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iam93percentstardust · 1 year

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one of the things that really bothers me about modern franchises, and in particular over the last 5 years or so, is their refusal to commit. what i mean here when i say this is that it's not uncommon for a major franchise to make a decision, whether about the plot or the characters, that should have had huge, world-changing consequences... and then just never address that again or worse, immediately go back and undo it. and i'm gonna pick on star wars and the mcu here because those are the two big franchises i'm into at the moment (and i think they're kind of the worst at this), but i don't want you to walk away from this thinking that this is solely a disney thing. i've seen this happen with game of thrones and supernatural and plenty of other non-disney franchises. spoilers ahead, you've been warned:

in ant-man & the wasp quantumania, scott and hope make the life-altering decision to stay behind in the quantum realm and defeat kang instead of going through the portal to return to their world. this should have been a huge meta decision for the mcu, and when i first saw it in theaters, my immediate thought was wow, what is this going to mean for the mcu going forward? are we going to get a movie/miniseries about scott and hope helping to rebuild the quantum realm? how are cassie, janet, and hank going to react to the losses of their loved ones (in some cases, for the second time)? is cassie going to become the "first" young avenger because she has to take her father's place among the team lineup (and i only say first because as of this moment, none of the other young avengers introduced to the franchise are official avengers yet)? except nope, because less than 2 minutes later, cassie had fixed the portal that had broken way back at the beginning of the movie and brought scott and hope back.

and it felt like such a cheat. i was so disappointed in that theater, not as someone who was invested in these characters on a personal level (because yay, cassie gets her dad back!), but as someone who has spent years investing themselves in the story of the mcu. what was the point of wasting screentime on scott and hope accepting their new lives in the quantum realm if it was just going to immediately be undone? the entire scene could have been cut to scott and hope making it back bare seconds before the portal closed and it would have had the same emotional impact. there was nothing added by making scott and hope (and us) think that there was no way back only to rip the rug out from under us and go "gotcha! you really thought we were gonna give this movie a sad ending? haha! you're so dumb!"

and this isn't the first time the mcu has done this. one of the biggest complaints about endgame was the decision to set it five years in the future with no consideration for how that would actually change the setting of the mcu. characters were brought back to the exact place they disappeared from with no consideration for how things might have changed in the interim five years (like planes that weren't in the air anymore, buildings no longer standing, even just something as simple as a chair being unoccupied). and then the mcu didn't even really have the courage to address how this would have shaped the world other than a few jokes and making the bad guys in the falcon and the winter soldier people who cared about how the world had screwed them over during the blip.

and things like this happen over and over and over again. the accords are put into place in civil war, but by the time we get to she-hulk, they're gone with no explanation because, as best as i can tell, the writers didn't want to have to deal with the worldbuilding that went into the accords. gamora is killed in infinity war, but heaven forbid quill not have an emotional investment in a film he appears for maybe 10 minutes in so now she's back in endgame. steve got to go live in the past with his ex-girlfriend (which is in itself a refusal to commit after the mcu both gave her a different husband and had the woman herself tell him to move on) but we need to establish that messing with timelines is bad because that's what the entire next phase hinges on so actually his ending was predestined and it's only everyone else who can't change time. whoever took this entire town and also wanda hostage and forced them to live out a sitcom fantasy is bad and needs to be stopped but wait, it's actually wanda and she can't be the bad guy yet, we need her for doctor strange 2, so actually everyone's going to defend her now and say that no one else could ever possibly understand her grief. thor has decided to accept responsibility as king of asgard, but we can't use him for any more movies if he's stuck in asgard, so actually he's decided to pass it on to someone whose entire leadership capability is developed offscreen. i could list more examples but this is making me angry, so let's move on to star wars instead.

with star wars, i look at first the oft-quoted meme, "somehow palpatine has returned." yeah, i shouldn't really need to go into detail on how that counts as a refusal to commit but. the last jedi was a study in how johnson refused to commit to anything that abrams had laid down in the force awakens, but rise of skywalker was almost like abrams had looked at the franchise and said "screw you for taking it away from me, i'm going to come up with the most bullshit stuff just to spite you for doing that in the first place. and i'm going to start by undoing the most important plot point of the first trilogy: the emperor dies." and yeah, disney's kind of tried to salvage this by dropping hints into the bad batch and the mandalorian about cloning, but that only really works if you're watching the franchise chronologically and not considering that both of those series came out after rise of skywalker.

and then there's the mandalorian, my sweet summer child, who is, in my opinion, the worst at backtracking their plot points. i'm not entirely convinced that any of the higher ups for this show really knew what they were doing when they started working on it and i'm not convinced that they know what they're doing now. yeah, there's the tie-in to the last season of clone wars, but the mandalorian has managed to walk back pretty much every single major plot point it's had. din is this legendary warrior who can't be beat, but no one will watch this show if he defeats everyone too early, so he's constantly getting beat up (tbf, sometimes some of the fights he loses makes sense like the krayt dragon and the mudhorn, but a lot of them don't. at all). moff gideon is dead, no wait no he's not, now he's imprisoned, no wait no he's not, now he's definitely dead, you can totally believe us this time guys. grogu can use the force and must be placed with the jedi, but wait, the only person still actively teaching the way of the jedi is luke and all of his students will be brutally murdered ten years from now, and we can't have that, everyone will be mad at us for killing off such a cute character and no one will buy baby yoda dolls (and also we have to set up luke's character degradation from hopeful, believes-in-love cinnamon roll to "i'm going to kill my nephew") so in between seasons let's have grogu decide to go back to din (and don't even get me started on how frustrating it is that a casual mandalorian watcher also had to watch book of boba fett to understand why grogu is back). din has the darksaber now which makes him king of mandalore, that's totally going to be important and what the entire series has been building up to, right? wrong! he might have spent the first two seasons making connections, learning about the world outside his sheltered upbringing, and demonstrating the various qualities that would make for a good leader, but the entire third season will be about din realizing that actually he's super unworthy and the darksaber should actually go to someone who... saw an animal in the water.

and it's really, really frustrating as a viewer! because how am i supposed to get invested in any of these plot decisions when they almost always get reversed? why should i care that mj and ned have forgotten peter when ant-man 3 has shown me that they'll remember him the next time they're all on screen together? why should i care that tech is dead when half of the last season of clone wars was about how echo was actually alive? if none of these decisions have any permanence, then where are the emotional stakes? why should i watch your movie if all you're going to tell me is that nothing matters?

