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#i'm not even going to bother claiming this was anything but an excuse to use the prompt winter but not have to write about winter
theloveinc · 10 months
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any hobie and/or miguel icks? 😟
whoever sent this: thank you + i ADORE you. i hope you don't mind i'm switching up the formatting/style a it in comparison to my older icks... shorter list, more detailed <3
(warning: some fem terms used at the end, such as “mama!”)
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Miguel O'Hara
- This guy... has some long ass toenails. Type of toenails that poke you at night in bed, and tear holes in his socks.
It's maybe somewhat related to the claw thing he's got going on? Has a lot stronger and faster-growing nails than the average person... but the real problem here is that he's TERRIBLE about clipping them. Claims it doesn't bother him even remotely and that you're the one overreacting when you ask him to... but hardly anything gets through to him about it. You probably even offer to do it for him one day, thinking the offer of a foot massage would sway his thinking and that it'd actually work... but he fought you on that just as easy...!!!
...which is how you came to the conclusion that you have a man who'll even argue w/ you over toenails. Petty boy.
- Miguel is also tired 24/7. AND yeah, it's pretty hard to be un-sympathetic towards that, but he's tired in the... I'm-gonna-prioritize-this-one-last-email-over-saying-goodnight-to-you way. Which gets real irritating when you're asking him to help you out w/ anything, like cleaning up or answering a question or JUST HAVING A DAMN CONVERSATION W/ YOU and he's using "I'm tired" as an excuse when his response is shitty or distracted.
Like one of those stupid guys whose always squinting at their damn iPad when you ask what he wants for dinner... which is ironic given that he'll get snippy at you for not giving him your full, entire attention whenever he wants it. Type of man to start picking imaginary lint off your head when you're simply trying to finish up a text before engaging him so that you aren't distracted.
- Odd about Lyla. Not that he loves her or anything, but she'll like pop up to give him updates about whatever even if you're MID-MAKEOUT session and he won't change that setting. Pulling away from your lips all pouty and squinty only to glare at his watch for thirty seconds before trying to go right back into kissing you.
No. No sir.
(Lyla will also always say something to or-but-usually-and about you, which... Okay, she's an AI and doesn't Get It... but it's still weird because it feels like someone you don't know just walked into the room.)
- Picks his nose when he's too busy to find a tissue, and forgets to sanitize his hands after. Denies this when you tell him.. but you've witnessed this multiple times (he's weirdly kind of whiney for a dude and lazy for a workaholic LOL).
Hobie Brown
- Lovely boyfriend because he doesn't give a crap about your appearance or the idea of needing to "look nice" for a man... but also stupid, nuisance boyfriend because this means he doesn't give one hoot if you try to get all gussied up for him. Nags you about wasting time getting ready because he doesn't need you to do all that instead of just saying "THANK YOU, YOU LOOK NICE." Even probably complains about you feeding into gender stereotypes or w/e when you do something like shave your legs or pluck your eyebrows😭
You try to talk to him about this, ask if he even cares that you tried to look nice, and he skirts around admitting it because he has an argument for everything. "'oughta know I think you're pretty either way"-ass when you just spent an hour trying to look all good for him.
- Tries to share the most obscure music with you... which is like, sweet in concept, but weird when it actually happens since it's never like a generic love song but an eleven minute underground jam session.
Which isn't to say he has bad taste in music, usually it's fine if not fantastic... but you try to tell him you don't want to listen to some dude's first draft of himself banging on a drum set for a full album and he's like: "tsk."
HOBIE. TSK??? FUCKING TSK????????? WHAT ABOUT WHAT OTHER PEOPLE LIKE????????
(He'll also use his to get out of listening to your music. Claiming his "inconsistency" is why he liked your playlist yesterday but not today. Stop!!!)
- And you know I gotta say it, he's a punk, after all: absolutely refuses to clean his favorite leather jacket, and it smells RANK. He's genuinely sentimental about it, though... and if you even try to bring up cleaning it somehow (even if very gently), he's acting like you betrayed him. Goes through the five stages of grief over you asking him not to wear it on one of your dates, and teases you by TALKING to it:
"Mumma didn't mean that, jackie. She just doesn't understand our lifestyle, does she?" while giving you a (lighthearted) stink eye.
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red-ropes-of-avalon · 5 months
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Sukuna is the kinda guy who demands you get the proper amount of respect and will fight for you if it's not given. Absolutely nobody gets away with taking anything that's yours and claiming it as their own- because what's yours is also his.
Modern AU Blurb:
You were always rather unfortunate with lab partners when it was up to luck of the draw. Being a woman in STEM was never labeled as easy, and while your beloved boyfriend was as helpful as possible he couldn't take that burden away. Being a business major meant he knew all the excel tips and tricks, so he helped when he could. While you had never foreseen dating your roommate's older brother, it was an interesting dynamic. Anything you accomplished brought him pride, for your achievements were his too.
Finals week in your room was hectic- your direct roommate Nobara had her interior design papers everywhere. Some pinned on the wall, others strewed all over the floor. Your own Biochem notes sprawled all over a calendar whiteboard. Megumi and Yuji's room was a mess on only one side- Megumi's sources for an English paper written neatly on the whiteboard with checks next to the ones he has cited from, while Yuji's side generally always looked like a bomb had been dropped but now with added notes sprawled around. You were sprawled on the floor writing out an assignment for your Biochem lecture while Nobara sat at her desk above you.
Your email pinged- an email from your lab partner. You inwardly groaned not wanting Nobara to pick up on your distress. He had been emailing you all day for the final project that you'd be presenting tomorrow. The problem though was you had found out he had been using your excel file for the whole semester. All of the hours trying to bullshit excel into working, and all of Sukuna's help had been being used by him. Normally this wouldn't bother you but he was using it and claiming it to be his own work- taking all of the credit for your hard work. You flipped your phone down and turned your notifications off trying to focus on the paper you had to read.
You didn't even realize how many hours you had been working on this paper until Yuji was standing in the doorway. "Yo Y/N are you ok?" Looking up at Yuji you tilted your head slightly, confused why he was asking. "Sukuna's been texting you and you haven't responded. He's calling me and yelling at me." Your eyes widened, how long had you been laying here struggling to read this paper on PEPCK. "He's already on his way over here now. Just I guess be ready to explain why you weren't answering." You nodded quietly and began racking your brain for an excuse. You could say you were doing work, but that usually never warranted you turning on Do Not Disturb. If you told him about the actual problem he could blow it into something more than it's worth. You didn't even notice Yuji had disappeared from the door and Nobara stepped out.
Before your mind could stop running in frantic circles, Sukuna was now hulking in your doorframe. "Hey twerp, why weren't you answering me? Almost gave me a goddamned heart attack."
"Aw you missed talking to me did you?" You teased hoping to distract him.
"No dodging the question brat. You never turn your notifications off, so spill." Sukuna's eyes felt like they were piercing into your soul. You couldn't hide anything from him. His perception rivaled his intelligence even.
"I have a final presentation tomorrow for my Biochem lab. I have to do it with my lab partner and he's just been overwhelming me with emails. And...and I just found out he's been taking all the calculations I've been doing in the excel. Y'know the ones I need your help with sometimes because they take hours trying to get excel to work..." you trailed off eyes down.
"What are you going to do about it then twerp? Because if I don't get a good answer I'm taking that laptop and I'm sending an email to the professor for you."
"I was going to talk to her in person before we have to present. I'm just...y'know nervous." Sukuna sighed lowering himself to sit beside you on the floor, pulling you into him.
"If the professor doesn't handle it, I'll make sure someone else does. Now let me see this presentation. I'm assuming you made it since your one of the few competent individuals I know so this better be good." You smiled softly, switching tabs to the presentation you had formatted. The other group members had all their data in, and your heart dropped to your stomach when you found screenshots of your excel sheet placed in. Sukuna just ruffled your hair distracting you from the panic filling your heart. "At least you know the data is right, don't work yourself up over this or else you'll mess up your part. Don't forget what's yours is mine so you gotta make me proud."
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I wrote this while upset because I found out my lab partner has been using my excel sheet all semester and taking credit for all my work hahah. Love being a woman in STEM.
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decolonize-the-left · 4 months
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Is anyone else just completely disillusioned? Done?
I could not think any less of people still talking about celebrities or how their biggest issues are not having a Starbucks cup that's $50
Like why are we as a collective letting people like that run the lives of everyone on the planet? A planet rife with unnecessary conflict and greed? People who can't be bothered to just Not go to chick-fil-a?
Why are people who clearly value profit over humanity in charge of humanity, ykwim? How the fuck did that become a majority opinion?
I drive thru my nuclear town, I go to our community events, our local small businesses, I try to support my community in ways I can everyday. But I can't help but notice that So Many of the people who do that alongside me, don't show up to protest for the rights of the people they claim to support.
Its all so incredibly shallow and one dimensional and obviously disingenuous and why the fuck are the rest of STILL begging for the ability to make changes within the framework they built?
Why are we still making educational posts for them and trying to make them understand when the first thing we are taught about reaching understand is that you must first be willing to listen and they refuse.
The ruling classes never listened. Never, ever have they granted anyone any oppressed group rights that they asked for without the group needing to fight for it. And it's always after generations of oppression.
I'm fucking tired of being nice and pretending the laws they made up matter and like their socially constructed bureaucracy is the only way to make change to be quite fucking honest.
They're LUCKY we use it EVER and now they don't even fucking listen to our voicemails?
The only things stopping me from taking what's mine are disabilities and I'm Dying to know what everyone else's excuses are.
Or is that?
Are we all physically too incapable? Is every single able bodied person actually a liberal fascist?
Asking for the disabled Turtle Mountain Ojibwe person typing this who's life literally depends on y'all caring enough about other people to make life anything but a list of systematic circumstances I'll suffer from until I eventually die early of an illness I can't afford medical aids for and which are not provided for me either.
And if you're able bodied and you feel the same... Start working outside that framework and stop asking so nicely. Stop giving a shit if you don't have the support of the oppressors and their liberal foot soldiers.
Stop worrying about what CNN is gonna say about you because I promise that the people who matter and Understand you will be inspired to follow in your foot steps and supportive.
Get active in your co-ops, mutual aid groups, and consider training like you're black bloc.
Learn what direct action is and how to do it and start doing it. Just reading theory era is over.
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less whatever the level of cognitive dissonance this is
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Imagine saying 'i voted so I did everything I could' like the suffragettes didn't have an arson and bombing campaign because the people who Could vote were people benefitted from their systemic silence and thus did almost Nothing to help them get voting rights and they Refused to let oppressor laziness be their obstacle.
Yeah, they don't teach you that in Voting Matters School the suffragettes were bombing the UK just a year or two before they got their rights do they?
The only language oppressors will listen to is their own.
And I'm Tired of pretending otherwise because that delusion is what makes the privileged feel like they don't have to do anything but vote and makes them feel they're justified to criticize those of us that fight back through other avenues.
And maybe if we had politicians that gave a shit about any of us then those votes and movements and public sentiment would have a bigger sway in government, but they don't.
They don't fucking care.
Why are we still giving them power over any of us and letting them tell us what to do and demonize us when they use that power allowed to kill us and bury us in unmarked graves in some field in Mississippi? And make everything so expensive that the richest citizens on earth struggle to pay their bills?
Why can a government only "condemn" a state agent's right to shoot an unarmed protester 57 times, but they can bypass Congress to send Israel billions upon billions worth of weapons?
I'm tired of pretending this country is anything but a front for White Supremacists when every liberal I see is trying to gaslight everyone into thinking genocide is acceptable.
Shut the fuck up and get out of my equality tags, fascist.
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tonberry-yoda · 10 months
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A Hobie Thing To Do - Hobie Brown
notes - Here's the Hobie fic for that poll I did! Thank you everyone who voted and the Hobie lovers for asking for another fic! It feels a tad rushed story wise, but it's silly and I like the concept, so I hope you enjoy! Stay hydrated everyone! word count - 810
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London was pretty boring. You were expecting more when you moved there, but honestly, it was a lot of rain and a lot of the people you were already used to. College was nice and everything and it wasn't like you were miserable, but you were definitely bored.
Until you met him. Hobie Brown. A punky, guitar playing, pierced up boy with a loud mouth and amazing hair.
You met him while goofing around with a band you played with occasionally. He kicked open the door with drinks in his hands and smiled when he saw you, setting down the drinks to shake your hand.
"You have amazing eyes." he told you with a wink.
You told him you liked his outfit and you hit it off from there, playing music together or eating junkfood in your dorm.
And not too long afterwards, the two of you started dating. He never called it dating, but never got mad when you did, so you definitely considered the two of you to be together in some romantic regard.
Plus, he would kiss you without hesitation and wrap his arm around you whenever someone seemed to be bothering you.
At the end of the day though, after weeks of dating, the two of you became inseparable and the only time you were really away from each other was when you were at school.
"Have you guys seen Hobie?" you asked the band as you walked in with sandwiches, handing one to everyone.
"No," said the drummer, Curtis, shoving the sandwich in his mouth. "I don't know if he's coming. He didn't say anything."
You just nodded and sat down, turning on the TV. Curtis' parents always had it on the news channel and it was playing something about Spiderman.
"Ugh, Spiderman," said the singer, Alley, rolling her eyes. "I hate that guy."
"Why?" you asked, turning to her. "He's a punk dude, I think he's so sick."
"Yeah, but he's just making excuses to break the law and claim he's saving the world. It's not very punk if you ask me,"
"That's so stupid, Alley."
"Maybe to you. I think it's pretty rational."
"I just think you don't know the guy," Hobie said, walking in and grabbing his own sandwich. "Though, maybe you're right."
"Hey, Hobie." you smiled, kissing him on the cheek. "Where were you?"
"Well, it's finally not gross out, so I figured I'd walk today. Sorry I'm a little late. Anyways, what's Spiderman up to?"
You watched the TV for a second and turned back to Hobie. "Apparently someone was trying to attack some bus downtown and he saved it."
Hobie just hummed in response and kept eating. He felt weird about not telling you that he was Spiderman, but at the same time, he thought it was obvious at this point and was trying to see how long it would take you.
"Who do you think's under that mask?" Curtis asked.
You just shrugged. "Probably some rockstar. Maybe someone we've seen live?"
You and the rest of the band became coming up with theories about Spiderman as Hobie kicked back his feet and watched himself save the bus in slow-mo for the fifteenth time with a stupid grin. You really weren't going to figure it out, were you?
Well, in that case, he thought it would be fun to tease you a bit.
You were on a walk in the rain, petting stray cats and shopping. Hobie had his Spiderman costume on and waited until you got into an alleyway before hanging upside down in front of you, shocking you a bit.
"Spiderman?" you said. "What's up?"
He smiled under the mask and stood in front of you before walking over to a wall, leaning against it. "What's up with you?" he asked.
"Just going home." you told him.
Hobie rolled his eyes under the mask. He didn't even change his voice, how did you not notice it was him yet?
"I heard you're in a band." he said.
You tilted your head. "How did you know that?"
"A friend of mine knows you."
"Really? Who?"
"His name's Hobie." He had to hold back laughter.
You thought for a minute and looked at him unamused. "Really, Hobie?"
He shot a web and hung back upside down in front of you before making sure no one was around to slide off his mask.
"How long have you been Spiderman?" you asked.
"How long has Spiderman been around?"
You rolled your eyes with a smile. "This is crazy."
"Unexpected?"
"No. This definitely feels like a Hobie thing to do."
"Why's that?" He smirked.
"Because of course, you of all people would be Spiderman somehow."
"I guess that is a Hobie thing to do, innit?"
You cupped his face and smiled before pressing your lips to his as he hung upside down.
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therantingsage · 8 days
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Misc additional observations/notes relating to the implication analysis post that I either forgot to add or omitted for pacing reasons.
This one's embarrassing to admit, but I literally did not remember this until the post was done and posted:
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N being bad at keeping things to himself is literally the first thing we learn about him when he starts talking. "Inclusive reflexes" isn't what teaches Uzi this, it's literally the first thing she finds out about his character, so she has no excuse. There is no plausible deniability she knows her boyfriend can't keep secrets.
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((Unrelated to anything but since I'm talking about the pilot like. Why does he fan himself here. Dude you don't even have feelings for her yet bro what's this about. Guy who really likes strong personalities I guess))
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N's tiny little smile in Promening when Uzi admits to wanting his help. He's like, critically underappreciated by the people around him before this so Uzi reaching out to him here must be so meaningful to him. He wants to be helpful and she's letting him be.
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And Uzi, too, despite being stubborn about it. N being so eager to offer help in the first place isn't something she's used to, either. I'm pretty sure the (correct) general consensus is that this is the episode she falls for him, and honestly all the blushing has very little to do with why I think that's the case.
Because, like...no one really bothered even pretending to get along with her. Like, aside from Thad, but that's for like one scene total before N enters the picture, and Uzi's "how do you know my name, people willingly talk to you" implies to me that they didn't have a lot of, if any, meaningful interactions before that point anyway. And then here comes N, who despite how they'd parted, doesn't even seem upset with her. They both spent their time apart terrified of things being bad between them....but it all just melts away when they reunite and the mutual genuine concern shines through. It's great.
