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sky-is-the-limit · 8 months

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(+18/MDNI/afab y/n)

(P.s I'm not a writer, just sharing my filthy thoughts about this man) Writers feel free to get inspired from the idea!

Okay, I get how most people say that Price would have a praise kink, I see the vision, I get it but I feel like that would be more outside the bedroom or in a more emotional/intimate situation. Generally? Corruption kink all the way, degradation and all. (I saw someone else talking about it and if you see this, I'm glad we share the same braincell)

It'd start with you accidentally calling him Captain or sir (especially if you have nothing to do with his line of work) while teasing him about something, rolling your eyes while stressing his title full of sarcasm. You know damn well, if there's a word that comes to mind every time this man steps into a room, it's authority.

So first time it happened, he'd demand you say it again so he can hear it from your lips, to make sure he heard that right while cornering you against the kitchen counter. If a look could make you foreseen how the rest of the night would unfold, it would be the one in his eyes while you repeat 'Captain' in a seductive tone, almost provocatice in a way when you realise how turned on he is by one single word.

Lips parted, pupils blown as if he had just calmed down from a third orgasm, all because you called him a word he hears a hundred times, every day, years now.

"I had an exhausting day at work and all I wanted was to come home and relax." He's used to commanding so many soldiers, receiving respect even from his superiors and yet here you are, with your pretty eyes, barely clothed and many years younger, teasing him with a smirk that's pressing all his buttons.

He thinks it's cute, really, how you act like you're gonna get away with it because he knows damn well a part of you is doing it on purpose. How you always stare at him like a starved woman when he's putting on his military uniform every morning before he gets to base, how you find every excuse to visit him in his office, just to watch him be that. Be the Captain who orders people around, the one who's in control.

"And you decided to be a disrespectful little brat, hm?" He leans in closer, barely an inch away from your face, his intense stare never breaking eye contact. The dominant tone in his voice sending a shiver down your spine whilst you unsuccessfully try your best to appear composed, a smirk forming on your lips before you turn your gaze out the window. Bad idea? Or the best one you had in a while?

"Answer me. Was that your intention?" Price demands, placing two fingers under your jaw, a thumb on your bottom lip as he lifts your head up so you can look into his eyes.

"Yes." You whisper sweetly, putting on an innocent facade that would fool no one, especially him. You know exactly what he wants from you, what he wants to hear. Every word coming out of your mouth calculated to get the exact reaction you've been craving. You're proven right as you watch his bottom lip twitch at your simple, incomplete answer.

He seems fed up, annoyed with your disrespect but before you get to hear his next 'command', he stops before it even begins. You thought you could outsmart him, get a reaction out of him, how cute.

The smirk you had on your face, slowly dropping from your lips as it forms onto his, tilting his head to the side as if he's accepting an unspoken challenge you bet with him the second you called him by his title. His strong, defined arms drop from the counter where he had you trapped, crossing them over his chest as he takes two steps back.

"Then you get nothing." He announces nonchalant, leaning back against the table comfortably as you try to process what he just said. The expression on his face showing how much he's enjoying the surprised look on your face, watching your plan backfire and him not reciprocating your little game. It's torture, really.

You can already feel your black, satin panties soaking up the reaction happening from just his voice, your heart beating so fast like it's the end of the night when it hasn't even started yet. And so your plan comes down crushing on you as your mouth runs faster than your brain can even try to catch up when a whiney, pathetic "Please, Captain" escapes your mouth.

Yeah, that's exactly what he wanted to hear. If you could capture the look on his face right now, you could use it as comfort between the sheets when he's away and you have to do all the work yourself.

"You have to make it up to me, don't you think?" Price mumbles quietly, like every filthy scenario he can think of, is playing right in front of him and takes two steps closer to you, your skin burning with anticipation. Gulping down all the saliva that gathered in your mouth, you nod shyly before taking a deep breath. The sight of you must be truly pathetic right now but you couldn't care less.

"Get down on your knees for me." His command sends your body into a spiral, your brain can't even bother with working on something to say as your knees weakly give in, like every nerve in you was waiting for this. You don't even process how fast you drop down in front of him, the only thing bringing you back to reality is his deep chuckle, tone clearly mocking your eagerness as you slide your hands up to his thighs. Oh the sight must be really-

"Pathetic." Your eyes mesmerised, following the motion of his right hand as it grabs the buckle of his belt, your mouth already parting like you're waiting desperately to be fed. The sound of it being undone like music to your ears. Timidly, you turn your gaze back to his face, the slight smirk never leaving his lips as he looks down at you, his index finger caressing your bottom lip, softly.

"Let's see if that pretty little mouth of yours can still be disrespectful after I fuck into it."

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eternalfics · 2 months

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hii, can i request a saiki x gn!reader who can change fate? ty! :3

saiki x gn!reader who can change fate

a/n: like I said on 2 hc posts ago, I kinda left my requests in my inbox, so if u made a request it’s kinda gonna take a while since u got 2-4 in front of you..

summary: saiki with a reader who can change the future and stuff! 🥳

HOW YOU GUYS MET

when you guys first met, you guys were paired up for a school trip. it was.. decent, slightly awkward but it was fine! you were going to get through this with this quiet, silent man. of course you could have changed partners, but you decided to see how life is without your powers! (which was going.. well 🥲)

(this is based on s1 ep 12 btw)

when you guys got at the airport, everyone was so excited! of course, saiki looked the same. maybe he’s one of those people with a rbf? 😇

but all of a sudden, just one announcement about the flight getting delayed and the class looks like zombies. people who were jumping around had their heads on their hands.

yumehara had a lot of snacks in her bag? but now you could just see her blank expression and her stuffing them in her face.. not even hairo could have cheered them up. maybe you could just have a cheat day?

yeah that would sound good. all of sudden, the tv showed that the hurricane is gone! somehow, everyone’s back in a good mood. who knew that a trip could make everyone depressed? everyone’s better, but that guy who you were paired up with saki- sekai? saiki! yeah him, it seems that he’s looking at you. do you think he knows?

HEADCANONS

when saiki needs help or suspects something, your the first person he goes to! I mean, who else would he go to?

I’m just gonna assume that saiki already knows that you can change fate and you already knows that he has psychic powers!

out of all of the psychics in their class, saiki would say your the best one. well, your kinda not a psychic but your the best one he works with 😋

sometimes when your feeling playful or mischievous, you like to threaten saiki when he’s in certain situations😈

“what happened?”

“I finally got away from teruhashi. I swear nobody leaves me alone these day-“

“gimmethat200yenthatyouowemeori’llmakehercomeback,”

“..let’s talk about thi-“

sometimes saiki likes to annoy you too! it’s a playful relationship. but that dosen’t mean that you guys aren’t serious at times

overall, maybe your not a nuisance after all 😘

#kusuo saiki #kusuo saiki x reader #kusuo saiki x y/n #saiki fluff #saiki k x reader #saiki kusuo fluff #saiki kusuo x male!reader #saiki kusuo x reader #saiki kusuo x female!reader #saiki kusuo x gn!reader #the disasterous life of saiki k #saiki x you #saiki x reader #saiki kusuo x you #saiki kusuo x y/n #saiki imagine

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the-ace-with-spades · 2 months

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This, I hope, will eventually be posted on ao3 as a proper fic – current draft title is exhumation — but just in case it will not, gonna post it here and let it stew

Canon Divergence AU with secret Identity and later identity reveal drama

(also this involves the backstory from the Ghost comic because I vaguely remember reading it when I was in high school…)

Soap and Ghost meet before they become Soap and Ghost. Johnny is 20, Ghost is 25, and they’re stationed around the same place but different squads — somewhere not far away from Manchester — and they don’t know they’re both from SAS. They meet when Tommy tries to be supportive of Simon’s newly announced queerness and takes him out to a gay bar on Canal Street. Tommy is the one to chat up Johnny (while Simon, obviously not a fan of crowds or loud places, hides away in the bathroom) with ‘see, my brother this and that’ and ‘if you give my brother a chance, he will this and that’. Believe it or not, once Simon strolls back in with all his social awkwardness, Johnny is actually charmed. Things roll around for a couple of months before they admit to each other they’re in the armed forces.

By the time they find out Simon is of higher rank, they’re already gone for each other. They decide to keep going anyway — it’s legal, as of 2001, and they’re not planning on getting a civil partnership for a while, anyway, so in the end, they keep going. Simon changes his next of kin on file to Johnny, they ‘share’ a flat off base, and Johnny’s met Simon’s mum and brother. He more or less knows the lore of the Riley family, mostly how much of a piece of shite his father was and Tommy’s recently fought addiction, and somehow, Simon feels alive for the first time in his life.

It’s all going so perfect, they’ve been together for almost two years, which isn’t long for most, but feels like forever when you’re in the military. Johnny gives him a ring, a sterling silver one with thistle ornaments and a small garnet centre stone. It’s not a proposal, they can’t get married legally, and they won’t have anything but Simon’s will binding them legally for as long as they’re both in the forces — Simon doesn’t know it, but there’s a matching simple band waiting to slide in with the ring he’s got on his tags, and one day, Johnny plans for him to have a full set.

Simon and his team get send out, Simon tells him it’s going to be a long one, somewhere in one of the Americas — Central or South, if he had to guess by all the self-learning Spanish books that cluttered Simon’s bedside table — and Johnny, well, he’s got a bad feeling but when does he not, with their jobs?

Simon’s team gets back, partially. There’s talk about betrayal from his captain, and he’s painfully absent, Simon’s friends look half-dead and act half-dead and no one is telling Johnny anything. He spends his afternoons with Simon’s mum, taking care of her as best as he can while Simon is gone, even though it was never the plan, and dodges Tommy’s aggressive questions, because he knows goddamn nothing.

Johnny doesn’t give up. He waits.

Simon is gone six months — MIA, officially, but KIA in the words of anyone from the brass — when he emerges back from South America, giving Johnny a new heart and a new life. He comes back different, but Johnny doesn’t care, it’s Simon, it’s still him, and maybe there’s something dead in his eyes, and maybe he spaces out more often than not, and maybe he feels cold in Johnny’s arms, and maybe he doesn’t sleep in the same bed, but it’s still Simon, he just needs to heal and figure out how to keep on living.

And Simon tries — he’s got episodes every day, than every other day, than every week, every other week. He goes to therapy, he spends his days cooking with his mum, spends his days cleaning the whole of their flat again and again, spends his days wandering around Manchester, buying Johnny’s favourite drinks, favourite books, favourite breakfast babs.

He tells Johnny bits and pieces, about what happened, enough that Johnny can put it together in a horrifying if blurred picture, and things start to improve, slowly.

He comes back to their bed. He wakes up before Johnny, makes him breakfast, kisses him on the forehead and struggles with the crosswords from the newspapers he picked on his morning run. He goes out with his former teammates, very short trips but trips nonetheless. He stops being afraid to be alone with his nephew, stops being afraid he'll hurt him. He never quite gets used to the scars, covering them more often than not, not wanting the looks.

Second week of December, ten months after he was brought back to the UK from North America, his psychiatrist signs him off for a phased return to duty. No deployments, only base and training site duties, regular sessions with both the psychiatrist and the psychology for the first four months.

Johnny hasn’t seen his family since before Simon gone MIA — finally feeling okay-ish, Simon tells him to go Scotland for Christmas. He’s got his mum, his brother, his sister-in-law and his nephew, and he’s, weirdly, feeling almost optimistic about life.

Obviously, he can’t be happy for long and shit hits the fan.

On Christmas Day, Johnny gets a call from Greater Manchster Police. He and his sister drive down the country and in the early morning of the Boxing Day, Johnny is showed the tags with the familiar silver ring on it, sooted at the edges and slightly misshapen, melted.

