#lost in space season 2 spoilers

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Everything we know about Barbatos so far, lore wise.

WARNING: SPOILERS FOR ALL SEASONS

➤ He lives in the Demon Lord's Castle with Diavolo and works as his loyal butler. (swd: 2-13)

➤ He's one of the demons who share a pact with Solomon. (swd: 2-A)

➤ According to Mammon, he has a secret torture room beneath the castle from where you can hear the screaming of his victims at night. The other brothers and Diavolo were in the room when he told this to MC but none of them batted an eye or tried to deny it. (swd: 6-19)

➤ Before, citizens of the Devildom were allowed to easily travel to the Human World whenever they wished through passages placed in certain locations in the kingdom, but now those passages are blocked and the only way demons can use them is by getting permission from the few other demons who are still allowed to use them freely first. Barbatos is one of said demons. (swd: 11-4)

➤ He has the ability to time travel thanks to his powers that allow him to create a portal to any place, time and reality he wants. (swd: 15-17 and 53-11)

➤ He was the one to take MC back to the past when they made a deal with Diavolo to figure out who had opened the attic door and released Past!Belphegor in exchange for Present!Belphegor's freedom from being imprisoned for conspiring against the exchange program. (swd: 15-17)

➤ He looked into MC's bloodline under Diavolo's request once the prince realized there was something special about them, and it was then that he found out that they were Lilith's distant descendant. (swd: 16-15)

➤ In response to MC asking him if he knew everything that would happen with Belphegor getting out of the attic before it occurred Barbatos said that no, he didn't know, and even further said: "Imagine for a moment what it would be like to know everything that will happen from now until the end of time. Why nothing could possibly be more boring, wouldn't you agree?" (swd: 15-17)

➤ His main way to use his powers to "space travel" is through the many doors in his room in the Demon Lord's Castle. (swd: 15-17)

➤ He was never a child. (swd chat: The Royals, “That's What I Mean”)

➤ He met Solomon a long time ago when the sorcerer risked death to summon him (swd: 53-16), desperately needing his powers to control time for reasons that are still unknown. (swd: 49-A)

➤ He gave Solomon his grimoire out of trust and respect for him. (swd: 53-16)

➤ It's a big rumor around the kingdom that he's powerful enough to rival even the Demon King himself. (swd: 54-1)

➤ He met Diavolo when the prince was still a child and Diavolo got Barbatos to work for him by luring him into the castle with the promise of very rare tea and then telling him that he wouldn't let him leave unless he agreed to be his butler, getting to the point of even threatening to not assume his position of king in the future if the older demon refused to. And telling this story to Thirteen, Barbatos confessed to having found the whole thing very cute. (swd: 58-A and nb: 15-A)

➤ When it hit the news that he had sworn allegiance to Diavolo the whole kingdom was in shock and it was THE THING everyone was talking about. (swd: 54-1 and nb: 15-1)

➤ He has been around for a long time and shows up in historical records under multiple different names. Rumor has it he was alive even before the Devildom took shape. (nb: 15-1)

➤ When asked about Diavolo in a conversation with MC, he told them that the prince is the very reason for his current existence. (swd: 54-5)

➤ Narrated by Solomon in the Nightbringer Prologue Movie we hear the story of a certain demon, it goes: “Once upon a time, there was a demon who could see both past and future. With a flurry of trumpets from his king, the demon appeared. Finding a lost human the demon whispered: 'I can take you to where you'll be happy.' Through their tears, the human spoke: 'Thank you, o kind one. If you save me from this dark path, I will pray to you every night. Please, tell me what they call you!'" But before any reply can be said Barbatos is shown making a shushing sound, which was largely perceived as him not wanting the viewers to know that he was the demon from the story. Later, the human was revealed to be Adam, a man who came to the Devildom looking for his lover and met a demon named Nightbringer, who he immediately went to begging for help. (nb: 8-16)

➤ He was the one to give Solomon the title of “the Witty Sorcerer” when he brought him to the Fountain of Knowledge for the first time while Solomon was on the verge of death. Barbatos attended the sorcerer's wounds there and declared him the new protector of the spring. (nb: 11-10)

➤ He's to blame for how much Solomon has changed, according to Thirteen. The reaper told MC that Solomon used to be very loveably innocent when he was younger, but that Barbatos let him experience whatever he wanted and now nothing scares or fazes him anymore. (nb: 11-10)

➤ The reason he had been so irritable towards Solomon in the past was because when visiting the sorcerers' home he found a list of demons he wanted to make pacts with and noticed his name was placed 8th. (nb: 25-1)

➤ Before meeting Diavolo he used to use his powers freely to travel through time and space whenever he wanted without a care for how his actions could affect others, and they ended up terribly affecting Diavolo and Solomon, and Barbatos sees his devout servitude to the prince as a way to atone for those past actions, but Diavolo doesn't know that. (nb card: Barbatos, "Tea With You")

➤ Although he accepted to work for the prince for the sake of atonement, he ended up enjoying his time with him and found that he felt a sense of belonging working for him. (nb card: Barbatos, "Tea With You")

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Revolve - Captain Rex x Fem!Reader

Summary: After months of thinking he was dead, Captain Rex comes back into your life. There will be time to figure out where you lie in a galaxy neither of you know anymore, but for now you can't keep your hands off him and Rex needs to show you how much he missed you.

Warnings: Smut (18+ only for this folks), oral sex (f receiving), boob & general body worship, PiV, praise kink, mentions of/light cockwarming, creampie

A/N: Inspired by Rex's return in The Bad Batch season 2, but no spoilers for the episode's plot. It's been a long time of writer's block, so i'm kicking up my brain again with some good old smut featuring our favorite blond captain. Divider by @galacticgraffiti

Word Count: 3.4k

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You were always careful with how you left your apartment: Coruscant wasn’t a safe space to live, even before the Empire. Now there was a false sense of security, a cover brought by the end of the war that should make you feel comfort but you couldn’t lose the fear that something else would come to shake your world at its core. Thing were supposed to be safe, but you didn’t recognize the galaxy anymore. You couldn’t stop looking over your shoulder as you walked home, you never lingered in secluded spots for too long, maybe you were being paranoid, but ever since you the war ended you knew you weren’t safe. Maybe it was because you lost the one person who you knew would always look after you. So, you always triple check that your doors are locked before bed, that your security system was on, and would repeat the same motions when you left for work in the morning. So, tonight when you arrive home to an unlocked door, it’s more than a surprise.

You recognize the simple signs of disturbances; your chair slightly nudged to the side, a cloak resting over the back of your couch. Whoever came in was giving you warning signs so you wouldn’t be alarmed once you saw the shadow of their figure staring out your window.

And the last thing Rex ever wanted to do was frighten you.

At the sound of your keys landing on the counter, Rex turns to face you. He looks good for a 'dead' man. Your heart pounds heavily in your chest, your feet frozen in place as you take in the man in front of you. You never believed the reports, couldn’t fathom that he had died in the crash that took his brothers. Still, it was like a ghost stood in front of you, and you were afraid if you acknowledged it, you would wake up from this wanted dream.

But then he says your name, the rumble of his voice too present to be a figment of your imagination. His eyes are filled with longing and disbelief even though he had sought you out; you would have teased him for it if you weren't in shock yourself.

You practically leap at him, and Rex is waiting with open arms; those strong, caring arms grasping you tightly as he tugs you into his chest. The vest he wears is so light you can feel his heart thudding in his chest, as runaway with glee as yours is too. He presses his face into your neck, smelling the scent of your shampoo, taking in your essence. HIs hands grasp your clothing, he needed this moment just as much as you did; this tangible proof that you still existed after everything else fell apart.

"Cyar'ika," He murmurs, his breath hot against the skin of your neck. Hu nuzzles into you and you feel the stubble growing on his cheek; a new thing for him. "I'm sorry it took me so long."

"I thought I lost you," you manage to squeak out, eyes burning from tears threatening to spill over.

"I wanted to be here sooner," you can feel the weight of honesty on his words. Rex pulls back, his eyes once again finding you. Now that you're closer, you can take him in much better. A pale scar on his temple is the only sign of injury on him. He rests his hand on your cheek, his thumb circling over where tears had already managed to stain. "I would have been. But it wasn't safe."

"It still isn't," you interject, your worry for him renewed in a different way. "So much has happened so quickly. And I don't believe what they're saying about the Jedi being traitors, it just doesn't make sense."

"It's all lies," Rex insists in a harsher tone than he's ever used with you. He dials it back once he sees the apprehension on your face, pecking a kiss on your forehead before exhaling. His face is lined with exhaustion, his eyes tired, and you can feel the anger laced with guilt radiating off him. "Palpatine was using them, using all of us, all along."

"What happened?" you almost don't want to know, but you have to understand where he's been, everything he's dealt with. You can't take his burdens, but you can help him with the weight.

"It's not a quick tale," he says with a mirthless chuckle, that deep sound that you love so much hidden behind the dead seriousness.

"Well, I'm here to listen," You nuzzle against his hand, planting a kiss in his palm.

"Later. Right now, though..." Rex's tone gets lower, his hand sliding to your neck as the arm around your back squeezes you tighter. “It’s been too long since I kissed you.”

You don’t have time to reply before his lips are on yours, a moan catching your throat as his grasp tightens. Rex is slow, tentative at first, as if he’s savoring the moment to make up for lost time. But when you pull back for air, it’s like a switch flips in him; his eyes are dark with desire, hooded as they look over you.

He guides you back to the bedroom he’s spent so many nights in. He knows your place like it was his own, and one day you had wanted to make it so. Now you know that day could never be.

Rex kisses you again, hungrier and insisting as his hands find the waistline of your pants. You can’t hold in the giggle that escapes your lips at his frantic attempts to take your clothes off. You help him as best you can, lifting your shirt up. Rex makes an indignant huff when he has to release your lips, but its quickly silenced as you stand in front of him in your bra and panties. His hands reach around your back, his deft fingers skillfully removing your bra. His eyes are locked on your face as he slides it off you, watching the way your lips tremble in anticipation.

Rex’s touch was reverential; his fingertips grazing over your skin, raising goosebumps as his touch passed. Your nipples pebbled, from the cold air or from the arousal of the heat of his hands against you, you weren’t sure.

“I missed you,” you whimper as he nudges you to sit on the bed. That doesn’t encompass all you’ve felt in the last few months. Nothing could compare to the ache you felt without him. But you couldn’t burden him with that, not when he was dealing with so much.

“I’ve missed you too, Cyare,” Rex leans down and clasps both his hands around your face. “But I’m here now. It’s just you and me.”

He’s quick to remove his clothes, eager to feel his skin against yours. You slide back as he does, taking him in as you prop up on your elbows. His chest is littered with more scars than you remember, something that frightens you. But you can’t let your fears get in the way of this moment.

You spread your legs wider, smirking at the way Rex’s eyes linger on your panties, the only time of clothing either of you are wearing. He prowls to the bed, slowly climbing on it and over you until he’s kissing you again.

“Have I ever told you how gorgeous you are?” Rex murmurs against your lips.

“You could mention it more often,” you can’t resist the urge to tease, ignoring the fluttering in your stomach. Rex blows a huff of air against your lips as he chuckles in response.

“Alright then,” he starts, his voice dangerously low as he presses up.

“You’re gorgeous,” he repeats, pecking a kiss on the corner of your mouth. His lips trail down to your jaw, his breath hot on you as if meets the sensitive skin of your neck. You yelp in surprise as his teeth meet your skin, nipping lightly before his tongue laves over the sensitive spot. “And so sexy.”

He makes his way down to your heaving chest. His palm cups on of your breasts, squeezing as he plants open mouthed kisses on your sternum. His eyes meet yours once again, a slight smugness in them as his tongue peaks out and flicks over your nipple.

“Love your perfect tits,” Rex groans before sucking your nipple between his lips. You whimper from the pleasure, your cheeks hot and your core aching. He moves to your other breast, sucking on that nipple too as you squirm beneath him. You try to press your legs together to release some of the need settling in at the apex of your thighs, but Rex’s body between you prevents that. But he knows what you want, and starts to grind his hardness against you. You gasp as you feel how large he is, his hot and heavy cock rutting against you. Droplets of precum smear against your lower abdomen as Rex lazily thrusts, still focused on your chest.

When he decides he’s done, he scoots lower down your body, his tongue tracing his path down before he gets to your panties. Rex looks up at you, his brown eyes filled with sinful wanting as he licks a stripe over your covered slit, tasting the tang of your arousal that had already dampened your panties. You moan his name, one of your legs crossing over his back to nudge him closer to you.

“Patience,” Rex tsks, that small, confident grin that drives you insane still on his face. His fingers toy with the band on your panties. “Only good girls get rewarded.”

You hmph, prepared to sass him back when he raises an eyebrow at you. You put on a sweet smile, and nudge your legs slightly further apart, waving your hips as you wiggle.

“I’ve just missed how good you make me feel,” you sound breathless as you say it. “I can’t handle being teased right now.”

You try to shift again but Rex holds you steady. He presses a kiss to your thigh; the roughness of his stubble sends a shiver down your spine. You must be dripping in your panties, your need for him to give you everything taking over. “Rex; please.”

Rex was a resolved man, but he always had a weakness where you were concerned. “Anything for you, cyar’ika.”

Rex loops his fingers around your waistband and slowly slides your panties down, groaning when he sees your glistening lips. Once they’re off, he crawls back to you on the bed. His strong arms wrap around your thighs, his large hands holding your thighs steady and open for him as he dives in.

You moan as soon as his tongue glides through your lips, you try to grind your hips against his face but his grip is strong, holding you in place as he tastes you. He licks a long, flat strip up your slit, then circles over your clit with his tongue, You can’t hold in the way your breath hitches as he flicks over your clit, teasing you as he begins to finally relieve some of that pressure aching in you. 

Rex groans against your skin as he tastes you, thinking of how much he missed this, missed you. It’s cliche to say, but he eats you like a man starved; he had been so long deprived of you that now he needed to relish it, savor it. Something ignited in him, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your thighs as he buried his face there. You knew if he wasn’t holding you steady, your legs would be squeezing against his head. Your hands jump to the back of his head, your nails probably scratching the back of his head, but he gives no sign he minds. In fact he seems to like it; he groans into your core, the vibrations against your sensitive skin making you keen.  

His eyes dart up as you gasp, a challenge and a cockiness in his eyes that sets you on fire. He unwinds one of his arms from your legs, the limb weighted with the signs of that sweet soreness you’ll feel in the morning. You’re about to offer Rex some teasing remark for it, when you feel a thick finger probing at your entrance and your words turn into a moan. 

“Relax, cyar’ika, I’ve got you,” Rex croons as his finger slowly drags in and out of you. He puls it in and out of you, slowly increasing his pace, before adding a second finger in. Your walls cling to his fingers, tightly clenching around them as Rex fingers you. He crooks his finger, finding your g-spot with such a skill and ease; he knows your body so well, knows exactly what to do to make you feel good. 

With only one hand to keep you in place, your squirming has increased; your body acting of its own mind to chase his fingers as they thrust into your pussy. The way his fingers fill you is near perfect, second only to his cock. You can feel the pressure cresting in your body with every stroke of his fingers inside you, your breath leaving you in sighs as your chest begins to heave. He slips another finger in, stuffing you and warming you up for what’s to come and you swear you’re close to seeing the Maker. 

“That’s it, pretty girl,” Rex grunts out, his voice husky with arousal. You can feel his breath on your pussy as he encourages you. “I can feel how close you are. Go on, let go for me.”

He leans in and wraps his lips around your clit, sucking as his fingers stick with their consistent motion against your g-spot. You cry out his name, your body tensing as you climb that peak, finally toppling over with a swipe of his dexterous fingers. Your vision dots white and your voice cracks as your head rolls back. Rex keeps sucking your clit and fingering you as your orgasm washes over you, only slowing when your body relaxes again. 

“How was that?” Rex asks, his smirk telling you he already knew the answer. He pushes himself back up, climbing over you so he could kiss you; you could taste yourself on his lips.

“Hmm could have been bett-oh,” Your teasing reply is cut off by Rex kissing you again, his hand slips to your neck, his fingers clasping around it. He only gives a light pressure, not enough hurt you in any way but enough to remind you who made you feel that good. You can feel his cock, hot and hard against your thigh as his kiss grew more insistent, tongue meeting tongue as your arousal built up again. Rex can’t wait any longer either. 

 “I need you.” He grunts out in between kisses, needy and purposeful. 

