killing his brother, effectively dooming all of his subjects to a slow death via starvation. Ursula? A con artist who preys on young people's hopes and dreams to get what she wants out of them before trapping them in servitude and mutilating their bodies beyond recognition, in addition to being another insurrectionist who nearly succeeded after kidnapping a young princess who she conned in the past.

Jafar? The man behind the puppet ruler who attempted to marry a child/young girl, keep a person enslaved for the sake of selfishly abusing their power, and murder the young boy who tried to stop him. Evil Queen? Easy, child murderer (Snow White is apparently 14) who was jealous of her stepdaughter's beauty. Hades? Oof, what a list. Child murderer, insurrectionist via the release of apocalypse-level monsters, many, many times put defenseless humans at risk of being killed by more horrific monsters for the sake of retrying his murder attempt on said child from before, arguably fratricide, and keeping a woman enslaved and using her to seduce and trick said child again.

And Maleficent? Evil Girlboss herself, somehow not as bad as the others when I write it out, but technically child murder that escalated to full on murder. A more psychological villain than anything.

And that's just the Great Seven! But where, oh where, was dear Anna when the game was first released and the villain lineup was announced? That's right, she certainly wasn't here, talking about how the glorification of villains was the equivalent of endorsing their actions because of course she fucking wasn't. Because that's the exact opposite of what the game is doing.

The characters we interact with are only tangentially related to the villains via character design for the sake of making them recognizable/marketable and a handful of plot beats, with some having more taken from their inspiration than others. Take Leona and Vil vs Riddle and Idia as an example, though this will likely only make sense to JP server folks since CH. 6 was already released there. The former nearly follow the og stories to the T with some extra stuff slipped in, while the latter clearly have more originality to their stories that have nothing to do with the og properties.

And the fact that SHE of all people is condemning racist stereotypes has me HOWLING, who the hell do you think you are? After all the shit she's done. No one, LITERALLY NO ONE, is saying that Frollo should be redeemed. The whole fucking point of TWST is that the history is WRONG. It's either been tampered with in some way purposefully or the plots of the movies that we are fed through flashbacks are from an alternate world of some kind. But if she could think critically then she would know that already.

The spoilers talk was also out of nowhere so that's...cool, I guess. No one asked, but okay.

Also, the quotes she used just prove to me that she has no idea what the fuck she's talking about: “The Jester Judge. A judge who is said to have once existed in the city of flowers. He was very fair and always made the right decisions. A great man on par with the Great Seven.”//“It is said that even when the city was about to be taken over by villains, he returned peace to the city through fair judgment. Everyone who lives in the city of flowers respects him.” Literally nothing in those lines is saying anything about his (supposed) REAL actions. It's clearly a sanitized version of history and it was written that way INTENTIONALLY!! HOLY SHIT!!!

And she's acting like the biggest offense is people finding the new character attractive, like, that's the selling point of the fucking game. The marketing worked. People are going to find him attractive because he was drawn that way.

The reality vs. fiction debate has probably been going on since the dawn of literature and storytelling. If she genuinely thinks people are suddenly going to think that racism and sexism doesn't exist because of an ANIME CHARACTER, she's beyond psychiatric help. He's a collection of lines and blobs of color on a screen, his existence is not going to perpetuate racism or end it.

That she even has the NERVE to demand that people be "respectful" of her idiotic ranting is beyond me, entitled piece of shit. Man, I got angry writing this. Anyway, I've made my point.

Bitch just stop interacting with the game and the fandom if you're getting so upset over what's going on over here. You're not some valiant white knight who is going to end Disney's reign of terror by posting shitty OCs and virtue signaling on Tumblr. Better yet, same with all the other games and media you claim to like but just try to ruin for everybody else. Get a life and a different hobby.

#answered asks #evidence

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jimsmovieworld · 2 years

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NOWHERE- 1997 ⭐⭐⭐⭐

The final part of director Greg Araki's "Teenage Apocalypse Trilogy". He describes Nowhere as being "like 90210 on steroids".

Just like the his previous film "the doom generation", this stars James Duval but playing a different character this time. I mean he has a different name but is literally the exact same. Hes a mopey guy who keeps being cuckolded by his girlfriend but is secretly gay anyway so why does he care so much?

This film shows a day in the lives of a group of teenage friends living in Los Angeles.

Its every bit as weird as the previous film was and in some ways even weirder. The lifestyles they lead are pretty crazy, we see depictions of sex, suicide, endless drugs and fights, and a suspicious lizard man killing them off one by one with some kind of lizard gun.

I must say i really got a kick out of the lizard guy i thought that was brilliant. Movie covers the same kind of themes as the last, teenage alienation, drug addiction, depression etc....

I don't think its intended to be taken too seriously though. Its so far removed from reality it basically qualifies as sci-fi. So much of what happens in the movie is done for pure shock value and doesnt have to mean anything necessarily. Theres not really a set plot either, its just people hanging out.

The dialogue is pretty out there and its very hard to imagine people talking like this in real life. Some of the characters are cool but a lot of them are dark, horrible people.

The cast was surprisingly brilliant. Lots of people i love seeing in movies. Quite a few of them looked younger than id ever seen them look before, Nowhere came out before quite a few of them were famous. Movie features Christina Applegate, Rachel True, Mena Suvari, Beverly D'Angelo, Denise Richards, Shannon Doherty and Rose McGowan.

As a big fan of 90s movies, its cool to see so many 90s stars in the one film.

Heather Graham and Ryan Phillippe also star. They have a crazy scene where they go down on each other in a car and put chocolates in her. Madness.

Liked the experimental/art house feel to the movie. Some of the scenes look normal and then some are so oversaturated or weird looking, it creates an uneasy feeling. And some of the set designs are brilliant!

My favourite is this shot of Rachel True's character Mel in her room. Electric.

#nowhere #greg araki #movie #film #90s film #movie review #90s #cult movie #ryan phillippe #james duval #christina applegate #rachel true #heather graham #teen movie

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islamicbiotic · 1 year

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Sunset Overdrive:

-I first heard and seen this game promo’d back when the Xbox… the one after the 360…. Was being touted as the next thing in gaming. The game itself looked amazing and bombastic…. But it would be paywalled by a really expensive piece of hardware that I had no intention of buying. Flash-forward 8 years later, and a video titled “Whatever happened to Sunset Overdrive” came on one of my social feeds. The game looked interesting enough, and OP showed decent enough game footage. I mean, the reason why the game died with a whimper was because of deals that Insomniac had with Sony and Microsoft about other shit, and they couldn’t really keep up this new IP, which also happened to be ported to PC by now.

-I bought it for 10 bucks on the Steam Halloween sale.

-The video (and my actual experience playing the game) made no bones about Sunset wearing its inspirations on its sleeve. Everything from GTA to Jet Set Radio, along with that exact same “Anything Goes” attitude that Saints Row 3 and 4 reveled in. But the thing that made me love it was that it felt so West Coast. Everything, from the menus to the characters to the look of Sunset City feels very Californian in the best way possible, borrowing liberally from skate and West Coast punk vibes. The game itself is set in 2027, so in addition to this love-letter to SoCal punk, there are holographic signs across the city, as well as a monorail bisecting the entire thing.

-The plot and premise of the game feels very… Scott Pilgrim, but the West Coast vibe elevates it a cut above Hot Topic nerd bullshit. A zombie apocalypse brought on by the release of an energy drink called Overcharge is unleashed upon Sunset City, and you and the ragtag collection of gangs that you unite are the only ones who can either escape or stop it.

-The gameplay emphasizes movement across Sunset City, by using special surfaces that bounce (like air conditioners, umbrellas, and sunroofs, natch), or by grinding on rails and power lines (like Jet Set Radio). There’s a joy in setting up a waypoint, and then using that parkour and plotting each grind and leap across the city to get to your next objective.

-The weapons in this game all feel very distinct and have unique type advantages between enemies like zombies (the OD), enemy scavengers, and robots designed by the same corporation behind Overcharge. My personal favorite is the Firework Launcher (the one featured on the cover art).