N maybe has fragments of memories of life at the manor, not a lot, but he probably has the vague sense that people used to be nicer to him in general. So it's not as foreign to him. Uzi does not have that luxury so having N be so enthusiastically in her corner definitely touches her heart. And it shows through in how she interacts with him in this episode.
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There's lots and lots of little moments in Cabin Fever that I like but this tiny sheepish blush is a funny one. Like he just. Alluded to talking about her. And that flusters her for some reason. We have no idea how much time has actually passed since the last episode but its clear from how little it takes for this reaction to happen that her feelings have grown stronger. She likes him and its cute.
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This scene is one I want to talk about in more detail, though. Home establishes that V still has faint lingering feelings for N, so it's not that hard to assume that her behavior here is at least partially motivated by jealousy. She's petty and vindictive and jealous...but most importantly she's perceptive.
Uzi has abandonment issues, which I think is easy enough to understand so I'm not going to elaborate on it. But V figured that out, and makes this threat with the knowledge that Uzi is worried about being abandoned. Uzi fears the idea that she wouldn't be missed if she disappeared, and here comes V, claiming that the one person she cares most about wouldn't care either. Hitting her where it hurts, trying to convince her that her fears are justified and inevitable.
It's likely that this moment contributes to her eventually going feral. That the stress overheats her faster.
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She's incredibly vulnerable, when she snaps out of it. Shares that specific fear with N, who reassures her. Because this whole scene is him telling her that no, he wouldn't be able to just get over it if she was gone, because their brief time apart in this single episode was already something that scared him. That she's already become important enough to him that her absence was keenly felt.
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It's probably around here, or a bit after this point in the nebulous timeskip between this episode and the next, that N falls for her. Scratch that, his whole speech, as I said in the prior post, just...really feels like some kind of romantic-adjacent confession. But I don't think it WAS explicitly them confessing feelings for each other. N figures out he likes her in this episode I'd like to think, but that speech was the closest he could come to admitting that. Cuz. Y'know. Uzi needs reassurance in other ways right now, no point in muddying the issue.
((and also not news to anybody I'm sure but the song that plays during that scene is LITERALLY called 'Falling...for you??' so. y'know. hindsight is 20/20 this is genuinely the moment he realizes his feelings for her are romantic))
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And additional thing I like that I think about a lot, but the way he deliberately choses to switch his hands to claws when he pries her wings open. "I'm a monster, leave me be" she says, to which he replies "Hey, look, I am too, see? It's ok". It's great, he's mirroring, trying to make her feel seen. And by the vulnerability of her next line, it works. They really just, understand each other so damn well.
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Home stuff. The fact that the first word that comes to mind to describe him is 'cute' is funny enough, but the fact that she even goes so far as to SAY it out loud before hastily correcting herself. Looking at her bf's baby pictures-coded. Has to keep her image up tho, this version doesn't know her so she can't be too weird or open about it.
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But she still wants this version to think she's cool cuz she's a dork who likes him. It's unclear how much of this episode is diegetic when you subtract Uzi, but since these are memories and not proper time travel, we don't know to what extent Uzi's trying to avoid affecting the events. She might not care at all. Did the real N even go down to that basement willingly at any point? I doubt it. But we don't know! And also that's not what I'm making this post to talk about.
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Funny Solvercam-Uzi body language on display. Delighted he recognizes her finally, spits out something edgy to play it cool (genuinely my favorite Uzi line of all time), sheepishly looks back at him, and shyly averts her gaze when he thanks her before looking back. Had she her regular face I'm sure she'd be smiling and blushing about it. It's cute as hell. It's very open delight, when you think about it. But still awkwardly teenage. It's easy to see this and have it make a whole lotta sense if they were already dating at this point. Got that meaningful eye contact going on. She likes making him happy so she's proud she succeeded.
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Him trying to help steady her when they land. She blushes and slaps his hand away like 'dude I'm fine people are LOOKING at us stoooooop >:('
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Her tail chewing on him is fine tho because we don't know if she controls it fully or if it does things subconsciously. And also the others aren't actually looking at them in this shot. Neither of them make the tail stop chewing so at the very least N doesn't mind.
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Still flustered easily when he shows her he cares tho. Early-relationship 'hehehe he likes meeee' moment, adorable. Still clearly giddy that someone cares about her.
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He's so conflicted after 'Tessa' tells him Uzi needs to die. He loves her, he loves her so so much, but Tessa is his oldest friend. All the memories he has of her paint a picture of someone he's supposed to listen to. Someone he can trust. Someone who wouldn't lie to him. He spends the rest of this episode bracing himself for a goodbye he doesn't want to give and its heartbreaking.
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And despite his fear...Uzi still manages to comfort him the best way she knows how. And it gets him to smile! Because that's what the two of them are to each other. He's scared...but she's with him, so its less scary.
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They've both caught up to the moment. 'Oh. We're still holding hands while the other two can see oh god'. They're both tight-lipped. She bumps him and they let go, maybe N thinks 'oh, right, yeah, not in public' but then they hold hands again but with intent this time.
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And once again, it gets N to smile! And a second later Uzi does too! Awkward little moment of intimacy that must be so refreshing for them because there's so much heavy stuff happening but now they get to be distracted thinking about something lower-stakes.
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To me, this bit is an interesting parallel to the Cabin Fever falling scene. He tends to be pretty perceptive about Uzi's worries. He's a good listener. Uzi fears abandonment, he fires back with a promise to stay with her.
But here, the thing Uzi fears is that things are being kept from her. That these two are keeping secrets from her. But instead of assuring her that they'll talk later, like they said they would, he instead chooses to use this moment to put his foot down with 'Tessa'. He just lost V maybe, and he's not willing to lose Uzi too, so he's decided she must be wrong about this being the only solution to the problem.
Up until that very moment, she didn't realize hurting her was on the table. It comes out of nowhere, freaks her out, and confirms her fear that she's not being told something. So she runs.
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And the guilt he feels for scaring her off is heartbreaking. Half this episode is limb-chopping, genuinely, so the fact that he chooses this bone-saw to cut himself free instead of the litany of other things he has that he knows are quicker can't be a coincidence. He's punishing himself. And, additionally, probably reminding himself of V, hiding things because he worries the truth will hurt. Which makes the V hologram showing up moments later thematically very appropriate.
Can't add anymore pictures to this so maybe I'll make a part three later lol
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peachymilkandcream · 6 months
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Movie!William Afton x Evelyn -> Night Terrors
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(A/N: No request was given for this one BUT the prompt is: What if WIlliam used the animatronics to keep her scared that they were coming for the family if she left so she lays awake at night terrified and seeing things and he helps comfort her? ;) This one spoke to me as someone who's afraid of the dark as an adult XD Hope y'all enjoy, after this one I'm going to bed I've been writing a lot today XD As always this is not canon to Break Me Slowly, Evelyn is just my go to OC and I like seeing her get railed what can I say.)
WARNINGS: noncon, dubcon, manipulation, domestic abuse, yandere themes, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, stockholm syndrome, violence, mind breaking, misogyny, power imbalance, age difference, etc.
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Evelyn stared at the ceiling, that was all she could do, stare and listen for the sounds in the halls, terror gripping her as her mind filled in the blanks and she could almost hear the haunting clank of metal. It was all in her head, she knew it, she knew it deep down, but the small part of her wondered just how much was her mind or reality. Sweet, sweet William was a brilliant man, but she couldn't deny how much his creations terrified her. Her life had become nothing but terror in the wake of the accidents that claimed the lives of her two children.
Of course he was sound asleep, in dreamland thinking of some other brilliant scheme to regain their previous financial standing. Her heart her because she wanted to tell him that she didn't care about that, she'd give it all up to have him and their children back. However she knew she could never say anything, he was her husband after all, she couldn't just question him. He had given her the future that she had, she couldn't just bother him with her stupid opinions.
Evelyn knew better than to wake him, but the shadows in the dark room started to look like they came alive. Pulsating and moving closer to her, horrifying amalgamations of those cute creatures that brought so many children joy back in the day. William was usually such a sound sleeper, he probably wouldn't even wake up as she slid closer and cuddled into his back.
She felt slightly better, the fear wasn't as prominent with the warmth that he radiated. He was all that she had in this world, William had told her this often, especially since her two living children has selfishly abandoned them because they couldn't give their father the respect he deserved.
A small smile crept onto her face as she cuddled in closer, her movements just a little too much which made him stir and wake up, rolling over to her. His smile matching hers as am arm snaked around her waist, feeling her curves and giving her ass a little squeeze that he made sure she didn't miss.
"Sleep troubles my love?" His hand squeezed harder, and at this close proximity she could feel his intentions through his pants. "I can help you with that." He starts to climb on top of her until he notices her discomfort. "What's the matter?"
"It's fine William I really just don't, want to-"
His smile vanishes, a look of warning coming into his eyes. "Excuse me?" He always gave her one chance to change her tune, and she knew what would happen if she refused.
"Nevermind, that sounds great."
His smile returns, leaning over her and kissing her neck. His beard was uncomfortable on her skin, but with the way his tongue soothed the spots his teeth bit it was worth it. William's happiness was all that was important, and having time like this was rare, she should be appreciative that he was even willing to sleep with her. Therefore she made sure to arch her back and moan extra loud, it was fake, it was all fake, but neither of them cared. The way he gripped her thighs with such desperation made her feel more alive and younger than she had in years, even if she still wasn't that old compared to him.
William took his time worshipping every inch of her, in the past he would have never done this, but with how well she had made things for him how could he not spoil her every once and a while? She put up with his narcissistic and erratic personality and at least claimed to love him in return, sucking on her breasts until she pulled his head down for more was the least he could do.
She was so wet as he pumped one finger and then two inside her, the slight winces of pain from the extra stitch he made her get with each of the pregnancies not slowing him down in the slightest. It wasn't like she had a choice anyway, she never had a choice. Even now she was still tight, fitting him perfectly as he slid in, he truly believed she was built for him, built to be used by him and to stay by his side through all of the horrors he subjected everyone he encountered to.
With each thrust the fear surrounding her seemed to fade a little more, the shadows moved less and less as the passion built more and more. She wasn't sure what it was about William, but the way he was set her on fire like never before, he was like a drug, if he wasn't giving her some kind of drug already.
It took no time for her to spasm and climax around him, holding onto his arms desperately and whimpering out his name as she rode out her high, his hot cum filling her not long after as they held each other in their arms. Whether it was his presence or the liquid dripping out from between her legs Evelyn wasn't sure, she just knew that for once the world was still. And as he held her firmly against his chest she could finally drift into a peaceful sleep.
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MC: *looking at the desolate place* ...
Crowley: This is the location I'm referring to. It's understandable that it's in disrepair, but all of the other dorms are full, and sending an elegant woman like you to one of them would be inappropriate.
MC: I see. So you think my elegance is appropriate for this ruined place.
Crowley: No. Absolutely not. What I'm getting at is—
MC: Enough. This would suffice for the time being.
Crowley: Oh. You're more thoughtful than I thought. So, I'll be taking my leave then—
MC: I'm sure you didn't intend to abandon me here without providing me with the necessities of life.
Crowley: Er... It is not included in the school's budget.
MC: Oh, what a letdown. Anyone who claims to be kind appears to be untrustworthy.
Crowley: ...
Crowley: *feeling nervous* Would you mind telling me what you require?
MC: Just tell me where I can get some food. That is something I am perfectly capable of handling. In addition, I would require construction materials. Based on their appearance, I'm sure some of your students could assist with repairs.
Crowley: ...
Crowley: Is there anything else?
MC: No. Now be gone from my sight.
Crowley: *bows his head* Madame, please accept my heartfelt apologies. I'm hoping this headmage will accept your forgiveness.
MC: Keep your promise. And I don't want you to bother me either.
Riddle: Deuce and Ace, I'll be sending you to assist the strange woman. The order comes from the Headmage himself.
Deuce: We will give it our all.
Ace: But should she really be here? Why can't Crowley just send her back?
Riddle: Were you not in the Orientation? *frowning* *crossing his arms*
Ace: I, uh... No. I went to the cafeteria.
Riddle: Hmph. You should face consequences. In any case, the Dark Mirror refuses to return her. It says she belongs in Twisted Wonderland, but the woman herself doesn't seem convinced.
Deuce: I see. So she's been dragged here against her will.
Riddle: Deuce, I'll assign you the task of questioning her. We need to know where she is as well as her personal information.
Riddle: In exchange, you will be excused from all of your tasks here in Heartslabyul.
Ace: Yes! Thanks, Riddle!
Riddle: *frowns even more*
Ace: I-I mean Housewarden!
Deuce: We should go now. Please excuse us, Housewarden.
Ace: Man... This place looks scary.
Deuce: *looks worried* Do you think she'll be able to live here?
Ace: We don't know yet. Let's just see—
*Shatters of glass and screams from inside of the dorm*
Deuce and Ace: ...
Deuce and Ace: *rushes to go inside*
Ramshackle's ghosts: Please help us! We're just pathetic ghosts!
MC: *has captured them* I know. I see what you mean.
Ramshackle's ghosts: Please let us go, madame!
MC: No. I need some help repairing this place. I'm sure you wouldn't mind assisting me in any way. Unless... *her expressions subtlety threatening*
Ramshackle's ghosts: We'll get it done! Please!
MC: *smiles* Thank you very much. You're very thoughtful. Please allow me to prepare some refreshments in appreciation of your hard work.
Ace and Deuce: ...
Ace: We shouldn't be here. Hey, Deuce. Let's go before she noticed us—
Deuce: *in awe*
Deuce: *suddenly yells* I'M GLAD TO SERVE YOU, MADAME!
Ace: What are you doing?!
MC: *turns her head at them*
MC: Child, didn't your mother tell you not to scream in the middle of the night?
*The Dark Mirror summoned a woman in her forties, dressed elegantly in black and bearing a solemn expression.*
*In the future, students would refer to her as "Mother-of-all"*
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spiritedscorpio · 1 year
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Hey!! i love the way you write the bsd characters! Is it possible for you to do “When they find out that you're jealous” but with chuuya, akutagawa and mori (if you write him) / fukuzawa 😳😳😳 I’d love if it could be fluff in the end but if you’d rather write it in a smutty way that’s fine too! ^^
When they find out that you're jealous pt 2
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Includes: Chuuya, Akutagawa, Fukuzawa, Ranpo, Nikolai, Fyodor, Higuchi
A/n: Hiii thank you so much I'm glad you like my writing! I've actually had a draft for this for a while so I added a few other characters.
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Chuuya:
He was extremely loyal and trustworthy in your relationship, the people he interacted with were either just friends or part of a mission
You had been ordered to accompany him to get information from another organization and use it to infiltrate an enemy base of operations
Everything was fine until one of the leaders subordinates came up to him, being super touchy and telling him how he had nothing to worry about since he's so strong
He shrugged her off and just left with the new information
The mission was successful but he could tell something was off, you were much less talkative making it boring
"Cut the crap, what's wrong with you?" He wastes no time getting straight to the point as soon as you get home
You know he won't let up about it so you tell him
He was honestly kind of flattered that you got angry about the situation earlier. It made him feel like you care about him more
He's quick to dismiss your worries though, saying the woman was getting on his nerves too
He apologizes for worrying you by taking you out to dinner❤️
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Akutagawa:
In your relationship it was very rare that you felt jealous since he paid few people other than his superiors attention
It wasn’t until you saw Higuchi clinging onto his side, going on about how much she wanted to accompany him on his next mission
Despite his cold manner, he let her hold onto him so you went the other way, trying to get the whole thing off your mind
At home that night you kept your distance and eventually he realized how little you were talking. You had the “person who talks and person who listens” kind of relationship so it was abnormally quiet
He simply asks you if something is wrong however you just smile and claim you're tired
You excuse yourself to your room, leaving him to worry. He couldn't recall anything he did wrong so he starts to worry. Had he been away from home too long? Had he not paid enough attention to you?
