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lowkeyrobin · 2 months

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Platonic Ghostbusters x social media manager! Reader?

oooo hell yeah!! ; thanks for requesting and I hope u enjoy :)

GHOSTBUSTERS ; social media manager

summary ; you run the official ghostbusters social media platforms

warnings ; language

word count ; 746

masterlist

Podcast wanted to run the official Ghostbuster social media's but was quickly turned down at that. They needed someone who could actually be on top of that kind of stuff and whatnot. So, Stanz made a deal with Podcast that they'd get a social media manager, and he could act as their teammate with that, basically. Giving them ideas, giving them video clips and extra details, etcetera.

Most of the others didn't see a real reason for a social media manager, but as long as it wasn't their money.

Trevor offered to just do everything himself, but that was obviously turned down as well. The teens all agreed not to let the adults run the account either. They didn't need millennial - Gen X / Boomer humor flooding the whole account and making them look bad.

And that's where you came in.

surprisingly, Pheobe was the one to find you. she's seriously the most chronically offline person ever so the fact she ever opened Instagram was a miracle in itself

lots of talking back and forth and meeting the original four three ghostbusters to get input, then meeting callie & garry and the teenagers

you actually figured out that you used to be friends with Lucky as well, damn

you had managed social media accounts before, but you'd recently quit a few of those because of labor laws being broken so, yknow

you quickly formed a bond with Lucky, Trevor, and Podcast. you were kind of close in age to all three of them and they were all invested in the public image for the brand

setting the Instagram up was genuinely the funnest thing ever

the four of you were chilling in the living room in the firehouse (since sleepover stuff, pheobe was in her room reading) and you had your laptop in your lap and the three of them over your shoulders

the amount of laughing and cackling got some scolding from callie upstairs

it took everything out of you to not make the first post a video of trevor being soaked in Slimer's slime (which had been recorded by Lucky just by coincidence as they were investigating the attic again)

the first three posts, which were pinned, all lined up to be like a banner kind of logo with the theme song in the back, and they all played the same video, clips of the og ghostbusters and how they grew and then the new ghostbusters

the tiktok is its own thing, you allowed trev, lucky, podcast (and pheobe) to run it, but everything had to be ran by you first because pr shit

but thankfully no boomer humor or slang is ever being put on those accounts

most of those people don't even know wtf the internet is anyways lol

stanz has a personal vendetta against you /hj after you posted a .5 of him for relatable promo. he had no idea what you were doing but it was criminal that you made his forehead look so much more bigger than it already was

Winston gives you a bunch of old pics to post to trending angst sounds as well LOL

let's not talk about that tiktok where you, lucky, and trevor dance to/remake submissive and breedable by smosh ft bbno$, okay?

^podcast and pheobe were behind the camera cackling the whole time

lots of random pic posts on the insta as well because why not (most of them are the teens looking awkward, callie, gary & lars trying to look like cool scientists, or venkman, stanz, zeddemore & melnitz being classic, sassy old people)

the socials are never professional whatsoever, it's fun but it's not heavily controversial or obvious that you're there as a pr manager basically or just to manage the socials

like man they don't have the time to look at all the comments, take all the advice, reply to fans, etc

I mean that wage ain't that bad either LMAO

trevor is always bitching about how you make more money than he does /lh

you're not just a representative to them, you're actually family. you're just cool like that

"bro y/n is such a mc I hate them" and you'll reply on your personal w a "says you, reality shifter" or smthn LMAO idfk

always reposting ghostbuster edits / fanart etc because fandom culture 🙏

also I can't get over the fact the ghostbuster theme song is canon now either. yk damn well that shit is plastered everywhere thanks to you 💀

"do the ghostbusters respond??" "stanz said he loves your dog" "HELP HSEIJDLAKE"

10/10 experience

#lowkeyrobin #ghostbusters frozen empire #ghostbusters afterlife #ghostbusters x reader #ghostbusters #trevor spengler x reader #pheobe spengler x reader #trevor spengler #pheobe spengler #podcast x reader #lucky domingo x reader #lucky domingo #podcast #gn reader #gender neutral reader #they/them reader #gn!reader

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eviebane · 5 months

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you guys loved my part 1 and 2 of Badly Explained Good Omens so i'm just going to keep doing it. fight me. (disclaimer: this series will be written when i'm either sleep deprived, caffeine overloaded, or drunk. feel free to speculate which one it is this time)

right so Season 1 of Good Omens is basically, these two man-shaped creatures who definitely don't want to lick each other's faces get together in a park full of spies & snitches so they can talk without raising suspicion (foolproof plan, obviously). it's basically a romeo and juliet thing, except romeo is an angelic bookseller hoarder and juilet is a snake demon who will make u re-evaluate your sexual orientation. and possibly give you gender envy. your average stuff, right.

so gender envy boy (Crowley) goes, hey, my lot made me uber the devil's son to an american diplomat the other night, and the angel (Aziraphale) goes, if you're going to destroy the world via evil baby style, can you lot at least not make it into some cheesy american movie. at least make it something actually cool. anyway so they're chatting about the end of the world, as you do, and Crowley goes y'know, Hell is gonna fuck the whole world up and Azi goes Nah, we beat your dumbarses before, we will again, and Crowley goes ANYWAY if everyone gets slaughtered, guess what? no more food, no more music. your life is gonna be boring af

so they go on a little date and Crowley keeps winding him up about how boring shit's gonna be when all the humans have been murdered in the ethereal/occult purge, and Aziraphale finally goes Yeah OK, but you realise I can't do shit about it right? like it's God's will and Crowley goes Nah nah nah, look. Look. Right. so I gotta look after this devil child for a few years and use my sexy nanny vibes to make sure he's evil. why don't YOU also infiltrate this devil child's household and teach him not to kill snails? it'll be like cosmic balance. yin/yang. the kid will be a normal little shit like most preteen boys, rather than starting apocalypses little shit.

Aziraphale is so captivated by his slutty charm and sparkling eyes that he agrees.

so they stalk the kid, dress up like old welsh gardeners and dominatrix nanny to teach him to love slugs and crush his foes under his boot. surprisingly, the kid is relatively normal. although he hates dinosaurs, so that's obviously concerning. Crowley suggests cold blooded murder of the child but Aziraphale's like Nah why don't i cosplay Fell the Marvellous again at his birthday party and Crowley goes why the fuck do I love this loser

anyway so as it turns out, the nuns that Crowley uber'd this baby to 11 years ago ended up with the wrong parents. The best friends husbands roadtrip to go fuck up the nuns, but actually Crowley's maggot colleague (no thats not an insult) burned the nunnery down and it's now a paintball arena, where currently a bunch of repressed office workers are shooting each other. there's a noteworthy bit where the husbands get hit with a paintball, Crowley becomes a naga (except reverse the top and bottom bits. Yeah it's terrifying) just to make a dude shit himself, then Aziraphale puppy dog eyes Crowley to get the stain off his coat because it ruins his vibes and that's not kool.

Crowley tries to make out with Aziraphale against the wall but then forgets the kissing part, then he bippity-boppity-boos a surviving ex-nun so they can interrogate her. the whole trip is pretty useless and it ends up becoming just them two flirt-fighting for a day. Oh also Crowley runs over a witch, but it's fine because she's an American

As it turns out, the witch left a book behind in Crowley's car and Aziraphale yoinks it like the book kleptomaniac he is, then binges it like your new favourite 150k fanfic

Crowley literally climbs the walls in boredom (unfortunately got cut, but still happened in my mind). They eventually meet up in Secret Rendezvous Spot #3 where they have a lover's quarrel and Crowley slut walks off

Next thing ya know, there's a witchfinder (yea don't worry too much about him) at Aziraphale's door and he tries to exorcise him via a prophecy book, a cute little retro desk bell and a fuckin lighter. Anyway.

So Aziraphale was trying to talk to God before the nutbag showed up via a magic angel circle that does a little star trek hologram. He ends up talking to God's secretary (not the fun kind) and he's like, Yeah no God's having PTO rn. Also you're being drafted into war 'cause shit's about to go down and Aziraphale's like Ahhh ok cool neat. let me just like, do a bit of tidying up first, oh and I have to pick up the dry cleaning, um then I need to make dinner, so anyway i'll be there soon. totally. yup. so excited to go fight hot sexy with pretty yellow eyes- bad, evil demons.

Aziraphale accidently cha cha slides into the circle and his body crumbles (same) and he pops into Heaven without a body. He gets yelled at by Anderson for not having a body or that sword he gave the humans 6000 years ago, and honestly I can't help but think it's Heaven's fault for not stock taking enough

Aziraphale's like Haha yeah Anderson I'm not fighting no war, I have a hot sexy yellow-eyed pretty beautiful smart funny demon to ki- uuuh, I mean, I'm a pacifist now, BYE and he yeets himself back to the mortal plane via a floaty picture of Earth

He finds Crowley going on a bender and doodling A+C=<3 on the pub table. Aziraphale's like Right Crowley get your shit together, we got an Apocalypse to stop in Tadfield

Crowley ends up getting trapped in London via a giant doom circle of fire that he designed, but he's like Ah nah fuck it, my Bentley can take it and it DOES. I mean it does explode, but only after it gets him to Tadfield. What a stellar car. 10/10

The husbands try to murder the child with a fireworks gun, that fails, then they watch the child encourage his friends to insult three cosmic beings to death. Yah it actually works, too.

The child then insults Lucifer into the void, and that's it, ba ba boom, apocalypse averted. The husbands do what they do best; get crunk.

Heaven & Hell kidnap the husbands and tries to give them their Worst Employee of the Century rewards, but the husbands survive it via clever trickery and Being A Little Shit, and they ride off into the sunset and confess their love at the Ritz via affectionate insults

the end

season 2

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #goodomens #gomens #badly explained good omens #crack #for the record i have written an entire (yes all 4 books) summary of the hunger games if anyone wants it. its as appalling as this is

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wolfjackle-creates · 1 year

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Ghost!Robin Part 7

All right! Here's part 7. I hope you enjoy. I don't think I really have any opening notes to go over this time, so I'll just leave it there. Check out the ask game I posted yesterday if you're interested.

This week you get a bit more than usual at 1.6k words.

First, Previous

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“What was that you meant about me being Jazz’s second dead boyfriend?”

Over his surprised laughter, he heard Jazz’s groan from across the hall. Yeah, he really did like Jason more than Johnny.

“One of my former rogues, Johnny 13, pretended to be human and started dating Jazz for a period. He was trying to mold her body into a vessel for his equally dead girlfriend Kitty. He had a similar bad-boy vibe to you but was actually awful. We might be cool now, but I’m still pissed he did that.”

Jason blinked at him before a slow grin took over his face. “So Jazz has a history of bad choices, does she? She always acts like she’s always had it together.”

“Oh definitely not. No child raised by our parents could have it always together.”