-The acting and dialogue in this game are very strong, buoyed by performances by heavyweights Yuri Lowenthal (as the player), Laura Bailey (as various, but I love her rock bard, Wendy), and Tara Platt as my favorite character in the game, 4Kim, a college-age Girl Scout who has a merit badge for literally everything. Like Russell, from Up, but pretty! She’s… she’s called 4Kim because “Kim” shows up in her name 4 times.

-I called them gangs before, but the factions in this game are nothing more than overgrown high school cliques. The Oxfords are the nerds, the Bushido Scouts are the all-around overachievers, and the Fargarthians are the lower-caste nerds, and Las Catrinas are the cheerleaders (although some pretty-serious Latina cheerleaders in sugar-skull makeup, brandishing baseball bats).

-The music is also amazing, no wonder it got nominated at the Game Awards for Best Soundtrack. Honorable mention goes to “We’re Gonna Have a Party” for being a spiritual descendant of Blitzkrieg Bop.

-My least favorite parts of the game are the Amps and Overdrive system, as well as the mandatory tower defense sections that pop up when your resident scientist, Floyd, decides to set up a new base in a different part of town. The Amps and Overdrive system seem like overkill for a game that likes to streamline the process of killing large waves of enemies, and all for benefits that don’t seem as apparent or accessible as they should be, and the tower defense portions seem contradictory to Sunset Overdrive’s ethos of “keep yourself alive by moving as much as possible!”, if you’re going to have to defend 3 or 4 pieces of real estate all at once.

-In fact, I ended up quitting the game, just over this late-game mission where you have to stage a rock concert for a bunch of sick kids, and while the concert is happening, you have to defend a group of strategically-placed generators from zombies. The entire setup, gameplay-wise felt so counterintuitive, and I felt like I was close enough to the end, that I felt justified in quitting.

-In closing, as games go, it wasn’t something I waited years for, like say, NEO TWEWY, but I’m… pretty ok that I sated my curiosity from high school.

7.9/10

#sunset overdrive

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careful-pyromancer · 2 years

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Hi Cass!!! I'm sorry you're having a shitty day. Here's some STS questions to maybe distract you!

Is there a particular scene you're looking forwards to writing?

What is your favorite character dynamic to write? (general or specific)

Summarize your WIP plot as badly as possible.

What is your preferred POV to write in?

What would your characters do if they found a box of stray kittens?

~Morri🗡 (@memento-morri-writes)

thank you morri!! 🫂

I'm so excited to write the scene where Castien falls off his dragon for real and Wednesday saves his ass (and that's the exact moment they're like "IM IN LOVW WITH THIS IDIOT? W H Y") and the scene where Noxys gets her first proper bath and Hates It (castien takes after her quite a bit) and also eden seeing the outside world for the first time

my favorite dynamic to write is probably duos who make a perfect team, bicker like a married couple, and our so SO stupid when it comes to everything else

Chronicles of Avalon: local chosen ones scramble to stop the apocalypse and one guy is just the worst

Lab Rat: like portal but if there were never ending hallways and spooky rooms and also everything wants to bite your head off

The day we dissapeared: ghost with amnesia accidentally solves everyone's problems by being a cinnamon roll

resisting the knife: the queen keeps getting attacked by a VERY pissed off owl

sparrows flight: like ghost adventures but there are queer teens learning life lessons from almost dying

my preferred POV is 3rd omniscient so im challenging that with sparrows flight AAAAA so far so good

castien would adopt literally all of the kittens, same goes for most of my ocs DHDBD

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Welcome to Raccoon City

I won't fucking lie Welcome to Raccoon City was pretty fuckin good. I wasn't sold on the entirety of it- the storyline and pacing is a little messy but compared to every installment of the original series it's an absolute godsend. I also enjoy that they give multiple characters just as much volume as they have in the games so no one person stands out as The Main Character, which is especially nice considering they made the honestly perfect move of sorta mixing the first two games into the plot. Because both games are very puzzle heavy and lengthy on their own it's a nice to have both stories touched on in tandem and even brought together for a new ending and it's done well enough I really don't give a damn that it's not true to the games completely.

This movie is also just funny which is something I didn't realize I missed so much from the original run. The cow at the end was a great touch both comedically and effect-wise; I've never really seen anything like it. The soundtrack adds to this immensely imo. The scene with things reaching the police station was so fantastic with the music coming and going to accentuate the content of the shot it's truly a masterful bit.

I also think it's really cool that they messed around with designs of both living and zombie characters. I'd assume the doctor near the end is a G-Virus infectee based on the highlights of his design and I kind of prefer his look to that of the ones in game (the giant eyeball wigs me out). Even if he's not it's still a good look and there's a lot of little touches both in his design and other small details along the way that lend to my opinion that people working on this movie just gave more of a shit than anyone working one the original movies. In addition the casting is just lovely and I like that they found someone who doesn't look anything like Leon Kennedy yet still has the exact same Vibe to his look (Avan Jogia is so cute and hot at the same time he's perfect for the part). As a side note I don't think he even has any lines but I noticed Nathan Dales was in the movie and I was so surprised to see him until I learned the movie was filmed in Canada, and it was delightful to see someone less Hollywood based that I could recognize.

Because of its numerous differences from both the tone and adherence to game material that the original series had I'm overall not surprised that this movie received such poor critical reception. Gamers really love to hate on video game movies mostly on the basis of them being movies and not being perfectly in line with the games (because that would be sooooo interesting to invest an hour or two in watching /sarcastic), and people that enjoyed the original series hate the fact that Mila Jovavich isn't in it and it's nothing like the original movies. Neither of these are really very valid critiques- A movie isn't a game and to bring it to a wider audience and keep run time down you have to sacrifice some detail/alter story to fit, and the Mila Jovavich Resident Evil series was boring and pandering and sucked overall.

As far as video game movies go this one's a win in my book, to be perfectly honest. While some critics give the movie shit for a lack of character development I would personally love to put them in a zombie apocalypse situation and see who well their character develops. Not only do I think they're just nitpicking I also think they're looking for something that can't form naturally from the script and to force some touching/growth filled scene into the mix would be more detrimental than just shutting the fuck up and watching the zombie movie as is.

It's not a perfect movie and I wouldn't claim it to be but the idea that it's worse than literally any installment of the original series is horseshit and those who hold the idea need better taste. I'm usually not so adamant in my opinion but fuck, man, I didn't sit through six Resident Evil movies bored out of my mind and angry at all the major fuck ups they make for the sake of looking cool just to not be honest and say they're shit.

#it's not even fuck ups in regards to the game lore or some shit #it's timeline and established character flaws in a MAJOR way #it's just Bad #resident evil #media talk #spiced

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its-rael · 3 years

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I was going to wait until I had finished doing all the concept sketches for this but uh, I’m lazy so here take it as it is I’ll keep adding surely surely.

-LONG POST-

AU where the hermits fall into the boatem hole with no way to fly out because of some event that happens - maybe an apocalypse, maybe everyone just goes apeshit, who knows - and they all get messed up heads from falling in the void and passing out n fun stuff like that. They ‘land’ - idk how this would work without them dying lol - in a semi futuristic city which for now let’s just call it Boateqm (silent q). The hermit crabs would also fall at different rates therefore appear in the city at different times. So where do they end up?

Hospital gang:

Etho wakes up in a hospital bed with no memories - most of them will wake up with no memories btw - his doctor/nurse (this hospital may be understaffed) Tango asks him a bunch of questions then has to go see another patient. Etho is seen by a certain Bdubs who had just finished visiting his buddy Scar -will get to him next- in the bed next door. Bdubs walks back to notify Scar, a fashion designer, that the guy in the bed across would make a great model, just look at the striking hair! And the red eye! He opens the curtains on the side and Scar gets a look. He asks if Etho would like to be hired. Etho is to say the least very confused and on the verge of a panic attack that never quite seems to happen so he’s in a weird kind of limbo anyway it is now that his doctor/nurse Tango comes back and having overheard the conversation suggests it would be a good idea. The hospital can only take custody of Etho for so long, might as well start earning money now so he doesn’t become homeless. Etho is still very confused. So Tango just agrees to the job for him as his caretaker lol, and besides Scar comes here kinda often so Tango trusts him. Anyway Etho’s true passions he discovers are synthesisers, breeding horses with Bdubs and finding elaborate ways to do tax evasion. A simple man.