He goes up to you again and repeats his question. You can see the stress in his features so you sigh and explain yourself
He's instantly relieved at your response but also somewhat shocked as he didn't see Higuchi's behavior as flirting since she was almost always like that
He says he can tell her to quit acting like that if you want
He also makes sure to try to be even better for you ❤️
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Fukuzawa:
He normally worked behind the scenes, doing a bunch of paperwork so it wasn't too often that he interacted with people other than the agency members
He was asked to meet the head of a another organization and the location just so happened to be your café
The place had a special place in your heart since it was where you both spent a lot of time and even where he asked you out
You were responsible for getting lunch for the agency the day of his meeting
As you were bringing the bags back you passed the café and saw him sitting with another woman
From what you could see, they were simply chatting so you just carried on with your day
You didn't say anything but Fukuzawa soon picked up on the fact that something was wrong
When it was just the two of you left in building, he asked you what was bothering you
Something you both prided your relationship on was your communication so you calmly answered his question
He immediately pulls you into an embrace, sincerely apologizing to you and explaining the situation. He tells you he didn't even realize the location he was sent was the café until he went and by then it was too late to do anything
Since he was normally swamped with work your alone time was limited so he takes the next day off so the two of you can spend the whole day together❤️
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Ranpo:
You didn't often have to worry about anything with him, there were few people he paid mind to outside of his work
Everything was fine until you two were at his favorite snack store, replenishing his stash
One of the workers came over while he had a bunch of stuff in his hands "I'm surprised you eat all these sweets and are still so fit, do you workout?" she asked while shamelessly checking him out
You were close enough that you could hear and see their conversation and it made your blood boil
You tried to keep your cool however Ranpo saw through you
The woman showed him some snack and he said he didn't like them but his partner might "Y/n, don't these look good? Ah right, you're allergic to peanuts well sorry lady"
He walks to the register and you follow, your face flushed at him openly saying you were dating
You leave after paying and he looks over at you confused "What are you so embarrassed about? You were getting mad, I saw that, and fixed it"
He might not be the most discrete about it but at least he's showing you he's loyal?
If you're still bothered about the situation he might share some of his snacks with you❤️ (key word: some)
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Nikolai:
Normally he was very energetic and clingy when it came to you but you didn't mind, in fact you found the behavior cute
Everything in your relationship was going great until he suddenly stopped paying much attention to you
Out of the blue he started coming home much later and also spending an odd amount of time around Fyodor
You were pretty sure there was nothing going on but it was still weird and honestly you were getting kind of jealous that he was getting Nikolai's attention instead of you
As this behavior continued, you grew more worried and were thinking the worst
You were tiredly coming back to your shared apartment with a few bags of groceries in hand
The lights were off so you groaned, trying to hit the light switch without dropping your stuff
Just before you found it, you were greeted by the sound of a party horn
The familiar white-haired man turned on the lights and shouted a "Happy Birthday!"
He nearly scared the life out of you but he was right, it was your birthday. You had been so miserable lately that you didn't realize it
"Quiz time! Have you been worried about my recent absences? Well you shouldn't! I wanted to surprise you but I figured you'd find out so I asked Dos-kun how I should go about it and he said distancing myself from you would throw you off!"
You were honestly too shocked to say anything but he responded by putting a party hat on your head
"Don't just stand there! Go get dressed, I didn't spend all this time planning for nothing!"
While he did worry you in the process, he makes it up by taking you to the restaurant you said you were dying to try, taking you out dancing, and surprising you with a bunch of gifts and the huge cake he made for you❤️
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Fyodor:
Most of the people he associates himself with are just parts of his plan so his loyalty to you wasn't often questioned
However, he was spending more and more time working meaning he had less time for you
The majority of the time you were together was at night and when you spoke, the conversation would often return to Dazai
Even though he wasn't around, your boyfriend wouldn't stop talking about him and he was practically ignoring your existence
You knew he talked about him so much because he was likely the largest threat to his plans but you couldn't help but feel jealous eventually
He soon noticed the way your mood shifted when he talked about Dazai and was amused by your reaction
He began talking about him in a much more positive way to see how you'd react, saying how his intellect truly was impressive and he was the hardest force to reckon with so far
His words not only made you jealous but also a bit insecure. "Were you not smart enough for him?"
He noticed that you grew sad over time and actually felt bad, despite his cold nature he wasn't heartless.
Doesn't do anything crazy but apologizes and stops talking about the other man
He also tries to work at home when he can to make up for the lost time❤️
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Higuchi:
She was extremely devoted to your relationship, always doing her best to make you feel like the most important person in the world
The only person who made you feel less confident in the strength of your relationship was Akutagawa
He didn't do anything however the way she was always begging to be by his side made you jealous, her efforts were way past a normal work ethic
Eventually she noticed that you had been acting differently lately and asked you what's wrong, however not before panicking about it first
You knew how she tended to overthink things so not wanting to worry her further, you tell her
She takes a deep breath before explaining her relationship with him and how he never recognized her strength
You immediately feel terrible for questioning her loyalty and pull her into a hug
You don't ask her to act any different with him and apologize by spending the rest of the night taking care of and pampering her since she always did that for you❤️
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nobodyfamousposts · 1 year
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To be fair, Adrien's 'apology' effectively amounted to Marinette comforting and reassuring HIM that oh, he's just such a *good person* that he couldn't see how bad and nasty and evil Lila was. Claiming that he was just too PURE and simply couldn't comprehend what kind of person he was dealing with. So I question how much it really 'validated Marinette's feelings' versus patting him on the back and coddling him YET AGAIN, with a hefty dose of "It's not HIS FAULT he's so sheltered and trusting!'
You're not wrong.
Sadly, honestly at this point, the bar is so low for Adrien and the writing around him that it seemed impossible that he would ever say the words "I'm sorry" in any truly meaningful way.
So a lot of us are just happy that he at any point acknowledged being wrong at all and apologized for it. That was all we wanted. That was all we've BEEN wanting. So much so that we're willing to give leeway for the sheer fact that he says it.
Unfortunately, this apology comes a good while too late to really matter and it's further invalidated by having the victim reassure him and make him feel better by framing his justification as being too nice.
The thing is, Adrien's words and apology DID validate Marinette. The problem is that the writers can't let Adrien be at fault for anything and of course make it Marinette's job to make him feel better, so they have the victim try to reassure HIM and thus undercut the validation that she deserved and the fandom was long wanting.
...then there are a couple other things to consider here:
For all that they're trying to twist his mistake into a sign of how wonderful he is, the problem is that Adrien's issue here wasn't that he was "too nice" but that he was passive. He actively prioritized the feelings of a liar and manipulator like Lila over the wellbeing of his friends.
This is evident in the other problem in that Adrien is apologizing for what he said to Marinette and NOT the fact that he hadn't acted himself in the matter. This is indicating that he had no problems with Lila lying until it bothered him and it only bothers him NOW because he's in love with Marinette and they're dating.
The OTHER problem is that Adrien is LYING.
Adrien: I shouldn't have told you to wait to act against Lila.
Stop.
Review that.
Do you see the problem here?
Because while I don't know about the French version of this scene or the scene in Chameleon, there's a major discrepancy here in the English version:
He never told Marinette to wait to act.
Adrien: Are you going to tell everyone? Marinette: 'Course I am. Lila is— Adrien: (interrupting) A liar. Yes, I know. But do you really think exposing her will make things better? If you humiliate her, she'll just be hurt more. Making a bad guy suffer has never turned them into a good guy. Lila: Ladybug and I are like two peas in a pod. Marinette: So we just stand by and let her lie? Adrien: As long as you and I both know the truth, does it really matter? Marinette: You're right, maybe it's not such a big deal.
It's been a common argument from Adrien defenders that this is the approach Adrien was taking. So in a way, it makes sense for that to be the angle the writers try to use since the fandom practically handed the excuse to them.
But at NO point in this discussion did Adrien say to take a wait and see approach. At no point does he imply that they would or even should act against Lila at a later time. At no point does he even express a belief that Lila's lies will be revealed. Because at NO point in any of his lines did he express genuine concern for anyone but Lila.
What he DID do was invalidate Marinette's feelings and dismiss her very valid concerns.
And yet his apology wasn't for that.
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shayyprasad · 4 months
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advice from one who can't take their own | peter parker
summary: you're rather good at giving out love advice, just not as good at taking it.
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peter had been so weird lately. as if he was hiding something from her, one big secret. no, not spiderman. y/n already knew that. it's not like she'd walked into him wearing boxers and  holding his suit.
good times.
this was different and she could tell. but y/n had a plan. a well-ish formulated plan. they had study sessions every week, always on wednesdays, the same day she would find out what that cheeky bastard was hiding.
y/n stuffed her bag with her school notebooks, and dumping whatever else was in her locker in there. zipping it up, she saw peter in the corner of her eye and walked over to him, picking her words out carefully.
"hi, pete. we're still up for today at yours, right? you, mj, ned, and i?"
he turned around to face you rather quickly, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water as he searched for words. it was like he'd forgotten all the english he'd spent 17 years of his life learning.
"um, uh, yes, yeah. totally up. like, so freaking up. i-in the sky and... mhm," he cringed so hard at his word choice and she furrowed her brows together.
this was the weird she had been talking about.
"...okay. you good? you seem kinda, uh... never mind. see you then." she hadn't even bothered to further address it, turning on her heels and leaving the school. oh, well. y/n would figure it out in about 2 hours and 12 minutes exactly. (she was rather looking forward to finding out.)
peter let out a breath he hadn't known he was even holding as he slammed his locker shut and rested his forehead against it. why was he so terrible at this? why hadn't she caught on yet? wasn't he being so blatantly obvious about it?
mj and ned had figured it out fast. ned, for god sakes could put two and two together, so why couldn't y/n? it was save him so much time. and embarrassment. so much embarrassment. peter groaned in frustration as he headed back to his place, walking excruciatingly slowly on purpose. 
maybe he could come up with some last minute excuse for spider-man or something. peter knew she'd understand.
no, he told himself, i'm not chickening out. it's cool. i'm cool. ice cool.
he could be chill about this, he had to. after all, it's not like their friendship was riding on this.
when he got home, he barely mumbled a "hi" to aunt may and went to go sulk in his room. this boy was so sure that she didn't like him back, but sooner or later, y/n would find out, and he'd rather it be from him than anyone else.
if he could be spider-man, swinging around the city in a skintight suit, why couldn't he confess to his school-boy crush.
except it wasn't a crush.
he was in love, and at least he could admit that to himself.
peter trudged over to his desking, deciding he could use a distraction. he pulled out his notebook, only used for blueprints and other spidermanly stuff, and started on a new web cartridge design. only gods know how long he sat there for, and whether or not his butt was sore by then.
"hey."
peter yelped, snapping his neck towards the door, pausing momentarily as he got a weird sense of deja-vu.
just ned.
"dude, what are you doing here already," he glanced at the time, "you know we've got practically an hour, right?"
"12 minutes," peter's eyes widened, as he didn't realize that much time had passed. "but technicalities aside, i didn't really have anything better to do, so i thought 'might as well live up to the title of guy in the chair.' also, why'd you shriek like that? don't you have your peter tingle, or whatever?"
"what? what do you mean, shriek? i don't shriek!"
"that was a shriek. very high-pitched, bro. i don't think my cousin could even hit that note... and she's a 9 year-old girl," ned snickered.
"okay, well," scoffed peter, very offended by ned's claim, "my yell was manly. and second, it's not. my. peter. tingle! spidey-senses, man! i can't have peter tingle catching on! it's not badass!"
"but leprechauning around the city in tights is?" mj asked.
"jeezus, mj. just say hello like a normal person," peter sighed.
"how come you didn't shriek when she walked in?" ned narrowed his eyes at the brunet.
"because i knew she was there!"
"wait, peter shieks?" mj piped in.
"yes, i- i mean, no! not the point! it's cause my senses only detect threats, moron!"
"so i'm a threat, now?" she rose an eyebrow.
"well... you can be scary," the wallcrawler admitted.
ned insisted, "i can be scary, too!"
"...sure," mj shrugged. "look, you're one of my best friends and all peter, but watching you dance around y/n is getting boring. just ask her out already," he practically got whiplash from that subject change.
"no!"
"why?"
"because i- i can't!"
"but you like her? and she likes you back?"
"who likes who?" the h/c colored hair girl asked, just walking in.
"uh," peter hesitated, if he said his own name then she would think he wasn't interested. so that left but one option.
"ned does! like someone, i mean," peter stammered out.
"oh. you do? does she know? wait, wait, who is it?"
"yeah, peter, who is it?" ned hissed.
mj snickered, getting ready to watch the chaos unravel.
"he doesn't wanna tell, e-embarrassed, i guess. and he hasn't told her yet... because... he's afraid she'll reject him," peter replied.
"aw, ned," y/n reassured him.
"yeah, and he really, really likes this girl. he loves her, honestly. it- it's like, um, now that he's met her, he knows where he belongs, 'cause she's a part of him. when i- he sees her, it's as if space and time became the finest point imaginable, as if time collapsed into one tiny speck and exploded at light speed.
"it's as if his universe begins and ends with her. he could run forever, search forever, but in the end, every path leads right back to her. it's like she lights up everything, j-just wherever she goes. like, she's beauty. she's happiness. she's love. all these wonderful emotions curdled up into this ball inside of him, waiting to burst, because- because he loves her," he finished, bright red and out of breath.
maybe he could be a poet, if nothing else.
y/n was bewildered. and so confused. he had this look in his eyes, unlike anything she'd seen before. like he really wanted something, urging to get it. there was purity in his eyes, a wholesomeness that makes her shiver with emotion. it felt like he was talking to her in that moment. like no one else existed.
just them. in their own walls, constricted and laced with contentment and something else.
"well," she said quietly, getting over her shock, "if he can repeat those words to his mystery girl, then he's got this in the bag."
"but what if i- he messes up? and their friendship gets ruined?"
"it's worth it. he deserves to tell her that, and she deserves to hear it. and if she doesn't feel the same, don't bother. she isn't the one."
they were so close together, inches away from their lips meeting, so lost in each other, they didn't notice mj drag ned out by his ear.
"and if i was the one who said that to you? would i- would i have this in the bag?"
y/n nodded slowly, gathering her newfound courage to kiss him.
so she did.
it was everything. all her pent up emotion flooded out of her, pushing into the kiss. it felt like they fit. a click. as if they were each other's last puzzle pieces, the satisfaction of it rustling in.
"i take it you weren't talking about ned?" she asked softly.
"no," peter chuckled. "you know, you give pretty good advice. even if you can't take your own."
and he kissed her again.
it was even better this time.
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quirkle2 · 7 months
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PLEASE PLEASE TALK ABOUT THE LEGENDS ARCEUS AU I'M SO NORMAL ABOUT IT <- LYING I AM NOT NORMAL
HI WE'LL BOTH BE NORMAL TOGETHER
(uhm warning for injury/blood/whump, parental death, uhhhhhhhhh fire? a lot happens (also idk if the read more thing has been fixed so let's pray. i refuse to smack these long ass paragraphs in front of innocent bystanders (this is so long. im so sorry)))
ok so reigen is the professor of the galaxy expedition team and u may be wondering how he got that job: lying :)! he claims he knows everything abt pokemon and that he's been studying them his whole life when in reality he's not even totally sure how many pkmn types there are. granted, the rest of the team doesn't either, so his ability to bluff himself out of any given situation is massively helped by their cluelessness
he just wants to sleep in a bed with blankets and eat food to survive and lying into the professor position was the quickest way he saw to get there. he'd been wandering in the wilderness for a while since coming to hisui before that and it kinda sucked. bro just wants a house in this crippling economy
mob n ritsu were originally from another village! they don't meet reigen until mob is 9 (ritsu 8). there's no powers in this au but mob's whole shtick is that he takes the,, extreme pacifist route i guess? he thinks pokemon r to be respected and loved and Not Bothered and he's against the use of pokeballs to store them and commanding them to battle each other, etc. essentially if he were in a modern era he'd think the way present-time people treat pkmn is, for the most part, cruel
anyway their hometown gets attacked by pkmn and the village is destroyed. their parents die protecting them, so 9-year-old mob was left to fend for himself n his little brother alone. they travel together kinda aimlessly for 7ish months until they get remarkably (unknowingly) close to jubilife village and come across that giant fuckin rapidash before the bridge
it's their first alpha pkmn encounter. neither of them have pkmn to defend themselves with (mob's reason: he ain't like that. ritsu's reason: He Is Eight and Scared). mob has always been able to empathize w pkmn a lot and sorta get a read on what they're thinking, so the vibes comin off that rapidash were rancid and he was worried abt it. mob has never been afraid of pkmn, not even the rly big and scary looking ones. so he approaches it with the intention of calming it down, seeing what's hurting it. he makes ritsu stay back in case things go bad
he's kicked in the head. if u forgot how big that rapidash is just google it. the hooves r the size of ur player character's head and ur player character is like 15. mob is 9. the fact that he doesn't die immediately upon impact is a miracle. the fact that he survives longer than 5 seconds after the fact is basically divine intervention
the doodle i made in the top left corner of ritsu screaming is this ^ encounter. he watches it happen, and then watches in horror more as the rapidash panics at ritsu's scream and rolls a flame wheel over his brother's limp form. ritsu manages to dive for him and run, but the kid is thoroughly terrified and traumatized
i'll spare u the horrid bits but long story short ritsu finds a cave to settle in and while he's rly inexperienced with medical treatment he does his best. his best isn't very good in the grand scheme of things but him being 8 is a pretty damn good excuse. he camps out there for Three Whole Days waiting for his brother to wake up or respond to literally anything but it isn't happening and the longer this goes on for the more terrified ritsu gets
mob's taught him how to survive pretty well all things considered, but ritsu is a lot more worried abt mob than taking care of himself and he ends up neglecting his own needs pretty fiercely. he feels too sick w guilt/fear to eat. he tries to stay up as long as he can in case mob stirs. by the end of it he's pretty worse for wear too
reigen finds them while out in the field doing research (wasting time). he sees a little kid half stuck in a bush looking for berries and when reigen tries to get his attention ritsu, who is extremely on edge and sleep deprived and scared, just straight up screams at him. reigen sees his dirty clothes and skinny arms and flushed face (fever. definitely fever) and alarm bells ring in his head to not let the kid go no matter what cuz he Will lose him otherwise
once ritsu gets his bearings and realizes this is a human (first one other than mob he's seen in forever) and not a pokemon coming to kill him he starts crying to him abt his brother and reigen feels his heart drop to his stomach bc if This kid is worried about a brother who is supposedly worse off,,, dear god
ritsu leads reigen to mob. the dressings around his arm where he was burnt are completely incorrect and most definitely horribly infected and ritsu didn't rly do Anything for the head injury other than clean the blood away bc well. again. he's 8. idek if eight year olds know what concussions are
reigen BOOKS it back to jubilife faster than he's ever ran and halfway through he realizes ritsu has passed out in his arms too (kid's probably exhausted beyond belief. reigen has no idea how long they've been like this but he guesses a while) everybody in the village is kinda horrified when the professor comes back with two hurt kids, one of which is on death's door. the medical team there does everything they can
it takes a while for mob to wake up, but thankfully he does in the end. reigen finds out thru ritsu that they've been alone for "a long time" (ritsu doesn't know. doesn't rly remember. reigen asks mob when he wakes up and mob says he stopped counting somewhere after day 140)
even though mob still isn't quite back to his old self and is still generally confused and Slightly Off, the doctors say he'll be okay after a few weeks and reigen has unintentionally gotten very attached to these kids. ritsu had told him their parents died during the attack on their village. they have nowhere else to go, and like hell is Any member of this village gonna be happy with simply throwing them out into the wilderness again. so reigen takes them in
anyway that's how they meet <3 GVEYAI mob is back to his normal self (the occasional Moment of Confusion comes around from the brain injury, but they taper off after a while) and reigen is very much surprised to see that mob, as ritsu has described to him, still very much loves every pkmn he comes across. he gets a bit nervous around rapidashes in particular, but other than that, mob is still just as caring and just as respectful as ritsu described him to be. ritsu is scared of bigger pkmn like any other kid is. mob is an exception, even after that experience.
