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Hi can you write a Percy Jackson x fem reader

The reader and Percy do not get along it’s like a love hate relationship.During episode 4 Percy sacrificing himself at St Luis arch the reader breaks down the door and sees him fall.she then jumps after him.When they get out the river they both have an argument about the whole incident.which leads to the reader admitting she cares about him.Happy ending pls.

an: OMG STOP STOP BC I ACTUALLY ACTIVELY SCREAMED AT THIS REQUEST ANONNNNN STOOOOP I LOVE THIS SM IM ABOUT TO WRITE IT RNNNNNRNRNRNRN

✧RECKLESS || percy jackson x fem!reader

summary: as the group go to their next destination they arrive at the arch, annabeth and y/n’s mom’s sanctuary for some time. just when they think they’re safe, things don’t go to plan.

word count: FUCKIN 5878 NO BC IVE BEEN WORKING ON THIS FOR THREE HOURSSSSS AHH

warnings: y/n and percy being in a enemies or lovers trope, annabeth and grover being third and fourth wheelers, arguing, near death experiences, slight blood warnings, poisoned percy, a bit of crying? LIKE A TINY BIT, y/n is very argumentative.

as the group made their way to the st. louis arch, they weren’t doing very good. at all.

on their way, the original plan was to get straight to las vegas, but thanks to the monsters and not wanting to take a break, their train got ruined by the mother of monsters.

as they walked into the front entrance of the arch that annabeth and y/n recommended. they had stated that monsters can’t get in and it will give them more time to find some way to get to las vegas a lot quicker than on foot.

‘six-hundred and thirty feet wide’ annabeth started—‘six-hundred and thirty feet tall, both two within an inch’

as they four of them walked fast enough to cause an old lady whiplash, percy and grover listened to the two of them explain their mothers sanctuary.

‘it’s got no internal support. each side is balanced perfectly against one another’ y/n states once more as annabeth nodded along with what she said.

‘the arch is held up by symmetry, it’s held up by math!’ annabeth expressed.

‘oh and it’s earthquake proof’ y/n added to annabeth’s comment, giving annabeth a small glance before they walked down the steps of the entrance into the small museum full of kids on a field trip.

‘it’s also high enough so poseidon can’t ruin it…but i don’t think mom would appreciate his child being in here, so.’ y/n looked over to percy who gave her a tight thin lipped smile before mumbling.

‘nice…’ annabeth and percy looked at the two before giving each other a look to soon squeeze themselves through the group kids.

‘excuse me’ annabeth mumbled to the boys and girls who turned and moved out of the way for the four.

‘this is how you show athena your love, a monument to the power of perfection’ annabeth told.

‘it’s a monument to some other stuff too’ grover added as they looked around and saw other things regarding more olden times, guns, head skeletons of buffalo and other things.

‘your talking about what some humans want this place to be about. we’re talking about what it actually is’ annabeth placed her hand over her own chest while looking at percy and grover who frowned but agreed nonetheless.

y/n rolled her eyes when she saw the amount of ‘skeletons’ and other things that litterd the walls and glass casing all around them. the people seeming to be pleased enough at what they saw to take a picture.

‘it’s sad to know they don’t know what it really means. very pathetic really.’ y/n mumbled to herself as she turned to annabeth. percy looked over at her and blinked before widening his eyes and choosing not to say anything about what she said.

‘whatever…we’re safe here, right?’ grover made sure to comprehend as they walked.

‘no monsters can enter…not even echidna’ y/n reassured grover who nodded nervously.

‘we’re safe’ annabeth added on.

‘great…well since our train exploded! i’m going to see if there’s another one we can get tickets on. we can’t stay here forever.’ grover looked over at the huge plastered picture of buffalo being attacked and hunted by hunters.

looking overly slowly at the three he said once more—‘just because we’re prey doesn’t mean we need to be helpless.’ turning around to leave, annabeth nervously cleared her throat and walked up to him.

‘wait! i’m going to go with you. you two wait here, don’t leave and don’t move’ annabeth ordered y/n and percy who frowned their eyebrows.

‘were would we go?’ y/n asked her with a raised eyebrow. annabeth rolled her eyes and caught up to grover who walked rather fast.

as the two of y/n and percy watched annabeth and grover walk away, percy decided now would probably be a good time to start a bit of conversation to stop the awkward silence.

‘he doesn't like it when people mess with animals,’ he added.

y/n didn’t both turn to his side but acknowledged his voice—‘yeah. i know.’

percy turned to y/n who kept her eyes focused on annabeth and grover even though they were long past the barrier of her eyesight.

‘…why are you so quiet?’ percy mumbled, his eyes looking over y/n’s frame that was unmoving from her standing position.

‘why does it matter?’ y/n turned to his presence now. seeing he was a bit away from here

‘it doesn't it’s just…you know…kind of awkward?’ percy nervously mumbled.

sighing percy didn’t want to really give up on the conversation knowing it would probably be best. the last thing he needed and had the time for was for y/n to snap at him, but it was worth the shot.

‘so, this is your moms place?’

y/n kept quiet and turned her eyes and head another direction from percy who kept speaking. clearing his throat he spoke—

‘be right down just going to the potty’ he said in a girly squeaky voice. this gained y/n’s attention.

as childish and stupid as it was, it was definitely an uplift from the previous mood. she lightly grinned but turned her head.

‘listen…me and you don’t get along and we both know that—‘

‘is it that obvious?’

‘shut up and listen okay?’ y/n sighed as percy nodded shamefully and let her continue .

‘i know you said it all in me and annabeth’s head…mostly mine? that i tell myself that our mother cares because it’s easier that way.’

percy let his eyebrows frown once more as he shook his head—‘i didn’t say that?’ he looked at y/n who turned her head to him and gave him a small look of which spoke—‘really?’

he shrugged it off and continued to talk—‘look ive been a demigod since…’ looking off to the side to calculate he finally came with an answer—‘last saturday. you shouldn’t listen to me.’ he told her as y/n let what he said soak in.

looking off to the side a bit she came up with some idea—plan for him to take, an offer.

‘you know, this is my mothers place. but? a temple is a temple. maybe you can say hi to your dad while your here?’ she explained.

percy seemed to almost take up her offer but quickly denied it. not wanting to really contact poseidon at the moment.

‘no thanks.’ he quickly shrugged off. this came undeniably confusing to y/n.

‘what could it hurt?’ she genuinely wanted her answer but he still shook his head.

‘your think with your mother…i get it, it’s different, it works for you. but my father…i don’t want anything from him. he had his chances—honestly you’ve done more for me in the past free days than my fathers done my entire life. if i have to stick with someone i—‘

trailing off as he caught himself y/n seemed to catch his slight slip up and tilted her head to the side a bit. her eyes looking him up and down before she smirked a bit—‘careful..i think you were about to call me a friend.’

before the beginning of the quest. before all of this. they had claimed in stone, they were and would never see themselves as friends. nothing more nothing less: the two of them simply didn’t see eye to eye. their priorities were set on two different things, and they both knew that.

but, things seemed to have change a bit on one end, and a lot on the other.

percy slightly looked down at the floor below as y/n turned her own head away from his.

‘somewhere around here the Oracle is laughing at us but you know—‘

as she said this percy seemed to feel insanely dizzy and instantly fell to the floor, y/n being there to catch him—‘whoa! percy? what’s going on?’ she asked him, being careful not to bombard him with too many questions given the fact he just fell out.

her arms being slightly wrapped around his shoulders he held onto her as he let her slowly let go of him. percy slightly sat down onto the floor as he caught his balance.