Scar is in the hospital because he got SCAR (hehe) from walking into a glass door in his super fancy house, which he owns because he’s a super fucking rich fashion designer of his own label Scara (this is not the first time he’s walked into a glass door). Scar refuses to go to a rich people hospital tho cause 1) he cares about healthcare and wants more funds to go to lower grade hospitals 2) Tango is his mate, and needs a goddam raise. But yeah, very successful, ran for mayor once but someone really didn’t like that which resulted in another hospital visit. Mans in the wars. One hospital visit he got really inspired by the fabric and stuff there so he had a line of clothes that were hospital inspired one time, in turn making hospital inspired garb very trendy for a bit. What a mad lad. Ideas man. Some would call him a genius if he didn’t keep on walking into glass doors n shit. Scar woke up in the back room of a small tailoring shop owned by a nice old couple who took him under their wing. He thanks them in every award speech, and whenever he’s in the area make sure to stop by and give them presents. His side hobby is gardening.

When Tango came to, he was lying on the footpath of a quiet street in the suburbs just out from the main city. Gorgeous day, golden hour, pretty houses, very aesthetic. He also had a leg injury, fuck. So Tango did what anyone would do: hobbled to the nearest house, asked in the nicest way he could under a lot of stress (so he kinda yelled) for a first aid kit, and performed surgery on himself atop the nice families dinner table. The nice family turned out to have called the police and an ambulance, who showed up just as Tango was wrapping up his leg with a bandage and took him away to the police on a stretcher. This debacle got him a leading story on the local newspaper: ‘Man performs surgery on himself after waking up with no memories and a leg injury’. After being questioned by the police, they decide they can’t really charge someone with amnesia and no money with anything like breaking and entering (he did knock and they did let him in) or property damage (blood on the carpet). The paramedics are stunned at his surgery, so they tell the police to take him to the nearest hospital and get him hired there, he could save so many lives. He gets hired by the head doctor after an examination of the surgery. The head doctor doesn’t really care that Tango doesn’t have any records or anything, the hospital is understaffed and Tango seems like an Angel sent down from the heavens to him. Tango is very very good at his job. So good that he gets offered a job at a far better paying hospital which he takes, then soon drops because he prefers the chaos of his old job much better.

Tango found Impulse extremely dehydrated, looking like death, wandering outside his flat one night, so he carried the man inside and saved his life. Now they are flat mates, and Impulse works in a tech store - an upgrade from working at a service station previously.

Bdubs woke up in an inner city park at night, homeless, broke, and in the company of other homeless and broke people. He built his way to success, got luckily hired by some rich asshole to mow their lawns plural - the rich asshole didn’t ask much questions, he just saw a poor man criticising the way a park had been landscaped to an old guy in a caravan and though it was good enough, seeing as the last one quit - and Bdubs didn’t mind too much, because the rich assholes property was really gorgeous. Once Bdubs was able to say he had work experience and wasn’t homeless he started babysitting the kids in the neighbourhood, pretty good money. Plus the kids love him, and everyone he meets loves him, he's just a nice guy. He met Scar because he had to purchase a suit for a kids birthday party, so he went to the cute little tailors shop he always walked past on the way to his favourite cute little gardening supplies shop. By now Bdubs had been promoted to part time gardener - the job is shared - and started working on and off at a building firm. They become besties, turns out Scar is also really into gardening etc etc. Eventually Bdubs becomes an architect, mainly designing for city contractors n such but occasionally designer homes, like the one he did for Scar.

Mumbo and Grian wake up in the hospital around the same time that Etho is still there, however Etho has been awake longer, and should really find a place to stay soon now that he’s got a steady job. Since - ok plot point here - the two are in the exact situation that Etho found himself in, he starts to feel like something weird is going on. Mumbo and Grian take a lot longer to recover than Etho did, and the two become hospital bed neighbor buddies. When they finally recover Scar offers them a temporary place to stay at his house while they find work. Tango gets Impulse to put in a good word for Mumbo at his work.

Nomads:

TFC is an old man who lives in a caravan off the money he made being a very successful miner, he now collects pretty shiny rocks and gems and stuff to give to kids. He’s like an all year round caravan Santa and wise old mystical figure. Dope.

Joe is a humble man who likes to wander. He’s never had a home, but if he needs anything he’ll go to TFC’s caravan or a homeless shelter or something. But he isn’t sad or anything, he really likes the freedom of being a simple wanderer.

Others:

Keralis is a business partner of Bdubs. Kerlalis is mega stonks. He was one of the first to land, had a big diamond in his pocket, bought shares in a company that blew up soon after and now he is really fucking rich.

Doc and Ren are the only ones who remember anything, and they arrive at the same time. Doc manages to keep his cool, but Ren loses his shit and gets thrown in a mental institution. Doc spends some time trying to get Ren out, and after a final success and laying low for a bit the two seek to bring all the hermits together.

Pearl ends up working in Bdubs building company.

Beef works in a music shop -sells records and instruments- and he starts up a record label out back after his boss retires and passes the shop onto him.

And yeah I don’t really know the other Hermits that well was hoping some of ya’ll could help me find places for them in this city :) don’t really know how to format this either so maybe some input would be nice, just wanted to get the idea out hehehe

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themauvesoul · 3 years

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Bestie,,, please explain about fixing season 8 with mpreg dean,,, I am Intrigued

Ok so. This will make a lot more sense if y’all have seen wynonna Earp but. Deans motive in s8 is to End It All, right? Like his logic is seal up hell -> mop up the rest of the demons on earth -> bada bing bada boom no more problems. Only like. That doesn’t really track? Necessarily? Like dean keeps repeating it’ll be over it’ll be over but like. What’s over. Their hunting careers? The leftovers of the apocalypse?? The endless cycle of grief and loss and misery Sam and dean find themselves trapped in????? Like the reason s8 is so weak for me is partially BECAUSE deans motives are so vague and undefined.

Now before I explain this next bit I need to explain a plot point from wynonna Earp s2. So like. Wynonna Earp is cursed. With the Earp Curse. Which I am not going to explain but basically it passes down through the blood. Wynonna inherited it from her dad when he failed to lift it before he died. That’s like. The premise of the show. And in s2, wynonna gets pregnant for reasons. And like. Before she got pregnant, wynonna didn’t really give that much of a shit about the curse. Like she was just sort of playing along. She never really got into BREAKING the curse because at first she didn’t really give a shit but then as the show progressed she’s like. Invested part of her identity in BEING cursed. She’s the fucking Earp heir!! Watch out bitches!!

Only now she’s pregnant. And she’s suddenly facing the distinct and very real possibility that if she DOESNT break the curse, she’s gonna pass it on to her baby. And like. She didn’t WANT a baby, not really, but she can’t do that. The curse is ending with her, one way or another. So like. In s2 after wynonna gets pregnant shit gets down to the WIRE. she gets desperate! She’s doing everything within her power to break the curse and save her baby!! She’s going up against insanely powerful monsters while NINE MONTHS PREGNANT because she’s THAT dedicated to giving her kid a better life than what she had!!!

So like. Take that knowledge and think abt s8 dean. Like. In a way the winchesters are cursed. They’re the main characters. The plot is ALWAYS happening to them. And honestly? Dean was mostly fine with it. Like sure, he’s miserable, but he’s long past the point where he’s started to define himself as the Righteous Man, Saver Of The World. Dean on his own would happily go on being a miserable victim of the plot for the rest of his life, because he derives meaning and identity from it.

But now he’s pregnant. And he’s suddenly facing the very real and distinct possibility of bringing a baby into a world where he’s got beef with every evil thing under the sun. His baby is gonna be the grand prize for every demon that manages to worm its way topside. And on top of that, deans bringing a baby into HIS life. Where dean is desperately unhappy and trapped in a constant cycle of death and loss and grief. Where dean just has terrible thing after terrible thing happen to him. And suddenly, he isn’t content to let himself be victimized by his own plot relevancy. The curse has to end. For the sake of his baby.