“Jazz refuses to talk about your parents, will you tell me what they did?”

Before Danny could answer, Jazz shouted his name. “Danny! If you’re done apologizing to Jason, start helping me explain!”

Danny rolled his eyes to Jason. “Later, I suppose. Duty calls! Come on, you’ve got to have a lot of questions, dead boyfriend number two, and yours will get priority answers.”

Jason’s surprised laugh made him grin despite the deepening glares of the other Waynes.

Surprisingly, it was Duke who blurted out a question in a high, freaked-out voice first. “Why do you have a crown?”

Danny, who’d turned and took all of one step in the direction of the dining hall, paused and turned back around. “How can you see that?” And then he realized the ground was still littered with broken glass and ceramics. “Never mind. Later. Let me clean up the broken glass and stuff first. Least I can do.”

Bruce’s hand landed heavy on his shoulder. “No. You will answer our questions now.”

Danny rolled his eyes. “Yeah, no. Look, the short of it is that I died when I was fourteen because I was stupid. It didn’t take and now I’m only half dead. I have a ghost form and a human form and all the standard ghost powers. The main ones being invisibility”—he turned invisible for a moment—“intangibility”—Bruce’s hand fell through his shoulder—“and gravity manipulation.” He raised in the air until he was floating a foot above the floor. “I also have some more unique powers, such as ice.” With a wave of his hand, ice grew around the shards of glass.

Alfred and Duke quickly backed away from the mess, but once every piece of broken china was encased, the ice stopped growing.

“So, if you’ll just tell me where I can dispose of the shards, I’ll be happy to do it. And this way no one has to be at risk of hurting themselves cleaning broken glass. Plus I got up all the fine powder, too. No little bits that can barely be seen but will fuck up your vacuum cleaner.”

“A handy skill,” said Alfred before anyone else could speak. “I will lead you to the bins.” To the rest of the group, he said, “Jason, would you and Duke collect the desserts from the kitchen and set up the dining room? As it appears we are all allies here, there is no reason to have this conversation standing in a hallway when we could have it sitting down with good food.”

“Alfred—” started Bruce.

Only to be cut off by the butler. “Master Bruce, I will be quite safe with the young man, I am sure of it. Jason’s… ghost has explained a few things already.” Only the slight pause before the word ghost betrayed that the man wasn’t entirely at ease.

Tim stepped forward. “Let me come with you both, Alfred?”

With a put upon sigh, the man agreed. “Very well, Master Tim, if you must. Mr. Danny, please follow me.”

“Yes, sir.” Danny followed obediently, the ice floating along behind him with barely a thought.

“You don’t need to make any sort of gesture to control the ice?” asked Tim.

Danny shook his head. “Nah. It’s my ice. It’ll do what I want it to. Most ghost powers are based on thought and emotion, honestly.” They took another turn. His castle didn’t even have this many hallways.

“So when you said the ghosts in Amity, you meant that literally.” Tim acted like it was a revelation.

“Of course I did. Shortly after my accident, ghosts started attacking on a regular basis. Took years for me to get things under control and by that point I’d already failed out of high school.”

“But if it was so hard… why didn’t you call the Justice League?”

Danny threw back his head and gave a hysterical laugh. “And then have to fight an overshadowed Superman? Or, worse yet, speedster? No. No thank you. Never. A representative of Justice League Dark stopped by about six or eight months after I got my powers and I told him to keep everyone out of my haunt. He gave me a phone number in case I came across something I couldn’t handle. But I kept being able to handle it, so I never used the number.”

“Overshadowed?” asked Alfred, “I do not believe we know that term. Ah, here we are.” He opened a door that led outside to a drive where a collection of garbage bins sat. “That container there”—he pointed—“is for glass recycling. Will the ice leave the bin filled with water?”

“Not at all. It’ll be completely gone.” Danny had the ice hover over the bin and made it disappear slowly enough that the shards were released without any falling outside the container. No water remained to show how he had transported them.

“Thank you very much, Mr. Danny. Now, overshadowing?” he asked as he held the door open for the boys to precede him inside.

“Oh, um. It’s like possession. Ghosts can take over a living being’s body. But when we do, we don’t have access to memories or knowledge or anything. And after the ghost leaves, the human just doesn’t remember anything from the time they were overshadowed.”

“And is this another of those basic ghost powers you have?” Tim’s voice was hard.

“Yes,” Danny answered simply. “It feels gross, though, and I’ve only done it a handful of times. Ever. First on my dad to get out of some school trouble, but I kept making things worse. After that on my friends and Jazz, with permission, so we could document limitations and if it hurt humans. Far as we could tell, it doesn’t.”

“You sound like a very conscientious young man. I have no doubt you use your powers responsibly.”

Danny laughed. “I screwed up more than a few times before I found ghost mentors. And ghosts are always a little chaotic, so some messing around is not only expected but encouraged.”

Alfred smiled. “I’m sure we will love hearing some of those stories as we get to know you and Ms. Jasmine better.”

“I can’t… I can’t tell you everything. There’s far too much and so much of it just doesn’t matter on Earth that it’d be pointless to go into.”

Danny saw Tim open his mouth to speak, but Alfred cut him off before he could. “I only want to know one thing: will Jason be all right?”

Danny smiled in relief. “Yes. That I can promise. I don’t know for sure how best to help him, but I’ve some ideas and I’ll consult with my doctors. They’re the leading experts in human-ghost biology.”

“Then I am glad you came tonight and were able to notice something was wrong. Thank you.”

With a shrug, Danny just said, “It’s literally my job. This is what I do.” Up ahead, he could see the doorway back to the dining room.

“If it’s your job, how much do we owe you?” asked Tim.

That question brought Danny up short. “Owe me? What are you talking about?”

“If you’re doing this for work,” said Tim as they entered the dining room, “Then you need to be paid somehow. If not by us, then how?”

“What are you lying about now, Danny?” asked Jazz, shaking her head at Tim’s question.

“Nothing! Tim asked why I’m planning on helping Jason and, besides the fact that he’s dating you and I’ll obviously help, I just said it’s literally my job. You heard his reaction to that!”

Bruce grunted. “Then I suppose you know where your explanations should begin. What is your job? A full explanation this time, please.”

“Right, yes, I can totally do that. I’m so great at explaining things.”

Jazz snickered at that statement and Danny poked her as he sat down next to her. Tim and Alfred took their seats as well.

“Now, Mr. Fenton.”

Danny winced at the name. “Don’t call me that. I’m not allowed that name anymore.”

“Danny, your job,” repeated Bruce, face expressionless.

“Right. Um… Well, I do just kinda do whatever is necessary or find someone who can. Because, um, well, I’m… kinda the High King of the Infinite Realms? There’s a bunch more titles after that but I refuse to memorize them because ugh.”

Danny looked down at his plate, not wanting to see everyone’s reactions. Jazz must’ve made sure he got a piece of pie because it sat in front of him. It looked so good. Did they even know about the Infinite Realms? Justice League Dark members did, but did Batman? Jazz reached over and took his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

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Looks like Danny found another excuse to delay the interrogation! (I honestly forgot about the broken glass before Duke spoke up and asked about the crown. But I did always plan to have Danny clean it up.)

Tag List: I'm getting posting errors, so I'll be splitting the tag list in two.

@addie-lover-of-stories, @justwannabecat, @gin2212, @amercurio, @regonold, @overtherose, @readerzj, @sjrose1216, @echoednonny, @deeterzz, @blu-lilac, @number-one-jew, @rowanaway-fromthisbs, @vythika96, @tired-yet-awaken, @themirrorghost, @emeraldcorpral, @all-mights-asscheeks, @darkhinauniverse, @blep-23, @phandomhyperfixationblog, @larkcoe1, @thegatorsgoose, @job-ross-the-second, @britcision, @lenacraft, @bubblemixer, @androgynouslordofescapism, @purefrickingspite, @leftmiraclechaos, @lizisipancardo, @starlight-sparks

#dpxdc #danny fenton #alfred pennyworth #tim drake #bruce wayne #duke thomas #anger management #my writing #bruce does feel bad about calling danny 'fenton'#but he's awful about apologizing #and danny can't read him the way the other bats can #alfred is just happy that danny will be able to help jason #both of them #he wants his grandkids to be happy and healthy #and they too often arent

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joys-of-everyday · 10 months

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The more I think about it, the cultivation world and academia are similar. High drop out rates? Reverence towards the people who 'make it to the end'? Meritocracy but not really? Age old 'talent' vs 'hard work' vs 'privilege'? Possibly just side effects of being learning institutions but yeah. Anyway, headcanons for peak lords as professors.

SQQ (SY) The chill professor everyone loves. Is often absent for months at a time doing field studies but comes back with loads of cool stories. Has a tendency to veer off course and everyone's grades may suffer because of how little time is actually spent on examinable material, but at least you'll enjoy yourself. He says he's only there for the fun and doesn't do much research, but you've spied a number of very big names going to him for advice. If you manage to make him drunk, his personality does a 180 and he complains extensively about everything, including his latest webnovel obsession.

og!SQQ (SJ) The salty professor everyone hates. Obsessed with rankings and citation counts, has a constant rivalry with LQG, and does the absolute minimum when it comes to undergrad teaching because he thinks it's a waste of time. He's convinced there's an agenda against him because he didn't get funding for the third time in a row and takes it out on the students. But damn does he know what he's talking about, and you've heard he's actually a genius, albeit one with complicated background. The few phd students he has are utterly enamored with him.

SQH Everyone forgets that he's not a student, including himself. When he teaches, it feels like he's giving a presentation and waiting for feedback. He answers questions with questions. Nobody knows what research he's doing, including the other members of department. Both Shens and LQG alike think he's a waste of space. But he seems to have some mysterious connections to a very fancy research facility up north.

LQG Absent professor. Literally cannot teach. Reads off last year's notes (written by other people) and calls it a lecture. But he's got many fancy awards under his belt for his research and the rest of the department talk about him with awe in their voice. If you take work to him, he will undoubtedly rip it to shreds, but not in a mean way. Half the students hate him. Half the students make him a meme. A few of them worship him like a god.

YQY The nice one. He teaches amazingly, heads a healthy research team, and has some banging papers under his name. The students know him as the best teacher, but behind the scenes he is literally keeping the department together. Wrangles with management and does a lot of outreach stuff on top of all of this. The students are convinced he literally lives on site because they keep seeing him at weird hours of the day. This is half true.

MQF The Professor. When you say 'professor', MQF is the person who comes to mind. The students think he is actually a robot, because they've never seen him do anything other than his job. His teaching is adequate but without personality, and he is extremely mild mannered. Unbeknownst to them, he is known as the 'mad scientist' of the department - he has a bizarre attitude to safety and often goes utterly crazy with experiments which are only just toeing regulations. A pioneer of his (somewhat niche) field.