reigen waits about a year so that they have time to settle and recover (and so that he has time to observe), and then he gives them each a pokemon. this might seem odd, but mob has never expressed any ill will toward Any pkmn, and ritsu still smiles at the smaller ones
he gives them a choice between the pla starters that have been hanging around his office. mob picks cyndaquil and names her cindy. ritsu picks rowlet and doesn't name him at all (this gives reigen pause, but ritsu seems to have a new fire in his eyes, so he brushes the worry away)
when they're of age (mob waits for ritsu to reach 13. they do everything together) they both join the survery corps, and mob ends up becoming reigen's assistant :]! reigen is admittedly a little worried abt this development, about his kids going out into the wild, but they both seem ready for it (ritsu seems ... a little Too ready for it considering his past) so he relents
mob has made his opinions about pkmn clear, especially to reigen, and reigen has ended up adopting some of his ideals since he met him bc they,, well thwy sound reasonable. they sound nice. mob doesn't ever put cindy in a pokeball, and cindy had never once been in a battle other than play fights with rowlet. mob treats cindy like any other normal pet, like a friend. he looks at those boxes of pokeballs in reigen's office with a frown. he finds the idea of fighting pkmn in the wild for sport despicable. he openly scratches out the pokedex tasks like "defeat 10 times" with disdain. reigen starts seeing another world that he never rly considered before, with mob
this is where reigen senses some,,, tension, between the boys. ritsu evolves his rowlet into a dartrix remarkably quickly since joining the survey corps, and not even a few weeks later he's a got decidueye on his side. ritsu catches pokemon left and right and if they're "not strong enough" he keeps them in pokeballs until he remembers they exist again. he works on building a team with no weaknesses, or as few weaknesses as possible. bro invents competitive pkmn
obviously, mob sees this and ,,, doesn't like it. he doesn't like how Distant ritsu is with his pokemon, with creatures that he wholeheartedly believes should be treated as friends or family. he doesn't name any of them, he spends nearly all his earned money from the survey corps on items that boost their strength, but almost no money toward items for comfort, or even treats, or toys. ritsu treats his team like they're tools. the relationship between ritsu and his pkmn is,, strained. mob can sense they aren't nearly as happy as they could be
but mob knows that he can't just,, police ritsu on how he should handle his own pokemon. he may not agree with how ritsu approaches the subject, or with how ritsu's first instinct for anything pkmn is usually "fight it," but mob knows ritsu Does like pkmn. ritsu's never hated pkmn, he's just,,, scared of them, sometimes. he thinks maybe this is his way of making himself feel protected. mob doesn't like the idea of taking that away from him, no matter how much seeing ritsu refrain from giving his team a break grinds on his soul
little does he know, ritsu's strictness with his pkmn isn't born out of a fear for himself at all. he's building a dependable team to protect his brother. that's the whole reason he's doing this, the whole reason he didn't name rowlet when he first got him. ritsu knew that if he were to do this, he couldn't get attached to them, bc losing pokemon in fights is a very real possibility. it's been drilled into each and every one of his pkmn's heads that they r to protect mob at all costs. if there's a repeat of That incident, ritsu doesn't think he can handle it (>:])
WOW THIS IS ALREADY SO LONG i haven't even gotten to the kleavor part yet. fuck. if ur still reading this can i have ur hand in marriage /silly
OKAY SO . The Game's Plot comes in, finally. took long enough. reigen starts getting reports of frenzied nobles and he's most worried abt kleavor bc it's rather close to them, and the village could very well be in danger if kleavor decides to say fuck you in particular. so reigen goes Hey This is an Actual Threat That Needs My Attention I Have to be Competent For a Sec and spends the next few weeks tirelessly searching for an answer for this kleavor. some of the staff have already gotten mauled by it. reigen cannot ignore this and put it on somebody else like he usually does
the whole town is getting antsy, and mob most definitely notices. ritsu's jumpy all the time anymore, like he expects kleavor to rampage through the streets any second now. reigen looks tired and worn down, and he's been coming home later and later. mob watches as reigen makes plans to use force against kleavor with a sour taste in his mouth. he tries to tell reigen that force isn't the answer here. reigen, bless him, doesn't know how to tell a kid that friendship and rainbows isn't always the answer
after another week or so, mob's had enough. they've gotten nowhere closer to calming kleavor and more people have gotten injured, so mob quietly writes a note and leaves it on his bed, makes sure he doesn't wake up ritsu or cindy, and leaves the house before reigen comes home. he sneaks out over the fence so the guards at the gate don't catch him. he sets off to go see kleavor
he fully and truly believes that force is not the answer. he fully and truly believes that if he goes up to kleavor with no pokemon to fight it with, no weapons or spears pointed at it, and just a calm voice and peaceful demeanor, kleavor will see there is no danger. the galaxy team's previous attempts have all centered around violence and scare tactics. nobody has recently come up to its territory without posing a threat. mob genuinely just thinks that kleavor needs calm
reigen finds the note. freaks the fuck out. immediately rounds up every person in the village that's capable of fighting and they march out of the village to save a kid who's in way over his head. reigen makes ritsu Promise him that he will not leave the village. he can see it in ritsu's eyes, the way he wants nothing more than the come with them, but reigen gives the argument that ritsu is their strongest soldier back home and they still need to protect the village from anything else while everybody's gone. it takes all of ritsu's self-control to not go against him (he's fully set on coming with them until reigen Grips him by the arms and says "i can't lose both of you.")
mob's plan does end up working in the end, but not quite perfectly and not at all in a good way. he steps into kleavor's territory and has it calm at first, but smth changes in kleavor's eyes and whatever Force that's corrupting it surges and kleavor snaps.
mob gets Fucked Up by that thing. sliced and thrown and clawed until he can barely stand up to run away, but it's the last blow that matters. kleavor comes down on him with a chop right to his middle and everything stops. there's a sizeable gash that cuts through mob's side horizontally and kleavor's axe is stuck in the flesh there, but once mob isn't moving anymore and nothing is making kleavor afraid, the fog in its brain clears and it sees what it's done
it also sees that mob is still awake, and despite everything kleavor did to him, he's still looking at it like he knows its capacity for gentleness. even through the pain mob looks at kleavor like he Knows this isn't what it's rly like. and as soon as mob sees the light return to kleavor's eyes he smiles, blood gurgling in his throat
kleavor hears shouts from the forest, sees torchlight and panicked yells for mob. it doesn't know what to do, don't like what it sees, what it Did to this poor kid. it winces when it has to slide its axe out from the gash in mob's side—the squelch it makes and the Noise mob lets out is the last thing kleavor needs to book it
u can only imagine how fuckin hysterical reigen feels when he sees mob on the ground like that. they brought half of the medical team just in case and reigen is rly glad they did bc if they didn't there's a good chance mob would've bled out right there within a few minutes.
he's in rly rly bad shape and is barely conscious by the time reigen grabs his face and tells him itll be okay. they bring him back to the village at record pace and every minute they take he looks paler. reigen is so scared the kid's going to die in his arms before they even get there
when they get to the gates someone from the medical team takes him from reigen's arms. reigen hears ritsu scream. the kid's shoving people away who're trying to comfort him and beelining his way to mob, but reigen catches him before he can fully see the damage bc he does Not want that bloody mess to be in ritsu's nightmares for the rest of his life
ritsu fights him and pushes him and shoves him away, screaming that he just wants to see his brother, but reigen holds him back and he ends up pulling ritsu close when the kid loses steam and just starts sobbing into his chest
to ritsu, he's failed again. to reigen, he's failed them both. to mob, despite holding onto the living world by a thread, he succeeded.
anyway that's the story so far VGEAYVUA I HAVEN'T .. FIGURED OUT TERU YET. or dimple. i know the gist of i how i want teru and mob's meeting to go tho. teru is just like ritsu but like . Worse when it comes to pokemon. uses them as tools and doesn't even rly think of them as sentient at all. until he meets mob that is :]
i'm thinkin he's the warden of sneasler! and yaknow what, just for shits n giggles and bc i love ingo too much to get rid of him, what if ingo is teru's unofficial teacher. what if. wouldn't that be fuckin hilarious and completely ruin any sense of consistency here. what if (it's happening)
i'm also pretty set on making dimple one of the wisps from the spiritomb quest that ends up following mob around. that's fitting i think
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genderkoolaid · 2 years
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I've been trying to put it into words properly so I figured I should ask how you feel about it too
So there's just been something that's been bothering me about how people have taken the conversation about how in the stonewall days trans women have been in the frontlines only to be abandoned in favor of respectability politics etc and how particularly in online spaces it's been used/weaponized to just be, well, homophobic.
Like it went from a very reasonable and important conversation to just "while you f*gs have been busy being useless and dying of AIDS the transfems and lesbians did the Actual Work". Idk if you've met with this sentiment yourself but in some online queer spaces it's not uncommon to hear "cis gays did nothing for queer liberation" (while also being very much queerphobic like opposing leather daddies being at pride, go figure lmao) which is just, not true??? And I don't see how that's uplifting or helpful to anyone, also note the lack of any mention of trans men too.
I hope I'm making sense it's just been bothering me and I don't blame transfems for that because it's been mostly cis lesbians acting like this from what I've personally seen. The "supporting" of transfems seems to be an excuse to be homophobic which is very gross.
Oh yeah, I get what you mean. "Trans women built pride" is used a lot as an empty gesture of support (like, "yeah you girls did so much for queer people back in the day thanks!!" without actually doing anything to support transfems who are suffering Right Now. idk if there's a "strong trans woman" stereotype but it feels like it's starting to come about in leftist spaces, but thats a whole separate conversation) and that's gotten picked up the TIRFs to be like "men did NOTHING in queer history and it was all the women and femmes (a group which somehow does not include men) who did the hard work!!" Like... acting as though gay men are just passive observers in gay history, that we haven't done anything "real" for queer history. It also erases transfems who might've also been gay men.
And I don't think the origins of this are bad; there is a very real reason to be loud about the part trans people and queer women played in queer history, because there has been a lot of erasure. But, y'know, radfem misandry is like glitter. It gets all over everything.
There's also the fact that trans men & nonbinary/genderqueer people are almost always erased from this. I don't think we should talk about trans women's part in queer history less, but it's... interesting to me that people never bring up transmasc and GQ people, even though I don't think a lot of folks (especially queer kids) could name a major transmasc figure in modern queer history. I hardly ever see people talking about how Lou Sullivan is the reason that LGB trans people can medically transition, about how he was the first publicly out gay trans men- a major feat, and yet I pretty much only see other trans men talking about him. I've noticed that, at least on tumblr, lesbian/sapphic history tends to have a lot more discussion around it than gay men/achillean history. People view it as less meaningful, less radical, and that's 10000% a radfem concept (I've literally seen a radfem claim that gay men in history basically faced 0 oppression, because they could stay bachelors or just get married and still have relative freedom, which.... is just so insane and coldhearted).
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mysterious-prophetess · 5 months
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My Problem with Mr. Lancer
It's not just that he seemingly allows bullying because the school is enslaved to its football team's star status, but that doesn't help.
It's also not just a problem Lancer has—but he's the most visible teacher/faculty, so I'm using him to focus on in this post.
The problem is Mr. Lancer should have turned in the Fentons, and didn't. In fact, all of Danny's teachers, even prior to the portal accident, should have turned them in.
I know I've defended them in the past—I still think they're not the worst and that they do care and try—but I will admit that they should have had CPS called on them multiple times even before their lack of care led to the events that ended up half-killing their son.
The fact that Jazz ended up parentified is definitely something I am aware of as not good.
They're not saints; it's just I was sick of people saying in one breath, "they're the absolute WORST" while in another claiming pre-A Glitch in Time Vlad wasn't that bad. I digress.
So, here's why I am bringing this up: Mandated Reporters.
My biggest problem with Mr. Lancer stems from this.
I, for a short time, considered going back to college to get a teaching certification to teach in the public school system (my state actually has a public school teacher shortage that is worsening by the year).
One of the first things I learned about was that teachers are all mandated reporters. With everything that has happened in the Fenton household, it would have been somewhat obvious things weren't right, but the teachers of Amity Park just didn't do their jobs.
AFTER the accident? Not one of the teachers seemed to notice Danny's injuries or worsening attendance and grades and reported it, and they would have been obligated to do so.
Mr. Lancer, in particular, since he was always shown as the more proactive faculty member on Danny's case (but Miss Testlaff occasionally was, too), didn't seem to bother following his obligations as a mandatory reporter for anyone (and allowing Dash to run rampant is another problem).
I will only admit this right here: after the ghost attacks became a common thing, it could be argued the teachers weren't sure what a ghost fight injury was vs. another source.
However, people didn't seem to be often negatively impacted (because kids' show). Therefore, that excuse is on thin ice.
Danny, throughout the show, from Mr. Lancer's perspective (or ANY of the staff of Casper High's own perspectives), showed a lot of signs that things were not okay at home, but instead of pursuing anything, he just did next-to-nothing except for disciplinary actions which were counterproductive.
TBH, the Situation at Casper High is a boiling kettle that would end up exploding in a bad way were it in the real world.
I'd say something about the actual Principal, but she is barely in the show. I really remember next to nothing about her beyond the fact I know her name: Principal Ishiyama.
Mr. Lancer, the Vice Principal, has a more active role than the principal.
Now, that's not actually unheard of, but it is something of a trope in and of itself. Still, as a person of authority, his failing at his job in so many ways is something I take issue with on a professional level as an educator and as one who was bullied as a student.
His lack of care beyond discipline, detention, and the school's 'precious' football team disgusts me, to be honest.
So, Tl:dr—My biggest problem with Mr. Lancer is that he didn't have CPS on speed dial in regards to Danny and Jazz's living situation.
My second biggest problem is his allowance of Dash(and the football team) to physically assault and bully others with no repercussions because of FOOTBALL.
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Excelblem doesn't understand Conquest's story
Link to video here.
Let's get the preamble out of the way:
Unlike my other responses, i have no reason to believe that Excel would have any reasonable way of knowing about the smaller translation differences in Fates, so whenever he criticizes something about the game's story i'll only defend it in regards to it's localized script; even if one of his criticisms is valid in EN but invalid in JP, i'll still give him the point in full, even if i bring up the differences anyway just to give whoever can be bothered reading this some context.
I will not accept “he's just joking!!” as an excuse for the issues with his points when most of his arguments against the story are just him criticizing it and the characters in a snarky manner, i'm already skipping over points i genuinely believe to be exaggerated satire, and the video would lose most of it's value if every single argument was dismissed as meaningless nonsense.
I will be transcribing his arguments and pointing out what chapter the video's on whenever i get to a criticism i disagree with; he put timestamps for every chapter in the game on the video itself, so if anyone wants to fact-check me and see if i'm not misrepresenting what he says, y'all can just go to the timestamp there and hear it for yourselves.