“Then take me,” you reply, out of breath, ready to offer him everything you have. 

Rex enters you slowly, his cock stretching you, filling you in the way you craved. Your hands clenched around his biceps, nails digging into his skin as you hissed from the slight pain that came from getting used to him. But maker, it was so worth it. Rex’s muscles were clenched as he held himself back from roughly snapping his hips to yours; he wanted to take you, claim you entirely as his and Maker knows you would willingly let him. But that restraint made those first moments all the more savorful, something to cling to before you lost yourselves.

Rex groans roughly as his cock hilts completely inside you, pressing his forehead against yours. He stills for a moment, breathing heavily as he feels you around him, warm and tight. He loves the feeling of you beneath him trembling with want, loves the way you bite your lips as you try and hold your whimpers inside. His eyes are dark as he looks down at you, taking you in and reading you to judge when you’re ready for him to move.

He fills you so perfectly, you would let him lay here for hours, semi-crushing you with his cock inside you as your cunt squeezes around him. You would have him use you in any way he wanted and you would let him. But now there’s one thing alone you want, you meet his eyes and nod, digging your nails tighter into his skin as you beg, “Move, please Rex .”

You cry in pleasure as he thrusts back and slams his hips back into you so hard you feel him in your gut. You’re still moaning when he thrusts again, just as hard, just as deep.

This wasn’t your soft and tender Rex; you knew he was there, under the hardened layers of a man who had lost everything. This Rex is still kind, still devoted, but he has a need burning through him. A desire to take you and consume you. His grip around you is harsh, his arms squeezing you as they wrap around your torso so hard you half wonder if he could break you. His thrusts near punishing, his cock plunging deep into you. You can’t hold in your moans and cries; and Rex doesn’t want you to. He wants to hear you, needs to know how you fall apart under him, how you call his name, how you beg for him.

“That’s my good girl,” he grits out, his voice so low it sparked a fuse inside you. His eyes flashed as you clenched around him. “Taking me so well. You look so beautiful like this.”

“You feel so good,” you tell him. But there’s a smugness on his face.

“I know, princess,” you swear you could cum right then. He knows what he’s doing to you. He can feel the way your body trembles beneath him, how your legs quake around his waist, how your cunt is leaking with arousal all by what’s he’s doing to you.

You clutch onto him likes he’s your life line, and in a way he is. Everything revolves around him, in a way that fills you with bliss when he’s with you and a way that filled you with dread these last few months without him. You’re still torn under the surface, wanting to cry in joy and sorry over ever emotion running through you at seeing him again but you’ll have time for that later, time to figure out what comes next. Right now, the only thing that matters is he’s here with you.

Every stroke of his cock inside you knocks the air out of you; you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve moaned his name or how many times your name has left his lips like a prayer. His praises for you falling between every thrust, igniting that fire in your gut as he pounds into you.

Rex holds you tighter and you feel like he could snap you in half; his thrusts going faster and faster, his grunts in your ear getting louder. A layer of sweat beads on both your bodies, the smack of your hips meeting is lewd but heavenly.  Your breath is pitching, every time Rex moves his cock hits you in a place so deep as he pushes you closer and closer to ecstasy. He can feel you pulsing around him, hear the way your voice is cracking and he knows you’re about to come.

“Come on mesh’la, that’s it,” Rex orders hoarsely, his voice rugged and tense as he holds himself together for a little bit longer, “come for me.”

You start to see stars as your orgasm hits you. Rex fucks your harder as you come, his breath loud as he chases his own orgasm with you. Your pussy clenches around Rex’s thick cock, milking him dry as he grunts out and spills inside you. You should be embarrassed by how loud you are, knowing there’s no way your neighbors can’t hear you yell Rex’s name but you can’t bother to care. Rex’s thrusts speed up as he empties himself into you, until he presses all the way in once more when he’s done, filling you into most sinfully delightful way as he collapses on top of you.

You both lay there for an immeasurable amount of time; his cock still filling you up, plugging your mixed releases that slowly leak out of you as he softens. His lips are in your neck, softly kissing you as he murmurs his adorations into your skin. Your fingers trace circles on his back, over the scars that litter his body. There are conversations to be had, plans to be made: but nothing else matters in this moment more than having your Rex back, safe with you.

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ATLALA, aka Avatar the Last Airbender Live Action

Sooooo, I finished the first season and had thoughts (just like everyone else lol). First context, non-spoilery thoughts, and then spoilers under the cut, yadda-yadda.

Why context? Because for a lot of people OG ATLA was their childhood, and they have super strong feelings about it and about any adaptation that exists. I'm not one of those people.

The first time I watched OG ATLA I was over 20 years old, which means I was an adult and had adult viewpoints about the story – worldbuilding, character writing, etc. It was never the hallowed most perfect show ever for me. It was and still is a fucking good show with some amazing writing and worldbuilding but I did have some gripes.

So when ATLALA was announced I remained neutral – I've seen the movie that shall not be named and din't really like it but shitty adaptations have always existed. When we started getting photos and trailers and news pieces, I was feeling pretty positive about the visuals, but neither news pieces or trailers actually tell you shit about what the writing or worldbuilding is like. However, I was about 70% optimistic.

Because what indications I did get about visuals, writing etc, were very reminiscent of another adaptation that had come out recently, about a series that was actually a bit more important to me on an emotional than ATLA. I'm talking about One Piece, and OPLA which came out last August. I've been a fan of that for 10 years longer than ATLA, and while they did a lot of changes, the spirit of the story was there.

So I copied my optimism and good feelings from that, going into ATLALA.

Now, the thoughts.

Visuals are pretty good. There are moments when I can tell they left some visuals out due to trickiness/budget (the "is Zuko's ship real?" review after the premiere). Some things look fake or plasticy, some stuff is too clean. Bending looks a lot better than in the movie that shall not be named.

Writing has issues. Some of it is very expositiony which makes it wooden and the shots uninteresting (there were so many badly framed shots with characters just awkwardly standing and talking). There are some lovely bits of dialogue that gave me feelings, but those moments were in the minority. And some writing choices were also quite childish, even for an adaptation of a kids' cartoon, so I'm a bit confused about the intended age demographic – except there are some really violent bits in there, which leave me even more confused.

Pacing was either frantic or okay-ish. The writers clearly had trouble paring down the OG series, and then ended up cramming stuff together. I could keep up with it (knowing what certain characters roughly meant for the plot, even if they were at a different place and time), but I'm not quite sure if someone uninitiated in the OG series could. The last 2 episodes had probably the best pacing and even then there were some things that made me go "hmmm."

Some actors have issues emoting – main and extras. I agree that the Gaang has lost some of their flaws compared to the OG series. Maybe some of them will make more of an appearance in season two when everyone's more experienced at acting? Especially considering that they'll likely have stuff more spaced out there – there are some episodes I'm pretty sure they'll outright skip, just based on the choices in this season. But we'll see. There were some fun and interesting bonding moments between different characters.

Sokka, Zuko, and Suki were the standouts from the younger cast. Suki is considerably different from the OG but it was acted and written well, and is an interesting choice. Sokka's quips, while not as numerous as in the OG, were fun. Physical comedy is obviously more toned down because real bodies can't do the same shit as cartoons. More about his arc choices later. Zuko was a bit toned down from the OG but IMO also the closest to it. And as someone who's almost finished with a Zuko AU fanfic, I was positively cackling due to the fact that some of the choices made for the character are similar to something I've done in my fic.

As for the rest of the main kids, there'll be more in the spoiler bits, BUT, they're different, and feel less experienced in acting. They're not bad but some choices were definitely different than in the show and they offer interesting opportunities. We'll see how they pan out, but be prepared for some speculation from me.

Fight scenes sometimes had IMO slow moments in the choreo, and they could have been better. Some were excellent, some a bit ehhh.

On the whole, I think this is about 7 out of 10. Some moments were 8 out of 10. It's a passable adaptation

Spoilery thoughts waaaay down.

Whoo boy. Where to start here?

Let's start with the cramming. As far as I can tell from my notes, the episodes are roughly divided like so:

EP1: 3,5 and bits (Boy in the Iceberg, Avatar Returns, Southern Air Temple, half of the Storm, bits of Avatar and the Fire Lord)

EP2: 1 and bits (Warriors of Kyoshi, part of Waterbending Scroll)

EP3: 3 halves (King of Omashu, Jet, Northern Air Temple)

EP4: 1, 4 halves and bits (King of Omashu, Jet, Northern Air Temple, Cave of Two Lovers, half of Winter Solstice P1, bits of the Avatar Day,)

EP5: 2 halves and pieces of 3 (half of Winter Solstice P1, half of Bato of the Water Tribe, part of Southern Raiders, part of the Library, part of Siege of the North) AND timeskip mention of the Great Divide and the pirates from Waterbending Scroll

EP6: 2, two halves and bits (Winter Solstice P2, Blue Spirit, half of Bato of the Water Tribe half of the Storm, part of Siege of the North)

EP7: 2 (Waterbending Master, Siege of the North)

EP8: 2 and pieces (Siege of the North, Return to Omashu, bits of Northern Air Temple, part of the Library)

Waterbending Scroll is a bit of throughline because you see moments of training in pretty much all of the episodes.

Episode 1 was very full, and felt rushed at times. There were a few places where they could have shortened some parts (like the earthbender spy scene at the start) to give more time for other stuff. Biggest gripes are the convenience of timing – Aang going off to clear his head only for everyone to die that very night. HOWEVER, me and my friends talked about it being likely Spirit shenanigans going "fuck, Air Nomads are gonna die now, we need to deepfreeze the Avatar for storage." We also concluded that the sudden current of Sokka and Katara finding Aang was either physics we don't understand, or Spirit shenanigans. Also the thing about all the Air Nomads coming over for the Great Comet festival? And then having so few of them on screen? Sorry, but I ain't buying it. Having such a sparse population in one temple I could have bought (with caveats) but adding in the gathering, nah.

Episode 2, Sokka-Suki was beautiful. I think it works even with the removed downplaying of girls capabilities (this change also brought some other stuff to Sokka I absolutely adored in later episodes but I'll talk about that when I start ranting about the characters). This was pretty close to the OG episode in many ways and I really don't have other problems with it, besides the somewhat childish end discussion about hope and shit with Aang and Suki's mom (Suki having a badass mom is fun). Manifesting Avatars and being able to talk to them only at their shrines will be an interesting take on stuff. Because that will affect some stuff on later seasons and I'm not sure how.

(And considering how scared Aang is of the Avatar State this early on, we might end up skipping the Avatar State in the next season. At least partially. Because we did get a lot of info now.)

That's a very full itinerary and it was hardest to follow at eps 3-4 because there were so many things going on. Jet's and the Mechanist's conflicting storylines made for an interesting drama (though, again, hard to follow) and gave Sokka and Katara something to do – which they didn't really have in the OG Omashu episode, which was what Aang was mostly dealing with here. In my opinion these two episodes didn't get a proper handling, because they're one of the few instances were we get people from the Earth Kingdom doing questionable shit, but we don't really discuss it. And while everyone know marketing is a mistake (it makes no one happy), considering that this series was trying to sell itself as a more mature take, that feeling is left kinda lacking in regards to Jet and the Mechanist. I do appreciate Bumi being fucking bitter, like Yass, you go king, as well as the bit with the Earth Kingdom soldiers speaking of grief and mistreating Iroh. That complexity is what was left lacking with Jet and the Mechanist, and how Katara and Sokka dealt with that emotionally. Also loved Zuko getting hit by a broom and Iroh taking the fall for him. The Zuko-Zhao alliance was an interesting angle to take (after messing it up pfft) and establishing early that Azula is a master infiltrator? I liked that move, also the fact that there are Fire Nation rebels. Although I fucking loved the quick fake marriage.

5 and 6, despite being about as full if not fuller, were weaven together really well in my opinion. My biggest gripe with that two episode storyline was how the Fire Sage Shyu-Aang team-up was done – not that it was any better in the OG to be fair but it is more jarring in live action. I just about died at the 41st twist because holy shit that's an amazing angst take and I appreciate it so much. And while we do get Aang planting an acorn, it feels like a really small moment and I think the Hei Bai issue should have got a bit more attention as the episode was resolved. Koh was fucking terrifying and the appearance of Wan Shi Tong – and in the last two episodes the appearance of the celestial objects calendar machine, as well as the fact that Zhao got his dirt on Tui and La from a Fire Sage – leads me to believe we won't be getting the Library episode next season.

(The only way I can see Return to Omashu happening is if it's remixed with Imprisoned which was totally left out of this season, or we get the important info aka neutral Jing info all from the Swamp, or from a letter Bumi sent. I personally think Return to Omashu-Imprisoned remix is more likely, just so we can prep Teo and the Mechanist for the Day of the Black Sun which we saw flashing by on the celestial objects machine just before we finally got the confirmation that Sozin's Comet is still a thing. Although The Avatar State could also be remixed into this in a sort of "yes, Earth Kingdom needs to free Bumi etc but I can't do it in Avatar State, we need to be smart.")

Episodes 7 and 8 were pretty chill in pacing issues. I thought Yue was a bit too quick in warming up to Sokka but considering how it was explained I can accept it. Also, the fact that Tui and La are intelligent enough to not be fish 24/7/365 is a change that makes sense although the whole Ice Moon (is it the local Halloween?) thing was very out of left field. Women joining the fight was a wild update and definitely more of a modern take than an early 2000s take. Do I have other thoughts? Sure, but I don't want to write bajillion essays and I just want a general overview in one post.

Zuko is, like I said, a standout. Absolutely love his conspiracy board, and as someone who writes a fic with a more scholarly inclined Zuko, I loved him being able to draw, being the foremost Avatar expert in the world (you can't tell me there can be more than one or two people out there who know more than Zuko at this point, look at his research), and having opinions about calligraphy brushes. Ugh, my heart. There's some absolutely wonderful acting happening and he does action really well. Is he a bit less explosive than in the OG? Sure, but one must remember, that adaptations are just licensed fanfics. His abuse background is in the performance, and my biggest question is the Agni Kai. There was a certain desperation in his face, so he must have wanted to make an impression on Ozai, and maybe felt a bit more like he had the right to it – as this show made it clear he had been invited in the War Council and did not needle his way in. Also the 41st twist oh holy smokes I just about screamed. His flaw is still anger and trouble thinking plans through.

Azula (her bangs in the flashback crack me up, was that her emo phase?) is more obviously affected by Ozai's games in this. I know OG Azula has loads of fans and there are loads of deep dives into her character and abuse and etc, but this is actually the first time her writing has made it obvious to me. She's still cold and calculating, but she's affected by more things and that makes her into a more approachable character for me. I know many fans got this from the OG portrayal so I know this is a me thing.

Sokka is another standout. I saw an interview where the actor was like "I tried to interject and ad lib humour where I could" and I appreciate it, because a lot of them made me cackle. There was some really good humour there. As for his arc and conflict; I think it's really interesting that he tries to live up to his dad's image of a warrior, and doing it very much out of duty. It isn't so much that he wants to be a warrior, but he wants to be good enough and I think that came through wonderfully. He can be a warrior, but it ain't his passion. It also offers very interesting bonding possibilities and parallels with Zuko. My heart broke at that ice-dodging scene in episode 5, as well as his heart-to-heart with Katara in episode 4 (fucking SIBLING LOVE TRIUMPHS). Also absolutely loved the fact that he supported Katara being a warrior in the North. His flaws in the OG are self-esteem issues (nailed here), and a certain level of arrogance, that affected his attitude towards girls at times. The latter has been removed but considering it only lasted until episode 4 in the OG series anyway, I don't see it as a terribly big deal. We can still get his "it'll totally work out this way" arrogant moment at pretty much any point in the story in the future.

Katara has trouble emoting. I don't know how much experience her actor has with acting, but I hope she gets better with practice. There are some very nice bonding moments she has with Sokka and Aang that bring emotion out, but she's very stone faced a lot of the time. One could read it as a symptom of seeing her mother being literally burned alive but that depends on how her arc is written in future seasons, and how it's acted. I really like the parallel with Sokka, of him trying to be a warrior out of duty, while Katara wants to be that and has trouble getting the opportunity to do so. This came out really well in episode 4. The fact that she was made a fucking commander of sorts at North was amazing moment of proving to her that she can be, that she is, a warrior. I'm kinda sad her temper has been left out of the writing, because with her being a self-taught water bender (which I'm okay with because we see her practising every fucking episode) there's a threat of her sliding into so-called Mary Sue territory. Hopefully Toph's inclusion brings her temper out next season. She's also missing some of her naiveté, although having a crush on the first good looking outsider (with fucking mirrored shots) just like her brother is hilarious.