QQQ Social justice warrior. The one who actually strikes when there's a strike on, and organises all of the diversity events. The student have mixed views on her. She struggled against a very sexist department back in her day and still gets a lot of hateful feedback, so she's learnt to take zero fucks. Which is cool but also means a lot of valid criticism gets taken as personal attacks. With all the drama, everyone seems to forget that she's actually a really big name in the field, receiving some fancy awards around the same time as LQG. Her phd group is surprisingly chill.

#svsss #svsss ideas #shen qingqiu #shen yuan #original shen qingqiu #shen jiu #shang qinghua #liu qingge #yue qingyuan #mu qingfang #qi qingqi #cang qiong mountain sect #i like to think they head different research teams in the same department so they can interact more #for funny reasons

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itsclydebitches · 5 months

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Cinder is a lot more sexualized then the male parts of Salem's inner circle

Like tyrian is shirtless sometimes but that does not feel as...drawn attention to, as say, the lingering shots of Cinder's butt or thighs. Or her wearing short shorts and high boots you know what I mean?

I do, anon. RWBY got a lot of attention back in the day for its anti-upskirt technology, but that doesn't give it a free pass for all the other ways you might (and it does) sexualize the cast. I've never been inclined to give RWBY too much shit in this regard because it is pulling from media with a LONG history of such designs and cinematography - it feels unfair of me to act like RWBY is uniquely responsible for such problems when I'm simultaneously willing to overlook, say, the 90's "gag" of Yusuke flipping up Keiko's skirt - but there's nevertheless a voice in the back of my mind constantly asking things like, "Why are so many of the girls fighting in heels?" and "Why are they dressed like they're going to the club and not the literal TUNDRA??" I'd kill for the whole cast, but the girls in particular, to get a re-design that focuses on fashionably compelling practicality, rather than sexy fanservice. (Though Ice Kingdom did a good job overall, particularly for Ruby.) Sure, RWBY didn't give us panty-shots, but one of the first characters we're introduced to is literally designed like a dominatrix.

If we're talking about outfits though... I'd say Emerald gets hit the worst out of Salem's minions. Yeah, Cinder is definitely sexualized in a more general sense as the tall, white (that's not a coincidence), long-legged beauty who sensually conjures fire as she prowls towards the heroes, camera focused on her hips swaying. But Emerald?

She suffers from the same problem Yang has. AKA, if your woman isn't classically beautiful (like Wiess and to a different extent Blake), or cute / child-like (Ruby, Penny), but is instead going for a sporty, comparatively masculine-esque vibe... then they've got to show a LOT of skin. RWBY makes it sexy by just denying them clothes. You're entering dangerous battles on the daily? You want to protect yourself? Too bad. The audience needs a midriff and cleavage and your whole arms to stare at. Shorten the skin-tight pants so we can see some leg too. Oh, Yang has to have long pants because she's heading into the coldest Kingdom in Remnant? Never mind that, cut a strip out to show her thigh.

"But Clyde, the girls don't need to wear armor because of aura--" then why the hell does Jaune bother wearing that heavy-ass suit? Is it weight training? Does he just think it makes him look cool? ...or does it exist in case his aura breaks and he's allowed to wear more protective gear because there are different gender expectations attached to his design? The aura argument is just a modern rehashing of the Supergirl sun argument: using made up lore to "justify" getting your women characters into skimpy outfits, despite the men rarely being held to the same standards.

Tyrian is actually an interesting exception here and if I were less tired I'd think through this argument more, but something something as the "crazy" character he's allowed more leeway in breaking those expectations. Also the open shirt shows off his scars, which likewise help sell how dangerous he is. With the exception of characters like Cinder and Nora - whose injuries are Important Character Moments the audience gets to see play out - scars are surprisingly uncommon in Remanent. Or, again, they're severely downplayed so as not to interfere with that classic beauty design (like Weiss', or even Yang who gets a perfect cut when losing her arm). So when you see a character with giant scars spanning the length of his chest, an open shirt drawing deliberate attention to them... that makes you go, "Oh shit. What's he been through to scar like that in a world where most people make it out of fights with no permanent damage?"

#rwde #rwby #mymetas #also sorry there's no readmore #tumblr won't bring it up for me :(#thanks tumblr

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doudouneverte · 5 months

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Bruise and love

a/n: a little something for my birthday 🥳🎂

*not my PIC*

Pairing: Jamie-Lee Nappier x Chelsea!reader

Summary: honestly? I just wanted to write for her

Type: Fluff

Warning: bruise

word count: 1452

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It was one of those days when you would drive somewhere off London. Recently, it has happened a lot. Maybe it was because your "secret" girlfriend didn't live in the city anymore.

Talking about your girlfriend; she was on top of you right now. You were gently rubbing your hand back and forth on her back while she was telling you some stories that happened this week.

Nobody really knows how you ended up with her, not even you. It was like it was meant to be. One day, a few years ago, one of your friends dragged you to one of the London Lionesses games. It was where she played when you first met her.

It didn't take you long to notice her and to forget to listen to your friend while you saw her on the pitch. Surprisingly for you, you started to come to see her play more often. Of course, playing for the national champions' team meant that you had to hide, but it was okay. It was okay because one day she noticed you, and she found the courage to come to talk to you.

Then, you knew the story. First date, then more dates because the first one was cool and you were really attracted to her. Then you asked her out, and she accepted, and time flies until she spent more time in your apartment than hers.

But if you were there and not in London, it was because this summer she got transferred to the newly promoted team. You were very happy for her because that meant she would finally be back in the WSL, but in your euphoria, you both forgot something important. Your team, Chelsea, was also playing in the WSL, which meant you would end up playing against her.

The match should be the next day, by the way. You were both aware of that, but right now you didn't care. Emma finished the training earlier today, and you used that to spend more time with your girlfriend.

"Are you listening to me?" Jamie asked when she noticed you were spacing out.

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about something." You excused yourself rather shyly.

That was one of her superpowers. She always succeeded in making you shy or a blushing mess. Which was very surprising because you were known to be a cold person. Well, it's not true, but you liked to have this facade during games and rarely showed your emotions after you would give a slide tackle to the opponent. Your teammates, even if they knew your 'normal side' and 'soft side' for some. They never saw your 'Jamie' side; it was something only reserved for her and her few teammates who would invite themselves while you were in the city.

"Are you excited for tomorrow?" The Scottish asked. Your body tensed for a moment, stopping your hand on her back, much to her displeasure.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah, it's just that-"

"You don't want to play against me." She finished for you with a grin. "I know you are afraid of your powerful girlfriend, but it's okay. I promise I will go easy on you." She joked.

Of course, it was not the first time you played against her. You playing for the Netherlands meant that you faced her and Scotland for the Nation League. You scored two goals for the Dutch, but also a funny own goal (Daan never forgot to remind you about this).

"Of course I'm afraid to play against you. How could I be fully focused if you're on the pitch?" You finished your sentence with some on her face, which made her laugh.

Oh man, you loved her laugh; it was maybe your third favorite song she could make. Honestly, you loved everything about her; you were a big simp for your girl, and she didn't fail to use that sometimes.

"Okay, I got it." She paused a moment to look at her phone before looking at you again. "We still have some time before you leave." She put your hands under her shirt, making your heart race. "What do you think?"

You didn't vocalize your answer and just started to kiss her.

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The next day was game day. In the cubby, all the girls were focused and ready to distance the rival on the table. After a last speech on how you shouldn't underestimate your opponent, you got ready in the tunnel.

Like Emma predicted, the game was rather easy, but you could see some mistakes on your side. Maybe playing against the promoted gave your teammates enough confidence to sometimes let the defense only be supervised by Jess.

Whatever, you were ready for an attack when the ball got stolen by Bristol's players. Things got worse when your girlfriend received it. You were chasing her and doubting for a moment. If it was anyone else, you would take back the ball quickly, but this time was different. On your way back to stop their offensive, your eyes met your coach's, and you decided to say 'fuck off' and did it.

Jamie didn't know what happened; for a moment she was running to Hannah's goal, and the next moment she was on the ground. It was a rather bad tackle; you were aware of that, and that's why you didn't try to contest when the referee showed you a yellow card. But you started to panic when your girlfriend didn't stand up after a few seconds.

She was stunned, trying to process everything, when she felt somebody's hand rubbing her shoulder. "Hey, babe, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" She heard you ask and just nodded. "Do you need me to call the medic?" You spoke again, but this time she could feel your panic. She tried to brush it off and go back on her feet, but a pain in her ribs made her realize that this contact would cause some bruises.

"Y/l/n, stay away, please." You heard Connolly tell you while Erin was trying to pull you away.

"Megan, I just want to be sure she's okay." You replied with a broken voice, which surprised your Scottish teammate.

"And we will tell you if anything bad happens, don't worry. But right now, let the medics examine her." Amalie said this time. You nodded and decided to join your team. Fortunately, Jamie could have resumed the match, but until the end, you were careful with your interventions with her.

At the end of the match, you won and were too excited to notice that your girlfriend was forced to the changing room sooner than everyone else. After some handshakes and a little party in the cubby, you excused yourself, pretending that you forgot something on the pitch. A few seconds later, you were knocking on the other changing room, and you just had to wait a few seconds before someone opened it.

You exchanged a rather long eye contest with Abi Harrison until she looked back and stepped aside, letting your girlfriend come out of the room. "Twenty minutes." The number seven said. "We want her back in twenty minutes." She explained and let you go only after you promised.

You found a place that was isolated but not so far from her teammates changing room. You sat down first and made her sit on your lap. She had some ice for her bruises, which made you instantly ashamed of your previous action.

"You don't have to say it." Your girlfriend said when she noticed your intense glare on her ribs.

"But I-"

"You stopped me, and it's okay. Even if it hurts now, I'm not angry at you or anything. Honestly, I would do the same."

You paused for a moment before you wrapped your arms around her waist and let your head rest against her shoulder. "I'm sorry, mijn liefde (my love); I will be more careful next time." You said with your usual 'Jamie side' voice.

The Scottish player passed her hand through your hair before leaving a gentle kiss on your forehead. "I know you will, but it's okay. Sometimes things like that happen. Hell, I think I would be angry if you didn't even try to stop me." Her hand traveled from your hair to your chin, and she raised your head. "Look at me, babe." She instructed, and you did. "I totally forgive you, and I don't want you to blame yourself for that, okay?" When you nodded, she finally smiled again. "Okay, now we still have plenty of minutes for us, so let's use them wisely."

The kisses between you two didn't stop until Abi had to come to drag your girlfriend back to her teammates.

