#in any case he literally could not do the thing he said multiple times that he would do

[kagoutiss]

crossposting from twt again but. another reason why i think it’s important that OoT and WW ganon are the same person

#ganondorf #he can follow through on almost anything #except this one thing. #and even when he basically says he’s going to kill them at the end of WW #and gets the chance to #he still doesn’t kill tetra #who he almost certainly made the mistake of Identifying Too Much With #i mean. he does backhand her extremely hard but it was That instead of like. Chopping Her Head Off #in any case he literally could not do the thing he said multiple times that he would do #and its. a lot

[slvttyplum]

one thing about suguru, he can hold a grudge and can hold it for the longest time. he will literally argue with you while he's fucking you, and he has, multiple time in fact.

putting you in missionary while pushing your thighs up to your chest and giving you a kiss before his mood changes, and he starts spouting bullshit, you couldn't even rebuttal like you wanted to and that's exactly why he did what he did.

if he knew you were getting fucked out of your mind with the way his dick was touching and swirling your insides, there was no way you could shoot him down the way he knew you wanted to, and that brought a smile on his face.

no smart remarks, only stuttering and moaning trying to get your point across. he was never going to let you win whatever argument the both of you had that day, if he feels as though you were even on the track to winning, he was going to fuck you until you gave up.

“mm no baby. if i say i want you home at a certain time, that's what i want.” while pushing himself deeper inside of you so that you couldn't say anything and if you did, it would just be inaudible blabbering while you scavenged your brain trying to find the words to say if you could even get it out.

this is something that could be categorized as a toxic trait or “red flag” if anyone knew that suguru pulled you into the bedroom to just fuck you and argue with you while doing it, people would throw a fucking fit, not you though, you tried to hold your own.

blabbering your nonsense trying to defend your case while he dug you out, and it's not even like he did this on a whim. he fucked you so good that it had your toes curling and your stomach caving in like a caprisun.

don't play with him because he will do this off guard and all, you won't even know when he's going to toss you over and slide your panties off and just fuck you like he had all the time in the world. no one liked being right more than suguru did, it was in his everyday agenda to make sure that any and everything he said was right and that if you disagree then he was going to make sure you agreed.

“huh? oh, i thought you said something about me being wrong.” with a smirk on his face. suguru knew you like the back of his hand, of course he would know his favorite person, so with that being said, he knew that fucking you until you couldn't properly form a sentence would get his point across and not yours.

whispering in your ear while he pushed into your sweet spot over and over again, your heart racing so fast and your legs quivering with the amount of force he was putting on your thighs. expanding his point out even more just to hear that pretty voice of yours whimpering and pleading for him to just stop because you couldn't take it anymore.

all the pleasure was building up to the point you were getting cramps, so you knew you were done for.

“tell me im right, tell me that i fucked you so good that i made you a mess.” his mouth near your ear as he continues to fuck you in, your body jolting up and down, your mouth moving but nothing coming out, that's how he knew you were done.

“thought so. good girl.”

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jujustsu kaisen x reader #x reader #jjk suguru #jjk geto #jujutsu kaisen suguru #geto suguru #getou suguru x reader #suguru geto smut #jujutsu geto #geto x reader #geto smut #suguru geto #geto

[alcorian]

So, I just want to say something real quick about Wilbur Soot and the expectation fans have of all his friends to come out and immediately make statements and drop him. I particularly want to talk about Tommy because i see parallels between his relationship with Wilbur and my relationship with an adult who made me feel responsible for his wellbeing. I am not saying that their relationship is like this, just that based on what we've seen it could be, and we should be prepared to be empathetic and understanding to Tommy in case it is like this.

So some background. Starting at 13 or 14, I had a friend in his thirties who made me feel responsible for his mental health. I won't go into great detail, but I was constantly reassuring him and trying to keep him from killing himself, which was something he gave me multiple scares about. He would disappear and not respond to messages for days or weeks after posting suicide notes on his tumblr... but he was fine every time, just stepping away. Still, it scared me every time, and I felt like I hadn't been doing a good enough job helping him be happy.

I was friends with him from 13 to 16 and I felt responsible not just for his happiness, but his life.

It was so difficult to end that friendship that it took him blocking me multiple times before i could accept that he wasn't my responsibility anymore.

I defended him, let him get away with shit, let him have way more power over my life and beliefs and relationships than he should have. Because i was so toxically attached to him and believed what he told me, I seriously hurt my best friend in the whole world and I will never be able to fully express how sorry I am for it.

I'm saying this because there is evidence that Wilbur and Tommy's relationship contains similar dynamics. Wilbur has said that he relies on Tommy for his mental health. They met when Tommy was, what, 15? That's not healthy. Wilbur is an adult. I've also heard that Tommy has had to talk Wilbur down from suicide. This is extremely similar to what I experienced, and as much as it discomforts me to be seriously speculating about two ccs' relationship off-camera, I can't help but see the strong similarities to my story.

And Shelby's story corroborates this kind of behavior from Wilbur. She also was made to feel like Wilbur relied on her. For Shelby it was about his living situation--she felt like he needed her to take care of him, like he was too traumatized or depressed to take care of his own house and affairs, and if she stopped doing it it just wouldn't get done. And because she is a kind person, she didn't want to leave him like that.

This kind of behavior traps the victim in a relationship with the abuser by making them feel guilty if they try to leave or even distance themselves. It makes the victim feel like they cant hurt or go against the abuser in any way, for fear of blood on their hands, literal or metaphorical. It drives you to defend them, to try to stay by their side even as they prove themselves a terrible person.

So if Tommy isn't immediate and decisive in dropping Wilbur, I think we should be understanding. In these sorts of manipulative relationships, its really hard to speak badly of the abuser, and its hard to accept when others say they're abusive. That's an aspect of the abuse.

It took me until I was 13 to even be consciously aware of my mom doing this to me, and I only became aware of that "friend" doing it when I hadn't spoken to him in years.

This is the sort of thing that is VERY difficult to process and navigate and I think we should give Tommy, and other people close to Wilbur, some grace in navigating it. They should still drop him, but I think we should let them take some time because dropping an abuser who acts like this is very difficult, and they make it so on purpose.

#alv posts #wilbur soot #wilbur situation #abuse cw

[themattress]

Untitled Kairi Post

Y'know what? In a way, Kairi was tragically doomed as a character from the very beginning.

"Oh, because she was a love interest and damsel in distress!"

No. Myths, fairy tales and, well, Disney movies have used those tropes for ages, and if you're doing a story where a huge point is the influence of those things, it's kind of a given that the leading lady be a love interest and damsel in distress. And the writing is smart enough to put a twist on the trope given that Kairi's distress is much less than it appeared to be because she's Sora's love interest and he's her's, and after Sora saves her she saves him right back.

"Oh, because she wasn't a playable character or party member!"

No. It would have been nice to have the playable puzzle solving-based Kairi sequence they initially planned at Hollow Bastion, but I can understand why it was removed given how it would slow down the pace following what is perhaps the signature sequence of the game. And in any case it doesn't have any bearing on how things went for the rest of the series, given that Riku also was not a playable character or party member (he just had a crappy AI when pretending to help you fight Parasite Cage all so that he could kidnap Pinocchio).

"Oh, because she was stuck in a coma the whole game!"

NO! God damn it, how much must the game beat the point into your stupid head!?

And who could forget?

Stop laughing right now.

Kairi. Not just "her heart". KAIRI. Since the heart = the person.

I've said it before and I'll say it again, it exposes some serious sexism if one goes with the "Kairi was in a coma" line for KH1 and yet says "Ventus was inside of Sora" post BBS, since it's literally the exact same situation except that Kairi was always awake within Sora's heart as opposed to Ventus only waking up at the end of 3D. It's why Sora felt things regarding Hollow Bastion, why he experienced the memory of Kairi and her grandfather, and why he saw and heard Kairi multiple times. He wasn't hallucinating; that was always really her.

So, enough beating around the bush. What did I actually mean, then?

Well....let's start at the beginning.

Kairi's arc in the original Kingdom Hearts is not just told through the writing. Utilizing a video game as a visual/audible medium, it is also told through animation, voicework and music. During her introductory cutscene, we see Kairi asked by Sora if she remembers the world she was born in before being sent to Destiny Islands. "I told you before. I don't remember." She answers this sincerely. "Nothing at all?" Sora responds. That's when we see this detail.

"Nothing." Kairi is lying. She doesn't remember everything given the trauma caused by being forced out of her old home, but she does remember just enough to understand why it was traumatic. She had a comfortable life there, and a family. She was happy. And then it was all gone in an instant. Now, on Destiny Islands, she is similarly content ("Well, I'm happy here.") and fears risking that same loss. And yet a small part of her still yearns for the past. She loved what she can recall of her past, as she loves her present. She fears only the future.

Riku's fixation on his existential woes and the mysteries of the universe, while also putting her up on some sort of pedestal like she's something special, is not helping at all. Something about it feels wrong to Kairi...wrong and uncomfortably familiar. It's making her very anxious.

But Kairi has someone to lean on and help her keep up an optimistic, cheerful front, perhaps enough to talk herself into believing it: Sora. And during this scene, we hear the track "Kairi I":

This track reflects Kairi's character in this moment. While there is a subtle undercurrent of worry, her heart is strong enough to not let it get to her and look on the bright side as she looks out to the sun setting over the ocean. With Sora's reassurance, she is able to feel as though her home and friends won't change or go away no matter what happens on her, Sora and Riku's planned voyage, which allows her to feel anticipation for it. All finally feels right.

Of course, things were not right, and Kairi ended up in heart form as her body and soul were lost to darkness along with Destiny Islands. From Kairi's POV, she is now in the Station of Awakening (aka Dive to the Heart) and can do little but watch Sora's adventures as she can see them through his eyes, not fully putting it together why she can and where she truly is.

In the scene at Merlin's House, we get to hear "Kairi II".

While it's similar to "Kairi I", there is now a more somber and mysterious feel to it given the present circumstances. While she doesn't know if Sora can hear her, Kairi wistfully waxes nostalgic over how Merlin's House reminds her of the Secret Place on Destiny Islands. And while Kairi feels sad over missing that place, she's also happy that there are places like it elsewhere in the universe. She's clearly learning as much from Sora's journey as Sora is.

Finally, we hear "Kairi III" in the flashback with little Kairi and her grandmother.

And while it starts out reflecting Kairi's childhood innocence, it ends up turning...almost sad. The reason why being one of the most overlooked details of the scene: at the end of the grandmother's story, she disappears, and little Kairi is shown moving her head all around looking for her. This isn't actually part of the memory, but a reflection of Kairi's heart. She knows that she had a grandmother and that her grandmother isn't here anymore, but she can't remember how her grandmother "left". But she at least still exists...within her heart.

Speaking of which, once Kairi's heart returns to her body and Sora loses his heart in the process, Kairi puts her foot down. She may have learned how to better deal with and accept change and loss, but a line still has to be drawn somewhere and Sora is that line for her.

Thus is she able to save him. Later, we see her worry about the future and things changing again when she questions whether anything can be the same between her, Sora and Riku again after the corruption Riku had underwent. Once again, Sora boosts her optimism.

More importantly, he helps her learn, as he does, that even when separated you can take strength in keeping your loved ones (metaphorically) in your heart, and that even if things change and Kairi is cut off from the people and things she loves, they will always exist within her heart, just as with her grandmother and the story she told her about light and darkness.

This is why, in the end, Kairi is able to let Sora go and yet still feel content.

From "Hikari" (JP):

I'll stop doing pointless things like thinking about the future. Today I'll eat delicious things. The future is always before us, Even if I don't know it.

From "Simple and Clean" (EN):

 Regardless of warnings, the future doesn't scare me at all.  Nothing's like before.

This is a really good, really well done character arc.

It's also a very human character arc.