#and also i want to make a point that the early mcu did permanent stakes really well #iron man 1 ends with tony announcing that he's iron man and that's something that still resonated years later #the entire second film hinged on that one moment #loki falling into the bifrost is what leads him to the chitauri which is what kickstarted the avengers #steve is woken from the ice and the first organization who presents themselves as someone to trust is shield #which sets up the betrayal he feels in the winter soldier #these moments resonate throughout the first two stages and the decisions the characters made MATTERED #so you can't help but get invested because what if it's the wrong decision???#anyway i'm frustrated with the state of franchises #alle talks #long post

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kanerallels · 8 months

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Listen I absolutely love autumn but the only down side is that every year I absolutely lose my mind over who to be for Halloween

#IT'S AN IMPORTANT DETAIL OKAY?#this is the only chance i really get to cosplay #so i want to do someone i enjoy! someone fun! someone from a show i'm invested in!#unfortunately none of my ideas are good enough and the characters i would be if i could won't work out #it's very frustrating #because i love halloween! but i put maybe a little too much pressure on it #also right now i am very low on ideas #but i digress

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asteria-argo · 4 months

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i can feel myself getting preemptively annoyed with some of the comments I might get on the next chapter of to all the better places and let me tell you it's making it really hard to write this chapter in peace

#i just know I'm going to get so so many people hating on Ted again #and I appreciate the comments I really do #but the total lack of nuance astounds me #I think people forget just how much of a dickhead Jamie actually was in season one #and also that Ted thinking slightly ill thoughts about Jamie when he remembers him as being a very hostile and combative person #doesn't make him a bad guy #because fun amazing fact about to all the better places #is that Ted and Jamie haven't actually had a SINGLE conversation yet #because when Ted tried to have a civil conversation with Jamie in chapter three Jamie ran away #they are currently still dancing around each other #and I love that people are invested in the story and care about Jamie #but getting comments that are literally just character hate towards a character that isn't actually supposed to be hated?#not that fun #makes me feel like I'm trying to write around a bunch of landmines to avoid getting comments that are pure character bashing #you can be mad at Ted in this fic he's being frustrating and I'm writing him like that on purpose #but he's not the villain #he's barely even an antagonist #he's just bias and not sure what he's doing because he's in a confusing ass situation. he's trying his best under the circumstances #because he is as much of a fully fleshed out character as Jamie is

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shikai-the-storyteller · 2 years

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I genuinely tear up whenever I think about how English fans are learning Spanish for Quackity and how Spanish fans are learning English for him. He's really loved.

#i talk #dsmp talk #I have now moved from ''genuinely tear up'' to ''I am currently crying my eyes out rn thinking about it''#maybe this is a bit too tmi for a frickin tumblr post but #I'm Mexican and I've always been really deeply ashamed that I can't speak Spanish #esp because I look white passing and Ive dealt with the whole ''but you dont SEEM Mexican!'' thing my whole life #which — as someone who has always been fiercely proud of her heritage — never failed to piss me off #but I've always been too scared to practice with other people or with family #because I'm still afraid of that judgement and I'm afraid of not being seen as ''good enough'' or ''Mexican enough''#and like. I know I am I KNOW I am and there's no invisible standard or whatever I need to prove myself to #but at the same time. those kinda things build up over the years y'know?#then I got into DSMP and I found out Quackity was Mexican too #and I got really invested in his character and him as a person / creator #and when he joined Karmaland I finally decided to start practicing Spanish #and like. I've never been someone who could learn Any Kind of language outside of a classroom setting #and it's hard and frustrating and embarassing more than anything else #but I saw Quackity post about today's lore on his Spanish twitter a bit ago saying people should watch it even if its in English #and one of his Spanish-speaking fans responded to it saying how they started doing English duolingo for him #and like y'know Ive been an English teacher for ages and I'm always quick to congratulate people because learning a new language is hard #so I (in Spanish) respond by saying that I'm learning Spanish so I can watch Karmaland #and I say how amazing it is how everyone's learning a different language for Quackity and I wish them good luck #and I'm looking at the responses to both our comments rn and it's making me cry more #because the English and Spanish communities are both so enthusiastic and supportive of each other because we all love Quackity #I'm not really sure how to put my emotions into words but. it's nice to see that support. it's nice to feel seen by my own people #and it's nice to see that love trancends culture and language barriers #I see so much bad stuff in the world but then I see stuff like this & it makes me bawl my eyes out because we're all just people in the end #something about human connection and love and communication #I dunno. Quackity is very important to me and so is his community.#Anyways I know lore's gonna kill me today because this just made me bawl for 10 minutes #karmaland talk

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popsicle-stick · 1 year

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gonna have to drag myself back to reading babel at some point because i spent twenty god given pounds on it!!! in a cost of living crisis! i will make myself like this book if it kills me

#i know i've spoken abt it before but this is the first experience i've ever had of disliking a book that everyone else on here raves about #and it's a really weird feeling like am i simply not seeing something #like. it should have everything!#1830s ✔ morally torn protag ✔ oxford setting ✔#nice slick language based magic system ✔ unflinching exploration of the horror of colonialism through aforementioned language magic ✔#and exploring how language can be used as a conduit for empire is such a good angle. and how the babel students are just exploited for this #but i have 0 emotional investment bc the whole story is just tell not show and characters just feel like props with dialogue from 2023 #it simply is not giving oxford in 1836. (these girls are in trousers and no one bats an eye lmao. is this just gonna be a thing??)#constant footnotes that just interrupt the flow and seem to treat readers as just. stupid. like you do not need to hold my hand i can read #and the worst thing is some ppl on here will take any crit of this book in the worst possible faith like my guy. sir.#frustrating bc i expected it to be so good and i really want books like this that don't shy away from the british empire and colonisation #and it had been SO hyped and advertised and the main premise goes so hard it just feels. ugh