Fifteen minutes after he identifies Simon’s body, they tell him he killed his whole family, probably in a PTSD induced episode, then set their house on fire and killed himself right after, when the trauma-haze went down. They tell him he was lucky not to be there when it happened.

Johnny doesn’t believe it. Simon’s mind’s been bad, but it’d always turn on Simon, not on others, he had too much control to let any episode take him over so much. So he doesn’t care what the police or the public says — he arranges the funeral and Simon is buried with the rest of his family.

Meanwhile, Simon goes on a rampage in Mexico. He kills everyone and anyone he even suspects to be involved with Roba’s people. He leaves a trail of dead people behind him for weeks until finally, the US military catches up — General Shepherd catches up and identifies him. The British Army doesn't know what to do with him — officially, he's dead already, the General Register Office has already issued his death certificate to his NOK, the armed forces had condemned his family's tragedy. His existence is…inconvenient. He is suspected to be either compromised or too unstable to be of use to the Army, even if SAS sees how valuable someone who could single-handedly destroy a whole cartel family and fake his own death could be.

Enter John Price, who had met Simon during SAS selection and had a bit too soft of a heart. There's a mural agreement — Price will take personal responsibility to keep him on a leash, at least until he proves he is not a liability, and he will remain dead on paper but active in the Army. No one is to know he is alive — not even Johnny, or maybe especially Johnny, who will be the last person anyone will see as a revenge method. Simon Riley's name is redacted from all available documents.

And thus, Ghost, a nameless lieutenant and a walking cautionary tale, is born.

The only thing Ghost has not predicted is that eventually, almost six years after he put Simon into the grave, Johnny will join the 141.

And somehow, Ghost is just Johnny's type, again.

#yes this going to be a then/now pov mix #soap angst will be like 70% of it #ghostsoap #ghoap #cod #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #fic ideas #charlie writes #haven't slept yet so going now #goodbye be back in 2h #op

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eluminium · 1 month

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SKIZZ WEEK DAY 7. FINAL DAY. Well, okay I have to catch up on day 3 and day 6 BUT. STILL. DAY 7!!! this one got LONG again. I based this fic on that one scene from Skizz's episode 1 where Beef decides they're gonna spoon each other. Yeah.

As always, HUGE thanks to @skizzlemanweek for organizing this in the first place! It has been really fun to write for and the fact that it got me to write shit after like, 2 years of inactivity is insane. Huge props to them!!!

ANYWAYS! ONTO THE FINAL DAY!

Prompt 7: Free day!

Okay. Take some deep breaths, Skizz. It's not that big of a deal. You are fine! It's just being on THE Hermitcraft server with all the hermits as a hermit. That's just your average Tuesday for the Skizz- wait.

Void, he is on HERMITCRAFT. He's a HERMIT. FOR REAL. Is this real?! Or has he been dreaming or hallucinating?! His eyes dart around, and yep, those are hermits. Quickly, he pinches his arm. He lets go just as quickly with a squeak to boot when it's confirmed that this is real. He is a Hermit.

Now, he isn't the type of person to be nervous or scared. He thinks of himself as a pretty chill guy! He's Skizzleman. What dignity does he have to lose? However, maybe the fact he's not the type of guy to freak out means that because he's freaking out right now he has NO clue how to cope. He's so cool that he forgot how to deal! Agh, why now!?

"I'm gonna make a bed for our team, so we're gonna sleep in a communal bed, cuz there's only one right now." Someone- Oh it's Clebert!- comments while a newly crafted white bed appears next to the crafting table and furnace combo. It shakes Skizz out of his thoughts and back to the present, thank void. It's also a sweet reminder that just because he's on Hermitcraft doesn't mean he's a total stranger! In his mining team (what were they called again? Musterd Milktots? What is a milktot-) he's got Clebert and Tango Top! He knows them well! Then there's Doc, and he's hung out with Doc before! Like at the OlympZITS! And last, there's Beef! Who he….uh…Okay, he's never talked to Beef before. But how hard could it be? He'll charm his way into Beef's heart soon enough.

Speaking of the man, here he comes over the hills now! "I have a bed already. I have a bed!" he announces as he jogs over to use the crafting table. The sky behind him has faded to a soft yellowish orange as the sun sets on Skizz's first official day on Hermitcraft. Good thing they managed to make these beds in time!

Cleo seems to agree as she declares: "Oh okay! Now we can split up our sharing of the beds! That's cool!" While they speak, Tango appears behind them. He doesn't even acknowledge what just happened. The blaze man starts placing dirt around their little area to prepare for the night. Skizz giggles to himself. He's always task-focused, that guy.

As night starts falling, it dawns on Skizz that they only have two beds. And there are currently four of them. Doc disappeared somewhere, but he was told Doc tends to do that. Still, even with one less Milktot, they need to share beds in pairs or have one or two of them sleep on the ground. Well, he can do both! Nothing against a little snuggling with the homies!

"So, everyone under the covers?" He asks, looking between his fellow teammates. They also seem to have realized the situation and come to the same conclusion as him.

Their faces tell Skizz of the various levels of internal conflict occurring in this dirt hut. Tango doesn't seem very excited at all with the low burning flame on his head and a frown decorating his face. Cleo also wears a frown on her lips but a glint of understanding in her eyes. Once again, Skizz doesn't know Beef well enough to read him accurately, but he seems the most accepting out of the three. That's when it dawns on him that maybe not everyone is as comfortable with cuddling the homies. And now he feels like a dumbass for instantly jumping to that option. And he's the new guy, too! Void, this is going great so far!

Okay, how can he fix this? Maybe he can volunteer to sleep on the ground. Or he could invite Tango to a bed (god he's gonna get a headache from all these jokes he shouldn't make-!) since Tango knows him best and Skizz already has experience dealing with Tango's fire. Besides, they both have old man backs. If they sleep on the ground, they'll be incapacitated for days. And there's no way Tango should be allowed to do that, not on his watch!

But as he's turning towards Tango to make the offer, Beef unexpectedly grabs his gaze instead. Huh-?

"Skizz, you're mine~. Get in here, big boy," He growls in an overly sultry tone. Completely outta nowhere! So outta nowhere Skizz can't help but giggle at it.

Now, he recognizes what a bit is and realizes that it's probably an attempt by Beef to lighten the mood. So obviously, he's gotta keep it going! That's the one rule of improv, baby!

"Big spoon or little spoon?" He responds in a comedically deadpan tone while moving towards one of the beds. Cleo and Tango laugh at his theatrics, and the mood does indeed lighten. Mission success! He and Beef also chuckle a bit before Skizz moves between the beds and puts on a more serious face.

"Okay, for real though. How are we doing this? Are there some kind of Hermit rules around snuggling with your fellow Hermits I don't know about?" He asks the other three.

"No Skizz, I don't think we have rules about that. Although I don't know how…safe and comfortable it is to cuddlebear ol' Tango over here. With all the fire stuff and possible burnificating in your sleep," Tango responds honestly. Skizz rolls his eyes.

"Come on, Top. You're not that bad, dude! We've shared many a bed during Third Life, and Last Life, and Limited Life, and Secret Life-"

"Don't act like you weren't complaining in the morning! You were like: 'Ooo Tango I'm never cuddling with you again! This is awful, bleugh!'"

"That's because I got SWEATY from your crazy body heat! Not because I was on FIRE like you seem to be thinking!!!"

"Okay guys we get it, you're very affectionate with each other and it's cute, now lets get back to the point!" Cleo calls out to stop this madness before it escelates into a slap fight. Skizz and Tango both shut up in compliance.

"I have an idea!" Beef chimes in. All of them turn their eyes to him. They stay silent but nod at him to continue.

"Cleo, you can't really feel temperature, correct?" Beef asks, turning towards said Cleo.

"Yeah, being a zombie and all," Cleo answers with a shrug.

"So if you and Tango take one bed, we'll minimize the amount of…sweating happening. And, for you Cleo, it'll be easier to keep your body warm enough not to freeze up during the night!" Beef finishes off.

Tango and Cleo both contemplate this plan. It makes a lot of logical sense to split it up that way.

Cleo turns to Skizz. "Can you promise that he doesn't light up like a flamethrower? Don't get me wrong! I do like fire, just not ON me," She asks him. Tango makes some vaguely offended noises in the background despite the fact he was the one who brought it up.

"I promise you, Clebert! Top sleeps like a dead man. There's no way he'll light up at all. And if he does, dude, just kick him off the bed. It'll be funny," He answers with a smile and a wink. Then he laughs at the increased amount of offended Tango noises. They're just the best, okay!

"Alright I guess it's you and me, Tango. We'll sleep back to back, yeah?" Cleo gestures at Tango while she starts preparing the bed closest to them. Tango sounds like he agrees, but Skizz has already tuned them out to focus on his deal with Beef.

"So, I guess I was yours, huh?" He jokes as Beef joins him by the other bed.

"I guess so!" Beef cheers back.

For a second, they just stand there. Waiting for the other to make a move. …Maybe Skizz should give Beef the bed anyway. Skizz's the new guy, after all. He can't be making moves like this.

"Hey man, if this is really not your style, I'm fine with sleeping on the ground," He offers, meeting Beef's eyes. Said eyes light up in amusement, however.

"I think everyone in this hut knows that if anyone slept on the grass they'd wake up with a ton of back pain. We're all too old for that! Unless you'd feel uncomfortable, but I'll take a guess that you're not considering…you know." Beef reassures while patting Skizz on the back. He's right on that. It doesn't really bother Skizz…Then Beef's face morphs into one of contemplation.

"I was thinking more about how we're gonna fit in this bed," He continues, gesturing to said bed.

Oh, oh yeah. Second observation of the night. The bed is kinda small for them. They're both big, burly, broad men, for crying out loud. Unless they're going to connect like puzzle pieces, there is no way both of them are fitting in this bed.

Skizz smacks his lips. "Well, big guy. Either we snuggle up real close, or one of us ends up on the ground. You in?" He says bluntly, almost like a challenge.

Beef thinks about it before exclaiming: "I'm in," while lifting up the blanket. He then crawls in towards the opposite edge of the bed and lays sideways. Skizz has never been one to think too hard before doing something, so he crawls in next, and the great shuffling begins.

It's, well, not the easiest. Each time one of them moves an inch, something gets kicked, punched, or pushed. It's a miracle that they manage to avoid kneeing each other in the jewels. But eventually, they managed to settle into a comfortable position. What a blessing!

That blessing ends up being them curling their legs around each other like two strings of DNA, pressing together like a sandwich, and Beef's head resting on top of Skizz's, while Skizz almost has his face in Beef's mantits. It's not something Skizz thought would be included in his first day on Hermitcraft, but he isn't unhappy about it. Beef seems content, breathing a sigh of relief as they finally fit together. Afterward, he lets out some soft laughter that Skizz feels more than he hears.

"Welcome to Hermitcraft, Skizzleman. This has been your initiation ritual into this madness," He jokes, his log-like arms resting around Skizz's back.

"I think I'm gonna like this gig," He responds with a laugh before wiggling a little bit. He feels Beef smile into his hair. On the other side, the shuffling sound from Tango and Cleo ceases as well. After a long negotiation, everyone is finally comfortable.

"Goodnight, everyone," Skizz says.

"Goodnight." The others respond.

As silence falls on the Musterd Milktots dirt hut, Skizz feels the most relaxed in months. Beef is already drifting off based on his breathing, and soft snores are heard from the other side. As Skizz starts succumbing to sleep, he thinks:

"Yeah. I'm gonna love it here."