Aang is... to mature. He gets a lot of really good and morally and ethically right speeches, and while he expresses that he's scared and doesn't know what he's doing, it still feels too mature. He also doesn't have that many dumbass child moments (what was that episode he just went "oops" in, that was funny and felt childlike, and then there was the water fight he had with Katara). It could be because we're going through stuff so fast but it'll be hard to fix later. I kinda like how his connection with Katara is being the last of their kind and loss – and then the small really good acting in ep7 when Katara says stewed sea prunes taste like home, and you can just see him go "oh, there's still someplace she can belong to, unlike me." I loved his calligraphy brush discussion with Zuko, because there was the beginnings of a bond there. As a friend said, it's nice they removed the Disney princess like love at first sight thing from the OG. If this turns into a romance (I have thoughts on that... later) I feel like it has a better chance to grow organically. No, I never shipped Kataang, please refer to the context part of this post.

Suki had a fun isolated, but curious, and socially awkward vibe to her. She's obviously different from the OG, but it's a fun and interesting difference, as the most characterisation we ever got for her was badass. Yue was interesting, more assertive and playful, which I liked. I also liked the fact that she had obvious duties and was expected to be the next chief. Even if the Northern Water Tribe sexism was kept, this felt like it added some dimension to it. June flirting with Iroh was hilarious, enough said. Mai and Ty Lee are blanks of wood. Their writing, and the direction they were given was horrible, and they're a prime example of that awkward standing and bad framing issue I mentioned way earlier. Ty Lee could have at least been bending herself into a pretzel, and Mai could have been using a knife to dig stuff from under her nails or something. I hope they get better writing and direction in the future.

Iroh was honestly pretty enjoyable. There were some moments of skilled evasive answering, but I was left missing him saying that Zuko was like a son to him. They do have really good chemistry though and you can see the care between the characters. I hated the long monologue at the end of episode 6, that felt very much beneath whatever target audience they were aiming for, and failed show not tell. Not perfect but can improve. Also, that one part where they played Leaves on the Vine, I almost died.

Ozai being a manipulative, abusive game addict is different but offers him some agency and motivation besides megalomania, which I appreciate. He had a peculiar expression when he burned Zuko, and that smells like hidden lore to me.

That's probably every character I feel like addressing at this point. However, I did mention romance in Aang's section, and I have to agree with the other whispers on the net. The fucking scarf scene. At this point, it's more likely for this show to be Zutara than Kataang IMO. BUT before people go and blow up about it, some points; cartoons offer more leeway in visual age differences, I feel like they would need to extend ATLALA plot line to last several years (instead of like, 9 months it's in the OG) to make it visually make sense. The Fortuneteller (as well as Katara's obsession with love?), and Aang's love at first sight have all been written out. Cave of Two Lovers was used for sibling love on the first season, and we ain't visiting that location again, not with how efficiently we did pretty much all of the Omashu stuff this season. Most of the Kataang iconic moments have been left out deliberately. Does this mean we'll get Zutara? Of course not, but due to the scarf scene, as well as that rivals thing they have going (we literally have two fights between Zuko and Katara this season, and the water sprout she used to thwart his fireball in episode one, and if that isn't a traditional beginning of a rivalry, nothing is), it's certainly more likely at this point than Kataang.

But we'll see, just like with everything else. It's an okay start, it's far from perfect, but it does offer new viewpoints that I find fascinating.

What's in the future.

I already explained my Return to Omashu-Imprisoned-Avatar State mash-up idea above, and that we'll likely miss the Library. I also think Avatar Day will be left out. I do however think, that we'll get the Deserter next season. We also need a way for Aang to learn about the Comet coming again and if Library is out (and probably also the Desert), best chances are IMO the Swamp or the Fortuneteller (remixing those two together is also possible). Or maybe Yeong Yeong has spies and they tell him about the Comet and he tells the Gaang. I also think they'll be foreshadowing/setting up White Lotus a bit more than we got in the OG.

I don't quite have my thought together enough to make any other guesses, but we will get Toph, Ba Sing Se, and Azula's Mean Girls Squad, but no clue yet how they'll be remixed. Season 2 has a much clearer timeline structure, whereas season 1 had a lot of episodic stuff that doesn't timeline wise offer too many roadblocks for remixes, as we saw with what they did with Omashu.

I think that's about everything I can think off. If you have comments, please be nice. This was mostly rambling, and tin foil hat baiting.

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[lovelywritinglady]

Malaysia

Nanami Kento x Fem!reader

In which Mr. And Mrs. Nanami go to Malaysia…

Fluff, angst, mentions of death (the song I chose really reminds me of Nanami at the beach in that episode(iykyk) SPOILERS for season 2. Mentions of blood.

"Honey...Honey...Honey.." The echoing sound the echoing sound of y/ns voice rang through Kento's ears like a sweet lullaby.

Kento felt odd, almost like he was in a sweet dream. However, it all felt so real, so in the realm of possibility that this moment couldn't possibly be fiction. The soft sounds of waves crashing on the shoreline calmed him as he took in the feeling of the sun on his face. The air smelled salty and fresh, and so he took a deep breath allowing his lungs to fully expand. Kento heard the sweet voice once more and so he turned his head so that he could look at the vessel of the echo.

"Yes dear." Kento cooed as he took the hands of his sweet wife.

"You've been staring into space again. Is anything wrong?" Y/n asked as she lifted her hands in order to hiss the tops of his.

"No, I just felt odd for a moment, but I believe I'm just truly surprised that we finally went here." He responded honestly looking into her captivating e/c eyes.

"That's understandable, Love. We've been working far too hard for far too long, now it's time for us to rest." Y/n spoke in a sweet voice.

"Yes, you're right. Lets go for a long walk shall we?" Kento asked smiling at his wife.

"Of course, we can go for as long as you want." Y/n smiled back as she began walking down the beach with her husbands hand comfortably in hers.

They walked for what felt hours just soaking up the sun and listening to the calming sounds of the waves crashing on the white sands of Malaysia. Kento and y/n felt at peace if only for a little while. As their time would be cut short as the waves became quieter and quieter. As the sun became colder and colder. As the grip on each other's hands became weaker and weaker. Until the beach was no longer in sight...

Kento opened his good eye fully realizing that the vision he had was nothing but a dream. As his wife had already died, with her bloodied body laying motionless on the floor above him. Mahito had killed her which made Kento bloodthirsty for revenge. However, with the current state he was in, he simply couldn't fight any longer. Most of his body had been badly burned and he felt so weak. Kento the felt a hand on his back had already known whose hand it belonged to. Kento was ready to die now closing his eye until he heard the scared footsteps of his student walking into the scene. Kento opened his eye looking at Yuji who looked horrified at the scene before him.

"Nanamin." Yuji whimpered looking at his teacher with tears glossing his eyes.

Kento thought of what to say in this moment to comfort his scared student knowing that his own death was soon. Kento only managed to think of one thing.

"Itadori, you've got it from here." Kento spoke giving his precious student one last smile. As Kento smiled he saw the image of his long lost friend and his beautiful sweet wife smiling at him. Mahito activated his technique, and just like that Kento Nanami was gone...

"Honey...honey...honey..." A sweet voice called out to him. Only this time he knew exactly whose voice it belonged to.

Kento opened his eyes to see the beautiful face of his beloved wife. He thought to himself how magical she was and how much of a lucky man he was. He noticed the familiar landscape before him as he took in the salty sea air into his lungs as his ears heard the calming sound of the crashing waves hitting the shoreline. He then turned to his wife and grabbed her hands. He smiled at her and she did the same.

"Kento dear." She spoke sweetly. "Would you like to go on a walk?" Y/n asked him as he kissed the tops of her hands.

"I would love nothing more, my dear." Kento responded as he let go of one of her hands.

They both began walking together with content smiles adoring their faces. This time, the water seemed bluer and the sand more vibrant. The sounds seemed more calmer and the air more fresh. They spent a long time walking until Kento stopped. He turned around and leaned in to give his sweet wife a kiss on her soft lips.

"I love you, my dear." Kento whispered

"I love you too, honey." Y/n whispered back.

They both continued their journey. The peace they felt was endless as their time together would be forever on the vibrant and peaceful beaches in Malaysia...

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[loxalotl]

Piltover is the problem (*Arcane S1 spoilers*)

Throughout Arcane, Jinx is torn between Vi's "Powder", and Silco's "Jinx". Both love her, but neither accept who she is until Silco's final realistion where he switches from "Jinx is perfect" to "You're perfect." 

Something he was desperate to hear from Vander, who gives up on Silco, betrays him and leaves him for dead thinking he doesn't have the capacity to change. But Silco proves him wrong: "Is there anything so undoing as a daughter". Jinx did what Vander couldn't. Gave him something else to believe in. Focussed that anger and injustice.

And Silco did it. He paved the way for peace. And had a good argument for not handing in Jinx for the murder of a couple of guards when Piltover has been systematically murdering hundreds of children and adults alike in the mines etc.. Oh, but it wasn't them directly, so doesn't count? No. Their inaction was what pulled the trigger. And Jayce doesn't even consider being held accountable for the murder of that boy (again, irregardless of all the out-of-sight so out-of-mind deaths). If brokering peace is enough for him, it should be enough for Jinx and Silco too, particularly when Piltover's body count is so much higher.

When it comes down to it, Piltover are the worst kind of abuser. They're the government who acts all nice and shiny and righteous while quietly enforcing child labour, enabling destruction of the environment, gas-lighting anyone who speaks against them, and promoting an unsustainable and lavish lifestyle based on self-interest at the expense of others. The quiet, deep-rooted, insidious evil that points it's finger at any opposers screaming "look, big bad thing threatening our civilised way of life!"

And Vander and Vi are not the "good guys" either. They're another kind of toxic. The "normal" people with a saviour complex who don't understand/accept anyone different, and part of what pushed Silco and Jinx over the edge (because, yes, Silco and Jinx have crossed a line, there is no excusing that). Neither are the Firelights necessarily the "good guys". They are so focussed on infighting in Zaun that they seem to have forgotten about the root cause of their problems. You know, Piltover? The people who have been quietly murdering your families and loved ones for the past X number of years??? Jeez. Remember the bigger picture guys.

Now, we may have been robbed of the "Silco figuring out how to properly dad" in Season 2 as it doesn't fit into Riots universe (looking at you, AO3), but I can only hope it doesn't turn into the "Vi fixes Jinx" show. Jinx doesn't need fixing. She needs people to accept who she is, and access to mental health care so she can focus that brilliance into productive things. People can be not okay but still valid. Yes, Silco was a "bad guy", but he was also a product of Piltover's exploitation, suppression and abuse (hello? Can we address this please?), as well as Vander's betrayal. He was very deliberate in his cruelty. It all had a purpose. Zaun needed someone to step up as nothing else was working (hello Jinx). Was it the right thing to do? Morally, no. But was it the lesser evil that would overall result in the fewest deaths? Who knows.

The key takeaway for me is that Runeterra DESPERATELY needs access to good quality, free mental health services (as do we all). Also, the world could also come a long way if we a) try to be nicer to each other and b) take a closer look at those really in power ('cos there is a whole lotta grey out there).

But that's how I see it. And I think one of the great things this show has done has sparked these discussions on acceptance, equality, mental health etc. It's okay to not be okay. You're not alone, so just be nice to each other. We're all on this lump of space rock together, and for anyone out there who feels lost, I'm sending all the love and hugs in the universe💜

And yeah, watch this show. It's perfect.

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[alexxncl]

‼️NIGHTBRINGER LESSON 30 SPOILERS‼️

masterlist | all lessons | lesson 29 | lesson 31

normal and hard

slight og lesson 16 spoilers

baby you can't cook...it's that simple

i feel like mc has to have said something about his cooking to him before and he just forgot bc there's no way he doesn't know he's actually the worst "chef" to grace all three realms and the otherworld (is that what thirteen's realm is called ???)

YOU DON'T SCARE ME BITCH ! NEITHER OF YOU ! YOU NEVER HAVE

unless we count that one scene in og season 1 where luci grabbed mc outta nowhere and threatened them when they kept being nosy. but intimidation isn't fear imo 😤

...and when belphie literally killed them, but i wasn't scared. just caught off guard and powerless bc of a lack of sorcerer training but NOT scared

also them treating beel like a kid who can't make his own decisions is both funny and frustrating from a sibling stance bc yes, he's their baby brother, but he's also a grown ass demon who absolutely can make his own decisions

satan was born like 2 days ago so i ESPECIALLY don't wanna hear nothing from him /j

i bet mammon lost bc of some dumb shit too 😭 levi probably asked him "do you look up to lucifer" and he was like "WHAAAAT no i'm only around him all the time because i like annoying him...not because i adore him and wanna be like him when i grow up or anything...what are you talking about"

BYE he's obsessed 😭 childish too

like openly trying to kill luci and mc by acting like everyone likes solomon's cooking is abominable behavior

oh...oh no :(

I FEEL SO BAD like why couldn't we just say "it's not for me...raphael might like it though" i hate the devs actually

HE LOOKED SO SAD i'm gonna kay em ess

i hate this game...why were the only two options lies ?? why did we even HAVE options ??? like he literally could've just sprinted to his room to spare himself the embarrassment or mc could've said smth like "we promised to keep it a secret so he can't show you"

WHY WOULD THEY MAKE MY SON CRY

telling solomon the truth didn't even matter atp

...so telling solomon the truth was EVEN MORE pointless than i thought i hate it here

levi :(((((((

the emotional whiplash this game is giving me is NOT good for my health

brb gonna go cry my eyes out

(i didn't have enough picture space to talk about the hard lesson, but dia and luci getting payback on mephisto by making him eat solomon's cooking was PEAK comedy)

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[earring-stede]

Updated predictions for OFMD season 2 episode 8: Finale

These are my updated predictions based on episodes 6 & 7, the trailer for episode 8, and all the BTS from the previous weeks

I knew that Izzy was gonna be caught, but now I know the whole crew of the Revenge will also be captured, along with Spanish Jackie and most of the Republic of Pirates. In fact the only people not caught during the raid, are Zheng and Stede who escaped to the forest, and Ed who completely missed the Raid after he left Stede.

As I previously predicted, Stede and Zheng will be hiding out together under the bridge from episode 1. Stede will comfort Zheng since Ricky wiped out most of her fleet. The English, however are hot on their heels, and their chase leads them to the beach.

Meanwhile… Ed has been living his regular life as a fisherman. I wouldn’t be surprised if he comes across one of Stede’s letters in a bottle while fishing. This prompts him to find Stede and return to the Republic of Pirates, which he finds in ashes. He will then fish out his leathers and reunite with Stede on the beach, which will mirror Stede’s dream sequence from episode 1.

Zheng, Ed and Stede will then liberate the crew from the English, and then use the uniforms of the slain soldiers to infiltrate the Navy. I don’t know what their goal is, perhaps revenge, perhaps to take back the republic, or stop Ricky once and for all. Let me know your theories.

The mission is a success, and they escape on the Revenge, however Izzy is badly hurt, and Wee John is missing from the rest of the promotional material. I now think the funeral scene I discussed in a previous post could come after their escape. Which raises the possibility that Izzy could die. I don’t know for sure - it could go either way. On one hand, I think it makes more sense for Wee John to die and Izzy to live, as discussed in my previous prediction posts. However, most non-spoiler reviews of episode 8 emphasise Con’s performance, and Wee John isn’t mentioned. This could indicate a dramatic death scene for Izzy, and that Wee John just might be absent from the second half of this episode like he was in episode 5. I am on the fence over who will die. Let me know your theories and I will place my bets with my episode 8 bingo sheet next week.

As for how the episode ends, we can see in the trailer that most of the crew will continue to sail on the Revenge, with Zheng as its new crew member. Although we don’t see Ed or Stede. This could mean that they have chosen to retire together, but my prediction is that they choose to continue to live at sea as pirates, BUT, under their own terms. The antagonist of this series is normality, and Stede from the beginning has asked what if we did things differently? I think the show is setting up this new form of piracy that would work for both Stede and Ed. What if instead of raiding and pillaging, they act as a beacon of light and a safe space for other pirates wishing to change. By saving these lost souls at sea, the crew sound less like pirates, and more like… mermen?

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[runabout-river]

Thoughts on JJK chapter 236 (spoilers)

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This chapter starts with a gut punch. A time displaced reality where Gojo suddenly sees his dead friend again and realizes, together with the readers, that he lost. Is this a figment of Gojo's imagination or a gathering of souls before they depart to the afterlife?

