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lady-ashfade · 2 years

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Ok so I heard your call for Five prompts…*cracks knuckles* here we go bc I love ur writing!

Prompt Numbers: 3, 5, 8, 11, 13-16, 18, 20, 21, 23, 30, 31, 37-40

With an Aged!up Five x Wanda Powers!reader, and also angst with a happy ending.

(Basically I’m in a “these two people claim to hate/want to kill each other but also always flirt with each other and get jealous/angsty when the other actually tries to date someone” mood)

I hope this makes sense and has decent grammar to it.

It’s 3:34am where I am lol.

Your curse.

Five Hargreaves x female reader.

Notes: Five is always aged up here, also this isn’t really angsty so I apologize. I could do all of the prompt but I did most of them, except 21, 14 and replaced one with 28. Also things get very spicy, it’s been a long time since I’ve wrote something like this so I’m a bit rusty.

Prompts: {3} “i would die for you”, {5} “I need you.”, {8} “you matter to me”, {11} “Stop ignoring me”, {13} “ If I didn't know any better I'd say you have feelings for me”, {15} “What do you see in them that I don’t have”, {16} “I can’t stand to see you with them”, {18} “Your eyes say kiss me, but your mouth says fuck you”, {20} “You’re cute when you’re angry”, {23} “Are you jealous?”, {28} “You’re so full of yourself”, {30} “As soon as you walk into a room my head hurts.”, {31} “Why are you bleeding?”, {37} “You’re to cute not to tease”, {38} “What? I’m just kissing you”, {39} “You’re mine”, {40} “Was that a moan”.

Warnings: Sexual themes, suggested intimacy, jealously. Also bad grammar and poor writing, this sucks but I kinda like it. This is almost smut.

Five didn’t like to dwell on emotions because it wasn’t sometime he had time for or wanted to show. He had a very thick wall up in his mind to keep anything from getting out which is way he was a jerk sometimes.

But you were something that got through so fast and he hated you for it, at first he didn’t understand it. Everyone time he looked at you he felt funny or the sound of your voice made him feel fuzzy, so he hated when you spoke.

Now he was truly sure how he felt, but this wasn’t a good time to come to terms with it. He was jealous to the point he threw a bottle of rum at the wall in frustration. You had gone out on a date with some guy you had just met.

He cared for you and it scared him so he pushed you away and you seemed to hate him too, but why wouldn’t you? After everything he’s said to you, he couldn’t blame you.

That was until he saw you from across his seat at the bar, soaking wet and had blood tripping down one of your legs. Panic set through him and he immediately ran to you.

“Why are you bleeding?” He sounded genuine but that slightly pissed you off more, thinking he was mocking you.

“Don’t patronize me five. I’m not in the mood.” you pushed passed him and walked towards the stairs.

“I’m not mocking you. You look horrible.” That made you break even after everything that had happened he just made you break, like he always did.

“For once can you get off my ass and fuck off, you’re always trying to bring me down. So don’t acted like you give a shit about me.” You pushed your finger into his chest.

“Whether or not you and me like it…I care for you.” he pushed your fingers aside. He really meant it as he stared back into your eyes hoping you would believe him.

“Bullshit.” the words came out of you mouth like venom as you turned around and walked away from him.

He watched you leave with a broken heart, he knew he wasn’t going to get to talk with you today. But he could make it up with you, get you to see how much he truly cared for you.

Until two days later you hadn’t even spared a glance at him, leaving the room every time he walk into the room. Not to mention you acted like he wasn’t even there.

He found out from Victor that you tripped on your way home, the guy you went on a date was actually nice but to quote your words “He wasn’t my type” so you walked home in the rain.

“Get them, Steve.” You shouted at the tv in your room, silk gown on while you ate chinese food.

“Stop ignoring me.” You jumped as the man you’ve been ignoring just blinked into your room.

“Five, what the hell? I could have been naked.” He groaned as he watched you set down your takeout.

“Then stop ignoring me.” His clinched his hands into fists and you put your hands up to your forehead.

“As soon as you walk into a room my head hurts.” You couldn’t take it anymore, these past couple of days just took it out of you.

You hated being alone, you didn’t feel loved…The man you loved didn’t like you back and hated you. So you tried to cover it up with someone else for years but you just couldn’t get him out of you head.

Five Hargreaves was like a curse.

Your curse.

“Please just leave me alone, I can’t take it anymore.” You turned away from him and swing your feet off the bed and stare down at the floor.

“No, you’re going to listen because I can’t take it anymore.” he raised his voice and he was clearly wasn’t going to let it go. So you just sat there quite and waited for him to speak.

“Tonight you looked great, amazingly actually and I…” he couldn’t finish just by watching you throw your head back in a laugh.

“Oh, what. Are you jealous.” You were pissed and hurt. That’s why you found it funny.

“Goddamnit, y/n. I need you.” He yelled and before you could reacted he was right in front of you.

“What do you see in them that I don't have? I’ve watched you go on so many dates, one right after the other and I can't stand to see you with them.” You looked up at him, your cheeks heating up. Was he confessing to you? It felt like some sort of game to you.

“Five, don’t do that.” You stood up and walked past him going to the bottles of wine on the dresser.

“Don’t walk away from me, y/n. I know you feel it too, you have too.” That made you chuckle again, of course you did but he had no right to bring it up.

“After everything you’ve said to me you want me to just forget about it?” You put the cup to your lips and looking out at the small view you got through the blinds.

“You matter to me.” He took ahold of your waist and spun you around, now he was inches away and still gripping ahold of your waist.

“You have a have a funny way of showing it, asshole.” he could tell by the smell of your breath you had been drinking before he walked in.

“Tell me, why haven’t you slapped me?” He asked while pulling you closer. “Or run away from my touch. If I didn't know any better I'd say you have feelings for me.” Your breath hitched as he leaned a bit closer.

“Eat shit, asshole. You’re so full of yourself.” Rolling your eyes you set the drink down. It was the only thing you could do because you still wanted to be in his arms.

“Your eyes scream kiss me, but your mouth says fuck you.” He smirked as he felt you tension up and your breath get heavier as he got closer.

“Five..” he was painfully close and you couldn’t control yourself. You didn’t want him to just hurt you again but god. He just felt so right.

“You’re too cute not to tease.” He went closer and you closed your eyes to kiss him but his lips never came. Opening your eyes to find him have a very cocky smirk and it broke your heart and pissed you off.

“Fuck you.” You broke free and your eyes grew red with emotions. “You can’t do that.” He still smirked as he watched you walk away.

You went to open the door but soon you where spun around again and pinned against it.

“Don’t be like that love. You’re cute when you’re angry, so I had to.” He crashed his lips onto yours passionately, and rough.

He still held your waist against the door as kissed you. He couldn’t control himself, all that sexual tension and feelings just made him feral, not that you were complaining.

“You’re mine.” He growled and he sounded like he was angry and the pulling of your bottom lip between his teeth made you know he was.

You had no option but you agree with him, he was definitely possessive. Five smirked and every sparkle in his eyes darkened because was fueled by your submission.

He let your lip go and moved down into your neck, you pushed your body forward and his nails digs into your skin. Five started to lay kisses on your neck and you couldn’t hold back you’re voice any more because everything he was going made you go weak.

“Was that a moan?” You could feel his smirk and the proud and amusement in his voice. Feeling embarrassed, heat shot through your whole body. Being as powerful as you are and he still could just do this to you with ease.

“What? I’m just kissing you.” He whispered close to your ear making you shiver as his hot breath hit your skin.

You gripped onto his suit jacket and pulled it off of him, decided to take some charge back you pushed off the wall and made him walk back onto the bed.

“What are you doing?” He asked in amazement watching you try and take charge, it was adorable so he’ll let you have your fun.

You smirked and pushed him onto the bed and he fell back. You used your hands and made symbols with your magic and shot then at the wall.

“Now we can’t get a noise complaint.” You chuckled and stood before him in all glory, having him look up at you made you feel powerful.

“I would die for you.” He found his way up your legs and back to your waist.

“Five, you matter to me. So you’re not getting a chance to.” You put both of your legs on each side of him as he pulled you into his lap.

“I forgot to mention..” he trailed off and you felt him wrap his arms all the way around you then your weight shifted. Now you were on your back and him above you.

“I’m always on top” And with that his lips were back onto yours.

Help- I almost went to far- you have ideas how much I had to hold back. For so reasons my write gets shitty at times so if you don’t like is I really apologize because I tried.

#five hargreaves x reader #five hargreaves x y/n #five hargreaves x you #five hargreaves #the umbrella academy x reader #the umbrella academy #five Hargreaves x fem!reader

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ryujenini · 5 months

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Fluffcember Day 10

Jennie x Lisa - Beyond Happy

Jennie and Lisa had been best friends since they were 6 and 7 years old , everyone always joked about how they were attached to each others side 24/7 and for years that never changed until one day when they were 19 and 20 Lisa finally realised something

SHE WAS IN LOVE WITH HER BEST FRIEND.

Lisa always knew that Jennie was special to her but it took her a while to realise how deep her feelings were for the older girl , the moment that made her realise was when she walked into her first day of college and saw Jennie talking to Jackson, she was laughing at some probably unfunny thing he said, the jealousy was too much for her and she ended up spending the first few hours of the day crying in the bathroom.

That day she tried to avoid Jennie as much as possible which was very hard to do especially since Jennie has always been very clingy towards Lisa, everything was going okay until lunchtime when Lisa was walking the halls not really walking anywhere in particular, that's when she turned the corner and bumped into a sad / angry looking jennie, don't let her height fool you, an angry Jennie is never a good thing and slightly terrifying , all of this Lisa knew already so she was preparing to be shouted at, she was very shocked when that didn't happen but Jennie Instead grabbed her hand and pulled her into the closest room while whispering into Lisa's ear " come with me we need to talk about something NOW" all Lisa could do was nod and follow her like a lost puppy.