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grassbreads · 9 months

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Apparently it's a universal requirement of priest novels that one of the main characters has to be The Most Annoying Man Alive

#tho spl is the first time I've found the most annoying man alive actually annoying #reading about xp driving everyone around him bonkers in ts is a blast #and watchjng fd drive lwz up the wall in md was also always a lot of fun #but GY in spl is legitimately frustrating me a bit #he's funny. but he's SO bad at dealing with others' feelings in a way that's a bit frustrating to read #you can't buy a freshly traumatized teenager's love with gifts dude #anyway I'm finishing vol 1 of spl since I paid for it #but it's uhhh. still gross tbh #at least they've stoped being actively heinously racist for a while (since there stopped being scenes with 'barbarians')#but it's also. like. REALLY fatphobic w how cg's friend is depicted #I find cg's setup as a character pretty compelling #young miserable disillusioned and burdened with the idea that he's cursed to go mad with bloodlust #I like that #and the xianxia mech thing is legitimately very cool #but those two points of investment and enjoyment are carrying me through a book that I otherwise find kinda gross in a lot of ways #andie reads spl

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cartoonrival · 1 year

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genuinely glad its over though so i can like actually be done. because i would be lying if i said i didnt itch everytime there was a sam ment on stream and iwasnt watching but i cannot live my life like that again

#txt157 #DONT MEAN THIS NEGATIVELY. i gen have no regrets with getting into it i met some super awesome people forreal #and i still seriously think the format of a story like that #where everyone is a main character and everything is plot and everything is all the time is SOO MUCH FUN even if it eats away my insides #it scratches the itch in my brain for making connections that arent there #and there really is so much love in it #esp in anything that happend before 2022 LOLL but you get it.#i dunno i htink its such a fun format and idk i really love passionate amateur storytellers having a lot of fun #like idk im never gonna diss the time i spent invested in it #ultimately a great community even tho the discourse was a bitch #but my corner never really had that lol we were all usually on the same page #which some people might say is an echo chamber but i think its curating my space. and i had more fun #obv had massive issues and was super frustrating at times bc of broken promises and droughts and whatever etc etc etc #but you all know that already #but anyways. heart. will not be caring about s2

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pomarrillo · 2 years

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#WEEEEEE I DID IT #got earthbound on the Wii U in 2018 and I finally did it for real 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭#i loved it such a cute game #I’m surprised how much easier it was going back to it #bc I struggled a lot my first two attempts lol #but omgggg it was so cute and great and heartwarming #my heart was kinda going thump thump during the giygas fight bc I was playing in the dark and it was scary lol #idk if I’m gonna play mother 1 cuz I heard it was really frustrating but maybe I’ll get to it someday!!!!#I’m just glad I finally played a good chunk of the mother series 😭😭😭#i gotta admit tho I still like mother 3 a bit better #bc I felt more invested in the characters and the story #and I liked the music and gameplay better lol #earthbound definitely has a certain charm to it that mother 3 doesn’t have tho #i wish the eb party members talked to each other more bc I like them as a party more?? but not as characters if that makes sense #I’ll probably make a big rant later lol but man I loved it so much #ok yeah now that I think more on it #i think eb’s charm to me came from its color palette/dialogue/sound design #maybe if m3 gets an official Eng translation (hopefully by Marcus lindblom again???) it’d have more of that eb quirky feel #and then just the color palette they used in eb is really timeless and nostalgic looking if that makes sense #and then the SOUND DESIGN all the little ploops and beeps and the psi noises were so great #angle chat

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bibiana112 · 2 years

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Okay but fr Iris and Hitomi play such a miniscule role and Date is a joke and Mizuki needed to have a whole chunk of her backstory retconned to even fit so why did we not just have two new protagonists? The misdirect with actually playing as three people could still work if it was just someone entirely new who had a double instead of her and it would have been a plus to not have the expectation of it being a Mizuki game when all the ties to her established character were so thin and surface level and pretty much the main disappointment I've seen with the game and it just feels idk very avoidable by making it an anthology with fewer recurring characters and mostly background references to people involved in past cases, like, this isn't a death game it's a broader setting you very much can do something like that effectively

#there's a lot but it's a very common complaint so I'll add that I want the timeline where Bibi gets to look different under the mask #cause the blue and hairstyle doesn't work with her clothes and it's such a good design I wish I could fully like her so much it's unreal #like in theory this character is freaking tailor made for me to fixate on but it's simultaneously messing with what I liked about Mizuki so #it's just cancelling itself out and I hate it #like it's so weird that we're just supposed to go with this now #with this notion that because they're genetically related they're more siblings than Mizuki and Iris when that's who she grew up around #it makes sense from Bibis perspective sure but that's why I'm saying!!! just have a new character at that point!!!#cause Mizuki was already adopted and we were already invested in the found family angle and the part that undermines that really is just #how ignored everyone else is Date dissapears he has an excuse but at the very least give them a proper reunion then???#and it's not like Bibi doesn't have found family shenanigans too she has Kizuna and Boss and those relationships would be so much sweeter #if she wasn't! Another! Mizuki!!! Hell have their lived experiences and personalities differ more while you're at it too please #ugh I'm frustrated because I want to like her so so so bad #the biggest difference is just that Mizuki doesn't have an illness to deal with??#aini spoilers

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vamptastic · 1 year

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danganronpa is whispering its siren song to me but alas nobody shares my big brain million iq opinions (drv3 hater) (korekiyo defender) (ishimaru understander) (celeste and hifumi apologist) (kaito hater) (protagonist love triangle poly advocate) (post sdr2 anime enjoyer) (fucking hates the writing bar the first half of sdr1 and ending of sdr2) (never even finished v3 because it was so dogshit terrible and also i genuinely can barely get through the minigames) (problematic psychological horror fan)