So NOW dean has a lil fire under the belly, so to speak. He’s gonna do anything and everything in his power to make the world a better place for his baby. He’s getting Out, he’s seriously kicking around the idea of retiring, and he ain’t about to leave his enemies to live another day and come back swinging when he’s vulnerable. And sure, monsters aren’t exactly friendly, but deans most dangerous enemies have always been demons. And so. He’s gonna close the gates of hell. Might even close the gates of heaven, while he’s at it. He’s gonna do anything and everything to make sure that this baby has it better than he ever did.

So like. Deans taking on monsters right up until his due date. He’s running himself ragged. He’s running everyone around him ragged. He ain’t stopping until hell is closed and heaven is locked up and he’s gonna do it fast, because he’s on a time limit. Aint no way in hell he’s waiting to finish this thing until after the baby comes. And so. The curse ends here. One way or another.

The other thing that happens at the end of s2 of wynonna Earp is she actually ends up sending her baby away. And I think dean would do the same thing. Like it would kill him on the inside, but he would think about all the people that want him dead, and he’d think about how it was growing up with John dragging him and Sam around, and he’d be like. I have to give my baby up. It’s the best thing I can possibly do for it. Anyways I’m literally begging u all to stream wynonna Earp just so u can see the scene right after wynonna gives birth and is holding her baby and she’s like. Full on sobbing while saying I don’t wanna do it. Please don’t make me do it. While her sister is like. Wynonna we have to get the baby out of here. Literal TEARS in my EYES. And thinking abt dean doing the exact same thing has me on the edge of a mental breakdown

#it’s also juicy bc that scene where dean is convincing sam to stop the trials bc he’ll die #turns into a choice. what will you choose to save dean. your unborn child? or your brother; who’s more like your son

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worldsover · 3 years

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Judgement to the Desiccated ft. Karina

length ✦ 5573

genres ✧ sm type future; asphyxiation; blackmail; virtual_servant!Karina;

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Air did a poor job of not being polluted so Lee Soo Man flooded the world instead. The man himself certainly must be long gone and could not have been in charge of that decision but the legacy of his company far exceeds the legacy of any other human collective in history. Once on this planet, gas was the fluid of choice for respiration and breathing was an unconscious reflex. Now there’s Aether by SM. How very on-brand of them to have the liquid air you breathe follow perfume naming conventions.

Open your eyes and exit the sleeping chamber. Aether has you work for each inhalation, it desaturates the color of the bedroom—maybe there’s a subtle but uncomfortable tinge of yellow—and it makes your nose itch. Your muscles wield much less force than they used to because of the lack of resistance the fluid provides. Moreover, it smells like hairspray as though the ozone layer is taking sardonic revenge.

Screens impersonating windows track your eyes to ensure realistic parallax, playing the scene of divine blue heavens that could not exist. An azure sky is a reward for those planets that have an atmosphere and a sun for light to scatter. Your walls are either chrome or drywall white and your whole bedroom is plainly decorated just like the day you moved in.

“Etymology of bedroom,” you think out loud, though it falls on no ears.

“Bedroom is a compound noun consisting of bed and room. Bed goes back to Old English bedd ‘sleeping place, plot of ground prepared for plants,’ which goes back to the Germanic-”

Plants and sleep are both strong words to use nowadays. The former doesn’t exist in nature and it seems you’re the only one who bothers with the latter. Faint buzzing distracts you from the AI’s response and signals you to the nano drones that swim throughout the liquid to process carbon dioxide from your lungs. This whole ordeal could’ve been much worse if you didn’t have brain interfaces doing the hard part of controlling your diaphragm. The most you need is a purposeful thought. Still, it gets tiring having to think the same thought every three seconds. In. Out.

Was the metaphorical Soo Man teaching a lesson in perseverance? You love K-pop and imagine it’s how trainees used to practice dancing, singing, being charismatic. Being an idol had to be as natural as breathing air. Inhale and exhale. Right now with any antiquated programming language you clung on to, you could write a single for loop that did the same job. For every three seconds: breathe in, breathe out.

“What’s for breakfast today?” Not loud enough. “What’s for breakfast?” you think it louder.

“Welcome, master. Ae-Karina is ready for service.” It’s quite a kindness for SM to blur the bland dystopia you live in by augmenting reality through your neural device. A bosomy woman in a gold-lined but otherwise modest maid outfit appears from the corner of your eye and she bows. Ae-Karina is bewitching and almost becoming of her basis as its graphics have gradually upgraded over the rotations but you wouldn’t misconstrue the avatar as human.

“I said, what’s for breakfast!” It feels impolite to scream in your head, there’s other residents there, but finally the fridge lights up.

“Of course master. May I remind you eating is unnecessary?”

In. Out. Every day, she does remind you, yes. How kind of the company to put all your nutritional requirements in the new air. Aether goes in then Aether goes out. You wish the thoughts of breathing could fade into the background but they’re just like your cravings for food. Always hungry but never starving, whole though not once satisfied. Your eyes pause at her gorgeous face and she tells you there’s bacon. Take it from your fridge. Bacon goes in. Well, the drones take care of the out.

Your assigned living space is the entire 207th floor of a tower. Two hundred and seven floors below the surface. The neighbor a few floors upstairs says that he thinks living deeper is a sign of status. What a luxury. That guy should check the status of his facial muscles, maybe improve his code that lets him tell lies while he’s at it. A couple hundred flights of stairs to swim up is a useless skeuomorphism of skyscrapers in the days of the sun. In fact they were more than useless, you would've preferred a single vertical hallway as it would have let you propel upwards unimpeded. Each floor is the exact same, a glass door that affords no privacy for its residence, a false tree on each side. At the upper levels, malls, convenience stores and other gaudy retail, but it’s the gyms that mock you that you mock in return. They’re always empty.

Finally reaching the top is no true break even if it is a change in scenery. Inhale. Aether tastes a little different up here. Exhale. Can’t say you like it.

Countless satellites form a parody of the star from which the planet flew away, the false image refracted by the upper boundary of Aether. They can’t take away your memories of this star. Looking up at the sky once blinded you with ultraviolet radiation, burning your cornea. It was beautiful. Now everyone’s decided that if they’re playing the part of corporate dystopia, they might as well fit the aesthetic. In a way, it’s self-fulfilling. They wouldn’t have chosen a neon pink sun to compliment the blue and metallic gloom of the cityscape if it weren’t so ingrained in popular media already.

Still, you would’ve expected Google or Walmart to become the megacorp responsible for the state of the world, not a Korean entertainment company. Must’ve been quite the red paperclip scenario. Instead of material design or utilitarian architecture, tacky artistic structures line the streets. The same advertisements for albums that they’ve been selling for the past however long. It's all so obvious, the city could've been designed from scratch to accommodate new forms of travel and goddamn liquid air but instead they went with futuristic Tokyo.

Dubstep permeates your inner ear implants. A notification informs your thoughts that it’s “Hip-hop EDM dance pop with a strong jungle house groove and urban influences.” It’s dubstep. Liquid carries barely any sound so SM affords the option for implants if you're nostalgic for one of the senses. Even though it’s a slower form of communication than direct neural transfer, the noise comforts you. Of course the company would choose dubstep as their background music, but maybe they make money off refunds somehow. It switches to Ice Cream Cake. Much better.

You walk the not so busy roads towards a short brick warehouse in the distance and heavy rain soaks your clothes. No such thing as weather without the sun and water but it’s all simulated anyway.

A warm Seulgi adlib and you know it’s Psycho that starts playing. No, none of your senses are real. The most you could trust is your vision but even that’s being lied to. You could be living in a vat and fed all these thoughts, but then why make it so mediocre? Not paradise, nor torture but a lukewarm in-between. Guess that's what happens when SM Entertainment manages the post-apocalypse. Good on them for trying. The alternative would be a frozen hellscape without solar radiation. Can’t deny their work with geothermal and nuclear energy to keep the Aether warm so that you didn’t have to live underground for the rest of human history. It’s quite great PR to save humanity.

“Hey now, we’ll be okay,” repeats a few more times than you remember.