The souls have some heartfelt conversations with each other and Gojo talks about how strong Sukuna was (my analysis from two weeks ago is null and void at this point but my point that Sukuna isn't finished and that Gojo still needs to be taken off the picture has come true at least.)

We get a panel of Lotus flowers, and apparently they represent resilience and rebirth but more on that later. Gojo also talks about a father. His own or is this about Toji that Shoko will deal with now?

Nanami references a conversation he had with Mei Mei about choosing a path in your life. Going North for starting anew or going South for staying who you are. These directions have meaning in Buddhism but I don't know too much about it.

Nanami chose south and went back to being a sorcerer and the title of this chapter is also about going south. But what about Gojo? Does the north/South decision apply to him as well?

I wonder if the start of the anime season 2 influenced Gege into drawing this scene like this. And of course, Toji photo bombed the panels again. Overall, this scene has such a serene energy to it. Even in death, people can find peace, unfortunately I can see the death count reaching Demon Slayer heights like this. But also...

Is he dead? Completely and utterly dead? As we learn, Mahoraga is dead but Sukuna used its adaptation as a manual to find a way to circumvent Infinity and he succeeded. Sukuna straight up cut the entire space around Gojo making Infinity useless. Still, Gojo's head is still attached to his torso and in a later panel we see him smile.

Sukuna is actually happy right now, completely at odds with everyone else except Kashimo. Did Gojo show him what true love is? Will that love follow him to the future or will it be something fleeting? Will Sukuna yearn for this fight later on?

What will happen now and is Gojo truly dead. Some thoughts.

- "Go South" is a solitary chapter as it has no number in it, meaning next chapter will start the Kashimo fight as its own mini-arc

- There are actually multiple ways in which Gojo can still survive, most prominent being that his head is still attached to his (separated) torso AND Shoko's absence in this chapter. The Lotus flowers also strengthen a rebirth/survival theory.

Gojo himself had told Toji that he should've cut his head off to kill him properly and that principle still applies here and we see Gojo smiling in his last panel

Basically everyone from Hidden Inventory got to shine this chapter at the airport but Shoko, the only living person from that time, was conspicuously absent in the later panels. We see Yuji, Yuta and Maki but not her

Up until now, we could make a good guess on how Gojo's fight went by looking at Shoko's reactions. That she's missing here is telling in that a shocked face e.g. would've cemented Gojo's death

Shoko can use RCT on others and Gojo can use it on himself. In addition, as long as Gojo is conscious he can make a binding vow to help his healing, even if in this case it's about re-ataching his torso with his abdomen

Take note that Gojo lost this fight. He is the loser and he accepted that in the airport. He has no regrets regarding this BUT I will not believe that he won't have regrets in leaving his students behind with a sorcerer who even he couldn't defeat.

My hope is that Gojo will sacrifice his 6-Eyes in a Vow to save his life. This might be the decision he has to make on going North or South: going North to Nirvana or going South on the path of a Boddhisatva. The title says South.

How I see the next set of chapters going: The Kashimo/Sukuna will start and it will take centre stage but somewhere in the background Shoko will get to Gojo and try to save his life.

After overcoming the initial shock and going through a short grieving process over this fictional character that means so much to me, I've come to partially accept his death actually. I still hope for his survival and I'm sure that at least on the editorial side of JJK nobody would be completely on board with Gojo getting killed. Gojo is more of a face of JJK then Yuji in some ways. This character is important to the manga on a meta level and him getting killed before the end of the manga seems unlikely.

That the break happened last week on not after this one could be a sign that no one in Jump wants the "Gojo is dead" scene to fester too much before it's revealed that he will be saved, too.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #satoru gojo #sukuna #meta

[fuckyeahgoodomensfanfic]

Good Omens Fic Rec: Omens On Baker Street (Good Omens/BBC Sherlock Crossover Series)

The Ineffable Game Sherlock and John are no longer the only crime-solving disaster duo in London. After Sherlock unknowingly wrongs a demon, he finds himself with two mysterious rivals in the detective scene. For Crowley and Aziraphale, it's just a bit of fun, but they end up learning more about human nature than they bargained for. London Falling It’s time to start reconnecting. It's been a long time since John and Sherlock first came face-to-face with the supernatural. Crowley and Aziraphale now spend their days bickering in the South Downs instead of London. Life seemed to be getting back to normal... Unfortunately, 'normal' is only a relative term. Welcome Home Tulip arrives in the South Downs, and finds that starting a new life isn’t as easy as she first thought. Luckily, she now has a family to fall back on.

Length: 155,306 words (full series)

AO3 Rating: Not Rated (but basically PG13)

Best for: Pick-Me-Up, Safe in Public, Comedy

Triggers: Brief Violence

Read it here, series by WorseOmens

Personal Rant: I've been ignoring this one for months. I'm sure I'll bring it up plenty, but BBC Sherlock was my life 10 years ago. Reviewing fics on fuckyeahjohnlockfanfic was such a joy and I have so much fondness and nostalgia for that part of my past. Good Omens is the first time I've engaged in fandom at all since then. I was betrayed by Season 4, I had lost my love for fan spaces, tumblr was emptying. I moved on. But the day I finished Good Omens season two I dived headfirst back into this world. It's been nonstop every day since then for me. I started reading 2-3 fics a DAY again. I kept thinking how insane it would be to start reviewing again. But this series? Idk, I didn't think I wanted to engage with Sherlock again. I thought it'd be too weird, maybe too cringe to indulge in something I thought I "grew out" of. But since I've been working on this new review blog I thought it was time. And oh my god I can't tell you how good this felt. I feel like my Moffat induced heartbreak is starting to heal. So enough about me, let's talk about this series.

*Minor Spoilers* I'll let you guys find out for yourselves just how it happens, but let's say eventually Sherlock and John team up with Aziraphale and Crowley. The first series is set just after the Apocalypse-that-wasn't, and in Sherlock canon in between S1 and S2. The second installment is set post S4 of Sherlock. I am overwhelmed by how much I enjoyed this series. I had assumed I knew how this would go. I thought it was going to be a predictable checklist of crossover tropes. My eyes were practically rolling before I gave this a chance. I wanted to hate it, maybe to prove that I was totally over my past love of Sherlock. But its good. It's entertaining, it's surprising, it's funny, it makes sense.

This is mostly a Good Omens story. If you were never that into Sherlock you'll mostly be able to follow along fine, but I'm not sure the opposite is true. Crowley and Aziraphale are sickeningly in love, and I ate it up. Their relationship is established by the time this starts, but it's been maybe a year (?) since the Notcalypse. John and Sherlock are firmly in their canon of "I'm not his date". I can't spoil it for you, you'll have to see yourself, but how John reacts to Aziraphale just took me out. I was shocked. I had to walk around for a bit. It was unexpected, bold, I wanted to hate it and I loved it. It shouldn't have made sense! Moving on before I spoil...I just can't believe that this series took all the assumptions I had about the rapport between all of them and just chucked them out. Characterizations are all amazing, though I feel Sherlock's presence was a little quiet at times. I feel like he should have noticed more was off sooner than he does. But that can all be explained by supernatural interference so I don't really care too much. This plays with Sherlock canon in such a way that's just like, oh totally that actually makes perfect sense. And it's so smart to skip over past plot lines that it knows we're familiar with. We don't need to go over scenes we all have ingrained in our memories, let's enjoy the story happening right now. And it handles S4 so well. The thing that ruined Sherlock for a lot of people. It's not waved away, but just moved on from and brings Rosie into the second series.

I could spend days in this combined universe. I love the banter between Crowley and Aziraphale. They’re also very Gomez and Morticia here. Very secure in their relationship and madly in love. Extremely possessive Crowley, so expect some fun moments with that. Protective of each other, but also have complete trust in the other’s ability. I love their clumsy half hearted attempts at being human and that it completely goes over everyone's heads. Come on Sherlock! Cosmo and Wanda aint slick!! It's fun and silly. It's the kind of fanfic that makes your cheeks hurt from smiling too much. But it's not shallow. It has some excellent insight. Even though Sherlock and John are not the stars here, they still get their moments to shine. In the second installment there is a line about their bond being foraged not in the danger of their lives but in the quiet and gentle in-between and I wanted to cry. It was so healing for my broken Johnlock heart.

This post is much too long already. If you are a fan of both series, just do me a solid and read it. I just know you'll like it. Embrace the silly, warm your heart with the rest, and enjoy it. It's completely safe for public, but it was incredibly annoying to have to keep walking away from it. My next read will be at home, and very soon.

Read it here, series by WorseOmens

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #good omens fanfic #fanfic rec #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #sherlock #bbc sherlock #johnlock #johnlock fanfic #sherlock fanfic #crossover #long #pick me up #safe in public #comedy #parent #non human au #Omens On Baker Street #WorseOmens #faves of the blog

[shizucheese]

So fun fact I normally try to avoid Tumblr between Thursday and when I finally get to listen to the new Protocol episode because that seems easier than constantly blocking and unblocking the spoilers tags, but also this is my preferred social media site so it generally results in a vicious cycle of me hopping in Tumblr, and either VERY CAUTIOUSLY scrolling (or scrolling only through specific tags), or completely forgetting until I see even a HINT of something Protocol related (even if it's not spoilers) and figuratively running away screaming.

As always, you can find the full evolving red string board here. It's getting real long. I'm trying to decide if I want to start a fresh one for season 2 or if I want to see how long and unwieldy that puppy can really get. What do you guys think?

Today is Monday, 3/4/24. Episode 8 came out on 2/29/21.

“Talkers”

Norris (Voice: Martin?/ Alex)

Episode 1: “Reanimation (Partial) -/- Regret [Email]”. The Stranger? The End? The Dark? The Lonely? The Flesh? Arthur (Nolan?).

Episode 3: "Infection (full body" -/- Arboreal [Journal entry]". The Spiral? (Paranoia? Auditory, visual and olfactory hallucinations) The Lonely? The Corruption. The Flesh? (Callbacks to the Flesh Garden from S5)

Episode 8: "Architecture (liminal) -/- hunger [coursework]". The Spiral. The Lonely. (Statement giver has an ex-wife. Witnesses strange mist. Fog?) The Stranger? The Vast. The Flesh. The description of the space reminds me a bit of Mag 150: Cul-De-Sac. The description of the diners and the way they were speaking reminds me of Mag 48: Lost in the Crowd.

Common Themes: Hearing the voice of a dead/ missing loved one? Loneliness

Chester (Voice: John?/ Jonny)

Episode 1: “Transformation (eyes) -/- Tresspass [chat log]”. Magnus Institute, The Eye. (Involves a forum; the Web?).

Episode 5: "Disappearance (undetermined) -/- Invitation [Internet blog]". The Eye (Movies. Movie name: "Voyeur" "Must be seen to be believed"...). The Web? (Another website?). (Very reminiscent of Mag 110: Creature Feature.) The "poor old guy" at the theater is totally an Eye avatar, right? Kinda gives me "Simon Fairchild when he was first introduced" vibes.

Episode 7: "Agglomeration (miscellany) -/- congregation [email]". The Stranger. The Burried. The Desolation. Possibly all of them if my theory about the items the Volunteers brought in is correct...

Unsure if this is Eye related like the other statements were. This is also the first "Chester" statement where the source material wasn't from a website or blog, which don't have the same expectation of privacy that the sources of the other statements do. Email, though, so still internet related, and this seems to be an open letter rather than personal correspondence, so it still might align with the theme.

Agustus: (rare?)

Episode 4: “Collection (blood) -/- musical [letter]” The End. The Lonely? The Slaughter.

Letter writer thinks passing on his violin might allow a part of himself to live on in his nephew. Very Jonah Magnus of him.

Music teacher hears “faraway music”, then goes crazy and throws himself out of the carriage and dies. Reminiscent of Mag7 and the Piper? The merchant’s wares include dice (Mag 29?). Got the violin from him (took his blood?). Effect of the violin reminiscent to Grifter’s Bone (Mag 42).

(Oliver Bardwell lol very funny guys)

Non-Talkers (?)

Episode 2: "Transformation (full) -/- dysmorphic [video call]". The Spiral? The Flesh. The Stranger. Ink 5oul (avatar/ entity?)

Episode 6: "Injury (needles) -/- intimidation [999 call] "Corruption? The Spiral? The Flesh? The End?

"Needles" reminds me of Michael!Distortion.

Notes and Thoughts:

I think we've all been a bit off about the theme of the Norris statements. The common theme isn't I lost a loved one; I can almost hear their voice..." The common theme is loneliness. Like yeah, the statement giver mentions being divorced, but it doesn't seem to be a central driving factor for him the way it was with the other two Norris statements. I think it's just that those two were lonely because they lost a loved one and had isolated themselves in one way or another because of it, and this guy was lonely because he got trapped in a liminal space.

Alice sounds really tired. What's up with that? (Also, considering how much she continues to seem to enjoy messing with people, I'm still convinced she has some connection to the Web.)

GERRY?!!! (not a coincidence. The credits call him Gerry Keay. Also same VA, but I totally didn't recognize him at first because he sounds happy???) GG??? (Credits say Sue Sims as Gertrude Robinson!!!) "Grandson" you say? For realsies? Or did you adopt him (again kinda)? Or is it a cover like it was the last time. Gertrude's word choice of "good luck hunting" was weird, huh...? Is this actually something big or are they just cameos because Alex and Jonny like to mess with us. I trust nothing. Why did the Magnus Institute have a "gifted kids" program? And is Sam just saying that as a cover story or is it true and that's why he's been so interested the whole time? (Reminds me a bit of certain elements of the Storage Papers...)

Celia is doing "a favor for Georgie"?!!!

Is this OUR Georgie or the TMP world Georgie? How much of a connection is there between TMA Gerry, Gertrude and Georgie and TMP Gerry, Gertrude and Georgie?

I wonder if the episode coming out on 2/29, a date that only exists every 4 years, and the episode being about liminal spaces was on purpose or just a happy coincidence.

#the magnus protocol #the magnus protocol speculation #the magnus protocol spoilers #tmp #tmp spoilers #tmp speculation #tmagp #tmagp spoilers #tmagp speculation #tma spoilers #shizu's red string board

[barnes-n-nobles]

Heal What Has Been Hurt (Vampire! Eddie Munson) (DARK!SMUT)

MAJOR STRANGER THINGS SEASON 4 SPOILERS

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Warnings: Noncon, noncon smut, corruption, Mentions of Blood and actions with blood, Drug Use, and usage, neck fetish, love bites, drugging, Degrating/dumbification, somnophilia, kidnapping

Pt.2 

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It had been about a 2 months since Eddie Munson had came back from the upside down. Everyone held out hope that their loved ones would come back since he and Will returned from the “dead”. After all, this was Hawkins and shit like that happened often now. Eddie looked different now, his skin was a bit lighter, he was more serious, and didn’t like being close to anyone anymore. His demeanor had completely changed and that eventually drew Dustin and his other friends away. They all still had a lot of love for Eddie but they figured that giving him some space for now would help. Eddie was terribly moody and snapped at anyone who crossed his path. He was just full of anger now.

When he finally showed up again to school, his mood would worsen. He hated being so close to everyone, he would make the students in the back of the room move from their seats so that he could be away from everyone. Most of the time he would be called a freak, looser, satanist, but people didn’t want to mess with him anymore. Eddie’s whole demeanor changed, and he was now seen as intimidating. Due to the missed classes, he had to retake a couple of them, his schedule changing constantly to make up for the lost time.

You had your fare share of exchanges with Eddie, he was always funny and you laughed at his jokes or his “class clown acts”. You and him had a couple classes together, and he made the time go by faster. You had flunked one year and when you started school, you had started it late, adding another year. You did your best in school, but you had your own set of challenges at home that prevented you from being completely present in class. Eddie would notice this sometimes and he’d try extra hard to see you smile. You had a crush on him, and the feeling was mutual, but you didn’t dare to make a move or even talk to him a little extra, you were already a loner and you didn’t want the extra target on your back for talking to Eddie. This made your heart ache, because you really did like him.

When he died, you cried for days. Regretting all those times you COULD have talked to him but you wasted the chance because of your stupid thoughts. You wished you could turn back time just to see his smile one last time, say goodbye. But you knew that that was just another stage of your grief. But the day that you heard he had returned from the dead you couldn’t believe it. This had to be some sick joke, but when you saw him again in your class, you nearly dropped to your knees. There he was, as if he had never left, sitting in the back of the class, his messy hair and his shiny rings, his slender fingers playing with his pencil. His style never failing to amaze you, what a blessing! He was here and in the flesh, a blessing like this could not be ignored. You had to talk to him, but how?

