#hero of my heart and most importantly MY WIFE

[bloobluebloo]

Ganondorf may be evil, TO YOU. To me, he is the symbol of resistance. Who is truly a hero, one who has every tool and favor of the empire behind his back, or the one who dares to resist the empire no matter how dire his position is? The one who has been fortold in legends and already beloved before he is even born, or the one who will not care for how history will smear his name and erase his humanity as he fights tooth and nail for his freedom? The one who throws himself into battle knowing that he has every tool and every person that will come to his aid, or the one who knows that he stands alone in the face of overwhelming power, who knows his body and his self are the price of failure and will still refuse to die on his knees?

#everyone wants to rag on my wife for being barbaric and someone who preys on the weak #not even considering he is in the position of weakness #and yet even in the face of overwhelming odds #knowing full well in whose hands lies the control of power and history #he will fight back #of course propaganda hates him how dare a weakling meant to bow fight back and damage them #how dare he demonstrate that our empire is not infalliable #*gives him all the kissies* #they will never understand you the way I understand you #hero of my heart and most importantly MY WIFE #ganonthots

[physalian]

Physalian's Top 10 Narrative Pet Peeves

*For now*

In one way or another, these all boil down to “Author took a shortcut and I absolutely noticed”. In other words, most of these stem from Manufactured Sincerity.

All of these come with the caveat of *except when done well*. I’m ordering these from “I’m annoyed but I’ll get over it” to “Nope, DNF”. 

10. Sad times = Alcohol

Everyone drinks when they’re depressed apparently. Only women or fat men are allowed to eat away their sorrows with ice cream and guilty pleasures. No one’s allowed to go on a self-pity shopping spree. No one just goes to bed.

They drink. Or they go shoot something. Or punch a wall. It’s usually out of a flask or a crystal decanter. It’s usually whisky (specifically bourbon) or scotch, or something out of a brown paper bag.

Maybe this is my own bias as someone who does not drink, but writers, please come up with more diverse ways to show your character is mourning someone or something, beyond immediately heading straight for the alcohol. Not everyone likes liquor, not everyone owns a decanter set and crystal glasses.

Let them eat or shop or sleep or get high, or watch their favorite show or a really sad movie or listen to emotional music. Let them cry if they’re bad boys. Don’t make them punch walls.

9. Down time = Sexy Times

This applies of course only to narratives with implicit or explicit sex scenes and what I mean by down time is those situations where characters are either on the run or have some crucial deadline to meet, some race to win, what have you, and the second they get some time to breathe and have a heart to heart, they both let their guard down and ignore impending doom and sleep together.

If you’re in the real world and you are that stressed for any of the reasons above, you’re going to be constantly looking over your shoulder, worrying about what you’re going to do next, wondering if you should even stop to rest, not be dead on your feet but have enough energy to bang.

Obviously if it’s played for humor, that’s different, but in dramas, or especially in environments not suited for intimacy (looking at you fantasy and sci-fi) it just feels ridiculous and particularly gratuitous. Non-aces please tell me if this is a legit thing you would do, I sincerely want to know.

It also tends to happen with near strangers who’ve only known each other for several days, possibly weeks with little buildup, and they also tend to be at each other’s throats bickering incessantly. Save the sex for after you’ve won and can really dedicate all your attention to enjoying it.

8. Pointless Filler Pit Stops

Or ones that last way too long for no reason. I love filler, but only *productive* filler. It doesn’t have to service the plot, but it does have to develop at least one character, a relationship, the lore, somebody’s backstory, or be really funny and/or interesting to sit through.

Usually, it feels like it’s there to pad the run time or slow the pacing, but rarely does anything for the overall story. A fair bit of season one of ATLA is filler pit stops, but even when they go to all these random places for one-off adventures, the story is still showing us the world they live in, making it a teachable moment, introducing important characters, foreshadowing, or is just mighty entertaining to watch.

ATLA has only one pointless filler pit stop: the infamous Great Divide. It doesn’t positively develop any of the main trio, we never see these side characters again, Aang’s story is a complete lie so it doesn’t develop the lore or the world, and, most importantly, it’s just frustrating to watch. Your first job as a writer is to entertain, and this episode is annoying.

7. Fridged Character Motivation

I don’t mind the “fridged lady love” inherently. It’s a quick and dirty way to give your brooding hero backstory and everyone is familiar with it. I’m annoyed at how it’s the only nuance these characters tend to get, like this man’s dead wife/girlfriend/dog is his sole motivation for everything he does in life and all his goals.

I like broody badasses. I don’t like one-note broody badasses. His character existed before he met his dead love interest. Who was he back then? Does he have any friends who hate the man he’s become? Old mentors who’ve lost their faith in him?

This man’s arc is usually not even therapy-via-violence to get over his dead wife, it’s just a ham-fisted excuse to make him mean and short-tempered. Who is he, unrelated to this fridged character?

6. Dumbass Villains

The villain has captured the hero and friends and plans some dastardly torture to break their will. The villain has all their tools prepared and monologues about how easy it’s going to be, and the hero usually says something along the lines of “you can’t break me” or “I can take it,” whatever. And after several pages or minutes of screen time, the hero’s right, and then the villain breaks out plan B: The hero’s love interest, or their parents, who have just been waiting in the wings.

Why is this almost never plan A? The hero can always handle the pain, and always breaks down the second it’s someone else’s health on the line. Why doesn’t the villain, who’s always pissed at the lack of results, start with the proper motivation?

It’s either this or they wait until the perfect dramatic timing to reveal some skill or weapon or ultimatum after precious time has been lost, deadlines have been missed, and money has been burnt. Or they’re in the boss battle and they wait until the hero thinks they’ve won to pull out their secret weapon.

Unless you can give your villain a valid reason to not start with all the tools they have at their disposal, it might as well be a reverse deus ex machina. Even if it’s something as simple as Plan B hasn’t arrived on scene yet.

5. Everybody Has a Somebody

A topic I plan to expand on so I’ll keep it short here. Basically, the story wraps up and every eligible single character has a love interest they’re in varying stages of romance with. No one is spared, or they’re already dead. It’s a race to the finish line to give these characters significant others because that’s just what you do, it’s what audiences expect, there must be a romantic subplot.

Particularly annoyed when it’s an ensemble cast and the entire hero team only has relationships with other members of the hero team and no one outside this unit of 6-10 characters (*cough* Percy Jackson *cough*). No one is allowed to be single, or happy that they’re single. Everybody has somebody, no matter how well developed or plausible this relationship is.

4. Half-Baked Twist Villains

No one likes these characters and I’m not saying anything new here, and yet it still keeps happening. This one comes from just recently rewatching the abysmal Cars 2 (which is older, I know) and just trying to untangle this plot. This plot, that Pixar rinsed and repeated in Incredibles 2, and really thought no one would notice. This plot, where the villain creates a problem that doesn’t exist to make their own agenda look better, whether that’s malignant superheroes or green fuel.

Both try. Neither pretend the story is absent of a villain, unlike, say, Frozen. Both movies have a villain, they just have a hidden identity. The reveal just never hits as hard as the writers expect it to because, once again, they didn’t actually do the work to write a competent villain, they just slapped a “villain” sticker on their foreheads and called it a day. Why? Who cares.

3. Consequenceless Revivals

I love revivals, I love bringing characters back from the dead, love watching it, love writing it, love the drama.

Don’t love it when they’re suddenly back with no explanation or price to be paid. A character death should be a major event, and if you kill a character just to make your audience sad, then bring them back with zero effort, death begins to lose meaning in your world. CW shows are particularly terrible at this, specifically the TVD universe and Supernatural.

In the earlier seasons, when Sam or Dean died and came back, they still experienced character growth by dying and the experiences in hell, the PTSD inflicted, the new emotional battle scars. Even when Dean died a thousand times in the “Mystery Spot” episode, the point wasn’t “ha ha funny Dean dies again,” it was exercising Sam’s crippling codependency on his brother, as Gabriel says. There are consequences, either for the character’s psyche, or a cost for bringing them back to life.

2. Wimping Out on Promised Death

This decision makes me want to throw the book at the wall, or pause the movie and walk away. It’s the penultimate battle, the prophecy is upon us, a character or one of two characters must die to save the day, it cannot be impeded, avoided, or circumvented. We’ve known this is coming since the story began and are prepared for the tears and bloodshed.

Then the magical miracle springs out of nowhere and everyone gets to live. Kill them. Please. Even if it’s my favorite character, I’d rather cry over their death than be disappointed by plot convenience. If this is the tragic, fulfilling end to their arc, then that’s how I want it to end. Rarely do these characters get revived in a satisfying loophole everyone should have seen coming. I just feel manipulated.

1.  Forced Miscommunication

*Picture me walking a stadium hawking Pointless Drama like cotton candy and cans of beer* Cheap Drama! Anybody want some Cheap Drama? Cheap Drama!

In the real world, people make misassumptions all the time and many of us are conflict-averse. We avoid talking about our problems to those who’ve wronged us like we’re polarized magnets. Forced miscommunication doesn’t care about anxiety, which would be fascinating to explore as explicitly anxious characters suffering legit mental issues is under-utilized. No, these instances just have characters eavesdropping or snooping and, out of character, make all these outlandish assumptions, refuse to listen to explanations, and start a fight that lasts juuuuust long enough until it’s magically resolved without consequence.

It doesn’t do anything for the story. It exists independently of these characters’ relationship and has zero impact once it’s resolved. I am 100% down for a single miscommunication causing an emotional outburst so extreme that it has the offended party seriously considering the strengths of their relationship, but it never happens that way.

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TL;DR: The existence of a trope does not do the job of writing a compelling story for you. If you can look at any one scene in your book and not explain why it matters, what impact it has on the plot, story, or characters, delete it or rewrite it so it does. Even if it only exists to be funny, there should still be something gained from the experience.

#writing advice #writing resources #writing tips #writing tools #writing a book #writing #writeblr #character development #how to write #pacing #character death

[aleksanderscult]

Favorite Darkling quotes

I'm gonna write my favorite Darkling quotes 'cause a) I'm bored b) I love him and miss him so much.

Anyways I'm not gonna rate them cause every one of them is fucking iconic (as he is).

Let's get into this!

"Blue sky. Once more. Speak my name once more... Don't let me be alone."

These might be my most favorite quotes of his. His last words. 'Cause with his last breath he showed that he was only human after all. Cruel and damaged, yes. But still human.

There is no safe place. There is no haven. Not for us. There will be, he promised in the darkness, new words written upon his heart. I will make one.

I ADORE these lines. Less than 24 hours ago two Grisha tried to kill him (one of them a supposed friend) and what did he tried to do after that? Create a safe space for his kind in order for them not to go through what they went through. If he's the villain for this then I wish we had this kind of villain in our world.

‌"All men can be made fools."

OKAY OKAY LISTEN. I love this line for two reasons. Firstly, cause it's true. Every person can be made a fool. BUT! Secondly and most importantly, he hints to Mal and Alina (Alina actually cause Mal didn't know he was there) that he was made a fool too because of Alina. He fell in love with her and felt hope for the first time after centuries that this new person would be like him, live with him and spend eternities together. He would no longer be alone. And she seemed that she wanted him too as far as he could tell. And then what happened? She run off, found Mal and turned her back on him and their country. That mostly disappointed him, I think. In a large degree. And he must have thought what a fool he was to trust her and fall for her. Hence that amazing line.