Now, onto the main course:
Chapter 1
Then we are introduced to all of the Nohrian royals: Xander who has good stats, Camilla whose assets make her a fan favorite, Leo who exists primarily to ensure that Corrin never has to do anything morally dubious, and Elise, who is technically an adult in the english translation to cover Intelligent Systems' ass.
I'll respond to the Leo point in full when Excel presents his evidence for that claim in later chapters, but the Elise point is both bad-faith and ignorant; If we assume that the Nohrian and Hoshidan sibling counterparts are even vaguely similar to each other in age, Elise is bordering on adulthood even in JP since she's 15 at the absolute youngest, very likely older given how Sumeragi would probably have waited until Sakura was at least a few years old before bringing her to the peace talks 15 years prior to the start of Fates (as stated by the second artbook). I fail to see why an adult being naive, innocent and acting childishly causes so many people to assume they actually are a child, or why Excel is trying to frame this line as if it was Treehouse trying to change Elise into an adult instead of them just confirming that she's a few years older than 15.
Edit: i was informed that Elise claims in her support with Azura that she was only born after the latter was kidnapped, which would put her at 15 years old at oldest instead of youngest, according to the artbook statement; genuine mistake on my part, but even then, 1-) i was never very fond of the statement due to it being written 4 years after the game came out and by a completely different writer that could very well have had no involvement with the original story, and have only grown to have more issues with it since, to the point of no longer standing by it as valid info, and 2-) it's still his burden to prove that JP!Elise is underage just because she's short and childish without using the artbook, since he never brings it up in the video.
Chapter 2
Corrin refuses to actually kill them, making daddy very mad, but to stop the situation from escalating further, Leo uses golden experience to pretend to execute the prisoners to preserve Corrin's moral purity;
That's a funny way of saying “to stop Corrin from being executed for disobedience”; Corrin was never going to be willing to actually kill the prisoners at that point in the story and would have gladly died a pointless death trying to save them. Leo didn't do shit to preserve Corrin's morality in this instance, only to preserve their life; their morals would have stayed squicky-clean regardless of Leo intervening, they just wouldn't have been worth much when they would have been killed shortly after rebelling.
the prisoners Rinkah and Kaze are released back into the wild because they have unique portraits.
And because they were canonically the only Hoshidan prisoners in the castle; this point only works if it's supposed to be referring to the fodder Hoshidan soldiers Corrin kills earlier during gameplay and pointing out how weird it is for Rinkah and Kaze to have been spared but not them, something that conveniently ignores the fact that they don't show up at all in the pre- and post-battle cutscenes and are never acknowledged by anyone on either side of the battle, not even during gameplay proper, pretty heavily implying that they were only put into the chapter to spice up the map design, not to imply that there were a half-dozen fodder who no one points out the existence of.
This is apparently only a good thing and will never backfire because merely being seen alive will be solid proof of treason or insubordination.
Firstly, both Leo and Xander state that they think this is overly soft-hearted for Corrin to do, that they should have followed Garon's orders instead of risking getting into trouble just to spare some random no-name soldiers, and that they only did so as a favor to Corrin:
Corrin: Leo, your spell…
Leo: Was only enough to weaken them, yes. I should have followed Father’s orders. But Camilla and Elise always make such a fuss when I do anything to upset you.
Xander: Listen well. It is only my brother’s kind heart that has bought your freedom. Disappear now, lest you be spotted by our king.
Secondly, the burden is on Excel to prove that Garon both told everyone in Nohr about two random soldiers the Nohrian army captured during a skirmish and gave them detailed descriptions of what they looked like despite fully intending on having them killed soon after taking them prisoner; even if he could do that, the fact that Kaze defects to Nohr and Garon evidently doesn't care about him being alive debunks that point anyway, due to it being walking proof that Garon doesn't care enough about Corrin and Leo having spared some random fodder months ago to punish them for it.
Chapter 3
Corrin gets sent into a death trap as punishment for the events of the previous chapter, a chapter premise that will be repeated so many times it defies explanation.
What the fuck is Excel talking about?! Chapter 8 is the only time in all of Conquest where the premise of “send Corrin into an intentional death trap in the hopes that they'll get killed, all because of what they did in the previous chapter” gets reused, and that comes with the obvious explanation that Garon and Iago still don't trust Corrin at that point and are trying to get rid of them; the only other instances that even vaguely resemble that premise are Chapters 12, 21 and 25, all of which fall apart under scrutiny due to Garon and Iago fully expecting and wanting Corrin to surpass the challenges they're sending their way in all those instances and the challenges having nothing to do with what Corrin did or didn't do in the previous chapter. Did he even read Conquest's script before writing this section?!
Shortly after is he yeeted into the bottomless canyon by his own sword but as it turns out Lilith, one of his maids and apparently a bird he saved at the barn because Corrin is homeschooled and is incapable of identifying common animals who also happens to be his biological sister by means of a shared parentage with an evil dragon not appearing in this route,
Firstly, young children are incredibly stupid; i guarantee that a five-year old who'd never seen a bird in their life and only heard of them without being given explicit descriptions would absolutely mistake Lilith's dragon form for a weird species of bird.
Secondly, Anankos appears in every route of Fates, especially Conquest and Revelation; just because he doesn't show up personally doesn't mean he isn't projecting his desires and personality onto Garon everytime he's on-screen, which he is, since he's the one getting all excited at the prospect of breaking Corrin and turning them into his vessel.
Chapter 5
For completely unrelated reasons the divine blade Yato appears and throws itself into Corrin's hands seemingly out of nowhere, marking him as a hero of legend who will bring peace to all of-uh, does the setting-wait wait hold on a second does the setting have a name? Oh apparently it doesn't. Anyway uh-marking him as the hero of legend who will bring peace to all of Fateslandia.
Nohr and Hoshido is the name of the setting; their landmasses combined account for the entirety of the non-Valla section of the world and the smaller tribes all occupy miniscule amounts of territories in comparison. Obviously the two countries that have been stuck in a forever war aren't going to come together and decide on what the name for the combined continent in case the two of them decide to join forces is going to be; that's asinine, and even if anyone needs to name the continent as a single thing out-of-universe, they can just call it Nohrshido.
Chapter 7
The Nohrian royal siblings employ the powerful “surely he can't kill us all” tactic to convince Garon to not kill Corrin; Garon concedes the point but decides to switch gears and resolves to put Corrin into moral quandaries in which he has no agency because he will always be bailed out at last minute by convenient circumstance.
Firstly, Corrin not having any agency is the point; they're being forced into ridiculously evil and cruel ultimatums where their only choice is to either do something bad or die, which by necessity means they don't have any agency or meaningful choice in the matter.
Secondly, neither of those suicides happened by “convenient circumstance”; i know he's surprisingly incompetent at remembering what actually happens in the story despite dedicating large portions of this video to covering it, but both the Sage and especially Ryoma only kill themselves as a direct result of Corrin convincing them of their hopes for the world through their words and actions, not convenience.
Chapter 9
Upon completing the map i find it safe to assume that all of the castle's inhabitants are non-lethally suppressed, but nobody cares anyway since none of them had unique portraits.
Nobody cares because that rogue section of Hoshido's army was too powerful for Corrin's group to risk dealing with non-lethally and had to all be wiped out, much like the vast majority of the chapters in Conquest.
Chapter 10
Upon successfully defending the port Corrin allows Takumi and his soldiers to walk away because he has once again somehow managed to avoid killing even a single person
Where in the actual fuck is he getting the idea that Corrin's army didn't kill anyone in Chapter 10 of Conquest from?! The closest anyone ever implies to that being the case is Takumi saying that too many of his soldiers are too injured to keep fighting, but that doesn't in any way imply that no one died during the battle or that the soldiers that are injured aren't just the remaining ones after a bunch of the main army died; Corrin never tells Beruka, Selena and Camilla to try and spare the people they're currently fighting, much like they don't tell Nyx or Azura in Chapter 9, a chapter where we know for a near-fact that Corrin's group murdered all the Hoshidan soldiers in the fort, making it very likely that they were also killing a bunch of Takumi's soldiers during the port and a few of them got lucky enough to be disabled instead of killed.
Chapter 11 is uneventful outside of Excel repeating his “muh Corrin's moral purity” point after what happens with the Rainbow Sage, but it'd be a waste of post space to respond to the same criticism with the same debunk from 6 paragraphs ago, so onto a part of the video that'll be actually interesting to tear apart:
Chapter 12
In chapter 12 of this Conquest ironman we must escape or defeat Ryoma within 16 turns because we need to get medicine for Elise who has coincidentally fallen ill from a tropical disease that will soon kill her, that can coincidentally only be treated with Hoshidan herbs, that coincidentally can also be found at the Nohrian town of Macarath, where Corrin has coincidentally simultaneously been given orders to travel to as part of a convoluted trap, that coincidentally only works if all of the previous statements are true, otherwise this conflict simply does not materialize as Corrin will not need to fight Ryoma to save his sister.
Oh boy:
In chapter 12 of this Conquest ironman we must escape or defeat Ryoma within 16 turns because we need to get medicine for Elise who has coincidentally fallen ill from a tropical disease that will soon kill her,
Excel has no proof that Elise got sick by pure coincidence; the closest the game gets to implying as such is Azura theorizing that she might have gotten infected in Notre Sagesse and Sakura theorizing that Takumi got the same disease from fighting the wolfskin in chapter 16 of BR, both of which are completely baseless assumptions made by two characters who are desperate to come up with some sort of answer as to why their ally fell deathly ill out of nowhere, with neither of them having any proof for their claims. The fact that Iago confirms that he's the one who told Ryoma where Corrin was going to be just proves that he's the one who made Elise and Takumi sick in the first place; Excel failing to understand the basic-bitch red herring of “have a bunch of seemingly coincidental stuff happen for the premise of a chapter, only to reveal that it actually happened because one of the main villains set all of it up” isn't chapter 12 being convoluted, it's him proving my point that his reading comprehension is phenomenally terrible.
that can coincidentally only be treated with Hoshidan herbs, that coincidentally can also be found at the Nohrian town of Macarath,
I can concede to the disease only being reasonably fixable on Macarath being convoluted, but only if Excel bites an ungodly large bullet and also argues that every single instance in fiction where someone has a problem they can only solve by going to one location that just so happens to be specialized to deal with said problem is also notably convoluted, otherwise these criticisms are horseshit; it's perfectly logical and consistent for Nohr to have at least one hospital with Hoshidan medicinal ingredients in it just in case one of their soldiers have injuries that can only be treated with said ingredients.
where Corrin has coincidentally simultaneously been given orders to travel to as part of a convoluted trap,
Again, Corrin going to Macarath and being forced to fight Ryoma because there's nowhere else they can go to to save Elise was all part of Iago's plan; the orders were given just to make sure Corrin knew where to go in case the rest of their army didn't know about Macarath or the disease, not by coincidence. Furthermore, what part of Iago's trap is convoluted? He gave Elise an illness that can only be solved by one hospital in Nohrian land, warned Ryoma that Corrin and their group would be spending a whole lot of time there and would be vulnerable to being ambushed, and had Garon order Corrin to also go there just in case they didn't know about Macarath, forcing them to fight and potentially kill Ryoma; every part of that plan is perfectly logical and within Iago's knowledge and capabilities, and i'd even argue it's a pretty simple plan overall.
that coincidentally only works if all of the previous statements are true, otherwise this conflict simply does not materialize as Corrin will not need to fight Ryoma to save his sister.
Iago's plan would have very likely worked regardless of any of the steps he mentioned; forcing Corrin to fight by poisoning Elise in such a way that there's only one place they can go to to save her is a smart guarantee, but the basic plan of “have Corrin fight Ryoma by warning Ryoma of where their next location is going to be and having Corrin sent there under orders from Garon” would have worked almost anywhere else in Nohr, if not having been more unreliable due to the lack of a guarantee that Corrin would fight Ryoma instead of retreating, which itself would still be very unlikely when a fighting retreat would be significantly more dangerous than standing their ground.
Oh right, i almost forgot to mention, no one died.
Well, at least he has more of a basis for this than in Chapters 9 and 10, if only because Corrin does order Peri and Laslow to try and avoid killing the Hoshidan soldiers if at all possible, but it's his claim that no one died that i take issue with; that's never stated or implied by anyone in the story, and Peri and Laslow trying to spare people if possible does not mean they succeed at it 100% of the time, let alone the rest of the army.
Chapter 14
The performance begins and the singer, whose disguise is so flimsy that a child could see through it, sings a magical song that causes king Garon to groan in increasing discomfort. Unfortunately, traumatic brain injury induced prosopagnosia runs in the Nohrian royal family, meaning that nobody knows that the singer is actually Azura.
How would they? Look at how far away they are from the stage, especially when they don't have telescopes or any way of getting a close-up on Azura; she'd just look like a dark and blue blob to anyone watching the performance, especially when she's deliberately dancing and singing in a completely different way than normal, is covering the stage with water, there's plenty of people in Nohrshido with long blue hair, and there's nothing in the game to imply that the royals have super-vision because of their dragon blood. I still don't get how this criticism became so widespread when thinking about it from the POV of the characters debunks it so easily.
He then repeats this criticism but with Garon not recognizing Azura instead, so moving onto a more interesting point (again):
he asks for all the singers in the city to be killed and for Corrin to do it. Fortunately, just like every other time Garon orders some cruel duty to perform, he loses interest in the enforcement of his orders almost immediately, just like a baby who lacks object permanence.
What? Garon doesn't lose interest in having Corrin enforce his orders, he just has a short argument with them where he explains why he's giving them said orders before Leo saves them from blowing their cover by convincing Garon that they're too exhausted to do that immediately and need a bit of rest; giving someone who just fought in a battle a couple of minutes to recover their strength is hardly “losing interest in the enforcement of his orders”, especially when Corrin and Leo's plan hinges on them intentionally searching for dancers in unlikely places and lying to Garon about having killed some of them, meaning Corrin started pretending to follow Garon's orders as soon as the convo ended. I genuinely suspect Excel didn't read the script properly before putting this in, both due to him just being factually wrong about Corrin not following Garon's orders and especially because he immediately afterwards adds “Corrin is whisked away by Leo” as if it was an entirely separate incident that came after Garon had already let them off the hook instead of being the reason it happens and, as such, something that should have been put in this paragraph instead of the next.
Also, at what point in Conquest does Garon not care about making sure that Corrin performs some cruel duty he ordered them to do? Chapter 24's the only time in the game where he doesn't make sure that Corrin's doing what he told them to, and that instance is perfectly justified due to him being busy leading his section of the army in a separate battle; i guess 8, 11, 14 and 25 could also count depending on how generous you want to be to Excel, but those instances also don't hold up to scrutiny. Sure, he forgives them for disobeying his order to deal with the Ice Tribe alone, but only because he changed his mind on what to do with them after finding out how powerful they were and wanting them to become Anankos' vessel, i already explained why his argument for Chapter 14 being an example was bs, and in both 11 and 25 his only goal with giving them cruel orders was to fuck with their mental state by having them kill someone they care about, something that's accomplished just as well by said people killing themselves instead and having Corrin blame themselves for it.
Leo whisks Corrin away and reveals that he plans to save the singers; that's all the Nohrian royals secretly plot to keep Garon in check, and says that he's not some kind of hero for doing this, prompting his magical tome, the one marking him as a legendary hero of Nohr who was prophesized by the Rainbow Sage to join forces with the wielder of the legendary blade Yato, to bring peace to all fateslandia. Yeah, this is a little on the nose, don't you think?
Firstly, and this isn't an actual response to the point being made and moreso something i wanted to point out for anyone reading this, since i already clarified i wouldn't be using the og script as a defense, Leo doesn't say that in JP (source is fateswartable):
Leo: …I work in my own way. That’s all.
Secondly, i'd love to get a source for the royal siblings' legendary weapons marking them as heroes; the weapons are literally just sentient beings that choose whoever they deem to be worthy as their wielder and were created by the Rainbow Sage in order to give humans the firepower to defeat the ancient dragons and put an end to their war, also happening to power up the Yato if the wielders of the two resonate with each other strongly enough. The Yato is the only legendary weapon in Fates whose goal is to bring peace to the world and, as such, marks whoever wields it as a hero; anyone of any moral caliber could have picked up the other legendary weapons if they were strong enough to do so and the weapons took a liking to them, with them just so happening to pick people that were both worthy and had a close relationship with the wielder of the Yato that time around by coincidence, not because they were heroes.
Thirdly and lastly, even if i were to concede in full, for the sake of the argument, that Leo having the Byrnhildr made him a hero and that was the point of the scene, what's wrong with it? It's a good joke; Leo claiming he's not a hero only to be immediately proven wrong by his personal weapon helping the weapon destined to bring peace to the world power up is a good bait-and-switch, not something that's “on the nose”.
Chapter 15
This mysterious land is populated by invisible ghosts and also, somehow, Gunter, who has not died of starvation off-screen like he probably does in the Birthright route
Gunter doesn't die in Conquest because Azura finds him and gives him advice on how to survive in Valla, unlike in BR and Rev where he either dies or gets possessed before the two can even meet, something Azura explicitly says in this very chapter.