#the executions were not gorey enough they were not even that camp. except the celeste one.#leon baseball one was good. the korekiyo one had potential. kaedes ROCKED. taka's concept version was cool. everything else was shit.#everything about the way they wrote korekiyo drives me fucking insane ive written essay length posts on it before. i care him okay.#let me project onto the predatory fem gay man stereotype incestual serial killer.#mostly because his writing was wildly homophobic + transmisogynistic and a horrible depiction of abuse #but had so much potential for a genuinely good character if theyd pulled their heads outta their asses and deconstructed the tropes #which is what danganronpa is all about thats what makes the first game halfway secent #ughhh. its just so frustrating how all the writing js so close but so far.#like genuinely this is one place where i think fandom and fanfic is better than the original #say what you will but it's one of the only fandoms where ive felt p much all fanfic and headcanon done genuinely #has told a better and/or more complete story while keeping the original concepts and tone #unfortunately most of the fandom is insane and/or too preoccupied with shipping (understandable. i guess.) to like. engage with it fully.#and there's still such a dearth of content for my faves #kiyo is like at best a side character and at worse written as even more of a parody of himself 😭#theres literally like four people in the world who get it max. korekiyo eating spaghetti is still my favorite fan art of all time #...anyway. idk why im thinking about this rn but im nostalgic all of a sudden #i never really got invested into any of the crazy fandom stuff i just read old fanfic and watched from the sidelines #but me and a couple friends had a lot of own interpretation and theories and fanon sequel ideas n they mean a lot to me yk?#genuinely got me to do a lot more writing and art even if it was all korekiyo themed. im like soooo good at drawing him now (lie)#he's still my litmus test for picrews if i cant make him it's shit. he literally just has long hair a mask and pretty eyes. simple elements #anyway whatever he will live on in my head forever.

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colourstreakgryffin · 2 months

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I had a silly idea, what about an Cheshire Cat!reader x Alastor? (Feel free not to do this dearie ( ·∀·) )

Haha. OMFG. A Cheshire Cat would really match with Alastor well! So, thank you, Lady Beelzebub! I’ll try this out!

Alastor- A Little Game

Vaggie has been so frustrated. Charlie has been trying to ease the crew. Husk is on the verge of murdering somebody. Niffty is annoyed that her cleaning equipment is gone. Angel is quite amused by what’s going on and Alastor is very invested in the cause

Lately, the Hazbin Hotel has been dealing with a suddenly appearing invisible menace causing pranks after pranks nonstop; locking or trapping up doors, stealing items and storing them high up, whispering out in the halls at night

Alastor didn’t suspect he’d ever run into the culprit of all this trouble but he has. After Charlie had been giving Vaggie a calmdown pep talk, the Princess politely asked Alastor to check around the hallways for any more prank remnants, the Overlord did so, just to see what he may find… and he made a incredible discovery

A floating cat-like sinner with magenta and pink colouring, most importantly, a big Cheshire wide grin. A rival of Alastor’s own smile and with almost half a body, as if cut in half

The sinner was in the midst of setting up a trap consisting a big silver bucket full of thick blood over the top of Alastor’s own hotel room door, but they’ve been caught in the act

And Alastor doesn’t plan on dealing out punishment… he’s too amused

“Ah… you must be the little troublesome beast causing so much disrupt in this Hotel?” Alastor asks almost immediately with literally no malice towards what’s been going on, his transatlantic accent smooth and almost making his voice sound more friendly and warm than he actually is as this cat sinner… or otherwise, you

Just giggles under your breath and disappears into thin air properly with the wide grin floating in the air for a few seconds almost magically before dissipating with you

“And if I have?” Your voice rings out after a few more seconds of silence, disembodied, invisible. You can’t be tracked with eyes but Alastor’s powerful magic can pinpoint where you are by detecting your own demonic magic, sharply looking over his shoulder to be greeted with your floating head

Just your head… no body, it’s like before when it was half of your torso. Now, it’s just your head. Your magic is a lot like the storybook fairytale character, Cheshire Cat

But that’s because you’re the most Cheshire Cat person anybody will ever met. Alastor couldn’t help but be so amused by you; you’re skilled, you’re snarky, you know what you’re doing and you’re resourceful, good at planning

Able to have avoided being caught by everybody in the Hotel for months now and you’re lucky enough to have been caught by the one member who enjoyed the chaos and madness the pranks caused

“I believe you must avoid the others if so” Alastor proclaims, almost mysterious and still silky in that radio-laced but classy and dapper tone as you tilt your head confused. For the first time, you’ve been snapped out of your mischievous chaotic demeanour

You suspected him to bark, to growl, to be annoyed so him not is so odd to you but quickly brushing it off, you manifest your whole body into frame. Cute fluffy striped cat-like ears flicking and long fluffy cat-like tail curling around, almost like a coil spring

You couldn’t really understand this Overlord, something you don’t like. You’d prefer people to be confused by you, by your style of insanity and madness, by your enjoyment of causing so much disorder and high-tension emotions

You were about to speak, basically floating over his shoulder before Alastor beats you to the punch. You can’t tell if you’ll like him or despise him with the way he speaks, almost condescending

“If you’re going to make my project topsy-turvy, I suggest do a better prank”

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fff777 · 2 years

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Hmm........overhauling this arc of the fic....might not even go with financial crime anymore, might go with a justice story line instead...