#skizzleman #skizz week 7 #skizz week #vintagebeef #zombiecleo #tangotek #my writing #hermitfic #WOO HOO LAST DAY #GOOD JOB TO EVERYONE WHO PARTICIPATED #YOU DID GREAT!!!#dose of skizz #dose of beef

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heart-of-gold-outlaw · 5 months

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Happy Holidays, You Idiot (Soap x Ghost)

By the fucking grace of God, the 141 gets leave for the holidays. Soap almost feels like kissing someone. It's been too long since he's been home, and even longer since he's seen his family. He's looking forward to it—can't wait, really—but then he hears that Ghost will be spending Christmas alone and, well... that just won't do. One thing leads to another, and that's how Soap winds up back home, masked L.T. in tow, ready to brave the season... and pretend he doesn't have a massive crush on his superior officer.

Too bad Soap's family can see right through him. Hopefully Ghost is a little more oblivious.

AO3

It's a goddamn Christmas miracle. It has to be. Lately, leave's been few and far between for the rest of the base, let alone the 141, and Soap had already prepared himself for the inevitable "no, I won't be able to make it home for the holidays" conversation he'd need to have with his mother. She always understands, eventually, even though Soap knows it kills her to not have her youngest home for Christmas. Still, she usually tells him not to get himself into too much trouble, and Soap pretends he doesn't hear the worry in her voice.

"I know ye can handle yourself, dear," she'd told him one Easter, "but please tell me ye've got someone to look after ye."

"Aye, Ma, I do," he'd reassured her. "We all take care o' each other." Then, before he could stop himself: "And nobody's takin' me down while Ghost's still breathin'."

"Ghost?" Soap had winced at the curiosity in her voice. "Is he the one with the mask in that picture ye sent us?"

"Aye, that'd be him."

"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, he's a right terror!"

Soap had laughed, told her she didn't know the half of it, and that had been enough to get her to stop worrying for the time being. He hadn't made it home for Christmas that year, either, but his mother seemed a little more okay with it since she knew he was in good hands.

Now, though, Soap can hardly believe it as Price announces they can all go home for a few weeks. There's a barely hidden smile on the Captain's face as Gaz lets out an excited whoop and immediately dashes towards his room to start packing. Soap tries not to immediately follow suit. He's excited, sure, but he knows that if he starts getting ready now, he'll finish too early and have nothing to do until the plane takes off. The anticipation would just about kill him.

His eyes flick to Ghost, who takes the news as silently as he takes everything else. Briefly, Soap thinks he sees a flash of something behind the mask, but it's gone before he can think too much about it. He frowns. Ghost never takes leave, never talks about it. As far as Soap knows, he stays on base if he can, doesn't tell anybody where he goes if he can't. Regardless, Soap's pretty sure Ghost is alone no matter the occasion.

The thought of his lieutenant spending the holidays by himself makes Soap's heart twist. When Price leaves to start making preparations of his own, Soap jogs to catch up to Ghost, who's already halfway out of the room. Ghost glances down at him, eyebrow raised, but doesn't say anything that would suggest Soap should clear out.

"So," Soap says as casually as he can. "We get t' go home for the holidays. Bit of a surprise, eh l.t?"

Ghost lifts one shoulder in half of a shrug. "Bound to happen eventually."

"My ma's gonna be thrilled. Da, too." Soap smiles, already looking forward to seeing them both. "And I s'pose I should tell my brothers as well. Bastards."

At this, Ghost finally looks at him. "You have brothers?"

"Aye." Soap rolls his eyes. "Two of them. They just about skinned me alive when I enlisted, said if they wound up burying me, they'd dig me up just to kill me again." He snorts at the memory. "I'm the youngest, so I guess it's their job to give me hell."

Ghost huffs at that, something halfway between a laugh and a scoff, and Soap grins.

"What about you?" Soap can feel his curiosity threatening to drown him. "What are ye gonna do with all this free time, eh?"

For a moment, Ghost doesn't answer. If Soap wasn't watching him, he would have missed the way his eyes widened ever so slightly behind the mask, the way his shoulders tensed like he's ready for a fight. It must be a sore subject, and Soap feels his smile dim a bit.

"Ye don't have to tell me," he starts, but Ghost is already shaking his head.

"Thought I might stay here," he says, like it's normal and obvious and decidedly not the saddest thing Soap's heard all day. Brown eyes glance over at him, and Ghost must see something on his face, because he shrugs again and continues: "Holidays don't do much for me."

Soap gapes at him. "But it's Christmas."

"It's December 10th, Johnny."

"Ach, ye ken what I mean." Soap rolls his eyes, recognizing the diversion for what it is. "So... what? Ye'll spend the whole time on base?"

Ghost hums. He sounds entirely unbothered by the whole situation. "Something like that."

He's clearly trying to get Soap to drop the subject, and indeed, there isn't much to go on. But Soap's not so easily deterred. The holidays are a big deal in his family—especially Christmas—and he can't imagine anyone wanting to spend them alone.

That's when the idea hits him: the wonderful, beautiful, absolutely idiotic idea that's sure to get him in more trouble than he's worth.

"Well now," he says, his smile returning with a vengeance. "I can't have ye spendin' Christmas by yerself, Ghost."

As soon as the words leave his mouth, Soap knows he's in for it. He doesn't regret them, not in the slightest, but it's far too late to take them back.

Ghost eyes him suspiciously. "What's that s'posed to mean?"

"It means," Soap isn't sure why his heart suddenly beats a little faster in his chest, but he skillfully keeps it from showing, "that yer comin' with me."

It's definitely not protocol to give a command to his superior officer. And it shows. Ghost stops walking so abruptly that his boots almost squeak on the floor, and he slowly cranes his head to the side until he's staring down at Soap. For a moment, Soap's not sure he's going to survive long enough to make it home for the holidays, and he starts going through a mental catalogue of people he wants at his funeral.

Great. Wonder what cemetery my brothers'll have to dig me out of.

Ghost keeps staring at him, face carefully neutral. Neither one of them so much as breathes.

"What?" Ghost eventually asks, breaking the silence. His voice sounds like he's swallowed a bag of rocks.

It's even harder than usual for him to focus, what with Ghost's eyes, still smudged with greasepaint, looking at him so intently. But Soap holds his ground. He can already feel the corners of his lips twitching with another mischievous smile.

"I said," he continues, rolling his shoulders back, "yer comin' with me. To Glasgow. For Christmas."

Ghost shakes his head. "No."

"Yes."

"Johnny..." A warning.

Soap chuckles and punches Ghost lightly on the arm, pretending that his skin doesn't light up at the contact. "Aw, c'mon l.t," he whines. "It'll be fun! Da always makes too much food anyways, an' I can show ye around the city."

"I don't—" Ghost rubs the back of his neck and looks away. "I don't do holidays, Johnny."

"That's because ye've never spent them with my family." Soap practically bounces on his feet as Ghost starts walking again. "Ye can still wear the mask, if that's what yer worried about."

Ghost huffs out a sigh. "That's not—I'm not worried about anything, Sergeant. I just don't think it's a good idea."

"It's a great idea!" Soap knows he's practically begging at this point, but he can't bring himself to care. Nobody deserves to spend Christmas alone. Not even Ghost. "An' if ye won't come with me, then I'll stay here... but yer gonna have to explain to m' Ma why she won't be seein' her babe."

It's a low blow for sure, but if Soap's learned one thing in the 141, it's that in order to win, you have to fight dirty. He sees the exact moment it works, watches as Ghost glowers at him like he's ten seconds away from ripping Soap's head off with his bare hands. Soap just beams at him.

"Fine," Ghost grinds out through his teeth.

He sounds irritated, but there's a hint of softness in his eyes that Soap's learned is mostly reserved for him. His heart does a flip, but he forces it back down before it can beat out of his chest.

"Knew ye'd warm up to me, l.t," he says, patting Ghost on the arm again before turning around. The entire time, he'd been walking in the opposite direction of his room. "Just ye wait: we're gonna have a blast!"

/ / /

The full gravity of what he's done doesn't hit Soap until later that evening. He's in the mess hall when it happens, listening to Gaz rattle on about what to get his little sister for Christmas. Admittedly, Soap isn't really paying attention. His mind keeps wandering back to Ghost. The man was really prepared to spend the holidays alone. Worse than that, he was prepared to spend them on base. Soap knows Ghost is a private man, probably doesn't get out much even when he does go home. It sounds like a lonely life. Not that that's too unusual—in their line of work, it's all part of the gig.

Still, it doesn't sit right. Soap has to wonder what happened in Ghost's past that turned him into who he is today.

"—oap. Soap. Are you even listening?"

Gaz's voice brings Soap back to reality. He blinks, disoriented, and then smiles apologetically.

"Sorry Gaz," he says. "I was thinkin' about something else."

Rolling his eyes, Gaz reaches for his cup of water. There's a barely-noticeable smirk on his lips as he takes a sip. "Those thoughts have anything to do with a certain masked l.t?"

Soap groans, head tilting back to hit the wall with a dull thunk. "How'd ye know?"

"It's not that hard to guess."

Sighing, Soap leans forward and absently mixes the mashed potatoes on his tray. He hopes Gaz is the only one who can read him so well.

"Can I ask you a direct question?" Gaz says after maybe three seconds of silence.

Soap shrugs and shoves a forkful of mashed potatoes into his mouth. "Shoot."

"Are you two fucking?"

He inhales the potatoes instead of swallowing them, and nearly hacks up a lung trying to get them out. Gaz watches him instead of helping. There's a knowing look in his eyes that makes Soap's face flush.

"Gaz, what the fuck?" He chokes.

To his credit, Gaz doesn't waver, just keeps looking at Soap with that same steady smirk. "Well?"

"No!" Soap vehemently shakes his head. "I'm not—he's not... I don't even think he... Gaz!"

Gaz laughs and slides Soap's tray away from him. "Calm down, MacTavish, it was just a question."

"Pretty personal one."

Without his food to mess with, Soap bounces his leg up and down underneath the table. Gaz gives him a shit-eating grin, tips his fingers in a mock salute, and downs the rest of his water.

"For the record," he says, ignoring Soap as he glares at him, "I think you two would be cute together. I mean, you're obviously head over heels for the guy—"

"I am not."

Gaz quirks an eyebrow. "Really?" He lowers the glass of water to give Soap a look. "Then why'd you ask him to spend Christmas with you?"

Soap's eyes widen. "How did ye—"

"Price."

It takes a moment for the name to register, and then Soap drops his head into his hands. Great. Ghost must've complained to their Captain, and now word's going to go around the whole base. Price may be good at keeping classified information a secret, but he's terrible when it comes to gossip.

"He was going to spend Christmas alone, Gaz," Soap finally says. "Christmas. What was I s'posed to do?"

When he finally brings himself to look up, Gaz is laughing at him.

"John MacTavish," he says as he slowly shakes his head. "You are so fucked."

Hey hi I don't even go here, but have chapter one of a SoapGhost Christmas fic

#soapghost #john soap mactavish #soap cod #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #ghost x soap #ghoap #ghoap fic #soap x ghost

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chirpsythismorning · 1 year

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I think what really puts into perspective the likelihood of ST5 premiering in 2025 (I’m gonna predict March 21st for fun), is that a year from now is just barely Summer 2024, and yet as of now, they have not even started filming.

Are fans really expecting them to have season 5 filmed, fully prepped with marketing and promo ready, with everything ready to be released within one year from now (roughly speaking, give or take a couple months)?

In all honesty it's very much the norm for Stranger Things' to have promo leading up to an upcoming season last for months. And I'm not talking like 3-5 months I'm talking a year+.

This isn't like s1 where they put out a trailer and a release date and some low budget marketing roll out on social media, which is something they do for every new Netflix show. This is a $35 million + budget per episode series and thats just to budget for the literal episodes... There are dozens of partnerships they have going on with merchandise and things like that which are discussed and planned for months/years. There are music rights negotiations which go on for months upon years. Shit, post-production has the capacity to take, at the very least half of the time it takes to film, and in some cases as much time or even more. This shit takes time!!!