Plus, and this is again somewhat of a nitpick, can Excel prove that Gunter dies, let alone due to starvation specifically, in BR? Wouldn't it be much more reasonable for him to have either gotten himself killed fighting Vallite troops or to have been captured and brainwashed like in Rev?
Corrin jumps off of a cliff to leave Valla whose existence must be kept a secret because of a curse that kills you for talking about it, unless you pay 20 dollars to buy the DLC for the Revelation route
Excel keeps trying to pretend throughout the video that Rev has extremely important information hidden behind a paywall, but it really doesn't; the most important thing revealed there is that Anankos is the one instigating the war, which boils down to giving the demon Azura keeps referring to in CQ a name. Every other plot thread throughout CQ is explained and resolved by the end just as well, if not better, than in Rev, so i really don't get why he decided to fixate on CQ foreshadowing Rev as one of his major criticisms throughout the video.
Then, in one of the stupidest plot points of the entire franchise, Azura comes up with a genius plan of exposing Garon's true form by conquering all of Hoshido to get the false king to sit on a special chair.
And here i thought i was going to have to go in-depth when i got to this part; seriously, i'm still surprised Excel practically skipped over this scene. It's much more important to the story and characters than Lilith's death, yet he puts significantly more effort into deconstructing the irrelevant death scene of an equally-irrelevant side character than to deconstructing the entire reason the story plays out the way it does from the halfway-point onwards, being content to just explain what happens in the scene, call it stupid, refuse to elaborate further, and leave; what the hell are these priorities?
Chapter 17
Corrin's forces non-lethally defeat several squads of Hoshido ninjas before it is discovered that Kotaro has dared to take a captive; the horrifying audacity of such a dishonorable action is enough to convince Corrin to murder Kotaro and slaughter his entire clan down to the last man.
The second half of that sentence is just Excel being a rat; Corrin asks Kotaro to release his hostages, Xander escalates the situation by threatening him with violence once he refuses, and then Kotaro starts a fight with the group and gets himself killed. Trying to portray the battle as starting just because Corrin didn't like Kotaro taking a hostage is ridiculously disingenuous.
The story unfortunately has the audacity to once again rub Corrin's moral high ground in our faces by telling us how they didn't kill any Hoshidan soldiers; i assume that the credit for the deaths of Kotaro and his forces was intentionally left vague.
Excel's argument that Corrin and their forces not killing any Hoshidan soldiers was done to give Corrin the moral high ground is asinine; it's much more likely to have been included so Saizo being buddy-buddy with Corrin and Kaze during the end of the chapter made more sense and to maintain consistency with previous chapters, where they did the same thing but to more and better-armed platoons instead of a bunch of half-dead soldiers, especially when Corrin canonically kills Hoshidan soldiers in every chapter of Conquest from this point onwards and in most chapters prior.
Also, what the fuck is he talking about with “i assume that the credit for the deaths of Kotaro and his forces was intentionally left vague”? i find it incredibly difficult for this line to mean anything other than giving Corrin significant credit for the death of Kotaro:
Saizo: You also helped me to finally avenge my father's death.
Even if we were to argue that it still leaves room for interpretation on who personally killed Kotaro, the only reasonable interpretations of that line are that Corrin or someone in their group killed Kotaro, at which point that's the game giving them direct credit for his death, or that Saizo did it instead, at which point that's the game giving them credit for killing dozens of enemy soldiers in order to give Saizo the opportunity to deal with Kotaro; unless Excel's unironically trying to argue that Saizo soloed Kotaro and his army while Corrin did nothing to help (while conveniently ignoring the line that explicitly states otherwise), this argument is idiotic.
Lastly, why would Corrin killing Kotaro and his forces be morally bad for them to do, to the point of sullying their supposed “moral high ground”? Kotaro attacked them first and (practically) unprovoked and had every intention of killing them; how is blatant self-defense supposed to be a mark against their morality? The only way this could possibly work as a gotcha is if Excel's trying to argue that Conquest only ever portrays murder as an exclusively bad thing, something easily debunked by pointing out that chapters 18 and 26 exist.
Chapter 18
Xander and Ryoma have a cat fight over who is actually Corrin's non-blood-related big brother, but this is interrupted by Izana, who has actually been replaced and impersonated by the illusion wizard Zola, who uses this opportunity to capture the unarmed Hoshidans and try to execute them to win the war instantly and gain favor with king Garon; Xander and Corrin disagree with this treachery and decide to stop Zola which, if nothing else, is at least consistent with the previous chapters.
Excel has no basis for his claim that Zola killing the Royal siblings would have ended the war instantly; the Hoshidan army in BR is fully aware that the siblings all went on what could have very well been a suicide mission to assassinate Garon, leaving it to fend for itself, and still fights to the bitter end to protect it's home, even as it's pushed back to the throne room and on the brink of losing the war. Zola going through with his plan would, at best, have left Hoshido without a royal family while the rest of the game went on completely unchanged and, at worst, enraged the Hoshidan soldiers to the point of them refusing to surrender, leading to significantly more casualties than in canon.
Upon the map's completion Zola is cornered and begs for his life, but Leo executes him so Corrin doesn't have to.
Corrin wouldn't have executed Zola at all; they were about to let him leave prior to Leo killing him. Leo saying verbatim that “i did it so you wouldn't have to” is just a weird and stupid line given how he knows that Corrin was about to let Zola go and wouldn't have agreed to execute him even if Leo had explained to them why he should be killed, meaning that Corrin killing Zola was never a possibility in the first place; while this doesn't fix the EN version of the line being dumb, since i agreed to only use that version of the script when responding to the video, it's worth noting that that convo goes pretty differently in JP:
Kamui: L- Leon…? You didn’t- have to kill…
Leon: Why not? Big sis Kamui. If we kept that guy alive, what would happen if Father found out we helped Hoshido nobility?
Leo doesn't in any way phrase what happened as him taking the moral responsibility of executing a defenseless enemy away from Corrin and into himself in JP, only explaining why Zola needed to die after a shocked Corrin questions why he did that; it's actually weirdly-consistent, given what happens with Iago later on in CQ, for Treehouse to take scenes that originally only served to showcase Leo's ruthlessness and willingness to kill even defenseless people with little to no remorse on his part and change them into Leo being just as disturbed as Corrin at the prospect of executing defenseless enemies but doing it anyway in order to spare Corrin's conscience. Again, not a point against the video, just something i felt like pointing out.
Corrin takes this opportunity to ponder about another world where everyone gets along; they're trying to get you to buy the 20 dollar Revelation route dlc.
Corrin explicitly states that their dream is to have everyone on both sides of the royal family survive the war and make peace with each other after it ends, a dream that bears no correlation to convincing the royal families to unite against Anankos in order to put an end to the war before it even properly starts and ensuring cooperation in the process. Unless Excel is going to bite the bullet and argue that the basic concept of “Corrin wants both royal families to survive and be on good terms after a conflict is over” is a Rev reference in and of itself, something i know he won't do because Corrin has expressed that desire multiple times in the prior chapters but he never commented on those instances, this point is idiotic.
After a yet-again uneventful Chapter 19 synopsis (outside of Excel claiming *again* that Corrin doesn't kill people through most of Conquest, but i'm not wasting significant post space on something i've debunked thrice already), we get to:
Chapter 20
Fuga dusts off his non-lethal wounds and non-lethally tells Corrin to do whatever he wants, because the story and every other character will bend over backwards to justify his actions.
I wasn't aware that Fuga confirming that the Yato didn't make a mistake by choosing Corrin as it's wielder, meaning the path they're currently on is indeed destined to save the world and they should keep following it, was actually him telling them to do whatever they want; i need to check out Excel's personalized copy of Conquest, that seems like it does a crazy amount of changes to the story.
More seriously, Fuga, Azura, and maybe the Hoshidan royals are the only characters to try and justify Corrin's actions in all of CQ, and i still don't really get how “the story” is supposed to be reaching to try and justify their actions; Corrin's actions are inherently just due to the context of the story and what it means for the Yato to choose someone as it's wielder, and the scene at the end of chapter 20 is just reaffirming that.
Chapter 21
Iago laments that Corrin has apparently suffered zero casualties which will, uh- come on, look, 16 dead characters, and the game doesn't even acknowledge it.
I'll give him this point because we're both using the english version of the script, but just for clarity's sake, this is an issue with the localization of the game, not the game itself:
Iago: …Hmph…Lady Kamui seems to have passed through the Wind Clan village. I thought she would’ve lost a hand or foot or two by this point, but there’s nothing interesting in this. The stairway is a dangerous place said to lead straight to hell…How many of your comrades will disappear? I’m looking forward to it.
Iago never states anywhere in JP that Corrin and everyone in their group made it through the Wind Tribe village alive, only that Corrin and *only* Corrin made it past unharmed; they could have lost as many people due to the player's ineptitude as it was possible to and the statement would still be perfectly valid.
and for some bizarre reason the Hoshidan defenders have already all been killed and replaced by Iago's faceless.
I wonder why the Faceless, a bunch of mindless brutes under orders from Iago, wouldn't get along well with Hoshidan soldiers and had to kill them all in in order to set up an ambush, or why Iago would ever think that sending a near-endless amount of Faceless Corrin's way would be more likely to result in one of their comrades dying than a small platoon of fodder Hoshidan soldiers; truly a mystery for the ages.
No cap, this might just be the stupidest point in the video so far; how in the fuck did Excel not realize how much of an idiot he'd have to be to say “it's bizarre that the Faceless killed the Hoshidan soldiers occupying the stairway in order to set up their ambush” despite knowing full well that the two factions aren't on friendly terms?! How did this both make it into the final draft and get recorded without him realizing how stupid that claim was to anyone with two brain-cells to rub together?!
And despite this tragic incident being caused by a need to hurry up and escape, Xander and Corrin somehow find the time to sit in place and have a roughly 500 word conversation mourning Corrin's astral plane dragon-sister-made-landlord, and this is extremely understandable, because i for one am extremely emotionally invested in this character who in this route has had a total of two appearances.
I'll give Excel Lilith's lack of screentime, but the “look at how long they spend talking and standing still despite being in a rush to run away from the Faceless” criticism is just another example of him being a dimwit; here's the part of that scene he oh-so-conveniently decided to skip over:
Azura: Yes, thanks to Xander's incomparable skill, we somehow made it out alive. We're sorry to have kept you waiting.
Unless Xander's secretly really skilled at running away from fights, the only reasonable interpretation of that statement is that he killed all the Faceless already and, as such, they have all the time in the world to grieve over Lilith; going back to college and getting some classes in basic reading comprehension before writing the script would have done this video wonders, methinks.
Shigure's Paralogue
We find ourselves suddenly on a boat, in a scene jarringly disconnected from any part of the main story
No shit, Sherlock; they quite literally travelled to a different dimension while on R&R from the war in order to pay Shigure a visit. How is something like that supposed to connect to the main story when the entire point of the scene is that they're taking a break from the main story?
At the end of the map it is revealed that all of Shigure's friends are dead, but that's okay, because they didn't have names and he can now be drafted into her army as a child soldier.
Firstly, prove that Shigure's underage; secondly, i dunno why he's exposing himself as never having read Shigure's supports. He could have just left that part out of the script and not made himself look like a clown by implying that the story doesn't care about Shigure's dead friends and family despite multiple of his supports being centered around his grief at losing them.
Nina and Midori's paralogues
Somehow, in the midst of invading a foreign country, Silas has found a way to resurrect himself from the dead to protect some old man's funko pop collection.
(Later…)
Nina finds herself intrigued by the interactions between Niles and Silas, the latter of which is, in fact, dead.
The paralogue melancholically ends with Midori hallucinating a conversation with her father's ghost.
I'm surprised Excel never realized that Silas and Kaze have plot armor and them losing all their HP causes them to be crippled and incapable of fighting again, not die; i'd have expected someone on his twitch chat to inform him of that fact, or at least for him to find out himself after double-checking Silas and Kaze's defeat quotes, if he evidently thought the two of them showing up despite being “dead” was weird enough to warrant making basically the exact same joke about it thrice.
Chapter 23
Conflict is brewing in the Nohrian army and two factions have formed: one half that is loyal to king Garon, for some reason, and the other half that is loyal to Xander, for some other unspecified reason.
Goddamn, was Excel really in such a rush to pop this video out asap?
Azura: …You should know that Garon's men don't agree with our choice to keep them alive. We should keep close watch on them, or I shudder to think what might happen.
Azura is all but spelling out that the reason the Nohrian army's loyalty is split between Garon and Corrin is that the former half wants to kill every Hoshidan soldier they see without taking prisoners, even if they're surrendering, while the latter half wants only to kill as many people as needed to conquer the country and are willing to spare surrendering soldiers; How did he miss something this obvious?!
Chapter 24
In chapter 24 of this Conquest ironman the Nohrian army enters the Hoshidan capital and starts committing some atrocities; addressing these unwarranted acts of brutality, the wise prince Xander bows his head and solemnly says to Corrin there's actually zero difference between good and bad things, you imbecile you.
This just beat the “the Faceless killing Hoshidan soldiers is bizarre” claim as the biggest showcase of ineptitude in the video; Xander's point is that absolute justice doesn't exist and that bad actions can lead to good outcomes and vice versa, therefore they shouldn't risk dooming the world by trying to stop the slaughter and likely getting themselves pointlessly killed in the process; the bad and stupid part of that speech is Xander saying that they shouldn't let evil men's visions take precedence over their own, even as he's letting an evil man's vision take precedence over his own, but that's not even a point i can give to Excel, since he just takes the lazy way out and strawmans the fuck out of that speech instead of properly criticizing what's wrong with it.
Chapter 26
In the following cutscene Leo kills Iago so Corrin doesn't have to, a reocurring theme already well established by this point.
I'll give him this point in EN, if only because Corrin explicitly thanking Leo for killing Iago for them is pretty irrefutable evidence, but for clarity's sake, that is not what Corrin says in JP:
Corrin: Leon… I’ve caused you trouble.
The only thing that line means is Corrin apologizing to Leo for pushing him into killing a defenseless person again, this time due to a fight they're directly responsible for starting due to sparing Hinoka; nowhere in that scene is it implied Corrin wouldn't have just killed Iago themselves, other than their hesitating to do so after he begs for his life, a hesitation that lasts all of a few seconds before Leo barges in and killsteals them, giving them no time to go through with it themselves.
Chapter 27
In chapter 27 of this Conquest ironman, the Nohrian royals lampshade the flagrant plot contrivances that have brought them to this point.
How is Leo asking Corrin how they found out about Garon being dead, why they didn't tell them earlier, and why only they and Azura know about it lampshading contrivances? I could maybe see the first and third questions fitting that bill if i were to be generous to Excel and point out that the answer is “because of a truth-revealing crystal ball that comes out of nowhere in this route”, but the answer to the second one isn't in any way contrived; the Nohrian royals would never believe Corrin and Azura based off their words alone, therefore they had to get them to the Hoshidan throne room in order to show them irrefutable evidence for their claim.
Chapter 28
Takumi shows up, apparently having already died in chapter 23, and tells Corrin that his corpse is being pocketed by a mysterious entity, but he won't say any more unless Corrin pays 20 bucks for the Revelation dlc.
What? Takumi doesn't know anything more about the situation than what he tells Corrin; plus, the only thing Revelation adds to this scene is giving Anankos a name and nothing more. The how and why of Takumi and Garon being possesed are genuinely significantly better explained in CQ than in Rev, which are the only things of relevance to this scene.
He then expresses his true heartfelt feelings, that Corrin never did anything wrong and that all of the legitimate grievances he had were completely unjustified.
I need to peep his personalized copy; changing Takumi's confession from him saying that he always wanted to befriend Corrin throughout Conquest, even as he felt hurt and betrayed by what they were doing, into him saying that Corrin did nothing wrong and all his complaints were unjustified sounds like a crazy modification to the story, and i'd love to question IS on why Excel's such a special boy that they went through the trouble of rewriting the scene just for him.
Azura also mysteriously disappears for reasons not elaborated on in this route, and you can only save her by paying 20 bucks for the Revelation dlc.
Maybe so in Excel's personalized copy, but for everyone else, there's a pretty obvious elaboration on why she disappears in a line he already brought up:
Azura: I didn’t plan on ever doing this again… But I will now use my forbidden song to weaken the curse and help free you. Once I use this power… Takumi, Ryoma… I wonder if you’ll be upset at me for joining you so soon. Or maybe you’ll be happy to see me too... ... ♪
Blud must have contracted Garon's supposed object impermanence; either that, or he's being an inept rat again, given how he already referenced the in-route explanation for why Azura disappears and still thought this would be a good gotcha.
