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🪼 Michael 🪼
Remember my theory on Michael/Celestial Realm being the antagonist(s)?
About Michael’s goal being to find a way to get the brothers back to the CR?
Here are the links to my previous theories:
Well I’ll be damned! Lesson 17 dropped a bombshell that puts some credence to these theories. Spoilers/screens below the cut!
Michael, you…you fucking jellyfish!
I highly suspect Michael is behind MC’s trip to the past. I’ve theorized before that even if he is not NB, he could have called upon Solomon to use his pact with Barbatos or Michael could have even done it himself since he does have some time travel capabilities.
The only reason I think maybe he made Solomon do something is because he did give him the Ring of Wisdom. He likely can utilize whatever agreement he has with Sol to make Sol do something like that. In religious texts, when Solomon pissed Abrahamic God off, Michael allowed Solomon to lose his ring and let Asmodeus yeet him to the ocean. Solomon likely wouldn’t deny a request from Michael after that happened given his dislike of the ocean.
There’s also a possibility that Michael is simply aware of the timeline getting skewed and is taking advantage or that he was planning this in the OG timeline so now he has a better opportunity.
So Yandere!Michael? “If I can’t have the brothers back, no one can have them!” Because that is yandere behavior right there. Though let’s be real, he probably just wants Lucifer back. We all know about his creepy Lucifer shrine.
Let me bring up some facts that lead me to believe Michael could be NB:
1. Nightbringer is preceded by the sound of trumpets. Trumpets are associated with angels, not demons.
2. Nightbringer accepted the human’s offer to pray to him in return for helping them. Demons do pacts. Humans are more likely to pray to angels. Humans have prayed to Michael for protection.
3. Michael goes by a few different names in some transcripts. Metatron is one which is similar to the Lucifer/Satan debate where the names are sometimes interchangeable or they’re two separate beings.
4. Michael has an elusive way of talking which NB also has.
5. Michael sent MC back to the future when Solomon’s cooking had sent them to pre Celestial War days.
6. Michael has motive. He wants to change the past to get the brothers back.
7. MC yells at NB to show themselves. MC doesn’t recognize their voice. MC has only spoken with Michael a few times so they prob wouldn’t recognize his voice. (NB could disguise their voice so take this one as you see fit.)
8. If this truly is the past, why is Michael suddenly doing things differently? What changed the timeline that could make him act this way…probably nothing unless he is fully aware of the timeline change or caused it himself.
There are other reasons too and I do have a table made up with characters and tallies for possible NB identities and Michael was one of the top contenders. If I can find a way to screen it and upload it via mobile I will post it soon.
I may also add to this post later because wow. That bombshell. I had a feeling but at the same time I’m still shook Solmare went with it.
#michael you fucking jellyfish#obey me swd#obey me shall we date#om! swd#obey me spoilers#obey me nightbringer#om! nightbringer#nightbringer spoilers#michael obey me#obey me theories#obey me theory#om! michael
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God, this man has the absolute worst case of nostalgia based rose tinted glasses
In nightbringer itself Asmo says the day before they Fell he was hiding from Raphael for messing with him/pissing him off
All of Lucifer's siblings (minus Levi, as far as we know) were frequently sneaking into the human world while they were actively at war with the Devildom and while it was forbidden to interact with humans
Mammon used the angels as his own giant chess set????
Mammon used to sneak into the human world to collect pigeon feathers and sell them to angels by saying they were Raphael's feathers, which is hilarious but is also A FUCKING SCAM THAT CURRENT MAMMON WOULD ABSOLUTELY PULL
The others actually thought Mammon would Fall long before he did because he was such a shit head
Asmo used to have his Asmo parties or Asmo nights or whatever up in the Celestial Realm despite Raphael saying parties are bad (I feel like the actual word he used was "immoral"? )
Asmo used to sneak into the human world to go partying with humans
It is heavily implied in s3 that asmo was fucking & sucking his way through the celestial realm (good for him btw get those sticks outta the angels' asses babe i believe in you <3 )
The twins and Lilith used to frequently sneak into the human world
Lilith started a whole ass relationship with a human and lied her ass off about it so that she could keep it secret
Lilith compared Michael to a jellyfish???? the first time she met him and that pissed him off
Lilith held a hell of a grudge
Belphie used to skip work so he could go nap
The brothers, as a team, used to catch frogs, cut holes in books, put the frogs into them and wait for Raphael to open them
The brothers, as a team, used to dig pits in the ground and cover them up so that other angels would fall into them (at least the frog thing was kinda funny this is just them being straight up dicks)
Raphael was constantly chasing them around with his spears and getting on Lucifer's ass about them because of how troublesome they were
S4 implies that the reason the brothers' pranks are more refined as demons, compared to when they were angels, is because they now have Satan
So yeah, they were always asses
But even if there is some truth in what Lucifer said about them being kind & sincere (and honestly, there is. We've seen more than enough evidence of it in the events, devilgrams, chats & s1-4) :
Levi says he was depressed in the Celestial Realm and felt like he didn't fit in.
Both Mammon & Beel didn't fit in until Lucifer found them.
Lilith definitely didn't feel like she fit in.
Lucifer, as a demon, says he'll never want to go back. Talking with Diavolo as an angel made him lose a little faith in the Celestial Realm. His greatest fear is possibly his father. Even before they Fell something in the Celestial Realm was pissing him off so much that he managed to spawn a whole other conscious life form - Satan says he gained his own consciousness even before Asmo was created meaning that anger had been festering for a long time.
As far as we know Asmo & Belphie were the only ones who were genuinely happy throughout their entire time in the Celestial Realm (and I think once Asmo gets used to his demon form he'll appreciate the freedom in the devildom over the strictness of the celestial realm)
Mammon, in Nightbringer, says that they know there's no real difference between being an angel or a demon and that they're all just labels.
Whatever sincerity and kindness they, may or may not have, had in the Celestial Realm wasn't because they were angels. Or because of the Celestial Realm.
It was in spite of all that.
It was just what they are like as people.
And of course that sincerity and kindness aren't gonna shine through right after a horribly traumatic event that killed their sister and permanently changed their bodies. And due to such an event & their Sins becoming more...more, they'll obviously be different and treat each other differently as demons.
But at the end of the day they are good, kind people, even as demons.
Like we've seen that.
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death of the divine ✸
as your flatter talk shivers down my spine
i hear the Holy One exposing all the lies
(Lord, forgive me, i know my flesh needs to die)
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baal / lucifer / michael from angels before man and angels & man by @nicosraf
close-ups + work progress under the cut
og sketches
cleaned up sketch (i can't perceive my own messy sketch's coherency ok)
1st version. didn't like how thick the lineart and the colour palette isn't clicking with me. is so i scrapped it. decided i want to do frame/illuminated manuscript thingy so i added frame and re-centered michael.
i kind of winged it for the final version, so i don't have progress of me picking colour palette or compositions. idk how i did it, i just did it, it was hard. i had a bad day so i blanked out the entire day to just lose myself in this illustration. and then uh. tada.
now some close-ups:
and some notes:
i know i want lucifer's skin to come across as "gold", so i keep picking his colour in the orange spectrum. bcs yanno--the sun (morningstar). naturally baal is more red leaning, which i think also suits his lion associated imagery well (because lion -> strength card (in tarot deck) -> red. idk, it's how my brain is)
originally michael doesn't wear an armour. i decided last minute to put him in one because fuck it; (1) armour cool and (2) i am a masochist ig
both baal and lucifer wear lipgloss. this is entirely dedicated to rafael's (the author. not the angel.) suffering. they share lipgloss by kissing, you fools.
michael has "jellyfish" hairstyle because. the front bob kinda reminds me how catholic friars/monks in certain schoolings cut their hair in that bob hair? yknow the one?? ya?? anyway it's for that imagery.
both baal and lucifer's legs are caging michael. bcs they're what ground him (vices/temptations) ahahahahaa
i actually asked rafael (author not the angel) and he said he imagined baal is a brunette, which is the same like i had in mind. except that baal asked that he got depicted as a wizened old man/wizard. so now he gets a beard and his hair is white. (he also insisted i gave him a stylish beard)
if u look closely at the jewelries the demons wore; one of lucifer's rings and baal's visible earring have gemstones the colour of michael's eyes
in return, michael's sash is the colour of the demons
baal has a ring with heliodor (yellow) for lucifer, and lucifer has a(nother) ring with red ruby for baal
baal's other gemstones are topaz and lucifer's are yellow jasper
both demons have pearl necklaces. they're supposed to represent michael('s wings ahahahahahaahaha)
my headcanon is that michael's wings are brown like sparrow's actually. BUT during the war, god gave him more power and authority and my understanding is that he got tempered into a perfect sword; so his wings turned white. when book 3 came out and they finally bang (I FUCKING HOPE THEY DO. RAFAEL. THIS IS FOR YOU RAFAEL.) his wings will turn brown againehehhehe
lucifer's coat has wing-like cut at the ends to represent his no longer existing wingsbye
michael is blue because one time i shared this imagery with rafael; michael wearing blue because of the same reason virgin mary is depicted in blue. god's favourites are in blue; fated to suffer and be left behind.
fin.
#angels before man#abm#moobaalcifer#INSHAALLAH they have a 3way amin#archangel michael#lucifer#lucifer morningstar#baal demon#baal#moocifer#baalcifer#moobaal#(?)#baalchael#sounds cool djjdg#religious imagery#religious imageries#what catholicism does to u ig#art#illustration#digital illustration#book illustration#artist on tumblr#artist#angel#demon#my art
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Title: So Hot He Burns
Haruchiyo 'Sanzu' Akashi x gn!reader
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Genre: fluff, humor
Summary: In which you come back to your 'burning hot' boyfriend and his .. friends
Warnings: cursing, mentions of a fight with garden tools lmao
Word count: ≈ 820
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There wasn't a better feeling than being able to finally go home after an exhausting shift at work. You already imagined what you would do once your hand touches the knob of your apartment door.
Would you take a shower first? Would you munch on a snack first? Would your boyfriend occupy you?
It's sad that none of these became a reality because what you saw when you came home was something you didn't expect at all. Not in the slightest.
The smell of intoxicatingly strong smoke filled your nostrils and your nose scrunched up in distaste. The urge to cough didn't wait all too long either. Just what was happening?
Worried for your boyfriend, you rushed in further, calling out to him. "Haru! Haru, are you here?"
No answer, how unexpected.
You heard a commotion coming from the bathroom and so you immediately sprinted to reach whoever was in there. Though, what you got to see surely left you utterly speechless.
You saw Ran and Rindou who were splashing your boyfriend's face with water like there was no tomorrow. Just what the hell did these idiots do while you were gone?
"You crazy maniacs, mind explaining to me what the actual hell you guys are doing? For what exact reason are you waterboarding Haru and — where the fuck did your hair go, Ran?"
"Ask your 'hot headed' boyfriend," Ran snickered, though he didn't seem to be too amused himself.
You made your way over to said culprit and brushed the wet locks, or more like, whatever was left of them, out of his pretty face. "Haru, what is going on?"
Your boyfriend slowly looked up at you from his position on the edge of the bathtub. The pout on his lips clearly evident. "Wanted to do a haircare routine," he almost whispered. He felt like crying right now, his precious long hair he worked so hard for, became specks of dust floating in the air, ashes of the past if you will.
"With....fire?"
"You remember how I told you about my split ends? I saw this tutorial how to easily get rid of them at home and decided to try it."
"Again.... with fire?"
Sanzu sighs, "They explained that you need to twist your hair strands and then burn off the hair with a lighter that sticks out of the twisted strand...."
"And you did just that, I assume?"
Yes he did, you heard the confirmation in form of a low hum. He looked so dejected, the sight made your heart ache but on the other hand you couldn't believe that he, out of these three idiots, would be the one who had the idea in the first place.