The Idea Factory Alpha White Delta Green says the neon tubes lighting the front of the brick and mortar building. Your ID card bears a name but it’s not yours, not until they approve your name change. Those usually get processed faster with how often people liked changing their names.

Sit at a desk with a sterile white keyboard and slick new monitor. Type and empty words appear on the screen: “Think for the many, not for the one. We need to think ahead.” A thumbs up. The company appreciates the input. That’s probably enough work for one day. Some SNSD live stages help the time pass, SM certainly appreciated the streaming numbers and it would net you some social points.

It’s hard to say what comes to mind when they ask you to envision a world without the sun and air, especially since it’s what you’ve known for... Two hundred years? There’s no frame of reference, that much you can tell from when you counted seconds to see how often the satellites completed their orbit. SM really took time to have them propel at random speeds, they love withholding sensitive information like that from citizens. To be fair, time is sensitive. Guess the meaning of that phrase changes like all parts of language.

Look around. Dozens of employees at identical workspaces all try to answer the same questions. Naturally, there’s no need for manual labor anymore but there will never be a replacement for human ingenuity. Nice slogan but you know you’re only here for data. Can’t see a need for customer retention though—what’s the alternative, skip Earth? See you on another planet?

“Hey bro, you come up with anything new?” Dave says. Two desks away, you see the enthusiastic, surprisingly spry man play around with a Newton’s cradle. The balls at each end bounce back and forth, not slowing down their rhythm any time soon.

“I think I got something,” you say, “Earth is not the answer. It can’t be, long term.”

“Ooh, I like that. Actually, I really like that.”

“What are you gonna do, copy me?”

“Of course not. You know how much SM hates plagiarism.” Click. Clack.

“Ha. As if there’s a single original thought left in the world.” Click. Clack. The imaginary sounds of metal spheres bouncing play in your mind. They got the volume wrong, no way it’d sound that loud from that distance. “You’d think with all their resources, they’d have figured out space travel by now.”

“I don’t think they want to leave, bro. Wouldn’t be great for profits.”

Your mouth opens to laugh and causes laugh8942.mp3 to play in Dave’s head. “I love it. SM probably hates that sass too,” you say.

“Oh no, they’re gonna arrest me for thoughtcrimes. Nah, they love creativity, just when it suits them. Also, if they actually did bust you for wrongthink like rumors say, I wouldn’t have this on me.” Dave twirls a finger and points at you and you thank his absurd flair for the histrionic that keeps you amused with such drab work.

“NewDrug.mp6. Would you like to play it?” the dry system voice notifies you.

“Woah woah there tiger, hold on.” Dave must’ve noticed your intrigued eyes and holds his hands up. “You might wanna experience that at home. But if you’re interested in more, ask for chicken parm at the vegan place. You know the one.”

Dave leaves his desk. He doesn’t return. You finish your work. Inspire. Expire. You’d rather not.

In contrast to your commute to work, the roads fill with others on your way home. You have to know. Take solace in the comfort of a bench where a huge McDonald’s arch bathes the surroundings and its people with a yellow glow. Really shouldn’t watch it now, especially if Dave says it’s a home type of watch but you have to know. A family of five watches you pass out. They, along with every other passerby, ignore your still body draped over the chrome outdoor seating as you look like yet another junkie. The title is correct after a fashion, the simulation is some sort of new drug. The details of the exploits that happen in the immersive replay wash over you but you don’t need them to know that it’s the sort of lewd that SM would not allow—at least not publicly and not without the right exorbitant payment.

Suit pants and underwear go straight to the laundry. That must’ve been an embarrassing sight but no one bothered to stop you, so it doesn’t matter. Look up where this vegan place was that Dave so presumptuously assumed you knew about and you find that it’s about four Avengers’ stores down from work. He must’ve eaten there before.

“Yo Dave, just wanna make sure, what’s the name of the vegan place called?”

“What are you talking about, man? You telling me there’s some secret underground farms that SM wouldn’t know about?”

You can’t tell when you got to work, a lack of standardized timing would help as well the haze of living in a monotonous dark. “Nah, I mean, for the-”

“I have no idea,” Dave emphasizes each word, “what you’re talking about.”

“I see.”

Work flies by, unusually.

“Hey, can I get a chicken-”

“Uh, this is Maron’s Veggies Only, it clearly says on the sign.”

Clear your throat. “Parm.”

The shifty part-time worker looks around and rubs his fingers gesturing for money. “No digital.”

Over the counter, you pass him a gold coin stamped with a holographic 1 and he hands you a USB stick and a laptop in return. How old-fashioned.

“It’ll sync with whoever you have set as your avatar experience aspect,” the worker says.

“Thanks.”

Ever vigilant as the patrol is, the alleys are the last place you want to go to hide with the obvious criminal element within them all but you head to one anyway. Dump the anachronistic technology in your storage pocket dimensions. Looking at its contents, you’d have to clean that mess up later, but the more you look like an average slob the better. The biggest problem with the inventories is all the people squatting in them. Inspectors wouldn’t care about the archaic ruins you left in yours.

“Welcome, master. Ae-Karina is ready to service.”

“I’d like to go on a date. A special date.” You highlight the key word special and sit on your living room couch. No one’s going to look in your glass door and regardless, you wouldn’t be the pervert for glimpsing into someone’s home.

“Ah yes, master. Ae-Karina is ready to fully service,” she says with a provocative tint in her tone, her sclera disperses to black to match. A pole drops from the ceiling while parts of her maid outfit dissolve which reveals more of the silky skin of her thighs, her lissom arms and most importantly her overflowing breasts. Ae-Karina wraps her legs around the pole and spins around, teasing fingers trace curves on her body to harden you. Her dance is precise but sultry regardless. She pulls up her short skirt to flaunt more of her ass beneath white panties and then pulls down to flourish her cleavage, not trapped by a bra. “Are you enjoying your maid’s show?”

“Very much so, yes,” you say.

Half of a smile forms before a glitch occurs and she teleports next to you, fully nude. It doesn’t pull you out of the illusion however. You just stare and drink in the splendor of her created body.

“You’re not going to touch?” Ae-Karina says.

A feel of her tits and you find it softer than pillows you used to rest on. Soft isn’t much of a character that exists anymore when the whole world is engulfed in liquid. No one has beds, especially with the rarity of sleep. Therefore, her mounds are a consummate dedication to the texture as you squeeze and pinch at her cute nipples.

Her maid outfit rematerializes as she straddles you. It provides more friction to your pants as she begins her lap dance. The weight of her body dragging across your legs and clothed erection induces your carnal impulses further. If only you could fuck the virtual idol. You have to make do with the imprint of her pussy lips on your bulge sliding up and down. Breath in. Breath out.

Ae-Karina pulls down your boxers and spits on your erection. It's not real but her hands so slick on your cock and you let reality slip. Real is for the past, you have desires gratified in the present. There is no real person nibbling at your neck but your nerves activate in sexual desire without discernment for truth. No, she doesn't love you, but when the voracious mass of ones and zeroes says it loves its master, you say it back.

"I love you."

ILOVEYOU infected ten million computers in 2000. An explosion. Calibration engaging. It’s 1:21 PM, Sunday, July 18, 2286 and hypothetically the sun would be out in its full rage. At this latitude and longitude, you’re at what was once the epicenter of all—Seoul, where a fountain caused a chain reaction allowing the hopeful remnant of a world to exist. It lasted a surprisingly long time without the sun and without Aether but the dying planet would succumb inevitably to the ever-increasing contamination so SM of all corporations took charge. A different kind of chain reaction occurred when they acquired a restaurant chain that discovered the recipe for liquid air. The law is on its way and prepared to punish you to its full extent.

You reel while your ears ring. An even sexier version of the woman you already fantasized about appears from your peripheral vision in the crater of your floor. A skimpy cop outfit, striated with reflective material that seems to wane black at different angles, outlines Karina’s curves. She has a tool belt with absurd gadgets, such as a knife baton hybrid, a taser combined with a spray bottle and a Tamagotchi. None of this is necessary. They could just immediately arrest you, impose limitations on your devices. Sure, SM cloned people to deal with underpopulation, but why Karina would be the enforcer is a whole nother issue. Maybe the entertainment company loves their irony?