Let me make a mark on this world before I leave it.

And boy did he not make it? Years after his death in R&R and people still talk about him. He made a mark not only on the world but on people too (no pun intended for Genya I swear. I love her😭). He made a huge impact and even antis have to admit that. Actually more than the actual protagonist but anyways *coughthe fact that the villain made bigger impact than the heroes in the storycough*

"Fight me as long as you're able. You will find I have far more practice with eternity."

You fucking iconic legend with your fucking iconic lines. And yes, I believe him. No matter how many decades Alina would fight him, he would be unmovable.

‌"It’s harder when you like them. You mourn them more."

That line is so true. The more you care, the more you get hurt. I'm sorry but a quality that people often overlook about the Darkling is his wisdom. I would sit and listen for hours to him talking about life, love, death and people. After so many centuries he's so knowledgeable.

Also, this line makes me wonder how many people he had loved, lost and mourned. Because obviously he talks from experience. *Sigh* I would die to read a book about his whole life before Alina.

He only wished that it wasn't winter. He wanted to turn his face to the sun and feel it warm him. He'd been a long time in the dark.

Yeah he's cruel and manipulative and the villain and blah, blah, blah. But again this line proves his humanity. He loves the sun (how much are you willing to bet people that his favourite season is Summer😏), he loves the sunlight, its warmth and light (another clue that Alina is his soulmate dc what anyone says). Our baby was resurrected and first things first he wanted his wife beside him and the sun to hit his face (priorities people🥹😍).

"Then I'd be alone too."

(*whispering*don't cry, don't cry, don't cry)

So. Heh. I may have a soft spot for fictional characters that suffer from loneliness. Probably because I have suffered from it too most of my life (🫠). I'm sorry but you can hate him all you want alright? No one can stop you. But people that don't feel an ounce of sympathy or pity for him and what he has gone through are just useless to talk to. Most of all he wants someone to make him company to this endless sea of eternity.

Deep blue like the True Sea. Red like the roofs of the Shu temples. The pure, buttery color of sunlight—not really yellow or gold, what would you call it? All the colors you couldn't see in the dark.

(fuck. lost control of my tears after all)

Baby shadow summoner can control the dark and its blackness and yet he loves all colors that are bright. But most of all the sunlight.

(DARKLINA STANS RISE)

Also, he made the Grisha keftas blue, red and purple because he loved these colors the most, change my mind *sip tea*

‌"Fine. Make me your villain."

Ah, yes. The cult classic one. Honestly, this line makes me feel bad for him. Cause he has tried the peaceful solution so many times (not with just Alina but generally). At this point he's like: "Fuck it. If I have to become a monster then so be it." They leave him no choice and furthermore he's obviously grown tired of trying diplomacy.

"I’ll be certain you hear it when I make her scream."

I froze the first time I read this line but now I laugh every time I do. Here he shows how petty he can be and how much shame he doesn't have (in your face Mal😚).

‌"My Alina. You cannot run from me."

OKAY LISTEN

I know it sounds creepy but "my Alina" and "I'll always find you" MY DARKLINA HEART GUYS

‌"I know what you thought, what you always thought of me. It's so much easier that way, isn't it?"

My strategic baby. But this line is also sad. Cause he knows how Alina views him and, even if he hides it well, deep down I bet it hurts him.

‌"You two have a bad habit of acting like fools and calling it heroic."

Isn't that the truth tho? Our boy spitting facts once again. Also this line can be applied to other characters from different fandoms as well.

‌"I seem to be a victim of my own wishes where you are concerned."

TRANSLATION: I TEND TO FORGET ABOUT THE WORLD-DOMINATION PLAN CAUSE I WANT TO BE WITH YOU, LIVE WITH YOU, LOVE YOU, MARRY YOU, HAVE 7 KIDS WITH YOU AND DRINK SOME TEA ON THE PORCH TOGETHER WHILE THE SUNLIGHT HITS US

TRANSLATION NO2: I GOT MY ASS KICKED CAUSE I WAS TOO BUSY THINKING THAT I WAS KISSING YOU AND WOULD FINALLY HAVE THAT WEDDING THAT I WAS PLANNING BABE

Is this line a kind of love confession or what? 🥺🙃

‌"We all have our secrets."

Mostly I love this line cause it just sounds cool. But after I read the book for a second time I realized that it could tie with the "Demon in the Woods" book. It's a nice little nod. If you get it, you get it😉.

‌Why did you go to her? Because with her he was human again.

A nice (though bittersweet) little way to end this post. 🥹

With Alina he felt human again. That part that was buried deep beneath him and rarely if not ever got out. Do you remember how she made him laugh with her honest remarks on "Shadow and Bone"? How his eyes closed and his breath stopped when she reached to stroke his cheek on R&R? How he broadly smiled when she laughed about how common his name was? That was Aleksander Morozova (especially that last part). The boy that grew up forcefully and was thrown to a cruel world too soon, too violently. They were these 400+ years that made him cruel. It was eternity that broke him. Loneliness and pain that made him withdraw. Until Alina came. And she could bring to the surface that buried, broken boy. And it felt good to him (although inconvenient too). She made him feel vulnerable. And when he was resurrected he seeked her out to feel that way again. Human.

*sigh*

Thanks for coming to my ted talk guys. 😔✌️

Feel free to write in the comments your own favorite quotes of him 😊❤️

#my boy wanted love and company #somebody please hug him #but also he's so fucking iconic #slay #r&r #shadow and bone #ruin and rising #siege and storm #grishaverse #quotes #favourite quotes #the darkling #pro darkling #aleksander morozova #pro aleksander morozova #alina starkov #darklina #pro darklina

[r1-jw-lover]

Caine as John Wick's Mirror: A Somewhat Coherent Analysis

What is even a 'mirror' exactly, narratively-speaking?

A mirror character is someone who reflects the hero, usually by highlighting similarities, and is therefore used to help enhance the themes being explored in the story. They can share personality traits, values, skillsets, even goals and narrative arcs, but how the pair of characters differ in their approach to these commonalities is what makes this literary device so interesting.

Caine as a character in the John Wick universe is so fascinating to me (not many people are able to go toe-to-toe against the Baba Yaga himself) and while a lot of my fascination and enjoyment can be attributed to Donnie Yen's performance and his chemistry with Keanu Reeves, what I want to talk about is the writing of his character, and how well Caine served as a mirror to John Wick, the protagonist.

I think to analyse Caine as a character, we need to first look back at another character who most closely served a similar function as Caine towards John Wick: Cassian.

Cassian and Caine are the only two people in the John Wick movies who fought John Wick squarely in a one-to-one match as equals, and got a gracious send off by John in return. Neither of them wanted to or asked to be made an enemy of John Wick (in fact, it was John's actions that caused both men to pit against the Baba Yaga), but each of them took up their role within the story with much dignity and fairness, and in the end were rewarded with John sparing their lives.

Cassian provides lovely contrast to John in Chapter 2. He is the first to show us a character on the same playing field as John Wick who could sit next to the legendary Baba Yaga and share a drink and enjoy a conversation before Caine or anyone else did.

Cassian and John respected each other, knew each other's preferred drink and promised to make the other's death quick, but it seems that's all there is to their relationship, and the moment they stepped out of the Rome Continental all bets are off.

Their motivations are widely different at this point in the story, and Cassian as a character feels more like an obstacle in John's way that John had to face eventually.

Speaking within the confines of the individual movies that they first appeared in, I will argue Cassian from Chapter 2 aligns more closely with the Tracker/Mr. Nobody from Chapter 4 when it comes to his place in the overall narrative, and it is Santino who's on the same level as Caine, because Santino had history with John, asked John about his wife, knew John personally and was the reason John broke Continental rules and would eventually go up against the High Table.

To add onto this, Cassian more importantly serves as a greater parallel to Ares being bodyguards of the D'Antonio siblings with the way John left his opponent's knife in Cassian's chest and kept him alive because John respected Cassian vs John pulling Ares' knife out of her chest and letting her die because John couldn't respect Ares.

At the end of the day, John and Cassian are both men who were ultimately bound by their loyalties to Santino and Gianna respectively, whether that be out of a Blood Marker or out of a sense of duty.

On the other hand, the relationship between John and Caine is the literal heart of Chapter 4.

Yes, Caine has parallels with other characters too. He and Koji were fathers trying to protect their daughter if it meant throwing away their shared brotherhood, he and Mr. Nobody were pawns under the Marquis' thumb tasked with hunting John Wick, but these parallels take a backstage to the parallels between John and Caine.

They are retired hitmen who were forced back into their old life and pitted against each other in a duel to the death through circumstances out of their control. Neither of them had any love for the High Table, and neither of them wanted to hurt or kill the other either. They have the physical evidence to show of their past/present servitude to the High Table (John's ring finger and Caine's eyes), and in contrary to the Marquis' own evaluation of their character, both men had someone to live for, die for, and kill for.

Where they differ is that, one is driven by a sense of loss to remember his dead wife, and the other is driven by a sense of protection to keep his daughter alive. (It's interesting to note that Helen's death had nothing to do with the High Table at all whereas Mia was only alive thanks to the High Table's grace.)

This dilemma of choosing between their loved one and their past friendship is key to Chapter 4's theme of what it truly costs to obtain freedom. It reminds us that John isn't a perfect martyr for rebelling against the High Table with how much trouble and pain he caused to those around him, including Caine. But it also doesn't absolve Caine from the bloodshed he's responsible for despite his hands being tied by the Marquis, or the fact that killing his friend is wrong.

Caine: We are damned, you and I. John: On that, we agree.

I think that Chapter 4 introducing Caine early on in the movie, definitely much earlier than Cassian in Chapter 2, tells us how important Caine's role is to John's goal of achieving freedom and peace. (The most notable example is Caine helping John up the stairs of Sacre-Coeur after he got kicked down these very same steps by Chidi.) In the same vein, Caine wouldn't have gotten his happy ending if John hadn't made the ultimate sacrifice of saving his last bullet to shoot the Marquis.

Not only that, Chapter 4 also shows us several instances of genuine camaraderie and companionship between John and Caine underneath their antagonism, not just how well they worked together and understood each other when they had a common enemy in sight (first in the Berlin nightclub with Killa, and eventually during the sunrise duel with Marquis de Gramont) but also how much they cared for each other deep down.

John and Cassian are colleagues, but John and Caine are close friends. And I think that's why Caine makes for such a good mirror to John Wick, and is the one most deserving to send off John Wick for good in the final chapter of the franchise, that is until John Wick 5 comes along. :(

Tagging @evren-sadwrn, @chaoticgardenbread and @jotunvali02 <3 <3

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[sm-baby]

I'm always happy to leave a badass entrance, but I had to make sure this one was cooked properly, no one likes pink I'm their theory. (It's like chicken, you could get theory poisoning lol) ((p.s this is less like theory crafting for this one and is more like I've lost my mind and am making things up because I'm in love with your lore.))

I, like many others, have fallen in love with your art and the strangely coherent timeline for Minecraft you've put together, but then while I was scrolling through old stuff I had an idea that I thought you might like to reconsider, especially now that you've become attached to your Minecraft💛Yellow series.