‘hey! what happened?’ grover and annabeth came running immediately when they saw him fall.

‘i think…i think those stinger things were poisonous…’ percy breathed heavily, his breath seeming to shorten on supply.

y/n looked around and it seemed to click for both the athena children—‘i have an idea’ the both of them claimed.

as the tie of them grabbed up on percy they found themself in the water that sat in front of the museum. with percy sitting down into it, the other three stood as they scooped and splashed percy from the head down with water.

he sat there and took it as they kept going scoop from scoop, hoping something would happen.

passers walked by and some stood to watch what they were doing and they their were kids sitting in the fountain but none took it upon themselves to stop it.

‘the water cured him back at camp! it should work with poison too!’ y/n found herself quickening her scoops of water while annabeth looked momentarily at her sister who wore a very worried expression.

if anything, she’s never seen her this worried. not for a while. not for percy.

‘you know—i think, i think this is working’ percy grabbed onto y/n’s hand who helped him stand—‘this was a great call’ he acknowledged their idea but only to end up stumbling back down into the water with even more dizziness.

‘or not.’ he breathed out.

‘maybe it needs to be naturally running water for Poseidon to heal him?’ y/n mumbled while she placed her hand comfortingly over percy’s shoulder.

grover looked to annabeth who went to speak but just then they heard crashing and sirens going down just ahead of them. they all went to look and seen a police car being flipped into another car.

‘we need to get back inside!’ annabeth went to pick up percy along with grover but y/n was quick to deny.

‘no we need to keep trying!’

‘ this isn’t working y/n—and she’s coming!’ grover sadly looked at y/n who stressed her expression of worry towards percy who looked up at her momentarily before the two of them looked ahead along with annabeth and grover to see echidna slowly strutting her way over to them with a grin.

y/n breathed out and quickly thought—‘okay look, we’ll take percy inside and we’ll go to the temples alter’ y/n went to pick up percy who grabbed onto her arm and hand as the other two helped to pick him up as well.

‘alter? where is there an alter?’ grover asked, frowning his eyebrows at the two.

‘the highest point—the best view!’

‘okay! but what good is that even going to do us?’ grover stressed once more.

y/n sighed and looked over to annabeth who looked at her and percy.

percy had his grip held tight on her as she equally had the same amount of strength being held onto him to secure him from falling.

‘we’re going to get to the top, and we’re going to ask my mom for help’ she breathed out. grover seemed to stop for a bit along with y/n who was nervous about this plan.

‘ask mom for help? annabeth are you insane?’

‘i thought we didn’t ask for help?’ percy put his two senses in making annabeth look over to him. seeing they didn’t have much time for anymore conversations, annabeth ushered the group to begin walking.

‘come on; we need to keep moving’ annabeth spoke in a hurry.

grover placed percy’s other arm over his shoulder to help balance out their walk and annabeth stayed to y/n’s side.

just as they began to walk and y/n with annabeth failed to walk a bit and happened to stumble behind. echidna began screeching to the two girl who turned and started—couldn’t help—but listen. their expressions becoming more flat, a bit worried.

percy took a heavy notice of y/n’s absence and turned to see mainly her with a saddened expression on her face.

why did she look like that? what was she seeing? what was she hearing? his thoughts raced. seeming to focus on her rather than himself being poisoned.

she let her eyes widen and she snapped out of some trance along with her sister who gripped her arm—‘guys? did you hear that?’ y/n looked over to annabeth who nodded immediately.

grover and percy however?

‘hear what?’ percy asked her with concern. grover shook his head and y/n looked at annabeth who sadly looked down.

‘come on—let’s keep walking—go help percy’ annabeth told y/n who jogged to percy’s side and grabbed only his arm once more.

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as the group hurried their way around the people who were mindlessly talking with themselves—completely unaware of the danger that was happening for the demigod children. they kept turning around to make sure their backs were clear.

some people would momentarily look at the group who carried one boy who looked like he just seen a ghost as they had their wet clothes tracing the floor as they walked.

the four of them getting into the small sitting elevator, they sat down—‘what was that back there? what did you guys hear?’ he asked the two sisters, but his main eyes trained on y/n who didn’t say a word. annabeth doing the same , she found her pinky slowly reaching over to y/n’s.

she got the hint and fully placed her hand over annabeth’s. percy looked down at their hands and came with the conclusion.

‘she spoke to you two’ percy breathed. his body was cold, and wet. the poison doing nothing more and adding onto his weakness and cold body.

‘alecto did that with me. back in the museum back in new york’ he recalled. annabeth and y/n still not speaking a word, only looking down and blinking momentarily.

percy didn’t really want to admit but he was becoming concerned for y/n’s mind. what did she hear that was bad?

‘what did she say?’ he asked once more.

just then, annabeth looked up in a hurry and squeezed y/n’s hand who looked up as well—and there she was. echidna.

she stood over the small metal balcony with her moneyed baby right behind her.

just as the doors shut they saw the two horns. y/n let her eyes widen along with the rest of the group’s.

grover gulped but began to talk—‘was that the chimera?’ he looked over to y/n who place she head in her hands and held them their in stress—percy looking over with frowned eyebrows as his wet hair dripped into his eye.

‘i—i think that was the chimera!’ grover worryingly spoke. percy let his focus set on y/n who kept nervously looking anywhere but the group.

‘how did the chimera even get inside here? how did any monster get inside here—‘

‘y/n?’ percy breathed out, his worry building up on y/n who kept quiet. annabeth looked over at her sister who didn’t even look at her either.

‘we’re in a secretary, athena would have to let her in but why would she do that?’

‘y/n!’ percy called out to her once more. seeing her eye finally set up upon his own he hoped they could keep their eyes trained on one another.

‘what did echidna say to you?’ he asked—demanded and answer.

she worryingly looked back down before shaking her head a bit, biting on the inside of her cheek.

‘she said my impertinence ruined our mother pride. and that that, would be our doom.’ she looked angrily over at percy who shook his head.

‘impertinence? what kind of—‘ finally recalling. medusa’s head.

giving y/n the look of knowing she gave him a look as well as annabeth and grover watched them talk.

‘ medusa’s head.’ he nodded while y/n shook her head, a frown setting upon her features.

‘i embarrassed my mother…’

percy shook his head while trying to clear up his running thoughts—‘but—i’m the one who sent the head to olympus? i sighed the note—‘

‘and i went along with it! it embarrassed her…now she’s angry. because if your impertinence, and because i was dumb enough to go along with it, we won’t get any help, we won’t get an answer from her!’ y/n shouted to percy who shook his head.

‘y/n—‘

‘no! annabeth, he needs to understand this isn’t some game, this isn’t camp, we can seriously die out here, and he can’t just go around sending dead body parts to the gods just because?’ y/n stressed even more as percy nervously looked at y/n who avoided his eye contact once more.

‘guys…what are we going to do?’ grover broke the silence as they seemed to be near the top of the arch.

‘she isn't going to help us when we get to the top to have percy’ annabeth expressed to grover who cut her off—‘no i mean what are we going to do about echidna and chimera? they're going to be right being us,’ he exclaimed.

as the four of them looked at each other—percy hoping to catch y/n’s eyes but failed he looked down at the floor.

