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l8tof1 · 1 year
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geooooooorge · 2 years
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why is he like this
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No but it feels so good seeing Val so happy in his team 💙 (x)
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br0therfuckers · 8 months
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i wish i was the size of a little rat... put me on your pocket
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gremlintheslut · 1 year
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Forever theirs
Chapter 10∆...yes She does
The judgment day x fem!afab!reader
Don't repost or translate
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I sit nervously on my mommy's hip as she walks down to the basement. The boys follow closely behind us. We enter the basement and walk right past an open door leading to my old room. I racked my brain for ideas as to where we are going. Mommy stops at a door I remember seeing when I first left my room but I never thought about it.
Rhea steps back and Damian takes her place in front of the door. He pulls a key out of his pocket and pushes it into the keyhole of the door. He twists the door handle but the door doesn't budge.
He slams into the door with his side and it swings open. I look into the room and see the room Finn took me to the day before they took me. I look at the comfy silk sheet and I'm suddenly very happy they didn't take me to my old room. My eyes lock onto the familiar toys on the wall and wonder if anything will be different this time.
Mommy sets me down on the edge of the bed. I watch as the boys walk around the side of the bed like sharks circling dinner. The butterflies in my tummy flutter as I realize they might be getting toys.
Mommy grabs the hem of my dress and I shift my weight on the bed so I'm no longer sitting on my dress. She pulls it up and I put my arms up so she can remove my dress from my body.
I sit completely naked as Mommy didn't give me any undies. "now things are gonna be a bit different this time" she says. I'm even more excited as I think she's going to tell me we get to use toys today.
"do you know what safe words are sweetie?" Damian asks as he returns to my field of vision. " no Daddy" I shake my head. "okay, well we use something called a traffic light system" I nod my head listening closely.
"red means stop everything I don't like this, orange means something wrong please fix it, and green means you're fine" I smile knowing I can make them stop if I want. "so if you're in pain you yell red and everything stops," Rhea says making sure I understand.
"But if you wanna beg and beg us to stop we'll keep going because you seemed to like that" She finishes and I blush like crazy knowing damn well I'll beg. 
I watch as Mommy undresses in front of me. First her shirt, then her pants, then her bra, and finally her panties. I stare at her chest the whole time and fail to notice the boys undressing themselves too. Mommy climbs onto the bed straddling my lap. She leans down and presses her lips to mine. She's soft and gentle with me to start off.
I feel the bed dip and arms wrap around my waist. Next, I feel lips against my neck sucking hickeys into my skin. I feel rheas tongue brush against my lips and I part them for her. I'm lost in the kiss and for a second I forget that 2 people are watching us.
Next thing I know both sets of lips are removed from my body and I am pinned down. I look up and see Dom looking straight back, straddling my lap. His hands that are pinning my wrists are seamlessly swapped for Rhea's. "be a good girl for us" he tells me as he moves from my lap to in between my legs.
He lines himself up and slowly pushes into my cunt. My eyes water as I adjust to his size. He begins to move when he thinks I'm ready. He slowly thrust in and out of me and the pain I feel slowly begins to fade and be replaced by pleasure.
He moves a hand down from my hip and places his thumb on my clit. He slowly rubs Figure 8's into my clit as he picks up the pace of his thrusting. Tears of pleasure run down my face and out of the corner of my eye, I can see Damian jerking off.
I decided to look at the other members and find they are all masturbating. I am slightly shocked but I only look for a second more. Dom finds my G-spot and begins to hit it with every thrust.
I close my eyes and tilt my head back and let moans leave my mouth freely. I can hear the grunts from all the other members as I feel my orgasm approaching. "can I please cum, Daddy?" I say after being interrupted by moans several times.
"I think you've been a good enough girl," he says and I let out breathy thank yous as my release hits me like a bus. He cums at the same time as me and fucks me through my orgasm. He slowly comes to a stop and takes his hand away from clit.
After a few seconds, we've both caught our breaths and he carefully pulls out. "let's get you cleaned up sweetie" he says kissing me on the lips before getting up from his place in the bed.
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Sorry for not posting. Love ya-gremlin💋💕💗
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jollyinha · 3 months
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I have brought... My YuuriVoice listeners.
...On The Sims, because I can't draw for shit. I spent pretty much the whole day redesigning (except Rookie, who already got a glow up bc he's my favorite child) and dressing them up like Barbie dolls lol
DISCLAIMER: I'm being a lil' poser because I have never watched Bittersweet nor the Faust audios (and yet I still have Sugarboo and Star done, go figure), and am catching up on Lost and Found as I type this. ANYWAY HERE ARE MY BABIES, MORE INFO ON THEM UNDER THE CUT YIPPEEEEEEEE
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FÉLIX/ROOKIE:
- As previously mentioned, he's my favorite child, sorry not sorry, I adore this boy so much
- Dumb of ass and home of sexual (out of the closet to everyone except his mom, oof), pulled a millionaire CEO with his ADHD swag. Also canonically a cheeky horny bastard
- An artist (draws/paints and crafts all sorts of stuff) at heart, but had to pursue a more lucrative career in order to support his family. So, Law school it is. Viva le capitalism
- Is an ENFP and his birthday is on February 16th
- His mother is Brazilian and his dad was Colombian. They have been living in the USA since Félix was a young child. He also has a little sister (not so little, she's in college by the time Shattered begins) whom he loves very much and basically raised her, to the point where she sees him as his dad more than their actual dad (whom passed away when she was a toddler)
- Has an excellent relationship with his uncle (and his wife), aunt and cousins. Him and Joy/Sunflower don't meet that often bc she lives a bit far away, but when they do, they share the same braincell
- Appears to be suave and chill when he's at work, but he's actually a SOFTIE. The biggest golden retriever... Well, not literally the biggest. He's 5'7ft/1m69cm. Compared to Auron, he's pocket-sized. But anyway-
- He loves Trish. They bully Auron together. Incredible dynamic
- Has pyrophobia bc ✨ PAST TRAUMA ✨. Began cooking as a hobby to try to work through it
- Likes: Arts, cooking, biking, peacocks, sun imageries (long story), sea monsters and plaid jackets
- Félix has SO MUCH LORE and tidbits (like his tattoos!) about him, I would need an entire separate post to tell it all. And I might do it bc I need that sweet infodump dopamine...