"And why is Ran missing hair? He looks like he had a fight with a lawnmower."
"You do know that I can hear you, right?" Ran coughs out.
You sigh in exchange, "Then explain yourself, moron."
And oh, did he explain it to you. In full freaking detail. From the way Haru showed Ran the video to asking him for help. And to top it off, the older idiot brother got the idea to do it too, instead of being reasonable.
Truly a dumbass, it's his own fault he looks like a long lost family member of Michael Meyers. Not Haru though, you'll stay nice because you love him. And also not Rindou, he looks precious with his jellyfish hair.
You took a big breath and then proceeded to take Sanzu's face into your hands to slightly squish his cheeks. A small attempt to make him cheer up a little, "My love, what do you think of me cutting your hair? I'll make sure to make your hair look presentable again."
You couldn't even be disappointed when he looked at you with such shiny eyes. "Yes please," he muttered out and bent forward to snuggle his head into your stomach.
And that, lovely people, is how Sanzu got his future hairstyle.
Bonus:
"I mean see it like this, you got half cremated. Might want to keep it in your mind for when you get old." Ran explained but Rindou stopped him before he could put more damage on himself.
"Keep your mouth shut or else I'm sure y/n will cremate you right here, they're scary!"
You always knew they respected you, out of fear or friendship, you didn't care. Nobody messes with your boyfriend.
"You should listen to your brother, Megamind," you snickered out.
"Hey! You cut my hair like this, you didn't have to expose my forehead like that you know!"
What Ran didn't expect was Haru's need to defend you. "You should be thankful she didn't shave you bald, egg looking headass."
Sanzu was happy again, he liked the way you cut his hair and if he was honest, he wasn't all too sad about the incident anymore. You made him look even hotter.
The End ~
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#tokyo revengers#tokrev x gn!reader#tokyo revengers x gn!reader#haruchiyo sanzu x gn!reader#sanzu x gn!reader#sanzu x gender neutral reader#haruchiyo akashi#haitani brothers#rindou haitani#ran haitani#kazutora-lover
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TELL ME MORE ABOUT THE MARINE ARCHIVES AU (I'm using the Eyes power to Compell you and it's working)
OKAY SO BASICALLY. I made this AU because of the dumbest pun imaginable, involving Helen and Melanie.
I’ll show the pun at the end of the post.
Under the cut is an assortment of fish character conversions and headcanons. :)
Melanie King: pufferfish.
Helen Distortion: I originally thought of her as an eel, but later on I changed her character to a catfish. Y’know. (as much as the Distortion can be one single species)
Michael Distortion: cuttlefish. They can change their colors/patterns to deceive prey!
Jonah Magnus: Malawi Eyebiter. This one might be self-explanatory, but I think it’s fun to picture little eyebiter Jonah living inside Eel-Elias’s head. speaking of which,
Elias Bouchard: Green Moray Eel. Did you know that green moray eels aren’t even actually green. How fucked up is that.
Jonathan Sims: Cuatros Ojos (Four Eyes). They technically only have two eyes, but their eyes are split so that they can see above and below the surface of the water!! I think they’re neat. They’re also known for refusing to die when they’re outside of the water and exposed to air.
Nikola Orsinov: clownfish. Pretty self-explanatory, I think.
NotThem: octopus. Slimy little bastards who mimic other animals.
Georgie Barker: jellyfish. It just feels right to me.
That’s as far as I’ve gotten with character conversions, but I also have some random headcanons:
During the fisheyepocalypse, holes in coral could be seen to have eyes peeking out of them.
Allegiances between entities are slightly different! For example:
The Dark and the Stranger kinda band together at the bottom of the ocean, and the Vast is extremely powerful.
The Buried has a lot more to do with water pressure, but many statements that would have been related to heavy rain or getting choked on water now have to do with suffocating on air underwater.
The Hunt now obviously has a lot more to do with underwater predators than wolves and things like that above water. They have more power in this fish world.
The Vast also has pretty easy prey, and avatars sometimes take the shape of very large creatures such as blue whales.
The Slaughter is probably not as powerful here, because I don’t know how many fish go to war with each other…
I’m not gonna lie, I didn’t look up spider fish because that sounds like nightmare fuel to me, but I know that they exist. They scuttle around on the floor, and that’s what the Web embodies itself as, instead of regular spiders.
I think that the Extinction might actually be more powerful here, and may have become a fully fledged Fear. Y’know, because of all the plastic, oil, and general trash that’s contaminating the ocean.
The Corruption probably has a similar influence, but maybe a little less potent because of the lack of hive-minded bugs (at least, I think there are no hive-bugs underwater. I don’t really want to look that up).
I think it’d be really funny if the Spiral just worked like normal, and it opened like, mini doors in coral for fish to swim through.
Although I guess in this AU, there needs to be some sort of institute and fish society. So yeah, the Distortion could function pretty similarly to canon TMA.
As for the Lonely, I think that would work pretty similarly (see above), but its famous fog might not work out underwater. Maybe it just makes the water go really still and cold, indicating the absence of other life-forms.
The Eye is one I’m not so sure about, but if we believe the previous (^^) statement, the Eye might function pretty similarly to canon.
Now I’m gonna include the joke that started this off in the first place, but bear in mind that this might be the dumbest thing I’ve ever thought of….
Fish!Helen: What do you call a fish with no eyes?
Fish!Melanie: ...
Fish!Helen: A fsh! :)
(I’ll tag you because I know that tumblr can be weird about answered asks. @samwise1548 )
#its okay the pun is pretty much the dumbest thing ever#but i like this au lol#damn i guess the eye really did compel me because this might be the longest post i’ve ever written#tma#the marine archives#tma au#ALSO im sorry for the ass formatting; tumblr just will not work with me
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Punk!Ashton Masterlist
Authority (ao3) - gloomywilbur
luke/ashton
E, 38k
Summary: "In all our lives, there is a fall from innocence. A time after which we are never the same."
Once Luke graduated high school he went straight to becoming a cop. But the punk kid who loved him never forgot about those blue eyes.
"What's wrong Lukey, you seem nervous?"
"I can lose my job for this Irwin."
"Didn't stop you from letting me off the hook for breaking and entering, and then letting me fuck you in your cop car."
Bake for me? (ao3) - 5sosquiff
luke/ashton, michael/calum
N/R, 8k (WIP)
Summary: Ashton's a chef
Luke's a Baker
Being Rich Isnt Always Fun (ao3) - Mrs_Flowers
luke/ashton, michael/calum
G, 5k (WIP)
Summary: Money can't always make everything better.
Breakage (ao3) - orphan_account
michael/calum, michael/luke
E, 20k (WIP)
Summary: "What happened to him?"
"He's crazy, Luke. Really, we all are. Some are just crazier than the rest."
OR- the one where Luke ends up in an asylum and Michael just happens to be the most damaged one there.
Eighteen (ao3) - nicockla
luke/ashton
E, 56k
Summary: ❝The one where Luke just turned 18 and has a point to prove to his parents so he moves in with 21-year-old Ashton ❞
end up here (ao3) - crankgameplays
luke/ashton, michael/calum
N/R, 1k
Summary: "Tell me how we met." Luke mumbles.
"Luke, honey, you know. You were there." Ashtons states but when Luke doesn't answer a few minutes later he sighs and starts the story.
"It was a Wednesday-" Luke cuts him off.
"Friday." He mumbles. Ashton huffs and continues the story.
"It was a Friday, 4:02 in the afternoon during summer break..."
Good Boys. (ao3) - snickerz
luke/ashton
N/R, 3k
Summary: Good boy Luke fancies Punk Ashton
Here's what he told me (ao3) - ShyyyVictoria
luke/ashton, michael/calum
G, 1k
Summary: All Luke's aloud to do is study. Ashton changes that.
I'll Keep You Safe Here With Me (ao3) - aalexandravictoriaa
luke/ashton
G, 3k
Summary: Luke and Ashton have a mutual crush on each other, but won't admit it.
Jellyfish (ao3) - TheLarryDiaries
michael/calum, luke/ashton
E, 22k (WIP)
Summary: "Hi, guys! Mikey and I have decided to create a combined channel specifically for us and even Luke and Ashton! The link's in the bio, and Michael and I will see you in a bit. Bye!"
~
And that's how Calum Hood introduced his and Michael's new channel, Jellyfish.
Justice (ao3) - rollinsandambrose
luke/ashton, michael/calum
T, 9k
Summary: Luke decides to defend Ashton, and his life changes forever.
Made For You (ao3) - Headgehog_Louis007
luke/ashton
T, 13k
Summary: Luke has always been the bad boy with the image to match. Ashton is trying to start his music career but nothing is working out. When Luke gets himself into trouble he finds himself out in the street, where he meets Ashton and they become friends or maybe more.
Opposites Attract (ao3) - lukey_irwie
luke/ashton, michael/calum, harry/louis
T, 77k (WIP)
Summary: Luke Hemmings and Ashton Irwin are complete opposites. Ashton's from a wealthy family, Luke has no family. Ashton spends his nights getting drunk, Luke spends his trying to not freeze to death. Ashton gets everything he wants, Luke doesn't even get food some days. Ashton's straight, Luke is gay. What happens when the two boys meet? Opposites do attract after all.
Or the one where Luke and Ashton seem like complete opposites on the outside but end up finding they have way more in common than they think, and Luke falls for Ashton, but Ashton doesn't return the feelings, or so Luke thinks.
Revenge (ao3) - HeartnArrow
luke/ashton, michael/calum
N/R, 20k (WIP)
Summary: “When you begin a journey of revenge, start by digging two graves: one for your enemy, and one for yourself.”
― Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes
or
Luke Hemmings, Ashton Irwin, Calum Hood, and Michael Clifford end up in detention one day. They’ve never spoken with each other before but in detention they learn they have something in common and come up with plan. Little did they know one of them would actually execute the plan and they would end up in a whole lot of trouble.
Seeking Him Down (ao3) - mukeclemmings
calum/ashton
E, 4k
Summary: Ashton had the reputation, but Calum had the secret.
Or, "the punk reject seduces the squeaky clean son of a preacher because of a dare."
so give it to me now, we're lost in the dream now (ao3) - lashtonweyhey
luke/ashton
G, 738
Summary: and wow, luke had never experienced anything more exciting and blood pumping in his life.
other than kissing ashton, of course.
or
a short drabble about luke riding ashton's motorbike (motorcycle) for the first time.
You know what they do to guys like us in prison (ao3) - Unholy
michael/calum, luke/ashton
T, 18k
Summary: He finally started running on his own accord, so Calum didn’t have to drag him anymore, and made his way down the street, Calum only about two steps in front of him. He heard the sound of breaking glass behind him and more footsteps - the cops were following them.
They rounded a corner and raced across the pavement, panting heavily. The sounds of running footsteps and yelling voices seemed to get closer and closer with each step that he tried to take away from them. Calum glanced at him over his shoulder and Michael could see the sheer panic in his best friend’s eyes - he was sure Calum saw it in his as well.
Or the one where Calum and Michael are partners in crime and it’s them against the world.
you make me feel like a million bucks (ao3) - michaels
luke/ashton
G, 3k
Summary: anything is more fun than picking up trash for community service, even making out with the person who got you there in the first place.
#5sosfanfictioncatalogue#5sos fanfic#5sos#5 seconds of summer#punk!ashton#punk!ashton masterlist#masterlists
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So, I'm talking with my friends, who are relatively big into Fortnite.
And they're explaining to me what today's update did to the game (me and the one's husband who is likewise not a Fortnite person).
And like, even though I'm not a Fortnite guy, I'm listening to this, and looking at what stuff has been posted to the internet.
And like...