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‘we’re not going to have much time’ as the group let themselves out of the elevator, y/n getting out first to leave percy with grover and annabeth to help him out.

percy took a hard notice to this but tried to shrug us off—‘they’ll be up here any minute. and if our mother isn’t going to protect us, then we’ll just have to fight it out up here’ y/n finished as they walked up the short amount of stairs to the top.

once they did was when y/n lost her confidence for a second and saw a huge crowd talking among themselves with phones taking pictures and smiles on their faces.

and when percy, grover and annabeth were behind her, they saw the extent of trouble they were in.

‘oh no…we gotta get everybody out of here’ grover expressed with worry as he held onto percy.

percy looked to y/n who seemed to smile a bit with her idea.

running to the fire alarm she pulled it, setting off a loud beep that got everybody's attention.

as everyone slightly panicked and walked their way down the hall with the others, y/n placed her hand onto annabeth’s shoulder and ushers them along the hall.

‘you guys follow the group down the steps—‘

‘what?’ percy hurried to look at y/n who momentarily look at him then back at grover who spoke.

‘no, no—we—were not spitting up’ grover expressed.

‘grover come on!’

‘y/n i’m not leaving you here!’ annabeth spoke to her sister who gave her a sad look.

‘no… no no no no we’re all getting out of here together’ percy breathed out, hoping to get y/n’s attention. once he did he kept their eyes focused on one another.

‘we won’t make it! the chimera is a demigod killer! someone has to stay back to slow her down and buy everyone some time’ y/n walked with her hand on annabeth’s back while they walked to the steps with everyone going down in a hurry.

once they got to them, grover, annabeth and percy turned to y/n who stood at the door to make sure she shut it before they left.

‘okay—once you get downstairs you need get him to the river. and don’t stop. not till you get to hades. not till you have the hold, do you understand?’ y/n looked at the three before looking at percy, he shook his head in denial.

‘y/n you can’t just stay here and say that and expect me to listen—‘

‘do what i saw annabeth! just this once, okay?’ she pleaded. annabeth shook her head with a frown upon her lips, forever going the same.

‘oaky go!’ she heard the footsteps of the two right behind and went to shut the door only for percy to speak.

not wanting to let her go he quickly came with a plan.

‘wait!—‘ taking the pen that formed into a sword out of his pocket he held it to y/n who looked at it.

flipping it around to make sure the handle would be in her touch, he held it out to her and spoke once more—‘take this’ he held out to her.

as she went to reach slowly, he waited for her grip to hold tightly onto it—only then did he switch sides, pushing her into the room and closing the door.

‘percy!’ y/n yelled out to percy who made sure the door was locked.

‘percy!?’ grover yelled. the three of them baging on the door as percy breathed heavily, his body weak and pale.

‘percy no! don’t do this! they’ll kill you!’ y/n yelled her voice becoming louder but more weak.

‘posiden never helped me before. he wasn’t gonna start now. i would’ve never made it to hades. but you can. and now you will.’ percy talked to them before he walked away from the foot. their banding never stopping.

‘percy! please?! you can’t do this!’ y/n cried out.

walking towards echidna and the chimera who walked their way to percy who’s eyesight blur more and more. causing him to stumble and his weakened grip on his sword.

‘this is the end sweetheart.’ echidna spoke softly, her motherly tone never wavered. ‘don’t fight it. you’ll only make her angry.’ she warned.

as the chimera walked over to percy he held his sword up higher with determination in his eyes. the chimera began to growl as she went to open her mouth, inside a small orange and red glow becoming prominent, percy swung his sword at the leg of the chimera, making it rawr out in anger and slight pain.

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behind the door y/n banged harder and harder, hoping somehow he would come back and change his mind.

annabeth couldn’t watch her sister be like this—hurt, confused, mainly disappointed. turning sound as she reached into her pocket to grab her own sword that extended, she let it change its form into a smaller pick pocket knife.

‘you two! go now, go to the bottom of the steps and wait outside, police are bound to show up, so stay with them and don’t move! i’ll meet you down there with percy!’ y/n demanded her sister and best friend who shook their head.

‘y/n please—‘

‘annabeth! listen to me! okay? i’ll be okay, i’ll see you guys down there, go!’ she pushed them slightly as they looked at y/n once more who nodded to the two, giving them a slight smile.

annabeth gave one back as she nodded and grabbed along of grover, the two of them making their way down the stairs.

as y/n turned around the let her knife be placed into the middle of the lock, letting it extend, it did just enough to to break the lock and break the metal of the door.

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pulling and pushing its paw up, she pushed percy far into the metal railing of the side of the wall, making him fall and yell out in pain. the chimera snarling at percy. as she walked over to percy once more he laid onto the floor with weak arms and body to see it open its mouth and their in the pit of her throat, fire. being bubbled and arousing through the back of her throat.

‘percy!’ y/n yelled. he turned around immediately to see y/n run towards him and pull him out of the way of the chimera’s fire that erupted through its throat and mouth, spreading and melting the floor below. y/n grabbed ahold of y/n as she pulled him away form the fire.

his grip holding onto her to make sure she was safe and unharmed, y/n quickly checked over percy as he nodded slightly.

in the distance, echidna raised her hand and flexed it towards the floor before them, a huge gaping hole being torn open into the carpet and metal floor. the wind from the highness of the arch blowing into the faces of y/n and percy who held each other.

the chimera roared loudly as y/n went to help percy stand up the two for them made their way over to the chimera with their swords in hand, y/n made her way in front of percy who noticed this and tired to quicken his pace so that he was in front of her.

swinging her sword the chimera dodged it and hit y/n so hard she passed out right onto the other side of the hole.

‘y/n! percy yelled—‘ soon percy tried his turn only to be hit with the chimera’s horns. throwing him back in the walk and down the gaping hole.

the chimera seeming pleased, it walked its way along with echidna to see percy still holding on.

‘y/n! wake up—‘ he grunted.

y/n paid along the side of the carpet ground with her head pounding.

‘so unfair. you never had a chance did you?’ echidna looked down at percy who was praying to whoever that y/n woke up right now.

‘if only someone cared enough about you to provide you with one’ she tilted her head as percy grunted and held onto the metal plate that was the only thing supporting him right now.

‘y/n?!’ he called out once more.

just afar, she grunted and let herself slowly wake up. just as she looked over and grabbed ahold of her sword. seeing echidna shake her head down into the hole she stumbled her way up, the blood on the head running down her eyebrow and down the side of her eye.

‘percy?’ she looked and saw he was nowhere to be found.

putting up all her strength, she stood up and hit echidna across the back of her head with her sword making echidna help out, the chimera turning around to her mother to her y/n had yelled out—

‘percy!’ she yelled seeing him reaching out to her as he fell, she took her jump and went right after him.

the two of them falling down further and further, y/n stretched her hand far enough for the two of them to be holding each other's hand.

as y/n felt herself lose consciousness once more from her injury, percy gripped her hand even tighter, and just as he turned a bit from the air around them, he saw a huge water thing, coming right towards them.

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when percy came to. he was under the green water. the small fish and thing around him, he hurried his eyes and head to turn and see y/n not too far from him. her eyes still closed and her hair clouding around her.

swimming out and going to pull her up to the surface, percy felt himself and her go back down a bit—looking to see her foot caught and stuck around something that held her in place.

swimming down a bit to held her foot get unstuck he grunted and strained as the bubbles from his mouth started to flow and go up to the surface. pulling and pulling he suddenly saw something.

something glowing in the green water—‘you are frightened.’ it claimed.

blinking his eyes to see what it was he frowned, but kept pulling at y/n’s foot, his only priority was to get her out.

‘it’s alright percy. your father sent me to tell you, it’s alright.’ he paused a bit at this and looked over at the flowing glow.

