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u3pxx · 2 days

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PLEASEEE can you elaborate on the gavinners i cant stop looking at them theyre so pretty

sometimes i forget that outside of my friends and servers, i don't really talk much about my gavinners boys* huh! so basically, i originally wanted to make them so i could beef up turnabout serenade in my roleswap au, kind of like turnabout samurai where you have a lot more characters which in turn means a lot more suspects!

but then i realized, wait, i need to make them in the canon-verse first before i could make their swap au counterparts! and so now they exist pftt

here y'all go, i'm gonna be copy-pasting the character descriptions i wrote for them during art fight pftt <3

🥁 DEIDRE MINUENDO

Height: 5'7" (170 cm), 5'9.5" (176) with boots on Birthday: Jul 7 ♋︎ | Pronouns: He/Him, She/Her, They/Them

Deidre is the seemingly gloomy and stoic drummer of the band The Gavinners! At first, it could be difficult to get a read on them but despite all that, they're just like that because they prefer saving their energy. It might not look like it, but Deidre enjoys company even if they're not the most chatty with it and thrives the most when they are around other people (she prefers it if she's around the people closest to her though). Deidre is pretty sensitive and an emotional person even if they don't outwardly express it. To the people close to them, Deidre has a sarcastic streak and can be pretty snappy when it comes to teasing. She can dish it but she can't take it however as they can get slightly irritated when they're teased back. Even if they are a rockstar, they can get embarrassed when people praise or say nice things about them to their face, he tends to brush affection if even if he is secretly flattered by it (he's not gonna admit it though pftt) They also enjoy doodling here and there and like stuffed animals (they have a few of their own!)

Deidre was the closest to Daryan so the events of 4-3 affected him immensely. They felt betrayed and confused and tried to deny that Daryan would be capable of taking another person's life; they scrambled to do everything to protect Daryan from omitting information and even lying on the stand. In the end, all of their efforts were for naught and they felt incredibly guilty for what they've done, especially since she started antagonizing Preston when he was starting to suspect Daryan. They cut themselves off from the group, their job, and stardom. They ended up severely depressed and started to rarely go outside anymore. Only Doremy (Daryan's twin, also a close friend of his) was able to reach him during this time while Viva tried to but he kept refusing to see him. It took them a long time to finally be able to reconnect with the group and it took them a lot of help and support to be able to be well again. Deidre carries Daryan's betrayal to the group heavily and it took a while for her to start forgiving herself.

⚡ VIVA CHI

Age: 25 | Height: 5'9" (175 cm) Birthday: Jan 1 ♑︎ | Pronouns: He/Him

Viva is the lively and energetic bassist of the band The Gavinners! Though he may seem goofy and a little unserious, he actually is pretty responsible and is the mediator of the band (as the eldest brother of his siblings and the eldest of the band, he kind of made that his responsibility). He's a forensic scientist and has always had an interest in science alongside music ever since he was young (he thinks Ema is very pretty but she finds him annoying pftt). Viva was the last one to join the band when they were all in high school and despite his extroverted personality, felt a little shy at the time getting to know a new group of people (it's because Preston was there who he may or may not have crushed at while in high-school.) He's a lover of all things caffeinated (especially energy drinks though he should really pace himself) which isn't always the best match to the fact that he's got terrible anxiety and thinks himself down a spiral when he gets too worried.

Once the band disbanded after the events of AA4, Viva, though left in a bad place with his anxiety shot through the roof, fared better compared to the other members. He tried his best to keep in touch with everyone with varying successes despite Daryan's arrest being fresh and hurt. - visiting Daryan in prison to hear his side of the story - popping in to check at Preston in his office because the guy started to take worse care of himself - contacting Deidre even if she was trying to isolate and cut herself from everyone and looking out for Klavier even if he buried himself in his work He took a break from music like everyone else, he still hopes one day they can meet up and play music again, not even as a band, but as a group of friends who loved creating music.

🦇 PRESTON KEISS

Age: 25 | Height: 6'1" (185 cm) Birthday: Oct 25 ♏︎ | Pronouns: He/Him

Preston is the mysterious yet magnetic keyboardist of the Gavinners! Tall, dark, and bewitching; Preston is aware of the impression people have of him at first glance and likes to use that preconception to surprise and even catch people off-guard by purposely being silly or crass. He has a number of odd quirks and mannerisms that he doesn't realize he has, people tend to notice but they often let it pass because he is very handsome (pretty privilege lmao). Preston can sometimes be mischievous and finds certain things amusing only to him even if others don't find it as funny. He's always had an interest in horror and the macabre ever since he was a young boy which developed into a great fascination with the special effects used in old and new horror films alike. (He can be a bit jumpy when watching movies even if he loves to do it, he can't help it if the movie gets to him!) He plays up his whole immortal vampire schtick because the fans tend to theorize if he really was one. (He is not, he'd love to be one though pftt) Preston is very stubborn and adamant about his opinions and can be difficult to sway if he thinks he's correct; he is also quite awkward when it comes to personal matters, as can be seen in his strained relationship with his older sister and whatever romantic thing he's trying to achieve with Viva. He's used to acting larger than life when the cameras are on but being raw and honest has him feeling a little embarrassed and stilted. Preston smokes and keeps it a secret. (Don't tell Viva that!)

Preston was the first person in the band to start suspecting Daryan which he mostly kept to himself at first but wouldn't deny when you asked him (Deidre did not like that.) After Lamirior accused Daryan in court, Preston was determined to make Deidre confront the truth (unfortunately, not taking in why Deidre might be upset and in denial about it) which caused them to have a fight (with Viva being unsuccessful in de-escalating it.) After the Gavinners disbanded, Preston didn't feel very well after Daryan got sent to prison and lost contact with Deidre (whom he hasn't talked to since the case. [he misses them.]) He seemed fine afterward with his workload seeming to increase though upon closer inspection, he's started taking worse care of himself, skipping meals, and losing his interest in music. Preston has a lot of baggage to sort through regarding his friends and his family that will be difficult and painful for him to confront, but rest assured, he's gonna come out of it happy and well.

and here's a compilation of some very old turnabout serenade drawings too :^]

(i didnt make dei's bday turnabout serenade on purpose, it was a tragic happy accident DFGHDJ i wanted his bday to be 7/7 bc i made daryan 6/6 but then the date. i realize the date orz)

#also i dont think ive mentioned this before but ive been thinking about preston being somewhere in the autism spectrum too :^]#ace attorney #deidre minuendo #viva chi #preston keiss #klavier gavin #daryan crescend #the gavinners #sunnysidedoodles #den's gavinners tag #den's ocs tag #sunnysideanswers #id in alt text #described

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a-dauntless-daffodil · 2 days

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It’s hilarious how Vaggie made herself a ‘sinner’.

How that linked her up with Charlie is such a weird, round about truthful way, even when she was lying by omission about it.

And how amazingly dumb it all makes Adam and Lute look.