Yes, there are a lot of fantastical things going on, but when you put all of that aside, what are you left with? A young girl moves away from her old home and everything that she ever knew and loved, which gives her anxiety about the same thing happening with the new home and everything that she's come to know and love from it, which now includes a certain boy. She fears the future; she fears change. In the end, she ends up staying in her new home - but the boy moves away! However, through her time spent with him she's learned to accept this because he'll always be a part of her heart, which is something that won't ever change.

When put that way, it sounds positively mundane, and by and large the KH fandom - and Tetsuya Nomura himself for that matter - don't want or like mundane stuff like that. They want the crazy, the overdramatic, the angsty, the flashy, the anime tropeyness they're familiar with. This is why they were unreceptive to Kairi's arc to the fullest degree, as in many of them are literally unaware it even happened because they were too busy fixating on the archetypal Japanese media-style dick measuring contest between Sora and Riku (which is also far deeper than they tend to give it credit for, btw, but I digress). And if that's the case, then the question gets raised: why bother focusing on or expanding Kairi at all? She doesn't "sell".

THIS is why Kairi was doomed from the start. It's not her fault. But it's sadly the truth.

#Disney #Square Enix #Kingdom Hearts #Kairi #Opinion #Analysis #Kairi Deserved Better #This has been a PSA

[suzukiblu]

👉👈 do you have any more of the dubcon ( ;3c dubKON lol) tim//kon thing with the pining kon?

. . . I actually am not even sure what fic you're referencing so maaaaaybe I have written too many fics, lol.

But like, here's an excerpt from something that at least fits that definition?

Superboy fucking hates Gotham.

Well, not necessarily Gotham, but definitely the Riddler and probably Poison Ivy and, like . . . whoever the fuck else decided to set up a goddamn murder-box puzzle room and lock him in it with a drugged-out-of-his-mind Robin and the worst set of instructions ever.

And especially he hates the fact that apparently the whole damn mess was fucking livestreamed.

"This sucks," he mutters under his breath. Robin stares at him from the other side of the briefing table in the middle of the Batcave, because of course Superboy's first time in the Batcave would only happen because he'd fucked up. Like–of course it would.

"I sexually assaulted you in a supervillain deathtrap in front of the entire internet," Robin says very, very carefully. "And we only survived the experience because said deathtrap had faulty wiring. And that . . . 'sucks'?"

"I mean, very much so, yes," Superboy says. Honestly he's more annoyed about the deathtrap than anything else. Like, he tried really hard to solve that stupid puzzle of Riddler's and it's really annoying that he apparently got it wrong. Which–okay, he was pretty distracted at the time because drugged-up Robin had refused to settle for a handy and had basically bullied him into going down on him, but still. That asshole Riddler and his lame-ass bowler hat had been very fucking clear about how said drugs weren't gonna wear off without Robin getting off and how they'd had very limited time to solve his stupid puzzle in, so Superboy had just kinda tried to . . . multitask it, basically. He'd let out-of-his-mind Robin shove him down and fuck his mouth and just kept his hands on the floor so he could use his TTK a little easier and tried to solve the stupid puzzle with it, just in case Robin wasn't gonna snap out of it fast enough.

It'd very literally been a puzzle, for whatever reason–like one of those weird abstract-looking 3D ones–and probably would've been a lot easier to figure out if he'd actually been able to see it as opposed to having to rely on his TTK feeling it out while the whole thing was all wired up to the table on the opposite side of the deathtrap room, but apparently it hadn't even fucking mattered anyway because of whatever that one fucked up bit in the wiring had been. So like . . . Superboy basically violated a guy he barely knows and already had weird feelings about for no fucking reason whatsoever.

So yeah. This definitely sucks.

"I called you a whore," Robin says, his face absolutely expressionless. Superboy makes a face at him more to be contrary than anything else. "Multiple times. You asked me to stop yanking your hair so hard and I called you a mouthy bitch. And then I yanked your hair harder."

"I mean, I know, I was there," Superboy says, raising an eyebrow at him. And also, like, those are accurate assessments of his character, so . . .

"I made you get down on your knees and shoved my dick in your mouth," Robin stresses, his jaw going tight. "Which was livestreamed and is now on the internet. Where it will never go away. Ever. And anyone who feels like it can just go and google it."

"They probably shouldn't, I'm assuming that'd count as underage porn," Superboy says with a shrug. "At least, I'm not eighteen yet, dunno about you. Actually I'm like . . . two, max. Probably not even that. Although I dunno, I was sixteen-ish when I got out of Cadmus, maybe I do count as eighteen by now? Technically?"

Robin gets up and goes over to the trash can by the computer and throws up in it. Superboy . . . blinks.

"Uh," he says. "You okay, man?"

"No," Robin says. Then he throws up in the trash can again.

Awkward, Superboy thinks, trying not to wince.

#kon el #superboy #tim drake #dc robin #timkon #dubious consent #rinfic #anonymous #not sfw #wip: the puzzle trap sex-room

[radiance1]

Let's combine your most common AUs

Instead of a teddy bear, 5 year old Danny has a plushy eastern dragon when he has his portal accident

Alternately, teen Danny gains the power to turn into a bear. Maybe an Ursa from MLP:FiM. Aragon probably still wants him for being a magic star bear in that case

Forgive me for the late response.

Hm, a two in one that I'm not sure which to do, so why not both!

Danny's favorite mythical creature was the eastern dragon, so much so that he begged his parents for a plushy of one for his birthday, they ordered one, and then he got one.

He's only ever been so happy when he found out about the wonders of space.

Despite his parents multiple attempts at trying to get him involved in Ghosts, he's just been spending his time playing around with his plush imagining both of them flying through space on super dangerous missions or exploring.

Of course, the one time he was interested in one of his parents inventions was because they said that the place they were trying to get too was basically like space.

As in, they meant the vastness of it and the unexplored territory.

But Danny took it as that it actually was space, and got extremely excited over it, much to his parents glee because he was finally showing interest in their work.

None of them could have guessed the fate that would befall such an interest, however.

An amount of time later, when his parents and sister were dead asleep, Danny sneaked his way down into the lab. Bypassing the security systems by using the methods he watched his parents do, not that they were sneaky with it, but they probably didn't expect him to remember them either.

So, in the dark of the lab, flashlight in hand, dragon plush in the other. He approached the portal. His parents said it was incomplete, but looking at it he didn't really see anything wrong with it, something about a power source and a few kinks they had to iron out that he booted from his mind. So, Dany stepped inside, just to look around, then he saw a random hole (where a button is supposed to be) and then, with his brilliant 5-year-old mind and under zero adult supervision, stuck his flashlight inside it to look around.

Such was the case of it somehow turning on, zapping Danny, his plush, and his flashlight all at once and remaking him into the body of a plush dragon boyo.

He was ecstatic at first when he found himself his plush toy because its cool, confused the next because he was glowing, even more so confused when he looked around and saw green and floating islands.

This wasn't space.

He didn't know how to get home, so he went exploring to try and find one.

===

Never has Danny so hated yet loved an ability of his.

Turning into a bear was never on his list of things he thought would ever happen to him, despite having fought an alternate him from a different timeline. Danny just, never thought that far about things like this.

Of course, an instant plus for him was that there were literal stars floating around inside his body and, if he concentrated enough, he would be able to form any constellation he wanted to!

The size was another plus, along with the physical strength that came with it. He could literally look down on anyone he wanted to, which is always good in his opinion.

Of course, the part he hated came in the form of an enemy previously forgotten and discarded, coming back for round 2, 3, 4, 5, etc. Trying to force him into a marriage.

Recently, he's just been slapping the guy around for a bit because leaving. But Prince Aragon was many things, surprisingly persistent was one of them, even if Danny could always be sure of his victory, it was annoying to the farthest reaches of space and back how many times he keeps coming back.

Of course, Danny had to vamoosh as soon as Prince Aragon came close to beating him even once, which is way too many times in his opinion. Hell, he even got Vlad of all people to help him cover for him when he went on the escape (how Jazz managed to do it, he would never know).

He eventually ended up in some random mountain, that's surprisingly furnished as if someone lived here, yet also extremely dusty and rundown as if it was abandoned. Then he decided, hey, why not just live here?

He just needed to fix it up a bit, which was require him to be human-ish (same as Dragon Danny, except this time with the bear paws, ears, tail and that) to get at the places that need a smaller and more dexterous hand.

Eventually, he did manage to clean up the place to relatively working order! Maybe replace some things, like that TV, but all in all he's happy with what he did!

What he wasn't happy with however, is these random people pulling up to his place and calling it their base.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dpxdc #dcxdp

[championashley]

Alright. I said I would write this and I’m gonna stay true to my word.

I’ve been seeing a lot of takes since The Giggle has come out questioning the potency of 14’s ending. People have been citing multiple different times during the reboot era where the Doctor has “settled down” somewhere, from Darillium, the university in S10, to even Trenzalore. However, I think all of these comparisons are apples to oranges, completely missing the details of each instance and how The Giggle’s ending rebukes all of them. 

So, because I cannot leave an inaccurate take alone, I’m going through every single one of these instances and explain why 14’s ending is different from them, in chronological order.

I’m gonna start with a weird one: S7EP4, The Power of Three. Because it provides a good example of all the things we’re going to be talking about. 

Prior to this episode, long time fans already had a good idea that the Doctor…does not do well in monotonous environments, a truth that is consistent across multiple incarnations.

“I don’t do families.”

“Street corner, two in the morning, getting a taxi home. I’ve never had a life like that.”

“Here you are, Living a life, day after day. The one adventure I could never have.”

“Christmas dinner.” “I don’t do that sort of thing.”

“Oh god I had a terrible nightmare about you two!” [Talking about Amy and Rory having a normal life in Leadworth]

The entirety of The Lodger

“There’s a bigger, scarier adventure waiting for you in there.”

The Power of Three, spells this truth out in bold, montage style marker pen. The Doctor “needs to be busy”. Why, as Amy later asks?

Personally I think this answer varies slightly between regenerations, based on experiences and losses each face goes through. 9 couldn’t imagine a life of peace coming out of a war, a war that he had a major hand in. 10 continues that idea, with the added baggage of losing Rose. 11’s reasoning is a bit subtler: he says to Amy that he is running to things before they go, as if he now understands how short beautiful things last. He’s going from one thing to the next in avoidance of staying to watch things die. 

“And what’s the alternative? Me standing over your grave?”

This doesn’t change by the end of the episode. The Doctor explicitly tells the Ponds that he’s only staying to watch the cubes, and once the threat is gone, he’s already out the door. He only stops because of a potential threat, an idea we will return to in the next example. He even accepts the idea of Amy and Rory wanting to stay behind: “things to do. Worlds to save. Swings to swing on. Look, I know. You both have lives here. beautiful, messy lives. That is what makes you so fabulously human. You don’t want to give them up. I understand.” The Doctor is saying, ‘I know you have lives here, and that I can’t always be a part of that. And that’s ok.’ 

This episode in my opinion is a perfect microcosm of The Doctor regarding this topic, spelling out explicitly why The Doctor can't ever settle down. The Doctor needs to have something to run to because they don't feel secure enough in any place to not allow their altruism outweigh their need to process their trauma. The only thing that could motivate the Doctor to stop, even just for a second, is the promise that their friend(s) will be there too. The next example is the worst-case scenario of this issue.

Trenzalore is an interesting case. When I first heard of it being counted, I immediately shut it down, because Trenzalore was a literal war zone (wars are obviously not a good place for mental health time). But in doing research, there is actually way more baggage contained in this period making it unsuitable for this argument than just that fact. 

Trenzalore was set up to be the Doctor’s final resting place, where they would truly die. It wasn’t the first time a death prophecy had surrounded the Time Lord, and once again, just as with The End of Time, the thing that kills them is, what Davros would later call The Doctor's “greatest indulgence”: compassion. Tasha Leem warns 11 that she will burn the planet upon the possibility of the Time Lords returning, a warning the Doctor takes extremely seriously.