#woso x reader #woso fanfics #jamie lee napier #jamie lee napier x reader #bristol city women x reader #scotland wnt x reader #chelsea women x reader

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lusticial · 2 years

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kokichi, junko and izuru, mukuro, and tsumugi (non despair!) with an extremely unpredictable (but surprisingly smart) reader? smart as in knowing seemingly everything about everything, and unpredictable as in will build a working tank out of a plastic fork in one hour out of pure boredom

sorry if theres too many characters! if there are than i dont mind if you just do the first 3. ty!

kokichi, junko, izuru, mukuro, and tsumugi with a smart & unpredictable reader!

warning: gn reader, mentions of bullets on mukuros part, not proofread.

KOKICHI OUMA

when he first met you, he thought you were a normal person. he saw nothing extraordinary about you.

though, this was his mistake. he fell for your unpredictable-ness.

one morning, he walked into the breakfast room thing I FORGOT THE NAME LOL

to his surprise, he saw YOU standing next to a huge cinnamon bun which smelled really good

"WOAH! WHAT IS THAT!"

"..."

from that moment on, he KNEW you guys were gonna get along.

he took up every opportunity to bother you, hoping you would finally lash out on him

but ya never did!

he would purposely clog his toilet just to watch you unclog it with a tube of lipgloss.

and you never made a mistake?? huh??

he was so intrigued. he thought you were.So cool.

whenever he tried lying to you, you always saw through it. as much as he hated it, he was very impressed.

"there's no one quite like y/n!"

JUNKO ENOSHIMA

omg.WAHT??

im saying this because. she sensed it as soon as she saw you.

it was cold outside, you were just trying to buy a hot coffee.

all of a sudden, some SUPERMODEL grabs your shoulders and just. stares at you.

don't be intimidated! she's just trying to read you.

when she's certain you have potential, she immediately starts screaming and hugging you.

poor you 😭

"hah... uh.. everything okay..?"

"omg SO SORRY FORGOT TO INTRODUCE MYSELF!! the names junko enoshima!!"

after that, she insisted on getting coffee with you. even though you didn't know her, you subconsciously agreed.

after that day, you guys started hanging out more and more.

you also got a lot more phone calls then usual. i wonder who it could be??

"y/nnn!!!! i need you ASAP! i just dropped my favorite blush :(("

she did it on purpose

after a while, she couldn't take it anymore. she had dropped SO MANY hints that she likes you, but you just never understood!

she soon invited you to the same starbucks you both met at

"y/n, i like, really need to ask you something..."

"yeah?"

"so like... do you wanna be my s/o or wtv"

you just... sat there.

she said it so casually? but of course you said yes.

you guys lived happily ever after the end hahaha I HOPE YOU GIYS BREAK UP.

IZURU KAMUKURA

you were both regulars at a certain coffee shop, so he often saw you a lot.

at first, he saw you as an npc. he never payed much attention to you.

that is, until there was an accident at the coffee shop.

one of the blenders had exploded, and it was rush hour.

you got up from your seat and started fixing it with a straw and a toothpick.

he watched it all, he was suddenly very curious.

he had never seen someone like you, he wanted to know you better.

everyday, you would go to the coffee shop and catch up on some school work.

until... you notice a certain person sitting closer and closer to you everyday.

one day, while you were leaving, that same man tapped on your shoulder.

your first thought was that he looked a bit scary. black suit, LONG hair, and crimson eyes.

"hm? sorry, did you need something?"

"yes. i'm izuru kamukura."

he held out his hand, indicating for you to shake it.

you shook his hand "nice to meet you, izuru! my names y/n."

after that, you guys had small talk every day at the coffee shop, until the small talk turned into full on conversations.

well, you mostly did the talking. he listened, which was nice.

he would ask you to make the most random stuff, which you would actually do.

"well, how about a duck made out of pencil led?"

the next day you'd walk into the coffee shop with a duck on the tip of your pencil.

he was very fascinated.

perhaps... you were not so boring.

MUKURO IKUSABA

now this, this was definetly something.

she couldn't help but want to know more about you, but at the same time, she tried isolating herself from you.

she originally knew you because you were good friends with junko, so she was forced to listen when junko rambled about your amazing intelligence.

the only interaction you and mukuro ever had was a slight wave and a small "hey".

it started off small. instead of smiling everytime you saw eachother, she would greet you with "hello."

everything when up from there. the "hello" turned into a "hey y/n!" and a hug sometimes.

though, she had to admit, she was amazed to see you turn a box of tissues into a GENUINE bullet.

even though it didn't cut through skin, mukuro believed she had underestimated you.

she won't admit it, but she loved watching you build useless stuff out of useless objects.

whenever she asked why, you would simply state "cause i'm bored" which kind of made her even more curious.

she couldn't take it anymore. the more she thought about it, the more she wanted you in her life forever.

of course, you noticed this very fast. you just wanted to see HER do it.

soon, she finally invited you somewhere. a park. in her head, it was a perfect idea.

but umm... there were babies crying, dogs barking, and children begging their dads to play with them.

when she asked you out, you laughed and said yes.

it wasn't the most romantic confession, but it was certainly one that will be remembered.

TSUMUGI SHIROGANE

unlike everyone else, she didn't let it change the way she saw you.

you guys clicked immediatley, and quickly became good friends.

"hey y/n, wanna cosplay with me? i'll let you choose which character!"

you obviously said yes, cause, what's the worst that could happen?

well, while looking at a goku cosplay, you accidentally ripped off a few pieces of the wig.

while tsumugi assured you it was nothing, you insisted on fixing it.

instead of taking super glue... or just getting a new wig... OR REALLY ANYTHING...

you took some tinfoil, licked it, and sticked some of the pieces of hair on it.

it surprisingly... worked?

she was confused, but also AMAZED!

it takes some true talent to fix a broken cosplay like that! you were truly meant to be a cosplayer!

sometimes... JUST SOMETIMES, she would call you and complain that she ripped her sailor moon dress, and wanted you to fix it.

of course, how could you say no? you rushed to her room, took some toothpaste and a ruler, and fixed the dress completely.

your talent was AMAZING! it was so useful!

when she was certain she liked you, she just straight up asked you out.

"hey y/n, wanna go on a date sometime? i think you're really cool!"

ugh how sweet how could you say no

perfect for eachother 10/10

a/n: SORRY THESE ARE SO SHORT!! also ik ik mukuros part is ooc I KNOW. sry 😭😭LOL anyway srry for not posting i'll try to write more okbyeee

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You all know what time it is, time for the review for the most hyped up episode since The Circus!

The Good

Vortex

Vortex, as always is the best character in every episode he's in. As always he's pretty chill and nice around Loona treating her like a person and he's really nice with his girlfriend Beelzebub. There is one scene of Beelzebub talking about fucking Satan despite the fact that she views him as a brother and Vortex just doesn't say anything..and lets Beelzebub say it.

This is honestly reminding me a little bit of Rent a Girlfriend, I really fucking hope they don't make Vortex into a cuck because that'll make me lose respect from the writers and Beelzebub. Not so much Vortex because idk what the hell he's even going to do against Satan when he finds out Beelzebub sleeps with him. The most he could do is leave Beelzebub.

Gluttony Ring

The Gluttony Ring looked pretty creative, it's my 2nd favorite one behind Wrath Ring. Why is it my second favorite? Because the atmosphere and the setting a little bit looks more like Earth than it does Hell. And the location where they're at just looks like a bee-themed tropical beach instead of fucking Hell. This is probably the last thing I would think of when I think of "Gluttony Ring in Hell". It's pretty, but it isn't something I'd imagine that Hell would have. Also, why is it that some places in Hell look fucking disastrous but other places in Hell look like oasis? Is this supposed to be a place where Sinners suffer or just Earth 2.0? We don't know and Viv doesn't either.

Animation

The animation in this episode is pretty solid and looks good which is expected for a Helluva Boss episode, but there are some times when I find the animation to be really weird.

In the beginning of the episode, it shows Demons partying, but doesn't show their full appearances just silhouettes.

And in the same timeframe, Loona and Tex outside has different shading, but once they're inside the shading instantly changes and they have thick black lines around their body. Making their characters not fit with the background. And all this shit happens in the first 47 seconds of the episode, holy shit.

Viv did say that this episode was supposed to be "A grand visual spectacle" but the only grand visual spectacle was the Cotton Candy song which took a significant chunk of time from an insignificant episode.

Yeah, there's not much I actually liked in this episode, so let's move on to the bad.

The Bad

Beelzebub's Design

I don't have any problem with Beelzebub personality-wise. She's cool and surprisingly nice for one of the Seven Princes of Hell. Vortex really does have good taste in women..aside from her wanting to fuck Satan. But I can dismiss that as a joke and pray to God that it doesn't actually happen.

But what I do not like about Beelzebub is her design which I know damn well the animators didn't get paid enough for animating this.

Nothing from this design tells me that this is Beelzebub. I was completely confused on whether or not this woman was Beelzebub until I saw the credits. Beelzebub is depicted in Demonology as an insect, not a hellhound variant. A lot of people and I assumed that Beelzebub was going to be a bee due to the Bee Aesthetic in Gluttony, but we just got Jay Jay recolored and with four arms with miniscule insect aspects.

The second reason why I hate this design is because it's not creative at all. This design without a doubt was heavily inspired by Jay Jay, but it wasn't just heavily inspired it's literally copied and pasted. They copied Jay Jay, gave her Loona's legs, recolored her, added so many unnecessary details, and called her Beelzebub. Looking at Beelzebub and the other furry characters that Viv designed in her past you can see that there's little to no difference between them.

Beezlebub's design reminds me of how video game characters have alternate skins because her design is literally Jay Jay but recolored and with added cosmetics.

Or how in Injustice: Gods Among Us the yellow costume for The Flash is Reverse Flash but he still looks identical to the regular Flash. So different personality, but the same skin just recolored.

My third reason why I don't like the design is that Beelzebub's insect features are so miniscule that you can easily miss them. The only insect like features she has are the bee wings, four arms, and antennae in her eyelids and ears. Aside from those, there's nothing else. Now when she increases her size, Beelzebub does have bug like eyes but again that doesn't really say much.

My fourth and final reason why I don't like the design is that Beelzebub has so many unnecessary additions to her design that it looks pretty overwhelming but at the same time distracting. What was the point of giving her a lava lamp stomach? What was the point of having honey levitate from behind her? Why is her fucking eyeliner dripped as if she cried? I'm most likely going to do a design comparison with another iteration of Beelzebub, but yeah those are just my thoughts on her design overall. It's lazy, but also somehow overcomplicated.

It would fit more if they made her into Cerberus instead of Beelzebub as Cerberus is a three-headed hellhound in the Gluttony Ring of Hell that likes to consume a lot. This design is more fitting for that to me.