Thousands of helpless souls killed by her, but she didn’t do anything ‘wrong’ until she wondered if what she was doing was right. The divine powers in her life only took her wings and condemned her to hell after she doubted their orders, their idea of justice, and quietly chose not to completely follow them.

“You fucked up” they tell her “your mistake” she “left the band” “tried for a solo career". It’s so pathetic. They're so butthurt over the idea of one of their own having a mind of her own.

It’s also so funny, because they spin her simple act of whispering “Go, run. Now!” to demon kid she’d been holding at spear point like it was big defiant move- which makes it into one- even though she never challenged them openly, or threatened them.

Hell, Lute’s “You always were weak” plus exorcist Vaggie always frowning while her murder sisters all grin with glee as they kill sinners- it paints a picture of Vaggie never having been as into exterminations as she ‘should’ have been. Too weak to be a proper exorcist no matter how good at killing she was, not just “the traitor” but also “the failure”.

And she was scared of that. She didn’t want anyone seeing her spare that child, whispered her words to them in a back alley, out of sight.

She was scared of what would happen and didn’t even fight it when Lute took her eye and wings- she was scared and no threat in any tangible way, but apparently refusing to do one single murder is enough to freak Adam and Lute the fuck out.

One woman. Doesn’t do exactly what she’s told. After who knows how many decades of being one of the “top girls” at murder, a “bad bitch” named after “the best thing ever”, and they still get spooked by that tiny moment when she wasn’t under their total control. Like it's such a betrayal to them, her daring to so much as think this level of violence isn’t justified actually, and for a split second act on that thought.

It’s an instant ticket to ousting her from the exorcists AND from heaven, while they fly the fuck off again.

“If angels can do whatever, and remain in the sky-”

and they do. After doing that to one of their own. They did that, to someone who was supposedly meant to be in heaven. They didn’t wait for divine justice- took it, and her eye, and her wings, and her halo, into their own hands and tore them away from her. Then happily, they spend the next three years up in heaven, slurping smoothies and doing more murder sprees.

until Vaggie comes strolling back with the princess of hell, there supporting her girlfriend and the idea that all the shit she did for so long really was and IS wrong.

oh and Adam and Lute are pisssssssed about it. They take her being there PERSONALLY, wanna solve it with VIOLENCE

She hurts them without even trying. Without even noticing they're there.

They're told to fix the princess of hell situation and they have no concept of forgiveness, of caring about sinners, so they guess (rightly) that Vaggie hasn't told Charlie about her past and bet (wrongly) that Charlie would never forgive her if she knew, and also assumed (rightly) that Vaggie would be terrified of that

But they don't get that she's scared of hurting Charlie. Of Charlie being hurt by her. It's a selfless thing. That's her whole PROBLEM.

Her running to hold Charlie after the reveal- her NOT breaking down when Charlie takes alone time in the aftermath, respecting that right up until she thinks Charlie's actively in danger- afraid FOR Charlie when the deal with Alastor is made, no crumbling that Charlie went to someone else for help, when being helpful to Charlie is basically her raison d'étre- agreeing to go alone to an overlord, after learning she can DIE and THIS OVERLORD knows how to do it- all this for the sake of Charlie's dream, their shared goal, their hotel. Their friends, resigned to despair in the hotel lobby, losing hope and maybe hours away from losing their lives

No shit she was never going to bow down to the blackmail?? It'd be like turning herself inside out. Charlie isn't just some "little hottie" or whatever, they're partners. They're in this together. Even when Charlie out loud doubts if that's true, it still is.

Lute and Adam don't GET what it means, that Charlie assumed Vaggie was a sinner already. That the thing she'd be hurt about was the lying, not the murder. She was scared of not really being loved by Vaggie- of everything else wonderful between them being a lie too, all that support and faith empty empty- she wasn't afraid of loving Vaggie, whoever Vaggie had been, she was afraid of who Vaggie might be now and that she'd never really believed in Charlie at all.

Charlie was angry at the thought that Vaggie didn't think she would've accepted her. The idea of not really being understood or trusted by Vaggie, that's what hurt.

And it goes against everything Lute and Adam are, Charlie actually caring about sinners while knowing what they've done- about an exorcist after finding out who they'd been- really trusting that people can change. Lute and Adam hear her say it and see her stand up for it and they just want her to shut up and die

again though, no shit she was going to stick with Vaggie after the truth came out, in the end. Once she had a moment to take a breath and step out of her head long enough for a reality check

Vaggie didn’t say to Charlie what she'd done or who she'd been. But she’s been and keeps doing what she can to follow that idea, unvoiced, from that day when she couldn’t kill a sinner- something Charlie didn't know about but now knows must have happened- A final death means no second chance and no worth as a person, but Vaggie didn’t think that, even before meeting Charlie she didn't think that.

She's always been on Charlie's side. They were on the same side before they ever set eyes on each other. All this time, for three whole years, and now she's off to go find a way to protect everything they've built together.

"-words are cheap, but actions, they speak the truth"

Charlie never really stopped trusting her. Maybe she wondered if she should, but even then, she had Vaggie go to Carmilla to find the key that might save them all.

"She killed an exorcist in the last extermination. She knows how they can be harmed."

"But… I- I didn't even know that was possible."

"If you did, would you have told me?"

So Charlie asked. A pretty painful thing to say- and she said it even as she sent an angel to go find out a way to hurt other angels.

She DID trust that Vaggie WOULD tell her.

The irony of all this happening thanks to Adam and Lute trying to keep it from happening, and all of it leading up to Vaggie getting back part of what they took from her, because now she doesn't need them or heaven to be an angel anymore.

Charlie has faith in her. Enough to send her off on an important mission even after Vaggie hurt her- and send her right to the person who end up helping Vaggie get back her wings.

“The rules are shades of gray when you don’t do as you say”

Vaggie’s new fucking wings are gray when Lute sees them. When Vaggie’s standing over her, sparing her life, her wings and that one, fucking unexplained stripe separating her from the other exorcists, all of it is GRAY.

That visual gut punch of, you’re. Fucking. Wrong. You’re wrong about sinners, you’re wrong about supposedly protecting heaven, you’re wrong thinking you can just DO this shit. That imagery of an angel who DIDN’T stay in the sky because she DIDN’T think being angel meant everything she did had to be right- who’s here in hell, trying to protect sinners from heaven’s slaughter-

And Lute wanted Vaggie to “correct” HER “mistake”? Vaggie’s???

That’s Lute, admitting that people in hell can get second chances and make up for what they did. Admitting that “Sinful filth” like Vaggie can be redeemed in some way, by following Lute’s version of what’s right.

But wasn’t her and Adam’s whole thing the idea of blowing your shot? Getting no other chance after it?

Oh yeah. Vaggie doesn’t believe that though. Not for sinners like her, not for angels like her.

She let’s Lute live. She does it to make Lute suffer, but there are a lot of ways to make someone suffer- an eye for an eye for example- and Vaggie chooses the one that doesn’t hurt Lute more than it has to, that leaves her alive, and leaves Lute’s suffering to be something completely of Lute’s own making (a HELL of Lute's own making, if you will) (Lute choosing to tear her OWN arm off to continue the fight-).