“This planet is protected.”

“Christmas has a new sheriff.”

For 300 years, 11 stayed true to his word. He fought long and hard, for the townspeople and his own. He was celebrated and was loved. But Clara returning with the TARDIS revealed how he really felt about all of it. 

“Everyone gets stuck somewhere eventually.”

“But you didn’t have your TARDIS.” “Well, that made it easier to stay.” 

There’s an unspoken sentiment in these words, echoing 11's philosophy in Power of Three: the Doctor will always want to leave, in this case, to understandably avoid his prophesied death. But he doesn’t, because “Every life I save is a victory”. Their compulsion to help, their innate capacity to help those in need. So often it’s been their greatest strength, but here it’s framed as destructive selflessness. 11 has become so wholly committed to helping others before himself that he’s willing to accept his own death. 

Clara correctly calls this out: “What about your life? Just for once, After all this time, have you not earned the right to think about that?” The Doctor didn’t stay on Trenzalore for himself, he stayed for everyone besides himself. It’s only because Clara gave the Time Lords a proper verbal smackdown that the Doctor managed to survive. Had they not intervened, The Doctor would've suffered and died, once again to protect them, despite already saving them from annihilation in the previous episode, Day of The Doctor. Trenzalore wasn't The Doctor stopping, it was a century-long effort to keep satiating the bottomless survivor's guilt they still carried from The Time War.

Darillium is yet another case of looking like a time the Doctor settled down somewhere on the surface. But the details don’t match that conclusion. The entire thesis of 12 and River’s final conversation was about the fleeting nature of their situation. 

“Times end, River, because they have to. Because there’s no such thing as happily ever after. It’s just a lie we tell ourselves because the truth is so hard.”

The Doctor says this, cries at hearing the Singing Towers, despite already knowing they have 24 years in a night. Because he knows it can’t last. There’s already a deadline on their moment of peace before it’s begun. Eventually River must go to The Library. 

The final quote of the episode punctuates this: “And they lived happily ever after.” Fading away until “happily” remains. Because they didn’t have their “ever after” and they didn’t “live”, because a person can’t entirely experience life to the fullest with a clock hanging over their head. 

While they got their moment of happiness, it was only a moment. 24 years is just a blink of an eye for a Time Lord, and sure enough, we see by the end of “The Return of Doctor Mysterio”, the next chronological episode, 12 is ready to leap back into the fray. Still the same overall Doctor he was before.

The University is an extension of this. We find out that the only reason he has stayed is to guard Missy in the vault. When 12 tries to mindwipe Bill (an eerie parallel to both Donna and Clara), he directly says: “I have no choice, I’m in disguise. I have promises to keep.” Just like with Trenzalore, The Doctor’s altruism has trapped him somewhere he doesn’t actually want to be. The second he hesitates, he immediately runs after Bill, inviting her into the TARDIS and sneaks off to the universe behind Nardole’s back.

So, now that we’ve gone through each past instance, what’s the connection? What’s the key issue(s) that prevented the Doctor from permanently stopping in any of these cases?

The (fear of) loss of their friends, and the Doctor’s own self-loathing. Either out of fear of the march of time, or the chains that their altruistic nature binds them to, The Doctor always runs away from the picket fence life.

Now, let’s look at 14 and how this ending departs from all other examples.

Wild Blue Yonder and The Giggle more prominently explains 14’s origins as a coping mechanism. The reason why 10’s face came back was to retreat to an incarnation that didn’t invoke the loss of The Ponds, Clara, and Bill. The second destruction of Gallifrey and the reveal of The Timeless Child. The Doctor’s avoidance of their trauma has now been made physical, just like how mental stress can often manifest as physical changes or ailments. 

“We stand here now, on the edge of creation, a creation that I devastated, so yes I keep running, of course I keep running!! How am I supposed to look back on that?!”

Already this is a departure from the instances we’ve discussed, because by the very nature of having 10’s face again, it’s forcing the Doctor to ask why. 

“It’s like I'm trying to tell myself something. Like I’m trying to make a point.”

But 14 chooses not to answer it, because answering it means accepting the truth: it’s too much. The trauma can’t be avoided anymore, because The Doctor would always be reminded of what they’re trying to avoid by looking in a reflection. 14 telling Shirley, “I don’t know who I am anymore.” Then asking Donna, “what am I? What am I now?” It’s not because he’s been given a blank slate and doesn’t know what to do with it, like other regeneration stories. In trying to run away again, to bury the trauma and pain, The Doctor has made it more visible than ever, and doesn’t know what to do with that. 

Ironically, the Toymaker causing the bi-generation was the greatest gift he could’ve given the Doctor, because 15 was exactly who 14 needed to see. He’s happy, energetic, full of life and wonder, but also empathetic, understanding and open. He’s the only other person in the entire universe who The Doctor will listen to (well, one person, we’ll get to the other later), because he knows all of the trauma they went through, and yet, made it through ok.

“But you’re fine.”

“I’m fine, because you fix yourself.”

15 is leading by example, their own ‘ghost of Christmas future’ but positive. 14 now has an ideal self to strive towards, a face born from love and empathy. 14 doesn’t have to ground herself out of moral obligation, 15 will now protect the universe. 

But that leaves one question: why Donna? Out of all of the people to settle down with, why her? That’s easy: because she gets it. 

Donna, out of all of the companions the Doctor traveled with, understood the soul behind the legend, because she recognized someone fundamentally similar to herself. One of Donna’s signature character flaws is her horrendously low self esteem: “I’m nothing special.” no one ever listened to her (thanks Sylvia, for at least cleaning up your act later), so she covered up the silence with noise. She held onto whatever indisputable moments of genius she had to drown out the cacophony of voices shutting her up. Wild Blue Yonder explained this perfectly: Donna believes she is both brilliant and stupid at the same time. 

She lives in two contradictory self images at once, and so does The Doctor. The genius and the idiot. The universe’s most fascinating person, and the person who would easily throw away their life for the betterment of others. She’s seen their blinding arrogance/rage (the Racnoss, Jenny) and their crippling self doubt/loneliness, and always met both with empathy and kindness. 

“Doctor! You can stop now!”

“Cause sometimes I think you need someone to stop you.” 

“It won’t stay like that. She’ll help you. We both will.” 

“Is ‘alright’ special Time Lord code for ‘really not alright’ at all?” “Why?” “Cause I’m alright too.”

Donna shouldered the burden of destroying Pompeii, she silently hugged 10 after coming back from Midnight. All because she knew what all of that would feel like in her own life. She didn’t need to know the history of The Doctor and Davros, because she saw her best friend afraid and knew he would want comfort, because she would too.

Even if Dalek Caan manipulated the timelines to get Donna to him, That friendship was completely real to both of them. We saw what Donna was like without the Doctor in Forest of the Dead and Turn Left, and she always felt some level of unhappiness. 15 years removed from them and she still felt as if something was missing. In every future/reality, she always wanted them there. Same for the Doctor too. Within only a few episodes of losing her, 10 started to fall into becoming the “time lord victorious”. 12 looks the way he does because of Donna’s plea to adhere to his name, and save people. Even before 14 came into existence, the Doctor was willing to tell other people how important she was to them, on account of River recognizing Donna by her name: “you’re Donna, Donna Noble.”

Donna didn’t just travel with the Doctor and she wasn’t just friends with them. She completely understood them, their soulmate. Two halves of a greater whole, The DoctorDonna. 14 stayed because there was a more stable incarnation to take his place, and because his best friend would be there alongside him, helping and supporting him through and through. The Doctor stayed because, for the first time in their life, they felt safe. In where they would be staying, and what they would be leaving behind. 

That's why 15 doubling the TARDIS was so significant. In giving 14 her own TARDIS, 15 is allowing his younger self to have what they always removed from the equation: free will. The Doctor can still go anywhere they want, which makes them even more motivated to stay and fix themself. 14 can feel safe staying with Donna, Wilf, Mel, Rose, Shaun, and Sylvia because the option to travel is still there.

And the truly amazing part of all of this is that the TARDIS knew it from the beginning. Was it a coincidence that very soon after 13 regenerated into 14, the TARDIS landed close to where Donna and Rose would be shopping? 

“You didn’t always take me where I wanted to go.” “No, but I always took you where you needed to go.”

The TARDIS brought the Doctor home, and this time, they stayed. Because it was a place where they wanted and needed to be. 

#doctor who #doctor who spoilers #fourteenth doctor #donna noble #dw meta #dw spoilers #doctor who meta #meta writing

[iamnmbr3]

harry definitely not heterosexual potter is the funniest thing to me because i literally cannot remember a single time in the book where he thinks “i should probably be nervous about draco trying to kill me because i am literally convinced that he is willingly working with voldemort.” no. he was like “oh draco? yeah he is definitely working for voldemort and he is so evil because did you see the way he is combing his hair now? probably switched shampoo. he would never change conditioner, that thing works wonders. what do you mean, this is common knowledge. anyway, he is so evil and definitely working for voldy. but of course he won’t kill me, are you crazy? who would he talk to across the great hall? like literally you don’t even understand.” and everyone just WENT WITH IT.

Hahahahaha I KNOW! Would he feel this safe around literally any other person who he suspected of being in league with Voldemort? I think tf not!

Even once Draco has Harry incapacitated and totally at his mercy on the train Harry at no point thinks that he's in danger. Even after Draco breaks his nose he doesn't think it. After that incident Harry still is all 'can't wait to break into the Room of Requirement BY MYSELF while Draco is in there so I can see what secret evil mission he's working on for Voldemort' and at no point does he worry that going in without backup could end badly. And HE'S RIGHT. When Draco has Harry at his mercy he never seriously harms him and risks everything multiple times in book 7 to protect him. This is NOT Harry seeing Draco with rose tinted glasses. This is Harry deeply and intimately understanding that Draco will not hurt him and feeling comfortable around him on an instinctual level despite every reason he has not to.

And let's not forget why Harry finally stops investigating Draco in 6th year. It's not because he decides he's wrong about his whole "Draco is a Death Eater on a mission from Voldemort" theory nor is it because he gets worried that since Draco is a Death Eater on a mission from Voldemort looking into this could get Harry or his friends hurt. No. He stops because his investigation leads to Draco getting hurt. And Harry is so horrified by this that he completely backs off and gives up trying to stop the super secret evil mission from Voldemort that Harry is sure Draco is on. Harry is like 'foiling an evil plot masterminded by Voldemort himself isn't worth it if it could lead to me hurting Draco.' He really said 'I can excuse putting myself in mortal danger on a regular basis to stop Voldemort's plots but I draw the line at Draco being upset.' In canon.

And yeah Harry cares about people in general but not to this extent. When Umbridge gets carried off by centaurs Harry doesn't even think of going after her. He's just like 'lmao bye bitch.' He straight up KILLS Quirrell in first year and when he finds out he's like 'well that sucks for him.' Tons of Death Eaters get hurt and maimed at the Department of Mysteries and Harry never even stops to check if they're ok. In second year he forces Lockhart to enter the Chamber of Secrets first in case there's a Basilisk waiting at the bottom of the chute.

But anytime he sees Draco in danger he does whatever he can to help without even thinking about it. From the time in first year in the Forbidden Forest when he immediately throws his arm out to stop Draco walking towards Voldemort to 7th year when he risks his own life and that of his friends to pull him out of the fiendfyre and reveals his presence while running through the battle so he can stun a Death Eater threatening Draco. And he does it automatically, without a second thought because Harry can't fathom a world where he wouldn't protect Draco.