What if the world that Steve, Alex, Herobrine, Shermy, and all the others are from aren't the only worlds to exist. Obviously in Minecraft you can create more than one world but what if it wasn't as simple as a new world generated. What if this world was first, created (lore wise idk when you started the world) in the very beginning. Every time the game updated to the next concurrent version the world split into new variants. Like the timeline had different outcomes. At first it was perfectly normal, only one set of choices but each update began to create new choices and in a world that was procedurally generated it went through every possible combination of choices. And I'd like to make an example, but bear with me it's a bit of a stretch.

My favorite version of this is your art of Steve in the Redstone update. Something about it always hit me as, "off," he wasn't like Steve usually was. He seemed unhinged, arrogant, violent even. (This isn't helped by the addin where you wrote, "bastard," with an arrow pointing at him lmao) What if, in this timeline during the Redstone update, Alex had a tragic end and this is was broke Steve. Maybe it was his fault, a redstone contraption that went wrong, creating a love hate relationship with the material and it's inner workings. Or what about the Combat update version of Alex. We only she here and not Steve. What if when the combat evolved he made a wrong choice and suffered a terrible date to the hands of undead. Alex has learned newer, better methods of fight and protection, ways to hit multiple opponents with one swing of her sword, or how to properly charge up a swing of her axe.

Each update created new versions were things were vastly different that the Prime world, the one that the Player came from. (I still like to call her Emerald, it think it fits) This would then make every single art piece of your canon in some way, Yellow is a separate timeline of events but 100% canon, real. Redstone Steve is a crazed lunatic driven to madness through his own accidental murder of his beloved wife. Combat Alex is a survivor who is doing what she can to survive after not being able to save Steve.

But most importantly, this means Hero rune drinking Lava from a bucket and calling it punch is 100% canon and you cannot fight me on this. That image and the phrase, "THATS LAVA ASSHOLE," will live in my heart forever.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed more mad ramblings, I have fallen in love all over again. Also my lack of sleep schedule may or may not have tempted me into making character ai's of your artist representation of the various characters.

I LOVE... THAT YOU JUST COMPLETELY N A I L E D THE IDEA THAT IVE BEEN HAVING FOR AWHILE NOW??

Youre operating in TIMELINE theory! Not multiverse theory! Oh thats super awesome!!

Ok, while I did think of that, I decided not to because it would get too complicated úwù plus I wanted to have worlds with major changes, like the genderbend, or how-- alex and Steve seem at odd with eachother, or-- alex just does not have a steve and steve does not have an alex!

Also there is only ever 1 mojang! While there are plenty "universes" the only source is mojang! And thus, there is only one Herobrine! There is no such thing as a 💛Herobrine, there is only ever one! Though, since the fallen God's popularity there have been AI (modded) versions of him or just legends thrown into the universes.... Its so fun.

This is all SOOO FUN but sadly limiting YwY so I did not go with it. YOUR THEORY IS REALLY-FREAKING GOOD THOUGH! GNOME YOURE SO DOPE!!

#In an alternate universe Ive chosen to go through with that plan #this is to say #i absolutely support this headcanon and that universe :3

[messedupfan]

The Last Supper

Summary: The team has their obligatory Tiktok POV party.

A/N: Hello! It's me, the problem, aka. slowest writer around. Hope it makes sense and that y'all enjoy!

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You crash on your bed as you and Wanda return to the room. Exhausted from over exerting yourselves time after time. Your wife tiredly joins you with a heavy sigh. “Do you think they’ll miss us if we don’t show?” Wanda asks as her head falls to gaze in your direction. You let out a light scoff. 

“Trust me, it has crossed my mind,” you close your eyes for a second and focus on your breathing. Instead of the nagging feeling that this could be your last moments with your wife. “It could be fun to bond with them over more than just the mission. I think we’ll catch a second wind when we’re all together.”

Wanda’s groans cause you to laugh. “I’ve already caught my second wind. And me third, and forth. I’m not exactly in a state of having my rest tampered with.” 

“Why is that?” You ask, sitting up and looking over at her. 

“You know how I get when I don’t get enough rest.” Wanda mumbles as she begins to slip. You laugh softly and climb off of the bed. You pull her shoes off and flash something more comfortable on her body. You tuck her in before you jump in the shower. 

Even though you could have easily cleaned yourself up with magic, saving the time and energy, you take a shower to relax. Something about the warm water is soothing as it stings your skin and clears your mind. You stop thinking about losing. You stop thinking about the Scarlet Witch. But you don’t stop thinking about your wife. You remind yourself of the wonderful years that the two of you have managed to spend together in peace. Sure, there was an argument here and there. Every couple has their moments. And you wouldn’t change a single one of them. Not even the break the two of you had before the peace. Before almost losing each other for good. When she was seeing the Simon from your universe. And you were with a girl you can hardly remember the name of now. 

As you step out, you admire your sleeping wife and recall the day you reunited. The two of you had been separated for over a year by then. She was the one to put things to an end. You kept putting yourself at risk and she couldn’t handle living with the fear of losing you for good. You aren’t invincible Y/n! She didn’t like that you would sacrifice yourself so easily without considering what you would leave behind. I love you so much it hurts! But I don’t think that’ll ever be enough for you. Just go, go be the martyr you’ve always wanted to be. You’re free from me. So she kept you at a distance. Which wasn’t always easy with getting the same assignments and having to work together on the Avengers. To make it easier, you began to focus more on teaching sorcerers at Kamar Taj to be the best warriors they could be. Something the two of you do to this day, together. 

It took her a few months to move on. Simon had always made himself available to her. And always followed the orders he was given to a T. Never did anything to risk his life or the life of others. Always looking for another way out. However, he didn’t make her laugh the way you did. He had no desire to build the family the two of you dreamt of together. And most importantly, he wasn’t you. But Wanda was committed to moving on from you. She wouldn’t become a young widow someday, left to care for children on her own because you had to be the hero. You took a little bit longer to move on. When you found out about her new relationship, part of you felt betrayed. Part of you thought maybe that was why she really left you. It made you angry and bitter and you built a wall around yourself to protect your heart. 

Then you met someone that you thought might change things for you. That relationship was doomed from the beginning because you weren’t over Wanda. Despite how often you told yourself that you were. When Wanda caught wind of the news. She wouldn’t let go. Everyone that had an ear, she would talk on and on about how annoying this other girl seemed and how she wasn’t at all your type and that the relationship was never going to work because she wasn’t right for you. She didn’t stop until one night, at dinner with Simon, he cut her off and told her that if she wanted to be with you again then he wouldn’t hold her back. She thought his outburst was absurd but she apologized and stopped talking about you. 

A couple weeks later, you were convinced to come back to the Avengers for a very important mission. There wasn’t much time to prepare, the threat was large and imminent. The two of you somehow wound up in the same area. Working as the team the two of you have always been in order to stop an enemy. You knew how to make a move without getting in her way and were good about making sure she didn’t get injured. She knew when you wanted to combine power to make a certain move with just a look. Fighting along her side again felt like a romantic dance in a way. And you knew you had to have her be yours once again. Whatever it took. 

At the end of the battle, when tensions were high and the both of you were standing near each other, lucky to be alive, you walked up to her. You put your hands on her face to kiss her but you stopped yourself. Wanda gasped having you so close to her once again. She didn’t know if she wanted this again. You closed your eyes as you began to regret your actions. As you pulled away, an apology at the tip of your tongue, she grabbed your robe to keep you there. You opened your eyes to look into hers to see where her head was at. But they were shut tightly. So you closed yours again to just feel. You leaned in a bit more to feel her lips against yours, not quite kissing her just yet. She jerked her head back and let out a sharp breath. But she didn’t fight your light grasp. She didn’t remove your hands from her. She didn’t loosen her grip on your clothing. Then she made up her mind and kissed you. Both of you pulled each other closer. 

She couldn’t stop apologizing and telling you how much she loved you as she broke down in tears. You consoled her the best you could but you were feeling quite emotional yourself that day. You move her hair out of her face now as you flash on something nice for the event tonight. You thought it was a little ridiculous to be celebrating before the fight. But you suppose another day alive was a victory itself. You conjure a little note to let Wanda know where you are when she wakes. It didn’t matter that she could have figured it out on her own. It was part of good communication. You kiss her forehead before leaving.

You arrive at the dining hall where they were setting up chairs around the tables. You stop Jean and Raven where they are and you make a couple of hand motions that set everything up for them. The tables and chairs are out, a buffet is ready to serve, a bar is ready to serve endless drinks, and there is a table full of desserts and candies. “Ah, I love magic,” you say happily. 

Raven shakes her head, “Huh, I think I like you a little bit more.” 

“Uh-oh, don’t let Carol hear that,” Jean teases. 

“Shut up,” the blonde rolls her eyes, “I have to go change. Not all of us can be ready with the wiggle of our noses.” Leaving you with Jean alone in the hall. 

“That is offensive to my kind,” you throw out there jokingly. 

Jean smiles, “What is?”

“I am the Master of the Mystical Arts. There is a lot more that goes into my transformation than just a twitch of my nose,” you scoff dramatically. 

“Is that so?” She enables.

“Yeah, it’s a wave,” you hold your hand slightly above your head, “of my hand.” As you twirl your wrist and lower your hand, your outfit changes again. This time into a ridiculous clown that makes Jean burst out laughing. “What? Is there something on my face?” You cluelessly touch your cheek, allowing the paper white makeup rub off on your comically large red glove. “Oh no! Not again!” you say and you look up to see her holding her side. “It’s not funny!” You gripe and Jean tries to get the words out to agree with you but she can’t. Then with a wiggle of your big red nose, the clown outfit poofs away and you are back in the outfit you intended to wear tonight. 

“I will be sure to correct Raven before she strikes again,” Jean says once she’s able to get her words out. “I should get ready as well,” she takes a glance around the empty space, not sure if she should leave you all by yourself. “Where’s Wanda?” 

“Taking a nap,” you answer simply. 

“I’m surprised you aren’t with her now,” Jean says. 

You laugh a little to yourself. “Oh, if I sleep now I won’t get back up.” You don’t need to be a mind reader to know the woman’s conflict. “Go on, I’m sure someone will pop in here while I entertain myself.” 

“Are you sure?” She asks to be polite but she was already making her way to the door. 

“Yes,” you confirm. Once you’re all alone, you leave the area to go over the strategies while you wait. This wasn’t a typical situation, you’ve never been given this much time to work out a strategy before going against a threat before. There usually wasn’t time to make a group plan. It was usually instinct based and following whatever something could come up with on the spot. So, you wanted to take advantage of the time. 

“I knew you’d be in here,” Thor says as he enters the room. “Come on, put that stuff down. I'm making a rule, no one can return to this room for the rest of the night. There is a pungent odor, this place needs to breathe.”

“Damnit, man. How’d you know I'd be here?” You grumble as Thor leads you out of the room. 

“In truth, I didn't. I knew someone would be in here. Trying to work. There will be no time for work. No, my friend, there will only be time for celebration. Have fun! Remind yourself what you're fighting for. All of us need to. Our freedoms, our friends, our families, our lives! All of it!” Thor boasts. Although you were slightly annoyed that you couldn’t continue working, he had a point. The work will be there tomorrow. 