Buy Revelation today to get the golden route ending where everyone lives, except for the ones that don't; buy Revelation today, buy Rev today, buy Rev today, buy the dlc i swear to god buy it please please, don't you want to see all your favorite characters happy? buy it now buy it buy it
This entire rant is just Excel being a rat and making an argument that he doesn't realize would require him to bite a bullet so large no one would unironically do so in order to be valid; every single time he portrays something in CQ as a Rev reference he's either factually wrong or trying to use the fact that different things happen in a different route as IS shilling for people to buy it. Even if i were to just start bootlicking him and gave him that second part, he'd also have to argue that Path of Radiance setting things up that are only revealed and/or paid off in Radiant Dawn is also IS shilling for people to buy RD every time PoR sets up a plot point to be explained in the former, along with any instances of a piece of fiction with a planned sequel leaving things up in the air for a sequel to explore and explain also being an instance of the creator shilling for people to buy said sequel, otherwise he's a flagrant hypocrite.
Besides, he's blindly assuming that IS had mind-reading skills and foresaw that people playing CQ would randomly know that Rev is the route where most of the characters survive; Rev was only ever marketed as a route where Corrin refuses to side with either kingdom and sets out to find the truth behind the war, so even if i started hyper-sucking him off and gave him both of the first two criticisms, the entire argument would still fall apart due to, at it's very core, being built off working backwards from a conclusion and assuming that IS expected players to have future sight when playing CQ.
In a following cutscene, Xander is crowned king and gives a speech about how war benefits nobody, immediately after conducting a war of aggression that has exclusively benefited Nohr.
Nope, this is the true heir to the throne of “biggest display of flagrant incompetence in the video”; Excel literally pulled the “no one on either side of the kingdom benefited in the slightest from the war” gotcha completely out of his ass. Xander only says that Garon was a cruel leader, that he won't follow in his footsteps, and that Hoshido suffered from the war, never that no one in Nohr benefitted from it; i would adore to take a gander at Excel's personalized copy of Conquest, since that's the only explanation for this point making it into the video that doesn't require him to either be a lazy fuck who'd rather strawman a very simple speech than actually spend the two minutes necessary to read it, or a grossly inept dimwit, and for what it's worth, i'm willing to give him the former denomination rather than the latter.
Hinoka and Sakura forgive Corrin for invading their country and killing their brothers because it wasn't his fault and he can do no wrong.
I wasn't aware Corrin secretly had mind-control powers all along and forced Takumi to jump off a tall wall and Ryoma to slice open his own stomach, especially when they were trying to take the former in as a POW and the latter would have just been killed by Garon anyway if they hadn't done it themselves; Excel needs to release his personalized copy of Conquest for the world to see.
Besides, i thought he claimed Corrin never kills people throughout all of Conquest unless stated otherwise; if that's the case, what would Hinoka and Sakura be angry at them for? They didn't kill anyone during the invasion and gave the former her kingdom back as soon as the war was over, so i fail to see a single good reason for anyone to be angry at them, according to his logic.
Lastly, yes, it unironically wasn't Corrin's fault that their kingdom was invaded and their brothers died; Nohr is so much more powerful than Hoshido that they would have won the war even without Corrin's help, except with the entire royal family dead and a lot more casualties on the Hoshidan side.
To celebrate the tremendous loss of life, Nohr will have a grand banquet for everyone in the capital.
I find it very interesting that Excel doesn't make this exact same criticism against every FE ending; all of them end with the heroes triumphant and relaxing after a lot of bloodshed, and in CQ's case specifically it's even more justified due to Nohr finally getting enough food from Hoshido to feed everyone in the country for the first time in decades, if not centuries.
The rest of the video is just a couple of mid jokes followed by self-congratulations, so i'll end this here; shame that Excel put out a 3/10 video for something as important as a subscriber landmark, but there's always next time.
Later.
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The world through the windows seemed to have been painted in white. Snow had begun to fall at dawn, and now covered Rifthold completely. Manon sighed, making the glass in front of her blurry.
The queen had arrived just before the storm, and the weather was already unbearable. Even being more resistant to the cold than any mortal she didn't want to go outside now. Manon's bare toes curved on the cold stone floor. The chambers separated for her were directly connected to the ones she was in, so she hadn't bothered to put anything on or change the clothes she had worn to sleep, all she had done was braid her hair.
Which turned out not to be a good decision, as the fire in the hearth was low and not warming the room enough. Manon curled her finger around a silver string hanging from the window frame, trying to ignore the cold. The place, like the rest of the castle, was covered in Yule decorations, with ornaments and candles scattered all over the furniture.
No one would fail to recognize the way even that small room was a display of Adarlan's riches. It looked beautiful, though she didn't think it was worth so many hours of work. The sound of footsteps, followed by a turning knob, reached her ears before the door suddenly opened, causing her to turn to face the king standing in the doorway.
— Is that my shirt?
Dorian looked at her with his head slightly bowed, wearing only gray sleep pants and a few gold rings on his left hand. His dark hair was messy, as if he had just got up. He was handsome.
Manon almost rolled her eyes at the thought. And at the smirk on his face. Stupid male arrogance. The witch crossed her arms.
— I didn't notice what I was wearing when I went to sleep. Do not think it has anything to do with you.
His smile narrowed a little, and he raised his eyebrows.
— You didn't come to see me yesterday.
When the witch had arrived — with her clothes half-frozen and her muscles completely sore — she would have rather collapsed on the bed with him. But she knew that if she had done that she would want to talk to Dorian, probably take off his clothes as well, so she had preferred to stay in her own rooms — which she almost never used.
— It was late when I arrived. I'm sure it was past your bedtime.
He tilted his head back and laughed at her answer, and that lightness, which had only appeared after the war, only made him more handsome. Dorian took a step toward her, and Manon quickly moved out of his reach. He always seemed to forget that he wasn't the only one who could be annoying.
The queen turned away and stopped at the door to the dining room, on the soft carpet instead of the icy floor. He didn't roll his eyes, nor did he tease her back as she had expected. Dorian smiled, looking almost content as he began to walk closer to her. He was not looking at Manon, but at something above her.
The queen followed the direction of his gaze. There was a small ornament in a garland on the door, a mistletoe, hanging right above her. The king was no longer looking up when Manon looked back at him to ask what was so interesting about the plant. He held her face and surprised her with a kiss.
She widened her eyes and raised her eyebrows for a second before kissing Dorian back. It wasn't the kind of kiss that had them both ripping each other's clothes off in seconds. This one was almost amused, as if he was claiming victory for catching her by surprise. Dorian pulled away faster than she expected, leaving her breathless.
— It's a Yule tradition. Two people must kiss if they are under a mistletoe.
She frowned at the explanation. He still had his hands on her cheeks.
— That doesn't make any sense. —He shrugged, as if to say that he did not create the rules. — Was that just an excuse to kiss me?
— Do I need one?
She didn't even try to argue, and that seemed to make his smile grow wider. They both knew he didn't need it. He began to draw circles with his thumb on her skin.
— I missed you.
Manon looked away. She always tensed up when Dorian said that sort of thing. Not because she didn't like it, but because she mostly didn't know how to respond. She couldn't say what she was feeling so easily. A bitter taste spread in her mouth. It must be the result of spending a hundred years being forced to act as if she felt nothing but hate. As if he had heard her thoughts, he pulled the conversation back to teasing.
— I know you miss me too, witchling. Don't waste your time trying to pretend otherwise.
— I wouldn't be so sure, princeling. — She let the same smile reach her face, though she was pretty sure it was much more thankful than sarcastic.
— I notice, you know. When you lay with me while I'm reading. You are wearing my clothes. — She rolled her eyes, and he poked the tip of her nose in response. — Don't think that I don't know this is what you mean when you do these things. I don't need a dramatic declaration.
She didn't pull away when he put his arms around her. He always, even when the two of them barely knew each other, seemed to easily understand what she was feeling. Even when the rest of the people thought she didn't feel anything. That could be annoying sometimes, but it was a relief when it was hard for the her to even accept that she was feeling something, so showing it could be worse.
She wouldn't have minded staying there longer, if the icy morning breeze hadn't started to come in through the gaps in the window.
— It's cold.
Immediately, the flames in the fireplace rose and his magic enveloped them both in a comfortable warmth. Indeed, everyone should have the luck to have a king with pure magic as a lover.
— Good thing I have the most beautiful queen in the world to warm my bed, then.
— You're the one warming my bed.
He pulled away, but not far enough to let go of her waist. Dorian pointed to the room behind the half-opened door.
— The bed is mine.
She raised an eyebrow.
— Is it ?
Manon turned away before he could see she was smiling. The witch started to walk toward the room, but didn't even make it past the doorway before Dorian grabbed her hand and turned her around again. He was pointing upwards with a grin in his face.
There was another mistletoe in the door frame.
— How many damn decorations-
He interrupted Manon with another kiss. This time, neither of them pulled away.
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outercrasis · 2 years
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Alleviating Boredom
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Pairing: Frank Castle x afab!Reader x Din Djarin
Word Count/Rating: 5.4k / Explicit (18+)
Warnings: SMUT, reader uses gn!pronouns, a few uses of girl bc it's Frank ok?, reader is a brat, M/F M/M dynamics, fingering, oral (f&m), unprotected sex, dirty talk (let me know if something was missed)
Summary: Staking out a motel isn't as fun as it seems, but maybe it isn't all that bad.
A/N: HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY @honestly-shite I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH!!! My apologies for this being late, but it needed to be done right for your special day. I adore you and writing this filth for you feels like the very least that I can do to show that 😘🥰💕
Also a huge huge thank you to @sergeantbannerbarnes who beta read this and was an absolute lifesaver when I got stuck with this! I couldn't have done this without them 💕
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It’s been days now hiding out in this old musty motel. You feel like you’re losing your mind. You haven’t been this stagnant in years, forced to wait and see what shakes loose. If it weren’t so important, you probably would have left this room behind long ago and fought your way for answers. Unfortunately that’s a bad idea right now, as your two fellow companions keep reminding you of when you inevitably start getting antsy again.
You’re laying on one of the queen beds, back against the creaky headboard waiting for something to happen. You turned off the TV a while ago, irritated by the same ads playing over and over again. There was nothing good on anyway. 
Frank is sitting at the small excuse for a table they put in this room, field stripping and cleaning his gun again. You’d complain more if you didn’t love watching the elegant way his fingers move around it. They carefully trace every angle, every contour of the weapon, making sure that every square inch is as spotless as the last. He’s meticulous, so absorbed in the meditative monotony of the task that he doesn’t even notice your staring. Din does.
Din always notices. It’s one of the things you love about him, his sharp eyes saving both of your asses on multiple occasions, but you hate when those same eyes are turned on you. He never misses a trick. For fuck’s sake, he noticed how into Frank you were before you realized it for yourself. 
What’s worse is now that Din knows, he teases you relentlessly. Around Frank it's nothing overt, subtly pushing your buttons to see you get worked up until you break and drag him to the bathroom for relief. It seems to be Din's main source of entertainment while you're cooped up in this place. You can’t really blame him – lord knows there’s nothing else to do while you’re here.
When you're alone is when Din pulls out all the stops. His thick fingers pumping in and out of you, whispering filth in your ear about how he knows you wish Frank would fill you up while Din lays claim to your throat. You don’t have any deniability with the way your cunt clenches at the thought. You haven’t been able to look Frank in the eye since Din put the idea in your head days ago.
Sensing the shift in your mood from across the room, Din drops the curtain from where he was peeking behind it. 
"See anything?" Frank asks, not looking up from his gun.
"Still nothing."
For a moment, you think Din is about to walk over to the bed and tease you, but then he decides to do something far worse. He heads towards the door.
"I'll be back. We need more food if we're going to be stuck here longer."
You know exactly what he's doing, the bastard. You don't miss any of his tricks either. Jumping up from the bed, you frantically look for your shoes wherever you kicked them off the other day. "I'm coming with you."
Din shakes his head. "Sorry mesh'la, too big of a risk. Stay here and keep Frank company."
You're glad Frank doesn't bother with looking up. If he did, he would have seen the bullshit teasing smile pulling at the corners of Din's lips despite his dry delivery giving nothing away. He slips out the door before any further argument can be had and you're left standing, still shoeless, in the middle of the room glaring at the door.
You glance over at Frank, who you catch watching you out of the corner of his eye. Now things just feel awkward. Your clear eagerness to be out of the room, your recent inability to look Frank in the eyes, much less hold a conversation with him – it's all too much. 
Din's presence has been the only thing acting as a buffer. Now that he's gone you don't know what to do with yourself. Uncomfortable with the situation you and your renegade fantasies have helped to create you lean back on the only defense you know.
You plop down on the edge of the bed closest to Frank. Silence stretches on, only the strange ambient noises of the motel room and the slight squeak of fabric on metal as Frank scrubs the barrel of his gun to fill the air. It feels like a dam about to break.
"How many times are you gonna clean that thing? I thought after the first five times you did that it would be squeaky.”
Frank huffs and continues cleaning. You decide to poke the bear a bit more. “Seriously though, are you that bad at cleaning it or is it something else?”
Gently, Frank sets the gun down. You didn’t really expect him to give in so quickly. Din usually lasts considerably longer when you’re trying to get under his skin. Then again, Din knows it’s a game.
“What’s your deal, huh? You go days not lookin’ at me, hardly saying a word, and now what? You’re givin’ me shit for keeping myself occupied?”
You’re desperately trying to not focus on the spread of Frank’s legs or the thickness of his fingers laced together. You drag your eyes up to his face. He’s squaring you with a look you don’t care for. Sizing you up, trying to figure you out. It’s enough to keep you from becoming completely distracted by the gorgeous sharp angles of his face. So unlike the beautiful curves of your Mandalorian and yet still so inviting.
You continue to deflect. “You know, when we decided to team up with you I thought there would be a bit more punishing.”
“Is that it? Got your panties in a twist because you don’t like waiting a little bit?” he grunts. You try to ignore the dampness you feel pooling in your panties at his mere mention of them.
“My panties are not in a twist.”
“Nah, nah, that’s right,” Frank says, leaning back in his chair, thrusting his hips slightly to make himself comfortable. His thighs look particularly inviting in that position, the denim doing nothing to hide how thick and powerful they are. He runs his thumb over his bottom lip, eyes narrowing in that way they do when he’s irritated by something. “They’re in Din’s pocket aren’t they?”
Well shit. You didn’t see that coming. “Excuse me?”
“Listen, if the two of you are going to fuck in there again at least turn on the shower or something for me, yeah?” Frank asks, thumb jutting over towards the bathroom.
Your face burns at the thought of Frank hearing you, of what he could have heard. It’s not like you and Din have been coy about your bathroom activities, but you were at least trying to keep it down. You bit Din hard enough to bruise the other night in an effort to keep your noises contained. Apparently through cheap motel walls that’s not enough.
You’re about to give this up, stammer out some apology or something when you realize – Frank won’t look at you. It’s so unlike him, always staring his enemies down, always taking them head on. It gives him away.
“You know what? I think you’re jealous.”
Frank chuckles a dry, nearly humorless laugh. “Is that so, sweetheart?”
“Yeah, I think you are. I bet you wanted to press your ear up against that door and catch every little sound. Probably jacked off to the bits you managed to hear.”
Frank suddenly zeroes in on you, like he's placed you under a microscope. “You’d like that wouldn’t you? Knowing that I was listening in?”
You balk, not expecting him to turn the tables on you so quickly. He hit the nail on the head and while you could lie to him outright words are failing you completely. You don't want to lie. You want to see what he'll do.
He keeps talking when you don't. “Yeah, I thought so. You’re terrible at playing things close to the chest, girl.” He looks smug, making you desperate to turn things back around on him. You’ve never been good at letting someone else have the upper hand. 
Getting up from your perch on the bed, you scoff, stretching, making a show of it for Frank to watch. You know he is – his eyes are burning into your skin, greedy for the small strips that are revealed. "You know what, Frank?"
"Hmm?"
"You're right. I am terrible at it."
You climb into Frank's lap, inviting yourself directly into his space. He doesn't know what to do. His hands hover over your body, unsure of whether or not he should even touch. You can see the thoughts buzzing through his mind, completely thrown off by this sudden turn of events. You're more than a little proud to have caught him so off guard. It’s not often anyone gets one up on Frank Castle.
You lean in towards him, still curious to see what he might do. His eyes are searching yours, caught like a deer in headlights, until you break eye contact – dipping down to mouth along the column of his throat. Biting at his jugular, you feel his breath hitch, his large hands finally finding a place on your hips.
“What- uh- you can’t- Din-” His voice comes out like gravel, caught between pushing you further onto his lap or throwing you off.
“He said to keep you company.”
“I don’t think he meant like this, sweetheart."
You give an experimental roll of your hips against Frank. His hands squeeze hard, pulling you down against the growing bulge in his jeans despite his own reservations.
“You’d be surprised. With the way he talks about you, he might like you more than I do. He’s just too chicken shit to make the first move.”
You nip along Frank’s sharp jawline, crushing your body against him before capturing his lips with yours. You’ve been fantasizing about this for weeks, watching as Frank licks, thumbs, or bites his lips, and fuck does he deliver. It’s so different from kissing Din and no less exceptional.