#this ask made me lol so much. it's so. SO true. #(I'm now imagining Harry being like Doug from Up going “Squirrel!” but about Draco every time he sees him. Oh wait. That's canon.) #Shoutout to the time Harry sees Draco forced to torture Rowle and is horrified because of how upset and scared Draco is #and doesn't even think about Rowle at all. #Can you imagine him telling Rona and Hermione about it like 'it was horrible'. #'Yeah I guess even though Rowle is a Death Eater he didn't deserve-' #Rowle? Who cares about him? He was just getting tortured. The point is Draco felt bad about it.' #Also. Nose breaking is pretty minor given that 1) in the magical world mundane injuries can be easily fixed and #2) Draco is a literal Death Eater. #And later Draco risks everything to save Harry's life at the Manor. #He also alerts Harry to his presence in the Room of Requirement #tries to stop Crabbe & Goyle from killing or hurting him #and doesn't call Voldemort or tell anyone he's seen Harry. #asks #Draco Malfoy #Harry Potter #drarry #drarry in canon #hpdm #h/d #harco #harry x draco #harry/draco #drarry meta #drarry g

[squeakintothevoid]

Exmormon thoughts on the Book of Mormon Musical:

The whole thing was spectacularly irreverent

*does some googling* oh its written by the creators of south park, that makes sense

The bright and cheery forced smiles of the missionaries are accurate

The set is amazing, with it looking like an lds temple and everything. The backdrop with the clouds and the planets even looks like the giant murals they have in the temple visitors centers

I love the salt lake city backdrop with the mormon temple right in the middle surrounded by the more obvious corporations like McDonald's and stuff. Did you know the LDS church owns a mall in the same city? It even has a little river going through it

The spooky mormon hell dream sequence was the best thing i've ever witnessed. Especially as somebody who really did get guilt-fueled nightmares, albeit not as theatrical and hellish lol

Seeing the cups of coffee dancing in hell alongside Jeffrey Dahmer and Adolf Hitler was the best, my favorite moment

The song about turning off your uncomfortable/unapproved thoughts was also amazing. The actual phrase commonly used is putting the thought "on your shelf" to set it aside to think about later. There's literally a song they teach to toddlers about never frowning because nobody likes it and making yourself smile instead.

Hearing people crack up about things you used to believe sucks but finally you are surrounded by people who agree that this is ridiculous rather than people who think you are the crazy one for doubting

Mormons don't actually think Jesus was blond but they do think he visited America and most of the art makes him look northern European

Mormons don't really believe in a traditional hell or that Jesus hates you for sinning, but the level of guilt is still the same. Like that might as well be the case because your eternal afterlife is still at stake.

The "I Am Africa" song is so on point. Missionaries go to a foreign country and really do start wearing their traditional clothes and keep speaking the language even after coming home as if they really are part of the culture now

I was not expecting to see punk rock Darth Vader or Yoda or lieutenant Uhura or Sam and Frodo.

When Elder Price said "fuck," that was a blessed moment

I'm so glad I never actually went on a mission and could only relate so much. But that dedication to following all the rules in the missionary handbook is REAL and not even as intense as they portrayed it at times. The religious scrupulosity OCD is like no other. Like it's not unheard of for a missionary to keep working on their mission even if their mom or someone died while they were away.

There are still so many weird things about growing up mormon that they didn't even touch on. Like heaven being an MLM, multiple levels and everything.

Thanks for the read, feel free to ask any questions if you're curious because I like complaining about mormonism lol

#bom musical #book of mormon #the book of mormon #exmo #exmormon #book of mormon musical #the book of mormon musical #the book of mormon broadway #book of mormon broadway

[virescent-v]

snap me, emily

a/n: emily prentiss x femBAU!reader. As the new liaison to the BAU, you're the expert in social media and cybercrime. But you've met your match in snapchat and Emily.

word count: 3.3k+, includes y/n

You’ve been a member of the BAU for only four months, but you knew this was where you wanted to plant your roots, if you could swing it. They had originally brought you in as a liaison, specializing in cybercrime and crime against children and adolescents. Your prime focus was on social media and violent crime between children. When they first brought you in, it was for a case involving two fifteen year old girls committing crimes against their classmates; unspeakable things that fifteen year old kids shouldn’t even know about, let alone have to worry about. But it was something you saw more and more of in your line of work. 

The unit kept you on after that because the next case also involved teenagers. An eighteen year old and snapchat and the unthinkable. At your age, you couldn’t understand the hype revolving around an app where the pictures delete after a certain time, but hey, you’re old, according to your nephew, so what did you know? Your job, however, basically required you to have and understand all of the popular apps, so you were familiar with its features.

You’ve enjoyed your time with the unit. You’ve learned a lot, but you’ve also gotten to show off your skills. They’re like a family, so it was hard to stick around and assimilate into their group and not just be the liaison. But after that first case, they knew you were capable, and they were warming up to you little by little. 

Doctor Spencer Reid was the first one to really take an interest in your work, besides Penelope, who was all about your involvement in cybercrime. Reid, though, just didn’t understand social media, so it was an enjoyable time trying to explain snapchat to a literal genius. 

“You can take pictures or videos and send them to friends. But after you view them, they disappear,” you explained, settling yourself into one of the seats on their jet. 

“Disappear? Where do they go?” He asked quizzically, with a little head tilt. 

“Into the void, Spence. Gone, forever, never to be seen again,” Emily said with a smirk towards you. During your time with the team, you’ve come to realize her and Derek like to pick on Reid the most, but it was out of love and respect and hardly ever in malice. 

Also during your time with them, you’ve realized a little more about Emily. 

Just that you casually have a huge crush on the profiler. 

The two of you have slowly gotten to know each other over the past couple of months, and you don’t think she knows anything about your crush. Or, at least, you hope she doesn’t. 

Spencer looks adorably confused. “Why would someone partake in such an app? Why wouldn’t you want to save the pictures or videos?” 

You smile at his confusion. “You can save them, if you want to. The people you send them to can screenshot them, but it will notify the person who sent it that you have.” 

“And…that’s a bad thing?” He asked. 

You giggle. “It is if you send something you don’t want them to save.”  

He looks even more confused, if possible. “But what would you be sending to someone, for only ten seconds, that you wouldn’t want them to necessarily save?” 

A smile burst out across your face as you caught Emily’s eyes. You looked back at Spencer, your smirk growing. “Nudes, Doctor Reid. Salacious, naughty, nude pictures of yourself.” 

A blush immediately deepened on his cheeks. “Oh.”

“Oh, is right, pretty boy,” Derek laughed. 

You and Emily caught each other's eyes again, laughing along with Derek. Sometimes you thought it was fun to poke fun at him, too. 

—---------------- 

The case ended up being harder than any of you thought it would be. Apparently, the unsub was also a technological genius, almost outsmarting Garcia at multiple turns. The case ended up taking you over a week to solve. 

On the jet on the way back to Quantico, it was quiet. Most of the team was laid out trying to catch a bit of sleep before landing, since it was past midnight by the time you got back on the plane. 

You settled yourself in at the small table towards the front, since most of the team had taken to the back. You pulled out your phone, ready to check on your work emails, things you’ve missed since being with the team for this case. 

“Sending salacious, naughty things on snapchat?” Emily said with a smirk, settling in the chair across from you. 

You scoffed, smirking back. “Wouldn’t you like to know, Prentiss.” 

She leaned forward in her seat a little, resting her arms on the table in front of you both. Her button up shirt split open just a tad more, exposing more of her smooth skin. You peeked down quickly, before catching her eyes again. “Actually, I would,” she said. Bringing out her phone, she opened her snapchat and just said, “Add me,” while showing you her snapchat username. 

You glanced at her phone, before looking back at her. Her look was almost unnerving, confident in a way you hadn’t seen before. A challenge, you thought. 

You pulled out your phone, opened your app, and added her. You decided to send her a picture of herself, sitting across from you, with a label across the screen that just said, “look at this pain in my ass.” 

Emily’s phone dinged with the notification, and she looked down at her phone before laughing, actually laughing, at what you’d sent to her. 

“Fair enough, y/n.” 

—------- 

You made it back to your apartment close to almost two in the morning. Utterly exhausted, you threw your keys on the entrance table, shuffled your shoes off, and headed into the kitchen for some water. 

While pouring a glass, your phone dinged on the counter. Sighing, expecting something work related at this ungodly hour, your heart leaped into your throat. 

A notification. On snapchat. From Emily. 

You knew her apartment was closer to the Bureau than yours was, so she’s likely already been home for over half an hour. 

Staring at your phone, you couldn’t figure out if you wanted it to be a tame picture of the cat you knew she had, or…something…more. 

But there was no way that Emily knew of your crush. You were so careful. 

But, she was a top profiler, you thought. Maybe she could read you better than you thought. 

Rubbing your palms on your pants to rid them of the sweat that seemed to come from nowhere, you picked up your phone. Swiping on the notification, your app opened. Hesitating just a second, you pressed on her snap. 

Oh my. 

The picture itself wasn’t terribly revealing. A glimpse of that skin you caught on the jet earlier. The top of her shoulder. A collarbone. The strap of a lacy black bra barely hanging on. 

“Goodnight, y/n. Sweet dreams,” it read. 

Ten seconds wasn’t nearly enough. You wish you had screenshot it.  

—---- 

Your dreams that night were plagued by lace and skin, a thankful reprieve from your typical nightmares. 

Still, you slept pitifully. Never getting more than an hour of sleep in a row before you’d wake up tossing and turning. 

Seven in the morning came much too soon. The alarm blaring forced you to finally get up and start your day. 

It was going to be a long one. 

—--- 

“Wow, y/l/n, you look like death warmed over,” Morgan said from his desk. 

You groaned. “I feel like it.” You headed to Hotch’s office. If there wasn’t a new case, you were sure you were going to be sent back to your home base in New York. You passed by Emily, who looked up at you from her desk. She smiled at you before hiding it by taking a sip of her coffee. 

“Late night, y/n?” 

“Just couldn’t sleep well, I guess,” you said, continuing to walk past her. Don’t give her the satisfaction. 

“Why? Something keeping you up?” You could hear the taunt in her voice. Like she knew you couldn’t sleep because of her.

“Just some dreams, still hyped up from the case. Nothing out of the ordinary,” you mumbled. You kept walking, not making eye contact with her. Today is definitely going to be a long day. 

—---- 

“Your work on the past two cases have been immeasurable, y/n,” Hotch said, sitting at his desk across from you. 

“Thank you, sir. I’ve enjoyed working with your team these past few months.” 

“Let me cut to the chase. How would you feel about transferring here to Quantico?” He settled his hands in front of him. 

Your face scrunched. You definitely hadn’t expected that. “Sir?” 

“Like I said, your work has been crucial for these past two cases. It’s been noticed by some very important people. If you want the transfer to the BAU and D.C. permanently, it’s yours.” 

You couldn’t believe it. You were sure he was going to thank you for your work, but send you back to New York. The shot you’ve been waiting for was here. And, if it gave you the opportunity to explore whatever was happening with Emily, you weren’t going to pass it up. “Absolutely, sir. This is where I want to be.” 

You thought Hotch almost smiled. Almost. 

A knock sounded at the door. JJ poked her head through. “Sorry to interrupt. We’ve caught another one. A bad one. And we could use y/n.”  

“Conference room in five,” Hotch said. “Welcome to the team, y/n.” 

—--- 

In the conference room, Hotch announced to the team of your transfer before JJ could go into the case. 

“Y/n has graciously accepted an offer to transfer into the BAU permanently,” Hotch said, looking at his team. 

“Yes! This is so exciting!” Penelope clapped. This case, apparently, also needed her to be briefed. You smiled at her enthusiasm. 

“Congrats, y/n. Welcome to the badass club,” Morgan said, smiling at you. 

“Welcome to the team, y/n. Now we can talk more about Doctor Who!” Reid exclaimed. He found out of your love of the show from the mug you’ve been drinking out of while you’ve been here. You shook your head at his eager geekiness. 

“I can’t wait, Reid,” you smiled. “Thanks everyone. It’s been a pleasure working with you all these past few months and I can’t wait to learn more from each of you.” Glancing at Emily, you saw her wink at you. You immediately felt your cheeks flush. 