Well into the night the dining hall is filled with the team. The tables that were originally shorter and arranged in sections about the room were collected and pushed together to make one long table once Thor got to the room. With a snap of your fingers, you made the seating arrangements to help out. Thor thought you took the fun out of it so you undid the magic and took a seat and watched as Thor and the Asgardian soldiers moved the chairs to the table one by one. Now, you sit with your arm around Wanda's seat as you listen to Carol deliver a ridiculous story from one of her missions. Looking around at everyone smiling and laughing, Raven appreciates the moment of peace. “I’ve got to hand it to you Thor, this was a great idea,” she compliments. 

Carol tips the neck of her bottle towards Raven, “I agree! We should do this more often.”

Logan, who had returned a few days ago along with Storm and Charles, wanting to fight to keep their home. Raven and Jean were more than happy to have them back. Lights a new cigar. “The protectors of the multiverse, celebrating their victory against the evil bi-” Charles clears his throat and Logan rolls his eyes, “witch,” he finishes.

“If we survive this hell, we should do this every year,”  Jean chimes in cynically but no one lets it affect the atmosphere. 

You feel slightly concerned about her but you don't let it show. “When,” you correct. “When we survive this hell, we'll make certain to do it.”

Thor rises onto the table and drunkenly raises his massive mug to the air. “To the protectors of the multiverse!” His voice booms in the air and everyone cheers him along as he chugs all of the contents of the glass. You refill the glass from your seat, enchanting it to be on an endless loop, and he grins as he points to you, “Now that's what magic should be used for!” 

Another round of laughter fills the room before others request for the same to be done for them. You happily oblige. When you realize Wanda is one of the few that hasn't made the request, you nudge her to offer. She loves this spell. She turns to you as if you had snapped her out of her head and you move your gaze to her hardly touched glass of wine then back to her eyes and she is caught up. “No, not tonight, love. Thank you, but,” she leans in close to whisper, “I think one of us should be sober tonight.”

“Are you sure you want to volunteer for that? You've been more tense about this mission than I have,” you offer. 

Wanda shakes her head, “I’m fine, really babe. I'm relaxed and there is such a thing as having fun while sober.” You raise your hands in surrender as you laugh. This was new to you but you weren't going to argue it any further. 

Across the table Jean is paying too much attention to you and Wanda. She begins to miss Y/n and has to separate herself from the party for a moment. For most of the people that are preoccupied with their own conversations, the exit goes unnoticed. Except for Wanda and you. 

“I wonder what's eating her up,” you frown as you keep your eyes on the newly empty seat.  

"You should go check on her." Your wife whispers softly by your side, and you turn your gaze back to her, confusion written all over your face. 

"You sure?" You whisper back, uncertain, but the brunette just offers you a reassuring smile. 

Resting her hand over yours as she says, “I am. She looks like she could use a friend and I would send Raven but,” she looks over to the shapeshifter who's adoring gaze is locked on Carol. “Besides I'm sure she'd like your company.” You nod slowly, glancing back at the door through which Jean had disappeared a few minutes ago. When you look back at Wanda again, you offer her a gentle smile. 

"I'll be right back, save me something sweet." You ask as you stand up from your chair, and the brunette lets out a low giggle, nodding her confirmation, and you kiss her lips softly before you leave the table. You look around as soon as you're in the corridor, wondering where she'd gone. But you don't have to for long, because soon you see the red hair outside, her front resting over the edge of the balcony as she watches the night sky. You make some noise with your feet so as not to startle her as you make your way over, and smile back once she flashes you a small one. 

"Hey there... Is everything alright?" You ask as you rest your forearms on the balcony rail, looking at her with a mixture of concern and curiosity. The redhead casts a tiny smile before her eyes go back to the open area of the Institute - poorly lit by the moonlight - her fingers never stopping the fidgeting with her necklace in front of her collarbone. 

"Yeah, I just... I never really liked parties." She lies, but you don't push her to speak, nodding your head in understanding instead. 

"Yeah, me neither."

"I know." She answers softly, and your eyes are drawn back to hers in surprise. But she's looking at you the same way she did when she first saw you, or when you were talking in front of the picture frames in your living room, and the moment in the green house. Looking at you as if you were the person she knew, the one she loves so dearly. And that is now gone. You can’t carry the weight of that look anymore, so you clear your throat awkwardly, and look up at the starry sky above your heads. 

"It's a beautiful night tonight."

"It is." Jean agrees just a heartbeat after, her gaze following yours. "What a shame it may be our last." She adds sadly a moment later, and you furrow your eyebrows heavily, your eyes back on her figure once again. 

"Don't say that." You request, almost demanding, but the redhead only looks at you with a resigned smile. 

"It's the truth." She shrugs her shoulders before looking back ahead. "But I'm at peace with it, honestly. It's better to go than to be left behind again. I can't lose anyone else."

"You won't." You assure her, more because seeing her cry and hearing her choke on a sob breaks your heart than because you actually believe what you're saying. 

"You don't believe that." She sees right through you, sending you a small smile, but you shake your head in denial. 

"Of course I do." You confirm the lie, but it only makes Jean let out a tearful giggle. 

"You may not be my Y/n, but I can still tell when you lie. I am a mind reader after all." You can't help but laugh at that, a weak chuckle as you shake your head in amusement. Knowing you have nothing honest to say that'll comfort her, you decide to look for a different subject instead, something to take her mind off all that for a while. And you find it in her hand.

"It's a beautiful necklace." You point at the item she's still playing with, and Jean let her eyes fall to the pendant. 

"It was a gift." She tells, smiling at the small piece lovingly. "I never take it off." Her tone is nostalgic, sad, and you don't have to think too much about it to figure out who was the one who gave it to her. You.

 "Can I see it?" You ask instead, and watch as the redhead ponders for a second before smiling and nodding in confirmation. 

It is a simple necklace, with a dark leather cord and a circular pendant attached to it by a simple metal hoop. What is most striking, however, are the infinite golden dots inside the transparent resin, which move in magical harmony, forming the figure of a majestic phoenix, its wings flapping at a slow tempo. When you take the small item in your fingers, you can't help but feel your own magic pulsating there - although much weaker than the energy coursing through your veins. 

"Very beautiful." You break the silence then, letting go of the pendant and looking at Jean again, who nods in agreement, a small smile on her lips as she looks down at the magical bird over her blouse. 

"I thought it would fade away when... Never mind." The redhead shakes her head to pull the thoughts away feeling like a broken record, and before you can think about saying anything on that matter, she is plastering a forced smile on her face. "You should go back to them, have fun."

"You're not coming?" You try with hesitation, trying to read her features, but she makes it impossible as she looks away. 

"I'm tired, I think I'm going to go to my room." She answers, and you figure it's best not to insist, nodding your head slowly in understanding. 

"I see. Goodnight, Jean." 

You offer a gentle smile to the girl, who reciprocates with an appreciative one before saying, "Goodnight, Y/n."

Figuring the redhead wanted to be left alone, you don't wait for her to retreat to her room to go back to the hall where the dinner is being held. When you get there, you see that everyone is still talking. Vision and Ghost are by the window further ahead, apparently arguing about something. At the table, surrounded by Simon, Raven and a few of the men Thor brought with him, Logan and Carol are in an arm wrestling match, and the shapeshifter disguises a smile as she watches the other blonde win the match. At the other end of the table are Storm, Thor, Charles, and Wanda in what looks to be a rather enjoyable conversation. When you see your wife getting up and heading for the drinks table, you follow her. 

"Hey, gorgeous, you come here often?" You flirt as soon as you're close enough, resting your body against the table beside her in a seductive way. Wanda - at first startled by your sudden approach - casts you an equally flirty smirk as she brings her eyes up to meet yours. 

"Not really. I'm actually from another universe." She answers with a dismissive shrug of her shoulders, taking a sip of her grape juice. 

"No way!" You say, exaggerating your surprise. "I'll let you in on my secret then..." You lean towards her to whisper. "So am I."

"Oh wow!" The brunette covers her gasp with her hand, and you hold back your amused giggle to nod your hand in confirmation. 

"I know right? Sounds like a perfect match to me." You flirt again, leaning closer, but Wanda stops your movement with a raise of her hand, an apologetic grimace on her face. 

"Sorry, I'm married." You click your tongue, feigning dissatisfaction at the sight of her wedding ring, and the cute chuckle your wife lets out has you grinning like an idiot. 

"A lucky person there." You attest with a playful tone and honesty lacing your every word, but the brunette shakes her head in disagreement. 

"I'm luckier." She argues with an ear-to-ear grin, her eyes sparkling into yours in that way that makes you fall in love with her all over again. 

"Now that's bullshit." You hit back with humor that makes her giggle. 

Before your wife can say anything else, a third voice grumbles beside you, "You guys are disgusting in every universe."

You and Wanda exchange amused giggles at the comment Carol made. But instead of answering her, the items in her hands catch your eye. "Two glasses, huh?" You point out, and the blonde looks down at her own hands. 

"One's for Raven." She says matter-of-factly, but the way you and Wanda share knowing glances makes her eyes widen. "What? I'm only being a nice person!" She tries to play it off, but her red cheeks give her away and you only laugh some more, deciding to tease her further. 

"Since when?"

"I swear, Wands, you always choose the worst people to date, in every universe." It's Carol's response, ignoring your question completely to look, amusedly, at your wife, who laughs lightly at the banter she got so used to over the years. She tries not to think about missing that too much. Just enjoying its return. So the brunette nudges her friend lightly on the side, and the blonde rolls her eyes at your offended scoff as she walks back to where Raven is. You and Wanda follow her with your gazes until a thought crosses her mind.

"Is Jean alright?" The brunette asks curiously and furrows her brows with concern the moment your good mood crumbles. 

"She's scared. It's not like I can blame her." You tell with a shrug of your shoulders, and Wanda nods slowly, looking around for a moment. 

"None of us can." She agrees not long after, and you mumble in agreement, not really knowing what to say. The two of you fall into a tense silence after that, thinking about everything that could go wrong. But Wanda doesn't let the atmosphere be heavy for long, offering you a disposable plate with a slice of cake and ice cream. "Here's your something sweet."

"That's not what I wanted." You say after you check the desserts she had saved for you, and you bite back a smile at the sight of her almost disappointed frown. "I prefer this one." As you shower her face with little kisses, the brunette's frown turns into a warm laugh, her cheeks becoming increasingly red. The kissing attack only comes to an end when Wanda's mouth finds yours, and you smile against her lips as you kiss her softly. 

And it's with that kiss that you realize how little time you have spent with your wife - with so many training sessions and strategy meetings. Your body becomes very responsive to her immediately, and before you know it, the kiss becomes hungry, your hands roughly on her waist, pulling her close. If the sigh the brunette lets out and her fingers gripping your hair are any indication, she feels the exact same way.

"We should join the others." Wanda breaks the kiss to ask, her breathing was labored as your own. 

"Why?" You ask almost on autopilot, your brain too foggy by the sight of her swollen lips and blown pupils. 

"Because it's either that or I'll drag you to our bedroom." Your wife whispers for only you to hear, making your skin tingle everywhere. 