She's totally dismissive of the woman who was just going after her remaining eye like a dog after a bone.

Why is it that nothing Adam and Lute to do her matters?

Why don’t THEY matter to her at all?

Walking right past them, being so done with them up in heaven, not caving to the blackmail, only being worried about Charlie afterwards, not letting that crack in their relationship stop her from doing what she can for their hotel, Lute threatening to take her other eye and BLIND her just making her snark- even the vague threat to Charlie only gives Vaggie the oomf she needed to defend herself.

“Pathetic” she calls Lute. She’s right- they’re so pathetic, both them, Adam and Lute. They’re so scared of being wrong. So pissy over the idea of being less than great and perfect.

It breaks them. Adam’s last words are him having a meltdown in the face of not actually being hot shit. Where’s his respect, he wails, they should all be worshiping him! But they’re not. One of his random decedents stabs him to death because he would’ve done the same to her, and one of the last things he hears is Vaggie- the fuck up, the traitor, his former grumpy top girl Vagina- whooping with glee as he dies.

And Lute lives knowing that could’ve been her, too.

If it wasn't for Vaggie.

Being not all that didn’t break Vaggie. Finding out she was wrong got her to stop and think and change, not run straight on blindly into a fight that ends up with her (with HIM) dead.

Why does she go from terrified of Lute and Adam, to dismissive and annoyed and just all around not caring about them at all?

They gave up all her respect for them when they demanded the death of a child.

The father of humanity wanted a child killed. A helpless, whimpering kid, sacrificed to his ego and bruised pride, and for shits and giggles. His first lieutenant saw failing to do so as a sin worthy of hell. All this over a child. How could she ever take them seriously after that.

She came down from high and chased the child and held a blade over them on divine command.

Then, somehow, she saw the HORNS in her own shadow above them- even though she wasn’t WEARING her MASK, and she stopped.

She was her own messenger angel.

She chose to give the child mercy, and became the sacrifice herself.

Vaggie stuck it to the man. Didn’t steal that life. And, terrified of what would happen to her next, acted selflessly. The same thing that got her left behind in hell should have earned her place in heaven, according to Adam-

heaven was shit to her though. Made her into a soldier. Sent her to kill and kill and kill. Taught her trust on the battlefield- in heaven, of all fucking places-

Timeline wise we see her very first smile when she meets Charlie. When a stranger does- again- the bare minimum for someone else.

When she’s back up in heaven later she isn’t wistful, just angry, uncomfortable, annoyed. She isn’t happy there. It’s not home to her, like her and Charlie’s room back at the hotel is. Why should it be? What good did she ever find in herself up there?

Down here though, she's happy. Hell is where her heaven started. So I guess in the end, she did find what she’d earned after all. Or it, Charlie, found her.

When “The rules are shades of gray…”

Sometimes they’re wrong, and you have to break them.

People like Lute and Adam would rather crack under the pressure and die instead, but not Vaggie. They're out for blood. She's out for love.

Sucks to be them~

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neteyamsoare · 2 days

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𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 what am i doing wrong? | jake sully is now live.

new message from: anonymous. hey baby, i've got another request! jake sully x reader where they've just had a baby together, could be their first of they could have other children, your choice! and they're maybe struggling with the baby, more specifically reader? just angsty but fluffy too. and for prompts, i'm thinking from the protective prompts? maybe “sh, go back to sleep.” “what can I do?” “’ll be right here with you the whole time.” feel free to add or take away anything, thank you lovely! ❤️

current game. when you can’t seem to get neteyam to fall asleep, you begin to doubt yourself as a mother.

game warnings. minors and ageless blogs do not interact! sfw, fem! omatikaya! mate! reader, postpartum, undertones of postpartum depression, angst, crying + fluff. wc. 1.1k words.

slang. yawntutsyìp ( darling ; little loved one ).

streamer's note. nonnie thank you for this request for my 2k event, really loved writing this. srry i didn’t get to add in the “what can i do?” but i hope you still love it. woo i'm getting right on schedule and i can't wait to write more of requests that was sent for the subathon. ☺️

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You were always good at learning new things, how to hunt so swiftly and smoothly, how to trace your tracks, how to weave difficult patterns, and you were a great tsahik to your people.

You even learned to love a dreamwalker even though your people had their own views on sky people.

You never thought you would ever in your life mate with a sky person until Jake came upon your world. It was something about him that always pulled you towards him.

The way he learned the way of your people and never backed down, you couldn’t help but to fall in love with him.

You thought it couldn’t get easier than this but as you are forced to be awake in the middle of the night as your newborn baby boy is currently screaming his lungs off, proved you to be so wrong.

You tried everything to try to calm Neteyam down, he was not hungry nor needed a diaper change. Luckily you took time off tsahik and warrior duties so you can form a closer bond with your little one.

“Sh, go back to sleep, yawntutsyìp,” you cooed as you rocked him gently side to side, extremely tired from not getting enough sleep. You blink away the tears that threatened to leave your eyes as you tried to stay calm.

You didn’t want to wake Jake up because you thought you could handle him by yourself — plus he couldn’t take the time off his olo’eyktan duties so he needed his sleep to get through his day.

How could this be so hard? Have you already failed as a mother if you can’t even get your own baby to sleep? These questions run through your mind as you continue to rock side to side, cooing to Neteyam softly.

Jake stirs in his sleep, wanting to be closer to you but your side of the bed was empty; cold even. His eyes snap open in slight horror that something must have happened but once the cries of his son makes it through his ears, he calms down a little as he gets up to help ease the situation.

“Why didn’t you wake me up?” he asked, sleep still in his voice as he snaked his arms around you, giving you a quick kiss on your forehead, wondering how long you were up.

"I didn't want to wake you up. I know you have a long day ahead of you and wanted for you to get your rest," you pouted; the tears welling up in your eyes, extremely tired as you fight to stay awake.

Jake flashes a worried look towards you before he gently takes Neteyam into his arms. Making sure he supports his head properly. "You shouldn't worry about me, we made this bundle of joy together."

"We're a team and should be working together," he comments as he looks from you to the squirming baby in his hands.

"You are not even big yet and already giving us problems," he cooed softly, Neteyam’s whines slowly coming to a halt as his wide eyes looked up at his father, hearing his soothing voice. His tiny hand wrapping around Jake’s pinky as a soft giggle erupts from his mouth.

“There you go, you must be tired from all the screaming you were doing,” Jake joked while you were ready to combust, you couldn’t help but to feel jealous at how easily he got Neteyam to quiet down.

Before you know it, you completely break down; the tears finally free to roam down your cheeks and the sob leaving your throat. “Hey… hey… why are you crying?” Jake questioned, worried in his voice as he quickly placed Neteyam back in his crib and pulled you in his embrace and you immediately buried your face into the crook of his neck as you gripped on him tightly.