Holy fucking shit.
It sounds like they're aiming to gut the whole core appeal of the game.
We're all just sitting here losing our goddamn minds at everything that apparently got pushed through in the new update.
I can't believe the speed at which Epic is looking to completely shoot themselves in the foot here.
It's like they sat atop their throne, and saw Blizzard/Microsoft, EA, CDPR, Unity, etc., etc. make massive blunders that utterly alienated large chunks of their otherwise passionate fanbases.
And decided that they could do that too! "We should emulate the unpopular moves those guys are making!"
Guns/weapons in the art/assets of your 3rd-person shooter-game where people expressly are being told to kill each other in-game?
Nope. Can't have that.
Not even in personal loading screen images that literally only the user will see.
No, there's no option for "I am 18+, I'm fine if I see this imagery. Here, I can prove this."
No guns in a shooter game. Not even empty holsters.
Borderlands Psycho-Man? Nah that skin's fine.
Michael "I'm from the slasher-movie codifier" Myers? Totally fine.
Funny jellyfish man that has a bandoleer? "FUCKING RESTRICT THAT SHIT IMMEDIATELY!"
Anyway, here's our new licensed character: "Omni-Man, from the famously all-ages property, Invincible!"
They're even locking skins that came out as part of bonus content that was sent out with today's release.
They couldn't even be bothered to fix their own "controversial" art assets before releasing it.
Because that'd be the more reasonable fix, if say, you're committed to this whole "violence bad" thing in your assets. Edit all the models and skins to remove those things, not restrict the content from the users who have sunk time and money into being able to use it.
But no.
They did not do that.
As my friend pointed out - The cornerstone of their legal defense against children playing this game has been "We are aware that there are many children playing our game. However, the game is rated T. You have to have an account to play - You must be of a certain age in order to make an account. Or have a parent give explicit consent to allow you to play despite being under that age. If the child lied about their age, the account must be terminated anyway, because it's invalid. If you gave consent for your child to play without really paying attention to the content, that's on you. At any rate, we have performed our responsibility with regards to child safety."
But... If they're expressly making this game more appealing to children, while still having the rating of T, then... Aren't they themselves actively encouraging children to play their game that is not rated for children? Which kinda invalidates them saying that children should not be playing this game?
And, and! Burying the main mode (well, two mode - Standard Game and Standard Game/No Build) in a sea of uncurated fan/player-made creative mode mods?
Like, it's like they're trying to frame those modes as just another possible experience, instead of like, the core reason people play the game.
Apparently the person in-charge (they got rid a previous creative/content director, if I'm understanding properly) has said something to the effect of "The MetaVerse-type experiences are why people play this game".
Not "They're a big part of the appeal, so we want to see how we can make that better/easier to access."
Just, essentially "This is the only thing we really care about now."
Like, I'm usually pretty skeptical of fanboy-type rage. But, like, nah, I'm all-in with them on this one.
It helps that my design-sensibilities-type-rage is almost never reigned it. This is pure stupidity on many, many levels.
It will be interesting to see how this plays out going forward. Will they realize just how badly they fucked up and revert things? Or will they double-down and lose their entire audience that actually pays for things themselves, and hope that little Timmy raiding mommy and daddy's credit card will be enough to sustain them going forward?
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"Hey Michael? You've been staring at me.”
"Oh shit. Sorry dude, you're just really fucking pretty."
"That's sappy and also gay as fuck,"
"I'm gay as fuck." Michael says, turning his head to look more intensely at Jeremy. "And I'll be as sappy as I fucking want. I love you. Shut up."
Jeremy groans and covers his face with his hands. Hoping Michael doesn't see the blush taking over.
High Michael is too much for his poor heart.
"Fuck you too." He says against his palms. "Love you too."
He whispers it. He half hopes Michael hears. Half hopes Michael knows.
But Michael is already focused on his weird documentary. His brief but intense moment of affection forgotten in favour of jellyfish.
Just his luck. He loses to fucking sea jello. They don't even have brains!
He's brought out of his internal jellyfish slander when he feels Michael's arms wrap around him. He turns and his face is so close to Jeremy's one small insane decision is all it takes for them to touch.
"You're so soft, Miah. How'd you get to be so soft? How'd you get to make me feel so warm?”
It's nothing more than intoxicated ramble for Michael. It's nothing more than drunk ramblings of his best friend high off his poison of choice. It's nothing more than a small addition to the massive ache he caries for Michael.
He forces a laugh. Don't lean away, you'll upset him. Don't lean in, you'll hurt yourself.
"I don't know, Micha. I think you've had enough," he says and reaches over to snuff out Michael's blunt.
It takes him two breathes to get over the need to kiss Michael's pout of his lips.
"You don't let me do this when I'm not high," he says, leaning against Jeremy's shoulder like he's agonizing over Jeremy's hesitance to let Michael touch him when he's sober.
"You don't want to do this when you're high," Jeremy answers with patience. His eyes are on the tv and honestly jellyfish are actually entertaining and interesting actually.
He's not at all struggling to focus on the jellyfish when Michael is breath against his shoulder is blowing down his neck.
"That's not true at all! I wanna hug you all the time! I want cuddles! I want homoerotic subtext! I want homoromanticism!”
He's going to die. Jeremy is going to die and it's because Michael is fucking adorable. He's done for.
"I don't think homoromanticism is a word, Micha."
He says I read because what do you say to that.
"Whatever, you don't want romantic relations with me anyway. You're so straight, Jer."
"I'm not straight, Michael. And I would like romantic relations with you. Very much so. Except you're high and unable to consent and you don't actually want this."
"Ask me tomorrow."
"What? No! You ask me! I don't want to breach this when you're sober! Do it yourself, I'm not sabotaging our friendship for shit."
"I just told you I want romantic relations, Jer."
"So ask me. When you're sober. Tomorrow."
"Will you say yes?"
"Are you fucking kidding me? If you ask me while sober I'll kiss you senseless!”
"Promise?"
"Promise."
Naturally Jeremy stayed the night and slept in. Michael woke up before him. They were still intertwined, Michael has obviously not let go throughout the night. He's still holding on to Jeremy.
Memories of last night hits him slowly. Like the rays of the rising sun. It's slow and warm and golden when it unfurls in his chest.
He runs out to make breakfast for them. Breakfast in bed was a good asking out gift right?
"Dude, it's so fucking early where are you going?”
"Uh... I'm just gonna pee, Jer. I gotta pee, my guy."
"Eugh, mmmhh, okay but I want cuddles. Give me cuddles. Wash your hands!”
Jeremy is already half back to sleep when he moved to stand up again. Fuck, he's too adorable.
He makes quick work of pancakes with slightly shaky hands. Never had pancakes been given a bigger responsibility. They have to be as good as Michael can make them.
They turn out okay. Anything bad can be covered with chocolate syrup and Hot Chocolate.
When he comes back to his room Jeremy is laying curled where he was grasping Michael's pillow close to him.
"Hey, Jer? Jer, buddy. I made you pancakes, dude." He lifted his tray a little as if Jeremy could see it. "Also I made you hot choccy cause you are a fucking baby."
"Fuck you," Jeremy says already sitting up. He looks soft and warm and content.
Michael wants to devour him. Wants to see if he's as warm as he looks under his tongue. Wants to know if he's as soft as he seems between his teeth. Michael wants to lap up his contentment and stroke it bigger and brighter.
"Mmhh, maybe later." He murmurs, unheard.
"Also I love you, thank you , I love you." He's mostly asleep still but the warmth of the Hot Chocolate has made him more pliant. More receptive.
Well, Michael hopes so, anyway.
"I love you too," he sits beside Jeremy and leans to kiss his cheek. Red flushes through his face. "So what do you think about romantic relations? With me?"
"I — I didnt think you'd remember that."
"You said you'd kiss me senseless. You promised and yet here I stand, unkissed and still with my senses about me,” he waves a hand at the space between them. There's barely any of it.
"Are you asking me out?”
"Yeah, duh. Jeremy, I made you breakfast in bed."
"I thought you were just being nice," he says and leans closer. Looking at Michael and asking with his eyes for permission.
Michael gives the tiniest nod. Fearing that if he moves too much this moment might flee from him.
Jeremy connects their lips. Hesitant at first. Asking, inquiring. When he gets his answer, he draws Michael in deeply. His hands on Michael's face, pulling him deeper and deeper.
Jeremy's lips are warm and soft and oh so desperate. Michael can feel his senses leaving him.
There's lips and tongues and teeth and desperate pulling and yanking and moaning.
When they pull away Jeremy is looking pleased to see Michael in a daze.
"How's that for senseless kissing?"
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My Review of Requiem of the Rose King
How did I get into this anime? Let’s just see what my thoughts were the second I saw the promo poster.
“This looks like something that should have been made 15 years ago and something Studio Gonzo should have put a pin in. Are there going to be a bunch of Texans doing English accents? This looks to be promising to the female yaoi demographic. How is there not an ALI PROJECT song prepared for this? Wait, can we still get an ALI PROJECT song for this anime? Why isn’t there an ALI PROJECT song for this anime?!”
This story is loosely based on Shakespeare's plays. England has been in a hot-bed of royal fights over which house is fitting of being crowned King of England, the house of York or the house of Lancaster. At the beginning of our story, it’s decided that Henry VI is the rightful king. But let’s see if a certain Richard has a say in the matter.
Richard is the third son to the Duke of York (and his name’s sake). Richard was loved by his father but despised by his mother. Take your pick, it could be because Richard is neither man nor woman, Richard was born under a bad omen, or the fact that Richard looks absolutely nothing like his parents or his brothers. Despite the harsh shitty upbringing, he’s still devoted to his father and wants to help his father pursue the crown.
However, Richard’s father fell to defeat at the hands of the house of Lancaster. But Richard is determined to keep the dream alive by having his elder brothers Edward and George hold the crown once it was won by any means necessary. He’s not afraid of getting his hands dirty or setting up anyone that gets in his way. But aside from that, there is a bit of a love story that revolves around Richard and Henry VI.
Neither of them knows of each other’s family name (at the beginning), but things get tumultuous when everything is out in the open.
BETWEEN THE SUB AND THE DUB: Before I go into who is in this anime, I must always praise this one voice actor. Mitsuki Saiga! If you need someone who can play literally every gender in the known world and even a few undiscovered ones and Megumi Ogata is in the can, Mitsuki Saiga can get the job done! Okay now that I got that out of my system, FUNimation nabbed this one at the last minute and saw it quite fitting to give this an English dub. Oh fuck! The Texas brigade dubbing something clearly British! It’s Black Butler all over again where J. Michael Tatum is the clear winner and everything else is on levels between ‘okay’ and ‘cringe’. I don’t know. I’m not brave enough to hear the English version. Here’s what you might recognize these folks from.
JAPANESE CAST:
*Richard is played by Mitsuki Saiga (known for Drew on Pokemon AG, Maria on FMA, Yelena on Attack on Titan, Henry on Black Clover, Kurako on Princess Jellyfish, Wolfram on Kyou Kara Maou, and Rossiu on Gurren Lagann)
*Henry is played by Hikaru Midorikawa (known for Zel on Slayers, Zora on Black Clover, Tamahome on Fushigi Yugi, Li on Code Geass, Yoshino on Clannad, Best Jeanist on My Hero Academia, and 16 on DBZ)
ENGLISH CAST:
*Richard is played by Ciaran Strange
*Henry is played by Landon Mcdonald (known for Enmu on Demon Slayer: Mugen Train, Shun on Rent-A-Girlfriend, and Shiba on Tokyo Revengers)
SHIPPING: Characters screwing each other in more ways than once. There’s a lot of betrayal, usurping, and manipulating people’s emotions just to get their way.
Yeah, that’s Shakespeare!