I think I felt stuck with a financial crime story arc given my background knowledge, but I'm now realizing that maybe another kind of story line would fit the character who's taking the lead on this

#thinking out loud #fic talk #look i'm growing i'm learning to let go of ideas #i kept getting really stuck on the bureaucratic and professional relationships as well #i just getting tied up in knots about the logic of how the crime is happening and how the characters solve it #but for the other arcs so far there have been more emotional impacts on the story and i realized that i should keep that with this arc #ie what's something that would make this character really invested #on one hand i'm frustrated that even the planning is taking this long #bc i'm only working on the politics part of the plan rn!!#after i finish i need to make another version where i'll include the parts that are personal and not related to the characters' jobs!#and then i gotta WRITE IT OTL #i think i'm frustrated bc fics to me have typically been things that i could finish in a week #the only other time i wrote a longfic it was an extremely linear story and even though it took a couple of months it was straightforward #for this i keep losing my direction #i think the most helpful thing for me though is to really start to see this fic as a long-term project #and not something i can rush #me @ me: add oil! >.<

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daydreamerdrew · 2 years

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The Hulk’s ability to focus isn’t something I’ve ever really thought about in detail before, and I think that’s because so far in my Hulk readings he hasn’t really been written as doing so very often, but recently I’ve read two issues that highlighted it for me.

In this bit from The Incredible Hulk (1968) #199 the Hulk is bothered by how he’s always on the run but never has any idea as to where he’s going and so decides to simply stop in place and figure things out before moving on.

He ends up sitting on top of this movie theater quietly for 6 hours and only moves because he was interrupted by SHIELD attacking him. I think that speaks to how little knowledge the Hulk has as he really doesn’t understand the world or have a place in it so he’s really not going to be able to figure out a place go to, and to how thinking things through is something that takes time for him, but I think that this also speaks to how the Hulk is, despite his reputation as an unthinking monster, very much willing to put in the time to think things through when he’s given the space to.

And in The Defenders (1972) #35, when the Hulk is searching for a baby deer that he rescued from hunters, he’s described as “oblivious that all but his quest.”

Searching for this baby deer is something that’s very important to the Hulk and that he is emotionally invested in, and so he doesn’t even notice that people are fleeing in terror from him and that the police are headed towards him, because he’s so focused on finding this deer.

I think it’s worth noting that it’s not that this is necessarily a new element to his character but simply something that he rarely gets the opportunity to do. The Hulk often just isn’t able to focus because his life is so hectic. While never as extreme as the 6 hours from the first example, I have read the Hulk focusing before in periods of minutes when he’s alone in the wilderness and so has a peaceful environment and isn’t interrupted. Whereas in the the first example here the Hulk is interrupted by SHIELD and in the second by the police.

I’m thinking that a lot of the Hulk’s ‘dumb’ decisions could largely be attributed to how he has to make a lot of split-second decisions during his very hectic life and that if he was consistently given the time and space to think about things that he wouldn’t necessarily be so ‘dumb’.

#I also think it’s interesting that the Hulk is a ‘dumb’ protagonist who is very much /the/ protagonist #like Bruce is barely a fleshed out character at this point #and his presence in the series is still limited #though not as much as it once was #and it’s the Hulk that readers find pitiable and admirable and endearing and frustrating #etc.#like it’s the Hulk that readers are at this point compelled by and invested in #and they understand him as someone that isn’t bad but doesn’t fit into society #a lot of his problems come from existing in a world that he isn’t built for #I think that now when people think about the character and disability they first think of DID #and I think that nowadays people frame all of that from Bruce’s perspective #and I imagine that that’s likely because over time he has become more of a central character #but it stands out to me that once upon a time he wasn’t really that important #and it was the intellectually disabled Hulk that readers cared about #like I’m thinking about the social model of disability #which posits that disability is created by society being constructed by and for abled people #as an opposition to the concept of the medical model of disability #which posits disability as an individual problem within individual bodies #and so focuses on correcting individual bodies over societal changes #which I think is a framework that the average person struggles to understand in practice #but I think that the social model is what the Hulk’s stories at this point are implicitly using #like I think that readers at this point generally didn’t want Bruce to be cured of the Hulk because that wouldn’t be fair to the Hulk #my impression (formed from reading the letters pages) is that they thought that the Hulk deserved to exist as he did #and that it was General Ross and people like him who were the problem #like I’m thinking about when it was a discussion as to whether or not Bruce should be made a more prominent character #and some people wrote in saying how much they disliked and didn’t care about Bruce and just wanted the Hulk #my posts

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lvmazzy · 9 months

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- playing dangerous !

summary: Heesung doesn't hide his favoritism for his girl in the kpop industry.

pairing: manager!heeseung x idol!fem!reader

word/character count: 6K / 6297

warnings: grammatical errors, profanity, implied sex, obscenity, kpop, gg kpop, favoritism, affair between co-workers...

gender: little smut, fluff(?), funny(??)

author's notes: hihi my luvs!! I'm finally back. it's my first time writing something about enhypen and a little more raunchy, sooo I hope you like it! don't forget to give your feedback which is very important. xoxo 💋

It was a fact that Heeseung had a soft spot for you. From the day he saw you practicing in the rehearsal room, he certainly saw potential, charisma and beauty.

Your kpop group wasn't as acclaimed and recognized yet and that frustrated you. But things changed when you met Heeseung, he was a nice, young and extremely attractive guy - sinful thoughts ran through your mind making you dizzy - you saw how excited he was to be your new manager and help elevate your career.

Your dream was to be famous, the fame, the lust, the spotlight was your dream and Heeseung sure promised you all of that.

Things started to look better since you entered into an agreement with Heeseung, he was a great agent and manager. Album sales were up, views were growing, listeners on spotify were increasing and all of this was thanks to your manager Heeseung.

You were eternally grateful and happy for all your manager's work, he even increased your distribution lines on songs, invested in sponsors, in other words, you were the center of everything!

It was late at night when you had just come off another successful stage. You looked radiant, with rosy cheeks, hair on your forehead from dancing, and a breathtakingly flawless outfit.

The ecstasy was visible on your face as you entered your dressing room. Looking at yourself in the mirror, admiring every detail, so wrapped up in the countless compliments, you suddenly felt a pair of hands on your waist which made you jump in fright.

"Heeseung! You scared me!" you say with wide eyes and a hand on your heart.