‘just breath.’ she instructed. going to do so—he abruptly stopped and went back to pull at y/n’s foot. her head still bleeding and her body still unconscious.

‘your father is here, he’s always been here’ she continued to talk as percy pulled at y/n’s foot.

‘it’s so hard for him to stand back, to see you struggle. it is so hard for us all. but he’s here, and he’s so very proud. trust him. trust yourself. stopping his movements and looking over at the flowing glow, he held onto y/n’s leg who started to shake awake.

her eyes slowly opened and focused to see her and percy and somehow ended up into the water. she looked to see percy looking over at something, following his gaze she saw what he was seeing and frowned.

‘just breath.’ she told once more and when y/n turned down to percy, he breathed in and seemed to be breathing just fine under the water.

looking up at y/n he saw her holding her breath and went right back to pulling her foot with all his might, this time she was there to help. pulling up her foot, percy came with an idea, one that she definitely wouldn’t like.

going up to her, face to face, he placed his hand on her shoulder then soon her neck—if y/n couldn’t speak with her words, she definitely would with her expressions. with one that woke—‘what are you doing?’

he looked down with his eyes at her mouth and she immediately shook her head knowing exactly what he was implying. he looked at her and grabbed ahold of her cheek while she looked down to pull at her foot, her lungs burning and screaming for air.

percy gaining her attention, she blinked the water going in and out of her eyes and she held his eyes with her own. frowning she nodded her head slightly and let percy lean in under the water—his lips setting upon hers he breathed in his air to buy her more time. once they retracted, y/n and percy held eye contact before he kept his hand held on her own.

once he was down to her foot, he tugged as she pulled and soon she was free.

grabbing only y/n, the two of them hurried and swam to the top.

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when they got to the surface, they swam to the concrete surface and pulled themselves along the metal rails. y/n got the helping hand of percy who pulled her with the two of his hands.

‘your okay, are you okay? your okay, right!?’ percy rushed to ask y/n who caught her breath and immediately reached up to touch the blood and wound that happened to close up.

looking at percy who half his hand on y/n’s arm and neck he checked her body and she took note of how he was healed as well.

‘percy! i’m okay…im okay’ she soothed him as he slowled his movements and looked into her eyes.

‘you jumped after me…you followed me down not knowing what would happen—‘

‘how could i not percy! how could i not? you are so careless, reckless and so selfish to think nobody would think of you and how you could have died! you left me— us, behind in the staircase to go off on our own and save your mom from the underworld!? how messed up is that percy! she would want to see her son! not two kids who she doesn’t know!’ y/n percy in his chest who stumbles back.

he looked nervously up at y/n trying to grab her hand only for her to slap it away—‘your selfish, greedy, reckless and so so stupid percy jackson! and i’m stupid enough…’ when he heard this he looked at her from the ground to see her slowly shaking her head at percy who looked up at her with hope.

‘i’m stupid enough to be the idiot one as well and jump after you. and i’m stupid enough to have cared so much. too much about you. percy…you can’t do things like that…not now, not even. not as long as i’m alive.’ she felt her eyes water a bit with the amount of worry he put her through when she was behind that door and out of his reach.

percy took note to this and hurried to grab her up and hug her tightly. she arms immediately finding their way around his body and his wrapped along her body as well. the two of them held each other so tightly they forgot about the world around them.

when they let go from the hug that seemed to have lasted forever, sorry nervously laughed. y/n looked confusingly at him with a small grin on her face.

‘so…what happened underwater—‘

‘don’t!’ y/n placed her hands over percy’s mouth who smiled at her as she shook her head in a hurry, her cheeks seeming to redden.

‘y/n!’

‘percy!’ two voices yelled from behind them. the two of them turned around to see grover and annabeth running to them.

‘annabeth!’ y/n happily yelled. as they embraced each other, percy hugged grover who hugged him tightly.

‘your safe’ annabeth breathed out’—but how—‘

‘doesn't matter! what matters…is that we’re together, safe.’ y/n smiled as she turned around to grover and percy. her eyes lingering on percy a bit more which seemed to not go unnoticed by grover and annabeth.

‘come on! we need to get moving’ annabeth held her hand along y/n’s back who walked with her.

as they walked, annabeth and y/n talked amongst themselves while grover and percy walked.

grover noticed how percy’s eyes never left y/n’s form and his focus never left her.

‘so..’ he started. percy let his eyes linger but his head turn to grover before his eyes focused on him.

‘what happened under water?’ grover finished making percy abruptly stopped, pulling grover with him laughed.

‘what—how do you—‘

‘my ears hear many things dude’ he smiled at percy whose face was grew redder by the second.

turning to see y/n and annabeth still walking and talking he turned to grover, turning him around so their backs were friend to the girls.

‘under the water…i found out i can breath. but y/n was stuck so…to give her more air— i had to share my air—‘

‘so you kissed?’ grover interrupted making percy grow red all over—‘don’t say it like that and don’t let her you know! she’ll kill me…she also. happened to tell me she actually cares about me, a lot’ percy smiled at the recalling of what she said.

‘so…she basically confessed she likes you?’ grover added once more. percy looked to the side as he nodded slowly.

‘dude!’

‘grover please! don’t tell her—‘

‘i won’t i won’t!’

percy nervously breathed out before letting go of grover who straightened his jacket.

as the two turned around to see the girl waiting but still taking, grover turned it percy and yelled with a smile—‘so y/n what happened!?’ he ran over to y/n making percy run after him

‘grover!’ percy yelled.

#percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson #percy pjo #grover underwood #percy series #annabeth chase #walker scobell

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transmascissues · 6 months

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i’m getting my drains out tomorrow and i’m sure things will be different after they’re gone, so here’s my observations about top surgery recovery as of 6 days post-op!

(click here for my first post, from 3 days after)

something i forgot to mention in my last post is that if they tell you a medication has to be taken with food, do not fuck with that. absolutely do not. my antibiotic had to be taken with food and on day 2, i thought “well, i just had breakfast not too long ago, surely that’s close enough and i’ll be fine” and my parents agreed, but guess what? i spent the next hour in hell. the meds made me nauseous so i had to eat, but eating still hurt a lot because of the sore throat from being intubated, so trying to make it better just caused me more pain. and both the sore throat and the nausea (which i guess was as much a heartburn sort of situation as it was nausea) were both very chest-adjacent feelings, so that on top of the usual pain and discomfort from surgery was just a perfect storm of horrible things all centralized to one part of my body. it was awful, and i will never fuck around with something like that again. that being said, if you do find yourself in that situation or are just looking for something light that will still do the job because you’re not that hungry, 10/10 would recommend oatmeal and apple sauce. apple sauce is what finally got my body to stop rioting against me and my bad decisions, and after that i started always taking it halfway through a bowl of oatmeal and that worked perfectly.

on day 4, i was able to sit up and get out of bed by myself for the first time! i still can’t do it just by using my core muscles, but if i hold onto my legs and lower them, i can sort of roll myself up into a sitting position without using any of the affected muscles too much.

on day 5, the sore throat from hell that being intubated gave me finally went away! cheers to not gripping my pillow in pain every two seconds while i swallow my spit anymore. it lasted a while, but it honestly went away pretty fast — on day 4 it was a bit better than it had been, and then the next day it was just gone.