JOYCE "JOY"/SUNFLOWER
- Actually my first YV OC! I met the channel through the infamous Finn compilation
- Bisexual! Finn is her first serious boyfriend, though, up until she met him, she only had girlfriends... And she had the worst luck with all of them. Oof
- Colombian, just like Félix
- Huge animal lover, especially the aquatic critters and reptiles. Has a Bull Terrier named Cow (yes, that's her name.) that has her entire heart. Currently trying to get a job in the veterinarian field! Just... Don't put bugs near her. Please
- Is an ESFP and her birthday is on July 27th... The day the Finn compilation premiered
- Her mother had her pretty young. She doesn't know who her father is, and her mom refuses to talk about it... But tbh, Joy doesn't care that much. She loves her mama, and that's all that matters
- (also her mother loves Finn dearly. everytime they meet, he leaves with a piece of cake or some other home made food bc she loves to spoil her "son-in-law" lmao)
- Surfs on her spare time! Queen shit! Also plays a bit of soccer
- Had pretty severe acne as a teen and still has its marks
- Golden retriever energy runs in the Torres family, because she has it too
- Likes: Snakes, whales, surfing, soccer (as stressful as it is to watch it lol), jogging, her dog Cow, hoodies, fun scrunchies
CARINA/SUGARBOO
- Like I previously stated, I haven't watched Bittersweet, so, I may not have much to say about Sugarboo except for the (few) misc audios from Al and Seth I have heard... BUT GODDAMNIT SHE'S SO BEAUTIFUL OH GOD
- Straight, but poly
- Japanese, but was born and raised in the USA and, sadly, doesn't has much connection to her roots... Mostly bc she's not super close to her family :(
- (Canonically) Likes to bake! Also cooking, but still has a preference for pastries. Works in a bakery... Which isn't a very healthy workplace, but, oh well
- Is an ESFJ, and her birthday is on January 20th (it's coming!!!!! happy early birthday, queen!!!!!)
- Pulled TWO bitches by having ADHD
- Has A SHIT LOAD of tattoos because she's best friends with a tattoo artist... Who may or may not be Star 👀
- Used to have long hair when she met Alphonse
- She may be Al's impulse control, but Seth is her impulse control 💀
- Calls Alphonse "bug". Earlier on their relationship it was ironically ("so you and me together can be bugaboo!"), but the pet name has stuck
- But in reality, she does have a passion for bugs! Especially butterflies and moths ("NOT Mothman, Seth. Normal, regular moths.")
- Also love cats
- She bullies Seth for believing in cryptids... But believes in aliens
- Again, I haven't watched Bittersweet, so feel free to discard this part if it's contradicting canon events, but... She kind of likes Charlie. She thinks he's cute, even with all the shit that happened
- Likes: Baking, collecting jewelry like some kind of dragon, bugs, cats, tattoos, aliens
ASHER/CASPER
- The coolest mf to ever walk on this earth. I don't make the rules, it's the truth
- FtM trans of gender, also home of sexual
- Just american. F
- Yes, his last name is a Life Is Strange reference, sue me
- I... I have no idea what he works with? Because gotta wait for more Charlie videos to find out wtf canon!Casper is up to he's such a mysterious guy,,,,,
- (I really hope that the "Casper works for Auron" theory is true tho, the Auron/Félix & Charlie/Asher shenanigans would be so funny to imagine)
- What I do know is that he's kind of a gym bro, except if said bro was fruity
- Seriously though, he's a sporty guy. Likes to go jogging, (he and Joy/Sunflower would be good workout buddies!), climbing, hiking, good ol' fashioned working out and, of course, skating! But after Charlie left, he got into roller skating as well, and he's pretty damn good at it
- He's an ISFP, and his birthday is on April 22nd (Earth Day, get it, bc his favorite color is green,,,,,,)
- Disowned by his parents, but was taken in by his uncle and aunt, whom really support him <3
- Has a tooth gap! Cute shit
- Braided his hair as a kid, still does it nowadays. Certain things never change
- He WANTS to get SO MANY TATTOOS AND PIERCINGS... But he has a pretty bad case of trypanophobia (his ears are pierced bc his parents had him pierce it as a baby). Having his top surgery was challenging enough! He just wanted to get some tattoos... :(
- Always carries an extra hair tie on his arm, like a bracelet. Mostly for himself, but sometimes he gives it to Charlie too
- Has dyslexia! Fucking hated school bc of that
- Likes: Skating, roller skating, climbing, collecting sick ass knives, bad horror movies, hair styling (he wanted to be a hairstylist as a kid even!)