The build up to a new season is so huge, that each month leading up to it, there are different things dropping, creating the hype that guarantees millions of fans engagement for a long time.

Like 1 year up to the 6 months before the release, promo starts heating up officially. The main accounts for the show will start posting stuff, initially it'll be cryptic using old footage to kind of recap the characters and get us refreshed on where we left off. This time could have some really awesome surprises, but it's mostly casual. If we're lucky we can count on Atlanta filming paparazzi bc those people are insufferable...

6 months up to the one month mark is when it starts to get more real. At this time we're likely to get an episode list announcement, along with sneak peeks and teasers that are quite short, being that they're still likely in the editing process when they are releasing these so it's very much in part them trying to tide us over and keep us interested.

The final 3 months leading up to it is when it gets REAL real. This is at the latest when we'll get a release date announcement, but that's a worst case scenario. I feel like it took so long for them to announce s4, and not until like Feb 2022 bc they wanted to be certain certain. And that could apply to s5 as well. The state of the world isn't like awesome I would say... Look what happened last time? Like it sucks to be the person to say that but I think also considering delays in general, for any reason are a possibility, is also what contributes to my open mindedness about an early 2025 release.

And so based on what we should be expecting for marketing, that means that assuming s5 would somehow premiere in summer 2024, means we are already close to the one year mark, which means promo should be ramping up right now, with literal content to share? And yet we have nothing filmed...?

A lot of people have this idea that s5 is going to take as much time to film as s1 took, which is just not the case. Not saying it will take as long as s4 took, however it's still going to take a while. One of the main factors for this is an in demand cast with conflicting schedules. In a perfect world, everyone would be available all the time throughout the entire production run. Instead what you have is certain actors not available at this time, and so you have to overlap those that need scenes together and schedule according to all of that. And so even if it wouldn't take more than 7 months to film literally, adding another 4+ months might be necessary to accommodate everyones schedules so that they can have these A/B list actors be able to film scenes together.

And then there’s editing and VFX to account for, happening during filming yes, but also with them needing months to focus on AFTER filming is complete. S5 is arguably going to have more VFX than any other season, as most of the season is expected to be surrounded by UD conditions and with the final battle being pretty epic with a 3 headed dragon potentially. Editing is more likely to be 7+ months post filming AT LEAST, vs. like the 4 or less, which is what I think everyone is imagining and telling themselves.

This is also the last season and so they obviously want to focus on the quality, not their ability to churn it out as fast as possible. Rushing for a quick release is just setting themselves up to flop.

The story is over forever after this (excluding spin-off prospects). It would make sense for them to give themselves the wiggle room to make it perfect (the stakes are so fucking high you guys), as opposed to rushing the entire time just to have it release as early as possible.

This also reminds me of what Noah said when asked about s5 premiering in 2024, where he basically just deflected and said that they want to focus on quality… essentially hinting at the fact that it’ll probably not be soon as we’re expecting, but we’re better off for it bc it gives them time to ensure it's the best that it can be and also is just realistic in terms of considering potential unplanned delays.

And then there are the strike implications. While I think the ST production is lucky in that they wouldn't be impacted as much as other productions, that doesn't mean the solidarity won't impact other parts of the production beyond just the writers. This is an industry where people are extremely overworked and underpaid, where a strike could be on the horizon at any moment. And we’re out here telling them hey i know the conditions are horse shit, but I'm gonna need you to step it up and experience even worse conditions bc I need s5 asap... which is just, it’s asking too much if I’m being honest.

Not trying to rain on anyone’s parade here. I know it sucks hearing that it could be another 1 year and 10 months. But lets be serious right now.

All the action that happens in the fandom, building up to the release is arguably just as exciting as the actual premiere and I think we overlook that. Again, once it premieres, it's over. So being so hellbent that it comes as soon as possible, is built on this idea that getting it is the only worthwhile part of this experience, which couldn't be further from the truth. Hiatus and all of the activity that happens during that time is what makes this experience so unique and without it, none of us would be here.

I think realistically, the timeline for s5 production is likely to look something like filming taking place from May 2023-Feb 2024 (giving them AT LEAST 10 months, but if you ask me srs i think it'll take 12...). We should get an announcement post from the official Netflix/ST social media accounts the very day filming starts.

As time passes and they're filming more and more, we will start to get teasers and sneak peaks from the little bit they have filmed from the earlier episodes in the season. Technically they can't spoil that later stuff too much in promotion, so it does work out for us in that sense.

But in all honesty, well planned out and detailed promo is likely to not start getting official until this fall when they’ll actually have at least (hopefully) over half of s5 filmed, and be planning ahead plenty in advance so all of the promo leading up to the release is well thought out.

I won’t rule out Fall 2024. But there are no Friday dates in fall 2024 that ring any bells to me as being the perfect day? Maybe Winter 2024? Or like January/Feb 2025?

The problem is Netflix loves ST for their summers... But summer 2024 is too soon and Summer 2025 is too late imo...

So what it will likely come down to is them trying to be realisitic about their options, and how to ideally get it to match with the setting of the show, which is something they have tried to do with s2-3, but couldn't in s4 (for obvious reasons), and so I definitely see them thinking ahead to try to bring back that approach for s5 if they are able to.

So filming, best case scenario, ends maybe Jan-Feb 2024. If we give them at least 7 months, which is still arguably rushing to me, that lands them in September 2024.

BUT if they were smart they would be realistic and just plan for late 2024/early 2025 so that they don't have to keep delaying... also why they haven't announced a date/year... if it was for certain going to be 2024, they would say it. But they aren't. That alone should tell us they are not willing to make that commitment bc it's not something that can be made when there are so many impromptu factors at play.

I imagine a scenario though honestly, where it takes them a year (12 months to film), so they won't be done until May 2024, which means that they would have until January 2025 to edit with 7 months for that strictly. And that just honestly feels realistic to me to look at instead of hoping that everything just is swift and fast as possible.

Not to mention ST5 2025 just fits.

However, I don't see anything wrong with hoping for late 2024, since as of now I think it is still possible.

But I also think, keeping all of the factors in mind, most notably a potential strike and also them ensuring quality over a speedy release, I think 2025 is something people should also be prepared for as a possibility.

The good news is that we'll know eventually as s5 starts filming and as time goes on.

If filming is complete in 2023 then we could definitely hope for a fall 2024 release. If filming isn't complete officially until early/mid 2024, then pack up your duffel bags bc we're going back to spring break...

#byler #stranger things #stranger things 5 #st promo #st5 preditioncs #i had this in my drafts but bc that rumor from that source #i felt the need to post this #i always get passive aggressive asks when i try to explain why it would be valid for a 2025 release #and i get that people just want it #like i do too #but lets remember we want this shit to be epic crazy good #and we want them to be able to sleep and eat and live not on god awful conditions to succeed in that #marketing is going to go crazy for the final season also #it's going to be like every other season combined #and there there's the potential implications of a 2 vol release....#hell we could get vol 1 in 2024 and vol 2 and 2025 #idk how they'd do it #but 2 vol seems like a major possiblity #and i personally enjoyed getting to theorize in between #i'm sure netflix enjoyed having hype for a show last over 5 months instead of 1-2 at most #it would make sense for them to what to apply that model for the last season of their most memorable series in history...#so that's another thing to consider in terms of release possibilities #AND THEN LETS NOT FORGET ABOUT THE MOVIE DNA BOARD LIKE COME ON WE WILL BE SWAMPED WHEN THAT DROPS #AND THAT COULD LITERALLY DROP WITH IN THE NEXT MONTH TO 5 MONTHS OR SOMEWHERE IN BETWEEN?#or not at all...#we are not ready regardless of thinking we are #which is the best part honestly #we are not ready!!!

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pianocat939 · 1 year

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Imagine this; Yandere! Splinter who sees reader as their own daughter, their interaction is like father and daughter bond and how reader is sweet and gentle also has a motherly figure it reminds him of his mother, but noticed how his sons falling in love or having crush on reader, Imagine Splinter would been like; "Y/N, be my daughter in law and Marry one of my sons"

and reader been like "…eh? (• ▽ •💧)"

Of course, the (yandere) turtles HEARD what their father's words and they start like having competition and who will have reader's hand in marriage. What do you think or react like if one of turtles won? and one of them lose?

With all the feminine-based phrases in this ask, let me confirm that MC is gender-neutral, as always. (I was considering copying and re-wording it tbh)

Tw: isolation, kidnapping, depressive state

Splinter was never the most attentive when it came to what his sons liked or what they did on uneventful days. But recently, he’s noticed a significant change in their behaviour, especially when a certain someone is around.

Leo tends to do everything they ask for, even if it means getting up from a comfortable position. He gets aggressive when someone interrupts his time with them, even if it’s the most innocent creature to exist.

His youngest, Michelangelo, talks about them for an eternity, and not a single word is hateful. Once, when Splinter wandered into his room, the rat man found a shrine of photos, some hoodies, and even a book titled, “Praises for your Divinity”.

His eldest had considerably changed as well: the boy will start to tear up if they announce they have to leave, and on some occasions cling onto them. The worst part is the fact he killed a Foot ninja for following them once (and possibly more).

And finally, his genius son, Purple. He was always inside his lab, only coming out when needed, but if the special someone arrives, he’s already out there waiting at the entrance 10 minutes before. Additionally, he complains how unhealthy their other friends are and mutters about putting more trackers.

Even a mosquito could see that the boys are hopelessly in love, and Splinter can’t help but find it endearing. The person who they admire, Y/n, had always been so caring to this mutant, albeit broken family. It was no surprise that this would happen. Splinter knew in his mind that Y/n would be a great addition to the family. Speaking of which…

“Y/n, would you be willing to be my future child in-law?”

“What do you mean?”

“You see, my boys may not ever marry. They may never find love. It would be dishonorable of me if I didn’t see at least one of them get married so…Maybe in the future, are you willing to accept their hand?”

“Uh…I’ll think about it.”

Meanwhile outside the very room are the four sons, their eyes widened in shock. Someone is gonna be able to marry Y/n in the future, with their father’s approval. They slowly slide off into another room, not wanting the pair to hear the conversation.

“Marry? I get the honour to marry them? This may be the greatest moment of my life~!”

“No. I get to. You can’t even provide what they need, something a truly good husband would do.”

“Leo, you do realize that we’re on the same level, right? Either way, none of you can do a decent job of keeping them safe, which is much more important.”

“Look, maybe we shouldn’t compare ourselves because we have different points here. We should have a competition, with Dad as the judge.”

“Fine, but I’m going to beat you all anyway~”

“What ‘Nardo said except it’s going to be me.”

“I’m getting my spot. You guys aren’t true devotées.”

“May the best brother win.”

Since that day, they’ve amped up their flirting to the point it’s glaringly obvious. They’re trying so hard to get you to love them, and for you to let them love you back.

If they win:

Regal Foot Cloth:

He knows it’s in the future, but the thought makes him so gleeful. You’re going to be bound to him for eternity, and you’ll never leave him. I don't know if it's possible, but he gets even more clingy. Gets teddy bears that have wedding attire as a celebration.

Lather Thou Bald Head With Butter:

We all know he's gonna be cocky. It's like that quote from the Zootopia spin-off, "It's not entitlement if I deserve it." If we were to speak his true feelings he's very honored to serve this position now soon (bro is so excited he forgets the time frame).

(I think my grammar was shit but oh well)

Don't Touch My Flipper Floppers:

He's honestly going to doubt it at first. Like he actually won? Sure, he's never worked so hard for a competition before, but it still shocks him. Marks the day on a data table, and starts to count the days until the actual event.