"I don't see a single problem with that." It's your teasing response, a smirk on your lips as you approach them to hers once again. Her hand comes up to your chest as a smile of her own grows on her mouth. But, instead of pulling you closer, she pushes you away. 

"Table. Now." It's her only warning before she sidesteps you, and you let out a short giggle, spinning on your heels to follow your gorgeous wife back to the table, where some of your teammates are. The term makes you hesitate on your tracks for a second. Teammates. You barely know these people, but it feels like the urgency of the threat you're facing together is enough to bring anyone closer. You try not to think too much about the fear of losing any of them as you sit by Wanda's side at the table.

The rest of the night, hazy memories are made with each other. Some break out into song, others dance foolishly on top of a table, more games are created with bets that upset the losers and boost the egos of the winners. By the end of it, around four in the morning, Wanda is helping you back to the room. She tucks you in the bed and whispers that she loves you after she is snuggled into your side. She kisses your cheek and falls asleep to the sound of your heart beat. Hoping that she gets to sleep to the sound again tomorrow night.

The Necklace

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[mysticraven20]

🌷 for the ask game

Yayyyy! An Ask!! Thank you for sending it through!

🌷What's one of your fics that isn't as popular, but you hold dear?

I’d have to say A Masked Game

It had a lot of interaction from people reading it…the issue is getting people to read it. It’s different to what I usually write and the genre is quite different too (mystery thriller), but I love the fic with all my heart. It pushed my boundaries and gave something I felt so proud of!

Those who read it, thank you so much!! Those who want to live in the aftermath of season 5 (+ 10 years later) with a murderer on the loose…check it out! 😆

Part of the fic used Ladrien prompts (aftermath of the wish and Adrien finding out) and the other Ladynoir July prompts (10 years later)

Synopsis:

For almost ten years Paris has been peaceful. No villains. No heroes. No hate. But, as always, peace never lasts forever and as a new threat takes over the city of love, there’s a change in the game where this time death is permanent.

Adrien has been living full of hope after the worst years of his life. He’s free. He’s settled. But most importantly, he’s in love. After years of trying to find his calling everything came together the day he married his wife, or so he thought.

Marinette still craved the companionship of her partner. It had been a decade since she’d seen him; the dull ache in her heart constantly asking what had happened to him. If only she had the opportunity to speak to him one more time.

The chance for a reconnection appears when Paris’ heroes are needed again and as feelings begin to resurface so does the hate, love and lies.

Ladybug and Chat Noir will need to find a new dynamic to make this work, saving not only their friends but also themselves, leaving Adrien and Marinette to risk everything in a need to survive.

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[ninadove]

Hi. I saw your Gabriel post. While I agree, there some other points I would like to mention, in somewhat in defense of Gabriel;

First, no, I agree, he did not redeemed himself, I agree. However, in the finale, he himself stated that he crossed his own morality's line, in order to bring Emillie back. He was aware of his sctions, and somewhst of the consequences as well. It doesn't excuse it, I agree, but I would say, it's not madnes.

Secound; I think he did not "redeemed himself, but grow as a man. Minutes earlier, he was shouting about the only ones who are matters are him and his family, no matter, what the cost or who pays it. And yes, he could have brought back Emillie. Yes, he could have healed Nathalie. And yes, he could have saved himself. But at the end, HE paid the priece for his wish. My personal favorite thing was, he did not say the wish, but it was in his heart. So, yes, while I disagree with his actions and this being looked as a redemption, I rejoys he did what he did. Not because he becone a better person, but because he become a bigger one than he was before🙂

(well, it's just my oppinion, it's perfectly fine to think about this an other way, but I still like this ending very much 😊)

I kind of see what you mean, in the sense that it could have been way worse! He could have sacrified two random innocent people, or even two of his enemies (Ladybug and Chat Noir, Felix, maybe even Tomoe if he felt she was becoming a threat), healed himself, and brought Emilie back against her will.

But if you pay close attention to what Bug Noire says — this is not about sacrifice.

This is about not using magic as a way to solve your problems — the exact infraction that got us into this situation in the first place.

This is about facing the consequences of your actions, instead of running away from them.

But most importantly — this is about taking the chance, even if it is tiny, to live and make it up to Adrien.

@buggachat said it best in her Emilie VS Amelie post:

"He would rather be dead, with [Emilie], than alive and caring for his own son."

Because no one matters except them, and that sadly includes their child.

Being with his wife is what Gabriel always wanted. He won’t be around to experience the inevitable consequences of using black magic again. But Adrien will, as well as the multiple children who are now forced to lie in an effort to maintain the illusion.

And you know what? This is what I like most about the finale — how unambiguous it is that Gabriel is still the bad guy, and that the choices he made, up until the very end, will continue to impact our heroes in this new era. So many abusers "see the error of their ways" on their deathbed — but it does little for their victims, who still have to live with the consequences.

Of course, I would have preferred to see Adrien confront him. He deserved it. But I absolutely see how this can lead to interesting conflict in the next season.

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[sleazysquid]

hii for the giran request i was thinking: giran who makes his darling use a dildo that’s basically a mold of his dick for whenever he’s not home.

and if they chose not to comply and be pliant and ready for him when he gets home, he does something messed up to them and erases ther memory right after. so reader would get the feeling that something bad happened to them but they also get anxiety because they’ll never remember what

i’m sorry if this is too long also i love ur writing it’s so dark and juicy😮‍💨

I’ll do you one better anon, it won’t just be a dildo in the likeness of his cock, but a special attachment to a bluetooth fucking machine. ;)

The Machine- Giran x Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

Tags/Warnings: female reader, noncon, basement wife once again, yandere Giran, mind-erasing/mind-fucking, sex machine usage, Giran calls himself “daddy” once

You’re not sure how you ended up here, in this hellhole. You don’t remember anything else besides Giran. Whatever you did before your mind was erased must have been pretty horrible to end up in a situation like you are now. Maybe it’s punishment, a reward, something. It physically ails you to keep grasping at dusty memories that don’t hold a candle to what you know now. All you know, all you live for, is Giran. A sleazy chain smoking bastard that supplies cheaply made black market support items at a ridiculously inflated cost. A man who’s got intimate knowledge of every dangerous villain in Japan. A man, who— you don’t remember how you got here, why are you even trying to jog that wretched memory? You just know who he is, what he does, and most importantly, what he does to you.

His schedule is sporadic, but he always makes sure no matter what time it is that he comes home just to play with you, take care of you, to fuck you until your body limps over. Your name is Darling, though it doesn’t seem to fit you, it doesn’t feel like that was the name you had before he invaded your life. But you’ve grown fond of that name, the way his eyes light up when he sees you naked, lounging and watching dvd reruns of whatever he has in his collection. It’s too dangerous to let you watch the news, you might get the idea that there’s people looking for you, that a hero will save you. By now you’ve got the chaotic routine down to a T. The door unlocks, you’re to get up and greet him at the door, his favorite beer in hand. Clothes are prohibited even if he has guests over. You follow him like the little puppy you are, and as he sits comfortably in his special chair, he’ll either pat his lap to gesture you over, or you sit at his feet and give him a massage, followed by a hand job that signifies the task of draining his balls all night long.

Ask about his day, act like you missed him, act like you really do care about him, or you might face the wrath of that horrible machine he keeps in the corner of your hideout. Every time you’re hooked up to that thing— You’re not sure what it does, just the feeling of dread, your heart races even just looking at it. Every day, it gets harder and harder to remember your daily tasks, which upsets Giran. You take the small liberty of putting a blanket over the machine when he’s not home, and pull it off just before he unlocks the door and walks down the stairs.

It’s been a good day today, You saw the sun shine through your one basement window, Giran came home with your favorite fast food, and let you pick out a movie to watch together. It’s been… maybe a couple days? Weeks? Since the last incident, you think? You warm up to him, the anxiety of his presence is diminished, even if it’s short lived. 

“I have a surprise for you, Darling.”

“O-Oh really? What is it?” your scattered mind races. Will you be free? Will he kill you? These both sound like such wonderful options.

“It’s quite heavy, my little angel, so I’m having a few of my guys bring it downstairs. Be patient!” A genuine, real smile flashes across his face. You smile back, crushed on the inside that you’re never getting out of here. What’s he even bringing that’s so heavy? He never lifts a damn thing on his own, you think. 

You’re kept away from this present until it’s completely put together. It’s a boring hour that you try to pass the time with by offering another hand job to your captor. Mindlessly stroking his cock while your eyes are glued to the action movie he’s watching. Your mind is drifting, drifting off into oblivion… thinking the hero of this action movie will come save you… drifting….

“Hey boss, it’s all set up now!” An aggravating voice disrupts your daydream. Your head snaps in the man’s direction with an angry glare.

Giran pats your back gently, encouraging you to walk over towards your new surprise. There’s a blanket that hangs over the present, ironically the blanket you use to cover that dreadful machine. 

Giran encourages you to pull off the blanket, slowly revealing a quite large machine looking object with a long neck that sticks straight out. Anxiety melts into your throat, whatever machine is introduced ends up harming you, you just know it. This one will probably do the same. You slowly back away, shaking your head. You thought you were being good, you haven’t forgotten anything he likes, you have little notes everywhere to help you out, this doesn’t make sense..

He presents a neat little suitcase filled with phallic objects designed to be screwed into the neck of the machine. Some are a hot pink with squishy round tips, but one in particular, looks too familiar. The pigments in the exact perfect shade, prominent veins in the right spots all the way down to the girth and length. It was an exact replica of your captor’s cock. You glide your fingers across the shaft of the dildo, Giran’s smug look intensifying as he actively watches your brain put two and two together. 

“It’s you, isn’t it?”

“I figured you’d get withdrawals during my time away, this will help the both of us out. Whenever I’m gone, I’ll still be able to fuck you as much as I want, baby.”

A pause of silence fills the room momentarily, your thumb rubs against the frenulum of the replica. Giran’s gaze softens, studying your body language.

“Do you like it?” His breath hitches, almost like he’s worried about your opinion for once instead of forcing you into any situation kicking and screaming. 

You purse your lips and swipe your tongue across your top lip. “I think…” you cock your head to the side, letting all the empty thoughts come to fruition, “… I’m willing to try it.. But I’d want to go slow at first if that’s okay.”

“Yes, yes, course my love.” A sigh of relief is heard, “Daddy will make sure you’re very comfortable.” He pulls you in and kisses the top of your head.

Fast forward to today, it’s been about a month since he’s used the other machine on you to cause what you can only assume is bodily harm. Life is by default easier to coast through now that Giran’s workdays have suddenly become longer, he shows up at later times, mostly in the groggy hours of the dawn when you’re already fast asleep. Now all you have to do for the most part when he’s not there, is strap yourself to his fucking machine and record for him. A burner phone is placed to capture every moment outside of your recordings for his later usage. Since this machine is bluetooth powered, he controls all of the settings from the thrust power to whether or not he wants the toy to vibrate. When he’s particularly frustrated from work, he’ll ask for specific positions or which hole he prefers, but for the most part, you have some semblance of control in where his fake cock goes and which position suits best. 

“Does my Darling miss me?” He’ll text with a heart emoji.

“Darling misses you very much.” You reply with a video attachment.