Kesha voicing Beelzebub

Kesha voicing Beelzebub was a weird and bad choice not because of Die Young, but because Beelzebub represents what Kesha was running away from in her past. For those who don't know Kesha had a persona called Ke$ha who she describes as a "front for her emotional pain". And there are a few things that conclude to me why Beelzebub and the persona Ke$ha are nearly identical. They both overindulge in partying and drinking since Beelzebub represents overindulgence in those two things and many other things, but that was a really toxic lifestyle for Kesha to go through. There are two differences between the two characters that being Beelzebub also overindulges in eating but Kesha in the past had an eating disorder. She couldn't indulge in eating because as she says "I convinced myself that being sick, being skinny, was part of my job" and having Beelzebub a character who can overindulge in eating but still manages to stay skinny and thin is insensitive and unrealistic. The second difference is Kesha had to go to rehab in order to stay away from all of that and most likely doesn't partake in those anymore while Beelzebub doesn't have to.

Simply put Beelzebub represents the persona Ke$ha and not the person, the same persona that Kesha used to mask her emotional pain and had to go to rehab to fix. I am fully aware that Kesha is an adult and she can make her own decisions, but having someone voice act a character who represents the persona they had in the past is really absurd and stupid, especially on Viv's part.

It's likely that Beelzebub will never appear again or will have a different voice actor. Because Kesha being involved caused legal issues that took almost two years to resolve. If Beelzebub does return then I think she'll be voice acted by her singing voice actor Rochelle Diamante or someone else entirely.

Cotton Candy

After listening to the Cotton Candy song multiple times, I've come to the conclusion that this song is ass. It's not even intentionally trying to be bad either that's the worse and funnier part about it. The words "Cotton Candy" takes up 1/3 of the song, there's an entire video called "Cotton Candy, but only when they say Cotton Candy" and it's 1 minute long.

My problem isn't with the singing the singer behind this is fantastic, but my main problem with this song is the lyrics and beat. This song sounds like a bootleg version of Die Young, I know that was intended by Viv but that doesn't mean the song is good. The lyrics rhyme "Cotton Candy" with "Cotton Candy" Whoever was writing this song just needs to stop.

Also, why is the song about Cotton Candy and not Honey? Beelzebub does have a bee aesthetic around her so wouldn't it make more sense to have her sing about honey. It's sweet and addictive

This video perfectly summarizes my thoughts on this song

Loona barely has a spotlight

Loona was hyped up exponentially a couple of days before this episode came out. From the voice actress stating that she'll return to voice Loona while striking a pose to a Loona plush releasing not too long ago.

While I don't believe Loona was hyped up for this episode in particular she was still hyped up regardless and this episode was assumed to be a Loona-centered episode...that is until Beelzebub. Beelzebub stole the spotlight from Loona due to her character reveal being the sparkly song it was and a lot of people liking her design due to it being flashy.

Even a couple of days after the episode's release I still see more people talking about Beelzebub than Loona, regardless of how I feel about this character Beelzebub stood out more than Loona did to me. It's amazing that Loona was sidelined in her own episode

Slight Tonal Issues

There are some tonal issues with this episode particularly in the middle and near the end. So in the middle of this episode, Loona walks out of the party wanting to leave feeling as if she didn't belong there.

When Blitzo was going to leave, she gets flirted with by some other hellhound and that's more than enough to convince her to stay. So apparently, Loona getting hit on allows her to become less insecure and more sociable. Jesus Christ

Near the end of the episode, Loona places Blitzo on his couch after pouring him some water then all of a sudden Blitzo suddenly has a sad moment saying that he'll die alone old and wrinkled.

I gotta add if you don't want to die alone then stop treating people like shit Blitzo.

But anyway, this scene really just comes out of nowhere because Blitzo didn't express any problem with what happened at Ozzie's before he went to the party. I understand he was drinking all of his pain away but it still felt weird and forced to me.

Then after Loona calls him "Dad" for the second time in this episode, Blitzo suddenly just puked for the sake of comedy...

Jesus Christ, even a filler episode has tone issues. Oh yeah, speaking of filler episode.

This episode is meaningless

This episode isn't a direct continuation of Ozzie's nor does it affect any future episodes. Viv stated that Ozzie's is the true season 1 finale and that this episode is a "grand visual spectacle"

So all of this is just meaningless and what reinforces this is Loona's behavior. Loona went from her taking care of Blitzo to even calling him dad to straight up physically and mentally abusing him just because he wanted her to be nicer to the clients. Seeing Stars takes place at least a few days after Queen Bee so there's literally no reason for Loona to even act like this.

Raises more questions than answers

This episode like all of the other ones in Helluva Boss raises more questions than answers. Hell, I'll even say that it doesn't even answer any of the questions I had. Beelzebub can literally make food from nowhere, so what's even the point of Wrath? Why is Tex and Beelzebub dating good, but Stolas and Blitzo dating isn't? How many abilities does this Beelzebub even have? Does the food she make has any side effects on those who consume it? Like there are so many fucking questions but NONE OF THIS GETS ANSWERED.

At this point, I will be really surprised whenever one of the major questions that the fandom has actually gets answered. Because I'm getting tired of this.

Conclusion

In conclusion, this episode really meant nothing and despite it not meaning anything I didn't like it. Especially Cotton Candy, that song sucks, I don't know why they didn't use Silva Hound's "Monster Ball" it sounds leagues better than "Cotton Candy" plus it's more fitting since Demons are monsters. Anyway, thank you all for reading and I hope you all have a nice day!

#helluva boss #vivziepop critical #helluva boss critical #vivziepop criticism #helluva boss criticism #vivziepop #helluva critical #helluva boss critique #vivienne medrano #helluva criticism #helluva critique

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thats got me thinking actually . i havent rly had the energy nor the interest to update nuniq's doc to include interactions w/ the newest agents . including harbor and tjats literally her boyfriend lmao 😭😭😭😭 but anyway lemme make some poorly drawn depictions of what nuniq thinks of the newer agents (starting from clove to gekko)

clove

honestly. nuniq wasnt too jazzed about the idea of hiring a kid (grown adult but theyre a kid to her), especially an untrained one . she understands they might have a link to omen going rogue but is still iffy about the whole situation

also oof. the whole immortality thing? yeah it must be a lot to bear for clove, theyre just very good at hiding it. but like with a lot of the young radiants, nuniq lets them know they can approach her about this stuff bc shes been through it too

she can admit she gets pissed at clove bc their immortality causes them to make more reckless decisions on the field . she wants to get it in their head that you still have to be smart about these things no matter how much power you have

but! she thinks clove is very nice. very silly very sweet guy who is an excellent storyteller. storytelling is very intertwined in both nuniq and clove's cultures so she loves listening to whatever clove can whip up

clove has probably dragged her into dnd at least once

she took a while to grasp it but thats ok shes trying her best

anyway yeah clove talks a lot and sometimes nuniq cant understand them so she has to ask them to slow down

iso

valorant hired him because he was a kingdom killer and nuniq was ALL FOR THAT !!!!

she can tolerate the cocky smug little shit thing bc hes professional at least

hes not very hard to work with and is very cunning and calculating. nuniq likes that

iso has most definitely heard about nuniq before and was surprised to see her alive bc a lot of media made it seem she was dead to quell the uprisings against kingdom

nuniq is fascinated by iso's radiance but it definitely makes her think about how fast and how complex the concept of radiance itself is evolving . to think he could create his own pocket dimension with prismatic energy

besides that i feel like they mostly mind their own business

theres a mutual respect for eachothers skill and grit and they just *nods*

deadlock

like the thing says. theres currently some weird tension between deadlock and nuniq rn (and its surprisingly not gay)

theyre both so cold its kinda hard for either of them to approach eachother

deadlock is. working on her relationship with gekkos creatures! which nuniq appreciates

but idk nuniq never forgets anything and its hard for her to get over the fact she almost killed wingman multiple times

+ proposed awful countermeasures to keep the radivores in check

yk that one headcanon someone made about gekkos friendliness and critters winning over a lot of the protocol?

and how they immediately had beef w deadlock because of it?

yeah thats the situation with nuniq

things have simmered down with the creature situation but nuniq mostly ignores deadlock outside of work

and frankly i think deadlock's scared of nuniq too so

gekko

last but not least GEKKO !!!!

nuniq loves gekko!!! hes so silly

hes fun and lighthearted while still being a good fighter

being around gekko makes nuniq feel. Friendlier idk how else to describe it

also his critters have 100% stolen her heart sometimes she asks to babysit wingman when gekkos busy

she has had to apologize for aput using dizzy as a chew toy though

gekko has dyed nuniqs hair temporarily; it was northern lights-colored streaks that looked really cool when braided, she kept it for about a month until it washed out

overall she thinks hes very sweet and she and reyna can get along over being protective of him

anyway yeah i think thats every agent so far after harbor! wow !!! i cant believe we've already made it this far to agent 25 .. and agent 8 still hasnt been revealed yet i love valorant lore (tired

#valorant #valorant oc #valorant nuniq #valorant gekko #valorant deadlock #valorant iso #valorant clove

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THE SHRIEKING QUEEN'S CATACOMBS

— Session 1: **PREVIEW**

Preview Summary: Anxious about your first D&D campaign with Eddie, you visit Chrissy for a last-minute pep talk, and she gives you some friendly guidelines to set you up for success.

Pairing: Young!Eddie Munson x DWM!Reader

Note: This is a fic in the Dancing with Myself series. It can be read as a standalone, but it's more enjoyable with the full context.

“Okay, should we go over the rules one more time?”

“No… I think I got ‘em down pretty well.”

“Let’s go over them one more time.”

Chrissy Cunningham paced the floor of her bedroom with an authoritative stride, her arms folded neatly behind her back, chin held proudly in the air. Standing at only five-foot-one, Chrissy looked like an adorable little drill sergeant… until she looked over at you, sitting on the foot of her bed with your chest puffed out and hand raised in mock salute. Then her composure shattered and she reverted back to her goofy, giggling, eleven-year-old self.

“Don’t make me laugh,” she said.

“What? I’m showing you respect.”

Chrissy raised her eyebrows in friendly disapproval. “Stop,” she said. “We need to be serious.” So she donned an expression of stern command and resumed her stride. “Okay, repeat after me: I will not be mean to Eddie.”

“I will not be mean to Eddie.”

“I will not mock him.”

“I will not tease him.”

“I will not call him names.”

“I will laugh only when it’s appropriate and in a good-hearted manner.”

“Wait, how are we defining appropriate?”

“Just repeat it, please.”

You sighed in surrender and echoed your best friend’s words dutifully: “I will laugh only when it’s appropriate and in a good-hearted manner… even though I don’t really know what that means.”

Chrissy shot you a strict glare and continued: “I will not let my anxiety make me forget rules one through five.”

“I will not let my anxiety make me forget rules one through five.”

Chrissy stopped in front of you, put her hands on your knees, and smiled warmly. “I’m gonna have fun this summer.”

“I’m gonna have fun this summer.”

“I’m gonna show Eddie what a smart, creative, and wonderful person I am.”

“Well…” You looked away, embarrassed.