When they were in the room Lisa was visibly nervous so to calm her down Jennie started caressing the back of Lisa's hand with her thumb, a habit she'd picked up a few years ago

Jennie was about to speak up first when Lisa said "what is it that we needed to talk about hon" the term of endearment accidentally slipping out , Jennie was taken aback for a second before she said " Lis we've barely seen eachother today and it seems like you're avoiding me what have I done wrong" and with hearing the hurt in Jennie's voice that was enough for Lisa to start crying again, Jennie leaned forward and enveloped the taller girl into a comforting hug like she always did seeing the younger girl cry, they stayed like that for what felt like an hour when in actuality it was more like 2 minutes, or until Lisa dropped crying, they pulled away From eachother but still staring into eachothers eyes for a moment too long, until Jennie grabbed Lisa by her jaw and kissed her, Lisa was too shocked to reciprocate, which gave Jennie the totally wrong Idea making her say sorry and run off crying.

Lisa was frozen in shock she didn't know what to do, by the time she recollected herself Jennie had gone, Lisa spent the rest of the lunch hour looking for Jennie but to no avail so Lisa just decided to leave Because she had to find Jennie asap, she had a feeling she knew where she'd be and with that thought Lisa got on her motorbike and rode to the park they used to go to as children, she was right as she pulled up she could see Jennie sat by there secret not so secret spot by the lake playing with the grass.

Lisa slowly walked over to the older girl trying not to scare her BC she knew how easily Jennie gets scared and sat down next to her, she could tell Jennie had been crying a lot because her face was puffier than usual but still so so beautiful.

"Hey Jen" Lisa said softly, but Jennie didn't move from her spot too afraid of what could happen next, they sat there for a few silent awkward moments until jennie finally spoke up, her timid voice so quiet that only Lisa could hear , " Lisa I'm so so sorry I shouldn't have done that I understand if you hate me now and never want to see me again" and at that Lisa couldn't help but smile and let out a soft laugh, she reached over and held both of Jennie's hands in her own and said " Jen you have absolutely nothing to be sorry for and you should know by now that I could never hate you , you're the most important person in my life and I've come to realise recently that I'm actually in love with you and I know you probably don't feel the sa- " Lisa's rambling was stopped midway when she felt Jennie caress her cheek gently and wipe away the few tears that had slipped out , Jennie then spoke up and said " Lis I love you too you soppy idiot" making both the girls laugh.

This time it was Lisa who leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on Jennie's lips, they pulled away and with their foreheads placed on eachothers and nearly touching noses Lisa asked " Jennie Ruby Jane Kim would you do me the world's biggest honour of becoming my girlfriend" and pulled a ring off of her own finger placing it onto Jennie's hand making her laugh, Jennie currently had the goofiest gummiest smile on her face as she said " of course I will Lili , I love you so much, deep down I think I always have".

They spent the rest of the day in that park cuddled up against a tree until it was 4pm and college had finished, they were joined by their 4 best friends Rosé,Jisoo, Ryujin and Lia , as the 4 girls sat down beside them Jennie and Lisa said at the same time "guys we have something important to tell you" and with that the girls already knew from the looks on their faces, Rosé said "congratulations both of you, we knew this would happen soon enough didn't we babe" while looking at Jisoo, Jisoo just smiled and high fives Jennie and said "get it bestie" causing rosé to playfully slap her arm , Lia was sat there holding Ryujin's hand while saying " you guys are so cute together I'm so happy for you" and Ryujin couldn't pass up the opportunity to make fun of her friends so she just poked Lisa in the ribs and said "well it took you long enough dumbass"

They stayed by the lake until Just before it got dark , just talking and planning when they're going on their first triple date, Jennie and Lisa never imagined that this is how their day would end and even though Lisa was barely at the college she knew that this was the best first day she could've possibly had she was beyond happy.

#fluffcember #blackpink #jennie #lisa #jenlisa #kpop #fluff #one shot #imagine #drabble #fanfic #KimJeninies

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dallasurr · 8 months

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i feel so hurt and upset about Simon he needed to heal too

i can't sleep at night sometimes

I know this is so random but i don't care i feel so hurt by the idea of everyone healing but him dead and bound to be forgetten. .. i want him feel good i want to get him out of there.

I've said this before but as much as I'd like to see the series to its planned end, I'm not that unhappy about not getting season 5. It would be really hard for me to see Amelia get a redemption or her exit when she went on the train as a fully mature adult in her 30s, and did wayyyy worse things than Simon did. Although she was mentally unstable at the time she got on the train, it doesn't seem like she had a history of mental illness before Alrick died.

What Simon did to Grace and Hazel was fucked up, I can wrap my head around his justification for killing Tuba and I'm not the person to debate about this bc I straight up didn't like Tuba. She went out of her way to kidnap and scare Grace and Simon, who would have probably found the exit to the car and went on their way the next day without her interference, and I'm of the opinion that she put both herself and Hazel in danger with her little prank. I know we wouldn't have a story without it, and it doesn't justify her death, but literally from their first interaction she showed Simon she can be hostile and dangerous. And while she warmed up to Grace (according to Grace lol I didn't see much friendly interaction between them at all, just Grace enjoying/admiring the way she interacted with Hazel), Simon always got attitude from her, I can't blame him for not warming up to her.

Simon might have been 18 at the time of his season but let's be honest, both he and Grace were very immature and justifiably so. They only had each other and their delusions for years and years before they became guardians themselves. The train has proven itself to be dangerous, and proved how high the stakes are when he died, but people act like he was a fucking monster for doing what he thought he needed to protect himself, grace and hazel from a perceived threat. He could have been a little more tactful with explaining what happened, or lied about it, but like tbh as a neurodivergent person myself who sees Simon as someone who is on the autism spectrum, I REALLY struggle with lying and deceiving people so I can understand why he just blurted out the truth without any thought.

I do think one of the most irredeemable things he did was dehumanize Grace and trap her in her memories, whether or not he knew it could kill her (I assume he didn't bc the Cat as usual didn't explain shit to him) the way he pushed her over and walks away makes me nauseous.

But I certainly don't think he deserved to die for that, and I think the series would have been a lot better if instead of kicking her off the train again (which at this point in the scene felt kind of slapstick i'm ngl), Simon finally broke out of his paranoid and delusional thought patterns and they were able to drag everyone back into the mall car for a heart to heart.

In my head in episodes 9 and 10 he's a lot like Catra in The Portal episodes, but instead of getting 2 more seasons after his fall from grace (lol) to recover and heal and fix his issues, he just got killed instead.

And it sucks because dude was clearly mentally ill and traumatized, and as someone who has mental illness and trauma that can make me act out sometimes too, who also struggles to read the room and understand what people want from me if they don't tell me directly, who ALSO had parents that didn't have my best interests as even a consideration to whatever they could gain from me, it kind of reinforces my anxiety which tells me that I deserve to suffer because of x y z stupid thing I did or said 5, 10, even 20 years ago.

(and before anyone says simon had all the chances to change and grow that grace did, please rewatch the season, he absolutely did not and all of the events that led to grace growing as a person happened when simon wasn't around, yes he was immature in a lot of moments but dude literally did not have a normal adolescence and to expect him to act like a fucking adult all the time after that is ridiculous)

#infinity train #simon laurent #i'm not debating this so don't waste ur time lmao

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zvtara-was-never-canon · 1 year

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Actually, John O’Bryan or Joshua Hamilton (I forgot which one) confirmed on the Braving the Elements Podcast that Zutara was in the original bible and that there was a fight in the writer’s room for making it canon. He even says he’s still Zutara, that they did it wrong, and that in an alternative universe they’re together.

But his version doesn’t really make sense bc the original bible that can be accessed online doesn’t confirm ANY ships. Also, kataang was literally hinted in the pilot. Not to mention that either Joshua or John - whoever wrote CoTL - literally confirmed that Mike and Aaron made him write Omashu for Kataang’s romance. One of them (Joshua or John) pitched the episode as just being a story of Sokka suffering with the nomads, but Mike and Aaron felt it was important to tie Oma and Shu to Kataang. I also believe it was Joshua Hamilton who wrote the inaccurate “Avatar Extras” that confirmed that Zuko was supposed to be Katara’s love interest.

So essentially, what happened was the following (imo): In the early development stage prior to book 1, the idea of Zuko and Katara were thrown around. Some of the writers might’ve latched onto it and, as a result, the ship was teased in late 3.5 (especially given how POPULAR the ship was in 2005-2008). However, Bryke and Aaron felt that Kataang was always the natural direction and made sense story wise. And ultimately, that’s what happened as endgame. The creators and the head writer feeling that a popular fanon ship with a friendship developed in under 5 episodes doesn’t make for a romantic endgame, in addition to a preference for Kataang.

At the end of the day, no one is denying that Zutara wasn’t teased (not even Bryke themselves). We just don’t think it’s a plausible endgame that makes sense as per the series. I can also sort of understand why some of the writers would still prefer Zutara - it does sound intriguing on paper (very YA and disney), but doesn’t make any sense execution wise. Good on the creators for denying that shit.

Assuming that's true at all, and that is something I likely truly won't do until I search said podcast and hear it myself because God knows zutarians lie all the time, that still make it the power-struggle some people claim it was.

One writer having an idea, latching onto it, and then trying to pass it off as "my idea was totally going to be canon at one point, trust me even though everyone else on the team says another thing and the actual main couple was present from episode one."

And even if we exclude the Kataang angle in Cave Of Two Lovers (that Joshua did write) an intervention on his writting process would still be necessary. I love Sokka, but watching over 20 minutes of him just being annoyed would get repetitive and boring really fast. It makes far more sense to balance it out with two of the other main characters learning about a legend of a city the viewers are familiar with (and will see being at the mercy of the Fire Nation) the following episode. It makes the episode more engaging and reminds us of what will be at stake if the Fire Nation wins.

Another thing that makes this story hard to believe for me, is the fact that Joshua didn't write any episodes until book 2 (though obviously that doesn't mean he couldn't be part of the creative team in some other ways), of all the episodes he did write only "The Chase" has Katara and Zuko interacting at all or so much as mentioning each other, he was the one who wrote Boiling Rock Part 2 which has some major Maiko moments, and he was also part of creating the episode "Ember Island Players" which mocks the very idea of Zutara and has the characters themselves be visibly uncomfortable when they hear of it.