As your tried thinking about something, you walked towards your seat, which was right in front of Eddie. Wasn’t he in another English class? You thought to yourself, as you chewed the inside of your bottom lip. You met his gaze for half a second, quickly looking down and plopping yourself on the cold hard chair. He looked a bit different, but you thought it was nothing since you didn’t even look at him enough to fully analyze what you thought you saw. Through out the class, everyone occasionally looked back at you, wondering if you had anything on your face, you quickly wiped your mouth, and then you re adjusted your hair, then made sure your nose didn’t have a booger. You looked at someone who was looking and you realized that their eyes were not directly on you, they were looking behind you towards the incredibly silent Eddie. You barely heard him breathing, moving, and his presence didn’t even seem to be there at all.

For todays class, you had to pick a partner to do this English project. Ugh how you hated those, you were always the last person available or you’d get paired up with someone who didn’t do any of the work. You decided to ask Eddie if he’d be willing to be your partner, but you were too scared. He didn’t look friendly anymore and you wondered if he’d be mean to you like everyone else. You argued with yourself for a bit before impulsively turning around, facing Eddie. The fast movement caught his attention, making him snap his eyes towards you. Fuck fuck FUCK you couldn’t say anything, maybe this wasn’t a good idea, he clearly was upset. “Eddie…actually… I’m sorry…nevermind” you stammered, quickly turning around and placing your hands on your face. Why we’re you so embarrassing? You thought, running your fingers through your hair.

Eddie was in a terrible mood, but that changed when you turned to him. He just found you so cute, his lips curling up into a half smile. You were so quiet, shy, and innocent, you had a pure heart and you didn’t like attention. Thats why he liked you. He got up from his desk and grabbed his chair and moved next to you, “You’re my partner” he whispered, grabbing your paper and pencil. He wrote his name next to yours, looking at your flushed cheeks through your fingers. This made Eddie shiver, swallowing a couple times. There it is again, he thought, quickly thinking of something else.

You brought your hands down, looking at his hands and then his eyes. “I’m sorry, I have a hard time being social” you admitted, looking down again.

“You’re all good…so..what do you want to do for the project?” He asked, looking at your lips, then your neck, and down to your throat. He screwed his eyes shut, shaking his head slightly.

“Are you okay?” You asked noticing his pained expression. “Yeah I’m fine. Just the chills” he answered fast. “We’ll I can do the project, you don’t have to worry about it. Must be kind of shitty to have to do this class all over again” you chuckled, hoping he would laugh.

All he did was smile, careful not to do it too wide. “No, I wanna participate too. Being treated like everything is normal is necessary, I don’t want to be an exception”

“I see. Do you mind if I ask how you are? Im kind of..worried about you” you questioned, hoping he wouldn’t get mad.

Eddie shuffled in his seat, getting flashbacks to the upside down. His chests started to rise and fall quickly, as if he was going to have a panic attack. As you watched him you also started to panic, scared that you might have triggered him. Not knowing what to do, you just grabbed his hand, “Eddie, it’s okay. You’re safe”, your warm hand was holding his cold one, you thought that he needed a doctor. Eddie got ripped out of his almost trance, the feeling of your hand on his, made him go crazy, he wanted nothing more than to sink his teeth into your throat. He let go of your hand and shook his legs, placing his hands on the back of the chair, gripping them until he felt the plastic bend. He stared at you, seeming almost apologetic, “Darling, thank you for calming me down, but never touch me again” he warned. The rest of the class time went by painfully slow, only a few awkward words were exchanged between you two.

Before you could say anything again the bell sounded, releasing the class. Eddie grabbed his bag and walked out the door. You were conflicted inside, he had just called you darling but didn’t want you to touch him. Was he being sarcastic? Was he being nice? Did he not like you? All these thoughts swarmed you, not knowing what to make out of it. Grabbing your things you got up and headed for the door, but as you passed his seat you noticed that his chair had marks on the back, like as if it was molded using a hand. You also noticed that Eddie forgot his jacket, grabbing it, you stuffed it in your backpack. This would give you an excuse to talk to find him and talk to him during lunch.

Grabbing your food from the cafeteria, you walked around the benches, looking for Eddie. You looked where he would usually sit but all his friends were there except him. You walked out and walked along the hallways but still, nothing. Giving yourself one more chance, you decided to walk outside. Scanning the field for anyone sitting alone, and he was no where to be found still. As you walked back to the cafeteria you finally saw him, he was going in between 2 buildings. As you followed him, you got this really bad feeling in your stomach, as if following him was going to be bad. Maybe it was just your nerves.

Following him, you heard coughing behind the end of the building. It started to smell a lot like weed as you got closer and closer. There he was, smoking a blunt before looking at you and blowing out the air. “Eddie, um, I just wanted to come and give you your jacket. You left it in class”. You set your food tray down and you pulled your backpack off, opening it quickly. You grabbed it and pulled it out, handing it to him. Eddie stared at you, smiling at your every move. He didn’t feel much of anything these days, but he had a soft spot for you. “Thank you for returning it to me y/n..”, he said putting out his blunt. The way your name fell from his lips, was so beautiful, you just wanted him to say it all over again. “you’re welcome” you replied, standing there awkwardly, not knowing how to start up a conversation. Yeah, maybe today just wasn’t your day to be bold, you thought, “Yes…we’ll anyways, see you around” you quickly said grabbing your tray, almost walking off but his hand grabbed your arm, making you halt. “Wait, why don’t you…eat lunch with me?” He asked looking at your eyes and then down to your lips.

Your consciousness was practically screaming at you to get out of there but you brushed it off as being nervous again. “Sure why not” you smiled taking a seat on a run down bench that was further down. Eddie sat across from you, his big deep brown eyes staring at you calculatively.

“Can I ask you something?” You blurted. He shook his head for you to go on.

“Are you okay? And I don’t mean just right now, I mean from everything that’s happened to you recently”

He sighed, trying his hardest to not think about the past too much.

“No, actually I’m not. Something happened to me in there and I’ll never be the same person again, I know that much”

“Can you tell me more?” You pried, hoping you wouldn’t overstep any boundaries.

He hesitated before continuing, “I know I’m back, but I don’t feel like myself…my old self. Ive changed but I don’t know why or how exactly”

You reached for his hand slowly, observing his movements, wondering if he would pull his hand back, but he didn’t. You proceeded to grabbing his fingers and rubbed your thumb over his knuckles. “I think youre traumatized from what happened to you. Anyone would be, I think. I just want you to know that you’re not alone and even though you’re not seeing your friends, I can tell that they miss you. You’re such a light, Eddie, and you’re loved no matter what.” You spoke truthfully. His heart fluttered with your words. He didn’t know you were that you were caring like that. He wanted to keep feeling and every time you spoke, he felt so good.

“You mean that?”

“Of course I do. I wouldn’t lie to you…ever”

Fuck…you knew exactly what to say to make him melt, he thought to himself. He always craved to have authenticity, specially in a partner, not someone who would use him for drugs or in exchange for something else.

He smiled looking down at your hands on his, “Such a sweetheart” he complimented looking up at your cheeks, waiting for them to turn a shade of pink. He could almost hear the blood rushing to your face, your heart beating a little faster, the pulse was strong through out your body, feeling the veins in your hand move slightly. He shivered, releasing your hands, quickly reaching inside his bag for his next new blunt.

Eddie lit it up, inhaling and then blowing out the smoke as if he were a dragon. “Want some?” He asked waving it. “No im good” you answered.

“Does it bother you if I smoke here?” He asked again.

“Not at all. I smoked a couple times, but I haven’t done it in a long time. I’m good without it” you confessed.

Eddie narrowed his eyes before chuckling, making you awkwardly smile as your head tilt in confusion, “what”

“I didn’t think that a little shy thing like you would do such a bad thing like smoke. You’ve always striked me as a good girl” he teased.

“ Im just that good at not getting caught” you joked, taking a bite out of your Apple.

Eddie raised an eyebrow, he really liked this secretive side of you. He wanted you to confess more.

“Is that so? What other things have you done that you haven’t gotten caught for” he smirked, taking another hit.

You hesitated, because not only were you lying about smoking, but you didn’t know what rebels like him did that got them into trouble. “Oh you know. This and that” you muttered looking away from his eyes. He laughed now, reaching for you until he had your chin in his fingers, lifting your head to meet his gaze, “What happened to never lying to me, princess. I’m disappointed” his voice low and in a mocking tone. Your heart pounded in your chest, feeling your stomach drop in excitement and embarrassment. “I’m sorry” you whined, playing with the plastic bag that held the lunch silverware. “I just wanted to act cool so that you didn’t think I was a complete looser” you admitted. Eddie got an idea, making him shift in his seat, “Well do you want to make it up to me? I’ll forgive you if you do this one thing for me” he asked, trying hard to not smile too much. “Yes Eddie! Anything” you responded eagerly.

“You have to kiss me for 5 seconds” he swallowed, his mouth watering now.

Your eyes slightly opened, shocked at what he was asking. “But I’ve never…”

“That’s okay darling. I’ll be your first, come, sit next to me” he patted the bench beside him scooting over for you.

You got up and walked over to him, taking a seat next to him. Not sure how to even start you just started to lean closer into him. Before your lips touched, you quickly jolted back, “wait! I don’t know how to kiss” you blurted, looking at Eddie lick his lips. “Just get closer..”he murmured, pulling you more into him, mere inches away from eachother, “Relax, and touch my lips with yours, and then you move them as you feel right” he whispered, his lips brushing against your own. His hands were in between you both, he could feel your legs shake anxiously. He snaked his hands on them and then he slid them up your thighs, “I’m going to put you on me if you don’t kiss me right now” he teased, his hands resting on your ass. You were so nervous, your body unable to move. Eddie quickly scooped you up and placed you on his lap, making you squeal and squirm, holding you in place.

“Come on, baby. Last chance before I never forgive you” his voice low and serious. You couldn’t handle him being mad at you, so you wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your lips against his, pulling back and then going in again. Eddie helped you out, moving his lips against your own, your intoxicating scent making him go crazy. He kissed you with such passion, holding you closer to him. His cock hardened in his ripped jeans, bucking his hips into you, both of you moaning at the pressure. He broke the kiss to kiss down your neck, making you moan again, shivering at the strange yet exquisite sensation of his lips against your skin. Eddie’s eyes flashed red now, overpowered by his desire. He sinked his sharp teeth in, tasting your delectable warm blood, sucking hard. “Fuck, you taste delicious. You’re so delicious” he moaned before his fangs sunk in deeper, drinking from your neck not able to stop. You screamed at the sudden pain, but his hand went over your mouth, silencing you immediately. “Mm..Eddie” you struggled against his hand.

Eddie didn’t want to stop, but he promised himself some more later. If he kept going he would kill you, and that thought alone was enough for him to stop. He disconnected from you, his tongue licking over your broken skin. He kissed and licked it until you stopped bleeding, leaving you with a few red marks. He felt himself feel less irritable, like his hunger was a bit more manageable. Your moans and cries made his cock twitch in excitement, he was now experiencing another type of hunger.

As you started to go limp in his arms, your silent sniffles drowned out, your eye lids closing. Eddie felt you weaken and he shook you a bit, still holding you in his arms. “Y/n? Hey hey stay with me” he frantically called. You felt so tired and weak, how were you going to get back to class. When the bell rang, you knew that you needed to get up and go but your vision started to darken, “Eddie” you groaned, before fully passing out. He held you in place, contemplating wether to take you home or his house.

As he waited for the students to go into class, he held you close to his chest, cradling you. He thought about you and what you two would have to become. Eddie wanted you, not just in thirst and sexual attraction, he wanted your whole self. You two were meant for eachother, why else would you be so willing to stay here with him, after all he was a freak and now he had come back from the dead. Everyone was afraid of him and he got treated so differently, he didn’t want that. He wanted to be treated right, just how you were treating him. You were so willing…so submissive.

He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on your lips, then on your neck where the freshly made wounds were at. “mine” he whispered before giving you another kiss, lifting you up with ease, walking you to his van.

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Eddie broke into your house before your parents got home, he laid you down in bed before starting to undress you. Your shirt had blood stains and he needed to get rid of it. As he took your clothes off, he couldn’t help but to stare at your unconscious body. You were only in your bra and underwear, a beautiful sight. He loved that he was able to see you like this, so vulnerable and unaware. He was so sick in the head but he didn’t care, I mean you didn’t so why should he. You would be okay with this, after all you two were going to be boyfriend and girlfriend tomorrow, this was what couples did. He convinced himself before undressing entirely himself. He crawled into bed with you, unclasping your bra and pulling it off you gently. He hooked his fingers on your pink panties and slid them off, tossing them near his own clothes.

Spooning you, his hard cock pressed into your ass, his lips kissing the back of your neck. He wouldn’t have sex with you today, that would be another day, he reassured himself. His hand snaked under you, grabbing your full breast, his hand kneading it gently. As your nipple hardened, you started to moan slightly, his eyes widening a bit. “babe?” He asked, his stomach full of butterflies at the new name he could call you. Silence. Not being fully awake you didn’t respond. Eddie smiled, continuing to grope you. He managed to slide his cock in between your legs, sliding it across your folds, feeling your wetness escape you. He groaned into your ear, repeating his motions.

He sped up a bit, making your bed creak, it wasn’t until then that you started to moan again, his tip rubbing against your clit, “Eddie” you moaned making him smile, “I’m here princess” he purred, feeling his cock pulsate. “Mmm..don’t..stop” you whispered, making him go faster, the bed was now shaking, he was close.

*knock knock* “y/n?” Your mom called out.

Eddie stopped, quickly moving away from you, covering you with a blanket and then grabbing his clothes and darting into the closet.

As the door opened, your mom peeked into the room, slipping inside quietly. “Y/n..what are you doing here? I thought you were in school?” she asked confused. You weren’t responding so she shook you a little harder, “y/n, wake up” she said in a loud tone. You weren’t responding, all she got out of you was a groan. That’s when she realized that something was wrong.

“Oh my god! Y/dads/name, Call 911, y/n ISNT RESPONDING” she yelled running into the living room. Eddie took that chance to grab all his belongings and he ran out through the window at the speed of light. He got into his van which was behind your house on the street and he drove off quickly.

As he was driving, he thought back on what happened. He was very fast now, but what had changed? Confused. Shocked. That was what he felt. When he got to his place, he got out and noticed that he was TRYING to walk normally, whereas in the past it would have come completely natural. He got into his room and locked the door, freaking out at what was happening to him. He had never been like this, this was new.

The entire night he couldn’t sleep, he was up the entire time thinking about you. The only thing that changed was that he had blood. Your blood. We’re you a magical being? Could it be another sign that you were meant to be his? It was the only thing that made sense. As long as he had your blood, would he be this enhanced? This theory had to be tried out but how if you were far from him now. Eddie was going crazy with out you. He needed you, your blood, and your scent to keep him stable. You felt so much better than ecstasy.

A new development had arised, his sense of smell was strong. He could smell you from all the way here. He could tell that your pulse was stronger, that you were moving and awake, but he could also smell you from his room. Eddie grabbed his jacked and he went for the pocket that smelled the most like you. He took out its contents and there it was, your pink panties. It had your sweet scent still, from how aroused you had become in school. He held it up to his face and took a huge sniff, shivering in pleasure. He grabbed it and started to lick it, his mouth watering at your taste. “So good” he moaned.

Eddie had to rub one off, so he laid back and started to pump himself as your panties laid on his face. He imagined you sitting on his face, letting all your juices flow down onto him. “God what I wouldn’t give” he said pumping faster. Eddie enjoyed himself, his lewd mind kept him busy for hours that night , his thoughts fully consumed by you. He couldn’t wait to see you back in school.

When he pulled up into the schools parking lot, he instantly started to search for you, his eyes darting from person to person. When he got out from his van, he smiled wide, inhaling your scent that he picked up. You had to have passed by there a few seconds ago maybe even a minute, he noted. Walking towards the double doors to go into the main hall, he pulled them open, continuing to scan many faces. Many people moved out of his way, and the ones that didn’t just stared down, feeling threatened by his presence. No one wanted to mess with him anymore.

When he found you, the bell rang, flinching slightly at the loud sound. As he approached you he noticed that you seemed a little on edge.