Mad Raccoon Ate My Bees:

Cries. I kid you not, he will cry. Already starts creating art of you guys getting married even if it won't happen for a while. He's definitely designing all the decorations and attire in his works and obnoxiously hangs them everywhere around the lair.

If they lose:

I don't mean for this to get too dark, but with the circumstances, I think it's the only way possible.

Regina:

It depends on who wins. Worst situation, most likely Leo. He first goes into a depressive state before confronting so said turtle for a rematch. Sure the only way to win the competition is based on your feelings, but he's going to try again because he's not going to let you leave his grasp.

Lin-Manuel Miranda:

(His Vivo soundtracks are so great)

Gets into a big fight. He argues and yells with whichever brother, his emotions completely unhinged. He's so upset he won't talk with anyone for a few days...and kidnaps you to a different dimension only he can see you at. He knows that he shouldn't be a bad loser, but he can't help it.

Donald Duck:

Doesn't accept it. He thinks it's odd that you would pick someone else over him. Mind you, he knows all your likes and dislikes so he finds it puzzling why the outcome isn't what he expected. Similar to Raph, he'll be persistent, but if things don't go well, he might lock them into his lab.

Mort Is The Root Word For Death:

Accuses that you got threatened into saying yes. He fully believes you are at no wrong, so the only conclusion he can come to is that someone intervened. Tries to find all evidence that there was wrong in the competition, to the point they might have to restart.

(This was supposed to be a blurb, but there was so much I had to make it a longer piece. I'm still putting it under the blurbs tag tho.)

#blurbs #yandere rottmnt #yandere tmnt #rottmnt #tmnt #rottmnt x reader #tmnt x reader #tmnt 2018 #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt

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AiPri episode 2

Well. I watched it.

I still find the lack of an audience super awkward. Makes me wonder if this series was first conceived during the pandemic, when they thought performing online was going to be the future of idol activities...

Buzzilume is apparently a new system that only activates based on the audience reaching max enjoyment. None of the student council members have been able to trigger it yet. They seemed surprised that it happened in the last episode, and this is why.

It's the green-haired one that has the Kansai accent. I knew it. WAIT. That's Sora Tokui right!? She sounds so much like Nico except... Kansai. AHHHH. (Possible favorite.)

Sakura says the AiPri bracelet Himari has is a new kind. So Himari DID steal it from the student council!

Himari tries to return it, but the student council says they are gonna produce her instead. If it gets out that a student did Buzzilume Change it will reach the principal, and they aren't supposed to be doing AiPri stuff while at school? I think? (She's not saying 禁止, she's saying like 自習 or 自主??)

So Himari has to keep it a secret. I see. AiPri isn't inherently a secret, it's just this specific situation??

So, it turns out that Himari and Mitsuki promised to debut together when they were young, but both of them broke the promise.

They are roommates. Making for a very awkward confrontation when Himari gets home....

OH NO. STOP. REALLY. ARE WE REALLY DOING THIS.

Himari lies to Mitsuki about debuting. So, Mitsuki, who wanted to apologize for breaking the promise, doesn't get to say anything.

So both of them are keeping their debut a secret even though they both clearly know.

UUGGGHGH

(this is like worst case scenario for me. please let it resolve within this episode.....)

Is Himari eating cheesecake for breakfast.

(Okay I guess it's pound cake. Or toast... maybe...... I didn't see the full crust until I went back to pause it. It really looked like cheesecake when she was biting into it.)

Himari decides to do the right thing, only to find she can't because the student council is stalking her....................

Meanwhile, Mitsuki goes to talk to her brother. Apparently the reason she debuted before Himari is because she wanted to "research" AiPri first for Himari. So she says, anyway.

Himari goes to talk to her brother too. She doesn't explain the full details but he's also basically just like JUST TELL HER

But when Himari goes to find Mitsuki, Mitsuki has already entered AiPri verse and we get to see her transformation animation.

She leaves a note for Himari telling her to watch Miichan on AiPri Verse.

Chii performs first though... FOR A THREE SECOND CLIP. THEY PUT THAT IN THE LAST EPISODE'S PREVIEW. AND IT WAS LIKE THREE SECONDS.

HER SONG WAS ACTUALLY GOOD TOO. MY FAVORITE SO FAR.

Damn Chii really is just a joke isn't she............. I didn't feel bad for her being ignored in the last episode but now I kinda do.

The make-up portion of coord change reminds me so much of Sailor Moon. They showed off nails (and lips too I think?) during transformations because they were selling nail polish, etc. I guess that's another reason I do like the make-up toys.

The actual coord change sequence is shorter though, which is a little disappointing. The whole coord is on one card, after all (for the main AiPri game) but she's just kinda passively floating in space as the coord appears on her.....

Miichan gets Buzzilume Change!

(Ow my eyes.)

(Like I'm not even kidding I had to shrink the window. Those lasers hurt.)

Mii beats Chii!

After the performance, Miichan announces she's changing her name to Mitsuki and quickly returns to confront Himari on... on her bed.

Mitsuki apologizes for debuting first. She wanted to study AiPri, but got carried away when she started having fun and realized she really wanted to be an AiPri. Himari gives her a headbonk and tells her the magic words her brother taught her, "I'm sorry." So Himari apologizes as well for debuting and keeping it a secret.

They realize they both had the same secret. So now it's their secret.

Mitsuki still won't tell Himari what she's gonna broadcast on her channel though heh.

(And now they are probably gonna have to fight the student council if they wanna be a team.)

Anyway, I'm glad Himari keeping her debut a secret from Mitsuki only lasted one episode.

Also glad Mitsuki changed her name. Earlier in the episode I was like umm are we gonna have Mii, Chii, and Hii?? Hmm. I was thinking Himari would just use her own name now that Mitsuki is but then again.... SECRETS.

Welp. I'm still not really feeling this, but I will keep watching. Especially um for... (okay I'll look up the name) Airi! Not that I know much about her yet just LOVE THE VOICE.

I also find it interesting how Rinrin (Lin-Lin?) has long fluffy hair IRL but ties it up when she's an AiPri. You never see that HAHA. Ahhh I can't wait to meet them hahah... Himari and Mitsuki are so bland and they make it hard to take Chii seriously.

Is this Chii's villain origin story right now omg that would be great.

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rowavolo · 3 months

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"Sorry, I have a boyfriend." "I am your boyfriend, idiot." (A silly RowItto drabble)

hehe i finally felt like writing a little silly something simply because i love Itto, he's so silly. Please be niceys to me im insecure about posting my self insert stuff <3

Content includes mentions of alcohol and Itto being a little too drunk, but in like a silly way.

"Come on, big guy." Rowan tugged his boyfriend's arm gently, trying to lead him away from the tavern table they'd been sitting at all evening. The smooth wood was littered with empty glasses and little bowls once full of snacks. The Angel's Share was about to close for the evening, and Rowan had been ready to go home for several hours now.

"Wait, wait, hang on." Itto stumbled momentarily, causing Rowan to brace himself in case the large oni were to crumple to the floor (as if he could stop Itto from taking him down as well). "I can't go home with you." Itto's voice lilted awkwardly.

Rowan sighed inwardly, pinching the bridge of his nose between his forefinger and thumb as his ruffled tail twitched back and forth underneath his cloak. "Why not?" He tried to keep his tone even and passive, but it was somewhat difficult when Itto had been so scatterbrained for the past few hours.

"You're pretty." Itto drawled, punctuating the statement with a long, low groan that garnered them a few strange looks from the few patrons who had yet to vacate the bar for the night. "And small. And a little bit squishy."

Rowan leaned back and bared fanged teeth for a moment as Itto roughly pinched his freckled cheek, displacing his wire-rimmed glasses. "...Thank you?" Rowan scrunched his face up and gently swiped Itto's hand away from him. "But that doesn't tell me why-"

"But I already have a pretty-small-squishy-cute boyfriend. I don't wanna go home with anyone else." Itto pouted.

Rowan let out a soft chuckle and shook his head. "Itto, come on, quit messing around. Let's get home, alright?" He gave the oni's burly arm another tug, trying to guide him towards the door once again.

"Hey, hey! Hands off, little guy! I'm not goin' home with you! I'm super duper flattered and all, but my boyfriend's gonna be back real soon, we're gonna walk home together!"

"I am your boyfriend, Itto." Rowan furrowed his brow and dug his nails into his partner's warm skin.

"Nuh-uh." Itto pointedly tugged his arm away from the boy and crossed his arms, puffing his chest out and looking away with a pointed 'hmph'

"Dude. You're insane. Come on, or I'm gonna leave without you." Rowan stomped one foot, ears flattened against his head beneath his oversized hat. "Then Diluc is gonna throw you in Cider Lake. Again. Do you want that?"

"Yes." Itto announced, as if that's what he'd wanted all along. "I'm waiting to leave with my boyfriend. And you are not my boyfriend. I'd rather get dumped in the lake than betray my boy that way!"

"Are too." Rowan insisted petulantly, bouncing up and down on his tiptoes as he struggled to wrap his head around this elaborate 'bit' his boyfriend was pulling today.

"Are not!" Itto retorted, with an equal amount of petty childishness in his tone.

"Are too!" Rowan squared himself up and faced up to the oni, though it seemed as if he didn't even notice, since Rowan barely reached his chest at his full height.

"No!" Itto blew a raspberry. "My boyfriend is a little kitty-cat guy." He held up his hands to mimic a set of animal ears on top of his head, and wriggled his behind to simulate a tail. "He's small and red and I love him very much, but he's very shy, and if he comes back and you're standing here talking away to me, he's probably gonna go hide! Now shoo!" He explained himself with a slow, deliberate tone.

Rowan tilted his head to the side as he processed this newfound information, then finally realised what must have happened, and why Itto was acting the way he was. "Itto." He said slowly. "My light. My love." He struggled not to burst into laughter. "There is nary a thought at the base of those pretty horns."

Itto looked vaguely confused for a few moments as he tried to decipher what the boy was telling him. "Huh?" He brushed his fingers over his left horn

Rowan shook his head and pulled his hat off to free his ears, then hiked up his cloak to reveal his tail, which waved back and forth in amusement.

"Oh man, Rowan!" Itto exclaimed, his whole face brightening. "There you are! I thought you were never coming back!" Without hesitation, he scooped Rowan up and gave him a bone-crushing hug.

"I didn't go anywhere, you doofus." Rowan leaned away from Itto, wrapping a shaky hand around one of his horns as he tried to lean in and rub his stubbly face up against Rowan's.

"You would not believe the audacity of this guy I just met." Itto adjusted Rowan in his arms as easily as if he were nothing but a sack of flour. "He would not take no for an answer, it was crazy!"

"Itto..." Rowan sighed and shook his head slowly. "I know, right?" Itto hefted Rowan into a bridal-style position. "But I told him, I have the cutest, prettiest, squishiest boyfriend in all of Teyvat, and I wasn't having any of his sneaky charms!"

Rowan couldn't help but giggle at Itto's chicanery. "Yeah. Right."

"C'mon, don't say it like that. You're the only one for me, babe." Itto announced, loudly enough for the dwindling handful of people in the tavern to hear clearly. He pressed a few scattered kisses against Rowan's face and head. "Now let's get out of here, before mister pushy comes back."

Please don't repost, steal, copy or otherwise plagiarise my writing! This includes posting translations to other sites and using it to teach bots!

#rowitto #oc x canon #canon x oc #self insert #self shipping #self shipper #self ship community #selfship writing #self ship #s/i x canon #f/o x s/i #s/i x f/o #itto x rowan #f/o community #my writing #lore drop

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He's my son, not yours! Part 3

Part 1 Part 2

Another shoutout to @gelu-the-babosa-multiversal. Hope you all enjoy! Sorry again for taking so long. Life is busy.