Even if we assume that man was secretly hoping Zutara would be a thing alll along, it seems pretty clear to me that he is NOT this "Zutara champion" that hates the canon ships and fought tooth and nail to make his OTP happen, but the other evil writers stopped him.

Hell, let's look at someone who has been very openly shipping Zutara for years: Dante Basco, aka Zuko. That man has said he refuses to watch the live action movie and to say anything too bad about it because he's an actor and doesn't want to risk angering a guy that could end up being his boss in the future. This same Dante has REPEATELY said Zutara is his favorite ship, and that even though he really likes how the show ended, he wishes that pairing had had a chance to happen.

He says that without any fear, and doesn't seem to have suffered any consequences for it. To me, that shows that "Zutara VS Kataang/Maiko" is not the epic power-struggle amongst the team that zutarians love to pretend it was. It was just people throwing ideas around. Some were used, some were not. Just the ordinary creative process, not a ship war.

And once again, this is me assuming that there's any chance that Joshua ever wanted Zutara to be a thing, and that this is not just another case of obsessive fans lying to everyone again to convince themselves they have canon validation. God knows Zutarians have cried wolf MANY times (and I'm amused that in this version, Aaron Ehasz is one of the "bad guys", even though they are still using that fake interview of him confirmig a zutara endgame as proof that their ship was supposed to be canon. These people lie so much, they lost track of who they claim is "one of them" or not).

#anti zutara

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moregraceful · 10 months

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my reading of that post was something akin to [sniffles] i'd like to talk about big gay bbq ;_;

also God yeah if ppl wrote about the ahl more there wld be a lot of firebirds fic. or maybe i just see men and am like ouuuughhhh kiss ? i have Angles for like so many different pairings / polyships

- ash

What if Joey Daccord was enjoying the Big Gay BBQ with his boys after a hard fought game...what if Kole Lind looked at him with a smudge of bbq sauce on his mouth and felt insane about it....and also, what if Chris Driedger was watching this while wearing a Hawaiian shirt and sunglasses and vaguely yearning for Grubi...ouagh

[I absolutely derailed myself into a psychological assessment of Chris Driedger his 20s + musings on the AHL fic -- cut bc I had to scroll four times to get to the bottom and the people on my dash who don't care about the AHL just don't deserve that...just a note that there is ZERO salacious imagines under the cut]

Actually Chris is very interesting to me bc irl he is a 29yo who invested in crypto, but he is also a 29yo who suffered his way through his 20s not unlike the rest of us, just with more of a spotlight on him. but it's like, or at least of me it was like this, I hit 29 and I was like, well. I made it this far through my 20s and it absolutely sucked so much and I hated every minute of it and I kinda wish I was dead, but maybe a new decade will be different. I gotta make it through one last year of pushing through this shit and if I take a step back, yeah, it's gotten a little better with every passing month. Maybe my 30s are not a chance to start over so much as they are a chance to start moving forward. And I think for Chris (this is turning in a psychological assessment instead of a sexy imagine sorry) who has suffered through some catastrophic injuries, some terrible setbacks, some truly awful decision-making of his own, and just kept coming back from it and kept pushing forward -- to me Chris at 29, back in the AHL and yet again a back up, but also BACK PLAYING AT ALL which is very much its own kind of triumph, it feels very much like an interesting thing poke at in fanfiction. Like, okay Chris, you turned 29 in May in the middle of a playoff push, back early from injury when everyone thought your entire season was done an almost full calendar year prior. You're a back up again, but you're not really playing. You just watched this kid you love so much and this team who has embraced you have an inaugural season that quite frankly set the standard for any expansion team yet to come and CERTAINLY any team moving around (Wranglers. Cuda.) in the current era. Like, irl he seems very confident, very full of swagger, but also very full of humility and gratitude for how many chances he got and very determined not take anything for granted anymore. If you apply that to the experience of being a queer man at 29, gosh there are so many possibilities. Very "I am going to make it through this year if it kills me." Where do we go from here, Chris???

But also yeah he should eat bbq and send a photo of himself to his friends with his shirt unbuttoned flirting with drag queens and Philipp Grubauer should have a horny meltdown about it and spend all summer sending him thirst traps to get back at him. This does many things for Chris's ego.

also AHL fic is so interesting to me as someone who spent a couple years in bandom when fob had more or less fully taken off but a lot of pete's proteges were grinding it out on one hit wonders or collaborations with more famous artists and they were all clawing for every show and even p!atd wasn't really a sure thing yet... there are a lot of parallels to the whole "boys in buses got it so damn bad but we love it like the last cigarette we ever had" liminal space of the grind of touring and fighting for every last chance and making these friendships you THINK are insoluble but more often than not just dissolve as soon as one of you makes it or one of you breaks down and quits and goes home...the way Warped Tour was a party every year because for a lot of bands it WAS the last cigarette they ever had and they probably knew that on some level...i forgot where I was going with this. OH. the NHL can't even touch that level of "every game could be my last game"/"every show could be my last show" and the kind of desperation but also weird situational camaraderie that comes from that. Like on a pro athlete way for sure but also in that, 5, 6, 9, 12 hour bus rides every week all over the damn west coast. What do you do if you hate the guy sitting next to you. What do you do if you love the guy sitting next to you. There's no escape man. I forgot where I was going with that again but yeah basically, AHL fic is an untapped and very rich universe for people who love dirtbags, writing about people in close quarters, desperate feelings, and accept that there's a solid chance you may have to delete your fic someday when a prospect bombs out of hockey and turns into a normie. You know?? It's great stuff.

#like i am fully expecting to have to delete all the nick cicek fic at some point in the next two years tbh. if i'm lucky he goes to the shl #but that's kind of the joy of ahl and writing about the ahl tbh. the promise and the agony. [cwk voice] the joy the joy the joy and misery #i think i've actually gotten less coherent as this ask has gone on. i think this ask devolved the further i got into it #ah well. that's what the dash receives when i have to spend four hours in a clinic being diagnosed as not a werewolf.#the navelgazing on mortality in a waiting room...we move forward every decade...we grow into ourselves. we grow more comfortable #if we're lucky the impact of life softens year by year. if we're lucky we get gentler and more confident even if life stays hard #in conclusion what if chris and grubi kissed on the mouth at seafair again and then chris went down to palm desert and watched his #20yo teammates have some bananas melodrama romance and he just felt grateful that wasn't his life anymore lmao #ok NOW i'm done #cage replies #anon

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eveandtheturtles · 1 year

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Leo and the dragon part 2

I kind of wanted to continue but with some smut thrown in lol. (Also let me know if anyone wants to know more about my headcanons for dragons and mermaids in this universe either here or on my main blog). Check my masterlist for part 1 bc I feel like tumblr been blocking my posts with links the past 2 weeks.

Summary: It's spring time and the turtles are dealing with mating season. A friend offers help to Leo.

Rating: IT'S SMUT!! NC-17 WHATEVER NO KIDS ALLOWED. Also everyone here is like in their early to mid 20s including the dragon!

Warnings: uuuh, biting, feral Leo, some blood mention?

Tag for: @turtle-babe83 @thelaundrybitch @leosgirl82 @madammuffins @sharpwindow @m1dnyt3-w0lf @scholastic-dragon @tinkabelle19 @pheradream-15 @dilucsflame33 (lemme know if you wanna be on this list or off of it!)

Enjoy

After resolving the mystery of mysterious creature plaguing New York Amoxtli found herself right at home with the turtles. She enjoyed their shenanigans and Raph enjoyed challenging her to spar sessions often.

The first time it happened they found out that Amoxtli was in fact a warrior princess. The superior strength now joined with hundreds of years of practice with spears, Macuahuitl and other weapons gave her an edge that brought a variety into their training sessions.

Meanwhile Donnie was excited to find everything he could on dragon culture and biology. Leo felt he needed to protect their newest friend from his brother. Amoxtli didn't mind though. She would answer honestly or when she didn't want to say something side step the truth to her best abilities.

"I can't lie," she explained to Leo one day. "I can omit the truth but I cannot outright lie. On the upside I can also tell when someone is lying to me."

But she never seemed to mind to be around his family. She held a reverence for Splinter as the elder of their family. She always had a good laugh around the brothers but rarely joined the shenanigans. She sucked at video games but still tried to play against them. It pleased Leo how well she interacted with everyone.

"They are wonderful. You are all so open and close as family and you all care so much for each other," she told him at a different time. "I miss my older brother watching you all."

"Well, if he ever decided to come to you world, he is welcome in the lair," Leo replied, watching with her as Raph and Donnie were trying to trick Mikey out of his pizza slices.

"That's nice of you but he's dead," she said with her usual bluntness causing Leo to find himself at a loss for words.

Through summer to late autumn Amoxtli was visiting them regularly. During winter months it slowed down as she hated cold and it was harder to drag her out of her own apartment. The last time Leo saw her the multiple layers of her clothing she wore to be able to visit almost turned her into a ball. Not very different from all those videos of bundled up toddlers. Mikey tried to see if he could roll her. He almost succeeded.

Leo found himself missing her a lot. Her poise and dry, a bit odd sense humour. Her wide smile when she'd do something that made others laugh or if she did something good. Her confusion listening to Donnie but at the same time fascination with all things science-y.

Leo often would find her, frowning with an empty, slightly glazed eyes after such sessions.

"Are you okay?" He asked her one time amused.

"I think my brain is evaporating," she replied in such deadpanned way making him laugh.

"You're not the only one," he snickered, reassuring her.

He missed their talks. She struggled a lot with her position, the future that was expected of her. He related to that. They would spend hours talking what would they do if they just could. Sometimes she'd fall asleep on his shoulder and he'd carry her to his bed, while he'd sleep on the couch.

He missed seeing her watching Mikey cook. She once tried to help but as a result received a similar ban to Leo on entering the kitchen.

"I am really sorry about that pan," she told Leo later. "I could get him another one..."

It took a truly amazing cup of hot chocolate prepared by her to unban her entry.