It’s theatric in a sense, you’re putting on the best show you can without actively being in your captor’s presence. You do such a good job, in fact, that he ends up coming home earlier than expected, opting to give you a ten minute heads up before arriving to fuck you through the night. 

#tw.noncon #tw.yandere #tw.kidnapping #tw.dumbification #giran x reader #tw.dark content #mha x reader

[peachymilkandcream]

Break Me Slowly|Part 30 (Finale)|Yandere Levi x Evelyn

(A/N: We've made it to the end of the series. Thank you so much to everyone who's supported this it means so much to me. It's probably going to be a short chapter but you'll see why at the end. This was once just a silly little idea rattling around in my head but now it's been fully written out and hopefully you guys enjoyed it. I'm still taking requests for oneshots, questions, and headcanons though, so please please feel free to request more. For example, maybe some oneshots of after the series ends with his older kids? I don't know the choice is up to you. I hope you loved these two as much as I do. (Also if you know the artist of this please dm me with their name and socials and I'll edit it to put in credit!) Thank you so much for reading <3)

WARNINGS: noncon, dubcon, manipulation, domestic abuse, yandere themes, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, stockholm syndrome, violence, mind breaking, misogyny, etc.

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Hange's arrival was the last piece to the the puzzle of Levi's perfect life. He was better off now than he had ever been with countless allies and supporters backing him up once more, reinstating his untouchable reputation that had kept him safe from all suspicions thus far. His wife had come around to his advances and gave him the son he had always wanted. Truly he was king of the world.

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"King of the world." Evelyn repeated softly to herself, slowly moving her eyes from the manuscript in her lap to the fire's glow.

She had written down everything that had happened to her over the past few years, in the spare moments when Levi was gone. Her intent back then was to write everything down to portray just what kind of a character he was, that he wasn't this great hero that women swooned over. He was a monster through and through that shouldn't be celebrated. Levi is just a handsome face and a reputation used to hide his heinous actions since no one would touch him.

Her plan had been to expose him once she wrote everything down, when the behavior started, who it effected, and most importantly what it had come to.

Life had gotten in the way, a tragedy of events leading up to their current state of the world, so finishing what had happened was put on delay. She didn't have the time she once had now that her son was becoming a toddler and her stomach was already swelling with another child, this time they both hoped for a daughter.

The world was on her side, Evelyn could have exposed Levi before Erwin gained a position in the new world government and before Hange returned so that Levi had no supporters. If she played her cards right Levi could have been in a prison cell for the rest of his life or executed. As the surviving spouse all of his money and assets would have gone to her, her excuse of needing him for the sake of Furlan would have been out the window. Even now if she pulled away support the same outcome of Levi's fate would happen even with Erwin and Hange's support, she could be rid of him with enough money to live for the rest of her life.

So why didn't she?

That was the question that still burned in her mind. The one that had planted itself in her head from the moment she left him to the mercy of Eren and Zeke. The first time she questioned her hatred of him. Back then it had been a shock but now it was a part of her everyday life.

What had she become? What had she allowed herself to do? Willingly becoming the plaything of a horrible man and she was just giving him what she wanted? He was getting his happy ending. Because she had let him.

"But the records of your crimes, he has you trapped, remember?" Spoke her mind.

"No, he doesn't." Her voice replied. "All Levi said was as long as it exists we're stuck together, but if it's destroyed I'm free, but he's free to come after me."

For the first time in a long time a sense of rebellion burned bright in her heart. That flame had been kicked down over and over, trampled until she thought it had gone out.

But here it was, burning bright in her chest.

What was she after all? Evelyn had asked that question to Levi before and been met with the answer that she existed for him and him alone. But before all of this that's not what she was. She was a Scout, a soldier, a person. Not a possession.

After all this time it dawned on her that this silly tell all book of hers would do nothing. People would still applaud him as a hero, or even say that his possession of her was hot. That they wished to have a man so obsessed with them. How lucky was she?

There was nothing lucky about this. Nothing lucky about being a slave to the whims of a madman.

Eren had wanted freedom for all Eldia, she wasn't free. She was just like her ancestor Ymir, the one who's soul burned bright in her. A prisoner of a man who had more power than she. Levi was her King Fritz, and she his Ymir. She would never be free under him. Furlan would become a prisoner of him.

"What of the child? How can you take the child and leave? All those failed attempts, how would this be different?"

It would be, back then no one would come and save her. She waited for someone to help her out of this, but nobody came.

She had to save herself.

The fire burned hot as she fed it those papers, come and find her if he dared.

Evelyn Ackerman would be free.

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Levi returned home to a quiet house, this second pregnancy was hitting his wife hard, and she required more rest. And with the state of training up a toddler from hell a nap didn't sound too bad for him either. Perhaps he would join her.

The door opened but his wife was not their, neither was she in the bathroom.

"Odd." He voiced.

For some reason the house felt slightly colder and empty. A bead of sweat trickled down his neck as he got a bad feeling about this.

Each room he found empty made him more frantic, shouting her name over and over. Combing the woods, the towns, everything. She had done this before, so why couldn't he find her?

Then it hit him like a bucket of water dumped on him.

"Allies." He pondered. "Who helped her... Someone helped...And hardly any staff to watch her- I gave her too much- too much!"

He kicked a chair over in the sitting room, watching it topple over. Anything he could get his hands on her broke, the last time he'd been this out of control was when Evelyn tried to kill him.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" He seethed. "You're a damn fool Levi! How could you be so fucking blind- she's just the same as she's always been. Plotting, scheming little bitch!"

The room was thrown into absolute chaos as he let out his fury, not only was his only true happiness gone but she took his child with him.

"She can't get away with this. Who does she think she is? Thinking she can run from me and take my son with her? I'll show her, that little whore will pay!"

With his temper spent he broke down into a sob, running his hands through his hair as the anger and fear of losing her forever sunk in. He had done everything, everything for her. Making sure to go t o the best physicians in the country so that he could walk as well as he could again. Even going so far as to get metal replacements for his fingers. Just to be able to remain as much the same as he always had. And this is how she repaid him? Oh she didn't want to see his face when he found her.

A scrap of slightly burnt paper brushed against his foot, making him look down.

Picking it up, the words he caught before it faded into burnt edges told him it was the file of his crimes, the only thing that had kept them both tied to the island.

So she had burned it? Interesting.

It was a challenge, a dare. Levi had warned her that burning the file meant he had the freedom to come after her, and she'd done it regardless. Evelyn was challenging him to come after her, the thought brought a smirk to his face.

"Ready or not wife, here I come."

(A/N: I know I know! It's a very unsatisfying ending! Which is why I'm going to announce a little mini series coming out after this chapter posts which will be Levi's hunt for Evelyn and his child. It will be a very short series (maybe 10 chapters at the most) but I went into this thinking this would be the end of the end, but it just felt like it needed something that wasn't another few chapters but something all on its own. There will be a bit more of Evelyn and Levi to come!)

#break me slowly #levi x oc #attack on titan #levi ackerman #levi aot #levi x reader #shingeki no kyojin #yandere levi #yandere levi ackerman #yandere levi x reader

[lydsnotfound]

50k + Miraculous Fic Recs,

No one will see this but honestly I might come back and look at it myself 🥱 Anywho let’s get into it. These are all on Ao3!

Cut My Life Into Pieces, This Is My Last Resort: By Silver_fox_fyre

Marinette has reached the end of her tether. Hawkmoth is running her ragged as Ladybug, and after three years Lila has finally managed to make good on her promise to ruin her life and leave her all alone. Desperate and exhausted, Marinette finally decides to take drastic measures; something’s gotta give, and that something can’t be Ladybug. She decides to take her civilian self out of the equation for a while, but a terrible sleep-deprived decision forces her to put things into motion way before she’s ready. Now she has to try and stick to her guns, despite the devastation she’s left in her wake…which for some reason seems to have hit Adrien and Chat Noir the hardest.

114k words, 34 chapters, Complete, Rated M,

Warnings: Suicidal themes, Major Character death (dw it will all make sense) graphic descriptions of violence, depressive themes.

This is a bit of a heavy hitter, super big on angst with a happy ending, but good if this is what you’re into. Please read warnings and feel free to skip if not for you!

The Consequences of Our Love: by Faelynwythe

After 7 long years of protecting Paris alone, Marinette learns that her partner has finally returned - and has shown up unexpectedly at her window with a proposition too tempting to deny. When Chat’s promised “Night of No Consequences” leaves Marinette alone and pregnant, she’s faced with a choice between honoring her role as Guardian and living the life she’s always wanted but never dreamed of having. Chat Noir is determined to protect his newfound family, but Marinette spurns his help, forcing him to watch over her as Adrien.

As the promise of a baby forces both of them to reexamine their lives, Marinette and Adrien fall closer and closer together, even as past trauma, dangerous secrets, hardfast beliefs about identity, and a new, powerful enemy threatens to break them apart.

111k words, 29 chapters, complete, rated M

Warning: nothing much other than sexual content and, yeah it a pregnancy au, so if you hate that go ahead a skip!

A Masked Game: by A_Mystical_Wonderland and Mystic_Raven20

For almost ten years Paris has been peaceful. No villains. No heroes. No hate. But, as always, peace never lasts forever and as a new threat takes over the city of love, there’s a change in the game where this time death is permanent.

Adrien has been living full of hope after the worst years of his life. He’s free. He’s settled. But most importantly, he’s in love. After years of trying to find his calling everything came together the day he married his wife, or so he thought.

Marinette still craved the companionship of her partner. It had been a decade since she’d seen him; the dull ache in her heart constantly asking what had happened to him. If only she had the opportunity to speak to him one more time.

The chance for a reconnection appears when Paris’ heroes are needed again and as feelings begin to resurface so does the hate, love and lies.

Ladybug and Chat Noir will need to find a new dynamic to make this work, saving not only their friends but also themselves, leaving Adrien and Marinette to risk everything in a need to survive.

112k words, 34 chapters, complete, rated M

Warnings: graphic descriptions of violence, minor character death, murder and such, heavy angst.

Y’all this one is so good i was literally on the edge of my seat for the whole damn thing. Like this is a full fledged murder mystery.

Baby Boom: by ShawnaCanon

Hawk Moth makes another poor akumatization decision, giving a supervillain the power to force others to make babies. He doesn’t expect it to affect himself or his son—but it does.

Things between Marinette and Adrien get incredibly awkward after The Incident, but at least they’re not alone. Half their class is in the same boat.

And just when everyone starts to be able to move on from that, they discover the ‘baby-making’ thing wasn’t just a euphemism. Babies are on the way. No one’s ready for it, but it’s happening, and they’re all gonna do their best to deal with it.

Will this be the thing that finally gets Adrien to fall in love with Marinette? Or will Cat Noir’s insistence that he loves Ladybug and doesn’t care if she’s having some other guy’s baby be enough to win her over?

401k (Damn) words, 129 chapters, complete, rated T.

Warnings: r*pe/non-con, underage, teen pregnancy.

I promise it’s not what you think, it’s actually a very clean (well as clean as it can be) story. Def not your average pregnancy au. Worth a read if you have time for 400 thousand words! The first tag is necessary but the fic is not explicit.