Anyone named Henry loved Richard. Anyone who looked like Henry VI loved Richard. Anyone whose sperm has come from a Henry and has a penis loved Richard. Is that gay enough for you now, fangirls? Okay, how about any women? Yes, there was Ann, Richard’s childhood friend. Ann loves Richard too, but she’s being lead astray because of her father and her betrothed.
Oh sure, Ann does return to Richard. But that’s only after she becomes a pregnant widow. But this is such a staged marriage. They haven’t slept with each other! Well Ann doesn’t know about Richard’s peculiar body, so we can’t blame him there. Richard still yearns for Henry even though he’s long gone. Even after that, Richard finds himself spending nights with Buckingham. Richard almost ended up in certain trouble after many nights of fucking. But the point is, there’s a lot to unpack here. At least Richard isn’t the only person with a messed-up love life in the family. His eldest brother Edward really is no better.
Let’s just say that when it comes to Edward, he has shitty taste in women. He was betrothed to another woman at the start of his kingdom when he met Elizabeth and got married to her. And don’t get me started on that bitch either. She married into the royal family with the mission of destroying it because they killed her first husband. She didn’t love Edward. She just wanted to have babies with him and have them take over and do her bidding when they’re older. Even when married with kids, Edward had a bit of a hedonistic lifestyle. I honestly think he fucked around too much and caught something.
Do I have a ship that I support? I know fans of the franchise have chosen what side they want to be on when it comes to Richard. Team Henry, Team Henry, Team Henry, or Team Catesby. I’m just going along for the ride and seeing what happens next. Go team!
HALFWAY MARK: The York’s getting the crown for England wasn’t going to go down without a fight. Warwick (a long-time ally) turned out to be a double-crosser early on. He betrayed King Edward and offered his daughter Ann to Edward of Lancaster. But to cover his bases, he offered his other daughter to King Edward’s brother George. It all comes crashing down as Warwick is taken out on the battlefield by Buckingham (posed as Richard). The Lancaster family is captured. Edward is murdered in front of his mother by Richard. Edward is fine by this as he does have a thing for Richard. Like I said, any sperm that came from Henry has a thing for Richard.
But the biggest hit for Richard came in the form of learning that Henry was indeed THAT Henry, the previous king and (to Richard) the reason why his father perished. Though we all know that it was Henry’s wife Margaret that killed Richard’s father. Henry winds up with a bout of amnesia and is unable to remember Richard or the time they spent together. Richard’s mother goes and makes things worse by poisoning Henry with words disparaging her son. You’ll find this happens a lot throughout the rest of the series. Hearing Henry repeat his mother’s words made Richard snap and kill Henry. Of course, Richard had orders by his older brother to kill Henry, but I think Richard was acting on impulse. After that, he hooks up with Ann (after he kills her husband, father-in-law, and father).
We then get into a time-leap. King Edward is a skirt-chaser. George is drunk. And Richard is married to Ann and taking care of her and the baby she had with her previous husband. But everyone seems to believe the lie that the kid is Richard’s. Even though Ann’s child looks like her previous husband and IS his. I will not say the names of the kids these people had because everyone’s name is the fucking same. Geez England, add some different names please. Not everybody has to be named Richard, Edward, Henry, and Elizabeth.
ENDING: Richard is now King of England. Now it wasn’t an easy path to get to the throne and he was behind several people in line. First, both of Richard’s brothers died almost at the same time. George was murdered and King Edward croaked from an unspecified illness. Next in line would be King Edward’s eldest son (who is still a child). Richard and Buckingham had to take care of King Edward’s crazy widow in the meantime. She had her eyes on the throne and a slow-moving coup in the works with her supporters. Richard was able to do away with Elizabeth and her children. A few episodes later, two of her children were poisoned and I’m sure Richard will get blamed for that. And then a certain thorn in Richard’s side continues to stir up trouble and that is his mother. She tries to get the public enraged by telling them Richard is a demon. But a stunt by Buckingham and Richard fooled the public and they are all in agreement that he must become king.
But Richard’s problems are only beginning. There’s still that slow-moving coup I was talking about in the works to oust him. Henry might still be alive. Richard’s body is still a cluster-fuck! No, seriously it is! He has breasts, a penis, and now I think he has a uterus. At least it feels like it when he got a check-up and we’re aware of how many nights he’s together with Buckingham. This however wasn’t the only time Buckingham fucked Richard as he kinda betrayed the crown and was beheaded as a result. Now Richard is going through some severe Henry-withdrawal. Oh yeah, Buckingham’s real name was Henry. Imagine that! Another character named Henry that has an unhealthy lust for Richard. Just because Buckingham is dead doesn’t mean the trouble is over. An uprising is coming from this weird guy that we see smiling and plotting, Lord Richmond. He thinks he deserves the crown and wants the death of Richard. In fact, he’s the guy that gave the poison candies to Edward’s sons.
Richard’s wife Ann was worried as her health was declining due to tuberculosis and wants her son to have nothing to do with the crown. So Ann dies and they fake her son’s death and have him go in hiding with a fake name. And then Richard’s crazy mother (who I’m surprised is still alive given the average life span of this family) comes out to call him a demon once more and rooting for Richmond to defeat her son. To top it off, I’m pretty sure he caught tuberculosis from his now deceased wife.
So now it’s a showdown between Richard III and Lord Richmond. Who will come out vict…I don’t even need to finish that question because everyone and their mother knows who wins. Richmond takes out Richard. But we end with Richard’s only loyal ally Catesby coming to rescue him. But we’re pretty sure Richard is done for. Whether it was the battle or the tuberculosis, he’s done for.
Shakespeare works are not for everyone. Even the more amusing ones like A Midsummer Night’s Dream are not for everyone. It’s an odd taste. And it’s not going to help when the mangaka comes out to say that the manga has so much more that the anime has neglected to show and a lot more sex scenes. In my case, it does entice me to read the manga. I’ve seen so many thoughts on the internet surrounding this one particular anime. Most of them hate it and others see it as an underrated classic. I just thought it was okay.
In fact, I would like to think of this anime as a picture book. Maybe it was just bad timing with me and most people who watched this anime at the exact same time as Demon Slayer’s recent season. Because going from that to Requiem can give you whiplash. But the way the animation was, it almost felt like a picture book. That’s the nicest way I can put it for an anime that doesn’t show much in terms of a battle when every other episode has Richard in a battle.
If you are a Shakespeare enthusiast, I would say give it a chance. This wasn’t my cup of tea, but I’m glad I was able to give it a chance. I’ll still stay on the record that Romeo x Juliet was the best anime adaptation of a Shakespeare play.
If you would like to watch Requiem of the Rose King, FUNimation and Crunchyroll have every episode (including the recap) available for streaming.
#requiem of the rose king#richard III#henry vi#anne neville#edward of york#henry stafford#baraou no souretsu#warwick#anime review
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for the "give me a letter..." ask meme: s!
!!!! thank you thank you! i am so happy you sent me a letter! *cracks knuckles* ok ok
+ shapeshift (jenna doe): currently listening over and over. i can't remember how i cam across this one recently, but. her voice? her writing? the way she gives me nostalgic feels? *grabby hands* it's been a while since i have found an artist on my own (not like maya and joe, that was brought to me by themselves and the fandom). i love that feeling of needing more from an artist and just sitting at the edge of your seat for the next single they graciously hand feed you. //and she's so sweet, bubblegum, cherry; and i'm salty, might make your gums bleed//
+ sophmore slump or comeback of the year (fall out boy): fob, fob, fob. this song. the way their track titles read like a millennial magazine cover and the way they have their unique way of talking to the listener in their songs. idk. fuck. i will always love these fuckers. //we're the kids you used to love, but then we grew old. we're the lifers, here 'til the bitter end, condemned from the start, ashamed of the way the songs and the words own the beating of our hearts// annnnd //there's a drug in the thermostat to warm the room up and there's another around to have us bend your trust; got a sunset in my veins and i need to take a pill to make this town feel okay// been slowly working on a tattoo for the second bit lyric for years because. its perfect. this song is perfect.
+ seventy times 7 (brand new): ever since the cutest cheerleader in my 4th period world history ap class made me a mix cd with this song on it i haven't released my chokehold on it. it is my go to song when i am pissed at anyone, especially when platonic relationships come to a crashing end. its mean, but fuck if they don't know how to capture this very specific feeling, when friendships die. //so is that what you call a getaway? tell me what you got away with cause i've seen more spine in jellyfish, i've seen more guts in eleven year old kids. have another drink and drive yourself home. i hope there's ice on all the roads and you can think of me when you forget your seat belt and again when your head goes through the windshield. is that what you call tact, you're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back. so let's end this call and end this conversation. and is that what you call a getaway? tell me what you got away with cause you left the frays from the ties you severed when you say "bEST FRIENDS" MEANS FRIENDS FOREVER// 🔥
+ she's in love with a boy (trisha yearwood): listen, the venn diagram of my parents' taste in music is two separate circles. they did not have any doubles in their vinyls and cassettes when they got together, okay? my dad was all bob dylan, jethro tull, and steve miller band while my mom was all fleetwood mac, barbra streisand, and james taylor. and my dad would make pick fun at my mom (lovingly) whenever she'd play a trisha yearwood cd saturday mornings. and personally, i found this song fascinating at the ripe age of 7 (it came out when i was 2, but it was mom's fave album ok) because my name was in it AND katie was in love with tommy? you mean the cute power ranger tommy? lmao. // katie looks at tommy like i still look at you//
+ sex & candy (marcy playground): i remember listening to this one back when i was like 15 and writing too much roswell fanfiction during 5th period english lit (not that i was sitting in class with my iPod playing) it was the song for maria/michael. //who's that casting devious stares in my direction? mama this surely is a dream//
send me a letter and i will write too much about my top 5 songs that start with that letter :)
#i didnt mean for this to be a lil novel? i just love music ok?#ask game#send me more please thanks#theres 25 other letters#about me
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as best friends do (trevor/michael, genderswap)
a cut nsfw scene from the fem unholy trinity fic i'm writing --
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Hot wet and close. Just how Trisha liked it.
Michelle was a pretty, soppy drunk. Her hair got in her eyes and her face got red and she’d fall into the nearest warm body like it was her gravity. She’d lean in close-close-close to whisper and her wet lips tickled Trisha’s ear, her jaw, her neck. And she still thought she was put-together too, that was the riot.
“You're a candle in the window on a cold, dark winter's niiiiiight,” Michelle sang as they left the Yellow Jacket Inn, letting Trisha keep her nice and close, besties for life, closer than sisters, all the ways you could say I love youuu.
(Trisha’s wasted too, happy and pissed and still riding a high, and part of it is just because of how nicely Michelle’s tits fill her blouse.)
“Who ya serenading, Shelly?” Trisha asked, throwing open the passenger door of her Bodhi for Michelle, who climbed in less-than-graceful. Trisha darted around to the driver’s side, and with the ease of years of Driving Under the Influence, peels out of the lot only hitting one cactus on the way out of the lot.
“Who says I’m serenading anyone?” Michelle replied, propping her feet daintily on the dash.
“The song in your heart?”
“The song in my heart …” Michelle laughed. “So, ah, poetic, T.”
“Say, having Patricia around has inspired me,” Trisha chortled. If she closed her eyes she could see lovely Patricia’s red hair and smiling face. A horn blared, and Trisha yanked her eyes open, flipping off the motherfucker who’d dared to get in her way. So what she was driving in the wrong lane? People needed to learn how to adapt!
“Patricia,” Michelle said slowly. “That’s so creepy …”
“What’s so creepy about it!”
“She’s so … old.”
“So are we Shelly, so are we.”
“Not so old …” Michelle’s hand came up, thumb brushing the wrinkles at the corner of Trisha’s eyes. “I still see young Trisha, when I look at you.”