Leo found himself listening for the tale tell clinking of her jewellery in the sewer tunnels that would announce her arrival. Sometimes he caught himself looking for the red tips of her feathers in the crowd. He tried to drop by her work a few times but due to the cold Amoxtli got herself shorter shifts.

The usual snow storms eventually completely cut her her 'outside' time to zero.

"Missing your girlfriend, Leo?" Donnie teased him once. "Wow, this feels so good to do that. Is this why you guys tease me so much about it?"

Leo snorted. "She's not my girlfriend, we are just... Very good friends. She's a princess."

"Yeah one who can bench press Raph and lay all four of us on a mat," Donnie pointed out.

"How's your mermaid girlfriend?" Leo changed the subject quickly.

"She's great! She's somewhere off the coast of Africa and found another merfolk village-" and that was enough to launch Donnie into an info dump of all the things he found out recently.

Leo politely stuck around listening to it. So much easier than talking about Amoxtli.

Then spring came around. After a round of usual shots Donnie made for them to manage their mating season better, Leo was excited to see his draconic friend again. To see those pitch black eyes and smell the shampoo. He imagined her stroll into the lair then them going in for a spar and then- hold a fucking second. Leo shook his head. Maybe seeing Amoxtli during the season wasn't a good idea...

"Hey, Donnie, uh, is you know the shot working for you?" He decided to check with his brother.

"Yeah. Mikey and Raph show positive reaction to the improved formula. Now that we're older I had to make it bit stronger. Especially for these two." Donnie grimaced a little. "Is something wrong with it for you?"

"Nope, all is good," Leo lied and quickly evacuated the lab.

It really didn't seem like anything else was wrong with him. He didn't experience heightened aggression or territorial instincts... He remembered one time Raph managed to avoid Donnie. The red terrapin got way to rough in the dojo almost breaking everything. They all had to hold him down for the shot...

But no, Leo was fine. Except for when he thought of his friend. It felt shameful. She didn't deserve him thinking of her like that. She was a proud warrior, a princess and a hundreds years old dragon.

"Seriously Leo get yourself together!!" He thought to himself.

One time, by the end of summer April invited them all to a cabin for vacation. Splinter encouraged them saying it would be good to recharge their batteries, maybe find new training techniques. Leo invited Amoxtli with them. There she showed them all her full form. They all had been gathering their jaws from the floor. She went from a 5 feet nothing woman, to the 33 feet tall humanoid, winged snake to a 20 feet wide, hundreds feet tall, with not 1 but 3 sets of feathery wings dragon. Leo thought to himself she was the most beautiful and terrifying thing he had ever seen. And according to her she was on a smaller side.

She offered them to fly them around. He, Mikey, Donnie and Casey took her on that. April, Master Splinter and Raph stayed on the ground. It was amazing. Exhilarating. Even if it was like a minute. They didn't want to risk too much. He remembered how happy and bouncy Amoxtli was after that.

His memory focused on how the top of her exposed her toned stomach. Her hair moving around, brushing over that long neck. Leo bit his lips. Fuck. What was wrong with him?

Then she came for a visit. Leo heard the excited yells from the main area. Mikey's greetings, Raph immediately jumping to get her to spar with him. Donnie probably waved from his work station. Leo took a deep breath in. Alright, calm down. Calm down. He exhaled.

She was there. Smiling at his brothers. Leo felt something boiling inside of him. When he looked up at his hand he noticed he crushed the doorframe. He took his hand away as if it burned. Fuck. He couldn't go and see her like that.

Meditation. Meditation would help him.

But Amoxtli noticed the lack of her friend among his brothers. She missed him the most during those cold winter months.

"Where's Leo?" She asked.

"Eh, Fearless is probably in his room being broody leader." Raph shrugged.

"I'll go check on him," she announced and immediately went towards Leo's room.

"Good luck!" Mikey hollered. The orange and red clad turtles snickered and fist bumped.

Amoxtli ventured into Leo's room, knocking politely.

"Can I come in?" She asked.

Leo's head snapped upward. He managed to steady himself for a little while with his meditation. Now she was here. He jumped up to his feet.

"Hi, uh," he called back, hesitating, looking around his pristine room. "I have a mess here!" He said, fully knowing she could tell he lied.

It gave her a pause. "Is something wrong?"

"No! No, everything is fine!" He tried.

"Leo..."

"I know!" He groaned. "I'm sorry."

"Do you want me to go away?" She sounded hurt.

Did he? "No, but if I see your right now, I might do something I'm not proud of," he replied. That was the truth.

"Like what? Do you want to talk about it?"

"Yes," he replied. He took a deep breath in. He could control himself, he could control everything. "Come in."

The door open and she stepped inside. Leo wasn't prepared. Somehow she opted today to wear more modern outfit. Her blue scales took on a shape of a wrap dress with a V neck. A cute bow tied around her waist. It was shorter than her usual skirt, the slit exposing her legs from about knee height. Amoxtli wasn't curvy but it still hugged her nicely. She even wore light blue heels, making her legs longer.

She noticed his look. "It was warm today and I saw a dress like this in a magazine. I thought it was nice," she explained sheepishly, swooshing the skirt of the dress a little..

He thought it was very nice too. His brain immediately supplied him with an idea of pushing it up or untying it like a present. With his teeth. "Breathe Leonardooo, breatheeee," he mentally scolded himself.

She closed the door behind her, separating them both from the lair.

"You look very nice," he managed to say, his mouth feeling dry.

"So, what's wrong?" She as usual went straight to the problem.

He sat on his bed and offered her a chair to keep a reasonable distance between them.

"Um, well," he started unable to look her in the eye. "It's spring, uh." He felt the need to change subject. "Do... do dragons have mating seasons?"

"Well... yes and no," she replied but tilted her head confused. "Only mated couples experience those usually until the first offspring is born, or egg is laid. Then their drive to mate lowers to managable levels, though I have been told it can vary from case to case."

"Mated couples?"

"Oh yes! Dragons mate for life, there's this whole beautiful ritual of soul tying. It's just amazing," she sighed delighted at the memory. "It's very special because finding your soulmate is the only way to reproduce. We live long but we don't have that many youngs because of it. But we can mate with just about any race outside of our own, which is a plus!" She explained.

He listened but at the same time his eyes were drawn to her knees, the way she held her legs together and the V-neck of her dress. He could just kneel in front of her and- he coughed and looked away. Boy was it getting hot in here or-. At the same time he scolded himself. Sex must have been so special for her species.

"That's why young dragons generally date around and copulate for fun to educate themselves and find a suitable mate later in life," she continued, dropping unknowingly bomb on his head.

"What?"

"My peers often had sex among each other for fun. I find it very similar to how humans are, minus the stigma and shame. It's just something we do to pass time," she added.

"Oh."

"I wasn't much for those though, uh, I'm very short for a female,. So they rarely invited me," she continued, looking at her hands," and I always found the need to at least like someone a little bit in those scenarios. I just don't understand how can you fuck someone and not be at least friends with them!"

He recognized the signs that she was rambling now. She tented to do that when agitated or nervous.

Leo slipped off of his bed. Like in that interrupted fantasy he knelt in front of her. There was something he learned from her all these months ago. Dragons in human shape were extremely easy to bruise. Or kill. That's why one had always do one thing.

"Can I touch you?"

Ask permission.

She looked at him, shocked, her eyebrows up and her crest flared up.

"Oh." She blinked. "Do... do turtles have mating seasons?"

He nodded.

"Oh," she looked to the close doors then to him. "Yes, you can."

Before he lost it completely. "Is this your first time?"

She shook her head. "No."

That was all he needed.

He lifted his hand to her legs. Her light brown skin paled a little over the winter but not too much. It was still smooth and soft. He kissed just above her knees. He heard her inhale deeply. He kissed the other leg, then slowly parted them for better access. Then he slid his hands upward over her thighs, pushing the dress up and further apart.

Amoxtli never wore underwear. If she needed for sparrings she always morphed her scales around for more appropriate wear. Today was no different.

Leo was already feeling a bit drunk from being able to touch her like that. He could feel her ass in his palms. The dress was hiding nothing now. From the blush he saw on her skin and the tell tale scent of her arousal growing she wasn't going to stop him. Her legs spread further and she slipped a bit lower in the chair.

Leo kissed a path for himself leading to her sex. He noted it didn't look any different from what he saw in porn in human women. She was smooth, with her inner lips poking out through the outer a little. He gave her a lick. She jumped a little but quickly settled.

He noted how she watched him. So he was going to give her a show. He sat more on the ground in more comfortable position and got to work. He kissed her lower lips as if he'd kiss her mouth. He tested her texture on his tongue, tracing the edges, pushing past them and sinking into her. He inhaled her musk and something within him churred pleased. He pushed his tongue into her, exploring her, tasting her further. She was so tight inside, so hot and wet. He felt her legs trembled, fighting him to close around his head. He almost. ALMOST. Let her.

He forced himself to pull out. His tongue traced a trail up, between a hood where her clit waited for him, hidden like a pearl. Or was supposed to be. No what he found were two little buttons. Well... wasn't that a curved ball. But he wouldn't be himself if he didn't think on his feet. He stroked an eight around them then licked like they were delightful ice creams.

Up to that point Amoxtli managed to keep quiet. Her hands were slowly crushing the seat beneath her, permantently embedding herself into the metal frame. Her breathing was quick and a deep blush spread over her chest and face. She never felt like this before. Self pleasure never felt like this before. Oh, gods above. She moaned, throwing her head back, completely surrendering to whatever magics Leo was casting upon her.

Then she felt his digits entering her and something choked inside her to be released in a long moan. But that wasn't all. Leo wasn't done yet. He sucked on her clits, rubbing them at the same time with the flat of his tongue, while his thick finger, hooked up began to pump quickly in and out of her.

She gripped onto his head, the released leg hooked behind his shell. Her peak build within her and when Leo added his second finger inside she cried out her release, last second slapping one hand over her mouth. She whimpered as Leo kept going to a couple seconds, while she rode her orgasm until she pushed him away.

His face was soaked. He was so proud of himself watching her sprawled out before him. He stood up stretching himself a little. They weren't done. And she knew it.