- I don't have thaaaaat much to say about him as of right now since I'm still finishing Lost and Found, but he's growing a lot on me, I love him
PAIGE/ANGEL
- URGH I LOVE HER SO MUCH AAAAAAAAAA ULTIMATE SASS AND NIHILISM
- Their relationship with gender is... Confusing. Doesn't like any labels, really. Just go with she/them and you'll be fine. Considers themselves to be pansexual, though
- British ("sadly, stupid ass country"), still has a strong accent even if they have been living in the USA for quite a while
- ...They like tea though
- She works on the IT department of a big company. Boring office job. But she doesn't mind it that much. Everyone is nice enough and it pays the bills. That's more than enough for her
- But besides programming and gaming, her big passion in life is... Sewing! 80% of the plushies in her collection are handmade, including Sir Gengar himself
- Also a huge cinephile
- Is an INTP, and their birthday is on September 4th (it may or may not be a reference to Gengar's pokedex number)
- Pulled a LITERAL DEMON FROM HELL with her autism swag
- Has chronic pain on her left knee due to a past accident
- Obviously, huge Pokémon fan
- Ironically enough, doesn't really like cooking, which explains why their house didn't had shit when it comes to ingredients lol At least now they have a demon boy to cook for them
- Awful relationship with her family. All of it. Ran away for the USA to escape from them
- Doesn't have many friends irl, most of them are virtual friends
- Considers themselves to be "plain and boring". Normally they don't give a damn about it, but got kind of insecure when they and Lucien got officially together... But in their most confident days, they think it's hilarious how the most normal-looking human ever managed to pull a demon
- Deep, deep down, Paige is a sweet and caring person. Heck, that's why her soul was so enticing. She just has trouble demonstrating it (Autistic Struggle™)
- Likes four leaf clovers. No idea why. She just does
- ...I feel like she would watch Faust's streams ironically. She thinks the cat boy is hilarious
- Likes: Cinema, games, programming, plushies making, clovers, tea
ENID/STAR
- ...I haven't watched a single Faust audio in my life, but Enid just... Popped up in my head. Their design came to me and they were yelling at me to bring them to existence. So here they are?????? I really gotta hear the twink's audios any of these days...
- I don't even know much about them tbh lol But here's what I do have:
- Non-binary (AFAB), bisexual
- A tattoo artist! They're Sugarboo's friend that I mentioned all the way up there
- Likes to write and read in their spare time (IMAGINE THEM AND AURON WRITING FANFICTION ABOUT THEIR S/Os! Beautiful)
- Likes to watch sports (don't look like the type, do they?)
- Likes questionable shirts with 80s/90s aesthetics
- I can see them being friends with Paige/Angel, ngl :D
- ...That's all about Enid for now, maybe I'll develop them if I get around to hear more of Faust eventually lol
Idk if there's someone reading all of this, but if there is, tysm for reading this HUGE infodump 🥺 If you have any YV OCs, I would LOVE to hear about them too! My DMs are open!
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deargodhelpmeaaa · 7 months
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My attempt at an Adventure Time: Fiona and Cake finale rewrite (READ THE TAGS PLEASE this is not representative of my writing at all)
Requested by: @r0swells and @raidenfanclub
This is still an early (kind of rough) draft due to me not having more time to work on it, and I wanted it to be a surprise for the two people who requested it so I didn't get them to beta read and was a bit too embarrassed to ask anyone else to do so. Whatever the case, I tried my best. I referenced this post and this post, various clips of the original series and The Adventure Time Wiki to write this, so if I didn't get the characterization completely on point I apologize. I hope you enjoy this nonetheless.
Context: This is after Golbetty bricks the Lich. Due to the show having built up the Lich being “depressed” already I have to roll with it. I am merely “fixing” the episode where Simon speaks to Betty and not the stuff before it, since that was kind of the deal the people who requested this made. Only rewrite the last episode. We start this on the last frame after GOLBetty turns the lich into a lego.
(Simon steps back a little. GOLBetty looks at him and summons an avatar of Betty.)
Simon: Betty?
Betty: Yeah, it’s me. Well, an avatar of me, this isn’t my real body, but… yeah, this is me. I just figured I’d talk to you in a more familiar form to show you, yeah, hi, I’m still here. Also, at this size I can do this.
(Betty hugs Simon)
Simon: This is probably the worst possible time for us to meet again like this…
Betty: What do you mean?
Simon: It’s a long story… I made a promise to these two people I met, Fiona and Cake, who live in this pocket universe inside of my head, yeah, confusing I know.
Betty: Ha-ha, yeah, but so is everything that has happened this last… God, how many years….? It’s hard to tell when you’re spending all this time in a literal abyss.
Simon: You know, I stopped counting, too, but I’ll say this. You remember that boy Finn? He’s all grown up now.
Betty: Oh. That’s nice. Anyway, I’m sorry. Keep talking.
Simon: Right, right… where was I?
Betty: Pocket universe inside your head.
Simon: Yes, that! These two people wanted me to bring magic back to their world and I figured the only way to do that was to put the crown back on, so after a while I decided…
(Betty shakes her head and covers her mouth)
Simon: I just thought that my life is kind of worthless now that you’re gone. I don’t have any reason to keep living here as myself, so I can just… go back to being the Ice King and nothing will change. But, you know, before I do that we can-
(Scarab shows up and attempts to kill Simon only to be quickly pacified by Golb, turned into two mini scarabs)
Simon: What was that? He’s still crawling around.
Betty: He’s immortal. I can’t do the same thing to him that I did to the Lich just then.
(The scarab tries attacking simon and splits into two)
Simon: Well, couldn’t you do something a bit more convenient?
Betty: I panicked!
(Every time the scarab tries to hurt simon it duplicates. Betty and Simon try to keep them away from him, but they, through sheer force of will, they manage to all get into his head despite all they tried.)
Simon: Okay, now I really need to put the crown on.
(He puts it over his head)
Betty: Stop!
Simon: I need to help my friends.
Betty: And how is putting the crown on gonna help?