“Say it,” Chrissy said, shaking your knees gently. “C’mom, c’mon, you gotta say it.”

Her words made you squirm a little. Timidly, you looked at her and said in a bashful voice, “I’m gonna show Eddie what a smart, creative, and wonderful person I am.”

“Because you are.”

“… Because I am.”

Chrissy’s smile grew. “Good!” She drummed her hands on your knees and stepped away from you. While rifling through her desk drawers, she said, “So what game are you playing exactly? Is it like a board game or something?”

“Uh, no… it’s like this fantasy roleplaying game. I don’t really know how to describe it.”

“But you know how to play it, right?”

“Yeah, for the most part.”

“For the most part?” Now Chrissy sounded worried. “I thought you had been practicing. Isn’t that what you spent the last two weeks doing?”

“Well, yeah… but it’s a surprisingly complicated game.”

“You weren’t paying attention, were you?”

“No, I totally was, I promise.” You had put in the time and the effort. Every day after school, you rushed home, hopped on your bike, and peddled down the street to the Wheeler house. You sat in that stuffy, smelly basement for two hours while a group of third-grade boys explained all the rules and then bickered over said rules. “There was just a lot of information being thrown at me in a short period of time. And I guess not everyone plays the game the same way, either, so even if I learned how they play the game, I still might not know how they will play the game, so… I’m just gonna wing it and hope my creativity saves me. Dustin said I made a pretty cool character for my first try, so…”

“Who?”

“Dustin Henderson. Third-grader. Doesn’t matter. The point is…”

Mrs. Cunningham ducked her head into the room and said brightly, “Chrissy, dear, don’t forget we have to leave in twenty minutes.” Then she saw you and her whole demeanor frosted over. “Oh… I didn’t realize you had company.”

You had been Chrissy’s best friend for five years and Mrs. Cunningham still referred to you as “company.” It was like she didn’t even see you as a person. You were just this disgusting blob that took up space in her daughter’s life.

“I just stopped by for a minute,” you told her. “I’ll be leaving soon.”

“Oh, don’t be silly," she said. "You know you’re always welcome here.”

Mrs. Cunningham lingered in the doorway for a moment, smiling and restlessly wringing her hands. Before leaving, she tipped her head toward her daughter and said, “Chrissy, stop slouching, dear.”

Chrissy heaved a frustrated huff, padded across the room, and closed her bedroom door. When she turned around, you both said in perfect unison, “Chrissy, stop slouching, dear,” and broke up into giggles. She was still laughing as she hopped onto the bed and sat down cross-legged behind you.

You turned around to face her. “So where are you going in twenty minutes?”

“Just the salon,” she answered uncaringly.

“Oh, please tell me you’re not getting a perm like your mother. I’ll hold you down and shave your head if you do.”

“If she makes me get a perm, I’ll shave my own head,” Chrissy joked. “It’s just a trim. She makes me get one every three weeks; otherwise, I’ll get split ends.”

“Oh, split ends… the scourge of society.”

“Shut up,” Chrissy said, giving you a playful swat. “Be nice or I won’t give you your present.”

You perked up. “A present, you say?”

“Mhm.” Chrissy flashed an excited smile, then reached behind her back and pulled out a colorful woven bracelet. “I made this for you.”

You raised your eyebrow curiously. “Another friendship bracelet?”

“No, this one’s not a friendship bracelet.” Leaning forward, she carefully tied the bracelet onto your left wrist. Its vibrant color perfectly complemented the other bracelet she had made for you. “This one’s for good luck.”

You admired the bracelet for a moment, thanked her for making it, then felt your stomach bubble and churn. “Okay, now I’m getting anxious.”

“Don’t be anxious,” Chrissy said. “You’re gonna be fine.”

But still you sighed. “What time is it?”

Chrissy turned and glanced at the alarm clock on her nightstand. “Nine thirty-five.”

“Oh crap,” you said, and got up. “I better get going.”

You grabbed your backpack off the floor, slung it over your right shoulder, and exited her bedroom. Chrissy followed you downstairs and opened the front door for you.

Before heading out, you turned back and said to her with sudden panic, “Should we go over the rules one more time?”

Chrissy shook her head. “No, you know the rules. Just be your normal charming, delightful self and you’ll be just fine, okay? I promise.”

She sent you off with a gentle shove, and you went uneasily: down the porch steps, down the cobblestone path, and found your bike sitting beside the garage. After putting up the kickstand and swinging your leg over the seat, you looked up at Chrissy with a worried frown.

“What if it doesn’t work?” you asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Like… what if I do all this and Eddie still hates me?” You shrugged helplessly. “What then?”

Now Chrissy was frowning, too. “Well, at least you’ll know you gave it your best shot.”

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i was 15 when i watched made in abyss as well, finished the 1st season and promptly never touched it again because of what i learned about the author. From what ive seen from koreans they say that the version shown on korean tv is censored (which sounds plausible) which could mean that the weird parts that we skip may be cut out entirely(?dont quote me on that idk) soobin is on thin ice cause the 2nd season is worse and taeyong is in deep shit because i dont think there is any reason why someone should own the manga😟

I'mma preface this by saying I completely get everyone who couldn't stomach this series. It contains a lot of disturbing topics and at the end of the day, it's a horror series, of course not everyone is gonna be able to handle that, and again that's fine. But I can also say that this arc was surprisingly handled with a lot of care, wasn't fetishized nor glorified just... disturbing. Think of Outlast 2 or the ending of Amnesia:Rebirth.

TLDR:

Second season is way more disturbing but not as sexual in nature and Soobin most likely was talking about the fight scenes when saying how cool it was. And if he wasn't then who knows what he was yapping about, don't know him personally so I can't put words into his mouth unless he says something. As for Taeyong, can't defend him at ALL but calling him a p3d0 would still be a bit too much for me.

AND I wanna add after further investigation, Mingi said he didn't even watch it and instead dropped it because it was too much for him, so there's that.

For a more in depth explanation, here you go:

I'm gonna have to explain the lore in order for you all to understand this FULLY, so heres a summary:

The arc introduces us to Vueko, a victim of trafficking who was thrown into the Abyss with the rest of the now villagers because she wasn't deemed as someone useful. So obviously, when she meets Irumyuui, who has been exiled from her village for not being able to give birth at the age of 8, she immediately takes her in. As a victim, she understands her, and the author explains how, through helping Irumyuui, Vueko is able to heal her own trauma and heal Irumyuui as well. It's extremely well written, and as a fellow victim, there was something so sweet about seeing someone heal with the help of another. Especially when that someone acted like a mother figure. But of course, this is the Abyss. The point of the Abyss is that despite you thinking there's some light at the end of the tunnel, there isn't. Wazukyan takes that away, and Irumyuuis wish backfires (think of it like the wishes in Madoka, you get what you want but at a cost), and she gets turned into a horrible monster. But despite everything, she's happy because to her, she's fulfilled her purpose.

This is the part that I could discuss for hours because to me, it was commentary on how young girls even nowadayas are convinced by others that 'they have to find a man one day' and how having no kids is looked down upon. Especially in 3rd world countries. I could write an entire essay, but we're not here to do that.

I can tell you immediately that none of this was fetishized nor glorified in an yway, it's just supposed to make you feel absolutely empty because again, author is really trying to push that "oh you think you got the good end of the stick? Think again!" The manga if FILLED with situations like this, from Rico's origins to Nanachis arc, the subplot of this entire manga is 'how far are you willing to go to survive?'. Think of it like Fire Punch. Disturbing? Yeah, I mean, even I had to drop it once they began talking about trafficking women. Once again, I am comparing it to Madoka Magica but far more gruesome. Nothing explicit was shown, Irumyuui's private parts were never exposed, and her giving birth was also never shown. Her transformation WAS shown, but it's your basic body horror, like in most Junji Ito works.

SO, obviously if you're not a fan of the horror/seinen genre this is deeply disturbing and fucked but after seeing games like Outlast 2 and Amnesia: Rebirth, I wasn't as disturbed PERSONALLY. Again, recommending this publicly might've not been the smartest idea because you really do have to be into the horror genre to be able to handle topics like that. Even I just had to sit in silence for a couple hours after reading that backstory cuz damn, it hits you right in the feels. And most of the manga past that part just has badass fight scenes and when people praise it, they usually talk about that. From what I saw it was well animated and lots of clips were shared on tiktok, twitter etc. So there's a big chance he was talking about that.

(Examples of why people were hyping it up, even non-fans who had no idea about the series were going crazy because of this fight scene)

Now as for Taeyong... see now the reason I didn't mention him in the original post is because of that specific thing. I love the series and have come across physical copies of the manga but I know damn well I'm not buying cuz I don't wanna be seen supporting the author, purely out of spite. And saying 'oh well maybe he didn't know what the author is like'. Unlike some sites, physical copies DO include the extra chapters which contain stuff like this:

Totally unnecessary, not relevant to the plot and while some say it was added as a "haha funny joke" c'mon now. Let's use our brains. Now, would I call him a p3d0? Absolutely not. Would he be weird for this? To me, yeah. For anyone reading this, it's up for you to decide. I'm only here to answer questions about the series because I see people saying random stuff and making it seem FAR more worse just cuz they saw a couple tags.

#soobin #mingi #woozi #taeyong #made in abyss #ateez #seventeen #txt #tomorrow x together #y'know I'mma act like this is a positive thing cuz I get to infodump about a series #AGAIN not defending the author or anything like that #just tired of people overexaggerating the anime and acting like people are actual criminals for watching an anime that is btw on netflix

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Dreamcatcher

Request: Yes / No Day 3 of Halloween fics! (This is based on a Drawlloween made by RikiSayPOOF I believe)

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Wyatt x Fem!Reader

Word count: 2300

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, nightmares

Y/N: Your Name

Y/N/N: Your Nickname

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I had been in the foster care system since I was six. Some of the families were amazing, but there were some bad ones too. I was now sixteen and being moved into a new foster home. I was anxious since I just had a pretty abusive family, but my case worker assured me that this family was amazing. We got out of the car and I took a deep breath as I clutched my bag to me tightly.

“Don’t worry, Y/N, I promise you’ll like it here.” Bill said with a reassuring smile. I nodded as I took in the house. He led me up the step to the front door and knocked three times. It wasn’t long before the door opened and a boy, who looked to be about my age answered.

“Hey Jesus, is Stef or Lena home?” Bill asked.

“Moms! Bill’s here!” The boy shouted, making me flinch. Bill noticed and placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him and he gave me a gentle smile. The boy, Jesus, let us into the house and walked off to the back of the house. I looked around and smiled slightly. It was a very nice house, big, but nice. Everything was clean and decorated nicely, it felt… homely. I felt surprisingly safe. Two women walked out from the area that Jesus entered. One of them was a slender, caramel skinned, brown eyed woman with dark brown curly hair, and the other was also a slender woman with pale skin, blue eyes, and a blonde pixie cut. They both looked bery friendly and had caring eyes. I felt comfortable around them, which shocked me a bit. I wondered if it was because they were two women.