Trisha’s heart went thump-thump-thump. Michelle may be a fat snake, but she could talk real pretty when she wanted to.
“Yeah, well, you look all old and fat to me.”
“Nice.” Michelle’s hand drew away, down, cradled Trisha’s knee, squeezed it. Now Trisha’s pussy went throb-throb-throb too. “You’re always so mean to me.”
“Who left who to grieve who for years on end?”
“Huh?” Michelle huffed a laugh. “Your grammar’s gettin’ all over the place, T.”
“My grammar is perfectly fine. You’re just snooty.”
“Haha … yeah.” Michelle squeezed her knee again. “Drive faster.”
Trisha did. Trisha drove so fast she took out part of her fence, and pushed Michelle up against her door so hard Michelle let out a pretty bitten-off gasp, and then tumbled them both into bed in a tangle of limbs. They made out like a couple of octopuses grabbing at everything, and then Trisha shoved Michelle’s prissy secretary pencil skirt up so she could press a kiss to her cunt through her lacy underwear. Michelle moaned, jiggly thighs clamping down on Trisha’s head before she forced them back open. Trisha tsked, grabbing Michelle’s thighs and squeezing tem tightly shut again. Feeling like your head was about to be popped off was one of best parts of eating pussy as far as she was concerned.
Michelle was a treat to eat out, that hadn’t changed in all these years. She moaned shamelessly, she dug her nails into Trisha’s scalp, she yanked on her hair and arched her back and begged for more. Trisha was up on Cloud 9 and feelin’ fine, scratching up those pale thighs and curling her tongue and nipping with teeth and drinking her down like the finest liquor.
Patricia could probably hear them, as noisy as Michelle was. That just turned Trisha on more.
“Trisha,” Michelle whined, grinding down into Trisha’s face, trembling all over, “Trish, Trish, T, God, please, fuck --!”
Trisha made her come, and then another two times, just for the nostalgia of it. By the time she was done her jaw felt like tenderized meat and Michelle was soaked in sweat and limp as a jellyfish, legs and arms splayed out as she panted away.
“Good?” Trisha asked smugly, kissing her way back up Michelle’s body to flutter kisses all over her pretty, dazed face.
“Damn, T,” Michelle replied hoarsely, running her fingers through Trisha’s hair as she gazed up at her, kind of dopey-looking in her post-orgasm state. “You’ve gotten really good at that.”
“‘Course. I’m a stud.” Trisha sat up, kicking out of her damp jeans. “Gonna return the favour?”
“I’m tired,” Michelle whined.
“Don’t be a selfish cunt,” Trisha replied, crawling back up Michelle’s body and then straddling her face, grinning down at her with intent. “And return the favour.”
Michelle rolled her eyes, but when Trisha sat on her face, she grabbed Trisha’s ass and went to town. Not bad for a woman with a husband at home (or, well, not at home right now, but you got the picture) and Trisha kept sneaking peeks down there to remind herself this was really Michelle Townley-Wilson-De Santa-Whatever tongue-deep in her cunt, that after all these years she was here again, right back where she belonged --
Trisha didn’t last long. She came with a series of hitched moans, rocking down against Michelle’s face, and rode her orgasm like a goddamn unicorn to paradise.
Afterwards, Michelle wriggled out of her sweaty clothes and lay there naked, and Trisha was too, and they were side-by-side. Trisha was afraid to close her eyes, like that would steal Michelle away, but part of her also wanted that, because Michelle being gone was easier than Michelle being there in a lot of ways.
Eventually, she slept. Michelle was in the kitchen, cleaning, when she woke up.
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ive been thinkin alot about this and: i wonder how a nihilego fusion w/ either wes or michael would go down? we've seen what happened to lusamine when she fused with one, but now am wondering if shit would be fucked if either of the orre game protags were forced to fuse with a nihilego
Somebody once asked me a similar question about Nihilego. The poison of Nihilego and Shadow Pokemon seemed similar in that they bring out a certain behavior. Given how Nihilego is part rock type and how Shadow Pokemon seemed to be created through a special purple mineral I'd say they're similar enough to make the connection. I'd imagine that any person infested with Nihilego would end up looking like Lusamine, as in, also looking like Nascour and Evice too. The adjustments in behavior is the common factor. The only thing different between the purple element and Nihilego's poison is that you get a free jellyfish hat when you're merged, I guess.
Picture Nascour with a jellyfish hat, now remove the hat and now he looks less evil. Picture any good guy character with a jellyfish hat and now they look evil.
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Call of the Ocean Chapter 41: Merlaw 101
CEO!Mechanic!Dean Winchester x Mermaid!Female!Reader
Word count: 5808
Chapter Summary: Everything is changing in Sindarta for the better. Plans are set for the future and Thasman gets closer to being king. Dean, Roan and the King awaken.
Series Summary: CEO of Winchester Auto Dean Winchester has had enough of the office life. With his father keeping him from what he wants to do, which is work on the plant floor, Dean decides to leave for a quiet life. In Matagorda, Texas, he finds something he never thought he would, a chance encounter with a mythical creature.
Call of the Ocean Masterlist
A/N: I am so, so sorry for the delay. This series is a collaboration with @flamencodiva . Text dividers made by the awesome @talesmaniac89
“The council has overstepped its grounds!” Thasman growled, his previously carefully contained anger exploding out of him in waves of incredulity at how the council was so cold to his mother. “Calling a meeting while the King is healing and the Princess is doing what she can for the kingdom!” he looked around the room at the familiar faces. “You are cowards! Just like the leech that tried to take over our kingdom!”
Their faces mostly showed offence, though a couple of the councilmen had the decency to show some shame. From his far side, he heard one of them shout: “You insolent, outrageous bastard!”
“Bite your tongue!” Thasman spat and glared at him. “On what grounds are you trying Liara?”
Tasman looked at Thames before looking back at the council.
“That is not her name!” another voice called. “She has lied to this kingdom. She is the Princess Thames, who abandoned her tournament!”
“And she has compensated Sindarta by taking over as the scroll keeper for the past twenty six years!” The merman argued back.
“Convenient,” another said. “That she were to appear after you were left at the castle gates. And here you are with a mark on your neck, proof of her treachery.”
“But didn’t she risk her life by going to our allies in search of aid in this dark time that had fallen over Sindarta?” He defended, “Did she not risk her life every day avoiding Michael’s claws while you, honorable members of the council, were hiding like cowards in some dark cave in waiting for someone to come and get you? She has done more than you ever did! Hiding did not give the Sindartan people their home back, her risking everything to tend to the King in his agony and get help did!”
“Shackle him,” one of the members said. “He is proof of her indiscretions towards the kingdom.”
“Gentlemermen please,” one of the councilmembers said. “Thasman is loyal to our kingdom and he is right. Thames, in the guise of Liara, has saved our kingdom. Besides, I have said for years that the tournaments are nothing but trouble.”
“The tournaments form part of the most ancient merlaw!”
“And yet only the Princess’s are put through as prizes,” a council merwoman argued. “I am here replacing my father and even I can see it is outdated.”
“King Nereus underwent his own tournament in his days!” another argued. “Princes all over the ocean do as well!”
“And he was not treated as a Prize! The merwomen went through their trials but he ultimately made the choice,” She reminded them. “The merwomen did not fight themselves, they had a series of tests.”
“And the suitors were barely allowed to even look at our Princess.”
“Really?” Thasman called out. “Because I remember Michael trying to corner the Princess every chance he had. And if I wasn’t there to protect her then who knows what he would have done to her?!”
“Be that as it may,” another member interrupted. “She must be punished for running from her duty. And be lucky Your Highness,” he looked at Thasman. “That we won’t give you the same fate. It is not your fault that she lied, and you have serviced our kingdom well.”
“So has she!”
The member at the center of the large semicircular table banged on top of it.
“The council will now place judgment on the Princess Thames. Her crime,” he said, staring at Thasman. “Abandoning her duty and having a child out of her marriage duty.”
“Let it be me who reminds you, members of the council: Whatever you decide must go through whoever is ruling our kingdom before being official. Once the King wakes up or the Princess is fit enough to take over in the meantime, your decision will most likely be overruled. You help rule this kingdom, but you are not the ones who have the final word.”
“The council will vote and reconvene when the King awakens,” the head member said as he banged on the table and concluded the meeting.
Thasman swam to his mother and pulled her into his arms. “The King is not going to stand for this,” he whispered to her. “He will not let their judgment stand.”
She nodded against his shoulder. “Thank you, Thasman.”
“Come on,” he whispered. “Let’s head back to the medical wing.”
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Inside the medical wing, the Princess was moving between the three beds that held those she held dear to her heart. While her father was conscious for his healing, Roan and Dean were still under the influence of the jellyfish sting.
The Princess never left Dean’s side for too long. She would run her fingers through his hair, then trace his face, and place gentle kisses on his skin, all while praying to any of the gods that were listening to spare him, to punish her for failing in protecting her kingdom, not the man she loved.
The sound of a merfolk swimming their way snapped her out of her spiraling thoughts, believing it was another medic coming to check in on Dean, but saw Thasman instead, heading directly to his love’s bed, who was still, unfortunately for Thasman, unconscious.
Aunt Thames had come in a mere two minutes before him, having settled beside Nereus’ bed. As soon as he had taken Roan’s limp hand in his, Thasman gave each mermaid a slight bow in greeting.
“How are they doing?” he asked a young medic who was nearby. His eye’s roamed over Roan’s tail and sighed in relief when he noticed they fixed the tear in his fin.
“The balm is already working wonders on most of their injuries, but even with that we suggest to not rush into anything.”
“I just want him to wake up,” Thasman whispered as he squished momentarily Roan’s hand in his and kissed his fiance’s knuckles. Y/N’s heart cracked a bit at the sight in sympathy. “Tell me,” he licked his lips. “Are the people really happy I’m here?”
“In this room alone, every medic is,” The medic assured. “He will wake up in a few hours, once the balm and jellyfish stings’ effects run out. We’ll give him something to eat and put him under again until we know for sure the worst of his injuries have healed.”
“Thank you,” Thasman said as the young medic swam away.
Thasman kissed Roan’s lips before placing his forehead against his. The Captain of the Guard, now prince, ran his thumb across the sleeping merman’s cheek. He got back up and ran a hand across his face before looking at his mother and cousin.
“I need to go to the training ground,” he muttered in apology before leaving the medical wing.
YN only sighed. Surely, Thasman’s heart was just as (if not more) wounded as hers. She gave her aunt a sad smile, attempting to be reassuring. “He just needs time. As soon as Roan wakes up, he’ll be better.”
“I hope you’re right, sweetshell.”
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Dean let out a groan as he tried to move. But everything began to sting and he hissed slightly. His eyes fluttered open and he tried to focus on where he was, but the world was too bright and it was just easier to keep them closed. His body felt stiff and heavy. The phantom pain of the things Michael did still resounded and he never thought he would ever be so happy to feel his tail twitching.
He was alive. Fuck, he was alive.
“I’m so sorry,” Y/N whispered. Her eyes focused on his hand in hers. “This is all my fault.”
He was sure that if they were back on land he would feel her tears. He wanted to shout that it wasn’t her fault. That Michael was a monster and he would have put himself in danger to keep her safe.
“Please wake up and tell me you’re okay,” she pleaded. “I don’t care if you hate me. I already hate myself. But please be okay.”
Dean’s throat felt closed up. Speaking seemed like something impossible to accomplish. Hell, moving was.
He managed to give Y/N a light squeeze on her hand, making his girlfriend gasp and squeeze his hand tighter.
It’s not your fault! he kept yelling in his head. I promise.