“H…He hates me…” you spit out, breathing between every word you spoke, taking in your mate’s lovely scent which helps to soothe you a bit. “No he doesn’t,” Jake is quick to reassure you as he rubs your back softly.

“Then what am I doing wrong that I can’t even get my own baby to stop crying?” you sobbed as your words came out choppy, he still understood you and his heart broke seeing you like this. “You’re not doing anything wrong.”

“I promise you, you’re doing your very best and that’s all you can do,” Jake explained as he rocked you from side to side to get you to calm down a bit. “Babies can get fussy at times.”

“Don’t be so hard on yourself, you’re new to this, it’s hard especially for me too.”

You pull away from him to look slightly up at him, your lips placed in a pout and his thumb already wiping the tears off your cheek. “Being a parent is never going to be easy and we will hit some bumps along the way….” he softly spoke as he glanced into the crib and watched as Neteyam’s eyes got heavy and a yawn exited his mouth, you watch along too.

“I’ll always be right here with you the whole time, you’re not alone in this and you will never be.” he maneuver his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him as you both look down at a sleeping Neteyam and a small smile sits on your face as you thank Eywa for sending you such an amazing mate like him, knowing he would make a good father. “I love you.” you whisper to him, not wanting to wake up your baby.

“I love you too,” he replied back as a yawn escaped your mouth. “How about you go get some sleep, I can stay up with the baby.”

“N…No,” you began as you shook your head, your eyes feeling heavy; feeling another yawn build up in your throat but you try to disguise it. “You have clan duties in the morning….”

“Not anymore, the people will be fine, I got two precious angels to take care of and they’re more important,” Jake smirked as he gently pushed you in the direction of your shared bed, giving you a quick peck on your lips, yearning for more but you needed your rest. “Now please go to sleep,” he pleaded and you gave him a low giggle.

Jake smiles while he watches you walk off before giving sleeping Neteyam all his focus. “Go easy on your mama, baby boy,” he softly comment as he pulls the blanket over Neteyam and before he could step away to keep watch, Neteyam once again wraps his tiny fingers around Jake’s pinky and a big smile appears on his face, wondering how he got so lucky to gain two precious gifts.

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zmediaoutlet · 2 days

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"So how was it?" Dean says.

Sam squints at him. Crazy-bright day, light reflecting off every car, bouncing back from the license plate frame on the Buick in front of them. "How was what?"

He gets a significant look but then there's a honk and Dean waves irritably at the guy behind them, moves forward a half car-length like that means something. Sam said they should've just taken 87 instead of the state highway, but apparently that wouldn't have been as good a drive, so here they are, bumper to bumper. Some accident they can't see up ahead.

"Dean," Sam says, when they're essentially parked again. "How was what?"

Dean stretches back, knees spread wide around the steering wheel. "Uh, let's see," he says, and sucks his lower lip like he's really thinking. "The tonsil hockey? The tongue tango? The vertical v-grab—"

"You're the worst," Sam says, loudly, and Dean grins whitely out at the traffic. Relaxed. Probably more relaxed now that Sam feels blood rising in his cheeks, like he really did something. The dick. They roll forward another few feet and Sam braces his elbow on the open window, looking out at the growing green, the budding trees. Springtime in upstate New York, not the worst it could be.

"Sarah seemed like she'd be good at it," Dean says. Sam rolls his eyes, smacks vaguely to his left, catches leather jacket. Dean swats his hand away. "Hey, that ain't a dig. I admire a chick who'll really go for it. And, buddy, the way she was looking at you."

Sometimes it's like he thinks Sam's blind. Like, the only reason is that he doesn't notice. He sucks the inside of his cheek, squints out at the random field out past the highway. Cows, in the distance. "She was good at it," he says, finally. Soft where it counted, confident in the way that a lot of gorgeous girls are. Curving into his body but not limp or just opening her mouth for it and waiting for him to be done. Her tongue tasted like earl grey tea. He can taste it now, and rubs his fingers over his mouth.

Dean's been quiet, letting off the brake and rolling forward a carlength at a time. "You want to…" he starts, but what goes there? They weren't going to stay. They never were. Even an extra day didn't make sense, because what was going to happen—Sam taking the open invite, letting himself try, knowing that in the motel across town Dean was cooling his heels with motel porn and a takeout pizza, waiting for Sam to shoot his load so they'd be ready to pack up and leave the state? No, that wasn't going to happen. Not fair to Sarah, no matter if Sam explained the score, and it wasn't fair to Sam, and it wasn't fair, either, to…

More honking, somewhere behind them. They check the rearview at the same time, annoyed, and Dean mutters, "Like that helps?"

Sam turns on his side of the bench, putting his back to the window. Dean glances at him and then looks back out at the cars, frowning. "What do you think I'm missing?" Sam says. "With this stuff. Perfume? Long hair?"

"Perfume I can do, but I draw the line at wearing a wig for you," Dean says. Sam huffs and Dean glances over at him again, smiling. Kind of smiling anyway. "Not trying to—to be weird about it, or pick a fight or anything, Sammy. I just know you wanted…" He shakes his head, slouches back on the bench with two fingers hooked low on the steering wheel. "I don't want you to be—missing anything. I know, we got a job, and it's important. I'm not, like, trying to get you to move into a two-bedroom in New Paltz. I just don't want you to hate this any more than you do already."

Traffic judders to a halt again. Sam nods, looks out at the blinding chrome. His eyes smart. He sniffs, and drags his hand over his face, and then leans over the bench seat and gets his hand on Dean's jaw and turns his face and kisses him. Dean's lips startle open and Sam closes his eyes and licks in, pressing deep, Dean's hand gripping his jacket and Dean's breath filling his mouth. Coffee, salt. Sam tips so his forehead's against Dean's, their noses brushing. "Don't worry about what I'm missing," Sam says.

Dean's knuckles against his chest. He breathes in, shaky.

Honking. Dean takes a quick deep breath and pulls back, doesn't look at Sam. Traffic opening maybe, a little, ahead. They slide forward a car-length and then another. "Might make it to Allentown before dark after all," he says. His ear's pink. Sam sits back into the corner of the bench and smiles at the side of his head. "Shut up," Dean says, and Sam smiles out the window instead, the grown-grass verge starting to blur as they pick up speed. He wasn't going to say a thing.

#happy wincest wednesday #my writing #ww lottery #a random ficlet for episode 19 #fun fact: I Hate Sarah So Much #but in an established wincest context she's at least interesting

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wisehearts · 3 days

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let’s say byler is watching a movie at home and will is sitting on mike’s lap under the covers. the Party is there too. What does byler do (while being oh so discreet about it ofc 😋)?

sorry it took me a second to get to this!

😋🙊 well, picturing mike securing the best spot for them to cuddle on the couch behind the rest of the party...