When you closed your locker Eddie scared you, “Boo!” He cried out, making you jump a little. “How’s my girl doing today? You feeling better?” He asked running his finger through your hair, slightly pushing it back. You tensed up at his touch, looking away. Eddie scrunched his eyebrows, his tone confused, “What’s wrong?”.

Sighing you pursed your lips, “What’s wrong? Don’t you remember what you did yesterday? You went all satanic on me! after I regained consciousness, I got fucking interrogated for hours about the marks on my neck. I got into big trouble with my parents because of you”.

Eddie chuckled making you even more irritated, scoffing you turned on your heels and started to walk away but his hand grabbed you, pushing you into the locker, halting you. “Where do you think you’re going? We’re not done talking” he barked squeezing your arm.

Wincing you looked around to see if anyone was around and it was just you two , “I made sure you got home safe. Did you want me to leave you all alone and passed out in the back of a building? What if someone who was bad found you? They could have kidnapped you, assaulted you in the state that you were, then they would have probably killed you. This is Hawkins y/n, it’s not safe anymore” he emphasized.

You struggled to speak, not sure if you should thank him or slap him. Before you could start again he interrupted, “I saved you, sweetheart. I would never let anything bad happened to you. You need my protection, I’m the only one who will never fail you” he purred, leaning in and placing a small kiss on your lips.

Eddie always knew exactly what to say, and in this moment, he was telling you everything you’d hope to hear from a special someone. “Eddie…thank you” you murmured, making his smile. He pressed his body onto yours, holding your face as he kissed you again, “So very welcome”.

“I still want to ask you why you did what you did yesterday. You know the whole neck biting thing” you motioned with your fingers.

“You just have a beautiful neck. I have a “thing” for yours, I want to kiss it, touch it, bite it…” he trailed his fingers down to the nape of your neck then behind it, holding you in place. Lowering his nose to it, he took a deep breath, before placing a slow and soft kiss, making you bite your lips as a shiver ran through your spine.

He eyes flashed red again, but he controlled himself, making the red fade away quickly. He straightened up, looking down at your eyes, “Would you believe me if I told you that I feel like a vampire” he said, his face dead serious now. This made you smile, slightly giggling, “God you’re really nuts, Eddie Munson” slightly knocking on his head, “Look, I know people have their own fantasi-”

“We’ll then explore this one with me. You’re my girl remember? I can tell you like it y/n, I can practically feel you getting horny when I get close to you” he teased. You shushed him, placing your hand over his mouth, feeling flustered and looking around once again, “Dont say that!..Let’s just get to know eachother more, okay? We can pretend yesterday didn’t happen and we will start over. I got caught up in the heat of the moment so I wasn’t thinking straight but I know we can be great friend right now, and eventually we can become something mor, if we both think we’re ready. We can have fun together but…no more biting.” You warned slipping away from him, “I’ll see you later in class” you trailed, feeling his eyes on your back.

Out of everything you just said, he only heard, “like yesterday didn’t happen” and stopped listening from there. Eddie was furious, how dare you say that to him. “Ballsy today” he whispered as he stared at you disappear into the hallway. You were acting like a brat and that irritated him. Where was his submissive y/n? The one that would go along with everything that he said. This was the first strike, there better not be another or else he would have to resort to something more effective. More aggressive.

Eddie wasnt paying any attention today, his mind was busy thinking about you. He felt unsatisfied with the fact that you hadn’t agreed to be with him how he wanted. It just didn’t make any sense, there was a strong connection, why would you want to forget that? His anger just grew, his mind traveling to dark places as his mood got mixed with hunger. He wasn’t craving food, he was craving you. Your blood.

English class came along and your feet walked a little faster to get to class. Eddie had freaked you out yes, but you still wanted to see him, be around him, it was exciting. When you entered the room, his seat was empty, scrunching your eyebrow slightly. When you sat down, your eyes stayed glued to the doorway, darting your eyes elsewhere when another person that wasn’t him came in.

“Alright class, let’s settle down” your teacher spoke, on her way to close the door. Saddened, you shook your head slightly taking your materials out from your bag. As the door was about to close, it suddenly swung open, revealing the source of your excitement. “Sorry about that miss” he smiled as he passed her desk, “You’re late, Mr.Munson, this is your last warning” she informed him.

As Eddie passed you, he stared right Into your eyes, “I’m sorry, it won’t happen again” he said coldly, not smiling anymore. Your eyes just followed him until he was out of sight, puzzled by his unfriendliness. It was out of character for him, to be so cold, specially to you.

“We’re going to be working on our projects all day today and tomorrow and it’ll be due on Monday. I have lots to grade so please keep it down” she said indifferently.

Everyone moved, joining their friends/partners. Not knowing what the right move was, you just sat in your seat, making no effort to move. Eddie rolled his eyes and quickly stood up, the sound of his chair scooting back quickly made you jump, he was definitely upset. He dragged the chair next to you, the back of it touching the desk, his legs went to either side of it, your heart raced at the proximity.

“So… you’re not going to greet me anymore? Do you hate me THAT much” he spoke with an irritated tone.

“I don’t hate you. Don’t say that” you replied, swirling your pencil in your hand, trying to avoid his gaze.

He chuckled softly, “Telling me to forget such a great moment like yesterday? Why would you want me to do that? Only someone that hated me would ask me to do such a thing” he quickly spat, angry that he had to repeat it.

Rolling your eyes, you opened your mouth to speak, but his hand grabbed your cheeks hard, making you turn your head towards him, “Drop your little attitude or I’ll fuck it out of you” he muttered between his teeth quietly before letting you go.

Your eyes went wide in shock. No one had ever talked to you like that, but you weren’t entirely sure if you disliked it. It was degrading, yet you rubbed your thighs together, making Eddie smirk.

“L-let’s just focus on this project” you stammered, turning away from him not wanting to show your flushed cheeks.

“Look at me” he ordered, making you turn and locking eyes with him. “What an obedient baby,” he cooed swiping the hair off your shoulder, exposing your neck, “see, I don’t think you want us to be friends, I know you want something more, just as I do. You don’t have to be afraid of me y/n, I won’t ever hurt you…that much” he smiled making a chill run down your spine. As much as you tried to convince yourself that this wasn’t right, you couldn’t deny the fact that he was right. Eddie was your soft spot, he consumed your thoughts, it’s felt like you were obsessed with him now.

“I’m not, Eddie. I don’t hate you either, I just can’t think straight on what I want. I’m conflicted” you confessed.

“Just trust that I know what’s best for you. The day we were physically intimate, that bonded us. You belong to me and I refuse to let you make a mistake. Just trust me princess” his hand went to your cheek and rubbed it slightly before the teacher cleared her throat, starring at you two, “not in my class, please” she warned making everyone turn around. He smiled as he let you go, “ofcourse, sorry” winking at you as he opened his notebook to write something on it.

He then ripped it and passed it to you, “let’s ditch after class, meet me in my van” smiling you nodded your head and shoved the note in your pocket, “What if we get in trouble” you whispered, being extra careful to not let the teacher hear, “It’ll be fine. It’s just going to be one time….for you” he smirked, nudging your shoulder. This was so exciting, to do something bad with Eddie Munson, the ultimate rebel.

“When the bell rings, let me go ahead of you that way I’ll have the van running before you get inside. It’ll be less attention” he explained looking at the clock and starting to pack his stuff up. Nodding you just stared at your paper, thinking about what you were going to tell you parents in the case that you got caught.

When the bell rang you grabbed your things and you headed out the door, heading towards the cafeteria and then over to the parking lot. “Y/n?” a male voice called out. FUCK! You mentally cursed, turning to see who had caught you, “Steve? What are you doing here? I thought you graduated already” you smiled feeling relieved that it was just him. “Yeah but I brought something over to Dustin. Something about D&D, I don’t know” he confessed catching up with you. “Oh that’s nice” you answered stopping, looking at Eddie in the van as Steve was in front of you. “I heard that you and Eddie are a thing, is that true?” He asked curiously. “What do you mean?” you questioned playing dumb.

“We’ll Robin said she saw you following Eddie one time and that you two were hiding behind a building. Then Dustin saw him talking to you in the hallway. It seems to me that you two are pretty close” he suggested, smiling slightly. You contemplated on your answer, not sure of what you should say. The truth or a lie, but it was way more complicated than that. “I’m confused, you only talked to me during class when you needed the answer to something, why are you making conversation now?” You diverted, moving your eyes over to the van, and then back to Steve. “I was just curious…But also Dustin kept begging me to come and ask you. I don’t know why he just doesn’t come and do it himself but as the full time babysitter, I have to do everything for them” he said, making you giggle, “Okay well you can tell Dustin that I won’t bite, so he can come to me anytime” you replied, a slight wind hitting your face, “But I will” Eddie’s voice boomed next to you, making you jump, his hands snaked around your waist pulling you into him. Eddie eyed Steve in a serious cold manner, “Why are you taking so long, babe” he asked turning to you and then to him.

“Steve just wanted to catch up, but he’s going now. He just wanted to ask a few questions on behalf of Dustin” you answered, feeling your heart race and his proximity. “Eddie, it’s so good to see you again” Steve smiled patting his shoulder. “Why are you talking to her, Harrington? Don’t you have plenty of other bitches to go screw up” His anger increasing.

Steve just looked at you, feeling as if he had missed anything. “Wait what? Calm down dude, it’s not like that” he explained, “We were just catching up, Dustin asked me to come talk to her, you know since I actually know her. I didn’t think I would run into her today so I took the opportunity” he explained, annoyed at Eddie’s reaction. Eddie took a step closer to him, but you tried to hold him back, pulling him towards you, “What are you doing! Stop it” you spoke, failing at keeping him away from Steve, “Dont ever let me catch you talking to her again, you’re a pretty easy boy to fuck up. Don’t try me unless you want your fucking face rearranged” he threatened, his face too close for comfort.

“I’m so sorry Steve” you apologized on Eddie’s behalf. Steve just stepped back and started to walk away, “Definitely together” he said under his breath rolling his eyes.

Eddie��s attention switched from Steve to you, “shall we?” He commanded more so than asked. “I can’t believe you just did that, Eddie. He was just asking me a question. You know, Dustin is wanting to get close to you again, I think, I DONT know now since you got all in Steve’s face” you barked, annoyed at his previous actions.

“DONT bullshit me y/n, I know how Steve’s mind works, it doesn’t take a psychic to know that he’s just trying to get in your pants” he spat. Scoffing, you turned to walk away from him, “I can’t do this Eddie, I’m going back to school. You’re way too much” you sighed and walked off. Eddie got in front of you, blocking your way, “Get in the van”

“No”

“If you’re not inside in the next 10 seconds, I’m going to carry you in there myself. Get.In.the van.” He warned, staring straight into your soul making you look away.

“Sorry Eddie, I dont think we should hang out anymore” you muttered stepping beside him.

“I’m sorry too” he smirked before he took out a rag out drenching it in chloroform, then, using his speed, he snatched you up and dragged you into the back of the van. Before your mind could register where you were, you gasped due to the whiplash, grunting and squirming against the rag that was being pressed firmly over your nose and mouth. When you tried to scream, your voice was barely above a whisper, so muffled and weak. Your eyes closed slowly, relaxing into his arms, “I’m sorry sweetheart, you left me no choice” was the last thing you heard before you passed out.

Eddie placed you down gently, grabbing some ropes to tie up your hands and feet. He grabbed a blanket and bunched it up to place under your head while he drove. He smiled running his fingers over your lips, “Dont worry darling, It’ll all be okay” he assured, before hopping out from the back and slamming the back doors shut.

Eddie drove about an hour and a half away from school, to an abandoned house. Well, abandoned now since he had killed the couple that lived there. This location was perfect, it was a nice big house surrounded by trees and bushes, it was also off the road which was a huge plus. No one would ever come looking for you two here. He pulled into the garage, closing it before stepping out. He opened the doors and found your sleeping frame resting on the cold metal floor of the van.

He grabbed your legs and dragged you to him, scooping you up over his shoulder. Be entered the house, placing you on the couch before he went around locking each door. The doors in this house were able to be locked from the inside and out, but the best part was that all the windows were barred. It was just perfect.

Eddie grabbed you once again and took you up to your shared master bedroom, placing you gently on the bed, then proceeded to rip the ropes off you. He smiled at your beautiful resting face. How could you look so angelic just by sleeping. Eddie knew that you were afraid of him, afraid of committing, but soon you would learn how to get over that fear.

When you finally regained consciousness, you already knew something bad had happed. Rubbing your eyes, then looking around, you noticed that this was not familiar. Your hands and feet were sore, red marks were plastered over your skin. Going onto your feet you reached for the door, but alas it was locked. Freaking out you tried to open it more aggressively, shaking the door knob. “Give it up honey, it won’t open” Eddie’s voice called out to you from bed. You didn’t even notice that he was in here, and in bed!

“What did you do…why am I here!” You yelled, tears filling up in your eyes.

“Oh please, cut the shit, theres no need to cry. I haven’t done anything….yet” he smirked, “come back to bed and I’ll explain everything” he added gesturing for you to come next to him. “You’re fucking Sick Eddie, YOU KIDNAPPED ME” you yelled even louder, going to the window and ripping away the curtains only to see endless trees and a barbed window. “Where are we” you asked looking at him with fear, “Somewhere safe. For you and me” he added nonchalantly.

“Just come to bed” he instructed once again.

“No” you snapped, backing away from him.

“Must I remind you what happened the last time you told me “no”…” he warned.

“I don’t care. I DONT want to be near you” you muttered, crossing your arms.

Eddie raced in front of you, grabbing you and throwing you onto bed, quickly going on top of you. His speed was incredible, but you didn’t actually see it to this magnitude. He grabbed your hands and held them on each side of your head, “I’m so sick of your fucking games. Your disobedience. You push and pull me whenever you see fit and frankly, I’ve run out of patience. One day you’re all over me and the other you wanna act like you never wanted me” he growled, holding your body in place despite all your attempts to break free.

“You’re acting like such a freak Eddie! Look at what you’re doing. Be honest with yourself and really understand what you’re doing…what you HAVE done” you yelled, moving your hips against his.

“That’s where you’re wrong princess, I’m not acting like a freak…I fucking am one” he growled flashing his eyes red and smiling all the way so that you could see his fangs.

Petrified you stopped moving, your mind remembering when he told you that he felt like a vampire. “You’re a…a..”choking on your own words.

“Vampire” he grinned making a chill go down your spine.

Eddie could practically see you piecing everything together, your eyes moving all over his face in fear, “I don’t understand” you managed to speak.

“You don’t have to. All you need to understand is that you made me like this, your blood fully transitioned me and when I had it….” he shuddered closing his eyes then opening them again, revealing his blood red iris’. “It was like I was born again. I had speed and strength before I had your blood but after…it made me a million times better. I was no longer hungry, I felt strong and healthy again. You’re the key to that my y/n….and I’ll never let you go” he whispered lowering his head to kiss your lips.

He let go of you, his right hand cupping your cheek as the left one roamed your side, dipping into your ass then your leg, bringing you closer to him. You turned your face to the side, breathing heavily, “Eddie you’re sick, you’ve been hurt, this isn’t normal” you spoke in hopes to get him to come back to reality.

Eddie grabbed your face and turned you back to him, taking your lips into his once again, “you’re going to heal me. Make me good again….wether you like it or not” he growled biting down on your lip, making you squeal. You could tell you were bleeding due to the metallic taste but also because Eddie was sucking on your lip, his eyes red again.

He pulled away from you briefly to rip your clothes off, leaving you naked in seconds, he quickly undressed himself too, throwing the clothes across the room. He flipped you over to make you sit on top of him, his arms keeping you in place. Eddie kissed your breasts, then sucked on your nipple, making you moan immediately. “Just let yourself enjoy it, love. I promise to make you feel so good” he whispered taking the other nipple in his mouth. You tried holding back your moan, bitting down on your tongue to forget about the pleasure and focus on the pain. Eddie couldn’t hear you no more, so he grabbed your hair and pulled your head back, exposing your entire neck to him, “I wanna hear you y/n, don’t hold anything back” he muttered, smiling as you winced at the pain, “Fuck you” you replied making his smile fade away.

“Alright, if that’s how you want to play then I’ll entertain it but…” he stopped smiling cynically at his thoughts. He ran his tongue from your collarbone up to your neck then to your ear, making you shiver, “if I hear you moan, whine, or cry, I get to bite” he whispered, dipping his head down to the base of your neck, opening his mouth and placing his fangs right on your skin. “Eddie don’t” you cried, feeling terrified at his words. Then you realized what you done, “Wait, STOP NO” you whimpered, feeling his teeth sink into you. Your mouth was shaped like an O, your eyes wide at the pressure. You thought it was going to be super painful like last time but as soon as you heard him grunt in pleasure, it felt different. A good different.