"Chief, are you unwell?" Chase asked, pulling Charlie from his thoughts.

"Huh? What was that, Chase?" Charlie asked.

"Sir, you have been acting unusual all day." Chase commented. "Are you feeling unwell?"

Charlie gave a weak smile at his partner. "No, I promise. Just have a lot on my mind."

"Well, we have finished our nightly patrol." Chase announced as they drove to the Firehouse.

"Already?" Chief asked. "Time flew by fast." Once they were inside the Firehouse, he got out of the driver's seat. "Think I'm gonna call it a night. See you in the morning, partner."

"Have a pleasant rest, Chief Burns." Chase said as he transformers and went to the base.

Once he was away from the police-bot, Charlie allowed himself to stop smiling. Since the incident this afternoon, he's been in a negative mood. He knew he was being ridiculous, but what that woman said had gotten him.

While being called 'grandpa' was a hit to his ego, (he knew he wasn't a young man, but he wouldn't consider himself that old.) It was wait she said about Captain Rogers and Cody that really got under his skin. And seeing Captain Rogers with Cody and Cody practically showing his adoration for the war hero for the whole world to see only added salt to that wound.

And Tony's words kept echoing faintly in his head. "If you're not careful, Cap could take your place as Cody's dad."

He just wanted to go to his bed and try to forget about this afternoon. Hopeful a good sleep would help him realize how stupid this entire thing was. But as he got closer to the kitchen, he overheard Dani speak.

"And then that hag called dad 'grandpa'!" He heard her say. He felt a knot form his stomach.

"Does she have to tell everyone about that?" He thought. He knew she meant no harm, but it still made him uncomfortable.

"Who does that lady think she is?!" Kade asked, sounding outraged.

"That's how I felt!" Dani exclaimed. Then Charlie heard her take a deep breath, then she spoke in a calmer tone. "Though we did see Captain America again. He was waiting with Cody, the lady thought he was Cody's dad."

"Well, I guess that kind of makes sense why she would think Captain Rogers was Cody's dad." He heard Graham comment.

Then Kade spoke up. "Yeah, I'm their both blonds, they dress alike, at least when Captain America isn't wearing his costume."

"And they do have a lot in common, when you think about it." Charlie heard Graham add. "They both have that boy-scout attitude, they're both rather old-fashioned, and even have some of the same interests."

Chief stood still as the knot in his stomach seemed to grow and expand to his whole body. "Even my own kids think Captain America could be more like a father to Cody than me?" He felt his blood burn a bit.

Not wanting to hear anymore, he marched into the kitchen, startling the three.

"Dad! Hey, uh, welcome back." Dani awkwardly. "How was-"

"Have any of you seen Cody?" Chief Burns asked, sounding rather snappy. "I need to talk to him."

"He's the bots." Kade replied.

"Thanks." He replied, curtly. "I'm gonna see him and then I'm gonna call it a night." Then he walked away, not giving his three older kids a chance to say anymore.

"Has he been that moody all day?" Kade asked.

"Cut him slack, Kade." Dani scolded. "I just told you what happened."

"Yeah, just didn't think he'd still be upset about it." Kade declared.

Graham frowned. "This isn't just because of the 'grandpa' thing, is it?"

Dani frowned. "He hasn't officially said anything, but I figure Captain Rogers being confused as Cody's dad got to him more than the grandpa thing."

"What makes you think that?" Graham asked. "He's never seemed to mind Captain Rogers behaving like that towards Cody before."

"And its not like Captain Rogers is trying to replace Dad." Kade added.

Then Dani said. "Still, I think Dad might be a bit jealous. Or at least thinks Cody would rather have Captain Rogers as a dad instead of him."

"That ridiculous." Kade declared. "Cody would never do that. He loves Dad, he's his hero."

"What did Cody say about this?" Graham asked. "He wouldn't let Dad feel like that."

"I didn't tell him." Dani admitted. "I didn't want him to feel bad and things were already tense, I didn't want to risk making it worse. Hopefully, when Dad goes to see him, he'll be able to make him feel better, even if he doesn't understand why Dad's upset."

"Yeah, like Kade said, Dad is Cody's hero." Graham said. "He wouldn't want anyone else as a father, not even a superhero."

"I shouldn't have snapped at them like that." Charlie thought as he went to the Rescue Bots' base.

He knew his kids meant no harm with what they were saying, he just didn't need to hear them so all that, especially after today. And why did Dani have to tell Kade and Graham about all that in the first place? And couldn't they at least pretend that they didn't think Captain America had more in common with his son than he, Cody's actual father, does?

"They could've at least not said it out loud." He thought bitterly.

Then he shook his head, trying to will away those thoughts. "That's not what they said." He tried to tell himself that, but the more he said it in his head, the less he believed it.

"I just need to talk to Cody." He decided. "A quick chat with him will clear all this up."

When he finally arrived at the base, he was about to ask where Cody was. But then he overheard another conversation.

"And then Captain Rogers said he'd take for a ride on his motorcycle sometime." He heard Cody announce. "I hope Dad lets me. Since Captain Rogers let me help work on it, I wanna see what it feels like to actually ride it.

"Of course, Cody's talking about him." Charlie thought in frustration. "It seems to be all he ever talks about since he met the man."

"I still do not understand your admiration for Captain Rogers." He heard Chase declare. "I understand he is a respected soldier, but I thought the law does not approve of vigilante justice."

"Well, he works for the government, at least part of it." Cody replied. "So I guess that makes it okay for them and the rest of the Avengers."

Then he heard Chase hear. "Well, they could at least give them proper identifications as government associates or uniforms."

Then Cody chuckled. "What's wrong with their hero outfits? Their cool. Especially Captain America's! And that shield? So noble!"

"You seem to really like Captain America." Boulder noticed.

"Of course, I do." Cody announced with confidence. "Captain America is my hero!"

Charlie felt something inside him shatter at Cody's declaration. Hearing his son call someone else his hero shouldn't hurt so much, but it did. It felt like someone took glass shards and pierced them directly into his heart. He felt his eyes water up a bit, but refused to cry.

Not wanting to hear anymore, he charged out of the base, and decided to just go straight to his room. He didn't have the strength to deal with this anymore.

"I thought Chief was your hero." Blade asked in a worried tone.

"He is." Cody assured. "But Captain America is my hero, too. They're both my heroes, but Dad will always be my number one hero."

Boulder smiled at Cody. "That's sweet. Oh, did you show him the plate you made for him?"

"Not yet." Cody replied with a small frown. "I've been trying to, but something seems to happen and he doesn't have time to."

Then Chase spoke up. "I have noticed him behaving rather oddly today. He seemed to be rather unfocused today, a bit lethargic, and

"I wouldn't worry too much about it, Chief is made of tough stuff." Heatwave commented. "I'm sure after a good night's sleep, he'll be in a better mood, and you'll get a chance to show him his gift in the morning."

Cody smiled. "You're right! I can show him the plate during breakfast. Maybe he can even use it then."

Once he was in his room and out of his uniform, Charlie gracelessly plopped onto his bed and let out a depressed sigh.

"Of course, Cody would want Captain America for a Dad instead of me." He miserably thought.

You'd have to be absolutely crazy not to want to have a superhero for a father. Captain America was part of the Avengers, one of the biggest superhero teams known. And the man was a war hero! Even if he wasn't a superhero, he still was respected military man that could still be considered amazing.

But it wasn't just that. As much as he hated to admit it, but the more he thought about, the more he had to admit that they did have more in common than he and Cody did. They were both blond, for Pete's sake!

But what made him feel worse, was that if he wanted, Captain Rogers really could take his place as Cody's father if he wanted. As mentioned before, he and Cody had so much in common, much more than he himself had with Cody. So, Cody probably thought it would be easier to talk to Captain Rogers since they had so much in common.

And the biggest thing was that Captain Rogers was younger than him. Chronologically, he was old, but biologically, Captain Rogers was a young man. No wonder that woman thought he was Cody father's, since he was closer to the expected age of a father to a ten-year-old than Charlie was.

And with youth, came energy. Having three grown kids already, as well having been chief of police in Griffin Rock for so long, had worn him out, and while he tried, he admit he didn't always have the time or energy to give Cody the attention he needs and deserves. Cody had always been brave and mature about it, but Charlie could tell it affected him more than Cody dared to admit, not wanting to upset his family.

With Captain Rogers, he still had the energy of a young man, he had the energy to keep up with Cody. And since coming to Griffin Rock, while he was here for a mission, he still managed to make time for Cody, being able to give him plenty of attention, more in the short time here than Charlie had given him his entire life.

As he continued to dwell on these thoughts, the more depressed he seemed to get. In the last desperate attempt to get his mind off all of this, he decided to finally go to sleep. Hoping sleep would allow him to finally relax and recover from all of this.

But sleep never seemed to come to him that night. But those unwanted thoughts and feelings seemed to linger the entire night.

I think this is the biggest thing I've written in a long time. This is a series of misunderstandings, miscommunication, and insecurity on Charlie's part. And not the end of it either...

If any of you have questions or comments, feel free to speak up!

#He's my son not yours #my writing #TFRB x AEMH #Transformers #Avengers #Rescue Bots #Avengers Earth's Mightiest Heroes #Transformers Rescue Bots #TFRB #AEMH #crossover

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myteavsricochet · 1 month

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"they just need to be given the human time to prepare it" THANK YOU!!!! Finally someone saying it, it's like people forget how things need time and forget that there was a strike and they couldn't talk about anything with the studio. We had prime surprised about rwrb results, the boys saying they will be happy to do it, Nick saying they have talked about it, Matthew meeting the cast as soon as the strike ended and CMQ casually talking about scripts. We're not gonna have rwrb2 this summer that is pretty obvious, we need to learn things take time and remember that Casey might have other book/movie/tvshow projects, Matthew and the boys other work to do. At this point "the sequel is not happening" discourse is brought up because the fandom is bored and not because there are signs that is not happening.

No right, I absolutely understand that there is a huge desire to have news and new content related to the film and the cast, me first can't wait but here we have to accept that these things take time... that we had a strike which stopped everything and postponed projects that certainly now have priority in production and we must remember that the screenwriters were also on strike so the writing of the script will also have started recently. We must think that although there is a bonus chapter on which to base this story has to be written from scratch and it takes more time for everyone.

There are many possible variations. It's possible that Prime wants to wait to announce after the idea of you so as not to overlap two projects and perhaps take advantage of the hype that the film will obviously bring later.

In any case, filming isn't imminent so there's no point in announcing now and then going on set in 6 months if we're lucky... it takes time.

But everyone has been giving constant hints that something is in the air. Casey first, Nick keeps saying they're all open to the possibility (in his perfect press response), prime continues to push hard and do a lot of promo on the film even though it came out 8 months ago and they just announced a sequel of "a simple favor" movie released in 2018 do you really think they won't take advantage of the popularity rwrb had with 0 promos to make a sequel that with all the right press and visibility will give them triple what they already had?

We just have to be patient 🙏🏻

#ask me anything #rwrb #red white and royal blue

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I'm wondering how they're going to get rid of Natalia on the first episode, Marisol makes sense show up again but Natalia simply disappearing will be very weird as there won't be a huge time gap, a maximum of two weeks if the cruisy is the same as Bathena cruise. We have to wait and see but I don't think Natalia will disappear for now, maybe in the 3rd episode and Marisol in the 5th or 6th episode

Btw happy new year my darling

Apologies for being a bit late with this, love. I hope the first week of the new year is treating you well. <3

IF (yes, everyone, I realize I could have read this wrong) my instinct regarding Natalia not returning - not even to be broken up with on screen - is correct, I think Tim is going to take the easy route and repeat what the show did with Ali since she was the prior LI whose future was unclear between seasons and then never went back. The timeline you’re referencing supports my theory, too, so thanks for that. 😜

Say it’s only supposed to have been a few weeks or MAYBE a month since we last saw the characters. (Is this cruise in real time or is Bathena recovering from what happened, reliving the events? No clue.)