also on day 5, i really started to feel the bandages digging into my armpits. i’m not sure if it’s because the bandage has been slipping up over time, if my armpits have some extra swelling now, or if it’s just been wearing my body down over time, but it feels like it’s starting to cut off circulation at a certain point and it makes my arms ache sometimes. that’s probably not great, but the surgeon will be redoing everything at my post-op anyway so i’ve just been riding it out until then. in the meantime, i can tell it’s definitely worse when i’m sitting back and kind of slouched (because that position pushes it up more), so i try to sit up or walk around when i feel it. having pillows on either side of me to put my elbows up on definitely also helps a lot — that’s how i’ve been sleeping, but it would be good for just sitting too.

also also on day 5, i started getting this weird fluttery feeling in the spot where the left side of my chest and the meat of my left armpit connect. it feels like it’s probably some sort of muscle spasm. it’s not painful at all, but i honestly wish it was because it’s just super weird and uncomfortable instead and i hate it. it genuinely might be my least favorite out of any pains or sensations i’ve had so far. luckily, though, it seems like it’s already died down and only happened a couple times today.

my energy has been all over the place. i’m at the point now where mentally i’m much closer to my normal state so i’m once again having the adhd urge to constantly do stuff, but my body’s ability to keep up is far less consistent. sometimes i get restless and can just get up and pace around for a while, but other times i try to do that and get really quickly exhausted. i’m definitely more able to have conversations and feel more like myself now though, even when my body is tired out.

i’ve been thirsty as all hell the past few days. i feel like i’m constantly asking my boyfriend to refill my water for me because i drain it so fast. it’s a very specific kind of thirst, too — like it never quite goes away even when i’m definitely very thoroughly hydrated, and like anything but water can’t even touch it. it’s not a bad thing, getting lots of fluids after surgery is important and i wouldn’t be surprised if that’s exactly why my body is doing it, but it is a bit frustrating to just be incessantly thirsty for days at a time.

my walking posture is getting straighter every day. i still have to hold my chest to walk because of the bandage feeling like it drags things down, but if i’m walking with my mastectomy pillow, it mostly just looks like a typical slouch and not the deep hunch i started with.

at this point, my chest is super sensitive to any kind of movement, and that’s the other thing the pillow has been really good for at this stage. if the bandage shifts at all, if my body moves at all, basically anything — i feel it all in my chest really intensely. it’s not always painful, but it isn’t comfortable either. holding the pillow to my chest helps stabilize things so the movement doesn’t reach the sensitive parts as much, which is really great.

walking up stairs is easier than walking down stairs, which is the exact opposite of what i would’ve guessed. from what i can tell just from moving around, i think it’s because bending your legs up to a higher step pretty solidly relies on your legs and lower core muscles to make it happen, while reaching your legs down to a lower step requires stretching your body out (which is famously not your body’s favorite thing to do after top surgery). it often feels like i almost can’t reach the step below and have to just barely catch it with the balls of my feet. it’s also just generally been good to take the stairs super slow going up or down because you really can’t use the railing — putting enough weight on it to really rely on it at all requires using chest muscles, so the best i’ve been able to do is just rest my hand on it in case of emergency (because i’d rather hurt my chest than crack my head open if it comes to that).

one of the things that makes the stairs hard is that my center of balance is off from hunching, and that definitely affects my walking too. it’s less pronounced now that i’m in the habit of using the pillow to walk straighter, but i have to take shorter strides and sort of shuffle around because longer strides need better balance, and even with the shuffle i’m stumbling more than usual. i already have some balance problems so i’m pretty used to the feeling of it, but it has freaked my parents out a couple times to see me start listing to one side before i catch myself.

fuck reflexes. reflexes are the actual worst. something i didn’t anticipate is that no matter how careful you are to not reach your arms too far or move them too fast, you can never totally account for what you do if something starts falling. a few times now, i’ve definitely reached too far or fast before stopping myself because i saw something about to go down and my brain instinctively told my hands to catch it. i’m not sure if there’s anything you can really do about that, but it’s worth being aware of because it caught me by surprise the first time i did it.

one side of my chest has been consistently more swollen than the other. that side has also consistently drained less, and the fluid it does drain is darker and redder. we asked my surgeon if that was normal and she said there’s almost always one side that drains more than the other, but it’s still something we’ve been keeping an eye on. hopefully i’ll be able to get a more concrete answer at my post-op, once she can see the swelling up close and look at the drainage numbers from the past week.

as i’ve been getting some use of my body back, the pain in my chest has gotten a bit more obvious. it’s milder pain, and when i’m not doing anything it’s mostly painless to the point where i’m going a lot longer between tylenol doses, but when i’m using my body, i can definitely feel it. the fact that i’m not avoiding physical activity like the plague as much means i’m noticing more pain even though objectively my pain levels have gone down — the things that hurt now didn’t hurt less before, i just didn’t even attempt them before because i knew they would hurt so much. now that the pain is down, i can try more things, which means i’m more likely to try something that ends up hurting. of course, you should always try to follow the if-it-hurts-then-stop rule, but you can’t avoid the pain altogether as you learn your body’s boundaries, so i ended up getting to a point where getting better feels like getting worse.

on that note, i’ve also learned that there’s a pretty distinct difference between milder “i should proceed with caution” pain and intense “stop what you’re doing right now” pain. as much as avoiding things that hurt is ideal, it’s not always realistic, but my body has definitely been very clear in telling me what i can and can’t compromise on. in the beginning i was really paranoid about doing anything that caused any pain at all, but now i’m more familiar with where i can push a bit further if needed and where i really need to hold off.

i’ve been getting chills much more easily lately, and they’ve also been SUPER strong. i’ll be watching a show or listening to music and something will give me chills, and it’s a really intense feeling all across my ribs, and even thinking about the thing that caused it brings on a whole new wave. i’m super curious to see if it’s just a temporary result of my nerves doing their thing or if it’ll stick around long-term. it’s not unpleasant at all, i honestly really like it.

i got some food for myself for the first time today (day 6) and it just involved slicing some pretty soft cheese, but wow, it was a workout for my shoulder. i’m guessing it’s because i haven’t really used my muscles in that way for a week, and because not being able to use my chest muscles means i was relying on my shoulder a lot more to do all the work of moving my arm. by the time i was done, just holding the block of cheese to put it back in the fridge felt like lifting weights.

i didn’t change my shirt the first few days but i’ve changed a few times now, and we’ve perfected the art of getting a button up shirt on me without overreaching my arms at all. basically, you want to put both arms into the sleeves before you lift the shirt up onto your shoulders, because once the shirt is on one shoulder, you have to reach back a lot farther to get to the other sleeve. once you have both arms in, you can lift it onto your shoulders and button it. ideally, whoever’s helping you should do most of the work to pull the sleeves over your arms so you don’t have to stretch your arm out to get them on. i’m sure that’ll be overkill once i have a bit more mobility, but for now, it works great. it definitely would be tough if the shirt was fitted though, so i’m glad i went up a size.

i hope my posts like this have been helpful, or at least interesting to read! i’ll definitely keep updating as time goes on and things change, and i’m also going to work on a breakdown of my experience at the hospital pre- and post-op, as well as my post-op appointment experience once that happens tomorrow.

y’all are getting the good, the bad, and the ugly of my recovery experience. i know a lot of this has been very focused on the bad and the ugly so far because surgery is generally rough, but i’m going to see my chest again tomorrow so stay tuned for some good!

#bet you weren’t expecting an even longer post than my last one #i just have so much to say about this whole experience #i want to document EVERYTHING especially the stuff i haven’t seen other people mention #top surgery adventures #top surgery #trans man #transmasc

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iloveyanderes · 1 year

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I don't know why but I've slowly kind of returned to my demon Slayer faze(mostly my tanjiro simping faze) and I suddenly got a great idea, a great yandere idea.