I think it's obvious enough the trouble starts when will lifts off mike's lap to reach for the fresh popcorn bowl dustin's holding out to him to share with mike, not only because it accentuates will's ass and mike's eyes are glued to it, but because will settles back down and does a happy wiggle over the taste of the popcorn. that movement happens right on top of mike's dick and because he's so easy it just immediately turns him on

they're not even that far into the movie, if he's going to stay worked up mike has to wait, unless... he just has his arms wrapped loosely around will's waist, and there's a point where will stretches through a yawn and mike takes the opportunity to slide his hands under will's sleep shirt and splay his hands properly on will's stomach. will freezes when he feels mike's touch, and mike can feel his breathing hitch under his hands when mike traces them up his abdomen and over his chest.

will has to fight bucking in mike's grasp when his thumbs flick over his sensitive nipples, but mike only softly brushes over them, not properly playing, which is almost worse for will whose head drops back against mike's shoulder at the touch. The blanket is up to will's neck covering both of them so it's easy for mike to move his hands a little more discreetly

mike stops after a bit, kissing his shoulder as a way to say good job not showing your friends what your moans sound like, and they go back to watching the movie.

except will can't concentrate now, and he turns to pout at mike, and they kiss about it as quiet as they can. As subtly as he can will starts grinding on mike's lap every now and then as payback, he can feel mike's breath against his neck and his dick hardening

mike's hands are on will's hips and will feels mike's fingers curl around the band of his sleep pants, and very nearly gasps when mike slowly starts pulling them down. he stares straight ahead at the screen while mike pulls them over his curves and his bare ass is exposed, and will's heart is racing over how cheeky and risky he feels right now. mike readjusts himself but will doesn't think much of it until he sits back down on mike's lap expecting to feel mike's hard on through his sleep pants - and instead feels what is definitely mike's own exposed hard dick against his ass cheeks. will does gasp now and tries to hide it in a cough, and mike just rubs will's ass soothingly and gently spreads his cheeks apart enough so that when mike cants his hips, his dick slides between so teasingly. they're both biting their lips and trying to hide their grins while they enjoy the mutual teasing, staring at their friends in front of them watching the movie

the thing is, irl being discreet really doesn't always work so 😭 they're not getting away with it. max definitely notices the shifting of the blankets the whole time, but in true good fujoshi friend form, she just lets it happen. she does wonder what's really happening though, she would've guessed fingering. lucas on the other hand, I can see being the one to bring it up to mike when they're alone and say they were kinda obvious. not that he cares, it'd be funny if it were he and max that got caught, but he has to give mike shit for it 😝

#asks 🔮#spicy byler #spicy byler hc #Why did this become a ficlet sorry sksks #mm #ls #dh #the party

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bolithesenate · 3 days

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The origin of Sifo's hair loopies?

"Jo, what are you doing?," Sifo tried to peer at her busy fingers doing... something with a section of hair at the side of his forehead.

"Hush, hold still." She sent him a cautionary jab over the Force, concentrated solely on her little project. "I just learned how to do this, so don't fuck this up."

What 'this' was got revealed to Sifo-Dyas about half an hour later as he peered curiously into a reflective bit of a spoon (due to grievous lack of mirrors in the Archives). He tilted his head, shaking it a bit, the movement sending Jocasta's hairdresserial masterworks (?) swaying.

"And what are they?," he asked again, looking at his very proud looking friend.

"It's a Knight-braid," Jocasta said proudly, "I learned about them when I visited Jedha. Apparently they fell out of fashion already back in Grandmaster Sunrider's time, but there's still records of how to do them."

Sifo looked back into the spoon. Shook the braids some more. "Knight braids, huh," he murmured, "I've never heard of those. You sure that was a real thing that existed?"

She shrugged, already going back to her half-finished kaf she'd gotten before their little pause mid mission-prep. It must have been ice cold by now, Sifo would never understand how she could still drink it like that.

"Does it matter if they did?," she quipped back, before downing the contents of the cup. "They're cute and they suit you. Way better than that stupid beard Yan has been growing out."

Oh, so this was about the beard.

Sifo should have known.

"Maybe if it grows long enough you can braid that too?," he couldn't help but tease her, "You know, get some old traditions up and going again? Maybe start a new trend while you're at it?"

All he got was a look that could have shock-frozen Mustafar twice over. "Do not," she mocked throwing the kf cup at him, "even joke about that, Sifo. I'd rather personally shave down Master Tyvokka before touching that... thing."

Sifo laughed, fingers already reaching to play with the new braids. They were fun. "Oh, don't act like that. You can't fault him for trying to hide his babyface. There's been talks of him getting offered a Council Seat, you know. He's been stressing out over it all month."

"And his solutions to that was to grow a beard over it?" Jocasta sounded dubious. "I don't know. Sounds like a case for the mind healer to me."

"Oh shut it," he flicked her though the Force, "I think it looks stately."

"Of course you do." Her defiant murmur was barely audible, buried behind the datapad she'd pulled out. "Suckup."

"Not everyone is on a crusade against all facial hair like you are," Sifo singsonged happily, ignoring her dramatic mood (it was mostly an act anyways). "A bit of self expression won't do our dear Yan any harm."

Jocasta's face darkened further. "Not him maybe, but just see how you'll feel about it when it gives you beard-burn. That shit sucks."

Sifo snickered. "Advice taken."

"I'm serious, Sy."

"And I'll keep it in mind, Jo." He scooted over to her, flinging one of the newly installed braids against her cheek. "Plus, you've given me the weapons to defend myself now, haven't you?"

With an annoyed groan, Jocasta simply reached out, quick as lightning, and grabbed Sy's entire face, pushing him away. "Stop that you little kriffer," she complained, "I'm already regretting this, just so you know."

Sifo let himself be pushed away. Then he waited a few moments, before immediately diving back in, tackling his smaller friend in a hug. "Nahh," he said happily, rubing his face against her side, "You love me. You love the braids. Show me how to do them myself?"

"You're gonna keep them?," she asked, peering down on him. It was evident that she was flattered by the idea. Flattered that he'd liked them.

Sifo grinned up at her. "Of course. As I said, I gotta be able to beat back Yan's beard-attacks, don't I."

"Hmm." She looked off, clearly fighting down a smile. "I'll see what I can do."