"sorry my little kitten, I just came here to congratulate you." your stomach filled with butterflies at the nickname making you blush. Then immediately he pulled you closer to himself. In response, you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"you were amazing tonight, I'm so proud of you..." Heeseung whispered as he distributed several kisses with light bites on your neck, making you shiver with every touch.

"Heeseung... we.... can't....." it was almost a whisper. You tried to form coherent sentences, but Heeseung's kisses became hotter and hotter.

"why not? We've done it several times right here, remember?" he let out a nasal laugh after saying that, looking at your face with that seductive smile you couldn't resist. "or do you prefer my house?"

you paused for a moment and thought... your chest rising and falling because of the accelerated breathing. That's when you cracked a mischievous smile that made Heeseung smile too. "I get it, you really are a nasty girl." after saying that, he pulls you out of the dressing room and takes you to his car.

The ride was quiet and calm, you realized how attractive Heesung was tonight. The way he held the steering wheel and how his hair was slightly messy made you bite your lip trying to contain it.

Heeseung quickly noticed your behavior and brought one of his hands to your thigh and began to caress it slowly. He was teasing you, you knew him too well to know that kind of game.

When you finally arrived at his house, you quickly kissed him with all your strength and desperation.

He pinned you to the door and sunk his lips into yours, making your tongues roll together in sync. You gave a soft moan, which made Heeseung go crazy.

"i didn't know you were that needy." Heeseung said with a malicious smile on his face and with one of his eyebrows raised.

"shut up." You pursed your lips again and wrapped your legs around his waist.

Heesung held you and led you to your room, you had come here several times before and never seemed to change.

He laid you down on the bed gently with your lips still attached and pulled away for a moment, making you moan from the lack of contact.

"patience princess." he pulled off his shirt revealing the toned body you adored. It was quite a sight.

Moving closer to you, Heeseung began to distribute kisses on your thighs making you dizzy with pleasure.

"what? Cat got your tongue? Tell me what you want." a smug smile appeared on his lips.

"you..."

"hmm I don't think you've convinced me." he says pulling away leaving you frustrated and looking at your face that was almost closed.

"I want you, please. I want to feel you." you say under your breath making him smile in response.

He kissed you once again hovering above and lowered his lips on your neck leaving several bites. At this point you could only moan softly and try to keep your eyes open.

"you know how much I love this skirt on you, it's a shame we don't need it right now." with one action, he takes off your skirt throwing it in any corner on the floor.

You pull him into a desperate, passionate kiss, as his hands roam all over your body, squeezing and caressing.

He runs his thumb across your lips and caresses them, as you look up at him with the brightest eyes.

"you're a mess, princess." he says laughing as he stands mesmerized by you. In response, you gently kiss his thumb.

Suddenly, you both hear a low purr coming from the floor snapping you out of your trance.

"what...." you say confused.

It's then that a white ball of fur climbs onto the bed disturbing your moment.

"ownn it's just Yoon. I miss you my love." you say stroking and kissing Heeseung's cat several times, making him snort.

"okay okay, now we're at an important moment you know?" he retorts taking the cat off his lap and putting it away from you on the bed.

"i don't think she wants to see what her parents are about to do."

"what if she decides to watch?" he says to you in a teasing way while taking off your shirt.

"that would be pretty weird." you said a little out of breath because of Heeseung.

"I think she'll like that view." he says not stopping to look at you, specifically, your body that was only in your bra.

In response, you rolled your eyes and hit his shoulder playfully making him laugh.

"sorry, but you're always so hot, my star."

"oh my, what a corny nickname!" you say groaning in embarrassment making you both laugh.

"deep down you found it exciting."

"Heeseung if you don't shut your mouth I swear I'm going home."

"okay, I'm done!" he said in yielding, waving his hands in the air. "where were we? ah, yeah, the part where I take off all your clothes. Shit, you're so beautiful!"

"Heeseung focus!"

"right, sorry."

original by @lvmazzy , 2023

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Snow Lands On Top (2) || Coriolanus Snow x Reader (+18)

Outline: It’s the first round of the presidential elections and Coriolanus Snow’s results aren’t as good as he hoped. Fortunately, you’re there to give him an outlet for his frustration.

Word count: 3’081

Warnings: pregnancy (TTC), marriage of convenience, very explicit ROUGH smut.

Author’s note: I wrote this as a second part to There Will Come A Ruler, since a few people asked for it. I also wanted to thank you all for all the love I received since I started posting on this page a few days ago, it means the world to me! Still blows my mind that so many people bothered reading what I wrote! ♡

(( Part 1 - There Will Come A Ruler )) - (( Part 3 - Insatiable ))

It only was your second time stepping inside the tall skyscraper that hosted your husband’s office - and headquarters. When the elevator doors opened in front of you, you instantly felt trapped, probably because the lobby was more crowded than what you expected. Even if something inside you was screaming for you to turn around and run the other way instead of losing yourself in this den of vipers, you had no choice but to do what duty required of you. You plastered a smile on your face, the one too bright and too joyful to let how miserable you really felt show, and entered the crowd, recognizing some familiar faces and greeting strangers pretending you also knew who they were. If they had been invited today to Coriolanus’s office, it meant they were important to him so you had to consider them as important to you as well.

“Hippity hoppity, there you are, little dove.” A voice sounded behind you. You heard it as clear as day despite the ambiant noise all around you, and a cold shiver ran down your spine. You turned to face who it belonged too, smiling even brighter to conceal the uneasiness you always felt around such an eccentric character.

“Volumnia Gaul, it’s good to see you again.”

“It’s been too long. But I suppose you’ve been quite busy trying to fulfill your duties.” She said, throwing a knowing glance down to your stomach.

“Of course, there’s never a dull moment since I became Coriolanus’ wife.” You smiled, in yet another attempt to conceal your lies. You had been miserable and bored during most of the year you’ve been married, and although you were good at acting by now, the way Dr Gaul stared at you made you feel like she was seeing right through you.