A Beautiful Mistake: by Maerynn

One single digit can change many things. Utterly pissed off at Alya one very early morning, Marinette misdials her best friend's number and ends up telling off an unsuspecting stranger, who is, unknown to her, none other than her high school crush. From there, Adrien and Marinette grow closer on both sides of the screen through anonymous texting as they also reunite years after graduating through work. Marinette has to face a painful scar of her past in order to move forward with her heart, but luckily for her, Adrien might be the one able to help her heal.

(AU with no miraculous or magic whatsoever)

73k, 34 chapters, complete, Rated T.

Warnings: r*pe/non-con (non explicit!)

This really is such a good fic, it’s like a hybrid texting au/ strangers to friends type thing. The warning are from past experiences, nothing takes place in the present tense.

The Ladybugs and the Bees: by BullySquadess

AKA the early-fandom Ladynoir puberty fic that spiraled waaaaay out of proportion.

177k words, 41 chapters, kinda complicated(like an ambiguous ending), Rated M.

Warnings: it’s pretty spicy, nothing like super detailed or like full scene but… spicy. Very coming of age/puberty vibes.

If you somehow have never come across this, which is wild because it seems everyone has, give it a read it’s very funny.

If I Let Myself Love You: by UpTooLateArt

It’s hard to be a normal girl with a normal life when your mother has terminal cancer. And when fashion model Adrien Agreste moves back to Paris and wants to be Marinette’s friend – or maybe even more – her life is turned upside down again.

How can she risk opening her heart to love when her whole world is falling apart? Especially when Adrien is hiding a dark secret of his own….

95k words, 34 chapters, complete, rated T.

Warnings: character death, angst and such, hurt/comfort, grief/mourning.

The plot twist is craaaazzzy…

Okay, this is the last one for not, but I am breaking my own rules and giving you an under 50k rec, but not by much…

I (Wish I) Knew You: by tumblers very own Buggachat.

University has been hard on Marinette. Making new friends and maintaining her grades is a lot easier said than done when she has to disappear at odd times to fight akumas. She's struggling, and with Alya away with family and Adrien painfully out of reach, she's never felt lonelier.

If only she could talk to someone who really understood her struggles... but it's not like Chat Noir would know anything about loneliness. Right?

49k words, 10 chapters, complete, rated T.

I love this fic a little to much, it satisfies my LadyNoir cravings. This is also comedy gold<333

Anywho, this concludes my most recent long fic recs, if you have one please leave it in a note for me, I’m scavenging for more fics to read

#ladynoir #miraculous ladybug fanfic #fan fics recommendations #marichat #this took way too long #please im begging #give me recs #anywho

[perhaps-in-anotherdream]

[CN] Spoilers From Victor’s West Moon Split Route

His Confidant, His Wife, His Queen, but most importantly, His Dummy – in every version of reality or dream.

HE ADDRESSES MC AS HIS WAIFU!!! ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

NO I’M CLUTCHING MY CHEST BECAUSE VICTOR’S SPLIT ROUTE!!! AGAIN!!! BLESS BLESS BLESS VICTOR’S WRITERS—— ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

This is just me dropping some random screaming, since I’m not sure when I can and how I want to proceed with translating the chapter ahah~

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Just to make it clear – I will translate the split route fully whenever I get the time to breathe, I’m just not too sure about translating the full chapter (extremely important for the split) prior since it’s VERY LONG ಥ⁠_⁠ಥ

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[Chapter Summary]:

ANGST ANGST ANGST PAIN PAIN PAIN

but we still get the classic Victor x MC moments, their light-hearted fun, deep conversation, “I’ll accompany you to death and beyond” pledges and putting them in actions (!ofc !duh)––

And of course, MC is revered as the “Demon Queen”~

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[Split Route Summary]:

(FEELS FEELS FEELS) ^ MAX

Loads of stuff happen, and of course, they face it together as they have always done——

ONTO THE JUICY STUFF:

In WM CH 4, a demon with special stone discerns Victor as MC’s destined lover in previous lifetimes, but Victor tells MC she is simply seeing the thoughts of her conscious mind in the stone (we see you MC  ͡⁠°‿⁠ ͡⁠° ), jokes aside, it was a foreshadowing too ——

In the split route,

MC and Victor are introduced to lifetimes where MC is still the Sorceress and Victor is still the General –– and they are in fact betrothed / married, a fact constant in other realities / dreams too. They are forever regarded as “MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN”.

And here, a ceremony is being held where MC is in fact sending Victor off to the war——

Palace Maid: I heard that when the General returns from this war in triumph, he will marry the Sorceress!

All Officials: This marriage has been approved by the Oracle and His Majesty himself! The two of them are truly a match made in heaven, incomparable in all of the lands under the sun. This is a blessing for the West Moon!

Common People: The young General and the Sorceress indeed are an ideal couple. The two of them look like a painting!

The two of us got to know each other at the HeavenBright Academy, we went through countless twists and turns, and finally, we are blessed with the good fortune of tying the knot, we are the lovers the entire world envies...

MC: It’s... how should I put it... I hope that we can always be together, even if not as the Sorceress and the General...

MC: Wherever Victor goes, MC will follow him.

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Back to the present,

Victor and MC break free from this “said” dream.

Then MC is given the choice where she can choose this life for Victor and herself, the ideal utopia where they are still together, but without any pain and suffering.

Though tempted, MC chooses not to reset the past, because all these memories they experienced together have built the relationship they have today, and she can’t make this choice for the rest of the world either–– MC uses her power to pave the path for a future where no one has to suffer from the demonic energy ––

(though only Victor gets this utopia world in the splits, MC has to make a choice in other boys’ splits too, under different circumstances of course).

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Back to Victor x MC, a conversation very similar to S1 CH 37 happens–– “I did it for you, and I will do it a thousand times over. We are in this together, we have always been.”

MC: I understand. I just don’t want you to be the hero and shoulder all the responsibilities alone.

– [West Moon CH 10]

MC: Although you act to be strong every time, I know that the most powerful Demon King must have the most raging demonic energy inside him. You must have suffered incomparable pain... I don’t want you to keep it all to yourself all the time. Tell me about it, will you?

– [West Moon, Victor Route]

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AND Victor addresses MC “HIS WIFE”, not only because she ALREADY is HIS QUEEN through the “Demon King’s Oath” in CH 3 but because THIS TITLE HAS ALWAYS BELONGED TO HER, “HIS DUMMY”, IN EVERY VERSION OF REALITY / DREAMS 😭❤️

Victor: It was indeed very painful to bear before. But I feel very good now, in fact, I have never felt better than I do now... it’s all because of you, my wife.

The girl’s face is red almost to the base of her ears, but the corners of her lips perk up in an extremely triumphant smile.

MC: Hehe, this time you didn’t use the term “dummy.” Instead, you used the other title.

Victor: These titles have always belonged to you. As has the “dummy”, and so has “my wife.”

MC: The pact is settled then.

MC: Victor, I’m a bit sleepy now, and I might sleep for a long time...

MC: You must remember to call me that even when I’m asleep... and remember to call me that when I’m awake...

The girl’s voice becomes increasingly softer, but her hand still stubbornly holds Victor’s hand, tightening more and more.

Their finger joints are tightly clasped. This is a pledge even more indestructible than the “Demon King’s Oath.”

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The way she tells him to call her “his dummy” and “his wife” in every moment!!! And, THEIR HANDS THOUGH, FOREVER 🥺❤️

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[Ending]:

The two of them rule the demon kingdom together AS THE KING AND THE QUEEN, enabling the entire West Moon to return to prosperity, peace, and their love story,—

– is passed on as the storytellers enthusiastically tell the tales of The Demon King and The Demon Queen.

And, by the way, THE DEMON KING VICTOR IS ALSO A MASTER-CHEF 😂🫠😭❤️

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#THEY ARE MY EVERYTHING. MY EYES STILL HURT. #mlqc victor #mlqc li zeyan #mr love victor #mlqc #mr love queen's choice #恋与制作人 #李泽言 #love and producer #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers

[naomirach]

The Invisible Girl

In the early 80s when I was 8 going on 9 I'd outgrown the comics that I had been reading - basically The Beano (this won't mean much to those of you who aren't UK born). Obviously I couldn't choose a comic that my older brothers had - so that removed Spiderman and The Hulk, not that they were anywhere near making my list.

What I really wanted was a girls' comic, I sadly, had no exposure to these at home. However at primary school every so often there would be one that had been binned, I became quite adept at retrieving these when no-one was watching and hiding them such that I could read them later at home. Then I had to smuggle them back to school to bin them again, as I couldn't do this at home. But just being able to read comics with girl main characters was heaven for me, they were the stories I wished to read, though I don't think I ever managed to follow a story through from start to finish as the stories were spread over at least 4 weeks and I could never find sufficient comics to complete the whole tale, but just one week of the story meant so much to me. Most of the girl's comics that were published at the time I was happy to read but some were my favourites such as 'Bunty' and 'Tammy', never 'Twinkle' as it was way to childish, but my favourite - when I could find it - was 'Misty'. It was a girls' horror comic and I loved it, and then suddenly it merged with 'Tammy' which was fine but I wanted to read both.

In my heart I knew there was no way that I could choose any of these girls' comics, I'd learnt enough at this age to see what were accepted gender norms. So my sights moved to super hero comics, this was the time that the original Wonder Woman TV series was being repeated on British television and occasionally an actual comic would be available at the local newsagents. I was so tempted but I knew that once again choosing it would reveal too much about me.

To my recollection there was only one comic that had a female character, that I could get from my local newsagents and wouldn't, most importantly, reveal that I was a girl (though I desperately needed anyone/everyone in my extended family to realise that I was a girl). So I picked 'The Fantastic Four' simply because of the 'Invisible Girl' as Sue Storm was known at the time. I had for a number of years, when dreaming, always been a girl and now I became the Invisible Girl in them, and this seemed particularly apposite for me then and now.

So now I head towards my fiftieth birthday having been the Invisible Girl for over forty years I hope to be in the future the Visible Woman.

Next weekend my wife and I are off to a meal with a friend, there will be five guests: four cis-women and me - a trans-woman being once again the Invisible Girl. Though I will be dressed as a man, in my heart and mind I will be wearing one of these dresses, with make-up, wig and jewellery and being the woman I really am.

#naomirach

[nightlockcake]

What's your favorite character from The Hunger Games trilogy?

Why do you like this character?

Favorite quote or moment from them?

Please state one (or more) thing which you don't like from them.

Thank you 😊

@curiousnonny

ooh this is not an easy question!

this really got me thinking because all of the sudden I realised that my whole view on the series really has changed through the years. It sort of went from ‘favourite character(s)’ to ‘interesting characters I really want to know more about’.

I guess there are two answers to this question. Katniss has been my fav from the start. I still can relate to her so much (as a person who sort of switched roles with their parent and had to take care of everything as well). I really like the fact that she is so unbelievably human. Not a hero, not a flawless icon of revolution the folks from D13 wanted her to be. Just a girl with fears and doubts who is trying to stay alive (she did) and sane (she didn’t). My fav moment, I guess, is from the 3rd book when she is in D2, watching the Nut full of peacekeepers and miners go down after the explosion. She remembers her father at that moment. She remembers how hopeless she’d felt on The Worst Day. This scene shows how many raw emotions she feels all at once. She just goes numb, completely overwhelmed. And I think this is the moment when her heart gets completely broken once again. Yet still, she keeps going. Yet still, she doesn’t turn into monster.