“Alright, let’s get into this next one,” Hotch said. 

JJ pressed the clicker bringing up the next set of case photos, jumping into the briefing. “Wyoming. We’ve got five bodies so far. Clues to their whereabouts were posted on snapchat. We think the unsub is a young twenty-something, based on the voice in the video that we have, but we can’t be sure.” 

You grimaced. Sounds like another social media fiasco. 

—- 

You once again settle yourself in the front chair of the jet, immediately pulling out your notebook and phone to start making notes about the case. Your mind worked best if you could write down thoughts as you had them, and then go back and analyze them. You already had some ideas about this case and, with how complex it already sounded, you needed to keep track of what you were thinking. 

“So, y/n, what are your thoughts on using snapchat for this case?” Spencer said from his seat on the sofa. The rest of the team loading onto the plane listened in as they made themselves comfortable. Emily, of course, sat across from you again. 

You cleared your throat. “Well, like I explained with the last case, snapchat allows its users to send videos that disappear after the chosen time frame. Since the unsub is sending videos from different accounts, no one knows when to screen record them, so it makes having the videos for us to analyze even harder. I’m surprised we even have the one video. This unsub is clearly seeking attention, but still wants to remain a mystery. They’re creating a game and expecting people to play.” 

“How do we get access to the videos, then?” Derek asked. 

You sighed. “Snapchat will sometimes let us into their servers. But they don’t keep the videos or user information long. It’s kind of their whole thing. I’m hoping Garcia will have some luck back tracing. Otherwise…we play along.” 

You could feel the tension in the air. Playing along meant finding more bodies, usually.

As everyone got settled and the plane took off, you went back to your notebook, scribbling things down as they popped into your mind. You’d share with the team once they were more concrete ideas. As you wrote down a thought, you glanced up. Everyone was seated, except Emily. You just assumed she went to the bathroom. Continuing to write your idea about the multiple snapchat accounts, your phone dinged.

A snapchat notification. 

From Emily. 

You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth. If it was anything like the one from last night, you weren’t sure you wanted to open it in a confined space with all of your colleagues. But, if it was like the one from last night, you didn’t want to wait. You wanted to see. 

The decision was made for you when Emily settled back into her seat across from you. She looked you up and down, noticing the slight flush on your cheeks and neck, the way you bit your lip, and the notification highlighted on your phone. 

She smirked at you. You were really starting to hate (love?) that smirk. “Gonna check that?” She asked, looking at your phone. 

You glanced down at it, turning the screen black. “Nope. Nothing important,” you shrugged. 

Emily leaned forward again. Mirroring the pose she gave you last time you were in this position. Except this time, there was no added sliver of skin. She licked her lips, raised an eyebrow. “You sure about that, y/n?” 

You breathed in heavily through your nose. You weren’t sure if it was the right move, but you picked up your phone. You peeked back up at her before hitting the notification. 

She was sitting back against the seat, almost too relaxed. A lazy sort of confident grin on her face, her elbow on the armrest, her hand resting against her face, chewing slightly on her thumb nail. Waiting. Watching you. 

You hit the notification. 

And you had to stop yourself from dropping your phone…or your jaw. 

There on your screen was Emily. Or rather, her lower abdomen. Her shirt was untucked, held up by her hand. Her pants slung low on her hips, unbuttoned. A portion of red lace visible. 

You knew you were being examined. But you didn’t care. This time, you didn’t make the same mistake. 

You took the screenshot. 

Emily’s smile widened. 

Your blush deepened, but you couldn’t help smiling back. 

—-- 

The day was almost too much. You spent most of it with the team at the local police station going over ideas and tactics to find the unsub. You were happy to be back at the hotel for the night. You needed some time to unwind. 

After undressing and getting the water temperature right in the shower, your phone dings with a notification. Your heart starts to race, hoping it is what you think it is. 

Reaching for the phone, your breath starts to quicken. Snapchat. Emily. It’s starting to become your favorite notification. You bite your lip while pressing on the notification. 

Holy. Fuck. 

You’re not sure how she got the picture, but whatever she did, you’re thankful. 

It’s almost boudoir-like. It’s a side profile shot, Emily leaned in a door frame of her hotel room. She’s in nothing but her bra and underwear; you have no idea what color they are because the photo is black and white. Her back is arched against the frame, one arm stretched slightly above her head, the other resting on her lower abdomen, the tips of her fingers just under the elastic of her underwear. One foot is propped up a little on the frame, highlighting her thigh and calf muscles. You can’t see her face, as it’s shrouded by her dark locks. 

Before the time runs out, you screenshot that one too. 

A second later, a chat notification: “Like what you see?” 

It’s at this point that you decide to not let her win whatever gauntlet she thinks she has thrown down. 

You quickly take a shower, not wanting to miss out on the hot water. 

When you’re done, you leave your hair as is. Without brushing it through, it’s got a little wave to it. You grab one of the fluffy white towels and set up your phone on the bathroom sink. You place the towel across your body, but don’t wrap it all the way around you. You use one arm to hold the towel across your chest, barely covering your nipples, making sure to push your breasts up a little to deepen your cleavage. You set the timer on your phone. You use your other hand to drag the bottom of the towel up from your mid-thigh. Doing so leaves almost nothing to the imagination; there’s skin visible on each side of the towel. Everything is covered, but it feels like almost nothing is. 

You type a quick “Like what you see?” across the bottom of the picture and send it to Emily. 

You smirk. Two can play that game, Prentiss. 

You finish your nightly routine, getting dressed in just some underwear and an oversized t-shirt, your preferred sleepwear. 

You’re just about to get into bed when there’s a knock at the door. You look at the clock. Who’s knocking on my door at almost midnight? 

You pull the door open, standing a little behind it, covering up the fact that you aren’t wearing pants. “Emily?” 

“Let me in, y/n,” she says. 

She’s got this look on your face you’ve only seen at crime scenes. Determined. Confident. Ready for anything. 

“Em, it’s almost midnight, I was just getting ready to get into bed,” you hesitate. 

“Does it look like I care? Let. Me. In.” 

You knew she’d back down if you really wanted her to. But you didn’t. 

You opened the door, staying behind it as much as possible. When she passes through it, she pushes it closed, exposing you to her. 

She looks you up and down. You can feel how hungry her gaze is. It makes you stagger back a little into the door she just came through. “Emily, I-” you start. 

“Uh uh. Quiet,” she says. Her voice is low, almost a whisper. More gravelly than you’ve ever heard it. She walks forward, pinning your body to the door. She’s not even touching you yet and you’re already panting. “Do you know what that picture did to me, y/n?” 

Your eyes are wide as you stare at her. You slightly shake your head. 

“I was in bed. Lights out, ready to sleep. I thought you weren’t going to respond. Was just about to put my phone down for the night and roll over. Then I got that.” She paused, took a deep breath, so close to you that you could smell her shampoo. “I never thought you’d take the bait, y/n, but I was so happy you did. Then I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Naked, dripping wet, and teasing me.” She brought one of her hands up to your face, tucking your hair behind your ear. You shakily inhaled. “Tell me you want this, want me, y/n. Tell me, so I can make both of our dreams come true.” 

You could hardly breathe. Emily standing so close to you made it almost impossible to think let alone speak. You nodded quickly. 

“Words, y/n. Use your words.” 

With a deep breath, you sighed, “I want you, Emily.” 

She crushed her lips to yours. 

—--- 

a/n: this story got away from me and I've been awake way too long. Wanted to post it anyways. I'm thinking a part - two might be in order if the collective agrees? ;) also sorry for any typos lol

#emily prentiss x reader #emily prentiss #fanfic #criminal minds #emily prentiss x y/n #emily prentiss fanfic #virescent v fanfic

[bookofmirth]

On every character sarah writes having the same personality: why does every main girl have to be this big planner who has multiple plans on backup and never tells people, only to surprise everyone when everything goes right at the end with no prior explanation... idk if I'm putting this right, but it just made me very... annoyed

Like yeah, that worked great with Aelin, sure, but for me it just doesn't fit with Bryce? Especially on how she was just thrown at this and suddenly figured out she was The Chosen One(tm). It really bugged me, idk

Fair warning, this post rips Bryce a new asshole - not as a person, but as a character that sjm created. So I'm putting it under the cut.

Just to start, in context I said that all the hofas characters ended up having the same personality - though you can make a case for her reusing a lot of the same descriptions and such for all of them. ANYWAY...

To me, the issue is not just that Bryce keeps doing things behind the scenes that we never get any hint of, it's a bigger issue that we never get a hint that she even gives a shit.

With Aelin, at least we already knew what she was working towards and why. We already knew what she cared about and how far she was willing to go to get it. Aelin caring about Terrasen and her court and saving the people she loved was never in question. Her trauma from finding her parents dead, her fear at losing the rest of the people she loved, the weight of responsibility that she felt, we knew all of those things pretty much from the get-go. Her tendency to shut people out could be considered a flaw because she didn't trust other people to help her. We don't know about Terrasen right away, and tbh I don't remember what history we get instead and so I need to reread, but I can point to very specific values, goals, and motivations that make Aelin act the way that she does.

But Bryce - the central problem with her as a character is that Bryce doesn't care about anything, and sjm never figured out what she cares about, either.

Characters need to have central things that they care about, that drive them, motivations, things that they fear and things they would go to great lengths to protect. They need flaws, and clear relationships to the world around them. I could make a list of those things for a lot of her characters. Not all, but most.

With Bryce, I have NO IDEA what those things are. That makes it so that when she randomly find Emile, it just seems like she did it to come across like a nice person. She doesn't care about what humans are experiencing, she shits on Vanir/fae all the time, she treats Hunt pretty poorly, she isn't close to Juniper or Fury (see: their near disappearance from hofas), Danika kept so many secrets from her that I seriously doubt the depth of their relationship. Bryce was working in that library museum thing for Jesiba (I'm already erasing the series from my memory oh my god) and going out and partying and that was all well and good, but... was she going to do those things when she's 200, too? I'm not even saying that she needs to like, go get married or whatever, but she literally has no goals in life!

SJM saying that Bryce is the fun, cute party girl who also has a deep, intellectual side, a pretty woman who can also kick ass, okay, but she needs a reason to kick ass. SJM completely forgot to include the second half of that equation, which is ironic since that was a big point of her character - to prove that women can be feminine and strong, wear high heels and be smart. She failed miserably in my opinion, if that really was the goal of Bryce's character.

When Aelin is snarky to people, I know why. When Bryce is a bitch, it comes out of nowhere and is often turned on people who actually deserve her time and attention and empathy (e.g. Sathia). Aelin is an asshole to that one dude whose name starts with a D because he's a man who is underestimating her and wants to refuse to let her lead because he assumes she will be bad at it. When Bryce is an asshole to Sathia, WHY. I mean really, I wanted to throw my book across the fucking page!!!! Because that's a perfect example of how, if Bryce was guided by a set of values (feminism, I guess?) then she would have responded very differently to Sathia, who has experienced literally the exact same thing Bryce has (being betrothed to someone against her will). Instead, Bryce throws that line back in her face about "well I never let that stop me" as if what Sathia has experienced is her own fault for... not trying enough??? PLEASE. ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW.

The whole "girlboss" thing needs.... something driving it. You can't just bulldoze people and call it being empowered. And I think that sjm has really, really simplified gender and sexuality in CC to the point that that's really the only distinction that matters. That's maybe another issue. I just have a lot of thoughts about these things lol.

Anyway. This is what happens when you write a character built on aesthetic and #girlpower, rather than making them a complete person with fears and values and joys and goals and motivations and flaws.

Okay one more point, this is NOT beyond sjm's capabilities. She obviously is much better at writing characters than this. I just think that sometimes, something suffers when you try new things. In CC, sjm was giving actual world building and magic systems a go. And the characters, really, REALLY fucking suffered for it.