“Bill, it’s so good to see you again.” The woman with curly hair said with a smile.

“You too.” Bill smiled and gently pushed me a bit in front of him. I flinched slightly and looked up at him.

“Lena, Stef, this is Y/N. Y/N this is Lena and Stef, you’re new foster parents.” He said, pointing out each one to me. They smiled at me and Lena kneeled down slightly to my level.

“It’s nice to meet you, Y/N.” She said and I smiled slightly.

“Bill’s told us a lot about you and we’re hoping we can make you comfortable around us.” Stef said and I clutched my bag slightly tighter.

“Lena and Stef are great parents, Y/N.” Bill said and I looked back at him.

“Do you promise this time?” I whispered and he knelt in front of me.

“I promise, Y/N, you’re really gonna like it here.” He said and I took a deep breath.

“Moms! Jesus is eating all the turkey!” A girl shouted from the room behind them. I flinched at the shouting and the two women noticed.

“I’ll go take care of it.” Stef said and walked off.

“Sorry, Y/N, there’s a lot of kids in the house so it can get loud sometimes.” Lena said with an apologetic smile. I nodded and glanced at Bill.

“You can always put your headphones in.” He said and I looked over at Lena.

“Yeah, of course.” She said with a smile. I smiled at her, letting go of my bag slightly.

“Just as long as you’ll take them out if we need to talk to you.” She added and I nodded. Suddenly there were loud footsteps coming down the steps and I flinched again.

“Hey Momma, I was wondering if- Oh, sorry.” A boy who looked slightly older than me said as he got off the last step.

“Brandon, this is Y/N, she’s going to be staying with us. Y/N, this is our eldest son and Stef’s biological son, Brandon.” Lena introduced us.

“Hey, nice to meet you.” He smiled and I gave him a small smile.

“Would you mind showing her to her room? If that’s alright with you, Y/N?” She asked and I glanced at Bill once again. He gave me a reassuring nod and I looked back at the boy.

“O-Okay.” I whispered. Lena smiled at me and Brandon nodded.

“Sure, follow me.” He said and headed up the stairs again. I quietly followed him up and down a hallway. It was the third door on the right. He opened the door and it was a pretty basic room with neutral colors.

“Moms will let you pick out some things for your room if you don’t like the colors. I’m sure they’ll even let you paint it if you want.” He said as he let me inside. I placed my bag on the bed and glanced round.

“It’s nice.” I said quietly and he tilted his head at me slightly.

“You’re not much of a talker, are you?” He asked and I blushed slightly.

“Uh… I don’t really like new homes…” I whispered. Brandon smiled at me and nodded.

“Yeah, Callie was kind of the same way when she got here… Well maybe she was the opposite, she kind of lashed out.” He said and my eyes widened. I instinctively wrapped my arms around my middle to try and hide myself a bit. Brandon noticed and his eyes widened a bit.

“Oh, you don’t need to worry about her doing any of that now, she’s way calmer.” He said and I nervously smiled.

“Hey B, I see you got Y/N settling in.” Stef came in with a smile. She looked at me and her smile faltered a bit as she noticed my body language.

“Did something happen?” She asked, worriedly.

“I was telling her about when Callie first got here and I think it kind of scared her a bit…” Brandon said and Stef took a deep breath.

“Why don’t you go downstair and keep the other’s out of Momma’s hair while she’s talking with Bill.” She said to Brandon and he nodded. He left and it was just me and Stef.

“Can I sit?” She asked and motioned to the bed. I nodded and she took a seat at the end.

“Will you sit with me?” She asked. I hesitated for a moment, but sat next to her with a bit of space between us.

“Listen, Y/N, I can promise you will be safe here. Our other kids will protect you from whatever and if anything does happen then you can come to Lena or myself and we’ll help and protect you.” She said and I bit my lip.

“R-Really?” I whispered and she nodded.

“We want you to be comfortable here.” She said and I smiled slightly.

*Three Months Later*

Staying at the Adams-Fosters house was a dream come true. Lena and Stef were amazing parents and my foster siblings were great too. However, I still couldn’t shake my past. The previous families that abused me plagued me in my nightmares and it made it hard to sleep most nights. Stef and Lena tried their best to help me, but nothing seemed to work. My siblings were growing irritated with my night terrors, but there really wasn’t much I could do. I tried my best, but the only thing that worked was to not sleep. I could only not sleep for so long before I pass out and the nightmares returned.

I was sitting at the dining table doing homework with my headphones on as I tried to stay awake. I slightly heard the front door open and looked up to see Callie and Wyatt walking inside. Wyatt smiled at me and I returned it. I looked back down at my homework, but felt the floor vibrate near me. I looked up to see them sitting down with me and I took my headphones out.

“Mind if we sit with you while we work on our project?” Callie asked and I shook my head. She smiled and turned to face Wyatt. They worked on their project and I worked on my homework. I could feel myself not being able to focus without my music. I was so tired and shook my head slightly to try and wake myself up a bit.

“Y/N?” I turned my head to see Wyatt looking at me with concern. Callie wasn’t there anymore and I sent him a confused look.

“Mariana took her for a bit. Are you okay?” He asked and I forced a smile.

“Yeah… fine.” I whispered. I looked back down at my work, but felt a hand touch mine. I flinched and looked up to see Wyatt retecting his hand.

“Sorry.” He said and I shook my head.

“It’s okay, I just wasn’t expecting it.” I quietly said. He hesitantly placed his hand back on mine and I sent him a small smile.

“You look tired, are you sure you’re okay?” He asked and I sighed.

“I am tired…” I said and he looked concerned.

“Why don’t you go take a nap or something?” He asked and I quickly shook my head.

“Why not?” He asked and I bit my lip.

“The nightmares are too real… they never stop.” I whispered and I frowned. I heard Callie coming back and quickly took my hand away from his. I went back to doing my homework and ignored Wyatt’s worried stares the rest of the time he was here.

It was a week later that I saw Wyatt. He came over to work on the project with Callie again. I was sitting in the living room as they were working in the dining room. I was watching T.V., but noting was really registering. I was so tired I could hardly concentrate on anything. I didn’t even notice when someone sat down next to me, until a hand was waving in front of my face. I blinked a few time and looked over to see Wyatt looking at me with a worried expression.

“Oh, hey, sorry I guess I spaced out.” I said, trying to cover up the truth. He shook his head and I furrowed my brow at him.

“You don’t need to lie, Y/N.” He said and I tilted my head at him.

“What?” I asked.

“I know you’re dead tired, it’s obvious. Your family even noticed.” He said and my eyes widened slightly.

“Listen, I think I have something that could help.” He said and pulled out a box from behind him. He handed it to me and I looked down at the box confused. I opened it and found a black and orange dreamcatcher inside. I smiled slightly as I held it up.

“I know Halloween is your favorite holiday, so I thought you’d like this the best.” He said and I smiled at him.

“I don’t know if it’ll help, but thank you.” I said quietly.

“Wanna go try it out? Callie and I finished the project and I’m staying for dinner.” He said and I blushed slightly.

“Lena and Stef don’t like us having boys in our rooms.” I whispered.

“We can keep the door open and I won’t even be in the bed with you.” He suggested. I blushed and looked down at the dreamcatcher. I kind of wanted to share a bed with Wyatt, but I didn’t want to break the rules and get in trouble.

“If you don’t want to-”

“No, we can try it…” I whispered. He smiled and got up. He offered me his hand and I took it with a small smile. We went up to my room and he hung the dreamcatcher above my bed for me. I smiled as I got into my bed. I felt my eyes almost instantly droop and he placed my blanket over me. I gently grabbed his hand and gently pulled.

“Stay with me?” I whispered.

“I wasn’t going to leave, Y/N, just sit in your chair over there.” He pointed at my desk chair. I shook my head and gently pulled him into the bed with me.

“I don’t want you to get in trouble.” He said quietly. I closed my eyes and shook my head. I snuggled into his side and his arm wrapped around me. It didn’t take me long to fall asleep.

*Wyatt’s POV*

Y/N had fallen asleep in my arms and I smiled down at her slightly. She looked so peaceful and I gently moved some hair from her face. I saw a slight bit of drool falling from the corner of her mouth and chuckled. She was dead asleep and didn’t seem to be bothered. I hope the dreamcatcher was actually working and her nightmares wouldn’t bother her while she slept. Someone knocked on her door and I stiffened as my head shot up. Brandon was standing there with wide eyes.

“Hey, uh, I know I’m not supposed to be in here, but Y/N asked me to stay and just kind of pulled me into the bed with her…” I said and Brandon just stared at us.

“I’ll just go-”

“No! Don’t move.” He said and I looked at him confused.

“What?” I asked.

“How long has she been asleep?” He asked.

“Uh, maybe thirty minutes?” I answered and he looked at me shocked.

“She hasn’t slept for more than ten minutes without a nightmare.” He said and my eyes widned.

“I got her a dreamcatcher to try and help and we were just testing it out…” I said and he smiled.

“Just stay with her, I’ll come get you guys when dinner is done. Moms are gonna be so happy.” He said and rushed off. I looked down at Y/N and she snuggled into me with a smile. I smiled down at her and looked up at the dreamcatcher I got. I hope it continues to help her.