“Halt. You’re under arrest. Any resistance will be penalized according to the combined Terms of Service of all SM and SM associated products.”

Fucked anyway, you figure you might as well go for it. Escape into your inventory and only seconds later you’re forced out. You manage to get what you need regardless.

“Violation of access rights will be charged to your account.”

It’s so obvious but there’s a reason you kept so much gold in physical storage. As you swim away, the sides of your apartment start to bubble. Bubbles? Already, your limbs feel unsteady. Something’s wrong in the Aether.

“This is standard procedure for escaping suspects that are indoors. Again, this is all agreed to under the Terms of Service.”

“When the fuck did I ever click accept to that shit?”

“When you were born in this world and decided you want to stay in it,” Karina says out loud. You hear her say it. Your physical ears process the vibrations in the air that come from her mouth. Gravity thwarts your desperate escape as your limp body floats on the limit between liquid and air. The atrophy of your muscles becomes apparent within the gaseous atmosphere. She watches you sink down as the room drains of all the false air though her eyebrows crease when she inspects you closer. Your breaths are involuntary. Despite your muscles shorting out, the force of gravity and the pressure of the gas bearing down on you, you’re breathing and you don’t mean to. Her eyes wander farther down. On your pants, a concrete rod stamps the fabric.

“Oh, you like what you see?”

“Shut up, criminal. Anything you say can and will be used against you.”

“Your pussy,” you say and she scoffs.

“Original.” Karina bites her lip as your erection continues to grow behind its prison. You use all effort to put your hands up.

“Please, miss Karina. I’ve been bad.”

“I could punish you even more for sexual assault.”

“Then do it.”

Heat radiates the room in a way you haven’t felt in a while and droplets of sweat form on each of your bodies, especially on the thighs that her revealing outfit parades. Her facial features contort in deliberation and the wait kills you. You bat your eyes at her before Karina takes off her tight shorts and drops herself into your anticipatory face. This makes no sense but none of this life made any sense so you decide to go with the tides.

Centuries of training your respiration has led to this moment, but when you finally have real air to breathe, you spit at the opportunity and choose to suffocate. Then you spit at her pussy and lap it up. Karina’s nectar transfixes your olfactory glands, for once a smell that isn’t the sterile Aether. Your eyes are mesmerized in parallel because of the perfect design of her pussy, a single crease that leads into her hole that your tongue emphatically explores. Karina spreads her thighs wide to reveal a small nub that craves attention. So give it. Suck and swirl and flick your tongue, and the woman provides you the tight clench of her legs as a gift. And the sounds, rediscovered glorious noise. Loud, almost too loud, and clear is how they assault your ears, even surrounded by the flesh of her thighs. Muffled by the weight of her legs, you hear Karina moan in approval but she’s still clearly in charge with how she chokes you with her legs. This is not about your pleasure but hers, and any satisfaction that you derive is not only incidental but probably punishable by SM copyright law.

Karina squirms her hips subtly on your mouth. Her eyes are sharp and she’s just about to stop your hands from moving but she notices them clasp together.

“I’ll do anything to make you cum, please.” you say sloppily as her pussy juices fill your cheeks and drip down your chin.

“God. I can’t.” She takes deep, contemplative breaths. ”That’s more time added on for inappropriate behavior.” Her groaning and brief squeals make her words sound incogent.

You give her a concluding lick and a kiss on her slit. “So what have you been doing right now then?”

Point to a corner of the room and a subtle red light indicates a recording camera. At once, she pulls out a hose from a pocket that could not fit it and the vacuum submerges the room with noise. Her expression shifts quickly to serious.

“We don’t play games here in SMTOWN unless it’s SuperStar so don’t fuck with me.”

“Look who's trying to be a comedian. How about you fuck with me any further and the video gets released.”

“That’s funny, you think you have any sort of power-”

“Yoo Jimin, I suggest you don’t push me more.”

“Where do you know that name from? Right now.” She weighs herself down on your neck.

“You think I don’t have contingencies for if I die too? Karina, we can make this a win-win scenario. We both get to cum, we both get to walk away unscathed.”

“Fuck you.”

Your weak arms wander between her thighs. At any moment, a feeble punch towards your face or another ten seconds of asphyxiation and she could call your bluff. Even if you did have the ability to expose her perversions in any way, there would be no permanent recourse, not as long SM was in charge. So it surprises you when Karina takes off her shorts.

“Goddammit. Your cock just looks too good. And your mouth, how are you so good with it?” Put up five fingers when she motions to remove her top as well, and instead she opts to take off your clothes, seizing your pants and throwing them to join the rubble in the room.

A finger slips in, then two and a third dares. Her flawlessly architected pussy lips clings to your digits and Karina shudders in reply. You explore her wetness and find it’s smooth to the point of having no faults, but her juice inside is gloppy and causes your fingers to stick more than the liquids she spills from her slit.

“Who said you’re allowed to have more?”

You lap up the nectar on your fingers. “Then why’d they make you taste so good?”

Your thumb teases her sweet tight asshole and puts just the slightest amount of pressure on it while you finger her with more intensity. The mass of her butt burdens your torso the closer she gets to orgasm. Her eyelids squeeze close and you see her body ripple in anxious pleasure. Karina shows off her pearly whites, teetering on the cliff of hysteria.

“Yes, yes! I’m so close,” she screams.

"Not yet."

“Fuck." Karina sobs, "God. Damn, fuck I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Just fuck me.”

“My pleasure,” you say. There’s no need for you to grab her since she brings herself down to your groin, which you’re thankful for as your arms are as good as jelly now. Fortunately, your cock throbs as hard as ever while Karina’s slit rests on it.

“Say you’ll delete it all, all the evidence, promise me.”

“You’re gonna fuck me first or what?” Your breath hitches while she makes a strangled noise as her velvety walls swallow your cock whole to leave no room for comfort. Her tightness is stifling and you have to start counting just to breathe again.

“One two-”

“Be quiet.”

But there is no quiet when pleas for your cooperation intersperse her excessive profanities when she seats herself into your cock and ricochets up and down. Sweat emanates from her creamy skin while her legs widen to find a better angle for her supporting knees in her cowgirl position. Grapefruit and other citrus mingle with the scent of the sweat, fruits you haven’t seen except on billboards in music videos. As much as your mind crackles and your blood roars for every atmosphere of pressure Karina’s walls provide on each thrust in and out, you can’t help but reminisce on sweeter, more innocent times.

The white fluorescent lights in your apartment sputter. For all the advancements in technology, some among many things never change. Light refracts differently in air, less bright, but you can see the pure enjoyment on Karina’s face no matter the luminescence. Karina slows her ride to pull her hips down harder instead and she jolts when your cock finds the most tender spots inside her pussy and it interrupts her babbling.

Karina almost hyperventilates when she gets up to spit on your cock. She pulls out some kind of meter from her tool belt and sighs when there’s no beeping and you recognize it having to do with carbon dioxide. She gets back to dribbling saliva and the filament trailing down to your shaft mesmerizes you. This spit is real, not simulated, and it wettens your erection in a mix with her pussy juices to paralyze you further in your already listless state. Her bare thighs jiggle and you can’t exert much force with your hands but her buttcheeks are firm with just a bit of give.

“Thank you for this cock, thank you for being bad,” Karina says as you watch her ass sink deeper while her pussy holds your dick taut. She’s frenetic when bounces up and down to play an unadulterated orchestra of slick noises between your groins.

“You’re welcome,” you accomplish getting out the words between planned breaths. Your hands cup her buttcheeks but you fear they may break with how she strikes her ass into you.

Karina turns around once more to give you the spectacle of her facial expressions as she fucks herself into you. Knead her calves laying on your torso and they take no energy to spread them though she brings them back together, compressing your hard shaft within her pussy. A new game you play with her, a separate rhythm of loosening and tightening. Her feet press on your chest to help her bounce, but the way they bear down on your lungs against the timing of your breathing causes you to fumble. Your cock bends straight forward as she plunges herself into you and it sends prickles to your entire skin, making the new angle difficult but worth it. Karina takes your hand and starts sucking on your fingers.