#sjm critical #hofas #hofas spoilers #spoilers #house of flame and shadow spoilers #anti bryce #using that tag for the first time ever but oh my god #I don't plan on harping on this topic a lot #it's just... #definitely been on my mind #ask #anon

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Am I the asshole for dumping my now very much ex boyfriend in front of his family?

Important context, I have a LOT of allergies/sensitivities. But the one thats important for this story is that I am allergic to pork and pork products. I literally cannot eat pork without vomiting and breaking out into painful hives

This will be important later

Me (25F) and my boyfriend (24M) were dating for over a year by this point and I was in the process of moving into his apartment when this went down so we were decently far along.

Then my boyfriend invited me over to his family's house for dinner one night which I naturally accepted. Now I made SURE to remind him multiple times that I have food allergies and intolerances (pork is one of the big ones) so he could tell his family not to make anything pork related, or at the very least dont cook any other food in anything the pork would be in.

I didnt think this would be such a big deal since my boyfriend is allergic to shellfish.

We were having a nice dinner he and his mother made, having a great time until I started breaking out into hives and immediately started feeling sick.

I look in the casserole his mother had cooked that I was currently eating.

And guess what was in it.

Pork loin LOTS of it all hidden in between layers of chicken, veggies, cheese and noodles.

I spent the rest of the night vomiting in the bathroom, covered in hives and crying because this was supposed to be a fun night with my boyfriend and his family and it was ruined.

When I'm slightly better (still covered in hives) I asked my boyfriend what happened because I had explicitly told him MULTIPLE times to tell his mother not to use pork or at least keep it separate. Because again he has food allergies himself so he KNOWS how horrible it is to get your allergy triggered and his mother KNOWS not to make shellfish.

Well guess what he said?

"Why are you overreacting? Its not a big deal."

EXCUSE ME? YOUR MOTHER BASICALLY TRIED TO POISON ME AND YOU SAY ITS NOT A BIG DEAL?

So I blew up at him and his mother, in front of the rest of his family, yelling until my already sore throat gave out. My boyfriend started yelling right back and we had a massive fight right there.

And I dumped him, again right in front of everyone.

I blocked him on the ride back to my old roommate's apartment and was crying for the rest of the night because how could he do this? He was always accommodating to me before why was this time not the case? Why didnt he see that his mother literally trying to POISON me was a big deal? I understand pork allergies are not as well known as things like peanuts but how hard is it to not use pork one time. And if you absolutely must at least make it in a separate dish so I dont eat it and get sick?

My now ex boyfriend has been texting my roommate constantly, saying that he's sorry, that I'm overreacting and it was just a little mistake, that he wont do it again, etc

Im currently getting the last of my stuff back from his apartment because I do not trust him anymore

So am I the asshole?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[heavyhitterheaux]

Nobody Gets Me

AN: All the feels 🥺

Synopsis: You and Jack dated for three years and everyone had it in their mind that the two of you would last forever. That wasn't the case and after five years you have finally released your second album and Jack realizes nobody gets you like he does

Pairing: Ex-boyfriend!Jack Harlow x Ex-girlfriend!Reader

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yourinstagramname: I'm backkkkkkkkk!

Did you miss me? Because I sure did miss yall 🥺

SOS is out and it's been a long time coming. Thank you to everyone who made this album possible and giving me the confidence to tell my story even if some aspects still hurt. But it's necessary in order for me to heal. Deluxe version coming soon. Until then, enjoy 😉 

normani: the queen has returned!

druski2funny: how about that date now?

yourinstagramname: druski2funny don't get blocked

jackharlowsource: druski2funny everyone knows that she's jack's girl and uhhhh has anyone told him?!?! because AHHHHHHH!!!!!!

yournamesource: I already know this album is 10/10

Jack was surprised when he opened instagram and saw that you had dropped an album out of the blue after five years. 

No promotion or anything.

Once you had gone ghost after your relationship crumbled, it was like you had fallen off the face of the earth.

Jack couldn’t find you no matter how much he tried, he eventually gave up and everyone around him had witnessed how big of an impact that had on him.

The two of you had been together when your first album dropped and for three years in total. After the break up, you went ghost for two years while Jack tried to distract himself with any and everything to take his mind off of you.

He had it in his mind that you were his soul mate and didn't think that the two of you would have ended up on such bad terms. Too many things got in the way of your relationship and it seemed like when one aspect was repaired, another one would come into play and cause tension.

Jack loved you or he loves you rather and only wanted the best for you even if that didn't include him. No matter how hard that would be for him to witness. He still walked around with your engagement ring and took it out to look at it from time to time to look at it. He knew that you would have said yes if it wasn't for certain rumors floating around about him at the time when the two of you were at odds.

He had proposed to you and all you did was go on tour to distract yourself from the rumors that were surrounding your boyfriend.

He cheated

He had gotten someone pregnant

He had multiple side pieces

It was way more than you could take and couldn’t stomach being married to someone who you didn’t think was telling you the truth at the moment. 

But the thing is that…. He was.

He had never cheated, had never stepped out on you or got anyone pregnant.

But he understood why you told him no.

But he held out hope to be able to put that ring on your finger one day. 

It was around midnight and he began listening to your album, literally ten minutes after he had seen that you dropped it.

He had missed hearing the sound of your voice.

Especially when you would sing to him in the middle of the night when he woke up from a nightmare.

It was always you.

Always.

Jack had been enjoying the album so far and knew that there were certain lines about him and your other ex- boyfriend Devin who was a piece of shit and didn't deserve you.

You would tell him about certain things that happened between the two of you and Jack made it up in his mind to never put you through that again.

But, Jack probably didn't deserve you either.

His breath hitched when he got to Nobody Gets Me.

This is the one.

The one that was about your relationship and how other things got in the way of your happiness.

Took a long vacation, no makeup, just Jay Z

You were balls deep, now we beefing

Had me butt naked at the MGM

So wasted, screaming, "Fuck that!"

Blurry now, but I meant it then

Hurry now, baby, stick it in

'Fore the memories get to kicking in

It's too late, I don't want to lose

What's left of you

How am I suppose to tell you

I don't wanna see you with anyone but me?

Nobody gets me like you

How am I supposed to let you go?

Only like myself when I'm with you

Nobody gets me, you do

You do

Nobody gets me, you do

You do

Nobody gets me, you do

You do

Nobody gets me, you do

Took me out to the ballet

You proposed, I went on the road

You was feeling empty, so you left me

Now I'm stuck dealing with a deadbeat

If I'm real, I deserve less

If I was you, I wouldn't take me back

I pretend when I'm with a man it's you

And I know that it's too late, I don't want to lose

What's left of you

How am I suppose to tell you

I don't wanna see you with anyone but me?

Nobody gets me like you

How am I supposed to let you go?

I only like myself when I'm with you

Nobody gets me, you do

You do

Nobody gets me, you do

You do

Nobody gets me, you do

You do

Nobody gets me, you do

Nobody gets me, you do

Jack remembers how you would tell him all the time, "nobody gets me how you do and I love you for loving me."

Jack listened to the song on repeat until sleep overtook his body.

When he woke up later that day, he had a full day ahead of him. Multiple appearances and interviews. Urban had been eyeing him the entire morning and knew that he had listened to your album and was waiting for him to say something about it. 

Urban and the rest of PG had it on repeat since it had dropped and knew Nobody Gets Me was about Jack. 

It was obvious and there was no way to get around it.

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yourinstagramname: nobody gets me, you do 💖

jackharlowsource: I'll be the one to say it. THIS IS DEFINITELY ABOUT JACK! NO DOUBT IN MY MIND!

normani: so happy you're back we missed you and your beautiful voice!

2forwoyne: I've had the album on repeat since it dropped. so proud of you.

urbanwyatt: our girl is back 😭

yournamesource: OH and jackharlow liked it! okay now, so can my favorite couple get back together please?!

dojacat: this song gets me in my feels

jackharlow: 💖

jackharlowsource: did yall see that?!? I KNOW YALL SAW THAT AHHHHHH OMGOMGOMGOMG IT'S HAPPENINGGGGG

quiiso: jackharlow 👀

Jack was currently scrolling on his phone and came across the sneak peek of your music video. He kept watching it over and over again until Urban broke the silence.

"Call her."

"She doesn't want to talk to me."

"That song says otherwise. Come on. We ALL know that's about you."

"And what am I even supposed to say?"

"That you still love her! You haven't even looked another girl's way since the two of you ended and she basically fell off the face of the earth. I know she wants to talk to you."

"And what even makes you think that?"

"Because I messaged her and congratulated her on the album. I also mentioned how miserable you were and acted like a lost puppy without her."

"URB!"

"What? I did nothing wrong and I'm tired of your ass being depressed."

"I don't even know where to start."

"How about this? Hi, hello, I miss you, I love you and we should have been married by now. That option is still on the table because I still have your engagement ring."

"URBAN!"

"Did I lie?"

"No, but…"

"Stop being scared and go get your girl back."

A few days had passed and Jack found himself hovering over your number in his phone but never pushing it to call you.

Until Urban came up behind him and reached across to push it for him.

"Fuck! Urb!"

"It's dialing. Can't wait to hear about yall being back together. I'm about to go smoke." 

Urban left and then Jack heard your soft voice come through the phone and his heart did a backflip. 

"Hello?"

"Um, hey."

"Hi, it's actually really good to hear your voice. Didn't realize how much I missed it." You confessed as you were sipping on your matcha latte. 

"Me too. I wanted to call you and tell you how proud I am of you. The album is amazing and it’s been on repeat since it came out."

"I'm proud of you too Mr. First Class. And your Grammy nominations. You deserve all of it and more."

"Wouldn't be here without you though."

It was silent for a few seconds before you piped up.

"I'm just going to go ahead and say it. Fuck it."

"Say what?" Jack curiously asked and his heart rate sped up, nervous about what you were going to say. 

You couldn't help but to let a few tears fall and was thankful that Jack couldn't see you at the moment.

Thank goodness this wasn’t a facetime call. 

"How much I fucking miss you. I know it's been two years and I… I swear that they have been the hardest two years of my life. Because I didn't plan on you not being in it."

There it was.

You couldn’t hold it in anymore and needed him to know that. 

"I can't even begin to tell you how much I miss you too. Are you in L.A. by any chance?"

"I will be tomorrow."

"I need to see you in person to be able to tell you all of this." 

"Do you still remember how to get to my condo?"

"How could I forget?"

"I'll be there by 3 pm."

"Can't wait to see you."

When you had landed in L.A., your heart was skipping beats at the thought of seeing Jack after two years.

Once you had reached your condo, you had taken a shower and put on some comfy clothes as you waited for Jack to get there. You flipped through Netflix in the hopes of finding something interesting to watch and decided on Boo Bitch. You were deep into the third episode when there was a knock at the door.

Here goes.

You made your way over to the door and peeked to see that it was in fact Jack. You let out a breath that you didn't realize you were holding and opened the door.

Jack did nothing but smile at you before he brought you into a hug. You don't know how long the two of you were standing there but you knew it had to have been a few minutes. 

You took his hand and led him to one of the couches in the living room. 

"It's so good to see you." Jack quietly said before grabbing your hand.

"You too."

"I.. I have to tell you this before I freak myself out into not saying anything." Jack said while holding your hand tighter.

"I'm listening."

"Nobody Gets Me."

You simply nodded as you were attempting to not let any tears fall. There was so much that you wanted to say, but now that he was in front of you it seemed like you froze up and was happy that he wanted to talk first. 

"I don't think you realized the huge impact you had on my life. I tried dating after we broke up and no one has come close. Absolutely no one."

"That's more than what I've done. I just knew that no one would ever come close to you. And for the record, I never cheated on you."

"I know. Can I ask you something?" You quietly said.

"Anything, baby."

You instantly got a smile on your face.

"If Urban didn't tell you to call me, would you have done it on your own?"

"No, because I thought that you wanted nothing to do with me."