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queenlua · 3 months

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I've been thinking about picking up FF13, the way people talk about combat system intrigues me (I've never really liked standard final fantasy combat) and I love for a story to have a female lead... if the writing does a good enough job? I've heard a couple vague compelling things about Lightning as a protagonist but I've never known how much credence to give any of it. My hope, spun up from what I've heard, is that she's kind of a bitch (laudatory) without the writing being too... aggressively gendery about her being a woman, if that makes sense. Any information/perspective you care to share would be helpful 🙏

(and I don't care very much about spoilers-- sometimes spoilers end up being crucial for making me interested enough in a piece of media to actually try it!)

ohhh interesting yeah so re: ff13:

Lightning's arc didn't feel particularly gendered to me, surprisingly! overall i'd say her arc gave me vibes of Stressed-Out High-Performing Twentysomething Who Opts To Work Really Hard Instead Of Dealing With Feelings. which is, like, how i spent some chunk of my 20s, so, perfectly relatable on that front, and also a thing i've seen high-performing twentysomethings of p much every gender do at some point haha

for me her most compelling arc was the one she has with Hope, which is a kind of mentor-y arc—you sort of see her transition from "i'm barking orders and bossing this kid around because I Know Best," into, uhhh "oh fucking shit this kid is listening to me, they think i have Authority, how did that happen fuck fuck fuck i'm freakin out a little." you can read a decent amount of gender into that if you want to, right, mentor-liness is somewhat femme-coded—but not exclusively so; this arc also felt compelling to me in that i could kinda see that dynamic happening between a lot of different types of 20something-teenagerish pairs.

the writing has other weaknesses—ones you've probably heard already. the game seems to expect you to either Read A Bunch Of Tiny Print In Menus, or else Just Be Kind Of Confused For The First Few Hours, and i'm impatient so i opted to Just Be Kind Of Confused. weirdly, once you hit the 10-hour mark, the story tightens up hugely and everything's very coherent. and it's not like you're totally clueless before then. but it's just... yeah, it starts out a little wobby for non-Gender reasons

my big rec re: gameplay: would be, maybe watch a video of some speedrunners playing this video game first? just 15min-1hr should be plenty—watching speedrunners which got me interested in giving this game a second chance. the combat system is SO cool, but it's possible to do everything slowly/tediously/boringly, which will NOT feel satisfying, and unfortunately the difficulty isn't high enough to FORCE you to try interesting stuff early on. whereas, if you're trying to do Speedrunner Bullshit (try and finish combat AS FAST AS POSSIBLE, a few tricks you'll see them do), you will have an amazing time out of the gate. like i literally think those speedrunners TAUGHT me how to play the game "properly," and sure i wasn't LITERALLY speedrunning but i was focusing on gogogo in a way that felt really visceral and satisfying when i played.

i typed up some other scattered thoughts over here, ages ago

hope that all helps! & lemme know if you give it a shot, for good or for ill~

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👀💕 w alexia

Flower girl

Request: 👀 (forced proximity) 💕 (a moment of jealousy)

Note: this turned out not to be a blurb, but more like a normal fic or ficlet. hope it’s okay. i’ve really enjoyed writting this :-)

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Alexia had wondered for quite some time who gave her flowers every sunday.

Every sunday there would be laying some flowers in front of her door with a small note, saying small cute things like “have a good day” or “you’re doing amazing. keep up the good work” and it always made Alexia smile.

Alexia even had a small box filled with the small notes, because when she wasn’t feeling good after a game or training, she would be looking at them and getting a bit of confidence from it.

So, when Alexia had come home early from training, because she wasn’t feeling great with herself, she got a bit surprised when she saw her neighbor, Y/n, standing in front of her door with flowers and writing a new note for Alexia.

Alexia quietly got out of her car and walked towards her cute neighbor.

“Hola” Alexia said, doing her best not to scare Y/n.

Y/n turned around and got a bit red cheeks, when she saw that Alexia had seen her stand with flowers.

“Hola” Y/n said.

Then there was a bit of silence. None of them knew what to say.

“You’re the one that has been leaving flowers and notes to me every sunday?” Alexia asked Y/n.

“Yeah. I love being in my garden, so there are quite a few flowers and I thought I could just bring some to you. Then it just happened again and again and now, it’s kinda a normal thing for me to do” Y/n answered with a shy smile.

“Gracias Y/n, but why didn’t you say it was from you?” Alexia asked.

“I really don’t know. Maybe I wanted to be anonym” Y/n answered.

“Well, thank you very much. The notes were also very nice to get. Helped me a lot with different things actually” Alexia explained, surprisingly feeling very comfortable talking and being with Y/n.

“That’s good to hear. If you want to talk about anything, I’m here” Y/n said which made Alexia look at Y/n surprisingly and Y/n thinking bad thoughts.

“Oh, I know we don’t know each other and you could also ask someone else, it’s-” Y/n stopped rambling when she felt Alexia laying a hand on her shoulder.

“Calm down hermosa. I really appreciate you for saying that and one day when I’m feeling down, I’ll definitely take the offer” Alexia said, squeezing Y/n’s shoulder.

“Alright, then I’ll see you another day” Y/n said, almost asking Alexia if she really meant what she just said.

“Of course. Have an amazing evening, Y/n” Alexia replied and gently put her lips against Y/n’s hand.

Y/n was trying to act cool, but inside her right now, her heart was beating very fast.

“You too” Y/n said with her red cheeks as she turned around and walked over to her house again.

“Y/n?”

Y/n turned around when she heard Alexia call her name.

“What?” she asked the athlete.

“Weren’t these flowers for me?” Alexia answered with a smirk, making Y/n’s cheeks go even more red if that was possible.

“Oh yeah. Sorry. Flowers for you” Y/n said and handed Alexia the followers.

“You’re both nice and cute” Alexia whispered, but still making sure Y/n heard it before the both of them turned their backs towards each other and walked into their houses.

—

When Alexia walked into her house and looked out of her window, she looked over at Y/n’s house to see Y/n jumping around.

Alexia just shaked her head while smiling like crazy.

Finally she talked to her cute neighbor…

—

Two weeks after their first conversation, Alexia had walked over to Y/n’s house, taking a deep sigh as she knocked on the door.

20 seconds later, a tired looking Y/n opened the door with a yawn.

“Who the fuck is here at 3 in the morni- oh, hey Alexia. Good to see you” Y/n said as she saw Alexia standing outside of her door.

“Hi. Can I come in and take the offer you gave me two weeks ago?” Alexia asked.

“Of course, of course. Come in” Y/n answered and let her neighbor come inside of her house at 3 in the morning.

“Do you want anything? Coffee? Tea? Whiskey?” Y/n asked.

“Whiskey please” Alexia responded, making Y/n a bit surprised.

“Oh, I thought I was the only one drinking whiskey in the morning,” Y/n said with a laugh as she took two small glasses and poured some whiskey in them.

“I normally don't drink, but I kinda need it right now” Alexia explained, looking at Y/n pouring whiskey.

“Alright. What’s bothering you that much, so that you need to talk about it at 3 in the morning while drinking whiskey with your neighbor that you barely know?” Y/n asked.

“It’s a good question, but I also got a good answer” Alexia answered as Y/n gave her a glass with whiskey”

“Sit down then la reina” Y/n said and walked into her living room, sitting down on her couch, making space for Alexia beside her.

“How do you know that people call me that?” Alexia asked as she took a sip from her glass.

“I have a phone, I read and see the news, I actually also happened to live in the city that you play for-” “okay, okay. I got it” Alexia said, making both of them laugh.

“Cheers to that, Y/n” Alexia said and drank her glass of whiskey in one sip.

“Want another one?” Y/n asked.

“Yes…”

—

Alexia and Y/n ended up not talking about why Alexia had turned up, since both of them had been drinking from 3 to 5 in the morning, making them both pretty drunk.

“Have I told you that you’re really hot?” Alexia said.

“Me? No, you haven’t told me that” Y/n said with a chuckle and snort.

“Y/n, you are very hot and I’ve been so distracted by you since I saw you wearing that when I opened the door,” Alexia explained.

Then Y/n looked down at herself and only now realized that she was only wearing shorts and a sports top.

“Omg. I didn’t even think about it. I’ll take something else on” Y/n said and tried to stand up, only to get dragged down again by Alexia’s hand around her wrist.

“You don’t have to take something else on. I can also take my hoodie off, if it helps and makes you more comfortable?” Alexia explained, making Y/n’s cheeks go kinda red.

“Well, I’ll take that offer” Y/n replied.

Then Alexia stood up and first took off her hoodie, then she took off her shirt too, making Y/n bite her bottom lip, so she didn’t drooled.

Fuck, this woman is literally perfect

“Gracias Y/n” Alexia said with a smirk, sitting down again.

“I said that out loud?” Y/n asked.

Alexia just nodded while laughing a bit at Y/n’s embarrassed face.

When Y/n took her hands to her face to hide herself, Alexia quickly took Y/n’s hand in hers.

“Don’t hide your beautiful face, hermosa” Alexia said, caressing Y/n’s face.

“I’m not beautiful” Y/n replied shyly.

“Ehm, you’re going to listen to me. You’re the most beautiful person on this damn planet, you’re nice, you’re kind. You’re PERFECT. Understand?” Alexia explained, making Y/n cry a bit, cause she is drunk, but also cause nobody has ever said something so nice to her.

The next thing Y/n did, wasn’t really planned, but she leaned forward and pressed her lips against Alexias.

Just as Y/n was about to pull back, Alexia began kissing Y/n too.

Y/n’s hands went into Alexia’s hair and Alexia’s hands found their way around Y/n’s waist. Alexia gently laid Y/n’s back against the couch, taking control of the kiss.

Alexia’s hands slowly made their way down to Y/n’s butt and squeezed it softly, making Y/n moan a bit.

“You’re so beautiful, Y/n” Alexia whispered into Y/n’s ear as she gave Y/n’s neck light kisses.

“Don’t lie” Y/n managed to get out of her mouth.

Then Alexia’s hands went to hold Y/n’s cheek.

“I’m not lying. You’re the most damn beautiful person. You hear me? You’re beautiful!” Alexia explained and went to kiss Y/n again, so she couldn’t say anything against her.

—

After the night and morning, Alexia and Y/n shared, Y/n woke up on her couch alone.

Y/n got up from her couch and into her kitchen, taking some pain killers for her head.

Then she looked at the clock and saw it was 3pm.

Damn

After making some coffee for herself and changing into some casual clothes.

It was first after she had drank her coffee that she noticed a note on her desk in front of the door.

“I’m sorry for crashing your beauty sleep, but thank you for your time. I really needed it!”

“Awww” Y/n said out loud.

Then she took her phone and texted Alexia after she got her number last night.

“Buenos días or more like Buenas tardes ;) I also wanted to thank YOU for last night. I was kinda scared that you just left without saying anything, but I did see the note. Glad I could help a bit with whatever that is happening inside the head of yours. Ten un buen día”

—

Later that day when Y/n got home from work, she saw flowers laying in front of her door and she walked over, hoping it was from who she thought it was.

When she read the little note, she was both surprised and disappointed when she saw that the flowers were from her ex-girlfriend.

“Hi love. I miss you a lot, so I wanted to visit you. Turn around. From your Ashley…”

When Y/n turned around, she saw the person she never wanted to see again.

Her ex, Ashley.

“What are you doing here?” Y/n asked.

“I wanted to surprise you, love” Ashley answered, taking Y/n’s hand in hers.

Y/n tried to take her hand to herself, but Ashley took a good grip on Y/n’s wrist.

“You’re hurting me, Ashley” Y/n said as Ashley dragged Y/n into her.

“Ashley, stop!” Y/n added. Ashley didn’t stop.

“ASHLEY STOP RIGHT-” Y/n couldn’t finish her sentence when Ashley put her lips on Y/n’s.

Y/n was too stunned to do anything. When Y/n opened her eyes and saw Alexia looking closely at her and Ashley, she quickly pushed Ashley.

Y/n was still too stunned to do anything, so she just saw Ashley giving her a smirk and driving away in her car as Y/n just stood there and let the tears fall down her cheeks.

Y/n looked to her left, trying to find Alexia, but both Alexia and her car weren't there.

Sitting down on the stairs in front of her house, Y/n took her head in hands.

She fucked up…

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