Eddie moaned as your blood entered him, your sweet taste felt like heaven on earth, the way it lathered his burning throat was like no other feeling. It was so much more than pleasure. The way your blood coated it, was so much better this time, completely soothing his pain, healing what hurt. As he drank, his hunger subsided, immediately stopping. He couldn’t have you passing out again, you needed to be awake on the night that he intended to fully claim you.

When he was finished, your will to fight was gone. You were a little light headed, feeling like the fight had ended before it even started. Eddie loosed his grip on you and placed you on the mattress, laying you on your back, feeling too tired to oppose him. “That’s it baby, relax. Just enjoy…but remember what I said” he smirked, spreading your legs open. His body went right to the end of the bed, his hair tickling your thighs, “Eddie…please don’t” you whispered careful to not whine. He ignored you, kissing your inner thigh, then inching closer and closer to your folds. You screwed your eyes shut, pressing your lips into a straight line, not wanting to make a sound, “I’m sorry darling; what’d you say?” He smirked, running his tongue right over your clit, giving you one small lick. “Stop” you said coldly, careful as to show emotion”. Eddie could feel your heart beat start to race, the heat radiating from your pussy. “DONT tell me what to do” he warned, shoving his tongue past your fold, hitting your clit. He wasted to time in flicking his tongue over it, moving it from side to side then up and down, moaning at your delicious taste. How was it possible that you were delicious everywhere, he wanted to eat you all up.

You grasped the sheets, a lewd moan ripped through your throat, gasping at the pleasure. Eddie smiled, moving his head to your thigh, bitting down on your soft skin, his teeth sinking right into your femoral artery, the blood flow redirecting into his mouth. Your hands went to his head, your fingers intertwining with his brown locks, “Eddie” you moaned, feeling his other hand rub your pussy while he drank from you. He unlatched himself, cleaning up the wounds with his tongue, moaning in the process.

“You haven’t learned your lesson babygirl, must I make it harder for you?” He cooed, eating you out before you could speak. You tugged at his hair, your back arching in pleasure, “feels…so good” you choked out, making him stop. His cock leaked precum, twitching in excitement. It was time.

“I know baby, I know and I’ll always make you feel that way,” he murmured his voice dropping an octave, “I’ll ruin you for others. You won’t want anyone else but me. I promise you” he spoke, rubbing his tip at your entrance, “Say that you’re mine” he ordered, running it further up to your clit. You arched your back again, shivering, “Tell me y/n” he barked, his hand on your throat, “Eddie, I’m..I’m yours” you submitted, feeling his tip slide inside of you, both of you moaning due to the much needed friction. He then snapped his hips into you, not allowing you to adjust. It was quite painful taking him all the way in, so you moved your hips back a bit, trying to lessen the pressure but he inched forward, holding your hips down with both of his hands, “Bad girl” he smiled, taking his cock almost all the way out, before pounding into you even harder this time.

The sound of skin slapping filled the room, your hands flew to your mouth, stopping yourself from screaming. Eddie got even more turned on at your pathetic attempts, you were whining, crying, moaning, grunting, but because you held your mouth it was all just muffled. Eddie looked down, loving the way your belly bulged which each time his cock disappeared into you. The glistening skin showing him how wet you were for him. Sex with you was like an out of body experience. He felt pure erotic pleasure, something he never expected to experience. His eyes raked over your body, your breast bouncing rapidly with each thrust, you looked so fucking sexy. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, his cock reaching all of your good spots.

You were going absolutely crazy under him. He wanted to hear you now, so he grabbed your hands and pinned them to the sides of your head, “Let me hear you darling, let your master know how good it feels” he ordered, snapping into you deeper. You heard him but you couldn’t really comply, being too far into your own world of pleasure to even try to form a sentence, “Mmm.mas-ster” you groaned, unable to fully open your eyes. Eddie loved the way you were going absolutely stupid on his cock, but it also made him slightly angry because you weren’t listening.

“My poor little dumb whore can’t speak, huh? Does master have to help you become a functioning human being again? My little dumb slut” he mocked, slapping your face lightly so that you could focus in. “Hey! Dummy, tell me who your master is” he said slowing his pace, “Master…master! You’re my master” you cooperated, wrapping your legs around him, trying to push him in deeper. Eddie chuckled darkly, grabbing your face with his hand, squishing it, “That’s right princess, I’m your master. Whos cock do you need” he teased moving your face from side to side, “masters…Yours, master” you replied, before gasping and digging your nails into his back. He had pushed himself all the way in again, snapping his hips feverishly. “Mmm, yes” he moaned, satisfied. “Fuck, I can tell that you’re close, doesn’t it feel sssooo good to finally be fucked like the little sex doll you are? Hm? You don’t even have to answer me baby, I know that your little brain isn’t functioning because I have you stuffed to the brim with my cock. You’re practically brainless!” He spat grabbing your head and turning it to the side so that he could sink his teeth in again.

The feeling of his teeth piercing your skin, made your toes curl, moaning out his name in pleasure. Eddie couldn’t contain his pleasure as well, moaning a long “mmm” sound as he drank you. Eddie was to the point where he couldn’t contain himself, he came hard inside of you, still not detaching himself from you, ingesting a big gulp of blood. He moaned through his lips, his cock twitching inside of you. Without detaching himself, he started to rub your pussy ferociously, making you scream at the velocity, each stroke making your heart race faster. The pressure in your stomach was way too much, “Eddie” you finally a screeched, squirting all over his bottom half, your body shaking as your orgasm spread through you.

Eddie felt the way your blood raced, making it flow faster into him, swallowing it all. After that final gulp he felt your heart beat drop dramatically. He was on his way to killing you if he didn’t stop now, so he detached himself, trying to calm himself down before anything else. At this point you started to go unconscious, and you still had a pulse, but it was weak, like last time.

“Y/n, baby, can you hear me?” You heard him calling, your vision blurred and his voice started to distort.

“Eddie” you sighed, your voice too weak to be audible in a normal setting.

“Focus on my voice sweetheart, don’t fall asleep” he frantically spoke as he lightly tapped your face.

Your eyes weren’t able to stay open, finally closing them and slipping into darkness.

“Y/n! Y/n!” He called, and that was the last thing you heard before everything went dark red.

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Pt.2….Maybe?? Idk let me know :-)

#dark!eddie munson #dark! eddie munson x reader #dark! eddie #dark! eddie munson smut #vampire!eddie #vampire!eddie munson #vampire eddie smut #vampire eddie x reader #vampire! eddie munson smut #dark! stranger things #vampire #eddie x reader #dark!eddie x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader smut #eddie munson x reader #dark! smut

[nocreativityfornames]

Everything we know about Michael so far, lore wise.

WARNING: SPOILERS FOR ALL SEASONS

➤ He's an high-ranking angel from the Celestial Realm, more specifically a Seraph. (nb: 18-2 and nb card: Luke - "I can do it too!")

➤ His love for sweets is the reason Luke took interest in baking. (swd: 5-12 and 23-5)

➤ He and Lucifer were equals in the Celestial Realm and no other angel shared the same status as them. Simeon referred to them back then as "the two great leaders of the Celestial Realm's legion of angels." (swd: 23-7) But currently Michael carries that position alone. (swd: 23-5)

➤ He was supposed to meet MC when they visited the Celestial Realm with Solomon but couldn't because a secret spring suddenly started drying and Michael had to go there to investigate the situation. (swd: 23-7)

➤ He used to be Mammon's mentor and tried his best to train the white-haired brother while in charge of him but wasn't able to figure out how to handle him and eventually went to Lucifer asking for help. And since Lucifer was somehow able to get Mammon to listen to him, he ended up taking over Michael's role and became his mentor instead. (swd: 27-19)

➤ He was originally the one in possession of the Ring of Wisdom but gave the ring to Solomon at a time when the human was feeling "lost" and Michael wanted to help him. (swd: 29-5)

➤ During MC's 2° stay in the Devildom when Diavolo was keeping secret from everyone that their powers had become a threat to the three realms, Michael sent the prince a message through Simeon, warning him that if whatever he was keeping a secret affected the Celestial Realm, angels wouldn't hesitate to intervene. (swd: 31-16 Hard Mode)

➤ He's the one who found the Ring of Light, counterpart to the Ring of Wisdom that Lucifer had lost during the Great Celestial War (swd: 37-9), and quickly noticed it was missing when Simeon stole it to give it to MC ( since it was the only other way to control their powers ), shooting the other angel a text stating that they needed to have a "good, long talk" and that he wanted to see him as soon as possible. (swd chat: M, "untitled")

➤ When MC was given the Ring of Light and fell unconscious because of it, Michael appeared to speak with them. And during their talk, the seraph told MC that he had pictured them to be truly wicked person due to being so well-liked by the brothers, but that he had been proven wrong after meeting them. (swd: 38-17)

➤ In that same conversation, Michael confessed to being jealous of MC. He told them: "I must admit that I'm jealous of you, MC. I wish I could have been more like you. Because I loved Lucifer and his brothers, and I lost them. Perhaps things could have been different..." (swd: 38-17)

➤ When asked, Satan explained to MC that Michael was the opposite of Lucifer appearance-wise but that they felt like twins at the same time. And when Mammon brought up Michael's adoration for Lucifer, Satan chimed in saying that in his opinion the reason Michael liked Lucifer so much was because he was the embodiment of everything he wanted to be but couldn't. (swd: 43-19)

➤ He would be the one having meetings with Diavolo when the prince took over the kingdom if he hadn't thrown the responsibility onto Lucifer in the last minute, making Michael in a way the stepping stone that led Lucifer to question his faith and start having doubts about God and the Celestial Realm in general. (swd: 44-15)

➤ When MC ended up in the past Celestial Realm through a dream Solomon sent them to accidentally by feeding them his food, Michael was the one to bring them back home. The angel told MC that they and the brothers would likely forget what happened in the dream but that it would still have an effect on all of them and he would keep an eye on them to make sure that said effect didn't have negative consequences in the future. (swd: 44-18)

➤ Luke told MC that he often found Michael in the hall where the brothers' portraits used to hang staring at the empty space, lost in thought. According to the small angel, Michael to this day still deeply misses the brothers and has regrets about the war. (swd: 49-15)

➤ He was the one to cast out the brothers from the Celestial Realm and send them to the Devildom. (swd: 50-7)

➤ According to Mammon, Michael and Simeon must've pulled some strings behind the scenes to get Luke to participate in the exchange program and be able to visit the Human World with Simeon because, with his low ranking, he'd never be the one chosen for those sorts of things and the Avatar of Greed is convinced that they're doing this because they want Luke to experience life outside the Celestial Realm, see that there's more out there than heaven, and stop thinking that angels are perfect beings who can do no wrong. (swd: 50-10)

➤ He's knowledgeable on constellations and likes them so much he had Raphael rebuilt a whole room so Human World constellations could be seen even from the Celestial Realm. (swd: 52-7) He also taught Mammon about them when he was still in his care, and later on taught Luke as well. (swd: 50-12)

➤ It was actually he who went into the Devildom and told the brothers that they had been forgiven by God and had to choose between staying in the demonic kingdom ( and making an enemy out of heaven ) or coming back to the Celestial Realm and leaving Satan behind. And in a conversation with Raphael, Michael said the reason for his disguise was that he was worried about what could happen if he showed up as himself. But Raphael quickly rebutted that by saying that the true reason Michael didn't go as himself was because he wouldn't know how to act around the brothers. (nb: 20-14 Hard Mode)

➤ Still disguised as Raphael before going back to the Celestial Realm, Michael told Luke that he wasn't surprised that the brothers didn't accept his offer to go back to heaven and actually knew that would be the outcome of it. He was also surprised not too long after when Luke, not knowing it wasn't Raphael who he was talking to, pointed out that Michael seemed sad and lonely whenever he was staring at the wall where the brothers' portraits used to be. Michael's exact response to the younger angel's words was: "...I didn't realize that's what people thought.” (nb: 20-A)

➤ When asked by Raphael if he planned to attend RAD in the future, Michael avoided giving an direct answer and left. (nb: 20-14 Hard Mode)

#there are some things here that have not been “confimed to be him” because he was under the name “???” during the scenes but #I added them here anyway because we all know it was him at this point #! there might be stuff I didn't add because I couldn't remember so tell me if you notice something is missing ! #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #omswd #obey me michael #obey me solomon #obey me lucifer #obey me diavolo #obey me luke #obey me simeon #obey me mc #obey me satan #obey me raphael #obey me #obey me lorebible #☙ no creativity for names ✾

[bryce-bucher]

Midwest Lost Post #1

Introduction:

This is my second time writing this post because I pressed ctrl z on accident at the end of my (very long) first attempt and apparently tumblr doesn't have a redo button. I am going to scream. Anyway, Midwest Lost is a souls-like set in the American Midwest in which you play as an angsty teenage boy with a big fuck off sword. My main inspirations for this project are the mainline souls games (also bloodborne psx), metal gear rising revengeance, and kingdom hearts 358/2 days. The best way I can describe my goal for this project is that I want it to be a fun, earnest, introspective, and emotionally raw teenage drama with a focus on atmosphere, narrative, and cool bossfights. As you can probably tell this project is the most early in development of the three I'm currently working on.

Story:

I'm not going to go into too much detail here because I want to avoid talking about spoilers, and, also, anything is subject to change at this point. The gist of it is that you are playing as an emotionally troubled teenage boy who (figuratively and literally) hides behind his big ol' sword. His ultimate goal is to leave his dead-end home town behind and make a better life for himself. The first obstacle of many in this goal is the protagonist's abusive stepfather who serves as the introductory bossfight of the game. I have a lot of ideas for bossfights that I am extremely excited about, but I'll avoid talking about them here so that I can show them off when they are more developed (one of them I'm excited about is a mom van). The game is likely going to be 50% exploration of a vibin small town and 50% fighting bosses, so most of my effort is going into those two things. The game's story is going to take place in chapters with various time gaps between them. This will allow me to set different chapters in different seasons, and, most importantly, it will let me set a chapter on Halloween night. The last thing I'll talk about in regards to the story is that, as absurd as the subject matter may get, I want to avoid the game feeling irony poisoned at any point. I want the game to feel earnest as that is how I'm feelin' while making it.

Mechanics to Appease a Goopy Goblin Gamer Brain:

I would describe my enjoyment of games as a medium as belonging on a spectrum where the left has experiences that touch me in an more complex emotional sense, and the right has experiences that are pure serotonin injected straight into my soul. The souls games sit comfortably in the middle. This is because the atmosphere, storytelling, and general vibe of the souls games is really harrowing and beautiful, and the gameplay gives me the kind of intense brainworms that lead me to play through it twice a month. Before working on my current three projects, I hadn't really worked on something that I intended to necessarily be fun. In a way, I'm sort of getting out of my comfort zone by making something so mechanically heavy. It's been a nice change of pace to learn that I can focus on atmosphere and gameplay without either of them feeling creatively unsatisfying. Something you must know about me is that I have an immeasurable fixation on dodge rolling, and I think it's one of my favorite mechanics of all time. All this to say I put a dodge roll in my game, and I think it's feelin' really good.

Animation is Hard:

(But if I'm being honest, I'm getting there.)

Souls-likes are sort of unique as a genre in that animation is extra important in them. In something like a platformer you might have a bad jump animation that makes the gamefeel all wonky, but the jump itself will still work the same. In contrast, a 3D-Action game like Dark Souls is very dependent on its animations to control timing, spacing, and telegraphing on top of the gamefeel. Before starting this project I didn't really know if I had the animation chops to pull something like this off, but heading straight into the deep end has, I think, really helped me improve my animation skills quickly. The moment I got the stepfather's "lunge + spin knife around" attack implemented (as pictured above) I got a lot more confident in my ability to probably make this game feel pretty dang fun. Recently, I had to make 8 different strafe animations and it strangely didn't feel like a chore at all. I'll talk about that more next week since it's related to the mechanic I'm currently working on.