I don’t like her agressiveness, though. But that’s understandable.

And for the interesting characters: I really enjoyed Snow as a villain of the fairytale. Man, what an awful self-centered psycho. Interesting, but absolutely terrifying.

Also, TBOSAS made me think A LOT about Seneca Crane. The lad was rather young but he already was The Head Gamemaker. What must have happened in his life that he decided to take the job in the first place? Was he aware of what’s happened to Arachne Crane?  Was he a ‘regular’ Gamemaker in that control room before he got the ‘promotion’ to be The Head Gamemaker? And most importantly, did he have a family of his own (wife, kids)? Was he even allowed to have a family? Seneca was the one who let both Katniss and Peeta live. He was the one who made the ultimate decision to stop the Games (and at that point Seneca, as a Gamemaker, was facing a Zugzwang). Which speaks volumes to me. He is definitely one of the characters I like to think about a lot so yeahhh here’s that.~

#answered #but really who ordered that cake tho

[viscountessevie]

Favorite HR heroes?

Trivia my beloveddd you knew exactly what you're doing with this question after we both got it bad for Cassie so you know our new HR boyfriend is going to be on this list <3 Also thanks for waiting; the last few days have been hectic and I have been out of it but all sleepover asks will be cleared tonight! 

Okay sorry to anyone new who followed me for my new HR blogging brand because I have such a limited range right now as I only started with Bridgerton, am branching out to Kleypas' books and currently am besotted with ALL the characters from Mr. Malcolm's List so I'll be listing heroes from those three!

1. Lord Cassidy from Mr. Malcolm's List (2022) - I would like to say he is my favourite right now because I have a feeling that once I expand my HR library I will develop an all time favourite. That being said, I am in love with Lord Caswell Cassidy (no, that is not his canon first name he didn't get one 😭😭 but its the one I gave him in my fic - its canon to me now I don't make the rules!). He's THE Regency Himbo and we all know how much I love my himbos! He’s also everything you would want in a man to be honest. He's so kind, lovely and most importantly he makes me laugh. Also this is the gif that made me wanna write a fic for him because Cassie, I’d love to warm you up,,,[Horny Viscountess Incoming ahaha]

2. Viscount Anthony Bridgerton from The Viscount Who Loved Me (and a mash of Bridgerton S2′s version) - He is me and I am him. We both love and adore Kate - although I would have wifed her up a lot quicker than this dumbass. I related a lot to his feelings about death, accepting his death by a young age and feeling like he’s running of time. Yes, we both have issues lmao but he and Kate made me feel seen and for that I’ll forever love them. I definitely love Anthony in the show a little bit more even if he didn’t have the edginess I saw myself in the books because this one grew from his misogyny from S1. Also him going down on Kate and this ENTIRE SCENE?? SIGN ME UP

3. Lord Marcus Marsden, Earl of Westcliff from It Happened One Autumn - He and Lillian have big Kathony vibes and I love them so much for it. I also love how different they are that I can love all the characters and couple on their own! As for Marcus, I may not relate to him as much as Anthony but oh boy does he get my engine going ahaha. Every single sex scene in their book delivered and I am a whore for Lord Westcliff! [Spoilers for IHOA below so feel free to skip:]

Who else would get into a bar fight for you??? Like yes he’s a little bitch at the beginning but once he’s in love, he’s just such a vibe and the perfect HR hero to be honest. I just adore him so much so yeah he and Anthony are on the same level for my affections, I just put Ant higher cos I’ve loved him longer and relate to him more deeply. But 10/10 I love Marcus as much tbh. 

[Yes that is Sope as Mr. Malcolm in MML but listen and GC agrees with me that they’re very similar in vibes and Sope played him perfectly he can pull off Marcus!!]

4. Michael Stirling, Earl of Kilmartin from When He Was Wicked - Full disclosure; I haven’t finished WHWW yet,,,, LISTEN John’s death had me in shambles and I just started crying uncontrollably in the middle of the book and had to stop. I haven’t been able to pick it up since. That being said I do know the plot and what Michael is like and he is EXACTLY my type in fiction. Hot, witty, worships only one woman - Regency bad boy with a heart of gold essentially. Always I’m forever pushing the Raymond Ablack and Rahul Kohli are the Stirling cousins I mean, LOOK AT HIM IT’S THE MERRY RAKE: 

5. Cam Rohan from Mine Til Midnight (first appearance Devil in Winter) - Cam would definitely rank higher if I knew him better but at the moment I only know about it from the first half of Devil in Winter but I’m already in love that he made Top 5 so you can tell how much of an impact he’s already made on me. He’s just very sweet and gentlemanly also has a mysterious vibe to him. I also adore his friendship with Evie she needs more people like that in her life. I’m excited to read his book! [My friends thinks Cam needs to look rougher but nah this IS Cam or at least how I pictured him in DiW before I even found this actor, Jan Cina]

Honourable Mentions: John Stirling, Former Earl of Kilmartin - I know I know JQ didn’t even fully flesh him out BUT I LOVE HIM. I knew him well enough in the first couple of chapters and through Frannie and Michael’s grief to love him just as well and be still grieving him. Also Triv I love our versions of him so that’s mainly the Johns I was picturing when I put him on the list. Johncesca should have gotten their own book tbh like if anyone deserves two books about their love stories, it’s Francesca! 

Mr. Jeremy Malcolm - would have put him on the list but he did irritate me a bit on my rewatch recently and as @jeanvanjer pointed out, mans needed to be sluttier to offset his arrogance at times. But we still love you Malcolm! Captain Henry Ossory (but I would have preferred him to be played by Tom Hiddleston) - the potential was there and he could have been more stern with Julia; a Captain Von Trapp type but I dunno Theo James’ performance paled in comparison to his other co-stars but if Hiddles had played him, his chemistry with Zawe and his acting skills would have been evenly matched with the rest of them! 

#The Viscountess Sleepover #The Wallflowers #Lisa Kleypas #Mr. Malcolm's List #Bridgerton #Fave HR Heroes #The Viscountess Answers

[denisezd0]

Academic Blog #5

I will be choosing one of my favourite sad romance movie posters as a media object to analyse.

The film is ONE DAY Below are the posters I found about each country's choices.

United Kingdom

South Korea (Republic of Korea)

Hong Kong, China

Georgia

Thailand

United States of America

I still think the male lead is handsome, even though I'm a little numb after seeing so many posters in similar and different sizes. Please forgive me for being a nymphomaniac.

Production began on 15 July 2010, based on the 2009 novel of the same name by author David Nicholls. It tells the story of two people who have graduated from the same university, at the beginning of a graduation ceremony prepared for them by the university. Taking advantage of this frenzy, Dexter searches for someone special to spend his last night of revelry and romance with. He sets his sights on Emma. However, after a brief exchange, nothing happens between them. For the next 20 years, they met on this day every year just to meet and talk about each other's lives. Dexter went through the ups and downs of his career and marriage, while Emma savoured the sadness of life at the bottom. They are soulmates with hearts of gold, hearts of gold but furthest apart. The theme of the film seemed to tell me a love story for one day of the year.

One of the things that surprised me was that this poster was different from other such rich film posters. I have looked for many photos and almost all of them have this one of the male and female protagonists kissing on the street as the background, so I can venture a guess that, firstly, the place where this kiss took place must have been a special place that made it memorable for the male and female protagonists. According to the plot of the film, it proves that this is the street where they kissed for the first time after graduation that day. Secondly, its hazy architectural backdrop and ambiguous texture made me speculate if their relationship wasn't that established yet, could it be a chance encounter? Then the film shows that the heroine is seen as having a crush on a guy in college, and I'm indicating that she's seeing as being a little nervous by the body language of the poster where she gently grips as she embraces the kiss.

Thirdly, and most importantly, the male and female protagonists walk in opposite directions, with a sense of brushing shoulders and kissing goodbye, echoing the slightly sad ending of the film - i.e., approaching from afar, then meeting, falling In love, and ultimately somehow leaving. The course of the film indicates that for a year afterwards, Emma worked as a waitress in a London restaurant and wrote her own literature. Dexter, on the other hand, is a presenter of a programme and becomes successful and wealthy. The next year, Dexter and his wife Selvie, whom he married through pregnancy, had a daughter, whom he began to care for as Selvie fornicated with an old friend of hers, Clem. A divorce eventually ensued. In the meantime, Emma broke up with Ian and became a writer. Emma had a new boyfriend and Dexter was devastated and ready to leave when Emma chased after him in time to kiss him deeply and passionately by the river. One afternoon, while cycling out of an alleyway, Emma is violently sideswiped by a lorry and is put to sleep for eternity.

Fourthly, what is amazing is the movement of the hero and heroine, as at the moment just before the climax in the picture, the folds on the clothes move as if the wind is fluttering. The costumes are also fresh, young and slim-looking, like the youthful flavour of first love.

As we know, film posters are mainly used for film publicity, and the symbols are mainly created artistically using painting, writing and photography. It can predict and indicate the plot of the film more accurately, and convey its artistic influence and the central idea of the film review. One day the slogan "twenty years two people" deepens the mystery of the film given by the poster, two people twenty years, what kind of two people how to twenty years? What kind of two people?

The compositions representing visual culture in ONE DAY are visual images taken by the cinematographer reflecting visual culture, the main background is a man and a woman kissing on the street, and the ideology covers the purpose and concept of the design. The film revolves around the love story of two men. The beautifully crafted images are used as a marketing and promotional tool to capture the viewer's attention.

I also saw another layer of meaning that posters bring to the table in an article written by Gary Don of Roz. The article writes that the general function of a film poster is not to advertise individual films or genres but to herald the simple fact that a film is being shown in a particular venue. I think this is the commercial purpose of the poster as a media object.

The experimental method of classifying film posters into multi-labelled genres through the Gram layer makes film posters less mysterious and summarises the different types of posters. For the action genre, weapons such as guns and knives received attention. For the adventure genre, characters were mainly focused on the animation genre, with an emphasis on showing animated characters or titles. The fantasy genre also showed a focus on characters. The comedy and drama genres generally focus on characters and atmosphere. The horror, suspense, and thriller genres emphasise a sense of gloom throughout the poster, depicting an atmosphere of terror. Romantic films show a focus on characters with many posters featuring a man and a woman. The sci-fi genre focuses on the background and characters, reflecting the atmosphere of the poster.

References

Yang, S. (2023) ‘Analysis of top box office film poster marketing scheme based on data mining and deep learning in the context of film marketing’, PloS one, 18(1), pp. e0280848–e0280848.

Rhodes, G.D. (2007) ‘The Origin and Development of the American Moving Picture Poster’, Film history (New York, N.Y.), 19(3), pp. 228–246.

WI, J.A., Jang, S. and KIM, Y.B. (2020) ‘Poster-based Multiple Movie Genre Classification Using Inter-Channel Features’, IEEE access, 8, pp. 1–1.

Mahlknecht, J. (2015) ‘Three words to tell a story: The movie poster tagline’, Word & image (London. 1985), 31(4), pp. 414–424.