Simon: If magic returns to their world, I think they’ll have more of a fighting chance.
Betty: You think so?
(Simon is about to put the crown on and Betty stops him with her Golb powers.)
Betty: I’m sorry. I can’t let you do this.
Simon: I understand, but which matters more? Me or a whole universe?
(Betty doesn’t give in and keeps him paralyzed.)
Simon: Betty! Come on Betty, I need to help them.
(Then his phone starts ringing. She undoes her magic and lets Simon pick it up.)
Fiona: Simon!
Simon: Fiona! What’s happened? Is your world okay? Are you safe?
Fiona: Yes, no, some weird bugs that I think might have something to do with the scarab showed up, and yes. In that order.
Simon: I’m about to put the crown on to help you out.
Fiona: Don’t!
(Simon pauses, shocked.)
Fiona: We decided we don’t want that.
Simon: But without magic…
Fiona: Hey, I mean Cake’s pretty magic. She’ll help protect us.
Simon: Okay. Are you sure?
Fiona: Yes. One hundred percent sure.
Simon: Okay.
(Simon hangs up)
Simon (looking at the crown): So, I guess we don’t need this afterall.
(He throws it into the abyss)
Simon: I should not have done that. What if I do need it again.
Betty: You aren’t going to need it again.
Simon: You’re right. You know what, I have faith in them. They’ll be fine on their own.
(Betty sits down and pats the side of the block next to her for Simon to sit down, too)
Betty: So, that stuff about you thinking you didn’t matter now that I’m gone… what made you say that?
Simon: I mean, everyone else is doing just fine without me now.
Betty: There’s no way that can be true. Simon, look at those two people living inside your head you’re trying to save. You touched their lives. You touched mine.  And I’m sure there’s other lives you’ve touched too.
Simon: Marceline’s... And… now that I think of it, so, so many others, too. But what does it matter? That’s all in the past. And what does it matter if I still stay here even after all this? What am I going to do from there?
Betty: You’re gonna keep on living, Simon. That’s what you’re gonna do.
Simon: Oh.
Betty: Okay, I’m really bugged right now. There has to be something I can do to help out whatever’s going on inside your head. What’s that immortal being even want?
Simon: He wants to destroy the world in there. That’s why he tried to kill me just then.
Betty: Oh! I actually can do something to help with that.
(she gives him the little thing representing Fiona’s entire world)
Simon: What is this?
Betty: Put it into your head, it should help you.
Simon: Okay… let me make sure it doesn’t get into the wrong hands.
(He calls Fiona)
Fiona: Hi, I’m kind of in the middle of the apocalypse right now.
Simon: Fiona, check for the nearest portal, I’m going to give you something that GOLBetty gave me. She said it will help save your world.
Fiona: Well, there’s only one portal here left and I’m right next to it. Hurry, Simon!
(Simon gives it to her through his head portal)
Fiona: I got it.
(Fiona hangs up and Simon returns his focus to Betty)
Simon: So, Betty… it looks like we can finally just focus on each other now. Is there anything else you want to say to me?
Betty: So much I want to say, but so little I can say. It’s hard to talk about these things when it gets you all choked up.
Simon: I agree. 
Betty: So why let our words do the talking here?
(she kisses Simon)
Simon: I’m realizing something, actually.
Betty: Yeah?
Simon: I think we’re similar in a weird way. We both think of each other as everything in the world. Literally everything. I mean, you kind of almost chose me over a whole universe. Admittedly, that was the right choice, but we didn’t know that at the time. And I’m over here thinking that my life is nothing now that you aren’t in it, which is wrong even now. And, I can say this with full certainty: you’re not nothing without me either.
Betty: That’s true; I’m fused with the embodiment of chaos now. That does make me something.
Simon: That’s not what I mean.
Betty: I’m joking, I’m sorry, dark joke. I guess I am kind of something without you. I just spent a lot of time on you that I didn’t spend much time on myself, so I couldn’t see that.
Simon: There’s something wrong with us.
Betty: Who cares if it was right or wrong? It’s behind us and all we can do now is look forward. You still have some years ahead of you. Now go ahead… you can go back home.
Simon: Thanks for everything, Betty. Goodbye.
(then it ends with her sending him back like she did in the episode and he wakes up in the flower field)
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endwithajadestrick · 7 months
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Complaining About the Pacing in Ahsoka
I know that I am being a real (medium-sized) curmudgeon about this, but I have chosen to embrace it. Manager, I would like to log some complaints re: the latest episode of Ahsoka.
Spoilers ahead:
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This is more of a general gripe, but it really hit me this episode that this show is so slowly paced. Every episode could have been half the runtime without cutting any character beats or plot information. This feels especially apparent when you consider that most Clone Wars and Rebels episodes really are about half the length of one Ahsoka episode, about 20 vs. 40 mins. And episodes of those series are not light on plot or action. Clones and Rebels were, however, plotted more around mini arcs, usually of 2-3 episodes (because they were gearing those shows for kids), which would necessitate that the writers' room keep things tight. You set your board, get in, and get out. But Ahsoka only has one story arc for its eight-episode run and just not enough depth of character drama or pace of action to fill that runtime out. (It is probably worth mentioning here that Dave Filoni is the only credited writer on the series.)
You can especially feel the ponderous slowness in the establishing shots. Why do they go on for so long! It's usual to have a shot or two giving us an idea of the landscape our heroes are in, but in most films and shows those shots only come out to a few seconds of screen time--because we don't need them to be longer in order to get the information they're supposed to transmit. Further environmental detail can be picked out while you are watching your characters do other things.