Odds are Buck won’t have announced the breakup to the 118 just yet. There he was a few weeks back singing Natalia’s praises and they’re already over? Not his finest moment, right? So maybe there’s a casual conversation happening - just like how it did at Buck’s welcome back party in 3x01 - where someone asks how Natalia’s doing or if they’ve got plans and he has to admit she’s not in the picture. Things get awkward for a sec, Buck says it’s for the best. Everyone moves on.

As for what reasoning Tim may have come up with, I have two specific thoughts on this part:

— Buck first felt drawn to Natalia when he was hyperfocused on his experience with dying, yes? He felt like she “saw him” because of what he was feeling in those days/weeks after the coma?

Well, if season seven is bringing us a Buck that is TRULY trying to move on from everything, TRULY trying to focus on the fact that he’s still alive rather than the fact that he could die at any time…he and Natalia won’t have as much in common anymore, will they? Is Buck going to want to be with someone whose life revolves around death and dying when he’s worked hard to get himself out of that headspace?

Obviously if Natalia were to stick around the show would make changes to the character just like it did for TayKay, but if she’s not meant to reappear? Buck’s new outlook on life is the perfect excuse to keep Natalia as is and say they’re going in two different directions now.

— There’s a post on my blog (from not too long ago) where I talk about the IG live in the final days of filming season six in which we could hear the cast getting ready for a scene describing a “boring” date Buck was to have had with Natalia. (Natalia was confirmed by Kenny)

Why is that important? Because it means there was an alternate ending on the table, one that would have led to Buck NOT getting serious with her.

Just like Tim doing the cruise ship disaster that Kristen wouldn’t touch, I wouldn’t be surprised if he uses whatever the original script said to get the point across. It’s much faster than coming up with his own brand new dialogue for a character we’re not supposed to care about anymore. A character that he didn’t have a direct hand in creating, either.

(As usual, this is TL;DR, but the one thing I’m always gonna do is cover all my bases!)

#anonymous #tina speaks #911 speculation #tv: 911 #tv: 9-1-1 #evan buckley

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Hazbin Hotel 4 episode premiere review Part 2

Part 1 | Part 3

I'm gonna preface this by saying that I am enjoying Hazbin in the same way I enjoy Helluva Boss. I've been following the series since the pilot's release, I've gotten more and more excited with every announcement leading up to it's offical release and I've already watched every episode several times.

HOWEVER, just like with Helluva Boss, there are a lot of issues with Hazbin that I feel are very fair criticisms worth talking about.

This isn't going to be another bad-faith rambling about how the show is shit, how everyone who likes it is stupid, and how Viv and her creative team deserved all of the harassment they've gotten for the past couple of years. Like I said I've been enjoying Hazbin and Helluva for what they are a lot, but just because I enjoy both shows doesn't mean I don't think there are many issues with it.

This post is going to be discussing Hazbin's issues ofc, but I'd really like to sit down and write up all of my issues with Helluva one day as well because any issues in Hazbin are almost always 10x worse in Helluva.

So now with that our of the way, here's my critique on Hazbin Hotel as someone who enjoys the show:

Buckle up cause this post is gonna be long

What I believe the main issue for Hazbin Hotel boils down to the same issue for Helluva Boss:

Pacing

The pacing in Hazbin is......not great. Don't get me wrong, its waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay better than the pacing in Helluva Boss, by like, a lot. But that doesn't mean its, well, good.

The Over-Reliance on the Pilot's Popularity.

So, there's no actual introduction to any character but Charlie and mayyyyyyyybe Vaggie. But the rest of the cast is just, there, and the audience is supposed to know who they are automatically. And even then, the introduction to the premise is almost non-existent in the first ep.

For those of us who have been following the series for years know who these characters are and what the plot of the series is, but for the causal viewer who's scrolling through Prime and stumbles upon Hazbin, there's no proper introduction to what's happening.

It's almost like its required to watch the pilot before watching the actual series in order to have any idea whats happening. And thats a problem because the pilot isn't an episode its a pilot. For like 99% shows, the audience never sees the pilot. Season 1 episode 1 has to start from square 1, reintroducing who's who and what's going on.

The first ep of Hazbin takes place one week after the pilot. Which means they all acknowledge the pilot happened, its not retconed or anything, but it's still not an episode.

The pilot takes the time to establish Charlie's base personality, her motives, how the rest of hell treats her, and the significance of Alastor's presence at the hotel. Charlie getting bullied by Katie Killjoy at the news station does more for establishing Charlie's character and her motives than anything in all 4 episodes of the official premiere. There isn't really anything to show how hell doesn't take Charlie seriously, either. (The closest thing we get is how Valentino talks about Charlie when she's not there) Yeah Adam bullies her in ep 1 but that heaven not hell. S1 ep 1 "Overture" just expects the audience to already know what's happening.

There is literally no reason why they couldn't have just remade the pilot into an actual episode with a few changes and the new voice cast (obv), and then pick up the next day instead of the next week.

Like is the whole terf war still happening? Cause it isn't acknowledged at all in the premiere. Maybe they could have added Alastor's mysterious 7 year "sabatical" into Vaggie's explanation of Alastor to Angel.

It would have been so easy to just remake the pilot into an episode since the pilot does such a good job of establishing whats going on. A well known example of a show doing just that is the Gravity Falls pilot. The pilot is obviously shorter and the supporting cast is missing, but the plot of the episode is still the same and it establishes the personalities for the 3 main characters. Anyway-

2. The Hotel Isn't Even the Central Focus

They introduced the conflict between Heaven and Hell waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too soon.

This is the exact same thing that happened with Helluva Boss. The pilot displayed a clear premise for the series and then when the series officially airs it turns out the premise isn't even the central focus.

It isnt as offensive in Hazbin because at least Hazbin's central focus is on something still somewhat relevant to the plot which is "helping sinners". In Helluva Boss the central focus is "Owo angsty gay relationship drama", which is completely irrelevant to the initial "imps in hell are hits for hire up on earth and shenanigans ensue" premise.

Why are we being introduced to heaven's schemes to do more than one extermination a year before Charlie even gets a chance to prove there are some sinners interested in being redeemed? It would have been a MILLION times more impactful if Charlie got maybe two or three sinners actually looking to be redeemed to stay at the hotel, who were hopeful that they still had a chance to live a better life, only for all of Charlie's hopes to be crushed by Adam's rejection.

If Charlie had people who believed in her, if she saw how much faith they had in her to help them change their lives around, only for her to come back from her meeting not only saying the angels rejected her but that the next extermination was sooner than anticipated, OUGH would it have hurt.

Instead, the hotel is treated like a background or just a thing to do in the meantime while the characters focus on the Heaven vs. Hell conflict or other stuff.

The show just immediately jumps into the whole Heaven vs. Hell thing without really even focusing on the hotel and what Charlie is trying to do, AKA the title of the fucking show. Why even bother calling the series Hazbin Hotel if you aren't going to even focus on why the hotel exists in the first place????

We as the audience need to spend time at the hotel with the characters in order for us to get attached to Charlie's cause before you dash all our hopes away. Then we can root for Charlie as she overcomes Heaven's hypocrisy with the help of her friends. (which kind of goes back to the over reliance on the pilot)

And the cherry on top would have been that this is the perfect set up for some fun ""filler"" character establishing episodes while Charlie works with the sinners.

There's a reason why most people seem to recognize ep 4 "Masquerade" as the best episode out of the 4 despite also being the most graphic, followed by ep 2 "Radio Killed the Video Star". Both ep 2 and ep 4 are more one off self contained stories you would usually see in a more episodic series, and they're wonderfully entertaining because they're still being treated like introductions. Ep 2 takes the time to properly introduce the Vs and their connections to the main cast, particularly Vox and Alastor's rivalry. Ep 4 introduced Angel's situation with Valentino to the audience, which is a major part of his character, and Angel is part of the main cast so this isn't out of place. The conflicts between the Vs and the main cast aren't resolved by the end of either of these episodes, but thats because they're still only introductions.

The problem with ep 1 and ep 3 is that we're charging ahead with the whole Heaven vs. Hell conflict with characters we still barely know.

The issues with ep 1 mainly tie back into point 1. with how there was no proper reintroduction to anything in the series, and the show immediately crushes Charlie's dreams before we are even properly introduced to them again. Adam being an asshole to Charlie and them moving up the next extermination date has no impact because we as the audience barely knows who these characters even are.

In episode 3, the hotel and the team building stuff is the B plot while Alastor and his meeting with the other Overlords is the A plot??? In the third episode of the series????

I was confused with why ep 3 featured a Velvette and Camilla duet and a Vaggie and Camilla duet because we barely know who Velvette and Camillia are. Why did Camilla get a whole ass power ballad about protecting her daughters from an exorcist if we barely know who Camilla is??? Why was she paired with Vaggie, a character we've already grown attached to for the past 2 episodes??? Vaggie had some nice character moments in ep 3 but it was overshadowed by Camilla's presence because we don't know nearly enough about Camilla for a parallel between her and Vaggie to feel appropriate.

Velvette had some fun banter with Vox in ep 2 but only for like a minute, why is she singing about being better than everyone else?? Vox and Valentino had way more screentime than Velvette so far, so why should we as the audience believe that she's the "backbone of the Vs" and thats why she's feels like she can be disrespectful to Camilla and Zestial? The show doesn't even directly acknowledge that Velvette is the newest and youngest of the overlords, thats information given to us from????Instragram??? Why is Velvette the "backbone of the Vs"?? I'm not saying they should have done a whole backstory episode before this scene, I'm saying there should have at least been a scene foreshadowing Velvette being the mastermind behind the Vs' power or something.

And both the issues with Camilla ad Velvette tie back into how they're talking about starting a fucking WAR with HEAVEN?????????? We barely know anything about the conflict between Heaven and Hell why would a war between the two being a real threat in the mind of the audience??? And what does any of this Overlord drama have to do with Charlie's mission to rehabilitate sinners??? They don't care about the new extermination date because of Charlie's mission they just don't want to fucking die.

Its way too soon to be talking about all this with characters we as the audience barely know. None of this had anything to do with the hotel or Charlie's goals.

So in conclusion to this section, the writers at Hazbin have done the same thing they did with Helluva, which is: They expect the audience to care about the characters and the plot without actually giving us a reason why. Because the pilot was so popular and was the only thing we had of Hazbin for 4 years, they decided that the pilot's popularity was good enough to take the place of actual character establishing work. They felt like since the pilot already generated a large fanbase, they didn't need to do any of the work to get the audience to care about the characters and the plot because they already do. So now the writers are charging ahead with all this fluff and drama, talking about things that are irrelevant to the premise without re-establishing anything because they felt like the pilot are did that for them. Long time fans are gonna eat this all up regardless because we've been waiting for more episodes for YEARS, but Hazbin is going to have a very hard time gaining any new audience on a mainstream platform like Prime Video because the show is incomplete. No casual viewer scrolling through Prime is going to want to click off of Prime, log onto YouTube and watch the 45 minute pilot in order to then understand Hazbin Hotel the series. Causal viewers are going to watch the first episode thinking "Oh I've heard of this lets see what the hype is all about" and then be super confused on whats happening and who all these characters are and quickly loose interest. No one wants to do homework in order to enjoy a show. At least with Helluva Boss the entire show is on YouTube and the official playlist with all the episodes includes the pilot so new viewers don't have to leave the platform. Hazbin already has a second season confirmed right out of the gate, and the fanbase is already large enough to keep the show going (hopefully), but honestly I fear Viv and her team are gonna have a really hard time getting their numbers to grow because of these choices. Lets see how all this plays out.