What if the reader was alive during the time of yoriichi and got their entire family killed by muzan right in front of them. For whatever reason he kept you alive.

Eventually you became a demon Slayer and got to meet yoriichi, becoming close because of your hatred of demons.

When you and yoriichi came across muzan you saw this as your chance to kill him and helped yoriichi.

See the reader is a little reckless and doesn't care what they have to do to get what they want, you know yoriichi has a much better chance at defeating muzan so you do everything to protect him.

Even if that means getting pierced in the stomach.

So you died in yoriichi's arms, while Tamayo screams out how freaking close the two of you were too defeating muzan.

In the afterlife you are immediately offered a spot in heaven but instead you go straight to hell where you demand a meeting with the devil himself.

You made a deal with the devil that if he keeps reincarnating you until muzan is dead you would sell your soul to him, with a smile the devil agrees, when your not looking he adds a secret hidden aspect to your contract, where everyone you meet becomes yandere for you, don't blame him it gets very boring down in hell, it's due for some entertainment.

And that's how you reincarnate over and over again, everyone you meet becomes yandere for you, you give massive help to the demon slaying corps, secretly teaching them stuff from your time.

Eventually you get born to some random lady and get taken in by the kamados, where all of them become platonic yandere, preventing you from up and running like you usually do when your old enough.

Then on one snow cold night, when tanjiros out selling coal you finally meet the reason you sold your soul to the devil.

Muzan... At the time you were far to overtaken by rage that you didn't notice the dead bodies of your family members.

Despite being very young you still lounge at him, unknown to you he figured out about your eternal reincarnating and has been tracking you down for a long time, so instead of kill you he tried to capture you.

The moment you figured this out you hid in the forest, knowing dang well you know the forest a lot better than he does.

When he's finally gone you go look back at your house, it was then that you noticed the dead bodies.

Tanjiro coming back from his coal selling heard the sharp sounds of screams and blood.

Let's just say he was absolutely horrified to see his adopted sister screaming and his entire house covered in blood.

He managed to calm you down and the two of you took nezuko down the mountain.

Then a certain friendless man attacked. Without thinking you grabbed tanjiros axe and threw it at him, disturbing him by how speedy and accurate your throw was.

When nezuko protected you and tanjiro giyuu decided to let her live, seeing yours and tanjiros potential he quickly sent you guys to live with his old teacher.

While tanjiro had lots of difficulty you had none at all, you've done this a thousand times having used a different breath for every single one of your lives, so water breathing was easy peasy.

Skipping all the lame stuff, you meet kanao, zenitsu, inosuke, the hashiras but the most important one is you meet tamayo.

In some of your past lives you met her, she instantly recognized you and the two of you had a private chat, one thing you've never down is told her you sold your soul to the devil is because she's like a protective mother hen to you, you do not want to disappoint her.

The hashiras slowly become yandere for you, you save rengokus life, prevent uzui from retirement, help a bunch of people.

Life is good, but then after a bunch of guilt you decide to spill the beans.

At first their cool with you being reincarnated over and over again to stop muzan but when you get to the part where you sold your soul to the devil they will not be happy.

The ending is a little controversial but one thing that does happen is their planning to capture muzan, the contract won't have to follow if muzan doesn't die.

They will NOT allow your soul to go into the impure hands of the devil.

Meanwhile hell the devil is watching this with an amusing smile on his face, he really didn't care about not getting your soul, this was the greatest entertainment hes gotten in hundreds of thousands of years.

The end

#yandere #yandere imagine #yandere idea #yandere kimetsu no yaiba #yandere demon slayer #yandere kny #yandere tanjiro #platonic yandere #yoriichi watching this mess feom the afterlife #yandere muzan #yandere demon Slayer corps

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sadcharactersrmykryptonite · 8 months

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Sandray and why they are the The good thing at the wrong time, or the right person at the wrong time.

So i have read a lot of amazing meta on this series, especially the ephemarilty squad and it has made the viewer experience so much better. A big thank you to those people.

This post is technically not a meta nor am I claiming this is something groundbreaking. I just wanted to get my thoughts out.

Only friends has been an experience and my favourite couple is sandray. I know it will only give me pain but i am a masochist.

After episode five, I have seen a lot of people start to put blame on either sand or ray or Boston ( who is at 80% fault). But in this series we can't just easily put them in a blame box. It's way to complicated for that, as emotions are.

Ep 5 is from the perspective of sand while ep 4 was from ray, from these two eps we realise how different they are, how different their experiences are.

Ray is not exactly a mature person or even a put together person like sand. And we know why, he has self esteem issues, depression and is an alcoholic due to childhood circumstances. And he does not have a supportive network. And we can't blame the friends group because they are twenty something college kids who have no idea of the seriousness. Case in point, how they wave off rays talks of being a burden and continues to enable his bad habits. He is an incredibly messy character, with clear trauma and we have given enough points, explicitly told through the narrative. We are supposed to feel sympathy for him, we are supposed to feel empathy for him. We should root for him to become better.

Compare that with Boston. Boston has been given implied issues, acted out brilliantly by neo. Now whether they are some deep rooted issues from his childhood or parents or others, we dont know. Cause we are not explicitly told. We are supposed to be see him as the antagonist.

In the case of ray, we have given reason to believe that mew is not a great friend to ray as he claims to be. So we are not supposed to root for them so then who should we root for.

Enter sand, who's practically perfect, put together, mature and hot. But the problem is sand is not a put together person, at all.

Sand juggles between jobs, he takes care of the debt of his mother and is a good son. But he's in need of money and he has told that he will do anything to get more money. Aka his illegal plum business.

Ep 5 gives us mote depth of his character. And from the outside he looks cool, calm and collected, inwardly sand is an emotional person, who's driven by his emotions. Now from the first eps we were led to believe that ray is the emotional drunkard looking for trouble. He's not. Ray is driven by his trauma, his addiction, his thoughts, not his emotions.

Sand on the other hand is quick to anger, sarcastic to the point that someone has probably tried to punch him and has a rigid moral sense. And he wants to take care of stuff. And he falls fast. But he doesn't know how to deal with them.

Sand has gotten hurt before by way of top. And he keeps his emotional walls up. Ray is lonely, he wants to connect. And a lot of people have said that he doesn't know to connect but he does. Everything he does with sand is that, he's forging a connection.

Ray was the one who initiated every one of their interactions, even if it was done in an annoying manner. And sand doesn't give a rigid boundary he immediately gives into ray.

And this connection has already been formed, entirely initiated by ray and its strong. To the point that sand has fallen hard and has already given a designated time for ray.

But they are not in the same page. Sand has told ray that he wants to just be FWB and ray has agreed to that. And while we have seen clear signs from both of then that they like each other, I don't thing they are getting it. There understanding level is clearly marred with their issues, sand with being a second choice and ray with everything.

But they have shown that they can communicate. So why are they not communicating now. Because sand has put up the boundary of FWB. No amount of mooning and looking sad is going to tell ray that he wants to be boyfriends. He has to be explicitly told and sand has to do that.

Ray should also be clear with want he wants. Verbally. But both of them are not in a place of mind to do that. And that is surprising, because we could have expected that from the put together one. Expect sand is dealing with his issues and is unwilling to try , because of the threat of heartbreak and is letting his emotions get the better of him.