This episode spends about two minutes just showing us Sabine walking through the Noti village. I know that doesn't sound like a lot of time, but in TV time a lot can happen in two minutes. For example:
Here's a compilation of the Finn vs Captain Phasma fight moments from The Last Jedi.
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It is 2 minutes and 34 seconds long--including bits that were cut from the theatrical version of the film! How many beats, actions, and dramatic reversals are fit into those couple of minutes? Quite a few!
By contrast, nothing happens during Sabine's introduction to the Noti village. We aren't seeing anything with each changing shot that feels new or emphasized like it's information that we're going to need to remember later on. It's just wasted time, and I feel like it's anecdotally emblematic of a larger problem with the show. Lots of dead air between actions, wasted time that could have been trimmed in the writing or editing phase.
The first Star Wars movie is about two hours long, and I reckon about as much happens in that film as has happened so far in Ahsoka, which is about twice that length (around 260 mins to New Hope's 120). It's easy to overlook in light of all the other cool stuff A New Hope has going for it, but a lot of what makes that first movie work so well as an action adventure is how fast it's taking you from moment to moment, non-stop from gun fight, to character meeting, to escape, to subterfuge, a brief respite where our guys philosophize, and so on. Ahsoka is already working with a lot less charm and verve in front of and behind the camera than that film. It really can't afford to be lackadaisical with its pacing.
As stated above, I am a curmudgeon, and a lot of my problems with this show can probably be chalked up in part to the fact that it just didn't get me in its pocket out the gate. I wasn't especially charmed or intrigued by anything going on in episodes one or two, and I was subsequently less inclined to roll with the rough bits further down the line.
I want to be on board with it, and it has a lot of aspects I genuinely enjoy that make me believe that with a little spit and polish the finished product could have been shaped into something genuinely fun. I like Ray Stevenson's Baylan Skoll (Titus Pullo stans, arise!). His ambiguous schemes for the future are genuinely intriguing and ominous, and he feels like a fresh take on the dark-sider baddy, next to the cackling Emperor, cold-blooded cyborg Darth Vader, and rage monster Kylo Ren. He's very "I am the only one who can truly see the big picture." Oh ho, betcha you can't! But, as the kids say, let him cook.
I also think Eman Esfandi was perfectly cast as the live-action Ezra. In just a couple minutes of presence, he exudes warmth and charm (though I could have done without the blue contact lenses. They just look wrong, and would anyone have cared that Ezra's eyes are brown now?).
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But none of what should be the big beats in this show have really landed for me so far, including this week's big reunion between Sabine and Ezra. Seriously girl, you gambled with the fate of your entire galaxy for just the shot at saving this man, and the most you can summon upon seeing him again for the first time in (checks official calendar) "9 to 12 years" is some middlingly witty banter and a lukewarm hug? I'm not someone who thinks that Ezra and Sabine's relationship is/should be romantic, but come on. Tears should have been shed! This has been Sabine's raison d'etre for the whole show. This, not becoming a Jedi, is what we are told she really cares about. If she won't get emotional about it, why should I?
And for the record, I don't want to put the blame for this on either Esfandi or Liu Bordizzo. I suspect that it's a writing and directing problem. And on that note, this week's episode was directed by Jennifer Getzinger, an experienced TV director with a pretty solid track record, whose resume includes both high emotional melodramas and prestige series, so... paging Mr. Filoni?
There are numerous talented actors and artists who have given a lot to this show, and many fans ready and eager to give it love. I just wish that the story were giving as much back to them.
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cinnamonstroll · 2 years
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WHY IS THIS SO CUTE FOR FUCKS SAKE
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For the prompt game! Avatrice.... discreetly.
Thanks for the prompt, sorry it took a geological age! Please excuse my self-indulgent acadaemia-posting, and don't scrutinise the science too hard...
Finn doesn’t really want to be here. It’s all very well his lab lead saying that presenting at these kinds of things is a surefire way to get in the eyeline of future funders, that networking is half of the battle when it comes to being a postdoc, but that doesn’t mean he has to enjoy it. He’s still trying to fumble his heavily annotated lecture slides from the last presentation into his bag as he wades through the buffet crowd, paper plate with tiny quiches and cocktail sausages weaving through the air as he hustles to the main hall – he’s only got a few minutes before the poster tour groups start. He weaves through the neat rows of stands, nods to a few people he vaguely recognises, checks the smudged black ink on the inside of his left wrist – nearly sacrificing a cherry tomato to the floor in the process.
His poster looms like a beacon; after the countless hours he’d spent on the thing he could recognise it from a mile away. He sends his bag to the floor with a complicated, rustling thump – remembers a second too late the loose-leaf notes that are now surely succumbing to entropy, inhales a bitesize quiche to fortify himself for the coming battle.
Restless, he fiddles with his poster stand – wishes he’d brought the tape measure just to check. The venue mounted his poster, and yes, they’ve done thousands, but what if it isn’t quite square? That’d be the worst thing to notice 5 minutes before the first poster circuit begins.
The woman at the next display along seems to be having the exact same struggle. Finn watches from the corner of his eye as she stands, arms crossed over her pressed white blouse, surveying her own A1 display with a critical eye. As Finn fusses with his own shirt – nowhere near as smart as this woman, he laments at the creases he’s only just spotting – the woman reaches for her bag, a small black backpack sat beside a neatly folded jacket and pulls out the unmistakable form of the holy grail of conferences – a spirit level!
Finn sighs, rubs both hands over his face and berates himself for dropping the ball. His poster is definitely crooked. There’s no coming back from this – it’s all anyone will be able to see.
"Would you like to borrow it?" A softly spoken question breaks him from his spiral.