It took a while for his body to function properly. At first, when Y/N noticed he was waking up, she kept apologizing, begging him to forgive her for not being able to protect him from Michael… turns out, whatever they gave him also made his brain foggy, because he ended up slurring things between “s’ok” and “I love you” like those were the only words he’d ever been taught to say. Next thing he knew he could move his head and open his eyes and smile goofily through the brain fog to Y/N, eventually playing in front of her with his sleepy extremities and giggling like a small child at being able to lift his arms and move his fingers. His tail was taking longer than expected, but at least he’d regained enough control to somewhat move it without getting hurt.
Y/N found him to be so adorable she was giggling right along with him.
When the fog had cleared and he felt somewhat normal again, a medic interrupted their conversation before it could even begin, saying how Dean needed to eat so they could put him back to sleep.
He didn’t want to sleep. Sleeping meant not being able to tell Y/N this wasn’t her fault.
Y/N compromised, telling the doctor she would feed him and then help them put him back under… hmmm… under… he was still underwater with who knows how much time left to reach the surface and breathe oxygen. He watched as a female medic brought Y/N a tray full of colorful foods. He could only guess it was fish and what Roan had described as live coral while they were in the dungeon.
“It’s not as good as Ellen’s food,” Y/N said apologetically. “But, it’s going to help you regain your strength and counteract the effects of the dead coral you were fed.”
Dean simply gave her a lazy smile.
“Sounds yummy,” He slurred.
His hand was squeezed once more before Y/N helped him to sit up gently.
“You’ll be happy to know that there is salmon in here. Just like Sashimi you showed me back home,” she whispered. She was scared of making him angry. It was bad enough he was here because of her. “Let me know if there is anything you don’t want to eat.”
“And miss out on eating coral that won’t drug me?” He shook his head lightly. “No way.”
Y/N gave him a thin lipped smile, “here you go,” she pulled a piece of fresh coral and placed it on his lips.
“Whaf’s wrong?” He asked, his mouth full of coral.
“I’m scared about how long you have before the pendant’s magic turns you back,” she whispered. “We need to make sure you get back home in time.” She reached for a piece of salmon and offered it to him.
Dean gave her a comforting look as he chewed away sloppily the salmon. “I’ll be alright. We can just swim upwards to the surface if the necklace magic goes away.”
“If I wasn’t so selfish this wouldn’t have happened to you,” she whispered.
“Wrong,” he countered.
“Dean,” she sighed. “If I hadn’t been obsessed with wanting to not be a princess and gone to see you all those months ago, this never would have happened.” She grabbed another piece of fish, this time tuna, and held it out to him. “Eat, you need your strength.”
“You wanted to live your life. There’s nothing wrong with that.”
Y/N bit her lip as she let Dean’s words sink in. She couldn’t help but shake her head at them though, “Dean--”
“Not budging on this, Y/N,” he said, reaching up to try and caress her cheek but failing. “I would do it all again if it meant you stayed in my life. None of this was your fault,” he let his fingers reach for hers. “Don’t think for a second that what that monster did was your fault.”
“I can’t help it. If I had just let you go you wouldn’t be in this mess.”
“Y/N/N,” he chuckled. “Dal em woolbul my hhu-hng.” (you are in my heart). He looked at her and smiled brighter. “Dal em my hhu-hng.” (You are my heart.)
“I’m not sure if I should be.” She confessed. “While you were gone, I just kept going back to the thought that maybe I shouldn’t have gone to the garage that day, and just not… say anything.”
“Don’t you dare say that,” Dean said as he winced getting up. “You have made me happier than anyone I have ever known. And forget what that monster did. Because I would rather it had been me than you. If I could distract him from your dad and have him hurt me more it’s worth it. Even with Roan, I tried to have him focus on me as much as I could.”
“You shouldn’t have to.”
“Sweetheart,” Dean breathed. “I’m sure if our positions were switched you would do the same. So please, for me, know that I love you and I am not letting go.”
Y/N bit her lip and nodded as she looked at him, “Alright.” Reaching for another piece of fish she looked at him. “Let's get you fed,” she said softly. “They need to put you under to heal you some more.”
A groan from a few feet away startled them out of their conversation. A couple of medics flew by Y/N and she saw as they started to talk to an agitated, but barely moving Roan.
“Thasman? Where is he?” He slurred. He winced in pain trying to get up. “I need my stingray. Where is he?”
“Don’t move too much, please.” A medic pleaded.
“I’ll be right back, Dea,” she swam the few feet towards Roan’s bed, right by his side in no time. “Roan, Thasman is ok. He’ll be here soon.”
“I want to see him,” Roan tried to sit up, growling in pain as he tried to look around. “Thasman!” he cried.
“Dathan,” Y/N called.
“Yes, Highness?” He asked as he bowed.
“Go get Thasman, and tell him to hurry!” She ordered as she tried to calm Roan. “Please, Roan, he’ll be here soon. I promise, he’s fine.”
A tray identical to Dean’s was brought to them by another one of the medics. Y/N didn’t miss how one of them had a jellyfish ready in his hands to put Roan back down.
“Where is he?” He slurred.
“Dathan is going to fetch him, he’s in the training ground,” Thames said as she swam up to him, holding her hand up to stop the medic. “Roan, please calm.”
The merman seemed to give up. His head flopped back in the bed, scrunching his eyes closed. “Michael?”
“Captured,” Thames said, “Held in chains in the dungeons as we speak,” she ran her fingers through Roan’s short hair. “Thasman called you his fiance in front of the whole kingdom when he saved you.”
Roan’s eyes seemed to pop in surprise as he gasped. “He did?”
Before Thames could say anything more, the doors to the medical wing opened to reveal Thasman. His high bun was messy from training and his eyes searched for the person that had called for him. He found his mother and could feel his heart swell with happiness at the sight of Roan awake.
“Feenhoom,” Thasman let out as he swam quickly towards Roan.
The medics, Princess Thames, and Y/N backed away as Thasman wrapped his arms around Roan. The Merman's shoulders shook as he cried onto Roan’s neck.
“I was so scared I was going to lose you,” he whispered as he pushed up and held Roans face in his hands. “I couldn’t sleep without you. I kept having visions of what that eel was doing to you,” he paused and placed his lips on Roan’s. “I thank Poseidon you’re alive.”
“I’m alright,” his fiance breathed back, trying and failing to get his arms to move so he could hug his Stingray back. “You succeeded. I’m alright now.”
“I don’t know what I would have done if I didn’t get here in time,” he croaked. “I love you Roan. You are mine and I would never be able to live with myself if that eel took your life.” Thasman took the blade in his hand and presented it to Roan. “We are getting married, and you will be my king,” he whispered.
“I am?”
Y/N watched as Thasman straightened his shoulders and looked at everyone in attendance in the room, “I am Thasman Kai,” He began. “Captain of the Royal Guard, Protector of the Princess, Winner of the Tournament,” he paused to take a deep breath. “I am the son of Thames, Princess of Sindarta, sister to King Nereus. And Roan is my betrothed.”
All around the medical wing, the princess could see merpeople smiling at her cousin and his love. Her father was still unconscious and probably would be for a little while. Y/N observed as Roan, on the other hand, looked down at the dagger and smiled.
"I should have done more to protect you, Roan," Thasman said, before licking his lips. "And I will do everything in my power to make up for not getting to you sooner."
“Noy your fault, Thas.”
“Thasman that is enough,” Thames said gently as she placed her hand on her sons’ shoulder. “Why don’t you help Roan eat so that the medics can put him back to sleep to heal. You and I will head to the archive room, there are things we must look up,” she turned to face Y/N. “You too, sweetshell.”
“What kind of things?” Thasman asked as he proceeded to feed Roan.
“Just some things on merlaw, nothing serious.” Thames said with a small shrug.
After Roan and Dean finished their meals, the medics were ready to put them back to sleep. Thasman kissed and caressed Roan, promising to be back later. Y/N did the same with Dean, hoping that when they got back to Matagorda everything would be okay. Once Dean and Roan were put back to sleep, Thasman, Y/N and Thames made their way to the archives.
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“We’ve been at this for hours,” Y/N said as she put down another scroll.
“Mother, I read the scrolls on merlaw for a long time for Y/N’s tournament. I would have found something about abdication.”
Thames sighed as she swam up to a high shelf and grabbed a few more scrolls. “There has to be--” she paused and smiled. “I found it!” she grabbed the scroll and swam down towards Y/N and Thasman. “Here, the golden scroll of the five royal children during the time of King Peredious.”
“What about them?”
“This has to do with how Nereus gained the throne when I left,” she explained. “You see, Peredious’s eldest child was a princess.” she opened the scroll in front of them. “She didn’t want to rule. So she proposed abdication to one of her brothers.”
“Didn’t you simply disappear?”
“And in my disappearance,” Thames said. “I never officially abdicated. If Nereus overrules the council’s decision, then technically, I am Queen.” She pointed out. “Even without my tournament, I had an heir,” She turned her gaze to Thasman.
“So then--” Y/N looked at the scroll and smiled at her aunt. “It makes Thasman the true king?”
“And because he won the tournament,” she smiled. “He solidified his place as heir. Since I have kept his father a secret,” she continued. “Many will just assume that he was a merman who died if I tell them so.”
“So this… this could actually work. But do you think my father will support this idea?”
“We will have to wait until he wakes and is healed to ask,” Thames sighed. “And unfortunately we do not have a lot of time.”
“What do you mean, mother?” Thasman asked.
“Dean,” Thames reminded them. “We have no idea how long the pendant’s magic will allow him to be a merman.”
“We’re leaving for Matagorda as soon as he wakes up again,” Y/N promised. “I’m not risking him changing back while we’re here.”
“I think I can try and use magic to speed up the process,” Thames muttered as she swam towards the back of the archives. “Before we moved to science and logic,” she began to explain. “Our kingdom was very versed in magic. We still are but I think we have lost some of the knowledge along the way in favor of advancement, but I think we can bring it back.”
“That’s how you found out about Y/N’s cuff?”
Thames nodded, “And this one,” she lifted another one. “I had to swim into another cavern in an ancient ruin to find it.” She swam up to them with a scroll labeled healing. “I think I can find a way to teach the medics to tap into the ancient magic to quicken the healing process.” she turned to Thasman and caressed his cheek. “I will do everything I can to make everything right, my guppy.”
“I know you will, mom,” he said as he kissed her forehead.
“Come,” Thames said to her son and niece. “We must get to the medical wing and show them.”
“Will they be able to do it?” Y/N asked worriedly.
“Not to worry,” Thames assured her. “All you must do is follow my instructions and everything will be alright.”
And as they found themselves once again in the medical room, they came to the view of the King himself, trying to sit up in his bed and asking for the medics to give him something for an ache on his fin. When he turned in their direction, expecting some medic but finding his daughter, sister and nephew instead, he gave a smile as big as it could get, motioning and calling for them to come over. Y/N found herself next to his bed in no time, her relief practically palpable as she all but vibrated with the effort it took to restrain herself from hugging her father.
“My sea star,” he breathed in awe, “you’re okay. You’re home. I would hug you–”
“Do not risk it, father. You are still healing.”
“I know. Could you hold my hand instead, please?”
The Princess watched as he turned his hand with some difficulty, smiling as she took it in her own. “Of course.”
Nereus looked behind her, now smiling tiredly to the rest of their family.
“And my sister and nephew are alright as well.”
“Michael is to face trial and execution in the kingdom of Zenara,” Thasman informed.
“Excellent news.”
“Thasman prevented the council from banishing me,” Thames added.
“Even better news,” The King nodded, proud. “I missed you, sea star. So so much.”
“I did too, father.” Y/N choked out.
“Nereus,” Thames said gently. “Lay back and let me heal you.”
“Thames--” Nereus began but closed his mouth when his sister gave him a glare.