On the contrary, in rp 5 , ray seems more calm. He is actually trying, he's connecting with sand with doing the things that he loves. He's falling for sand and I think he does know.

Even after being drunk and high he has the werewithal to open up a conversation, he gave the chance to sand to try. But sand rejected it. That was a big chance and if sand had taken that chance, they could have talked about their current situation. That's what's so heartbreaking about it, because the possibility was there. I mean look at him here.

He clearly wanted him to talk to him.

Expect sand didn't take it, his problems prevented him from doing it, his emotions which were going overbroad prevented him from thinking rationally.

And ray took that rejection, personally. We can easily infer what went through his mind from what we already know ," I am a burden, I am a jinx". "I have tried my best but it's not working, So why should I try more", aka the devastating happy birthday.

Ray was rational at that moment, and dare I say mature, especially considering the scene that happened just before that. Ray was able to think above his emotions and give a rational way out of that predicament. But sand rejection triggered his trauma and he went back to square one.

There was a beautiful post about different types of understanding in this series. That's what is happening here, different types of understanding. But I can't find that post.

At that point both needed to understand the other but there individual issues left them unable to do it. And it's not anyone's fault. It's not a blame game. It's the reality of trauma situations.

How trauma and mental health issues can create problems, can make situations seem bigger then they actually are. How it made two people who are compatible with each other be reluctant to go further.

They can be the perfect couple the audience want them to be. But at this point of time , they are the right person at the wrong time archetype.

And they will remain if they don't communicate. Let's hope by the end of the messiness they both have some clarity on how to go further. And give the audience an emotionally charged story.

#only friends #only friends the series #only friends meta #only friends spoilers #only friends ray #only friends sand #only friends sandray #ofts

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mdhwrites · 1 year

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Fantasy Versus Reality As a Theme: Does TOH Have It?

I REALLY wanted to make this a Jumbled Thoughts blog but honestly talking about The Owl House’s elements in this regard, and if it’s even capable of the theme properly, is too all encompassing to use as simply an example. That’s what the media references in my Jumbled Thoughts blogs are meant to be after all: An example to help reinforce and demonstrate the main point of the blog. For this though, I want to talk about the fact that I talk a lot about The Owl House having this theme. Fantasy versus Reality. Kind of like calling Belos boring, it’s one of those concepts I still fundamentally agree with but I’ve never properly supported in argument so I want to do that now because anyone who disagrees has good reason to do so. After all, the majority of TOH is fairly basic adventure fantasy. For all of its attempts at subversion, most of its answers to problems are either classic or lazy fantasy answers. How it brings characters together, the outcomes of situations, etc. like that map pretty closely to normal fantasy. And... I actually don’t mean that in the way of magic. When we talk about this theme, it’s much more about escapism. It’s actually what makes Luz’s commentary in the second episode so important. She explicitly talks about escapist and romantic literature tropes that she is hoping to fall into. That she is destined for greatness. That this is where she always belonged. The escapism King demonstrates in the first episode and many of his B plots where he doesn’t see the world around him as it is but this romantic version where he is its ruler is actually in theory playing into this as well. Both characters want a version of reality that is not what is actually around them. This is not a terrible base... And it’s also not anything special when it comes to criticism of the fantasy genre. When it comes to trying to subvert it. As an example: I really like a game called Sunless Skies and it has DOZENS of different takes on fantasy and eldritch stories. There’s one where you help lead a rebellion on a work world, look like you’re going to make a real impact... And it barely improves anything. The revolutionary you helped just becomes the new governer of the place because if the workers stop working, if the conditions are changed too drastically... Everyone there will freeze and die. From their lower position, the workers can’t see that so the main thing you gain for them is that instead of forcing them to pretend to be happy for tourists, now people can go see the actual work conditions and sympathize with these people trapped in fantasy sweatshops. Also, they will rebel again if you do not keep them happy on subsequent visits. And this is just ONE story in that game. I can’t 100% recommend the game because it is a TIME SINK (I have over 50 hours into my most recent file and are by no means through all the content) but it is a very good one and I suggest checking it out to see if it looks like something you’d like. I bring this example up partially because it highlights two of the core elements in making this theme work: Consequences and follow through. See, one of the biggest problems for the fantasy genre is that a lot of things get cleaned up a bit too neatly. You beat the big bad emperor and the entire empire gives up. You do something nice for a dragon and that dragon is now a proper ally and going to win you the war effort. When used bluntly and without follow through, this stuff, from people who don’t like the genre, can feel cheap and bad. It can feel like just bad storytelling while a lot of fans of fantasy will say that the journey to beating the big bad or the cost in order to get the dragon to help is what makes it compelling and makes them suspend disbelief for the ending. Consequences and Follow Through demand two things though: Focus and complexity. If the consequences don’t make sense, the theme is going to feel cheap and so they need to be reasonably complex to the solution presented. You also need focus so that it feels like what is happening is actually because of previous events and not because of it just being the plot of the day. I have talked at length about how TOH lacks both of these, though much more the focus than complexity so let’s talk about complexity and we’ll do it with one of the most obvious failures of this: Willow and Amity. A common trope to escapism and kids shows says that once you have your big emotional moment, you two are friends. It doesn’t matter what came before. You two are now allies and ready to fight for each other, if maybe not die. This is done because it allows whatever cost it took to get here to have a satisfying payoff and now the characters can interact freely without having to come up with reason as to why they’re hanging out. It can feel cheap but it’s a very useful narrative tool to boil it down to one act of kindness and one act of forgiveness. But that is fantasy. In reality, if you’ve hurt someone for years and the original mark was incredibly cruel, it can take much more than that to heal. This is why Willow states that she isn’t ready to be friends yet. The problem is that this won’t get brought up again for over half a season and by that time, Amity will have been made into a full good guy, full stop, the girlfriend to the main character and also played Grudgby side by side with Willow in order to save Luz’s ass.