“You want my promise that bad?” you say.

“Yes, as bad as I want your cum. I swear, I need it.”

She draws her knees up to her torso and hugs her legs to keep thighs as tight together as possible. Karina couldn’t keep her word, she was trying to kill your cock with constriction.

“Fuck, your pussy is so fucking tight. God, Karina, fuck. You’re so good.” Even if good isn’t the word you want to use to describe her.

“Do it, please, please. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, baby. Karina can be a good girl, a good maid, a good cop, whatever you want. Just don’t get me in trouble, please.”

Karina’s mouth stops saying words though her lips writhe, drunk in increasing lust. Her cheeks flush, before the rest of her skin joins in redness while she grapples your chest and whatever spare limb she can find. You still struggle wresting control of your body but nature seems to take over when you drive yourself into her and match her needy cadence. The air in the room is replaced by a new air but it isn’t Aether. Passion, sweat, heat and all fluids that you both exude join squelching sounds, slaps and moans in harmonic bliss when her body tenses and she screams. As her body tightens, her pussy especially holds your cock for dear life and endeavours to wring out all your semen as her wetness throbs and spills. Karina starts counting to three repeatedly and you laugh though your amusement quickly subsides when you feel her juices become more viscous and she continues her ride, even in the dying pulses of her climax.

“Was I good?” Karina asks.

Just a moment goes by before you mentally send her a screenshot of all the recordings being deleted. Karina hasn’t stopped fucking you yet so at least it wasn’t a ploy.

“Thank you, thank you, I love you.” The flexion of her pliant legs brings them all the way back to rest on top of your legs. Karina lays prone above you and finally give you a kiss. The citrusy flavor may be closer to lime than grapefruit but it’s been so long that you can’t remember which scent is which. Lips crash and her tongue lashes out at yours trying to establish dominance. Keep still to let her investigate your mouth while her pussy does the same to your shaft.

You savor the way Karina’s top emphasizes the bouncing of her tits synchronous with the rebounding of her waist on your cock, but your mouth waters when she frees them. Take the shortest moment to relish in the sight before Karina smothers you with her plump globes. You wriggle your face to try to breathe. Inhale, up and exhale, down, but all you inhale is the scent of her orbs’ sweat. Her hips undulate with a pace at least double yours breathing and the echoes of slapping flesh resonate throughout the air-filled chamber. The loudness is unlike any you’ve experienced in a long time. It’s almost a flashbang every time her ass slams into your lap, especially as you start to see white when orgasm threatens to overload you with preludial pulses.

The last words you hear infected ten million computers in 2000. Fade to black. Cut. You’re slammed out of existence back into existence as a sun rebirths both within you, heating your core to a dangerous high, and from your eyes, dazzling you in an unforgiving white light. In the throes of unconsciousness relapsing to consciousness back to tenebrosity, your streaks of semen suspend in the Aether like a dead tree resting from the wind. What flashes your mind in its orgasmic state are two things only you would remember, plants and weather. Your hyperventilation is unconscious but not unwelcome, as it’s the first time in a while your breaths were reflexive even in the liquid air. However, basking in your newfound power, you start to choke. Right. You breathe in and out again. In and out. In. Out. In. Out. Back in.

“Replaying KarinaArrestsYou.mp6.” A hint of vexatious glee in the system’s otherwise dry voice. You don’t stop for it.

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AFF, AO3

It’s pretty silly but the idea danced around in my head ever since I saw the absolute Black Mirror concept that SM had for aespa and I concur that Karina is insanely hot.

As I’m writing this, this Kurzgesagt video on the idea of a rogue Earth comes out and now I have to rewrite stuff to make it at least a little consistent. I’m obviously already going nuts with all these ridiculous sci-fi concepts but this video almost feels too targeted to me writing this for me to ignore it.

#kpop smut #aespa smut #male reader #reader insert #title tracks

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pendragon-of-chaos · 3 years

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Opinions on chapter 23 of 4koa. Tell us now.

You asked for opinions and I'm going to give you an essay so I hope you don't mind 💀 I can basically sum up my feelings in a few words: I'm ✨ S C A R E D ✨ and going ✨ F E R A L ✨, but also loving it. I will try to explain everything I'm thinking point by point 1. Since the last chapter I assumed that Arthur was going to act like a savage with that roast and sarcasm, but I wasn't expecting that type of torture, and couldn't believe my eyes when he changed back to the cheerful Arthur like nothing had happened. Let's take a moment to appreciate that he was able to do that without wasting energy, sitting in his throne chilling and without and arm. He was fearless when he had to take challenges in NNT, and now he is it even more 💀 2. Merlin hasn't said a word yet and I'm waiting for her, since she also is one of my favourites. I've read people saying she may be plotting against Arthur. If that was the case, why is she still with him? They say Arthur can be controlling her but we all know Merlin, and escaping from Arthur could be possible for her. The only problem would be Arthur's powers, of course. Unless she is working with the sins undercover, I can't imagine another reason. 3. Where is Nanashi? I need to know what is he doing. People say that since he is a goddess he may oppose Arthur BUT he said in NNT that he isn't a goddess anymore. I thought that he liked the human ideals more than the archangels or demons' ones and that's why he sided with the humans, but seeing how radical Arthur is I don't know anymore. 4. The visions and Arthur's bride. The vision that the enemy has it's most likely Baltra for obvious reasons. And judging by the way Arthur speaks: 1. He knows who his bride is. The question is, does his bride know Arthur in person? Or is she someone that Arthur has been stalking? 2. His bride must be gifted too. I don't know if with a power like Baltra or another different to spice things up, and I'm going with the second option since Arthur said that it was better than "the vision". Also, assuming she is Guinevere/Gwen, following Arthurian leyends and comparing character's ages... I hope she will be an adult and not a kid, please 💀 5. I keep believing in the theory that says the dark side of Chaos or Cath is consuming Arthur, but I think that the mouth we see on Page 6 in this chapter isn't from Cath. It looks like one of the Chaos creations in my opinion (at first I though it was the mouth of a red demon but it wouldn't make sense since Arthur doesn't use them) 6. I was fooled by Cath cuteness once and since then I won't fall for any other cute animal. Sin, reveal yourself. Now. I like the idea of him being Ban (or his companion), and the sins as his supposed "forest friends" 7. I really like Percival's group, specially Nasiens since I like his abilities and knowledge about plants and their effects! And I'm waiting for the other 3 knights of the Apocalypse to appear. Let's see how is Liones doing 👀 I don't really make theories. I prefer to read them, then overanalyzing them so I end even more confused than when I started and having even more possibilities, and finally I let the story surprise me, that's why maybe while reading this you thought I didn't have a firm theory of what is going to happen. Also because english isn't my first language and I sometimes don't find the exact words or way to express myself I'm 100% biased so that adds a lot, but I'm liking the story so far! I've been an Arthur fan since the second season ended, and I read the manga after it. I always thought he shined a lot when he fought Mel, Zel, Cusack and Chandler, but people just laughed at him; and I knew he was going to come back (The sins literally had his body in a room at the tavern and didn't move it 💀) but that also made the fans mad. I think people didn't appreciate or comprehend him enough just because he didn't win fights. Now that he really is shining as a villain it kinda breaks my heart because we can't see our kind-hearted Arthur, but it also makes me feel proud of him since he is showing that

he can be a powerful character, and most importantly a threat, all by himself. I can only see two endings for him, and both can happen in the same storyline: They manage to revert Arthur to his NNT personality/good Chaos part, or Arthur dies So yeah, keep on breaking my heart Arthur, but show them how much you're worth

#arthur nnt #nnt arthur #arthur sds #sds arthur #nanatsu no taizai #nnt #sds #seven deadly sins #the seven deadly sins #4kota #four knights of the apocalypse #mokushiroku no yon kishi

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pinkfestivalpeanuttree · 3 years

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So! Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint X Hermitcraft X Evolution SMP, a crossover that absolutely no one thought would ever happen, myself included.

Spoilers for ORV under "Read More"!

First things first!

What is Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint?