“Yeah,” Thasman sighed. “She does that to me too, uncle.”
“I must say, hearing you call me that is strange. But good.” Nereus said as he smiled at his nephew.
Y/N swam back and away from the bed as she watched her aunt assess her father's body. Y/N’s eyes took in the missing scales and the tear in his fin. She could only imagine the pain her father went through as Michael tortured him.
“Nereus,” Thames said, “I need you to lay all the way down before I proceed.”
“You are not a medic, dear sister.” He huffed, doing as he was told anyways.
“And you forgot that I have access to all the knowledge available on our people,” she chidded. “Now let me concentrate.”
“Still not a medic.”
Thames rolled her eyes as she held her hands out over Nereus’s tail. Y/N and Thasman watched as Thamse’s hands began to glow slightly as she moved them along his tail. It was nothing short of a small miracle as some of the scars began to fade. Thames’ hands made their way down towards his fin. The tear that Michael had caused began to close. And Thames looked over to the medics.
“I can teach you how to tap into this magic,” She said. “This is something lost to us, but we can have it again.”
The King looked to his tail in astonishment. “Thames… when did you learn this?”
“I spent years in the archives. Did you not think I wouldn’t find secrets that would benefit the kingdom?” Thames turned to her brother. “We all must talk. Y/N has something to tell you and I have found a solution to help her get what she wants.”
Nereus lifted himself up, looking at the medics who were now surrounding his bed. “Can one of you check if I’m in good enough condition to leave?”
Two merpeople (including the head of the medical quarters) swam to check the King immediately. The head medic turned back to the rest of their team, ordering them to go back to their assigned patients. A few moments later, the head medic and their partner were as surprised as the King, informing the royal family that his injuries were mostly healed, but wanted him to not strain too much while swimming.
“Mind helping me, sea star?”
Instead of answering, Y/N helped him get out of his bed, taking one of his arms across her shoulders before starting to swim towards the quarter’s doors.
“Father,” she said gently. “There is something you should know about Dean,” she glanced back at him as he continued to sleep under the jellyfish sting influence.
“I already know, sea star,” he whispered to her. “Let us head to the archives and talk. I want to know everything.”
Y/N looked at her father, eyes full of fear, “You know?”
“No merman speaks the way he does. He is not… quite normal.”
“Father I am so sorry for betraying your trust,” she whispered. “But I am not fit to be queen. And I --” she licked her lips nervously. “I love him.”
“I suppose so.” The King hummed. “Now, we will discuss that, but all in due time. At least wait until we’ve arrived at the archives.”
Y/N simply nodded as she helped guide him to the archives. Once there, Y/N helped her father sit on one of the chairs. She wasn’t sure if he was angry with her. She knew that after her mother's death things had changed.
“Your mother,” he sighed. “Loved the surface. I would go with her and we would explore. Of course this was before your aunt ran away,” he explained. “I knew Thames would visit the surface to see what it was about and saw when she met the human. She doesn’t know I knew.”
Beside him, said mermaid gasped in surprise and offence. “Why didn’t you tell me anything?”
“You were so secretive about what you were doing there. And so protective of that human, that I just didn’t. You never told me anything either.” He scolded softly.
“I thought you would try to turn me against him,” she accused. “It would have been nice to know that you knew then maybe I would have had a chance with Robert!” Thames hissed. “Nereus, you went to the surface with Nereida to look for me, didn’t you? That’s how she got into the accident.”
“I did look for you. I did go to your human’s home, but I went alone. I wasn’t going to risk Nereida if he’d been responsible for your disappearance. He answered the door with a bottle and red eyes. He was innocent. And if you were not with him, I assumed you weren’t in that human city at all. I thought you had gone someplace else.”
“I stayed on my own until I gave birth to Thasman in the cave,” she admitted. “But then how did Nereida get hurt by the humans if she didn’t go with you?”
Nereus gave a frustrated sigh. “I’m a jellyfish. We didn’t know there was a cave. We went to human land during the night and arrived by the beach.”
“I remember you leaving and saying it was to visit a distant pod,” Thames said. “You went back to look for me? Why? Nereus, you should have forgotten about me!”
“Maybe. But I did not want to. I should have just begged Nereida to stay with Y/N back at the time.” He smiled sadly. “Too late now. And it wasn’t until Nereida’s predicament happened, that I stopped looking.”
“Father,” Y/N said as she looked at him. “You said she died because humans hurt her. But you never said how.”
“We were not as careful as I thought we were. A human saw us crawl out of the waves. He followed us around and decided that he would be rich if he had at least one of us captured. We tried to run all the way from the town to the ocean and he had an advantage. A human weapon. There was a bang, Nereida screamed. The human was already celebrating having damaged one of us. Sereia and I barely made it out alive as well… Your mother couldn’t make it to the castle gates.”
“Oh, Nereus,” Thames said as she placed her hand to her mouth. “I--,” she swam back and found herself against the wall. “Its my fault. Everything is all my fault.” She looked to her brother, shaking with guilt.
“Nonsense!” The King bellowed. “I will not listen to you blame yourself for that. It was not your fault.”
Thames shook her head as she placed her hand on her heart as she looked at her brother. “How could you sit there and say it is not my fault? How-- how can you stand to look at me.”
“Mother,” Thasman said gently. “What the human did to the queen is not your fault,” he pulled her in and ran his fingers through her hair. “The king doesn’t blame you. Your brother doesn’t blame you for what happened.”
“The leech who enjoyed hunting us down is the one to blame for my Queen’s death. Not your affair with that human of yours.”
“Father,” Y/N took in a shaky breath. “Does this mean I can never see Dean again?” She looked down at her hands and let out a sniffle. “I know mother being hurt by the human was hard. I love him father, I really do. But--” she shook her head. “I don’t want to lose you either.”
“Bah,” he waved a hand dismissively. “I am sure we can reach some sort of agreement. You, him and I.”
“But, father,” Y/N said as she looked at her father. “He’s--”
“No different than we are,” Nereus sighed. “Look at what Michael has done? How is that any different than what the human did to your mother?” He placed his hand on Y/N’s cheek. “My sea star, that human in the medical wing loves you. I have not seen someone stand up to Michael the way he did. He drew Michael to him and denied knowing you.”
“They are disgustingly sweet to one another,” Thasman teased. “You should see how he fawns over her, uncle.”
“Is he really good to you?” the King queried his daughter. “Love sometimes can be… not healthy. He doesn’t have any ulterior motives, does he? One thing is what I see, but it’s another thing what you see, sea star.”
“He is perfect, father,” she said softly. “You see, he has shown me so many things. And, he is willing to learn our ways.” She smiled brightly, “he loves me father I can feel it in my soul.”
Nereus nodded softly, smiling at his daughter. “Alright… now, can somebody tell me what my daughter and nephew did in two months on the surface? Apart from getting themselves a human and cutting their hair.”
“Well Thasman proposed to Roan!” Y/N said with a smile. “And he learned to drive a car and fix them. He even has one.”
“Y/N and Roan work in a place called a diner!” Thasman returned and looked at his uncle. “You need to also try the food they have up there. Ellen makes this thing called lasagna and it is delicious!”
“From the beginning, please,” the King chuckled.
“No, wait. Nereus, there is something we must talk about. My unofficial abdication and your daughter’s wish to not rule over Sindarta.”
“After I have heard what my daughter and nephew have found out what they know of the surface,” The king said with a smile.
The king laughed at everything Thasman and Y/N had begun to tell the story starting from before the tournaments. Time had gone by with Thasman and Y/N filling them in on their trip to Zanara and Thasman telling his uncle his new found powers of communicating with the sea creatures. From Ellen, to Bobby, to how Dean and Y/N basically fell in sync and in love like they had spent years at it already, all the way to the food and even more. Eventually, they made it to the elephant in the room: Y/N’s abdication and how Thames had never completed hers.
“So I can overrule the council and you never abdicate, making you ruling royal.” Nereus said as he looked at his sister. “And it would make Thasman next in line for the throne,” he nodded. “I will do it. I would never let the council banish or kill you.”
All three merpeople breathed in relief at the King’s words. Thames swam to him, squeezing him in a hug. “Thank you.”
“But when it comes to the human,” he looked at his daughter. “I want to speak to him. I want to see for myself what he is made of and what his intentions are.”
“Yes, Father.”
“Good. Now, if there is nothing else to say. I think it’s time that we finish some business with the council.”
Sooooooo?? What did y’all think?? :D
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Willow is one of the worst soap characters I've seen introduced in recent years.
She, and Michael, are so fucking gross. I just watched her accept Chase's marriage proposal like
What is the endgame here? Smfh. You wanna be with that sugarless kool-aid, spineless jellyfish, no salt in his grits ass bitch Michael? Go right ahead like damn. Chase finding out about y'all wanting to be together isn't gonna kill him any faster HE'S ALREADY DYING WHAT THE FUCK
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An Annotated Mass Effect Playthrough, Part Nine
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Wheren we run out of sidequests, so we head back to the Citadel already.
With the quest log pretty empty, I didn’t feel like flying around the galaxy hoping to bump into something Hackett wanted me to do already, so let’s go finish up some of those loose sidequests and pick up some more!
I didn’t grab a screenshot of this, but one of the mods (faster elevators maybe? Or MERe? IDK!) COMPLETELY removes the scanning component from getting on and off the ship.
I don’t remember the exact origins of this, but one tick Annakie Shepard has is... she really really fucking hates being scanned. And it probably was because of how long the scanning bit of getting on and off the ship here took, but I used to always try to outrun it if possible, or at least put up the effort. I’m so glad it’s not here at all.
The only acceptable scan is Chakwas scanning her for medical reasons, and even that is just barely ok.
Anyway, here we are, freshly not-scanned, heading right down to C-Sec to... oh no what’s this?
Ah. Yes. Mikhailovich. Here for inspection.
One of the reasons I cheat in Paragon points is that it’s nearly impossible to ever make Mikhailovich happy unless you don’t come back to the Citadel for a very long time. So maybe I could have gone to Noveria and done the Paragon Point Cheat, but one cheat or another, doesn’t really matter.
The Mikhailovich encounter is another one of those things that didn’t have to be in the game, but is great worldbuilding. Not everyone agrees with the Normandy being built, or the turian design, etc. Mikhailovich is right that some of the things we built here could have been tested in a lab, you know. It was a huge chunk of money, but it’ll be wrong later in thinking it’s a waste. He also again shows that people aren’t sure that working super close with the turians is a good idea, which, again, he’ll be wrong about, but it’s a good thing to see differing opinions on a lot of things.
Anyway, I like this bit not only for that reason but to see Kaidan’s salute.
Finally, after lingering at the dock for who-knows-how-long while the Admiral inspected our ship, we get down to C-Sec, ready to...
Oh what’s THIS now?
Time for another interview, this one a little more voluntary.
Khalisah Bint Sinan al-Jilani, Westerlund News.
She’s a character I have very mixed feelings about.
On one hand, well, I used to love to punch her out. And now I never do.
She’s clearly digging for an angle here in her interviews. She’s reporting for humanity, not the council races or galaxy as a whole. But answering her diplomatically here, she’s another character who questions you and what you’re doing, but doesn’t actually step over any lines. It’s more when you get testy with her here, she gets touchy back.
It would be a shitshow with the fanboys I think if you took out the option to hit here. But wow that moment... didn’t sit right, especially when it was an MShep doing it but it’s not a great look for Femshep either. Nobody should hit ANYBODY unless it’s actually necessary. Getting your feels hurt by a few tough, even unfair questions... does not call for punching.
Especially today when we’re already getting scary close to losing freedom of the press. Being diplomatic with her really nets the best responses in 2 and 3, as well.