Before he could react Amoxtli grabbed his belt and pulled him to her. The force had him bend down where she captured his lips. With her feet she made him kneel again. Her deft fingers undid his belt and zipper. His pants dropped down and he was pushed further down. She growled at him and Leo never felt more turned on before.

Amoxtli climbed into his lap. Their mouths met again, hungry, frantic. Both fighting for dominance still. Her hands traced over his face to his neck. He finger resting under his chin, where she had a grap on the side of his throat. He gripped her at the back of her hair and pulled down. She rubbed herself over his cock, spreading her juices over him. His mouth fell open, catching breath, as he pulled away from their kiss. He reached down to stroke her and she moaned.

He saw blue scaled peppering her face. Her black, human eyes switching to yellow, reptilian ones. She pushed his head back, keep pushing, keep rubbing onto him. He was breathing heavily, fighting to keep his eyes open. Her mouth slipped over his neck. He felt her kissing a spot, then her tongue. Then her sharp, sharp teeth biting down.

Leo cried out. "Fuck!" He felt himself spill over his stomach.

Dangerous, fucking dangerous, she was. Poised and proper princess but here, now. He saw her. And she was gorgeous.

Leo picked Amoxtli up and pressed her to the wall. He held her legs hooked over his elbows, keeping her open for him to nail. Their eyes met. He was hungry for her. He kissed her like a starving man, sloppy, fast and hard. Then he pushed himself inside her.

She gasped into his mouth. She sank down on his pulling away from the kiss. Leo growled, his hips snapping fast inside her. Her nails - claws, sank into his biceps. Fascinated, she watched how his dick pierced her, fucked her into the wall. She didn't register her own moans anymore. His heat filled her, consumed her.

Leo watched her, so vulnerable under him. She could snap him like a twig without blinking and yet she let him do this. That thought shoot straight down to his core. He punched the wall above her as his seed filled her. Her walls squeezed him tight like a vice as she came just a second later.

"Again," he panted out.

This time they managed to get on the bed. He threw her on top of his sheets, face down. In a blink, her scales shrunk, the dress disappearing and forming just a belt around her midsection. It exposed a tattoo covering her entire back. Was he more conscious he'd ask about it. He will, most likely. Later.

Amoxtli raised on her knees and he grabbed her hips, slamming the air out of her as he entered her again.

It all turned blurr after that. When he came to he saw himself shooting the last weak strands of his seed into her mouth.

Leo collapsed. He was so thirsty. This time for water. His body was sore but god he felt so damn happy. Amoxtli nuzzled the side of his face. He noticed purple bruises in the shape of his hands on her arms and hips and legs. He noticed a thin trail of blood in the corner of her mouth and he could feel a sting in his shoulders and arms. They made so much mess.

A laughter bubbled inside him, their eyes met and the giggles erupted between them. They kissed, sweetly, lovingly.

"Amoxtli?"

"Yes?"

"Do you want to be more than friends?" He asked while the happy hormones that Donnie would know the name of were still there. While he still had the courage.

"Like dating?"

"Yes."

"I'd like that."

#tmnt 2016 #tmnt bayverse #leonardo x oc #tmnt leonardo #bayverse leonardo #bayverse turtles

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angelwolf985 · 1 month

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finished watching supernatural s1-15 in 3 months! here are my opinions on the finale!

(warning: probably unintelligible, and very ranty) (+ obvious spoiler warning)

episode 18 was fuckin emaculate. genuinly. it was amazing. the one thing i didnt like about it was how it jumped about, same with 19.( i dont blame them for it tho, it makes sense with the story, i just didnt really love it.) 19 was good for the most part and served as a decent ending but was missing castiel and eileen (mention + presence) which sucked but what can you expect yk,,

episode 20. i have. so many issues with episode 20. WHY DID THEY EVEN????? LIKE TWO MENTIONS OF CAS, NO MENTION OF EILEEN, DEAN FUCKING DIEING, SAMS WIG, ???HEAVEN BEING LACKLUSTER???? it was so. just disappointing. cuz it could've been great. the end part of 20 was the only good part (jared and jensen signing off of the show). the show should've ended on 19 tbh. thats how im seeing it anyway. in my mind thats where it ended, but like, with cas and eileen back.

what i really disliked:

deans death. im pretty sure everyone hated that. and the whole like thing of him dying was really,, sorta,, weird? like; why did it go on so long?? did it happen bc he doesnt have god given plot armor anymore or was it just cuz?did jack see it? how did he feel about it? did he care or did he be all omniscient because he became god?? how did he survive that long? logistically? there was a fucking rusty rebar thing IN HIS SPINE (or like RIGHT NEXT TO IT??). WOULD THAT NOT?? PARALYZE?? OR WORSE???. and, im sorry, but i hated the forehead touch. it felt weird man. i get that they were close but,, not that close? even when they were more unhealthily codependent they wouldn't have done that. i think so anyway. i dunno. also. DEAN HAS SHOWN MULTIPLE TIMES AND IM SURE THE WRITERS WERE OVERTLY AWARE THAT DEAN DID NOT WANT TO DIE ON THE JOB. HE WANTED TO RETIRE WITH SAM AND CAS. ALWAYS WANTED THAT. he often said shit like "we're gonna die on the job, draw the short stick, thats just how it is, how its gonna end for us." (mixing quotes from the top of my head so, not exact) which he clearly thought would happen because pessimism but he NEVER wanted that. for HIMSELF or SAM. dean dying in this episode IS A CRITICAL DISSERVICE TO HIS CHARACTER.

sams mystery wife and (non mystery) child. BLURRY FACE WIFE. WHY IS SHE. WHY. also- how did he recover (seemingly) so quickly? i mean- if he really believed dean was gone FOREVER. when death hasnt meant forever in forever, how would he be so okay? idk. also, idk why, but sam having a kid seems very bizzare. could just be me. also. where tf is eileen. is she the blurry face wife? why would they do that if yes? (could be a load or reasons, either way they couldve like, said it was eileen, if it was supposed to,, idk,,,)

one or two mentions of castiel. did the writers just forget his CHARACTER IMPORTANCE?!?!? HES SO IMPORTANT TO THE STORY??? HE GRIPPED DEAN TIGHT AND RAISED HIM FROM PERDITION. HE LOVED DEAN. DEAN (INARGUABLY) LOVED HIM BACK. he (castiel) deserved SO. much better. my friend who has watched spn since she was a baby AGREES WITH ME. i GRRR I GRR I GRRR!!!! cas not being in this episode is such an aggravating disservice to his character. he deserved more. the fans deserved more.

alright im done ranting now. may add more on later. im gonna go rewatch the show and read fix it fics.

#spn #supernatural #spn ending #supernatural ending #spn s15 #spn rant #.txtpost #should i tag as destiel #......#destiel

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torialefay · 3 months

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Your reading about Chan is something extraordinary! Even knowing that the birth time is still missing, it all makes so much sense that it's incredible. But honestly, the sequel about his first time with a girlfriend left me a little suffocated - he's so intense that I felt breathless and, I guess, a little scared, afraid. I don't know much about the zodiac, but the little I do know, should I blame this feeling on my Venus in Aquarius? I was very curious about how our compatibility would be, especially because he is my bias... Which leads me to ask you:

Could you check the compatibility of our charts? I have a Pisces sun, Leo rising and Sagittarius moon. As I said before, my Venus is in Aquarius and if I'm not mistaken, my Mars is in Aries (when I read about his Mars being a fire sign I already realized that a fight between us would be very ugly). I share my birthday with Hyunjin, actually (3/20/98... a little old, I know).

Anyway, I would like to thank you very much for sharing your knowledge on the subject.

I hope you have a great day! 🤍🤎✨

hello there little pisces baby (me too hehe): first of all, you are not old 😭 literally not even a year older than me. also you are literally the cutest

i used this first inbox instead of the second one you sent me bc i think your name was in the other one! didn’t want to put it out there just in case <3

alright, let’s do this thang :)

Leo Ascendant (1st house):

Your Leo ascendant is a great match for Chan! Having a Leo ascendant, it is likely that living in authenticity is important to you. You are good at making other people feel special. Even if you can’t see it yourself, you have a natural talent for making others like you. This can either manifest in a way of being extroverted or introverted. If extroverted, people are usually naturally drawn to you. If introverted, people are still more than likely drawn to you in a way that they are more curious of you than anything. Sometimes Leo ascendants can get a bad rep for valuing attention, but I don’t necessarily think that way. Leo risings like the feeling of being valued and understood more than anything- this usually just manifests as receiving attention in who they are as a person. This is almost always reciprocated by the Leo Ascendant, always looking for the things that make individuals unique and playing that up to make them feel loved. Leo Ascendants usually believe that each person has a special calling in life, and their goal is always to find their own and let that shine.

With Chan’s Gemini ascendant, this is a great combo! It’s a combo that initially draws a lot of attention to one another. You can both play off of each other’s interests in people and quickly get to know a lot about one another. The way I see this manifesting in your relationship is coming off as the couple who is friends with literally everyone. Even if you didn’t have a picture perfect relationship, this is how it would seem on the outside.

Sun in Pisces in 8th house:

Your Sun in Pisces in the 8th house is such a powerful placement!

With your Sun in Pisces, it is likely that your friends would describe you as someone who is truly caring of others, is a peacemaker, and someone who can get lost in their own world from time to time. This can sometimes manifest in negative ways though, forgetting to reply to messages or emails, or even having trouble with procrastination. HOWEVER, being in the 8th house is an awesome combo with Pisces! The 8th house rules rebirth and transformation. Bringing a Piscean, watery, dreamy energy into that is super motivational for change. It is likely that you have a lot of big ideas and are deeply aware of who you are at your core. You are deeeeply empathetic. You could be focused on things such as self-improvement, the arts, music as an emotional outlet, and more alternative mediums like astrology, tarot, wicca, etc. You probably have some form of femininity about you, which can manifest in either dreamy-ish elements OR alternative/quirky elements. You love different forms of self expression.