There's one more thing that I wanted to bring up because it is a glaring issue but people have been talking about it since the pilot so I'll keep it brief.

Character Designs and Color Palette

Yes, Viv's artstyle suffers from "Tumblr Sexyman Syndrome".

Every other character wears a suit and bowtie. Which makes sense for some of them, Charlie and Vox in specifically. Charlie is a princess so she dresses formally and Vox is a business man. (Although why does Vox wear a bowtie and not a regular necktie?)

Alastor, Sir Pentious, and Angel however? Why? I get how a suit and tie could fit into their respective aesthetics, but there are also different outfits from their respective time periods that could have made more sense and would have easily solved this issue.

By having every other character wear the same outfit, we loose the sense that all these characters are from different periods of time and places. Which is a shame because Hell is the PERFECT setting to have all these different time periods collide in a way that makes sense.

No one questions why a 1940s gangster from New York, an English inventor from 1830s London, a radio host from 1930s Louisiana, a housemaid from the 1950s, a Vegas gambler from idk when, etc... are all in the same location because they're all in Hell. They all died at different periods in time but they all ended up in the same place! It was such a missed opportunity to have fun with this hogpoge of different aesthetics and it sucks because it would have been so visually interesting and engaging!

It also doesn't help that almost everyone is wearing red. And not just red, but the same shade of red as the fucking SKY. Like look at this shit:

Like rip to any colorblind person trying to watch this.

I'm genuinely shocked that this wasn't corrected while redesigning the main cast. Viv went to the School of Visual Arts (SVA), one of the top schools for animation on the East Coast. I refuse to believe she didn't learn how bad this in school.

This is one of the only areas in which Helluva Boss is actually better than Hazbin. The imps all have the same color palette, red white and black, but because they regularly travel to other rings of Hell, earth, and interact with other beings in Hell like, sinners, succubi, hellhounds, the Sins, etc.... they stand out. The imps don't blend into the background (as often) like the Hazbin cast does.

But because the Hazbin cast can't travel to the other rings of Hell according to the lore (which I don't mind), then it was up to Viv and the other designers on the team to find a creative solution to make the characters stand out against the bright red sky. Instead they made it infinitely worse than the pilot by putting everyone in red.

At least in the pilot, Charlie wore pink and black, Vaggie wore grey and white, Angel wore white, Nifty had a splash of yellow etc... But now literally 90% of the cast is in the same shade of bright red as Alastor and the SKY. Like we get it they're in Hell they don't need to wear red to convey that because the SKY is red and has a fucking PENTAGRAM IN IT. We know the hotel is in Hell it doesn't need to be red either

The best scenes in the show visually so far are when the characters aren't outside or in the hotel. For example:

Charlie in the Heaven clocktower, Angel dancing in Poison, Angel and Husk outside the bar (I know I just said when they aren't outside but that background has enough variety of color that it actually works very well)

I am honest to God baffled how this wasn't corrected. Its like, Character Design 101, how was Viv allowed to get away with this?

Anyway

CW: brief mention of abuse

Those are my first impressions on Hazbin Hotel the official series. I know there are only 4 episodes out but the fact that the series started like this is genuinely concerning. Viv was given the opportunity of a lifetime, what started as a indie project was picked up by a well respected studio and distributed by Prime Video. She gained a massive fanbase right off the bat and had all the tools to make this series something special. People are tired of the oversaturation of remakes and reboots and sequels and prequels and spin offs and live actions and whatever that seeing a new show with a whole new concept and setting and characters is exciting! Not many big studios are willing to invest in bold new ideas anymore. People are starving for something new, but when the new stuff is, well, this, its pretty disappointing.

I'm going to continue watching Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss because despite the many glaring issues both shows have, I do still find them entertaining.

I don't mind all the swearing, (even when it does get annoying), I don't mind the sense of humor, I'm not too offended by the Tumblr Sexyman artstyle. I'm a musical theater lover, so I don't mind the musical numbers, especially with such a stacked talented cast. I can personally handle darker, more intense topics like Angel's abuse.

I was excited for the series to premiere, I'm excited for future episodes, and I honestly believe the reason why I still find these shows enjoyable is because I love doing breakdowns like this. I love analyzing the media I consume, I love understanding how and why shows fail, and bad shows have more to analyze than good shows do lmfao.

And don't get me wrong, there are things about the series that I really love as they are! But that's for a different post lol.

If you're still reading this I hope you enjoyed my review Hazbin Hotel so far. I know in the past I said I was prepared to not engage with the fandom at all because there was too much drama and the hatedom is honestly equally, if not more annoying than the fandom, but I couldn't resist doing a whole long ass post about the show, jaja. I have too much fun with this sort of stuff!

#yall better appreciate this cause I was trying to upload those screenshots instead of getting ready for work #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel spoilers #helluva boss #vivziepop #vivienne medrano #spindlehorse toons #spindlehorse

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The First Time

A/N: It's here! The promised first punishment blurb. Based on this and this. Please let me know what you think. Comments, questions and criticism all welcome as always! Warnings: smut, punishment, spanking, dom!Harry. Also, mentions of anxiety. ---

“I don’t even think I deserve to be on set with you…” I spoke to Harry’s turn back, my voice small and shaky, feeling like a squeaking small animal.

Harry shook his head in disbelief. “I- I-” he stuttered. Speechless, throwing his hands up.

“Go ahead, say it.” I encouraged, knowing exactly what he was about to say.

“Unbelievable, you are. I hate when you talk about yourself this way. And you know the rules.”

He finally let it out. “All day, you’ve been dragging yourself. All. Fucking. Day.”

“That’s why I don’t feel like I can open up to you about stuff. You get mad! But that’s genuinely what’s going on inside my head.” I sat down on the trailer couch, watching Harry pace around the room.

“That’s absurd.” He announced, pausing in the middle of the room, closing his eyes, and pinching his nose in annoyance.

“What’s absurd is YOU. You expecting me to think of myself as some kind of divine goddess descending from the fucking heavens.” My voice was strained and high pitched. I was on the verge of tears, but I was determined to convince him. “I’m trying to tell you, you’re wrong about me! I’m not that amazing, and it makes me feel like shit-”

“You’re on thin ice. ‘m warnin’ you!”

“It makes me feel like shit when you dismiss my point of view or think that it’s all in my head! I don’t wanna lie to you or trick you into thinking that I’m this great, talented person. I’m not!”

“That’s it.” Harry sat on the coffee table and patted his thighs. “Over my knees, c’mon.”

“W-what?” my eyes widened, a few stray tears rolling down my face.

“You’re breaking the rules, swearing at me, actin’ stubborn. Think it’s time for your first punishment.”

Harry had playfully threatened punishments before whenever I’d acted a bit mischievous. In fact, he’d delivered pretend punishments like making me cum a second time, or touching me even after I got sensitive, just to mess with me and keep things interesting. He’d never actually punished me to correct a behavior, or for a rule I’d broken. In fairness, though, I’d never blatantly broken a rule before. I’ve only ever flirted with the idea of breaking a rule, talked about it as if I might, just to get him worked up and see his cute angry face. Today, however, I was feeling really anxious and unsure of myself. So, Harry’s rule about negative self-talk went out the window.

“We both knew this would have to happen.” He shrugged.

I couldn’t argue with that. So, I dragged over abashedly and stood by his bent knees.

“On you go, hurry…” He spoke seemingly dispassionately.

I struggled to lay over his knees in the right position. Harry’s hands inched me closer and straighter until he got me in the ideal placement.

Rubbing my back and squeezing my butt, he gave me his instructions. “ Gonna spank you with my hands. Was only gonna give you ten, but since you just wouldn’t stop talking, I think you’ve earned yourself a solid fifteen.”

I whined at his announcement and he slapped the side of my thigh, a preview of what’s to come. “Not a peep. Can’t believe you’re complainin’” He ran his hand over the side of my thigh, easing the sting of his earlier slap. “Count them out for me. Fifteen. I’ll do the first three with your panties still on, give you a moment to adjust, hmm?”

“T-thank you, sir.”

Harry hooked his fingers into the sides of my waistband and pulled down my leggings, letting them hang by my knees.

My skin already felt hot and prickled, before Harry even touched it. My throat was dry, my eyes stinging, and my ears ringing. I hadn’t thought about the sheer inferiority the position of my body alone made me feel. There was nothing more shame-inducing than feeling your partially clothed ass in the hands of someone else, knowing that you’d earned this position by exercising your own will. By the time that Harry had pulled down my panties, I was already crying.

By the nineth spank, I had totally lost the desire to flinch, or even pull away. I wanted him to hit me. Every spank chipped away at my agency, little by little, until all that was left was my need to please him. I hoped this new experience of him getting to exercise this kind of control over me, over my body, inflicting pain– not playfully, not teasingly, but to make a point, to enforce dominance– was pleasing to him.

I lay there, openly sobbing, my entire body shaking as I struggled to keep my breathing even, with Harry rubbing over my now bruised skin soothingly. He bent over my body planting a kiss over his finger marks that had imprinted into my skin.

“Shush, it’s okay, it’s over. You’re done.” He whispered into my ear, still bent over me, now running his fingers through my hair. “Someone’s wet” I felt the smile in his voice. He must have noticed my arousal dripping down my legs. “You like me punishing you?” I simply nodded, still crying, and frankly too embarrassed to vocalize my agreement.

I felt his finger on my clit and immediately jerked. “Relax for me, good girl.”

It didn’t take much more than that to get me over the edge. Feeling his touch, hearing him call me a good girl after he’d just punished me, and noticing the positively wet sounds his fingers made when he pumped between my legs was enough to make me cum very quickly.

“Sit up for me?”

I let go of the tight grip I’d had on Harry’s pants and attempted to sit up, still disoriented by the pain and pleasure I’d just received.

“I’m sorry, sir.” Fuck, why couldn’t I stop crying.

Harry pulled me into his chest, wrapping an arm around me. “You do know why you were punished, don’t you?

I nodded. My voice still too unreliable.

“Tell me…”

I swallowed, my words weak and broken. “I- I was bad. Cuz I felt insecure and talked myself down. It’s against what we agreed on.”

Harry shook his head repeatedly. “Nope, no, no. That’s not it, darlin.’ Never.” He turned to look at me in my teary, blood-shot eyes. “I’d never punish you for how you feel. What even would be the point of that? Not even for saying those things, necessarily. It’s because you refused to listen to me once I’d pointed out what you were doing to yourself.”

Harry’s expression was earnest and determined. Like he wanted me to feel the way he did. “You’re always sayin your therapist tells you to reframe your thoughts, yes?”

I nodded, trying to follow along with his train of thought.

“ I get that your brain defaults to the negative when you get anxious. I’m sure you don’t do it intentionally. But I tried to tell you so many times today, ‘look, you’re doing it! Maybe take a breather. Slow down. Quit with the self-hatred.’ And what did you do?”

“I-ignored you. Told you it was dumb of you to say that.”

“That’s what I punished you for. You get what I’m saying?”

“I’m so sorry. I let you down. I know how mean I get and I shut down. My tendency is to isolate and reject help…I know. I do. I’m not blind to how I hurt people, I just-”

“Honey, honey, please…stop.” Harry laughed, wiping my tears away with his hand.

“The upside of a punishment is…you get to wipe the slate clean.” He grinned. “It’s done. You did it, got punished for it, and now we move on. Alright?”

I nodded and let him wipe my face some more. He did it for several moments, making a game out of wiping each individual tear as it fell out of my waterline, even squeaking “gotta catch ‘em all!” until he’d made me laugh.

Finally, now sure that he’d fixed my mood, he could move on to lighter subjects. “Wanna cum again?” he winked.

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