"I still love you. That hasn't changed and that doesn't go away overnight."

"Glad to see it's not just me. Oh and Special? I hate that he made you feel that way. You're absolutely amazing and I'm upset that I let such an amazing woman go. I know he had a big impact on your insecurities."

“Thank you for that. I’m slowly but surely healing from all that he said.”

“Um, another thing but I get it if you say no.”

“Ask away. I’m all ears.”

“I still want to be the person that puts a ring on your finger one day, so if you’re willing can we try this again?”

“Took you long enough to ask me.”

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jackharlow: no place like home with my favorite girl yourinstagramname 💖

yourinstagramname: forever and always 💖

jackharlowsource: *INTERNALLY SCREAMING*

theshaderoom: has our favorite couple returned?

urbanwyatt: everyone can thank me for this reunion because I'm the one who made jackharlow call yourinstagramname 🥰

yourinstagramname: urbanwyatt appreciate you, Urby. I missed my baby 😘

jackharlow: urbanwyatt I guess you are good for some things

urbanwyatt: jackharlow YOU GUESS?! I JUST REUNITED YOU WITH YOUR FUTURE WIFE

jackharlowsource: WHEN'S THE WEDDING??! CAN IT BE LIVE STREAMED?!?

allthingsyourname: HER BABY?!?! PLEASEEE THEY ARE SO CUTE 😭😭😭😭😭

yungskylark: thank goodness, now yourinstagramname I have gone two years without your cooking and I'm pulling up tomorrow

shloob_: shit, we all coming yourinstagramname I need that peach cobbler IMMEDIATELY

yourinstagramname: did yall miss me or my food?

quiiso: yourinstagramname both 🥰

jackharlow: yall can get yall food later, we got other things to take care of

nemoachida: nasty asses

jackharlow: nemoachida TWO YEARS NEMO. TWO YEARS.

2forwoyne: jackharlow we'll let yall slide this time but I'm coming over Saturday

yourinstagramname: 2forwoyne can't wait now jackharlow come here

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[myths-tournaments]

Awful Characters Round 3 (1/8)

Propaganda under the cut!

GREGORY HOUSE

He’s the medical malpractice doctor from the medical malpractice show. Man has never had a healthy relationship in his life and isn’t about to start now and by god he will break any law. Loyal but super weird about it, and makes everyone around him worse but also more interesting. He’s insufferable and I love him.

The show is regularly called the medical malpractice show. Everything he does is either questionable, illegal, dangerous, or all of the above. He’s said countless racist/sexist/homophobic things at any given opportunity, even to his friends. He has exactly one friend who is a thrice-divorced loser oncologist who only really stays with House because he's afraid of who would get hurt if he didn't. House will do anything to solve a puzzle or — God forbid — prove a point. He regularly puts people in danger to prove points of figure things out. His only morally redeeming quality is that he’s turned this obsession onto medical cases, and so usually the patients live. The show acknowledges multiple times that the only reason anyone tolerates his constant abuse is that he's a good doctor.

IANTHE TRIDENTARIUS

Her number one hobby is ruining every person's that she knows life. Her second hobby is being soooo slutty about it despite looking like a literal wet rat. Her third hobby is having an extremely unhealthy relationship with her twin. Her other hobbies include cannibalism, wearing a maid outfit, being extremely convinced she is the main character, the badboy sexy love interest and the villain. 'Why', you may ask. Well, the answer is, for shits and giggles #justgirlythings i, aswell as literally everybody else in the fandom have gone through the pipeline from hating her to desperately wanting to fuck her. expect for i still fucking hope she dies and doesn't come back for good. (that would literally solve all of everybody's problems) as god intended (EXPECT FOR. one of her hobbies literally is gaslighting god) She is fucking horrible i will love her until i die and even after that

parks and recs jean ralphio voice she's the woooorst!! The moment she learns she has to kill someone to become a Lyctor (aka a more special necromancer), she doesn't hesitate to kill and cannibalize the guy who has been her cavalier since childhood… cavalier who she also totally bullied as kids, she was allowed to choose one guest for her and her twin sister's birthday party each year, and she would always pick whoever she thought her cavalier didn't want to see there! While other characters are shown to regret the process of becoming a Lyctor (which involves someone close to them dying)/were forced into it because of circumstances, Ianthe has absolutely no regrets, she believes she did what she had to do

The author once said of Ianthe: "I don't think she's been nice to anyone, if she has I'll go back and change it." She killed and ate the soul of someone she has known all her life so that she could become a necromantic saint and tormented him plenty before that. General negging, ganging up against him, always inviting people he didn't like to their birthday parties. She doesn't regret killing him. I think she is repulsed by the idea that his digested soul is affecting hers. She helped her crush lobotomise herself so she would be in Ianthe's debt, and later lied and said she didn't see the corpse of a woman her crush killed under her bed (why did she do that? I do not know). She has a bone arm because her original arm was cut off, she hated the replacement so her crush cut THAT off and grew her a new one out of just bones. She had it gilded and only after that did she decide to help her crush deal with the person who had been repeatedly trying to kill her. She wants so badly to be the main character but people keep interrupting her villain monologues.

she has her own content warning tag

She's such a bitch to everyone all the time, she causes nothing but problems, she tries to do a villain speech but fumbles it because her tummy hurt, she is the awfulgirl of all time

#awful characters tournament #tournament poll #awful characters round 3 #house md #gregory house #the locked tomb #tlt #ianthe tridentarius

[secretivemessenger]

Request! ^^

Zhongli x Monster Buff Male Reader

The best scenario I can give is Reader goes into a sort of rut and can't stop clinging to Zhongli, resulting Zhongli quickly taking them both home to dominate Reader. I'd like for cum play and any other extreme kinks you do to be added.

I'm sorry if this request is still vague.

Vik

Urgent Need

Top zhongli x dragon male reader

Rating: NSFW

Warnings: Bondage! Public masturbation! Cum play! Horn kink?! Multiple orgasms! Tease zhongli! Raw sex! Cum as lube! Fingering! Pet names!

Note: ok so idk if im dumb or sm but i have no idea what is a monster buff so i made it into a dragon , maybe i am dumb 🤔

You met morax by total accident , you were walking around and you saw him sitting on a chair while drinking wine alone which caught your Attention so you decided to approach him , and you two being the same species you got along pretty well , From strangers to friends to lovers

Well that was ages ago , quite literally , now he goes by the name zhongli as he now lives as a human , while you being his lover decided to join him living in liyue together

It has been good for the most of , well if you ignore the ruckus a certain fatui harbinger cased then yeah its good

You’ve been living together in a medium sized house , while working at the same location babysitting at the wangshu funeral parlour

Your daily life has been quite simple , waking up at the same time eating breakfast together then off to work , you work together with hu tao till dawn , then go back home eat dinner and then spend rest of the day together

But today is not like any other day , its your rut you have noticed it coming few days ago , you constantly felt the need to pamper or be pampered no matter what it is you wanted to hold something , and zhongli was the first to know

And when the day finally came zhongli took a day off for the both of you , but instead of spending it at home he came up with the idea of going outside with some special equipment

You woke up with your body burning and the first thing you did was go after your lover , you found him messing around in the kitchen , you basically ran and hugged him from behind “goodness look at you” he said gently before turning around and returning the hug

You couldn’t help but press your clothed cock onto his own grinding them together “oh my already this bad” zhongli said which you nodded with a whimper in response burying you face on his neck “how about something new” he said which made you pull back confused

“Seriously what has gotten into you” you whisper yelled at zhongli while he simply ignored you and continued walking around the streets of liyue

You could only follow him slowly , your face flushed past your ears to your neck , you cant help but rub your thighs together while walking uncomfortably “what’s wrong is something bothering you sweetheart” he said with a smile on his face

You gritted your teeth looking at him with the are you serious look , with your looks all eyes were on you “I’m fine” you said and continued walking to not bring more attention to you

Zhongli knows its your rut and that you’ll be overly sensitive but he still decided it’ll be a good idea to try something new , you were fine with trying new things together at home , but you didn’t know that he would tie your body with robes then just make you wear your clothes again and drag you outside

You can feel the tight robes squeezing your body with every step you take , and it doesn’t help that your body is sensitive to every little touch , it’s to overstimulating you feel like you could cum right then and there but you had to hold back , you wouldn’t want to embarrass yourself infront of the many liyue citizens

If it wasn’t for the fact that you have gone through your ruts many times in your live you wouldn’t last an hour , but even with that you barely managed , either it’s the robes or zhongli who kept touching your body out of no where , it were simple touch’s but it managed to turn you on even more

“Yes i would like two of those plea-” zhongli said to the stall owner before he was interpreted by you gripping his hands and dragging him to an empty dark alley and pinned him against the wall “something’s wrong” he asked with a smile like nothing is happening making you grit your teeth harder before looking up at him with teary eye “please I’ve been a good boy”

He paused for a bit before turning your positions and pinning you against the wall and pressing his knees onto your clothed cock “if you could cum for me here and now then maybe I’ll consider” he said with a grin on his face , you were to embarrassed to do anything but knowing zhongli if you don’t do it he’ll really just keep walking not bating an eye to you

You released your cock from your pants making you shiver from the sudden cold , you took a hold of it and started smearing the pre cum all over it , once its all slippery  you started jerking yourself off moving your hand up and down , circling the tip with your fingers

You slapped one hand on your mouth to prevent noises and alert the people , but you couldn’t help the gasp that escaped your lips once zhonglis hand warped around your balls fiddling and squeezing at them , making you body jerk forward thrusting against your hands , moving you hand faster , you came right on the spot because of how sensitive you were due to the rut

Once you finished zhongli gripped your hand and started dragging you away “wait sir what about your order” the stall owner yelled at your running figure but zhongli didn’t stop “i swear people these days are unbelievable” he said with a sigh 

The moment you entered your shared bedroom you both started undressing without even realizing it your horns came out , seeing zhongli take off his clothes you can finally see his fiully hard cock making you realize your not the only one holding back

You sat down on all fours your spread you hole open for him while looking back at him with flushed face “fill me up dear” you said with droll dropping from your mouth , zhongli took a hold of your cock that still has remained cum on it drawing a moan out of you , he pulled his hand away once it was covered with your cum and smeared it all over you hole which made you let out a loud gasp

Zhongli didn’t waist a single second he pushed two of his fingers at the same time and started thrusting them at a high speed too overstimulated by your rut and your past orgasm you came for a second time that day with a loud whimper

“Please just do it already” you cried out for him “do what you got to tell me if you want me to know” he said still keeping his teasing persona even tho he’s fingering you so roughly , you whined feeling his now three fingers brush against your prostate

“please i want your cock inside” you shouted out at him “good boy” he said before pulling his fingers out and pressing the tip of his cock against your somewhat lose hole , he didn’t waist much time and pushed his cock all the way past your hole hitting your sweet spot right on the spot and started thrusting right away

He took both your horns on his hands gripping at them tightly and pulling on them , while fastening his thrusts which you let out a groan in response too , you can feel your body burning up with pleasure , zhonglis cock making you see stars and the still tight robes around your body , you bite back a moan gripping hard at the sheets below you

Loud grunts leaving zhonglis mouth his thrusts getting sloppy you can already tell he’s close “inside.. please cum inside” you begges him , and with another thrust you can feel his cum filling up your inside , but he didn’t stop his thrusts it became even faster , its like time slowed “fuck zhongli im cumming” hearing you he bucked his hips against yours you can feel him reach deep inside you rearranging your insides with his monstrous cock , you came all over the sheets below you with a loud moan

You hands gave up on you as you fell onto the pool of your own cum , when zhongli wanted to pull out you clenched you hole keeping him inside , you measured your strength and turned yourself around on your back , warping your legs around his waist locking him

“You don’t think one round can satisfy my rut do you” you said with heart eyes and a wide smile looking at zhongli with such tempting look “what a needy boy you are”

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Can you do a Carl x Rhee reader when the reader gives birth? ( And by chance can the baby be a boy☺️)

The moment

A/N: i really love this + i didn’t have ideas anymore so requests are very well appreciated, i hope you will like it <33 (that was hard to write i hope i portrayed it good😭🫶🏻)

warnings: emotional stuff, giving birth so blood mentioned etc, mentioning of grief (pretty much fluff)

summary: Rhee!reader is carl’s girlfriend and she’s giving birth at the hilltop. fem!reader is glenn and maggie’s adoptive daughter. this happens during season 7 i don’t know when exactly ;)

english is not my first language ;)

You knew you were due for this month and you prepared yourself, you talked a lot about this with your mom who’s also pregnant, ironic isn’t it?