This is a good match with Chan’s Sun in Libra. You would encourage him to find himself for who he truly is and he would support you in all of your big ideas. He could also help some of these ideas come to life. You would most definitely bring out a softer side to him that would make him feel well-rounded and loved. There would definitely be a subtle sweetness as an overtone to your relationship.

Moon in Sagittarius in 5th house:

I think this matches the rest of your chart well. Moon in Sag in 5th house means you have a DEEP need on an emotional level to experience self-expression and creativity with complete freedom. You value that for others as well. You probably dream of traveling or going on large scale adventures. You feel best when you have freedom to explore all of your interests. You value hearing others’ opinions and are super open-minded, liking to be challenged to think about things in other perspectives.

I think this is a pretty good match for Chan’s Moon in Libra. You would be very encouraging, yet again, of him to find himself and what HE truly wants. Not what he thinks other people want for him. You are able to give him freedom to develop who he needs to be. I could see this as a very spiritually-healing relationship for him. He would help you feel valued in everyday life and always support your dreams.

Mercury and Mars in Aries in the 9th house:

Although you have a Pisces Sun, your Mercury and Mars indicate to me that you can be very honest in what you want or what you want to say. However, with the Piscean personality trait, I feel like you’ve found a way to channel honesty into a way that it won’t really hurt other people. Again, there IS a gentle nature to you, so I see it very unlikely that you would just explode on someone right off the bat. It is a lot more likely that when in an argument, it would take a lot of repetition or a large buildup of things that go against your values to make you boil over. When you get mad, you can definitely get mad. With that Mercury in Aries as well, it’s likely that you could also say some harsh things that you’ve been thinking (now without a filter) when in a fight. I’m not gonna lie, fights with Chan would get way way explosive. May even end up in needing time apart if you’re not careful. These fights would typically stem from differences in beliefs or philosophy… I DO think though that since both of your sun signs are passive, you could eventually be able to understand the other person and need to reconcile deeply with each other to feel comfortable to return back to the relationship. It would take time though.

Aquarius in Venus in the 7th house:

The 7th house is the ruler of romantic and platonic relationships. Venus is also the ruler of the 7th house, so this will be a prominent part of your life! Aquarius in Venus tends to act on love from a level that is more cerebral- they need to know that the relationship they would be entering makes sense. This manifests in the fact that many Aq in Venus will want to be FRIENDS first, before considering a romantic relationship. They need to know that their partner will be intelligent and funny, someone who can mentally stimulate them and be unique. So Aquarius relationships can definitely be a slowww burn. They can also be nontraditional a lot of times in the sense of maybe not necessarily feeling the need to get married or other social “taboos” (which are changing tho so that’s good). In the bedroom, Aqs HAVE TO find someone who they feel is truly their match to feel comfortable with sexually. Like I’ve said, Aquarians are unique- they like what they like. This isn’t to say that they aren’t adventurous in the bedroom, but rather that they have certain interests that they just do or do not want to try. One big problem that could happen with Chan’s Venus in Scorpio is how possessive/obsessive he could tend to feel over you. Many Aqs in Venus do not want to feel like they are being told what to do or that they don’t have the freedom to do as they please. It can feel almost suffocating in a way. It can honestly cause them to shut down sometimes, getting too overwhelmed with something they never asked for. If there was a relationship with Chan, sexual boundaries would need to be established early on. If not, you could each find yourself in a relationship where you were super into each other in all other aspects than this one. You would definitely have to reach a level of compromise. I could see you having slightly the upper hand in this, Aq being a cardinal sign. Chan would still need the super deep, emotional aspects involved in your love life, but I do think there are ways around how he could obtain it and how often it would be integrated into the bedroom.

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koreofitall · 9 months

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Hi guys, it's been a little while, huh? Just over a month lol. I'm gonna ramble some under the cut. Thank you for holding space for me 🖤

A month doesn't sound that long, but it's felt like an eternity 🫠 anyways.

I had to disappear for a bit for my own sake. Being online was getting very overwhelming for me, even on tumblr (not bc of anything specific here tho). The constant trash state the world is really a killer, and I didn't want to completely burn myself from the internet, so I just decided to take a little break. I struggle a lot with the thought that I'm not thought of or remembered. It's kind of like 'if I disappear, would anyone care' sort of thing, y'know? I'm sorry for not saying anything. I'm working on this kind of stuff everyday.

So. I've been struggling with grief recently, and a lot of it. I had to cut ties with a direct family member not too long ago, and grieving the loss of somebody who's still alive is just as hard as grieving someone who isn't. The more I'd go about my day to day, the more I realized that I never had the relationship I so desperately craved with them, even after working so hard to preserve what I thought was there. It's hard as fuck to come to terms with that. It's come with battling thoughts of worthiness and such as well, but just because I don't have the relationships I crave so badly in my life right now doesn't mean I never will. It's cost me a lot of heartache to be able to say that for myself, but I'm glad I've grown able to do so.

I've also just been grieving the life I'd hoped I'd have by now. One that's full of the most divine love and fulfillment. I'm a music and theatre artist. Went to school for it. Shit, planned to be performing on the biggest of stages by the time I'm the age that I am now. I also hoped to be surrounded by people and relationships FILLED with love. I thought I had that, really. That hasn't happened, though, and it feels very far away. I'm lonely and depressed and truly living my 20s, it seems 😅 (not to mention it costs so damn much just to live 🙃) Everyone is on their own time line, but maaaaaaaan. If feels like such a sucker punch to the gut when I think about how vibrant and excited I was to live my life when I graduated college, and now I'm really just trying to survive day by day. Most of the time, we're not prepared for what life throws at us, and I've learned that the hard way.

This community on tumblr has always been a sort of safe haven for me, from the years I spent lurking, to making my snzblog just a little over a year ago (I think it was literally late july of last year I created it, so yay 🥳) thanks for letting me ramble 🖤 hope you guys are doing okay.

#not snz #*throws this at you all and runs away*#human moments #🖤

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sorcerous-caress · 8 days

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hope this isn't weird to ask but how long have you been writing and how old are you? did you ever take any courses related to writing or have you been improving through writing as a hobby?

Hey it's not weird at all, I'll happily answer!

I'm 20 years old, and I have been writing non-continuously since I was 12.

My first fic was written with colon punctuation for spoken dialogue instead of quotation marks bc I didn't know what those were at the time. For example:

Bob: nice weather we're having today (he said with a smile)

Bob2: I signed the divorce papers, they're on the counter. (Sighing at the other's stubbornness)

I posted it on wattpad.

Afterwards, I never wrote anything else, but I learned about Ao3 and kept enganging in fandom spaces. At 14, I joined roleplaying group chats, which made me think and write faster to keep the rp going. Eventually, it became one on one rp with another person where we would take our chat history log, freshen it up a bit, then post it as a fic.

By 16, I joined a fandom server with a semi serious writing subcategory in it. People more experienced and much older than me would beta for other's story. It's where I picked up the habit to write drafts in google docs so I can easily share the link for a beta reader to add suggestions to.

I still haven't written another fic by then, not by myself, at least. I got very insecure at the time about my writing and lack of knowledge. Mind you, I joined the server, not knowing what punctuation was. It took several beta readers adding punctuation for me until it finally clicked that I should use it.

It felt like I was an outcast in a way? Sure, everyone treated me just as nicely as others there, but I noticed the little things that added up over time. Like how no one would react or talk about the stories I post, but if someone else shares theirs, then the entire server gushes over it. Or how one time I reacted to my own story with an emoji, only for someone else to mention how it's me who clicked it and I shouldn't do that. It was a very unhealthy environment for a 16-year-old surrounded by 30-20 years old, but I stuck to it because I wanted to improve my writing.

Even if I was ignored, they'd still beta for me as a chance to offer "constructive criticism." Artists can be very petty when a low skilled person joins them.

My skills improved, and I posted my second fic! It was nothing remarkable, but it felt like the first stone into the stairway of improvement, yk? I loved that fic, it was my crowning jewel.

But as a result, I started to hate writing. It was a struggle, I'd spend hours on two sentences while others on the server were bragging about their 50k fics. I hated my own inability to perform better, to write better.

I got sick of reading my own writing from the number of times I'd rewrite it in an attempt to format it better. I couldn't even bare look at other's writing or read fanfics on AO3 because I'd always compare their writing to mine. Break their style down and analyse it in an attempt to spot what I'm doing wrong.

I left the server eventually, abruptly too. It was for the better.

I swore off of writing.

For two years, that was true. I gradually came to reading fanfics again, but just looking at a blank document was enough to get me nauses.

By 18, Aot happened, and the boom in x reader fanfics.

Everything I've written up to this point has been ships. Not once did I consider the idea of an x reader. For a while, I used to scoff at it and label it as cringe, as if the ship fanfics I was reading wasn't cringe either. Elitism, I tell you.

I saw these request blogs and how posting on tumblr seemed less intimidating than AO3. How intimate it felt to have an anon talk to you about your own fic that you wrote for them, to have people discussing your writing and stories with you! And they ask for more!

Sign me tf up.

I started my first writing blog, and I didn't know shit. I learned as I went. The new formatting, the tumblr tag system, creating a masterlist.

How important presentation is in here.

In AO3, your fic has the same chance of being read as any other one. Only your description is there to judge it by. But on tumblr? The shiny bookcover was almost as important as the material inside. In here, you have to market your own fic, present it with a lovely bow on top, add a pretty eyecatching header, and all the right trending tags.

Luckily, it clicked easy for me. I used free domian paintings from past centuries to make my covers, and they stood out amongst the anime cover galore. It was a little pretentious, I admit, but I also was a little pretentious, so it's alright.

I played my cards right, answered requests enthusiastically, and delivered fics at a fast rate. Paid attention to what styles worked best and what genres attracted more attention. At that point, it was a numbers game for me. Play marketing right, and you'll win at capitalism.

It felt very degrading and dirty.

My personal style fazed out, and my fics had a sanitised safe for mass consume feel to it. It was written to appeal to you rather than written out of any real love or passion.

It was soulless garbage.

Not to mention at the time I still used the same unhealthy and needlessly convoluted writing method I learned from that server. Yes I cut ties with them but I still didn't have any other alternative writing method to use.