#lol i wasn't sure if this was a prompt or not #but i took it as one bc i had a sudden epiphany #tbh ive thought about the origin of the loopies before #and theres many ideas ive been toying with #but them being smt that my favorite history nerd jocasta dug out from somewhere and then just installed on him is my fave one #sometimes you gotta let your friends do stuff to your hair #random boli thoughts #star wars #jocasta nu #sifo dyas #me writing #answering asks #⛏️⛏️⛏️#also yes i hc jocasta to be an absolute beard hater #why? because my mom is and it's a constant source of jokes in my family

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dimiclaudeblaigan · 6 months

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nah but like

they're "seiros lapdogs" because they're fighting back against the people who attacked them completely unprovoked??? also because it so happens that thales is at garreg mach so they have to go there to reclaim the area to defeat him???

i just hate this because it's just perpetuating things about faerghus and its people that just aren't true. it frames it like they jumped into the war willingly for the church and that they're only here for the church. like nah buddy, it's not faerghus' fault you're out here fighting to protect thales and ludwig.

it also is batshit to me how he and leopold are fighting to stop faerghus from advancing but like... they know what's happening to the empire and that edelgard isn't even calling the shots anymore, yet they still stupidly fight for the very person who is literally razing their country and burning their villages. they know the empire is in shambles and that the kingdom isn't targeting them and is specifically aiming for gm to get it back from who? thales; who, mind, at this point is in his real form and not posing as arundel anymore. everything is laid out plainly, but they still act like faerghus is the bad guy.

but yeah, okay. faerghus BaD for defending themselves, fighting back, finding out who is behind all the puppeteering and heading to take him out. sure, that makes them seiros lapdogs. like what are you, an agarthan mouthpiece??? may as well be like yeah you go retreat and leave you agarthan lapdog. if they don't realize it's Someone Else in charge of course, then ludwig lapdog works fine too.

and it sucks because other than this shit, i like waldemar just fine as a character. it's just like, it feels like they forced someone to have to stick in that final faerghus BaD insult before the grand finale so they just randomly picked someone to remind us that faerghus is Always Wrong as long as they continue to fight back and prevent being attacked in the future.

waldemar here is just basically ag caspar. fighting and risking his life for thales, who is destroying the empire and basically holding the emperor hostage. if the writing here had any decent plot points, they would've all stopped and have been like hey wait, shouldn't we be fighting to get our emperor back? why are we stopping these guys from killing the people who are destroying this country?

and like, they literally went from siding with ludwig during the insurrection to siding with edelgard in this timeline to... jumping immediately back to ludwig as soon as he was at the top of the food chain (thales notwithstanding). as soon as the person in charge changes, they jump ship immediately; then of course get mad that the people they attacked are coming after them... and fighting them as they defend the very people who are letting adrestia become a literal, physical ruin.

it really just tells me that these people don't care about adrestia itself, but status, power and wealth. they don't care about the country itself as long as they're doing well. that's like, the only thing i can get from still fighting with/for ludwig/thales. the fact that they just fight for ludwig again as soon as edelgard is out of commission is also pretty gross to me. they have no loyalty at all.

and it's like, i want to like waldermar and leopold, but they come across as just selfish, entitled and only there for their own asses to be covered. and i get that - that is a realistic take on politicians, but the fact that the game regularly loops back around to faerghus BaD despite that and despite portraying these people as opportunistically selfish is like... what are they even trying to write??

#DCB Three Hopes Run #ah yes. the hours i wait for to post this stuff.#it's like whenever i finally find an adrestian character i like they have them spew some bs like this #or in ferdie's case i loved him and hopes made him another edelgard simp instead of like #the one person around her who contested her views and BLATANTLY OUTRIGHT told her "you're wrong''#but ofc yes edelgardwash him bc that's too extreme in a fodlan game #and in this case with waldemar it's not EVEN edelgard. it's just ''faerghus evil for trying to retake gm''#''we attacked gm and won so it's OURS now the ppl who lived there first don't matter anymore''#''what do you mean it's being held by a threat to all of us? no such thing only you are a threat''#literally like they either killed off the adrestians offscreen or made them stupid as fuck just to have you #fight named characters. like if leopold KNOWS all of this then why is he STILL fighting and acting like it's for adrestia #when his actions in that moment were actively HARMING adrestia?#but yet somehow it like I said loops back to faerghus bad... but yet the writing in general #does portray faerghus as doing the right thing... and then has other characters insist they're bad #and so much so like they're purposely shoving it in your face TO believe it #it's like saying someone helped save a village from destruction and protected all the children in a safe shelter #but a bunch of characters say those ppl are evil and it keeps pressing and pushing that statement OVER and over #like rly what are you trying to write with this? i love ag but the last few chapters are just like #wow how dare you try to kill ludwig the one true future of adrestia who is being puppeteered by thales. like. okay.

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silenthillbunni · 2 months

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#i shouldnt have fav mutuals bc i get sooo sad when they soft block me #which *always* happens like im not joking the day will come when they're just like nahhh bye #🥲🥲 nd i cant help but get sad #nd i dont even agree w that anon who said that 'no wonder everyone blocks u' bc im never mean to anyone #i think it's just bc im fundamentally unlikable and unlovable and the time will come when smth abt me #ticks them off nd nothing abt me is ever tolerated i always have to be perfect for everyone so then i just get cut off like dead weight lmao #also it shows that i get attached so easily but in reality ... ppl are not at all as attached to me 💀💀#like i care abt them but they dont care abt me nd it makes me feel so stupid #why do i so easily care for ppl?????? why do i have to care nd like ppl when it's always gonna end the same way #me being me is bad nd wrong and nobody could ever truly know me nd still like me #i have to live my life constantly hiding parts of myself and making sure im not too authentic or too open bc then i will make ppl dislike me #it rlly is that. im never mean. i never fight. ppl just see smth abt me nd go 'oh ewwwwww' nd then leave #nd if it hasnt already happened it will at some point nd im constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop #whenever i realize i say or did smth wrong im tense waiting for the moment where they'll leave me will arrive #ok this might sound silly bc i was like 'triggered' by smth small but like #all my life thats just how it's been. im not even mean or cruel. i just exist and ppl dont like me or who i am or what i think #i can never be truly myself anywhere. that is sure to result in being all alone 4ever. but i dont like hiding parts of myself #but i have to. but its hard when im trying to hide nd be lowkey but i still manage to make ppl dislike me T-T #idek what im supposed to do bc i just exist nd im not likable. i try to be that but im still not. idk what to do #anyway.. who cares.. j'appartiens seul #but yeah it is bc it's like this for me all the time nd ig that triggered me lmao #i mean just w my sisters.. their issue is just who i am. my personality. i havent been cruel to them. or bullied them. or put them down #they just get irritated from my personality nd who i am. thats what makes them mad. nd they kinda want me to just stop being me nd idk how #to do that and therefore we arent even talking. havent talked for a year #i wanna cry like????? what am i supposed to do??????? im so extremely fucking horrible that just by exisiting nd not being mean or cruel mak #es me unworthy of everything. idk idk like. omg i feel so stupid for being triggered by that #maybe if i had irl friends and a job and a life i wouldnt care but im a fucking loser failure worthless good for nothing idiot. ofc im this

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fourswords · 7 months

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in my free time i'm typing out a little post-adventure of link story from loz 1 zelda's perspective on link bringing this OTHER princess zelda who was apparently asleep for centuries (and thank you SO much for the WARNING that he was going to be DOING this, IMPA [<-entirely sarcastic]) back to the castle and the acclimatization of everyone to the whole situation and it's genuinely so fun. loz 1 zelda's standing there like alright how do i gently break it to my relative from the distant peaceful past that she has to learn how to fight in this time period or she's going to get ripped to shreds by monsters. and then she says exactly that and when aol zelda predictably looks mildly freaked out about the subject and is just standing there internally screaming like yep! okay! sure! death and destruction is rampant in this world and it kind of makes me wish i'd never woken up at all! when do fighting lessons start! loz 1 zelda is just standing there like. hm. was that not gentle enough. i feel like that wasn't gentle enough.