Finn uncovers his eyes to see the sharply dressed woman has stepped away from her poster and is offering him a small smile and a spirit level.
“Oh, god, yes please – thank you!” Finn accepts it like he imagines people accept priceless jewels, into cupped, shaking hands. “I knew I should have brought one, you’re so much more prepared than me!” He gushes, already trotting to his poster board, reaching up on tiptoes to reach the top border of his poster.
The woman huffs out a short chuckle.
“I doubt that.”
Finn checks and checks again – level.
“Of course it’s level…” He grumbles. “I could have sworn…”
“Mine was, too.” The woman offers, with a rueful grin. “Perhaps we are standing crooked.”
Finn laughs as he hands the level back.
“Thanks, at least I know I’m not losing my mind, at least.”
“No, or if you are, then so am I.” She smiles.
“Well, madness loves company.” Finn grins back.
“Your poster looks very interesting.” She stands up straighter as she surveys it, slips her hands deliberately into the pockets of her suit trousers – very faintly pinstriped, now that he notices.
“Thanks, I spent way too long crying over it, so I’m really glad you think so.” Finn sighs, before blinking apologetically at the woman. “Sorry, I mean –“ He fumbles.
“Mine was a beast too, don’t worry.” She saves him, still squinting deliberately at his results sections. He fights the urge to ask her what she thinks of the graph sizes. “There’s something about formatting for A1 that makes everything that bit more difficult.”
“Oh, absolutely.” He agrees wholeheartedly.
“This is really very interesting.” She murmurs, glances over at her own poster. “The organisers grouped us by research area, our fields overlap.”
“Oh? What’s your poison?” Finn asks, immediately wishing any other phrase had come to mind instead.
“I’m a little more clinical than you, it would appear – I’m working on the preliminary stages of a clinical trial for a new antispasticity agent in HSP – but we are both interested in the mitochondrial element of the disease process by the looks of things.”
“Well, you can’t ignore the mitochondrial element,” It’s tripping off his tongue – the bane of every lab meeting, the catchphrase –
“It is the powerhouse of the cell, yes.” His saviour’s quietly amused, quietly accented voice joins his stupid reflexive chant – but she’s laughing about it, and Finn grins widely.
“It is!” Finn shuffles to get a better view of his neighbour’s poster, “and it’s cool that you’re approaching things from that end, I never understood why that wasn’t already a thing.”
The woman hums, steps back over toward her own poster, taps with thinly veiled frustration at her results graphs.
“This is why.” She sighs, full of an unmistakable aggrieved resignation Finn knows all too well. “There was just so much variety in response, I mean –” she sighs again, sketches a circle around one graph in particular, “look at these error bars.” She gesticulates, raises a hand as if to run through her hair but seems to forcibly catch herself mid gesture, instead toying with a ring, twisting it between finger and thumb. “You can’t draw conclusions from results like that.”
Finn frowns, eyes darting over her poster, opens his mouth to refute her maudlin statement, but is beaten to it.
“Dr Silva, that’s no way to talk about your life’s work!” The admonishment is warm, the tone weirdly intimate – but hey, Finn’s met some pretty intense research teams in his time. The so-named Dr Silva startles, and Finn steps back as she whirls around to face the newcomer, expression washing from focussed frown to something Finn would be tempted to call wonder.
The woman who’s joined them is grinning – beaming really, and Finn feels a bit blinded by it. She’s beaming, and also dressed a little bit like one of Finn’s old-school professors - corduroys and everything, and she’s leaning on a heavily decorated cane. She’s also looking at Dr Silva like she’s the only thing in the world.
“Dr Silva,” Breathes his neighbour, confusingly.
“Dr Silva.” Echoes blinding-smile, stretching out the hand not gripping her cane. Finn feels a little bit like that meme his sister keeps sending him of the woman with the volume-of-a-cube calculation around her head.
The Drs Silva clasp hands in what is definitely some kind of fruity handshake, Finn’s deduced that much. This view is reinforced when the taller Dr Silva uses the fruity hand-clasping to draw the shorter Dr Silva into a hug that lasts way longer than Finn knows how to react to, leaving him inspecting his own poster and crunching aggressively through another half-forgotten mini-quiche.
He can’t chew loud enough to avoid eavesdropping though.
“Ava, what are you doing here?” Asks Tall Dr Silva, with frankly uncomfortable reverence. Finn chews harder.
“C’mon, Bea,” murmurs Shorter Dr Silva, “of course I came.”
Finn eats another mini-quiche.
“But your -”
“Bea, I wanted to be here for this.”
“But -”
“Shut up, Bea,” the tone is so wildly incongruent that Finn finds himself glancing over, blinking embarrassedly at the intimate half-embrace he’s faced with. “Obviously I was gonna come and see you present - ”
Finn’s stomach swoops.
“The presentation!” Taller and shorter Dr Silva jolt, and Finn doesn’t blame them – he basically yelled it at them. “Sorry! Sorry, but I just saw – it’s now – the discussion group are just there!”
“Oh, shit, sorry Bea,” Shorter Dr Silva backs up a few paces, but she doesn’t look very sorry. “Also hi, I’m Ava!” She waves jauntily at Finn. “Don’t sweat it about the discussion group, you’ve totally got this.”
Finn is not sure he’s totally got this, but can’t help grinning back.
“God, I hope so.” He brushes slightly sweaty palms over his shirt, dislodges at least half a mini quiche’s worth of crumbs. “I’m Finn. Are you presenting today too?”
Ava barks a laugh.
“God no, not here at least, not my jam. Just here to cheer on my ex-girlfriend.” She grins winsomely, laughing again at whatever Finn’s face does as that sentence lands.