What's that? Just write however I want? Are you crazy? What like my 12y old self wrote on wattpad? My 18y old self would rather die than actually be true to themselves.

I was extremely insecure and afraid of being labelled as "cringe" I completely ereased any stray stains of personality that managed to trickle their way down into my writing. Not once did I write for myself during that time, and not once did I actually enjoy a single piece I made.

I hated all of them, I couldn't bear to even read the fics I wrote. But I still made more and more to appease the requesters, still forced myself to sit and write each morning for hours on end.

A tight timeline, an exhausting production and no friends or hobbies to fall back into and relax. It was a fucking nightmare.

What ircked me the most was how people would just keep requesting more without a thank you or even a fuck you afterwards. It's like it's a fast food drive-through and I should be grateful for any attention I get.

But I never said a word. I never complained because complaining drives away people and engagement. No, I needed to keep my happy chill imagine and never show any emotion or talk about my struggles in real life or writing.

Instead of realising I hated my writing because of its lack of essence and soul, I convinced myself instead that it's because my skill level is still too low.

So I searched online. I found writing courses I couldn't afford, and neither could I ask my family for money for anything at the time because of personal reasons.

So I put on my pirate hat.

Apparently, people don't bother uploading the scam writing tips courses to pirate websites. That's fair.

Instead, I pirated books from famous authors talking about writing. Read them and tried to apply their methods, ignored my own preferences, and wrote to fit their subjective standards of what good writing is.

I signed up for free trials courses that didn't require a credit card and copied every single file into my hard drive before the trail ended.

I had so much material to study. I watched youtube videos about writing. I really really tried everything I could.

But I still loathed every fucking word I put down on these pages.

And I hated how a general advice in writing was to "follow your heart" what is that supposed to mean? I can't do that. Others do not like my heart, It has been proven many times before so how about you just give me some useful advice instead you useless wrinkled piece of shit book?

...

You can't force or fake creativity.

You can fake an elegant writing style, you can copy interesting lines from famous books and apply them to your own writing, you can include every trendy word in all the right places.

But you can't fake creativity.

I wished I was 12 again. Writing fics on wattpad, where my style was worse than garbage, and yet I loved it. People loved it.

Because it was garbage with a soul, a garbage that had empty chocolate milk bottles and spilt sprinkles. A garbage that showed personality and where my priorities were. With kids' fingerprints in colourful paint and a toddler's fridge artpiece.

A garbage that mirrored my love for the art.

And I ruined it. I traded it all for stupid punctuation that I didn't even care for.

I was happy.

Like every other probome in my life, I ran away.

I hit my breaking point. The requests were never ending, the studying and writing books were getting more and more pretentious and contradicting themselves. I barely had time to eat, I don't talk to people or go outside.

I do not have the time for anything, I missed having friends.

I left the blog. I stopped writing, it was too anxiety inducing.

I got into videogames again, I enjoyed the text heavy ones. I chose to ignore what that implied.

They were so...beautiful.

And fun!

I made some friends, I was happy for a while.

Then, one of my favourite characters in my video game mentioned missing their parents, how hard the funeral was.

It hit home.

I'm not writing, I convinced myself with a lie, I'm just gonna put down my thoughts on them...in a google document.

See just around 1k words, easy peasy. I AM NOT WRITING. It doesn't count.

But I did write it. Not with any calculated formula or method. I wrote my thoughts like how I hear them in my head and what I felt, what I imagined the character would feel.

Then, I added some dialogue, trimmed the corners, and sprinkled in euphemism.

It was simple and bare, vulnerable.

I posted it. It never got much traction.

But I was happy, I liked it, even loved it and kept rereading it.

I was 19.

I nervously showed it to my friend. They mentioned how much they can't stand reading books or fics because the words overwhelm them courtesy of their ADHD.

But they managed to read mine. Very smoothly.

Because my style, my own personal style that is set to my preference, makes me write in small paragraphs and straightforward. I never linger on details or focus on one thing for too long, I always give breaks and seperate events from each other.

And it clicked for this one person who struggled with reading, a style that will get criticism in any serious writing circle for being too simple or childish.

They liked it.

I hate needless convolution.

I just turned 20 years old, I asked for Baldur's Gate 3 early access as my birthday gift.

I received it, I played it.

I fell in love with its writing.

Then I made this blog, and I promised myself not to follow rabbits into any holes again. To reject the requests I don't want, to write because I love to, because I find it interesting or fun.

To never feel obligated to any thing or person. Only write if I want to, only post it if I want to. And if I don't want to? Then I simply won't.

And yes this blog gets much less attention than my first one but the people in here, the anons and my readers, they interact much more with me and my writing. It feels much better to have a handful of people genuinely excited and curious about your stories than a hundred people who would only leave likes and leave.

I have never touched a writing course or a helpful book since then. I block every writing tips blog, I see. I hate each and every single post about writing tricks and immediately skip past it.

I don't care if I improve anymore. I don't care if people don't read my stuff. I do not care if my style degenerates so much and reverts back to wattpad. All I care about is the fact I love writing and I enjoy it, I plan to keep it this way.

It's also funny that I'm writing in English since I when I first started writing at 12 it was in Arabic. My first fic? In Arabic.

And I was willing to go down that road yk. Keep true to my heritage and culture, write in my own beautiful language.

But. I wrote about queer topics and stories. Homophobia is still a massive thing in our society. My story was more infamous and taboo than famous and beloved.

I had so many people coming to my dms to "educate" me about religion and sin. How what I'm doing is wrong and the message I'm spreading is haram.

It was funny at first especially when it was the quran that made me want to write in the first place. Because it's actually a collection of poems! It just loses its rhythm when translated to English. It was so beautifully written, I'd listen to it always as a kid.

But then those dms became unbearable and I decided to learn english to join the western fandoms instead. A 12y old just deciding to fuck it and learn a whole new language to write gay fics.

A lot of my struggles in writing at 12-17 was because I was still learning English at the time.

This was fun. Thank you so much for asking this, anon! I had the chance to reminisce about the past.

I made so many mistakes. But I'd rather having made them and reached this point of content with myself than not having made them at all.

#♡other #♡writing

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saivii · 12 days

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For the character ask game: 7, 18, 20 for Minoru, and/or 1, 2, 13 for Ryo! :D

thanks so much for the ask!! :D <3

minoru:

7. the first one that came to my mind is "i haven't felt this bad since the time i thought i was gonna poop my pants in elementary school!" but "let's make like a bread truck and haul buns" is also a classic sjsfkf

18. oh he was definitely a menace lol. i feel like he was the kind of kid who loved to play pranks on everyone (especially adults), and i think he was always the class clown type of kid.

20. idk if this is weird as much as sad (and it might be a stretch) but it's been on my mind lately: i feel like part of minoru's love for heroes might be bc of his parents' divorce. like hear me out...heroes solve problems and make everyone feel better, and having parents who divorce can be distressing for kids and it feels like they don't have any control in the situation. there's a chance that one of the first times minoru would've wanted to make problems go away and make everyone feel better was when his parents got divorced (and presumably were unhappily married and arguing before the divorce). again this could be a stretch and i've been known to make things more complicated than they are but i think it's an interesting idea idk

ryo:

i think my first impression of him was that he was funny and that he'd probably be one of my favorite characters (and i was right dkdsjlsf)

i think i started to like him during the first few free actions you have with him?? bc he's such an asshole but he's so fuckin funny. but the moment he gained favorite-character status for me was during chapter 3 of my first playthrough bc not only was it clear how much he loved his mom but it was also obvious that he pushed people away bc he automatically assumed that they hated him and considered him burdensome. so at that point i was like "yeah i'd die for this mf." and then he fuckin died like 5 mins later and i cried for at least 20 mins bc i am Very Normal about him lol

13. probably not a surprise to anyone but it's minoru lol. the way they just seem to naturally understand each other is something i love about them (like when ryo recognizes that minoru's teasing is just him trying to cheer ryo up), and i love their banter. i think my favorite thing might be how despite all their bantering and teasing, it's clear that they care a lot about each other and will drop everything if the other needs help. and then they'll both be doing the most to pretend like they don't care That Much and that putting themself in potential danger just to help each other out just isn't a big deal lol. honorable mentions go to his friendships w/ takuma and saki tho!!

thanks again for sending in an ask!! <3

link to the questions if y'all wanna send me more questions or see what the questions are

#i love doing these so feel free to send in more lol #digimon survive #ryo tominaga #minoru hinata #asks

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spurgie-cousin · 1 year

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I felt sad for Jill in her latest video. 😢 she was really upset

(tw: miscarriage)

I just watched it and yea, she does seem genuinely devastated in the part where she talks about it alone and I really do feel for her.

I don't want to repost the video just because I feel weird about it but here are some notes I took while watching:

- ok well first, I saw it was over 20 minutes long, which just made me very afraid of what was to come

- Jill plays a recorded face time of her and Nurie telling Kaylee about her pregnancy from Florida, which just struck me as so weird at first. I guess it shouldn't bc I'm sure she was going to include it in some even longer announcement video if the pregnancy had been viable, but its unclear if everyone involved knows is being recorded, especially bc Kaylee in particular sounds more normal then I've ever heard her in my whole time of watching these guys. The thought that Jill might just record video calls all the time with the intention of posting them on YouTube kinda skeeves me out.

- She also includes some videos of the kids talking about her miscarriage on their own which, ya know, ok whatever you wanna do, but Nurie and Renee do it out in a boat in the middle of the water for some reason? And it's so windy and noisy while they're having this emotional conversation, it just creates a very weird and slightly irritating (for me or anyone else with sensory issues) atmosphere. Also Jill's editing of said video is god awful (more on that in a few bullet points).

- there is a little mini sideshow of just pictures of Jill on the beach

- Jill says she had "weeks" of intense pain that felt like labor pains. Which, listen, if she did all the things pictured in her little slideshow while she was in that kind of pain, I'll give it to her, that's very impressive. I'm sad she felt like she HAD to do all that but impressed that she did. She shows herself performing at churches, looking after grandkids, going out, etc.