#it's about the severe disparity between their times.#when you grow up in a golden era of peace and you are a literal princess and your father is. iirc the correct wording used in the manual.#a child of a man. you are not going to learn how to fight. ESPECIALLY when you have an older brother who'll be the successor to the throne #when you are the princess in a time of peace then everything is going to be about image. about perfection. about being everything #the people expect from a daughter of royalty. a status symbol of ultimate proportions. so it goes #but when you are a princess in a time of complete and utter destruction. when you are a princess in a time where it is a miracle to even #survive the day sometimes. what good is image? what good are expectations?#the people of your land are survivors. they survived for a reason. lord yourself above them and there is every chance they could #destroy the last drop of royalty they have left. there is no manpower in the form of an army of knights.#and you are a survivor too. you shattered your birthright and fought your way across the land and through dungeons #to hide the pieces and you were captured and held within a cage of flames for god knows how long #and still you survived. so even though your people bite and rage you love them because you did the same.#there is never anmention of her parents. as far as we know they're dead and she was simply waiting until she was of age to be crowned queen #(<-a mention*)#so she is no status symbol. there is no perfection with her. the people begrudgingly look to her to lead them out of the hell #that has become their world and by god is she going to do it. and there is nothing left she can offer these people but brutal honesty #which is the only honesty this world has to offer anyway. it's only honesty everyone knows.#no pussyfooting around like rich people do with their speech where they say one thing and mean another. a habit i'm sure #would only flourish in peacetime. none of that. if you are not clear with your words and intentions in a land where everything wants you #dead then that's a one-way ticket to getting yourself or someone else fucking killed.#so it's like. the two main aspects of how they were raised kind of clashing full force with each other #you can only be so gentle when you grew up in a land devoid of it. you can only shape yourself into a fighter so much #when you grew up with the concept of it being foreign to you. yknow #gestures incoherently at them. blorbos truly.......#txt

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laneaconite · 1 month

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Treatment

“Take this pill,” They say.

Take this pill and it should work

In a month,

Three months,

Six.

Take this pill,

And it will make you tired.

They all make you tired,

Because they act on the brain,

You see.

Take this pill,

“We’re sorry the others didn’t work.”

We will smile

Sympathetically.

We do care.

Take this

Pill.

It will make you dizzy.

Take this

Injection.

Since it is treatment resistant

Now.

It will hurt,

It will make you itch.

You can still keep taking the old ones,

In case they end up working

Too.

Take this pill,

It should work in one month,

Three months,

Six.

No, we don’t know

Why this is happening.

We don’t know

How to fix it.

Your blood screening was

Normal.

Your CT scan was

Normal.

Take this pill.

-Lane Aconite,

March 5th, 2023

#poetry #my work #lane archives #chronic pain #chronic migraines #chronic illness #this poem is still pretty ouch #the us medical system can really suck in its cyclical lack of progress regarding finding out what's “wrong” with a person #due to crazy long wait times for appointments & processing referrals as well as 4 profit health insurance #my chronic migraines had to escalate into epilepsy for me to be seen by an actual neurologist and be taken seriously & even now I still fee #neglected by the system #not because my drs are bad but because they're overloaded with patients #it's really exhausting & difficult to have to fight at every turn to receive the care we need & deserve when we're bent over in pain #in my experience this repetitive cycle really broke down my ability to advocate for myself for a while because I was just too depressed #but hey if you're reading this and you relate: I love you. You deserve to feel better and to be supported by your physicians #I'm getting better care now but healing isn't linear #and if you have insurance & you're feeling absolutely fucking crushed by the system pls look up if they have a nurse advice line & call the #to see if they're able to set up a complex care coordination plan & if the nurses themselves can set up appointments for you #it really helps to have an insurance lady or 3 you can call to set up appts & referrals or check on them to see where they're stuck #I could write a poem dedicated to all the wonderful women in social services who are literally saving my life every time they call

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theghostofashton · 1 year

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#i so desperately need to know what was going on in the writers room and what changed from s1 to s2 #i'm rewatching s1 and fighting w the constant urge to skip every scene michelle is in #i watched 1x04 last night and that little scene where she tries to compliment nancy and tim and they're like you have never said that ???#tommy vega would NEVER #the way she cares for and validates and praises nancy and tk......#watching tommy on screen is like.... what was going through their minds when writing michelle #why was it Like That #why did the writing change so drastically for the paramedic captain when switching from michelle to tommy #i have so many questions it's wild #but rewatching has given me even more of an appreciation for tommy like that's MY paramedic captain #i miss her i can't wait to see her again

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stabbystiletto · 2 years

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I know it's a shitty wip lol 😅 but I just saw the trailer for season 2 and had to literally drop what i was doing to grab my tablet and start a new fanart lololol 🤣🤣🤣🤣

This one⬇️⬇️⬇️ is older lol but holy shit I just got the motivation to work on it again 😆😆😆

Also it's nowhere near done lol but I'm posting this anyway cause I like I said I just saw the trailer for season 2 and HOLY SHIT I was like "okay, okay, this is good, I dig it, murders in a religious school, very nice, angry Nica, I dig it" but then.

The pink car, I'm like okay Tiffany got herself a cute car, nice but then I read the license plate

YOU SEE THIS SHIT I WAS LIKE CAN IT BE AND THEN AND THEN AND THEN

GLEN AND GLENDA THEY REALLY DID IT THEY BROUGHT THEM BACK THEY BROUGHT THE TWINS BACK I WAS A LITTLE NERVOUS THAT THEY WOULD BRING THEM BACK AS JUST ONE PERSON BUT THEY KEPT THE TWINS AND THEY'RE NON BINARY BOTH THE TWINS ARE NONBINARY I CAN'T EVEN PROCESS THIS PROPERLY LOLOLOLOLOL 😆😆😆🥰🥰🥰🥰😍😍😍😍😆😆😆😆😃😃😃😃🤯🤯🤯🤯🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

(yeeeeea, the tags are long as hell sorry lololol but i had a lot of feelings about this lolololol 😅😅😅😅😅 who knew tumblr had a limit on the number of tags lololol learn something new everyday lolololol 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣)