“You should bring her to the front, people need to see you together.” She said, looking up to someone behind you.

You felt him before seeing him, his hand finding the small of your back and his tall frame appearing next to you, your shoulder brushing against his side. You lifted your gaze up to look at your husband, but he didn’t look down at you, focusing his attention on his mentor instead, the only thing letting you know that he had noticed you was his hand pressed against your lower back.

“Of course.” He agreed, with a nod. Dr Gaul’s eyes landed on you once more, something unsettling in the way she suddenly stared at you.

“My offer to examine her still stands, if you want me to run a few tests on her and figure out why you haven’t conceived yet.”

Your blood went cold. Everybody knew how deranged Volumnia Gaul could sometimes be, she was as cruel as she was extravagant and it only seemed to get worse the older she got. She had left her place as the head gamemaker of the Hunger Games to Coriolanus and had retired from her scientific career, but she still ran bizarre experiments in her lab, for her own enjoyment… And you definitely didn’t want to be one of them.

“It won’t be necessary.” Your husband assured her, allowing you to breathe again with relief. “It’s not her fault but mine, I’ve been too busy with the games and my campaign to properly invest time into expanding our family.”

Dr Gaul was about to reply something but was cut off by the sound of the television increasing in the speakers. Coriolanus guided you in front of the large window in his office’s lobby, as everyone seemed to step out of your path.

He was smiling, handsome as ever in his dark red suit and you smiled too, pressing yourself closer to him when you noticed the cameras filming you from across the room. It must have been a perfect picture to showcase to the entire nation, a seemingly loving couple standing in front of the nicest view of the Capitol, surrounded by all their supporters as the reporters on TV were about to announce the winner of this round of the elections.

All eyes were on the television as the results appeared on the screen. You held your breath, waiting for Coriolanus’ percentage to go up but it only did a brief jump and then stopped, largely losing to his opponents. You turned to look at him, waiting for a reaction, and so did everyone else present in the room.

True to himself, he held his head high, standing even straighter as he remained stoic, not a single change of the expression on his face to betray his disappointment. But, even if you couldn’t say that you knew your husband that well, you still knew that he must have been crushed by such a bad result. He had worked so hard for this, put up such a show for the people and so did you, his defeat felt like your own.

It startled you when you felt his fingers digging into the tender flesh of your hip. He was tense, you could feel it , but he was still smiling at the crowd, gracious in defeat. He even spoke a few words, only disturbed for a brief second when he noticed the cameras packing up instead of transmitting his speech, the viewers probably more interested in hearing what the victors of this round had to say rather than listen to your husband.

Coriolanus kept his tight grip on you, as if holding you was the only thing that could keep him from snapping. Some of his supporters came to him to offer him some words of encouragement in replacement of congratulations and he handled each conversation with polite manners.

“At least if you don’t win, we get to keep you as head gamermaker.” One lady said, trying to highlight the good in the situation but Coriolanus only gave her a tight smile in return.

“I’m sorry it didn’t work out but maybe it just shows you’re better at working on the Games, they’ve been delightful to watch ever since you took over.”

“At least if you don’t have to keep campaigning you can focus your efforts on the next Hunger Games and come up with a show even better than last year’s !”

The very reason of his bad ranking at the election kept being thrown to his face, people simply preferred him as a game maker, so that they could be sure to be entertained by Coriolanus’ genius ideas to make the show an annual event rather than see him becoming president and be bored in front of their television once a year. The other thing that didn’t work out for him, as you understood, was the fact that he didn’t seem as relatable to the people since he didn’t have a family to care for and protect while his opponent, Festus Creed, already had three kids with his wife Persephone. Maybe they loved each other…

Once people were done offering their sympathy, you felt Coriolanus’ warm hand leave you, your skin a bit sore from the intensity of his previous grip on you. He rushed through the crowd, even ignoring a man who tried to address him and went to his office, shutting the door behind him.

Nobody seemed to notice, nor care, that your husband had felt the need to isolate himself but you did for some reason. Maybe it was because you knew how hard it was to keep smiling and nodding at everyone when deep down you just wanted to scream and run away. In the crowd, you met Dr Gaul’s gaze who had also noticed, watching you with careful attention, as if she was waiting to judge the way you’d react.

So of course, you smiled. At her. At everyone.

You followed the same path as he did, stopping by the man who had attempted to speak to him so that he could speak to you instead and maybe ease off his vexation at being ignored by your husband. As hard as it may be to keep going once the facade of perfection crumpled, it was necessary - now even more than before - to make sure all his allies continued supporting him.

Once he seemed satisfied by the small talk you shared, you kept moving, trying to seem as relaxed and detached as you could, until you had the opportunity to slip inside the office, mostly unnoticed by the crowd still mingling in the lobby.

“Coriolanus, I…” You started but stopped yourself when you noticed all the files scattered on the ground. Your husband was leaning over his desk, his back turned to you and you could see him breathing deeply and rapidly, his shoulders moving up and down with tension.

Suddenly, he threw the remaining of what was on his desk down, with one long motion. More files flew up in the air before landing on the ground, a glass container of pens and pencils broke on the wooden floor and shattered to pieces, flying off in every direction like a tiny bomb explosion. His desk light also tumbled to the floor, making a noise you were sure others had heard too.

You had the instinct to take a step back, your hand finding the knob again in order to retreat far away from his wrath... But, when he buried his face in his hands, he suddenly felt a lot less threatening and a lot more vulnerable, making you decide to stay.

“You might have lost this time but maybe it’ll work out next time.” You told him, softly. You wanted to comfort him, as had everyone else already, but the way he dropped his hands and looked at you with a dark glare made you question your decision.

“Always so positive.”He stated, bitterly, as if he was disgusted by your hopefulness. It wasn’t often that you got to see him without a charming smile on his face and a confident posture, in fact, it was the very first time you had been able to read him so easily, his emotions on display exactly as he was feeling them.