“Ava,” Taller Dr Silva has gone pink, “you’ve got to stop doing that. Ignore her, Finn. Ava is my wife.”
Finn can’t really help but laugh.
“Whatever, Bea, just be glad I found something funnier than ‘my ex-doctor’.”
Finn snorts, incredulous – he’s pretty sure Ava just winked at him, though, so he doesn’t feel too bad about laughing.
“Ava, please.” Taller Dr Silva covers her face entirely this time.
“Ahh shoot, gotta go, the discussion group is nearly here. Finn, nice to meet you, you’ll crush it. Bea?”
Ava trots all up into Taller Dr Silva’s space, tugs on the hand still over her face. She laughs at whatever expression she is met with – Finn’s trying not to watch too obviously.
“Dr Silva,” murmurs Ava, before pressing a kiss to the taller woman’s lips.
“Dr Silva.”
Taller Dr Silva’s cheeks stay pink for her full 10-minute presentation – which is flawless, of course.
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geooooooorge · 2 years
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the fits!! the bike!!! the tshirt!! the tufty hair!!!
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2194teddy · 1 year
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Giant!Finn HC fluff
- Finn would cuddly Jake and BMO the most since they are his only Family.
- He is also an orphan too due to Him losing his Giant Parents and is adopted by Jake's family of Mid-Atlantic accented Dog Parents.
- Finn would grew in size until he was 50ft at the age of 12. His Hight would be taller by the end of the series to a 60ft height.
- He would wear Giant Pajamas, Giant Suits, and Giant Jester type clothing.
- Would also have great Stargazing stuff with His friends.
- He would stomp and or bear the crap outta his foes including Ice King who he learn that he was Simon before being corrupted by the Crown.
- He would be as big as The Gumball Guards, Monsters and Even Prismo.
- His other Fears would be his Dentist as well as not bursting his teeth very much.
- His other crushes are PB, Marcy, Flames Princess, Canyon, and Huntress Wizard.
- Jake would always be in his Shirt Pocket, Shoulder or grow bigger to interact with His bigger brother who was adopted.
- Finn would also do cute Giant poses as well as being the precious boy.
- His shoes and Socks are also soft and gentle and also Jake and BMO fave spot to lay on him besides his Blue shirt.
- Finn would also do signs or write words if he loses his voice when he is sick or does in a Quite dare kinds game with Jake.
- He loves walking through the mountains as well as the fields and cities. He also travel easily on OOO with him being Big.
- Finn also like carring Jake and BMO like toy figures or Plushies.
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Hi, G / T Gravity Falls content? I need some wholesome Giant Dipper content. Also, Giantess Mabel Pines too. They are cute twins no matter what heights.
Also, Adventure Time G / T with Finn growing to be a 50ft giant hero of OOO.
Love Cartoon G/T Headcanons.
heyyy first of all just wanted to say thank u sm for the ask lol!! second of all, ive never seen adventure time sorry!! i think my boyfriend (@im-a-heartstomper) has tho so u can ask him? idk tbh
anyways i didnt rly know if you meant both of them as giant siblings at the same time or one being giant and one being tiny so i made it the latter. and i just did hcs, sry if that isn't what u wanted!!
giant!dipper pines:
if he grew randomly and was normal size before, he would TOTALLY boast about being taller than mabel. i do not make the rules. u remember little dipper? yeah.
he makes fun of her for being short all the time
he would still love to go on adventures with mabel and by himself!!
he'd also want to display real paranormal beasts in the shack (boss mabel) but all the creatures would be able to fit in his hands dghsjdgdhsj
his height makes him even more awkward
he's totally still into wendy btw and is even more insecure of it
giant dipper has a huge fear of scaring people he loves and doesn't want to hurt. (haha HUGE <3) like he hates when people feel intimidated by his size and he always wants them to know they r safe around him
except gideon fuck that bitch
he scares him for fun
we all know he loves mabel and is protective over her and because hes giant he feels like he can protect her even more which is so cute
he was prob teased and bullied for his size in school :(
he hates it when people make him feel like an outsider bc hes a giant
he for sure has an "i just wanna be like everyone else" mentality
which makes for a lot of good angst and hurt/comfort
he's altogether much more of a gentle giant
and hes BIG. like around 50 feet.
i cannot think of anything else LMAO i just love him soo much
giant!mabel pines:
mabels a BIG girlie with a BIG personality
like shes still super hyper and always running around the house and probably screaming and bouncing off the walls
which can cause. issues
cuz if u like scream and jump and ur a giant that can cause property damage
but its ok cuz that usually doesn't happen?
however when/if it does she always feels so bad
also she loves picking people up! whether its her brother or her friends, or even her grunkles, she loves holding people in her hands
like dipper, she taunts him for his height
her and her friends + dipper can do so much cool stuff bc she can just lift them up and stuff
wanna stargaze? do it in the hands of a giant, even closer to the sky
wanna climb this fence? she can lift u instead
mabel isn't actually that insecure about her size
she used to be a lot more but then she realized how awesome being a giant can be
she probably makes bad puns about being a giantess
yes she STILL HAS WADDLES
she carries him in her pocket and hands and has tiny stuff for him
her friends brag about her they're like "we have a BADASS COOL GIANT FOR A FRIEND SO THERE"
she loves carrying people in her pockets too
mabels sweaters are HUGE
her friends lay on them and are like woaaahh so soft and big
they also do her makeup. idk why we don't talk about g/t makeup scenarios more tbh but like on girls nights they totally would
although things are crazy she almost always has a positive outlook
and when she doesn't feel so good she still has her tiny brother dipper <3
again thank you for the ask! and im sorry i couldn't give u any adventure time content :(
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gremlintheslut · 7 months
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Forever theirs
Chapter 10...yes she does
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I sit nervously on my mommy's hip as she walks down to the basement. The boys follow closely behind us. We enter the basement and walk right past an open door leading to my old room. I racked my brain for ideas as to where we are going. Mommy stops at a door I remember seeing when I first left my room but I never thought about it.