Drinkz:

The main healing items in this game are a variety of energy drinks, coffee brands, soda, etc. that each have their own unique effect. In the above gifs you can see the two that I have currently implemented. These are the green and blue varieties of in-world brand "Vlade Energy". The green one is the most basic heal item, and it's the one you start off with. It allows you to take two sips per can with each sip healing a good deal, and you can roll out of the drink animation at anytime; however, cancelling the animation also discards any sips yet taken while still using up the can. The blue one stacks a passive buff on the player that allows them to heal by dodging through enemy attacks. I'm really happy with the presentation of the heal mechanic with the fun particles, the sfx (take my word for it I guess), and the animation of the protagonist throwing the empty can away.

Music:

The game currently has none. I'm looking to commission a bunch of artists to fill up the soundtrack with some banging Midwest Emo or songs that otherwise have an indie feel. If you make music and are interested in doing a song or two please hmu. It'll be a p long while before I'm actually worrying about getting music in the game, but I thought I'd mention it. There is also gonna be some fights that have tracks way outside of the Midwest Emo genre, so don't be afraid to hmu if you are making different types of stuff.

Conclusion:

I wish I could talk more about this project, but I'm gonna have to wait until it's further along. Next week I'll be talking about my strafing / sidestepping mechanic that I'm currently implementing, so I'll see ya then. I'd like to end this post by mentioning that the amazing portrait of the main character seen in the health UI was commissioned from lonesomnia. I cannot stress enough how much I love how that piece came out.

#screenshotsaturday #midwest lost #midwest #lost #american midwest #soulslike #dark souls #soulsborne #demon's souls #bloodborne psx #y2k #y2k aesthetic #midwest emo #emo #mall goth #indiegames #indie games #indiegamedev #indie game #lowpoly #psx #haunted ps1 #hauntedps1 #nintendo ds #kingdom hearts #gamedev #game development

[butterflydm]

wot rewatch 1x7: the dark along the ways

spoilers for s1 of WoT and through Knife of Dreams in the books; minor spoilers for one of the s2 character blurbs

Aaaaah, my angel Tigraine is here to kick ass and have a baby. This cold open floored when when I first saw it and it still floors me. It's amazing. I'm looking forward to more Maiden action in s2 so much. Not just the fighting here, but the emotion -- how frustrated she is that they won't just let her have her baby in peace, how she finally has a moment to herself and then this new potential threat shows up and we hang in that moment. Fantastic episode opener and it really makes me excited about what we might get in s2 for the cold opens.

So... given that she left Andor to chase a prophecy to save the world and has found herself on Dragonmount about to give birth... Tigraine could probably guess who her kid was going to be at this point, I feel like? She was very well educated, first in Andor and then in the White Tower, so I'm sure she would have known the Prophecies (maybe she even figured out when she learned that the female warrior society of the Aiel was called the Maidens of the Spear?)

The Emond's Field people want to get Mat but Moiraine must refuse because he's literally in recasting limbo right now. I love how Rand just instantly lost all trust in Moiraine the second she refuses to open the Waygate. She won him to her side by helping Mat, then immediately lost him once she stopped. Rand (and Nynaeve) are so protective & defensive over Mat in this episode and I really love it.

Of course, Rand is now probably also about, like 75% sure that he's actually the Dragon and so there's no need to worry about Mat anyway. But Moiraine is absolutely not sure who the Dragon is and it very well could be Mat (imo if she wasn't worried that Mat was a potential channeler, it would be pointless to send the Red Ajah after him).

Rand's little despairing looks back at the closed Waygate and his instant defense of Mat against anyone who says a word against him (even Egwene): catnip to a newly-minted Cauthor shipper.

Yeah, Mat is 100% Moiraine's least favorite child -- she 'knows' what choice he would make, she says (the wrong one). So, there are actually two different ways that the show could go with Mat -- Moiraine could be either right or wrong that Mat would make the wrong/evil choice and it depends on how they've decided to handle the Seanchan. Because if they follow the same storyline that the books did, Mat does essentially choose to embrace evil along that path (even if Jordan never admits it) when he decides that he's okay being married to an unremorseful and unwilling-to-change slaver. If Tuon stays the same way that she is in the books, then Moiraine was right about Mat. If Mat and Tuon's storyline gets changed/updated to be less... awful, then Moiraine will have been wrong about Mat.

Lan tries to tease Nynaeve to cheer her up but fails, so he tries to reassure her instead, telling her that Mat is safer where they left him. It's a sweet little moment.

Both Egwene and Rand are more open in this moment than they were in episode 2 and are able to share a snuggle as they sleep (but Egwene also checks in with Rand first this time and waits for him to essentially nonverbally give her a 'yes' before snuggling in). Rand is also a lot less raw about the breakup and they're hovering in a weird 'maybe we're not broken up after all' space.

People's worst fears clawing at them is a lot more informative kind of existential terror than just gore-whispers.

Honestly, given how on-edge everyone is put by the Black Wind, it would more surprising if it didn't lead to tensions and arguments. That was a rough experience for them all.

Lots of Lan backstory in this episode! His title, people from his past, etc.

Poor Moiraine looks so exhausted. Pretty much now until the end of the season. This is also when Moiraine has the message sent to the Red Ajah about Mat, which Lan is not around to hear, I note.

Perrin engages in some Fainspotting!

Oh, I notice that when Min serves drinks to the ta'veren, she keeps her eyes down. To avoid seeing all the viewings maybe? And I'm pleased to say that show!Min remains likable on rewatch, despite my bad experience with book!Min in my reread! She actually is a world-weary and well-traveled woman who has been through Too Much and is Tired instead of feeling like a tweenager cosplaying as one. And Moiraine literally has to blackmail her into sharing her viewings about the EF5.

And reading the new s2 summary about Min also tells us why Moiraine threatening her with exposure is enough to make her crack -- she was forced to be a carnival act! Yikes, Min's aunts!

Also that does look like the same baby from Rand's vision in the next episode, at least to me, so I think that's what she was seeing.

The EF5 all confronting Moiraine. I do wonder if it was the whispers of the Ways that made her decide to open up to them about how the non-Dragons will die when the Dragon faces the Dark One. And though the group does fracture into an argument after this discussion, they do present a united front against Moiraine here.

This argument also does a good job in laying down Egwene's philosophy and her reasons for wanting to do this. And we get another passionate defense of Mat from Rand.

It's fascinating how quickly Nynaeve jumps the conclusion that Rand and Perrin are 'fighting over' Egwene (something that both Rand and Egwene find initially baffling). I wonder how long Nynaeve has been expecting this to come up as an issue between them, that she goes there so quickly. Back in ep1, she sends Perrin away from Egwene's celebration to spend time with his wife and then in this episode, she notices Perrin noticing Egwene and Rand snuggling together. She is on "Perrin->Egwene HIGH ALERT" at all times and it's just kinda fascinating. If she'd just let them argue, I sincerely doubt that Perrin would ever have let anything slip.

Perrin's staring at Rand's mouth while saying "only woman I ever loved was my wife" moment. With a single shot, Perrin comes across as infinitely less heterosexual than his book counterpart.

We get some more good Lan content in his scenes with Moiraine and then Nynaeve. It's nice to get to see a piece of Lan's culture and for him to share it with Nynaeve. All the scenes that he has with both of them in this episode are really good. Lan comparing his devotion to Moiraine to Nynaeve's protectiveness over the Two Rivers' kids; I like it.

And this scene with Egwene and Rand is his last stab at denial. He wants to pretend that he can still be Egwene's husband/Warder. But if he doesn't give up on his denial, he might be condemning Egwene, Perrin, & Nynaeve to a painful death. What Egwene says here (that she will stand by Rand if he's the Dragon) is also related to why he goes off on his own and pretends to be dead imo -- he knows his friends wouldn't abandon him and so he has to abandon them for their safety.

And we reach the point where everything is at a crisis point and Rand can't keep denying every strange thing that's been building up since the night the Trollocs attacked.

This scene with Rand and Min is very good. Again, show!Min is doing a lot better than book!Min. Also, Min, I'm holding you to that "three beautiful women" viewing.

Aah, the kindness of how the show did Rand's birth really gets to me. The story is so much... colder in the books. That show!Tigraine gets to have a last moment of connection before she dies, and gets some assurance that her kid will be taken care of. It was an incredibly compassionate change to make.

lol, the poor awkwardness of the three Emond's Fielders (before they realize that Rand has disappeared with Moiraine).

Moiraine's thoughts, probably: "shit, it's one of the boys. Well... at least it's not Mat".

#wot #wheel of time #wot on prime #wot rewatch #wot book spoilers #knife of dreams #wot s2 spoilers #wheel of time s2 spoilers #wot prime spoilers #wot show spoilers

[unhealthy-reading-habits]

I need to just write this down so the thoughts stop living in my headspace.

Spoiler Warning: I’m not taking about that spoiler but I’ll be speculating about Good Omens Season 2 content from the authorised Promo material, so if you don’t want to know anything about GO Season 2 until the release date, please stop reading.

So yesterday, Prime dropped another teaser video at the coffee shop, and I’m speculating that this is when Aziraphale calls Crowley to tell him about Gabriel.

Crowley is clearly on edge, but is surprised at “naked man” comment so he doesn’t know about Gabriel yet.

I think this is the expression of a jealous individual who has quite a few questions that he knows he cannot ask right now – if he knew it as Gabriel, then he would have just dismissed Nina's comment.

The only reason I can think he’s on edge is Aziraphale and Crowley had some sort of falling out. Based purely on the knowledge of Crowley living in his car, I’m thinking that Crowley tried moving their relationship forward after he lost his flat, i.e. trying to get Aziraphale to invite him to live with him, but Aziraphale has only just left abusive Heaven management so would still have some trauma he has to work through so while he is fine with Crowley being at the bookshop, he couldn’t take the step to let Crowley move in.

Crowley seems to be going through some sort of existential crisis during his talks with Shax, so he’s not enjoying his new found freedom as much as he thought he would. Why? I speculate because he thought without Heaven/Hell, Aziraphale would finally be free enough to express himself and maybe Crowley built up in his head what he expected Aziraphale to be like after (relaxed/open with his feelings), since Crowley is very accepting of his own.

However, healing from trauma isn’t immediate.

Aziraphale maybe is enjoying his new freedom, but he is still hesitant with Crowley, since how can you undo millennia of repression in just a few months/years?

I think this leads to a fall out early in episode 1 (or pre-episode 1), and they are not on the best speaking terms, hence when Aziraphale contacts Crowley, Crowley is in an emotional state, which I don’t think he ever is in season 1 when the two are meeting up for food. Eating together is their calming space, even when they were techy at a café in Season 1, Aziraphale still ate food and while annoyed, they weren’t this emotionally charged.

Aziraphale however is freaking out about Gabriel and Aziraphale is probably aware of the tension but at the same time his fear of what’s happening with Gabriel overcomes his annoyance at Crowley.

So these two meet up, argument not fully resolved, and Crowley has been having a rough time of it (no job, staying in his car, fragmented angel relationship). Aziraphale is obviously nervous right from the start as he wants to clam down, so ordered the Eccles cakes. Most likely the same cakes that Crowley brings to the bookshop later.

The one thing that Aziraphale does say that seems to change the mood is acknowledging that him and Crowley go back a long way. Pretty much every other interaction from season 1, Aziraphale has verbally put distance between them. Saying they aren’t friends, he doesn’t like Crowley, they don’t even know each other etc. But potentially for the first time in front of someone, Aziraphale admits to knowing Crowley and not just in passing, but as a long term acquittance (at least).

There seems to be a cut here in the video but Crowley demeanour improves following that one acknowledgment.

It seems that after the naked man comment from Nina, whatever Aziraphale’s plan of explaining the situation to Crowley is in disarray as he is properly panicking and realises it is easier to show Crowley what happened rather than try to explain the coffee shop. But I expect this makes Crowley a bit worried/upset as Aziraphale is choosing not to eat in the café, which is an obvious alarm bell and as his usual “acts of service”, he takes the plates with the cakes to the bookshop to make Aziraphale happy, or at least less stressed.

Then of course, Gabriel is revealed and they are both panicking. But at least they are panicking together.

I’m so goddamn excited.

#good omens #crowley and aziraphale #ineffable husbands #go2 spoilers #go 2 speculation #go2 #good omens season 2

[elysiaishere]

Genshin Thoughts/Theories No One Asked For, (Spoilers) —Relationship Edition Part 1

At this point, this should be a series because I'm lost in the Genshin sauce, and it doesn't seem like I'm coming out of it anytime soon.

So, here are some mostly inane thoughts I've had about various relationships in the canon:

1. Nahida and Wanderer

Nahida and Wanderer have a beautiful friendship.

On the surface, a friendship between them seems unlikely. He's arrogant, rude and at times, downright cruel. Nahida, on the other hand, is a warm and forgiving spirit. But, if we consider their past experiences, we are able to build a clearer picture of how Nahida and Wanderer are able to not only get along but complement each other as well. Both endured long periods of isolation and loneliness, and from what the canon has shown us, these periods have largely shaped who they are today.

For all that she's the God of Wisdom, Nahida is young and inexperienced. Her imprisonment prevented her from forming authentic, meaningful bonds with her people, and, as such, it suffocated her own self-confidence and ability to connect with others. Even now, she doubts herself.

In contrast, Wanderer is an experienced combatant and seasoned leader. His time as a Fatui Harbinger, no doubt, taught him how to coordinate people and communicate his expectations—even if his expectations were otherwise cruel and unfair.

These differences, however, are key to why their dynamic works so well. Nahida is able to build him a safe space to explore his own humanity without judgment. On the other hand, Wanderer is able to both protect Nahida from physical threats and model self-confidence in a way she can easily emulate.

It's unorthodox, sure, but their friendship showcases a phenomenal example of how, sometimes, we find the most fulfilling and meaningful relationships in the strangest of places. Truly, I hope to see more of them in the future. I'm always delighted by their rapport. She obviously enjoys teasing him, and despite his enormous pride, he allows it.

2. Furina and Neuvillette

In an earlier post, I briefly touched on the speculations I have about who Furina/Focalors is to Neuvillette and vice-versa. In this post, I intend to dissect what information—or lack thereof—is available to us. After all, as the Hydro Archon and Hydro Dragon, respectively, their destinies have no doubt always been intertwined.

In Neuvillette's character teaser, "Watcher in the Deep," Neuvillette admits that he longs to find the answers to the many questions he has regarding his identity. He has no leads, no starting lines, and even states: "It's as if I've forgotten something since the very beginning."

Then, some seconds later and out of frame, we hear Furina:

"So, why don't you find the answers for yourself?"

Her voice is soft, encouraging, and a stark contrast from the shrill, theatrical young woman we've come to know throughout the 4.0 and 4.1 Archon Quests. This suggests that, at one point in time, Furina and Neuvillette were once close.

In comparison, their interactions we've seen thus far are a pale shade of that. He often seems exasperated by her antics while she expects him to yield to her whims, no matter how unreasonable those whims might be.

I liken it to a relationship between a spoilt little sister and an exhausted older brother. Entertaining, fun, and downright hilarious.

Jokes aside, I don't think he's indifferent to Furina. In fact, we're shown on a handful of occasions the exact opposite. Just before the iconic Primordial Seas cutscene, he tells the Traveler he's reluctant to leave Furina alone with Arlecchino and, as such, asks the Traveler to watch over her throughout the meeting. Then, in the aftermath, while the Traveler and Neuvillette are talking outside the Opera Epiclese, the scene focuses on Neuvillette watching Furina sneak away. The Traveler is none the wiser, but based on how he tunes out Paimon and watches her leave, we can deduce that he's worried about how out of character Furina seems.

I'd also like to highlight that this is the first time we've seen Neuvillette call her simply "Furina" instead of "Lady Furina." I think this is quite indicative of a more nuanced relationship than what has been observed so far.

As for Furina, I find her to be a living, breathing dichotomy. Initially, she appears spoilt and immature. A young woman who feels insecure, so she overcompensates with glamour and entertainment. But, if we gleaned nothing else from her meeting with Arlecchino, it's clear that she does, in fact, take her status as the Hydro Archon very seriously. She cares about Fontaine and its people.

Moreover, Furina, I think, carries a lot of care for Neuvillette as well. She seems comfortable in his presence, so much so that she doesn't feel the need to perform for him. Or, at the very least, Furina doesn't feel the need to perform him much. She seems to feel much safer and settled during her initial meeting with Arlecchino than she is in the second. Implying, to some degree, that Furina trusts him to look out for her if a situation turns south.

With that said, I think something strange has occurred that's led to the formation of their current dynamic. Perhaps the "curse" Arlecchino mentioned. And whatever has occurred, curse or not, it has totally reshaped their relationship. However, I simply can't deduce what.

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