And maybe if we hadn’t just gotten raked over the coals by Mikhailovich it’d be less grating to then get questioned by a reporter. But I find it interesting how the game keeps pushing and questioning Shepard, and maybe even trying to find holes where maybe Shepard or the Alliance isn’t completely right, or could be questioned.
Damnit, Chorban and Jahleed. Just kiss, already, neither of you are trying to kill the other!!
I do love that Chorban figures everything out based on your scans... just like... a couple of years too late. Anyway, I already finished all the scans, no way I’m not finishing this quest with Chorban for that sweet XP.
And YOU, using a girl with no undercover experience and putting her in Chora’s de-- what’s that? Conrad dies if I end this quest early? SIGH.
Also... Gideon Emery. So you’re fine. All is forgiven. I’ll do your dirty work.
Helena Blake! I DEFINITELY won’t forget to go speak to her, get back on the Normandy, do another planet quest, realize I didn’t speak to her, then go back to the Citadel just to actually pick up this quest, then pretend later on in this update that I remembered to speak to her all along!
I mean, speaking as if I were someone who hasn’t played the next two games, this is DEFINITELY SUSPICIOUS right?
I guess in a way, we did pull our gun on Conrad all along.
Just give me the damn mods.
Honestly, I love this part of the quest because you can COMPLETELY fuck up by being too goody-goody. I have probably had to reload after mindlessly clicking paragon answers more times than I care to admit. This time, I remembered to not obey the law.
The second reason I wanted to come back to the Citadel is that after one planetary mission, Morlan’s Iconic Armor shop (which, again, is thanks to ME1Recalibrated) sells special armor for Kaidan, that looks like his ME2 armor, so he has his own unique look.
A picture from later, once the armor texture is loaded correctly. (Turns out it required a restart.)
I LOVE IT. Thank you, MERecalibrated team! Welcome to Kaidan’s look for the rest of the game.
Let’s head up to the presidium!
Whoops, shoulda brought Ashley along. I’m sure whatever he wanted to talk about can wait til later.
BTW, that gif isn’t sped up.
If you don’t have the console enabled and aren’t setting your out of combat runspeed to at least 800 whenever you’re anywhere you have a lot of running to do, then consider doing so. I’ve found 800 is the perfect amount of fast without leaving me slamming into walls constantly
The annoying thing is that every time you have a major area transition or have to reload the game, you have to do it again, but after the first time it’s 4 keystrokes.
` then up arrow, then [enter], then ` again.
Also your companions may fall behind, but that’s only an issue for the places they have ambient dialog. So mostly I start using it on the Citadel after going everywhere once, and then most of the time on the Normandy and sidequests.
Oh let’s talk to this nice lady. Oh no, her sister has been kidnapped, how sad!
Well, the poor woman deserves my help, I’m sure it’s all on the up-and-up. Sure, I’ll rescue your sister! I’m glad we have this friendly relationship that will be profitable and non-lethal forever!
You DID know that Anderson and Udina comment on each major mission afterwards, right? It took me more playthroughs than I care to admit to discover this.
Also, this is a kind of humanizing moment for Udina here. He tells us how the council isn’t happy that we lost the prothean ruins at Therum, then Anderson stands up for us (we love you, Space Dad), and then he actually really backs off and says in a much softer tone “I know, I know. But we all get judged on how you behave.”
And again, we’re not meant to love how he says it, but um, Udina is right. Everything we do has repercussions throughout the Citadel, and sometimes the Galaxy.
Poor Liara, the only one left without an iconic armor in ME1.
Also, like Tali earlier, she hilariously has lines in quests we turn in or make updates to that she has no business knowing about. I guess she read all the questlogs while traveling back to the Citadel.
While we’re here on the Citadel, let’s take a flycam visit around to the edge of the room, shall we?
So we’re heading out, towards this building, past the Mass Relay sculpture.
What you can see as soon as you’re near it and then over it, is that that building hides the seam where the water meets map.
From just beyond it, there’s the apartment-looking building, for whatever reason you can see through the textures on the other side, leaving just the roofs/floors visible (the slats).
It took quite a while to go this far, but eventually, you can find the invisible wall where the cars spawn from, and not long after, the map ends. The map is very curved, btw, that’s no illusion. There’s no chance you could see this far without flycam.
Looking back, you can see the bridges in the distance, but the Relay sculpture and where Shepard is standing is very far away, quite difficult to see even if the full-sized screenshot.
I love how huge these maps are. It makes the illusions really work and the sense of scale works BECAUSE it is actually just... that big.
Well, back to smaller issues.
Again, a great quest not only from a memorability perspective, but a worldbuilding one.
How does religion work in this galaxy? Well, some people still have it. Enough that there’s laws in governing how people are able to spread that religion. I think that the council actually enacted a fairly sensible law here -- they cannot allow zealots to take over near the seat of government, but also people should be free to worship as they please.
I myself am a person of faith who, despite being brought up in a HIGHLY Evangelical movement, now very much believes that people should be able to worship as they choose, (or not at all!) but also that faith is a private matter and shouldn’t be forced on others.
So yeah, the hanar is being unreasonable, but should still be spoken to with respect. It’s good that this particular hanar takes it well.
I am honestly dying to know how the hanar deal with the absolute proof that the Enkindlers were just... people. I mean we saw the one hanar in ME3 react to Javik, but you have to think that the religion as a whole must get shaken up a great deal after the game ends.
Also... seriously read Mass Effect: Annihilation (the quarian ark book).
Anyway, I like resolving this peacefully and getting the hanar to leave peacefully. Calling someone a big stupid jellyfish is hilarious in the moment, but not so nice once you think about it.
Ah, Michael and Rebekah.
I love this quest because... it’s not cut and dry.
I don’t think either of them is wrong. I think they’re facing a tough choice and they both have good points.
For a long time, though, my response has been that it’s Rebekah’s body, her choice.
But the funny thing was, this time when I was playing, I didn’t see this as just an allegory to a woman’s right to choose. From Michael’s POV, it’s more of an allegory to Anti-Vaxx. Obviously back in 2007 when the game came out Anti-Vaxx wasn’t nearly as much as a concern as it is now, so I love that this small part of the game actually grew more meaningful over time.
Yes, there’s a SMALL chance you could hurt the child from the procedure, but a greater chance of harm if you don’t. I had a harder time choosing this time, like, oh, am I going to lean a bit more towards being pro-choice, or pro-vaxxination? I’m pro both of those things??
I still sided with Rebekah. Mostly because I know the kid turns out OK either way.
Well, for a couple of years, at least.
Emily! You changed your clothes! What’s that? You want me to plant bugs? Won’t someone notice?
Guess not. Not even this bug.
I’m sad that this is the last we’ll see of Emily Wong face to face. But hey, a good reporter, and good person. :salute:
Kahoku... thank you for finding out about Cerberus and telling us. The first time we hear the word I think, in the game?
You will be avenged.
Welp time to head up to the ship and go off on some sidequ--
I mean... Uh, time to go talk to Helena Blake, OBVIOUSLY.
(Also Liara you cannot climb that wall, stahp.)
I love them having just a bad bitch like Helena with her sneaky-plan to kill her business partners so totally above the board by Shepard, but hey, she’s just a concerned citizen giving tips to law enforcement, right? She’s awful, and she knows it, and she’s cool with it.
Well, since Ashley magically appeared in the party without me going to the Normandy AT ALL, as long as we’re here, let’s go talk to Samesh Bhatia
A great moment for Ashley, remembering her friend, and treating her husband with so much care and kindness. OBVIOUSLY we can do this very easy thing for him.
Fuck, this just got a lot more complicated.
I love this quest because it puts you between a rock and a hard place. Again, neither side is wrong. Samesh SHOULD have his wife’s body back. But it IS important research.
For a long time, I didn’t give a shit about the research and would get the body back, no matter what.
But so many more lives are saved with the research. So this time I ask him to understand, and he does. But it never sits quite right, either way.
As my other SciFi favorite franchise* reminds us in one of its most poignant moments... Sometimes the needs of the many do outweigh the needs of the one.
Okay now we’re heading back to the Normandy for the first time this update, and next time, back out into space!
*Star Wars is a Space Opera, not SciFi.
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I was looking through your spice tag, and from your most recent nsfw prompt post in that tag, I have an idea. Prompt 23 with Rosawatts please?
none of my asks die, they just go into hibernation >_>; anyway. send me spicy asks~
have some high school AU inspired by the prompt description: dry sex (i.e the whole desperate grinding-with-clothes-on thing from high school)
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Frustration
Somewhere along the way, between the snack table and talking to maybe four people and the mostly disappointing setlist and the electric-blue punch, Neil had dragged Eva into a shadowy corner and “accidentally” given her a hickey. Then they made out for as long as their lungs could stand it, and now…
Well. She wasn’t drunk (nor was Neil), but she couldn’t remember how she’d ended up in a deserted hallway, on the floor, grinding against his hard-on. It wasn’t doing that much for her, but Neil’s flushed face and disheveled tux and little noises sure were.
“This is a terrible idea,” she said, readjusting her grip on his shoulders.
“Absolutely. We should probably s-stop.”
“Yeah.”
They didn’t.
“I didn’t really like this dress anyway– oh, oh, wait, hold on–” She modified her angle and grit out a moan. “Oh, that’s good…”
He let out some amalgamation of curses, and then, “Too bad. I, I like– jesus, Eves!”
“What better use for, oh my god, something you’ll never wear again?”
“Stop for a sec,” he said desperately, “I don’t wanna–”
Oh, boy. That whine was doing a lot. She did stop, and tried to ignore the ache in her arms. “Neil, god, don’t mess with me.”
“Yeah, no, this is definitely going where it’s going, just give me a minute.” He took a few breaths, adjusted those stupid glasses, and said, “I was gonna say we could save it for precious memories, but to be quite honest, prom sucks.”
“Aside from this.” She couldn’t help the grin.
“Yeah. Aside from this. Hey, c-c-can I kiss you while–” His voice cracked; he tried again. “While we do this? Or is that too weird?”
“Not weird, but…” She leaned down, slipping her tongue into his mouth, and started riding him again. Then she made a disappointed sound. “Sorry, it doesn’t work.” She braced her arms on his shoulders, shifted her hips, and started again. “Oh, wow, fuck…!”
“S'fine, I wasn’t sure you’d be able to–” He groaned, head lolling against the wall.
“Me neither.” She bit her lip, trying to stifle an even louder noise and mostly succeeding. She locked the image of Neil’s fist against his mouth into her mind before closing her eyes and arching her back. “Ah, fuck!”
“Oh, oh, you’re so pretty, you’re like a goddess–”
She could feel it when he came, just a little, and that plus what he said shoved her right over the edge.
She even returned the hickey favor after, which was unquestionably a bonus.
“Oh! Just FYI,” Neil said in the middle of stuffing his bow tie into a trash can, “What I said a,” he coughed, “a few minutes ago?”
Her chest felt warm. She offered a raised eyebrow.
“if you ever mention it again, I swear to god I will hop on a plane and wreck Jellyfish Island.”
She gasped, legitimately and majorly affronted. “Neil Michael Watts, you wouldn’t dare.”
He stuck his tongue out at her at her. “Don’t test me, then.”
“I won’t if you help me figure out how the hell we’re getting out of here like,” she gestured helplessly, “this.”
“That’s the easy part. Side door’s thataway.” He pointed. “We’re busting out and, I dunno, holding up a laundromat or something. I think better on the run.”
“Should we…” She trailed off as they passed a bathroom.
He shook his head, turning red quickly. “If I had a change, yes, but no.”
“Oh, jeez.” She laughed into her arm, getting a few steps ahead of him. “This was a terrible idea.”
“Yep.”
The smile that hit her made her cheeks hurt. “But it was so worth it.”
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