Rhea steps back and Damian takes her place in front of the door. He pulls a key out of his pocket and pushes it into the keyhole of the door. He twists the door handle but the door doesn't budge.
He slams into the door with his side and it swings open. I look into the room and see the room Finn took me to the day before they took me. I look at the comfy silk sheet and I'm suddenly very happy they didn't take me to my old room. My eyes lock onto the familiar toys on the wall and wonder if anything will be different this time.
Mommy sets me down on the edge of the bed. I watch as the boys walk around the side of the bed like sharks circling dinner. The butterflies in my tummy flutter as I realize they might be getting toys.
Mommy grabs the hem of my dress and I shift my weight on the bed so I'm no longer sitting on my dress. She pulls it up and I put my arms up so she can remove my dress from my body.
I sit completely naked as Mommy didn't give me any undies. "now things are gonna be a bit different this time" she says. I'm even more excited as I think she's going to tell me we get to use toys today.
"do you know what safe words are sweetie?" Damian asks as his tall frame returns to my field of vision. " no Daddy" I shake my head. "okay, well we use something called a traffic light system" I nod my head listening closely.
"red means stop everything I don't like this, orange means somethings wrong please fix it, and green means you're fine" I smile knowing I can make them stop if I want. "so if you're in pain you yell red and everything stops," Rhea says making sure I understand.
"But if you wanna beg and beg us to stop we'll keep going because you seemed to like that" She finishes and I blush like crazy knowing damn well I'll beg.
I watch as Mommy undresses in front of me. First her shirt, then her pants, then her bra, and finally her panties. I stare at her chest the whole time and fail to notice the boys undressing themselves too. Mommy climbs onto the bed straddling my lap. She leans down and presses her lips to mine. She's soft and gentle with me to start off.
I feel the bed dip and arms wrap around my waist. Next, I feel lips against my neck sucking hickeys into my skin. I feel rheas tongue brush against my lips and I part them for her. I'm lost in the kiss and for a second I forget that 2 people are watching us.
Next thing I know both sets of lips are removed from my body and I am pinned down. I look up and see Doms ghostly white face looking straight back, straddling my lap. His hands that are pinning my wrists are seamlessly swapped for Rhea's. "be a good girl for us" he tells me as he moves from my lap to in between my legs.
He lines himself up and slowly pushes into my cunt. My eyes water as I adjust to his size. He begins to move when he thinks I'm ready. He slowly thrust in and out of me and the pain I feel slowly begins to fade and be replaced by pleasure.
He moves a hand down from my hip and places his thumb on my clit. He slowly rubs Figure 8's into my clit as he picks up the pace of his thrusting. Tears of pleasure run down my face and out of the corner of my eye, I can see Damian jerking off.
I decided to look at the other members and find they are all masturbating. I am slightly shocked but I only look for a second more. Dom finds my G-spot and begins to hit it with every thrust.
I close my eyes and tilt my head back and let moans leave my mouth freely. I can hear the grunts from all the other members the growls from Damian being the loudest as I feel my orgasm approaching. "can I please cum, Daddy?" I say after being interrupted by moans several times.
"I think you've been a good enough girl," he says and I let out breathy thank yous as my release hits me like a bus. He cums at the same time as me and fucks me through our orgasms. He slowly comes to a stop and takes his hand away from clit.
After a few seconds, we've both caught our breaths and he carefully pulls out. "let's get you cleaned up sweetie" he says kissing me on the lips before getting up from his place in the bed.
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S/O turns into bitty size for a week from masterlist 16 for Horrorfarm, Farmfell, Seaswap and Seafell :)
Pff alrighty
Moose: this poor man is sweating buckets all week cause he keeps loosing SO and freaking out thinking he stepped on them. Moose is a pretty big guy, it could happen lol. SO meanwhile has just been chilling in his shirt pockets most of the week
Maple: once he learns this is temporary he has a little too much fun making doll sized furniture for SO. This eventually turns into SO being an avid collector of miniature furniture cause of maple after their week of bittiness. They even have a dollhouse to display it in
Ram: he makes a few too many jokes about SO being bite sized. They go crying to pitch to set Ram straight. Rams not sorry
Pitch: he looks up everything he can about spontaneous shrinking and falls into the rabbit hole of researching brownies instead. By the end of the week, pitch and SO are experts on tiny elves lol
Finn: oop! No swimming this week then! Finn would never risk loosing his SO in the ocean. In fact he’s glued to their side all week! But nobody is more relieved than finn when they grow back. The first thing he does is grab his surfboard in one arm, his back to normal SO in his other arm, and he sprints into the ocean.
Sails: he has to keep protecting SO from his golden retriever, mermaid. She’s a good girl and isn’t trying to hurt SO or anything, but getting doggy kisses is not fun when you’re only a few inches tall.
Hook: He’s pretty protective over SO so they rarely get to leave his shirt pockets. And hook is also a jerk. Poor SO has to hear all his dirty comments he says under his breath to get them flustered. What are they gonna do? They’re two inches tall, they can’t win this fight. He deserves whatever revenge he gets when SO goes back to normal
Captain: this jerk puts a kiddie leash on SO like they’re a chihuahua or something. And no amount of arguing will get captain to let SO take it off. They’re on a ship in the middle of the ocean with high winds. It’s for their own good
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