Din always kisses you like it’s the last opportunity he’s going to get. Overwhelming, devouring in all the best ways. His tongue sliding across yours, sucking at your lip, never the first to pull away. Messy and raw, all the parts of himself that he usually likes to keep wrapped up and hidden away. 
Frank kisses like it’s a dance. There’s a push and a pull, his mouth chasing yours while leading it somewhere new. You thought he might kiss like he fights – Harsh. Brutal. You were so far from the truth. All his hard edges smooth away, revealing something tender, something fucking romantic underneath it all.
You haven’t stopped rolling your hips, grinding down onto him. It feels like all too much and not nearly enough. Too many layers of fabric are preventing you from feeling him how you want to – the arms of the chair cutting uncomfortably into your legs as Frank takes up too much space in the small seat. It’s driving you crazy, so close to what you’ve wanted for too many long, drawn out days and unable to properly seek your satisfaction.
“Fuck, fuck, you gotta stop if you don’t want this to continue,” Frank groans beneath you. 
You find the soft spot just beneath the corner of his jaw, sucking and biting at it until it starts to bloom a beautiful purple. “Do you think I’d start something I can’t finish?”
“That fuckin’ mouth of yours,” Frank mumbles, suddenly standing – lifting and tossing you backwards onto the nearest bed. “It’s gonna get you in trouble one day.”
You smile up at him, lips twisting into something wicked. “I was kind of hoping it already did.”
He chuckles, pulling his shirt over his head and giving you a show that makes your heart skip a beat. You've seen Frank in various states of undress at this point, but more often than not he's been torn up and bloody or you've felt the foolish need to avert your eyes. You can't believe you were ever stupid enough to do that. He’s gorgeous.
Frank isn’t as big as Din, you’re not sure anyone could be, but the man is cut. You suppose there is something to the mini-workout routine he does in the motel that drives you insane in more ways than one. Scars litter his torso, stories of fights and injuries past, but they don’t bother you. Both you and Din don’t look all that dissimilar, all of your histories spelled out on your skin. You can’t help but wonder if Frank will ever teach you how to read his.
Staring at him, you can feel your mouth go dry but you refuse to be outdone. You sit up, tearing off your shirt and sports bra in one go to make yourself evenly matched. It has the intended effect. Frank stops just shy of the bed, staring down at you with wide eyes.
"Are we just going to stare at each other all day or are you going to do something, Castle?" you tease.
"That’s it."
Frank is suddenly over top of you, pinning you to the bed under his large frame. You can't help the tiny squeal that escapes you at his quick movement, embarrassment at letting your mask slip heating you as much as your pooling arousal. As expected, it didn’t go unnoticed by Frank. You can’t say you’re fond of that commonality he shares with Din. You’ll never be able to get anything by the two of them.
Frank chuckles at you beneath him. “You like this, huh? Didn’t expect that from you.”
Stuck as you are, all you can do is look away and avoid eye contact. No witty reply is coming to mind and you can’t, can’t give him the satisfaction of caving so quickly. Frank’s hand wraps around your jaw, pulling you to look at him. 
“Don’t get shy on me now, sweetheart, you asked for this.”
You want to be mad. You want to shove him off of you, tell him to fuck off, but he’s right and worse he knows it. There’s a glint in his eye telling you that he’s enjoying this as much as you are – inspiring you to not give up this fight just yet.
“Still waiting for you to do something, asshole.”
“Christ,” Frank growls, sinking down to reclaim your lips with his. His kiss isn't bruising but his hand nearly is, keeping you firmly in place. The contrast makes your head dizzy. 
You can't help but gasp as Frank begins to work his way down your throat – small bites immediately soothed by the cushion of his lips. Spurred on, you buck your hips, desperate for more of his touch.
Frank chuckles, his hands making quick work of your pants. The excitement you feel at getting one step closer doesn't last long. Frank positions his thigh between your legs, but his hands are quick to hold your hips firmly in place. 
"You- ass," you grunt as you fruitlessly try to grind down.
Frank doesn't even acknowledge your curse. Instead he keeps you in place, leaning down to mouth at your breasts. It's torture of the sweetest kind. You can't get enough of him, eager to place your hands anywhere you can get them on him, and greedy for more. 
You're ready to start hitting and pushing at Frank, demanding more than this infuriatingly lethargic pace he decided to establish. You have no idea if he's trying to savor or punish you – maybe both. The motel room door opens just as your hand slips from Frank's shoulder.
Din isn’t carrying any grocery bags. Clearly he decided following through on his excuse to go get more food wasn't necessary. You're not really complaining. This way you might get some actual relief sooner rather than later.
Shutting the door, Din moves his hands to his hips, an amused smile playing on his lips. "I expected you two to be farther along."
Much to your disappointment, Din's appearance makes Frank move away from you and not closer. You glare at Din, knowing that he’s enjoying being a temporary cockblock. You’ve never been very good at delayed gratification. “Not helping."
Din's eyebrow arches at your comment and you know immediately that you've done nothing to help yourself. He sits down in the seat Frank was previously in, folding his hands in his lap. "Grab their hands, they like it when they can't touch."
Frank doesn't hesitate. In one fluid motion he's holding your wrists together in one hand, keeping you firmly in place. A thrill runs down your spine even as your eyes go wide. There hadn’t even been time to try to resist.
"Din, Din, please-" you beg, allowing yourself to break only the smallest amount. It could be enough to break him too.
To your horror, Din chuckles. "You got yourself into this mesh'la. I know you're smart enough to get yourself out."
"Ba-AHH-stard," you squeal as Frank slides his free hand under the band of your panties, the pad of one finger carefully grazing your clit.
"There they go with that fuckin' mouth again," Frank chastises.
"You get used to it," Din comments dryly, like he's talking about the weather. Any smartass comment dies on your lips as Frank’s fingers dip lower, gathering your slick, before bringing it back up to circle your clit. There’s no helping the moan that escapes your lips or the way you chase his hand, demanding more that he keeps infuriatingly out of reach.
Din, true to his word, does nothing to help. If anything, the heat from his stare watching the two of you is only serving to make things worse. They have you pinned down literally and metaphorically – both of these infuriating men more than content to slowly and methodically break you down. You can’t deny that it feels amazing, but you’d also really really like to speed things up.
The edges of your mind are starting to go fuzzy with pleasure. You can hardly remember being bored out of your mind on the other bed, waiting for something exciting to happen. All the entertainment you could ever want is now being provided and yet the still functional parts of your brain are screaming out for more.
You can just see Din over Frank’s shoulder. He’s clearly affected by the sight before him and you decide to give him the final push to join the two of you on the bed. “Din baby,” you call over to him. “Are you really going to let Frankie have all the fun?”
You’re mostly expecting it to backfire. The tactic is pretty transparent, but between the display before him and the neediness in your voice you think it’ll convince him. Frank smiles down at you, knowing your play exactly, and then takes you by surprise as he finally sinks a finger inside you. You think your gasp is what convinces Din to join.
Your eyes slide shut in pleasure, but you can hear the clink of Din’s belt, the soft shuffle of clothes being pulled off and falling to the floor. Suddenly, warm hands are pulling your panties completely off, leaving you bare and exposed.
Frank’s pace hasn’t faltered. Even as the bed dips from Din’s added weight, he keeps his movements slow and steady. It’s maddening. Enough to wind you up, but not enough to take you all the way. Din's close presence only makes it worse.
You open your eyes just in time to see Din’s hand wrap around the nape of Frank’s neck, pulling him into an all consuming kiss. You have no idea how Frank’s fingers don’t stop. You have no idea how you continue to breathe, watching the two men fall into each other. 
Frank’s hands slip from your wrists, fingers tangling themselves into the soft brown curls of Din’s hair. Passionate is the only word you can think of to describe their kiss. The enthusiasm in which they meet each other, tongues dipping into each other’s mouths. You nearly freeze watching them, distracted almost completely by the show. Regaining use of your hands though, you decide to put them straight to work.
Reaching down, you try to take both men into your hands. With Din it’s easier, his boxer briefs doing little to contain his growing length. Frank, for some insane reason, is still wearing his jeans. It’s harder to tease him through the thicker fabric, but not wholly impossible. You know you’ve done something right when you hear Frank groan into Din’s mouth, his fingers stuttering for a brief moment.
Din knows exactly what you’re up to and without looking or breaking the kiss, he reaches down to start undoing Frank’s pants. Together it’s easy work, pushing his jeans and boxers down as far as you can, which is only about mid-thigh. Before you or Din can do anything more though, Frank stands up, pulling them off completely. You’d like to stare and take in the view, but Din has other plans.
He dips down, capturing your lips and quickly replacing Frank’s hand with his own. You’re not entirely sure you could tell the two men’s hands apart by touch alone. Both of them have large hands with thick calloused fingers and both are skilled in using them to make you writhe.
Din moans brokenly into your mouth, the kiss breaking, only for you to look down and see that Frank has pushed down Din’s underwear and taken the Mandalorian’s stiff cock into his hand. In turn, Din pushes another finger into your pussy. You feel like you’re going to explode between the view before you and Din between your legs, but you can’t help at least one more taunt. You're curious to see what it will do to them.
“Is- is that all y-you two got?”
Both of them freeze and you know you’ve done it. They’ve been pushed over the edge and if you weren’t already fucked before, you’re certainly about to be.
“Have you ever heard the phrase quit while you’re ahead?” Frank asks.
“Mesh’la?” Din chimes in. “Doesn’t know the meaning of it. Always has to push it one. step. further.” To further emphasize his point, his fingers sink deeper into you, curling up against that sweet spot only he can ever seem to hit.
Frank takes a similar but different approach. He traces your bottom lip with his thumb, slowly sinking it into your mouth. You can’t help but wrap your lips around him, the lingering taste of metal from his gun on your tongue. Frank looks pleased to have silenced you in any capacity. "Good girl."
There’s no hiding your reaction to that. You clench around Din’s fingers, his pace increasing and thumb landing firmly on your clit. Din sinks down your body, biting and sucking at your hip while Frank keeps you in place with his hand. His free hand reaches down, teasing your nipples and making your back arch.
“You wanna come?” Frank asks. You hum around his thumb, trying to get your desperation across. You’ve been on edge for too long now, Din rapidly bringing you closer to it. You’re not sure you can hold out all that much longer.
“Gonna stop acting like a brat if we let you?”
Any fight left in you evaporates completely as the wet heat of Din’s mouth replaces his thumb on your clit. You can hardly find it in you to shake your head yes, much less come up with any sort of retort. It’s difficult to speak with Frank’s thumb in your mouth anyway. Thankfully the small acknowledgement is enough to appease him.
Frank’s hand presses on the back of Din’s head, pushing him closer into you. You’d be worried about breaking his nose if it weren’t for the waves of pleasure crashing through you, drowning out anything else. There isn’t much technique to it at this point, but his enthusiasm more than makes up for it. It doesn’t take much for your orgasm to overtake you, Din working you through it until you begin to shake from overstimulation.
Frank’s thumb slips from your mouth, an awed expression on his face from watching you come undone. “I get why you’re always in that damn bathroom now.”
If your limbs didn’t feel so heavy, you’d probably hit him for that. Din takes care of shutting him up though, crawling overtop of you to take Frank in his mouth. Your chest is still heaving, coming down from your high. You can’t say that watching Din lick a stripe up Frank’s cock from base to tip is helping you calm down at all. Nor is the broken moan that Frank makes.
Din’s body is mostly draped over yours to reach Frank. The bulk of his weight is lifted, but his skin is still pressed against you, the softness of his stomach resting across half of your chest and left shoulder. Your hand traces the muscles of his arms and chest, more than happy to touch while he makes Frank come undone above you.
Frank is a sight to behold too. His face is flushed, gripping the headboard to keep himself upright. Din's cheeks are hollowed around Frank's cock, setting an even pace as he bobs his head.
You reach up, covering with your hand what Din is unable to fit in his mouth. You match his pace, spit slicking your movements. The noises Frank is making are sinful. You're half certain you recognize them, though they sound much better loud and up close then muffled through a thin bathroom wall. How you and Din ever thought you could be quiet enough in there is a complete mystery.
Din's cock finds the soft space where your thigh meets your hip and he mindlessly begins to grind himself down against you. Pre-cum wets your skin, lessening the friction and driving both of you crazy. It's not long before you're pawing at Din's chest, moving him away from Frank. Both men protest your readjustment with matching groans.
"Shut it," you say, guiding Din towards your entrance and pulling Frank in towards your face. You're thankful arousal hasn't clogged their brains so much that they can't figure out your intentions.
Din pushes inside you, your previous orgasm easing his way. As many times as you've had him, you'll never get over just how good Din feels – as though your bodies were made for each other. You wonder if Frank will fit you just as well.
"So fucking tight, mesh'la," Din grunts, burying himself to the hilt.
Frank waits until you've settled, gently cupping your cheek. You eagerly open your mouth, the weight of his cock heavy on your tongue. He eases in slowly, somehow still managing to be an insufferable tease, when you’d be more than happy to take him in one quick motion. He stops and pulls back when he feels the back of your throat.
They're gentle with you, letting you get used to the two of them, both pairs of hips gently rocking into you. It's enjoyable and extremely considerate, neither seeming particularly concerned with picking up the pace, reveling in what you've offered. It warms your heart, but this was not what you intended with this change in position.
You pull off of Frank with a wet pop and arch an eyebrow. "Are you two going to fuck me or not?"
Din and Frank share a look, dangerous smiles gracing their faces. "Careful what you wish for, girl," Frank growls, pulling you back towards him.
Din hikes up one of your legs, tossing it over his shoulder and fucking into you deeper. You moan around Frank's cock, one of his hands now gripping the back of your head. You grab at Frank's ass, half-moons from your nails now surely pressed into the plush flesh. The pleasure is overwhelming. You can feel the edges of your mind softening, allowing sensation to override lucid thoughts.
"This what you needed?" Frank asks.
"Needed us to fuck the boredom out of you?" Din adds.
You barely manage a response, an attempt at nod of your head.
"Don't worry, mesh'la. We'll make sure you're never bored again. Won't have to keep you to myself in the bathroom anymore."
You could die at the thought of that alone. Bathroom counters start to hurt after a while, not to mention the fact that you won't have to try and keep quiet any longer. The ability to have either man or watch them enjoy each other at any time makes another wave of arousal rush through you.
You hum around Frank, swirling your tongue around the head of his cock. His hips begin to stutter, his grip loosening. "F-fuck, I'm gonna- shit- I'm-"
He spills into your mouth, the salty tang of his cum coating your tongue. You swallow him down eagerly, what you can't take spilling from the corners of your mouth. Din hardly waits for Frank to pull away from you before he's claiming your lips, tongue plunging into your mouth. You're pretty sure you hear Frank swearing more, but it's difficult to process anything other than Din.
The coarse hairs at the base of Din's cock rub at your clit, hurtling you towards your climax. "Din, please," you whine.
He knows your body well, each punch of his hips threatening to knock you up the mattress. "Come for us, mesh'la," he grunts, his own orgasm rapidly approaching.
You fall apart around him, cunt clenching and making him spill into you. Din buries his head into your neck, clinging onto you. You'd complain about his weight, but you've come to expect it. He's always a barnacle after he finishes.
When you're able to open your eyes you find Frank still on the edge of the bed, looking at you both half in awe and half with uncertainty. You slip your leg down Din's body and worm one arm out from under him.
"Come here."
Din shifts, giving Frank space to lay on your other side. He seems almost surprised that you would both invite him so willingly into your space. It makes your heart ache. You wonder about the last time he was shown open and enthusiastic affection, how long it lasted for. For you and Din it had been a long time before you found one another. You don’t imagine Frank has had it any easier.
Frank lays beside you and Din throws an arm across, touching him too. Within a few moments you can already feel Din’s breathing evening out, drifting into a light sleep. Frank snorts. “He always fall asleep like that?” he asks quietly.
You place a soft kiss on the crown of Din’s curls. “Sometimes. Usually when he’s comfortable.”
There’s some irony to that statement. You’ve been staked out in this motel precisely because of how unsafe it is, waiting for your target or one of his associates to show up. Given the nature of your lives though, you suppose there is relative safety and comfort in this room. No one knows the three of you are here. There are two strong and capable men wrapped around you. For at least right now, at this moment, there’s no danger.
"You know he's going to become insatiable for you now, right?" you ask Frank.
He chuckles. "Like you aren't?"
You playfully smack him. "I'm serious. He's fucking annoying sometimes. Always watching you and up in your business." You can feel Din drooling onto your shoulder and due to your own lovesick mind it doesn't gross you out. "He's all or nothing though. He doesn't fuck around."
"Do you?" Frank asks.
"No," you smile. "I don't think you do either, which means you'll fit right in. You already do."
Frank looks at you with an indiscernible expression before kissing your forehead. "Get some rest, sweetheart. I'll take watch."
He hasn't really acknowledged what you've said, but you know in a way that was it for him. Offering to protect the two of you while you're laid out and vulnerable. You snuggle into Din's warm body, feeling content. There will be plenty of time to impress your love onto Frank later – for now, this is enough. 
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