These lasts months were really tough, you had lost your dad, you had a lot of pressure on your shoulders because you had to keep the baby safe with the saviors around you.

A whole war could start at any moment and you were in the middle of that, pregnant as hell with a really really worried boyfriend.

That was a huge problem too, Carl was with you the whole pregnancy, trying to reassure you but he was in fact the most anxious man in the world at that moment.

He got on runs with your dad to get baby products months before you gave birth, he found books about pregnancy risks, some were really worrying so you begged him to stop reading this because it would end badly.

But he still was the most supportive person, always here to help, your mom confessed to you that he had a long talk with her about the situation, that he was very scared.

Maggie was there to help Lori giving birth to Judith, that was really traumatizing for both of them but it made them closer so he wasn’t scared of talking about it with her. Plus she was also pregnant.

You had symptoms telling you that you were going to give birth soon enough. You got all your stuff to the hilltop, you made multiple visits with the doctor Carson, he told you you could start going into labor at any time. When he said that you felt Carl squeezing your hand without even noticing he did.

He looked so focused on what Carson said, you rubbed his hand with your thumb, knowing that this wasn’t going to be easy.

That day, you had really bad contractions so Rick, Michonne and Carl all left Alexandria to take you safely to the Hilltop.

“Y/N, are you okay?” you heard your mom coming out of nowhere when you entered the Hilltop.

“I’m fine” you responded, a hand on your stomach.

“We think she might start to go into labor.” Rick calmly said, holding Michonne’s hand.

Maggie gave you a comforting smile before taking you and Carl to the doctor Carson after telling Rick and Michonne that she got this and they could leave if they had things to do at Alexandria.

Michonne quickly kissed your cheek and Carl’s, Rick gave y’all a reassuring hugs and then they left, scared that Negan could come at Alexandria at any moment.

Everything was pretty slow and even if you were stressed, people around you were so relaxed and acting like this happened everyday that you calmed down.

“How are you miss Rhee?” the doctor asked, “In huge pain but okay.” you laughed, feeling like you got struck by lightning for the 50th time of the morning.

You were laying on the sort of hospital bed, Carl sitting next to you, you felt you were really close to the moment. Carl was very silent, he didn’t want to stress you even more.

Carson made many tests to confirm you would literally give birth today, your cervix was dilated.

You already knew you would have to do this naturally, they didn’t have the equipment for a c-section or an epidural. They also couldn’t give you pain management. You really have to man up for this.

It started hurting more and more, but you had to stay like this for 4 hours, you were sweating and everything, your mom was waiting alone outside, she wouldn’t leave for a second in case the doctor or you would need her.

“Hey, mags, how is it going in there?” Sasha asked, approaching your mom.

“Hi, i don’t really know, i hope she’s okay, i’ve only heard little pain screams so far…The doctor left the room 30 minutes ago he told me to not worry too much. And that she was in good health, and the baby was in a great position.”

“Ugh, you look tired. You should go rest a bit, that can last for a really long time.” “Yeah i know, it’s already been 4 hours and a half. I wanna wait here until i’m sure she’s alright.” Maggie said, resting her head on Sasha’s shoulder.

“You’re a really great mom, you know that?” Sasha said laughing. “Thank you, i’m trying my best!” Maggie answered, closing her eyes.

Sasha rubbed Maggie’s hand “God i wish Glenn was there, it’s so hard to do this without him.” she sighed, tearing up a bit. “I know, i know…” Sasha replied, also closing her eyes.

At the same moment, you still had huge contractions, Carl was caressing your forehead, “It’s gonna be okay.” he tried to comfort you but at that moment, the pain was so big you couldn’t even hear him.

“Ugh, i’m dead serious Carl, we’re never having sex again” you angrily said, looking at him. He had the audacity of laughing then kissed your forehead “We’ll see that later, for now you’re pushing a whole human being out of your vagina, Y/N, i think it’s a bit too late for regrets!”

The doctor came back in the room at that moment, he checked on you and encouraged you to start pushing right now. That’s when you got scared, the baby was going to arrive in maybe two hours, or eight hours you can’t know before it’s here.

After long minutes, you started to feel the baby starting to come out as you were moaning in pain, destroying Carl’s hand by squeezing it like a stressball, you had instructions to take deep breaths, you obviously cried all the tears of your body.

You had flashbacks of all those give birth training when you were laying on the floor, legs opened and breathing like an animal to prepare yourself for this moment. But you couldn’t imagine it would be so painful and uncomfortable.

Carson was looking down there to finally start seeing the baby start to show up. “Okay keep going, keep going Y/N.” he encouraged you as you screamed so loud you almost lost your voice.

You never had that amount of physical pain in your whole life, you cursed a lot of course, then after a really long day, you felt like you ran two hundred marathons and got stabbed fifty times in your vagina, but the baby finally came out entirely.

Carson immediately cut the cordon off, then the baby started crying, you let out a huge relieved sigh with lots of tears because this meant the baby was okay and breathing by it’s own.

He quickly washed off the blood on your baby then wrapped it around a little warm cover. He gently gave it to you, “And here’s your son.” you started sobbing as you felt his little body against your chest, you learnt at the same time that it was a baby boy.

As soon as you saw him you knew your dad sent that baby from heaven just for you, Carl put his hand on the baby’s back, you’ve never seen your boyfriend crying of happiness like this, he seemed so overwhelmed.

He looked at the doctor “It’s- it’s a boy?”, Carson nodded as Carl smiled at him, tears rolling down his eyes “Congratulations.” He left the room to let you in your intimacy.

For the first few minutes, you guys didn’t say a word, the room was completely silent. You felt your son’s heartbeat and caressed his hair (of course you had a hairy baby just like everyone predicted when you announced your pregnancy).

After that really sweet moment, you got a little bit up to pass the baby to his daddy of course.

They finally met, the baby that made Carl crazily stressed out for 9 whole months was in his arms.

He looked at his son with simply fascinated eyes, it felt unreal to him, that baby was an angel, he couldn’t realize it was his own son.

He started sobbing, letting out all his worries, the bad memories of his mother giving birth in terrible conditions, his mom that had to sacrifice herself for his little sister, that image was finally replaced by the love of his life giving birth in a beautiful way.

Carl couldn’t leave his eye of his son, he was mesmerized by this sleepy little human. He never imagined feeling like this, loving someone you don’t even know yet, someone you literally created feels so surreal.

He was so close to his son during the pregnancy, always touching your belly, talking to him, trying to hear his heartbeat, he needed this proximity with him and now that he’s there, he doesn’t know how to act. He wants to hug him forever and protect him against anything. Carl could die right now for this baby.

“You’re the cutest little man ever.” he sobbed letting these words out.

You were watching him in tears, you remember how scared you were of announcing your pregnancy to Carl, now you see how happy you made him, how much he loves you. You’re just starting a family with the person you love the most.

After everything y’all have been through, you finally get this peaceful moment, you can finally see Carl get the family he always dreamed of, you in your hospital bed watching your boyfriend holding your tiny son in his arms.

“He’s got your hair, Carl.” you bursted into laughing as Carl started to laugh and cry at the same time. “Oh shut up!” he couldn’t even see anything because of the amount of water in his eye.

“That’s it, he’s there!” Carson smiled to Maggie and Sasha, Maggie stood up with a worried face and teary eyes. “It’s a boy? She’s okay?” she frenetically asked as Sasha was rubbing her back. “She’s perfectly fine and their son is too.” he answered winking at your mother.

She let go tears before turning around, Sasha took her in her arms so gently.

You got a whole night and day of resting after this, you had a lot of pain and work so you were really weak after giving birth. You took a long time to stay with Carl and your son before you fell asleep against Carl’s caresses as he told you you don’t have to worry, he’ll take care of your son while you’re resting.

You woke up and took a shower even though it was hard to walk and you had to wear some sort of baby diapers because of the blood coming out after giving birth.

You came back to the room and sat back down into your bed “I wasn’t joking when i said we’re never having sex again, do you know how much that hurts?” you said looking at Carl feeding the baby. “I assure you we’re still having sex just- with a condom on. But, imagine if we would’ve been intelligent persons, we wouldn’t have the cutest baby ever.“

He said with a sassy tone. “And, maybe we should finally give him a name, now he’s opened his blue eyes, tomorrow he’s gonna start walking!” he said jokingly.

“The tradition likes the first boy born to be named after one of his grandpas.” you answered looking at your son, with kinda sad eyes.

“We’re certainly not naming him Rick. That baby looks like a Glenn to me.” when Carl said this smiling, you felt your heart shattering. You lost your dad not long ago and this was just the right thing to do to heal your heart.

“Do you like it?” Carl obviously noticed you crying, he lied down the baby on his bed to come hug you and wipe off your tears.

An hour later, Maggie came to visit y’all in your room. Carson had made a little sign with a tigre drawing where it was written “Glenn Grimes” with a little angel drawn next to his name.

Maggie ran to you and kissed your forehead “How are you guys?” she emotionally asked before walking to Carl to give him a huge hug. “We’re more than good.” He said rubbing her back to reassure her.

“Look at your grandson, mom.” she walked to his carriage and you saw the look on her face when she read his name.

It didn’t fail to make her start crying, “I’m so thankful to have you.” she struggled to say as she walked to you to hug you. “I love you so much.” she whispered. “I love you so much mom. You should take him in your arms.” you said kissing her cheek.

As she was holding her grandson for the first time, Rick and Michonne entered the room. You saw Michonne’s mouth wide opened when she saw the baby in Maggie’s arms, they both stopped walking out of shock.

You heard a “Dear god” from Michonne and saw a smile on Rick’s face.

They both came to you to give you a kiss and congratulations. Rick ran to Carl to hug him and congratulate him too, Maggie looked at Rick smiling and passed him your son “And here’s Glenn Grimes in his grandpa’s arms” when Maggie said this, Rick’s face lightened, tears formed in his eyes, he looked at the newborn with pure love.

Michonne was looking at them, holding Carl, rubbing his back, trying to contain her own tears.

Rick turned to her “Come hold your grandson.”

Carl winked to her and she walked to Rick, “Hello little Glenn junior.” that’s when she lost it and started crying. You knew this would end up with everyone crying but you were so happy.

Carl came to sit with you as all the very young grandparents were fascinated by Glenn jr.

“You gave birth to an angel, Y/N” he said, holding you tightly against him, stroking your hair and kissing your temple. You closed your eyes, against his chest. You sent all your love to your dad. You truly believe this is all thanks to him.

You’re devastated that he will never meet his grandson, you know he would’ve loved him so much. He was the first one you told about your pregnancy and he was the happiest for you.

“Dad would’ve loved that angel.” you say with a little voice. “I’m glad your dad is his guardian angel. He’s watching him very closely Y/N.” Carl’s voice went straight to your heart. You know your dad will always be there for your son.

“I’m sure your mom is also going to watch over him.” you respond. Carl kissed you softly, thinking about how his mom would’ve been so proud of him.

“I can’t wait for people at Alexandria to meet him.” you told your boyfriend. “I can’t wait to see Judith. She’s gonna be so excited.” he says giggling about this thought.

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thank you so much for the request, this was hard to write i hope i did a good job🫶🏻

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