- ok so there are several areas where the older girls in particular are talking about the miscarriage and their feelings about it, and Jill will literally cut them off MID sentence and edit out god knows how much of what they're saying.......... it is so frustrating and I can't help but notice she only does this once to herself (and when she does there's no confusion about what she's saying or the point she's trying to make). At one point Renee is saying "I can't wait to meet my six siblings in heaven someda-" and is literally cut off right there, it filled me with rage. I want to know what they're saying!!!

- Jill, Nurie, and Kaylee are so obsessed with being pregnant together.........I just..... don't relate. They mention it at least 5 times.

- she has Sadie (who's 9) read a short, sweet letter she wrote to Jill about her miscarriage for Valentines Day on camera.

- Jill goes over all of her miscarriages, which I know a lot of people are aware of but here is what she says for those who don't know: her first ever pregnancy was a miscarriage, followed by 9 viable pregnancies. Right after they decided to do their traveling, full time ministry and just as she turned 30, she had 3 miscarriages in a row, then Olivia, then one more miscarriage. After that she had Sadie, Sofia, and Janessa right in a row, which then brings us to her latest miscarriage.

- They chose the name 'Reagan' in honor of president Reagan, and because it was gender neutral and they hadn't been far along enough to know the gender. Jill says that she's named all of her miscarriages with a name that ends in -an or -en, in birth order they are: Morgan, Aaron (ends with an -on but ok), Lauren, Jordan, Nolan, and then Reagan.

Very par for the course Jill video but like I said, I do think she's genuinely upset and had a particularly painful few weeks, all of which makes me feel awful for her.

#miscarriage tw #miscarriage cw #jill rodrigues

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demonsfate · 3 months

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I think I've mentioned it before but that's just why i couldn't enjoy the story as much as I could've. Just bc every time Jin says something like "do I deserve to live...?" I think, well, did all the people you kill deserve to live? Or when characters like Lars and Alisa being super friendly to Jin even though in TK7, Lars wanted to kill Jin, and Alisa literally cries at remembering what Jin did to her. It just felt super weird. And I did went into TK8 assuming they weren't gonna explain why Jin's suddenly good again and how people just came to become buddies with him. But I was still highly disappointed they didn't give that explanation.

As I've pointed out many times. in TK6, Jin just wasn't forced to do something bad because he had to or else the world would go bye-bye. But he was also just uncharacteristically cruel for no true reason. See this post where I literally show examples of pre-TK6 Jin with TK6 Jin and how they behave totally different. So the fact that Jin went from telling Alisa she's a "worthless piece of junk" and that he's glad she's gone, versus him showing gratitude for her protection is something that's noticeable in the story, and something that you will question. Because everything Jin did in TK8, I just remember TK6. TK6 left that much of a stain on the character.

So if they weren't gonna explain the sudden change in Jin's character, why he's suddenly good, why everyone supports him... they should've just gave it a quick retcon. Like it would've been much easier to quickly say "yeah Jin's body was controlled by Devil or Azazel and he wasn't actually responsible for any of his actions! Because of this, the other characters sympathized with him and now view him as a victim as well!" As I've always said, if they want Jin to still have That Guilt... he can! it can just manifest from his weakness and shame that somebody used his body to harm and kill.

Another problem is all the unanswered or unresolved things. Maybe I'm wrong, but I could've sworn they said they'll explain the source of the Kazama powers... they don't? Like Jun has the power to repel the devil gene and supposedly heal, but that isn't explain how. She gives Jin the power, but it isn't explained why the Kazamas have it - just that they do and it exists to protect the ones they love. Jun was another problem because they built up her hype regarding her return but she was barely in it other than for flashbacks and in Jin's head. it was only until the very end that we found out that she's, seemingly, still alive. The inclusion of Reina means this isn't the end of the Mishima or the devil saga. Many other characters didn't really get their resolve, either. Xiao did upon finally being with Jin. Jin did with learning to love himself and wanting to live. but characters like Marshal, Paul, Bryan, Yoshimitsu, Lili, Asuka, Jack... they're all stuck in the same loop they've been in for over 20 years now. The same ol' story of marshal needs money, Paul's an idiot who never gets to go far in the tournaments, Asuka and Lili still fight each other - we're STILL not told how Asuka is related to Jin, and Asuka STILL doesn't know of her power that was hinted in her noncanon TK5 ending.

Then there were things I was just... confused by. Azucena is a prime example. When I first saw her in the second story trailer, I thought she was gonna be an evil capitalist queen who isn't what she seems - similar to Reina, she seems like a fun girl, but in reality - she's evil, selfish, power hungry and will do anything for her goal, even if it means siding with somebody who's gonna kill millions. I thought this made her more interesting than the first impression that she's just coffee obsessed. But when we actually see her in the story mode??? She... thinks she's on the good side?! Like she starts talking about world peace and how she'll do anything for it, and then starts accusing Leo of being the bad guy??? Wtf??? How on earth could she believe that G-Corp are the good guys when Kazuya is literally threatening to WIPE OUT countries?! And then her and Leo just as a casual banter afterward?? Maybe I just misunderstood something here? I was kinda confused why Nina just... left the story, too lol. Like did Kazuya had her on a timed contract or something? Some fans are even still debating whether certain characters died or not lol.

I had problems with DJ's depiction (even if he's usually very entertaining before the uh... Saving Jin moment). But I already wrote my issues in a separate post and it feels redundant to repeat them here lol and that other post i reblogged already mentioned other issues i had, too lol

And I know that yes, Tek's stories are usually a mess and it's best not to focus too much on a fighting game's story. But like, when you're consuming a story, it's just hard to turn off your brain and ignore the glaring issues. Whilst I still enjoyed it, there were also a lotta things that were weird.

#✏️ - ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏsᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ // (ooc)#t8 spoilers #// i FELT there were more things that irked me too #// but i can't remember them rn...

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itsukismoon · 8 months

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Chef Cuit VS Chaos Cooking - Chapter 1 (Itsuki)

>> chapter 2

Location: Country of Gastronomy, Dilettant. Edouard castle kitchen.

Itsuki: …Alright. I washed my hands clean and my kimono sleeves are tied. (note: when working, kimono sleeves can be tied up with a string so that they don’t get in the way)

Itsuki: Now I can start cooking anytime.

Emma: Good luck, Itsuki!

Itsuki: Yes, it’s a rare opportunity to be able to ask a top chef for advice.

With shining eyes, Itsuki looked around the spacious kitchen.

Dilettant is now going through its rainy season. Because of this, most people spend a lot of time at home during this period.

Because of this, most people will end up cooking for themselves. Taking this opportunity, Oscar-san came up with the idea of opening a cooking class with Cuit as the teacher—

Today, as a rehearsal, Itsuki and Oscar-san were supposed to learn cooking.

Oscar: I beg you, Cuit, overcome the biggest obstacle between me and Itsuki.

Cuit: Ahah, so we’re in the climax from the very beginning…

Emma: (Oscar, who can’t even break an egg, and Itsuki, who generates dark matter—)

Emma: (Obviously, they won’t be easy students.)

Cuit: First of all, I’d like to check your cooking skills, so could you try making something for me?

Itsuki & Oscar: Got it/Yes.

Both of them started cooking for some time.

Emma: (I thought I’d try helping them out if something happened, but it doesn’t seem like there’s any particular problem so far.)

CRASH

At that moment, a strong hot wind suddenly blew through the room.

Emma: WAH- A PILLAR OF FIRE…!?

Cuit: OSCAR-SAN! TOO MUCH BRANDY!!!!

Oscar: Sorry. My hands got carried away.

Itsuki: As expected of the gourmet, Oscar…. A bold and artistic flambé!

Emma: No, rather than a flambé that was a disaster…!

Luckily, the fire was extinguished quickly, and I felt relieved.

Emma: W-what a relief… are you doing well, Itsuki?

Itsuki: No problem, I’m adjusting the taste.

Itsuki: Mh… it kind of lacks. Should I try adding some sweetness?

Emma: (…Is it okay?)

Player’s choice: Do you want some help? (+8 sun) // What does it taste like? (+8 moon)*

Emma: What does it taste like?

Itsuki: Seafood, pork ribs, and chicken bone broth were fused together to create a stimulating flavour together with 20 kinds of herbs and spices.

Emma: There’s too much..!?

Itsuki: I see. But it still lacks something. I was thinking of adding some sugar, honey and berry jam.

Emma: (What do I do. I should stop him but this is his cooking…!)

Itsuki: If it comes out well, won’t you try it too?

Emma: EH?

Itsuki: You’re always making a lot of delicious food for me and everyone else. I want to thank you back with food.

Itsuki: I want to see you smile and say “It’s good!”.

Emma: ….Yes. Thank you, Itsuki.

Emma: (I hope Itsuki can become good at cooking through this class.)

As Oscar-san seemed to have calmed down, Cuit came over to see how things were doing.

Cuit: Oscar-san’s cooking has completely turned into charcoal so I can’t taste it… what about you, Itsuki?

Itsuki: You came at the right moment. The simmered dish is complete and I’d like you to try it. (SOMEONE STOP HIM HE’S GONNA KILL CUIT)

music stops

Emma: …!

On the small tasing plate that Itsuki held out, there was something akin to vegetables dyed in a strange color by the broth.

Cuit: Y-yes. You cut the back (of the vegetable) well so it seems that the taste was absorbed really well.

Cuit: Thank you for the m—

Cuit: Uogh—!?!?

Emma: CUIT, ARE YOU OKAY???

Cuit: …..Y-yes. I saw the Eden for a moment, but I’m somehow still alive.

Itsuki: I thought it cooked well and soaked up the flavour… I’m sorry, it’s not to your liking?

Itsuki: …Maybe it wasn’t the sweetness that was lacking but the bitterness? Next time, I should add some chameleon plant. (don’t ask me what this is bc I have no idea)

Emma: (…..The road ahead is a difficult one.)

#mobage #ymkr #yume100 #ゆめくろ #yumekuro #otome #joseimuke #yumekuro translations #dream meister and the recollected black fairy #otome games #itsuki #夢職人と忘れじの黒い妖精

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