It's a Korean light novel-- but not just ANY Korean light novel! It's one of the most popular webnovels in Korea, and for a good reason! It's a masterpiece of a story, with intresting characters, engaging dynamics and relationships, fascinating worldbuilding, and an action-packed plot! The main character is an ordinary office worker named Kim Dokja-- meaning either reader or only child. Kim Dokja is the last reader of a 3,000+ chapter webnovel called Three Ways to Survive a Ruined World (Ways of Survival for short), with all the other readers dropping out early on. One day, the apocalypse begins, completely out of nowhere. And what's more, the situation is the exact same as the webnovel Dokja had read, with the same setting, characters, and everything. There are these creatures called dokkaebis, creatures from Korean folklore, who are basically magical Twitch streamers. And the viewers are these godlike beings called constellations, which are individuals with stories that have been told throughout history, ranging from famous war generals to literal archangels. They watch the apocalypse through the dokkaebis' channels as a form of entertainment, and can choose to sponsor a human, giving them their powers and aid. The humans-- now known as incarnations-- have to complete scenarios like quests in a video game, both for the constellations' entertainment and for their own survival, because there will be consequences for not completing a scenario.

There's a lot more to the story than that, and I do mean a lot. Although it's not nearly as close to 3,000 chapters, it's a good over 500. I'm currently on chapter 184, (and there's a Webtoon as well-- the art is absolutely stunning!) and totally hooked. If you haven't read it, I seriously recommend it. It's amazing. But I don't want to spoil anyone yet, so moving on, onto:

What is Hermitcraft?

It's a Minecraft server, an absolutely awesome one! It's been going on for a long time, about 10 years now, maybe? It's made up of 8 seasons, each lasting about a year. I'm actually a relatively new fan, since I started in Season 7.

Now, I could rant for hours upon hours about how awesome Hermitcraft is. How fun each of the members are. How much impact the creators themselves have had on the Minecraft game itself. How inspiring they all are. How beautiful the server is. It's an amazing series, and it truly deserves recognition. There's a reason it's lasted for 8 seasons, and I believe that the fandom and community will keep on running even after Minecraft itself falls out of the trends.

But I'm lazy! So, here!

What is Evo SMP?

*deep breath* I have a confession to make.

I never actually watched Evo.

All my knowledge on it is from Watcher!Grian AUs and fanfiction-- namely And The Universe Shifted.

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So! Uh, this is what I know about Evo:

It's a Minecraft server where everyone starts on the oldest version of the game, and these entities called Watchers make portals for the players to go through and get to the next Minecraft update.

One of the more notable members of Evo was Grian, who is now on Hermitcraft. After defeating the Ender Dragon, he was taken away by the Watchers, and I believe it was implied that he became one himself?

There's a lot of fanmade lore about the Watchers, like whether they're good or evil, their powers, the reason they took Grian, ect. It's assumed that in-universe, the timeline goes like Evo -> taken by Watchers -> ??? -> Hermitcraft. (And Yandere High School, but I'm even less qualified to talk about that.)

Additional little detail, one of Grian's friends from Evo, PearlescentMoon, also joined Hermitcraft in the latest season, so there's that.

Now, what does all of this mean?

It means that Grian became a constellation!

Finally, the actual freaking AU:

So in this AU, Grian and his friends are in the apocalypse, and they've all made a party, like in video games. The name of their party is Evolutions.

They've been surviving for a long time, and have gotten a lot of achievements under their belts. They're pretty well-known in the area, Grian in particular, who is infamous for starting "wars" between other groups.

One day, they go to slay this big, scary, high-ranked dragon. It's a tough battle, but they push through and they win. Great. The dragon is dead, the constellations are giving them coins, they got cool rewards, and everyone's alive, except-- hey, where's Grian?

So, MAJOR SPOILERS for Omniscient Reader, but an incarnation can become a constellation if they have 5 "legendary" stories. So Evo didn't know that-- but it's cool! I mean, they're pretty famous, but nothing that noteworthy, and it's not as if slaying this dragon would result in a "story", right?

Right?

So Grian's a constellation now. (Irrelevant to the story, but just imagine the chaos he would cause as a literal god. I mean, he started entire wars just as an incarnation!) And there's the question of why he can't go back to Evo. In ORV, Kim Dokja was still allowed to participate in the scenarios after he became a constellation. I haven't really worked that out yet.

So Grian's stuck, but not all hope is lost! After moping around for a while, watching his friends and companions deal with his disappearence, so close yet so far-- he gets an invitation to a famous nebula. (A nebula is a group of constellations.)

[The constellation 'Winged Seeker of Chaos' has joined the nebula 'Hermitcraft'!]

#hermitcraft #grian #evo smp #evo #omniscient reader's viewpoint #orv #omniscient reader spoilers #omniscient reader #hermitcraft au #epilogue speaks

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Using DMC devil may cry for fanfiction

1.1 Disclaimer:

1.1.1 This is not attack on the Team that made DMC Devil May Cry nor is this a cause/excuse to attack. This is just making Fanfiction that needs to get out of my head and will be treated as such.

1.2 How I would edit the original.

1.2.1 I would add only two things. I would make a Hub world and have coop.

1.2.2 A hub world would make Dante interact with more than just Cat and Vergil. It would also show Dante and Vergil’s relationship. After every mission you can go and annoy the shit out of Vergil. Talk to Cat. Talk to someone that is not them. Talk to Lilith when she is captured. A Hub would do wonders for the Plot. It would help give characters more of a chance to be characters.

1.2.3 Coop would change up the combat. Rather than have Just the option to change weapons to attack a type of enemy just send them to your brother. Have them keep score. It would be a fun dynamic to play with if they would let it.

1.3 The goal of the Fanfiction.

1.3.1.1 One must always be aware of what one is trying to write. Have simple goals like making two characters kiss or using a different character’s death in the overall plot. Overall, it is adding experience to what one wants to write and experimenting without pressure.

1.3.2 My goal in this is to add all the DMC girls into the world of the reboot. Mess with Vergil as a character Because there is a dynamic I feel is untouched family drama.

1.3.3 Characters that like each other (mostly referring to the women characters.)

1.3.4 I also just want to make people kiss. [ Because I need to keep my branding.]

1.3.4.1 I need to tell you all my weakness here. I hardly write angsts; I love romance and I liked laughing at my own awful jokes. I will be as vague as possible

1.4 What The story actually gives us. (aka: What I will be using from the reboot.)

1.4.1 The Fact that angels exist in this world.

1.4.1.1 I am going to go with Order Versus Chaos. Nothing new. Not broken, not fixing it.

1.4.2 Sparda and Mundus being blood brothers.

1.4.2.1 I am looking at the original Dante and Vergil and giving them the worst-case scenario, that is their relationship.

1.4.3 Eva being an angel. (A lot of shit has a chance to change since the boys aren’t human).

1.4.3.1 I made an OC for this world. In my research there are two possibilities Making her a power, which would give her direct connection to the human world and demons. The other one is not only to make her an angel but one of the 4 horsemen of the apocalypse. An enemy to lover in not only physicality but in ideals. Having a demon wanting to save humans and having an angel wanting to destroy it is something I like. I live for the drama, so she is a horseman of death. (My family crest is a demon of death: Obligation.)

1.4.4 Limbo, and witches.

1.4.4.1 I need to get better rules for it, but Limbo shows the sprit. Some humans can see it, put things and people in it. Once you are in that world you can’t interact with people outside of it. If you want to kill someone you must be in the exact same world. One can kill the sprit in limbo and the body in the physical world. It is transportation from A to B and a few fighting along the way.

1.5 Organizing my mess

1.5.1 I want two campaigns. Team Vergil and Team Dante.

1.5.2 The tutorial will probably just have both characters going through their past in the same house. Learning combos, making money and exploring limbo. After that they Boys get their own campaign.

1.5.3 Both boys have a full team. They are the leader. A Tank; the muscle of the team. A Range attacker, in the story they will play as a scout role and the witch the help you get to limbo. I am putting a informant on both story but I am not going to making this a role.

#fanfiction #dmc devil may cry #is this a redesign or a fanfiction?#time to get it out somewhere #fanfiction idea #the wrong format

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