“It’s just one set back, for now they think you are too young, too good at your job, but maybe you’ll be elected next time. Maybe it’ll be in ten years. Maybe in thirty. But you will be president.” He shook his head, a cynical smirk on his lips.

“What makes you so sure ?”

“… Because Snow lands on top.”

His eyes darkened and he launched himself at you, crossing the path between the two of you in rapid strides so that he could capture your lips in a ferocious kiss. It left you breathless for a moment, the way his mouth was covering yours with feverish kisses, his arms around your waist to pull your body against his.

It was your second real kiss. Only the second one since you considered that your marriage had been sealed not with a kiss but with a signature at the bottom of a contract.

You pressed your forehead to his, trying to create some distance between you so that you could catch your breath and attempt to have a coherent thought about what was happening but he didn’t let you, giving you one last consuming kiss before his fingers tangled with your ponytail and he pulled, hard enough to force you to your knees in front of him.

You kneeled, looking up with expectant eyes. It was his way of showing you what he needed. He wanted to be revered, to get rebels to bend the knee in front of him, to be worshiped and relived from the anger and frustration he always locked up inside himself, with no way of letting them out.

You reached for his pants, swiftly undoing them with your eyes never leaving his pale blue ones, staring at you with a silent wrath still setting his gaze ablaze. He tugged on your hair again, forcing your chin up so that he could touch your face with his other hand, forcing a thumb passed your lips. He attentively watched you as you opened up your mouth to take it in, gently sucking before releasing it with a soft bite.

You saw him smile at your compliance, even though it was ended by a bold gesture. You were the perfect mix of obedient and fiery to make him lose his mind, and you both knew it.

He reached down to the pants you had opened for him, pulling his already hard erection. You resisted the urge to look at it, remembering how big it had felt in your hand and inside you, worried that his size might change your mind about giving him what he wanted. Instead, you kept your eyes fixed to his as you opened your mouth wide, ready to welcoming him there.

His tip glided on your tongue, his length not even entirely filling your mouth when you felt it hit the back of your throat. He shuddered with pleasure, a soft curse leaving his lips, followed by the sound of your name.

You felt a jolt of electricity in your body, a strange pride warming you up at the thought of pleasing him. You ran your tongue over his tip, tasting the saltiness that was already dripping from him in anticipation of his release. He cursed again and his hand moved to the back of your head, holding you firmly in place as he began thrusting back and forth.

You tried to relax your jaw and breathe through your nose as his hard length slid on your tongue, but when his movements increased in speed and in strength, you felt him reaching deeper down your throat and you couldn’t help but gag, tears welling in your eyes in consequence. But, even though he was still very carefully looking at you, watching the way he was fucking your mouth without mercy, he didn’t stop or slow down, only attempting to have an even firmer grip on you.

Another curse word fell from his lips, betraying how close he was to finding relief but, instead of shooting his load on your tongue as you were expecting him to, he rapidly pulled himself out of your mouth, heavily panting in front of you.

You used this opportunity to catch your own breath and wipe the mascara stains under your eyes, feeling the soreness of your lips caused by the unforgiving friction he had created.

“Get up.” He demanded, which made you realize he had let go of your hair. You obeyed without hesitation, even taking a step closer to be in his reach again. He immediately took advantage of the proximity, roughly pulling your dress up above your hips and bringing his hand to your center, pulling your panties aside so that he could run a finger across your soaked folds. A satisfied grin appeared on his face, as he removed his hand and brought his finger to his lips, tasting you with a hungry gaze.

You felt your whole body buzzing with excitement, your eyes following the path of his tongue as he licked his lips, seemingly enjoying what he had just tasted. You were so ready for him, you would have begged if he asked you but he didn’t. In fact, he didn’t ask for anything, he just took whatever he wanted, the way he wanted… And at this very moment, you couldn’t have been more okay with it.

His hands came to your bare hips and flipped you over so that your back was turned to him. Then, he pushed on your lower back, silently instructing you to bend over for him, which you did.

“Hold on tight.” He advised, his voice low with lust. You looked for something to do so but only found a tall bookshelf in front of you. You still gripped the sides of it, knowing it wouldn’t help you that much but you could already feel him pulling your panties to the side again.

Without a warning, he shoved himself inside you and you welcomed him, your wetness allowing him to slide all the way in with his first thrust. You bite your lip to avoid letting out a moan, very aware of the noise and chatter still coming from right behind his office door.

He completely pulled out before slamming inside you again, burying himself as deep as he could and you loudly gasped. He adjusted your position with a hand on each of your hips, gripping you so hard it was almost painful but you understood why once he repeated his action, thrusting so hard you would have lost your balance if he wasn’t helping stabilize you.

“Come on, let me hear the lovely sounds you can make.” He requested, mercilessly repeating the same movement.

“I can’t… They’ll all hear us…” You panted, a strangled moan catching in your throat when he hit deep, exactly where you needed him to.

“Good, I want them to know I’m fucking my wife.” He breathed, clearly enjoying himself too. “Show them you are mine.”

You felt dizzy at his words. Or maybe it was from the intense pleasure building up at your core. A few more of his rough thrusts and you came undone, loudly expressing your bliss as he released himself deep inside you. You both stayed connected for a moment to catch your breath until he pulled out, adjusting your panties and pulling your dress back down before taking care of putting his spent erection away.

You turned around to face him, meeting his gaze and noticing how his eyes had softened, like they had been drained of all the emotions he kept hidden behind them at all times, a clean slate to endure the rest of the evening.

To your surprise, he leaned over to kiss you. Not with hunger this time but with a tenderness you didn’t expect, like he was grateful you had been there for him.

“Was I too rough with you ?” He asked you, in a whisper, almost as if he was ashamed to say it out loud.

“Yes.” You nodded, appreciating the concern that immediately appeared on his face but you reassured him with a smile. “And I absolutely loved it.”

He smiled back, looking at you like he was seeing you in a new light. You weren’t strangers anymore and, for the first time, you were both starting to think that your marriage wasn’t such a fatality after all.

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