#i wish i could say I didn't cry lol but as soon as tiffany opened the door and said 'glen and glenda!' and i saw there was two of them #i started crying lolololol 😅😅😅 i still am 🥲🥲🥲#i know it's kinda a dumb thing to get so worked up about but whatever i have my reasons okay and i just wasn't expecting this lololol 😅#in season 1 chucky just said that he had a queer kid and tiffany only mentioned glenda so #it seemed like even if they did put glen/glenda in they might retcon the twin thing #I'm just really happy that they kept it 🥰🥰🥰☺️☺️☺️#god I'm so excited to see them interact #what kind of dynamic do they have?? do they get along and act super close??#do they argue and fight because their personalities are so different??#does glenda talk glen into committing murders with them??#does glen have a crisis of conscience and end up betraying glenda cause they're not as evil as the rest of the family??#does glenda bully glen a lil cause they view their sibling as 'soft' but then murder anyone else who's mean to them??#like a whole 'i can bully them cause we're twins but you can't' kinda thing??#these are questions I've had ever since i first saw seed of chucky lolololol i really hope this season answers some of them i can't wait 😆#if i recall correctly the only real interaction we saw in seed was when glenda pointed at glen and said 'you're pissing your pants!'#which might indicate they have a bit of an antagonistic relationship with their twin #but it could also be typical behavior for a kid who just saw their sibling piss themself lololol there's not a lot to go on 😆😆😆#anyways i just was not expecting this it really took me out in a great way #an amazing way #i know it's kinda dumb but I've been kinda 🙃🙃🙃😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨💀💀💀 lately and this really put the wind back in my sails 😊😊😊#for the moment at least but you know what I'll take it lololol 😉😉😉😃😃😃#also i know it's not what this post is about but the way tiffany styles nica #like how she dresses her the way she she her hair and makeup #nica looks so pretty lol 😆 like i get it's a fucked up situation but she looks really good lololol 😆😆😆#I'm so excited to see how nica gets ger revenge on tiffany 😃😃😃 gonna be good lol 😆😆😆#also just throwing this out there but what if the twin on the left with the green furry jacket and the super shirt hair is glenda #and the one on the right with the purple sweater and long hair is glen #👀👀👀👀👀#i mean personality wise i feel like it could fit #plus didn't glenda have more vibrant redder hair?? i feel like glenda's hair was more red than glen's

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tearlessrain · 1 month

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please help me- i used to be pretty smart but i’m having so much trouble grasping the concept of diegetic vs non-diegetic bdsm!

gfkjldghfd okay first of all I'm sorry for the confusion, if you're not finding anything on the phrase it's because I made it up and absolutely nobody but me ever uses it, but I haven't found a better way to express what I'm trying to say so I keep using it. but now you've given me an excuse to ramble on about some shit that is only relevant to me and my deeply inefficient way of talking and by god I'm going to take it.

SO. the way diegetic and non-diegetic are normally used is to talk about music and sound design in movies/tv shows. in case you aren't familiar with that concept, here's a rundown:

diegetic sound is sound that happens within the world of the movie/show and can be acknowledged by the characters, like a song playing on the stereo during a driving scene, or sung on stage in Phantom of the Opera. it's also most other sounds that happen in a movie, like the sounds of traffic in a city scene, or a thunderclap, or a marching band passing by. or one of the three stock horse sounds they use in every movie with a horse in it even though horses don't really vocalize much in real life, but that's beside the point, the horse is supposed to be actually making that noise within the movie's world and the characters can hear it whinnying.

non-diegetic sound is any sound that doesn't exist in the world of the movie/show and can't be perceived by the characters. this includes things like laugh tracks and most soundtrack music. when Duel of Fates plays in Star Wars during the lightsaber fight for dramatic effect, that's non-diegetic. it exists to the audience, but the characters don't know their fight is being backed by sick ass music and, sadly, can't hear it.

the lines can get blurry between the two, you've probably seen the film trope where the clearly non-diegetic music in the title sequence fades out to the same music, now diegetic and playing from the character's car stereo. and then there are things like Phantom of the Opera as mentioned above, where the soundtrack is also part of the plot, but Phantom of the Opera does also have segments of non-diegetic music: the Phantom probably does not have an entire orchestra and some guy with an electric guitar hiding down in his sewer just waiting for someone to break into song, but both of those show up in the songs they sing down there.

now, on to how I apply this to bdsm in fiction.

if I'm referring to diegetic bdsm what I mean is that the bdsm is acknowledged for what it is in-world. the characters themselves are roleplaying whatever scenarios their scenes involve and are operating with knowledge of real life rules/safety practices. if there's cnc depicted, it will be apparent at some point, usually right away, that both characters actually are fully consenting and it's all just a planned scene, and you'll often see on-screen negotiation and aftercare, and elements of the story may involve the kink community wherever the characters are. Love and Leashes is a great example of this, 50 Shades and Bonding are terrible examples of this, but they all feature characters that know they're doing bdsm and are intentional about it.

if I'm talking about non-diegetic bdsm, I'm referring to a story that portrays certain kinks without the direct acknowledgement that the characters are doing bdsm. this would be something like Captive Prince, or Phantom of the Opera again, or the vast majority of bodice ripper type stories where an innocent woman is kidnapped by a pirate king or something and totally doesn't want to be ravished but then it turns out he's so cool and sexy and good at ravishing that she decides she's into it and becomes his pirate consort or whatever it is that happens at the end of those books. the characters don't know they're playing out a cnc or D/s fantasy, and in-universe it's often straight up noncon or dubcon rather than cnc at all. the thing about entirely non-diegetic bdsm is that it's almost always Problematic™ in some way if you're not willing to meet the story where it's at, but as long as you're not judging it by the standards of diegetic bdsm, it's just providing the reader the same thing that a partner in a scene would: the illusion of whatever risk or taboo floats your boat, sometimes to extremes that can't be replicated in real life due to safety, practicality, physics, the law, vampires not being real, etc. it's consensual by default because it's already pretend; the characters are vehicles for the story and not actually people who can be hurt, and the reader chose to pick up the book and is aware that nothing in it is real, so it's all good.

this difference is where people tend to get hung up in the discourse, from what I've observed. which is why I started using this phrasing, because I think it's very crucial to be able to differentiate which one you're talking about if you try to have a conversation with someone about the portrayal of bdsm in media. it would also, frankly, be useful for tagging, because sometimes when you're in the mood for non-diegetic bodice ripper shit you'd call the police over in real life, it can get really annoying to read paragraphs of negotiation and check-ins that break the illusion of the scene and so on, and the opposite can be jarring too.

it's very possible to blur these together the same way Phantom of the Opera blurs its diegetic and non-diegetic music as well. this leaves you even more open to being misunderstood by people reading in bad faith, but it can also be really fun to play with. @not-poignant writes fantastic fanfic, novels, and original serials on ao3 that pull this off really well, if you're okay with some dark shit in your fiction I would highly recommend their work. some of it does get really fucking dark in places though, just like. be advised. read the tags and all that.

but yeah, spontaneous writer plug aside, that's what I mean.

#I found their original stuff while I was researching various waterhorses and their folklore for no reason #because one of the characters in their original work happens to be an each uisge #and then it turned out it ALSO included a lot of figures from welsh folklore in general #so yknow if you happen to have my incredibly specific hyperfixations you'll love it but even if you don't it's great #I didn't mean to bring up phantom of the opera so much it just happens to be very relevant to a lot of my talking points #I haven't actually seen it in years

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