So, to put it mildly, follow through is fucked here. How about complexity? Well, that comes down to how the two actually do finally become friends because the show does decide to pretend that the statement wasn’t just a blatant lie. Amity shows up at Willow’s house and asks if invading her girlfriend’s privacy is okay. Now... A reminder. Willow has categorically had the best morals in the series. She spoke up multiple times throughout S1 about those morals. Anytime someone wanted to break the rules, she was the first to say something besides Hooty’s Moving Hassle. She’s the one who makes the broadcast in support of saving Eda. As a note, this is part of why I think Willow repressing emotions is kind of bullshit. And here is Amity, her bully for NINE YEARS, asking for her permission to betray a friend’s trust and privacy. And yet Willow doesn’t lose it, doesn’t say it’s wrong, doesn’t call Amity out for not having actually changed but instead shrugs at the question and comments on it being weird to have Amity over at her house. Then she asks for her hair to be braided. And then the only other time this gets brought up has to do with Willow wanting Amity to respect how strong of a witch she is which frankly at that point makes Amity appear to be blind and deaf since how powerful her magic is is like 80% of her character in S2, if not the show in general. Which... Brings it back around to Amity needing to just have a heart to heart with Willow and now they’re best friends fighting together. Which just loops us right back around to the initial point with a lot more time wasted. And this is EVERY time that the show tries to make this theme have any bit to it. You do have Eda in the first half of S1 actually making statements for it because she’s just mean and sarcastic at Luz for most of that portion of the show and openly mocking every attempt Luz has about the world being fantastical or trying to apply normal fantasy or escapist tropes to things. But none of it really sticks. In fact, for half the show, the writing just isn’t willing to be mean enough to Luz in order for the escapism to be questioned and make Eda feel like she’s making real statements. After all, ALL of Hexide is textbook escapism. Two immediate best friends who are at the top of their fields and love you, a rival who you can show up, bonus points for them actually being your romantic interest because BOY is TOH not the progenitor of rivals to lovers, and you immediately are the most special kid in school, logic be damned. Worse yet, Luz straight up equates shit between her and Amity to the Azura series and NOT being refuted on it. Not having that bite her and have her lose points with Amity. Instead, those wants for escapism and re-enactment explicitly lead to some of the biggest moments in which she grows closest to Amity. Adventure in the Elements is even like this where her wanting a shortcut with magic to play the witch is what leads to her getting a power up and saving the day. So... Why do I claim that TOH still was at bare minimum trying to go for this theme even if it so obviously failed? Well... Because it is the explicit theme of Luz’s character for HALF THE SHOW. In a really smart show, Yesterday’s Lie is when that other foot drops. It shows how much damage Luz’s fantasy has done to others and calls her out properly for it, forcing Luz to actually change how she behaves and interacts with things. Hollow Mind does the same thing but even more severely. Luz states the latter multiple times while Vee herself screams at Luz about how good her reality was and yet she threw it away for a fantasy. That is explicitly trying to make this theme and change Luz’s behavior for it. The problem is the inciting incident of one of these two is AFTER THE FIRST ONE. Elsewhere Elsewhen is S2B after all where Luz doesn’t question her lies, how a person is reacting to things, the fact that things are going so easily for her, etc. like that. She’s treating it still like a fantasy tale. So Vee’s words obviously didn’t stick. This is even more demonstrated by the fact that her promise to her mother is haunting her far more in Falls and Follies than anything to do with her having actually fucked up. She’s more worried, explicitly, about losing the fantasy than introspecting on what she has in front of her. Now yes, this all is handled EXTREMELY poorly. I’ve talked about how Luz’s ‘trauma’ is really poorly written, especially from a fantasy standpoint. If we want to talk about escapism and simple answers to complex problems, we just have to look at Luz’s character finish. She takes the question of accidentally having helped bad people achieve bad goals and somehow turns that into “All I needed was to be understood” and that gets her to stop questioning her actions or feeling bad. It is... bonkers how badly the fall outs from Hollow Mind and Yesterday’s Lie are handled. But it almost doesn’t matter for this blog. How poorly or well it’s handled is good to interrogate but the question is if this is a theme of the show? Is it proper to criticize the show for not following through on it, contradicting it, etc. like that. And normally how well a show does a theme actually does determine if it’s a theme of the show. But TOH states it. TOH makes it explicit. They have, in multiple episodes, stated as a thesis of the show, character arcs, etc. like that, in the text of the show, that this is a theme. That this is the point. That there are consequences to you living out your fantasy and denying reality. It makes arguing that it doesn’t impossible because the writers make it clear that this was part of the intent. Much like how you have to judge Eda, King and Luz’s relationship as found family rather than just as friends because the show makes them explicitly a family. Explicitly tries to make itself about found family. Regardless of how true that is.

It’s another one of those elements of the show that make it appear to be BEGGING to be analyzed. After all, most shows prioritize, I dunno, showing off their concepts more than their themes because the concept matters more. The themes people get out of the work is a secondary, more academic enjoyment. This is, yes, normally considered a higher class of enjoyment but I think as a content creator, if that’s your focus then you need to get your head out of your ass unless you are explicitly writing something that’s trippy as balls where the symbolism is also the substance. An adventure, comedy show for kids is not that. The themes should be a secondary priority after just telling a good, engaging, morally rich narrative. Avatar the Last Airbender has themes but when the show starts, those aren’t the point. It’s about meeting Aang, Zuko, Sokka, Katara, understanding their dynamics, understanding their world, their viewpoints etc. like that. It focuses on engaging you through these elements before it gets into its deeper lessons or goals. Even then, those elements are usually still explicitly tied to the characters. Episode 2 of TOH doesn’t do that though. Most of the elements in that episode will be contracted by season 2 (cool to be threatening the child you adopted with rent Eda. Real cool.), we don’t learn much about any of these characters that we didn’t know from the first episode, it doesn’t really establish their dynamic because S1 struggles to have a dynamic with the three of them because Luz is so busy with Hexide stuff and so... The point to the second episode is about that theme. About having a message of “There are no chosen ones” and “Luz, you can’t treat this like you’re the hero in a fantasy book.” And the only reason I’m not commenting on how much the finale is a complete failure of these themes is because I’m waiting until Saturday to do that. But trust me, a show as loud and blunt as TOH as to have thesis statements in the show really couldn’t finish without admitting it had failed to stay on point, somewhat like this rambling blog. And a final note while I’m rambling: It is good for stories to have themes. I’m not saying they shouldn’t. Some will even state their themes, like Amphibia did at the end of its series. But... They usually do it at the end either from a position of strength where they can go back, evaluate their story, etc. like that and say it with confidence, or it can feel like they’re pulling nothing out of their ass right at the end to act like there was a deeper point to the story. TOH is more unique in that it pulled shit out of its ass MID STORY and then didn’t follow up on it. It knew, explicitly, what it wanted its themes to be and still failed to properly follow through or execute on the majority of them and that’s MIND BOGGLING. After all, if you have a theme in mind, your narrative and characters should support that. And I hope I’ve made it clear how much that’s not the case, bare minimum with this theme. ======== I have a public Discord for any and all who want to join!

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The Popcorn Incident (a Benatar x Reader smut fic!!)

NOTES: Hey guys!! You seemed to like my Puff smut fic, so here’s a Benatar one😈😈 this is painfully self indulgent and cringe 😭😭 but enjoy anyways LMFAO.

DISCLAIMERS; Reader is AFAB, Benatar is painfully British, He’s also a virgin lol, Breeding kink, Reader is the top.

It was a painfully boring night on the YFM tour bus, which was a rare occurrence. Typically, the others would be doing something insanely chaotic, yet everyone was mellowed out for the time being. None of you were up to much in the slightest, since you had all already practiced together for the day. Meaning that there wasn't much left for the lot of you to do.

You were currently sitting on the sofa beside Axel, mindlessly strumming random chords on your electric guitar. Benatar was in the ‘kitchen’ preparing some tea for himself, while Puff and Deejay were sitting at the table, making small talk. You sure were hoping something would happen soon, because you were losing your mind to boredom.

“Ugh man, I’m so fuckin bored dawg!” Axel complains as he leans against you with an obnoxiously loud yawn. You tense up at the contact with a small blush, accidentally messing up the em chord you were attempting to play previously. “True that, I swear there ain’t nothing to do on this motherfucking bus,” Deejay agrees with a tired sigh. “Yes I must agree, this evening has been quite a bore. I suppose I shall have my tea and head off to bed th—“ Benatar was cut off by Puff, who suddenly stood from the table with a wild grin on his face. Oh great here we go again. That's the look he always gets whenever he has a bad or downright devious idea. You didn't like where this was going in the slightest.

“Guys, let’s play truth or dare!” Puff suggested. Deejay sighs and shakes his head “man what are we, highschoolers?” he mumbles. “Oh c’mon it’ll be fun, don’t be a bunch of pussies!” Puff then sits on the floor and motions for everyone else to come join him. Everyone reluctantly obeys him. “Alright let's get this show on the road! Haha!” Puff grins and slaps his knee. You were a bit nervous to say the least, but who knows; maybe it’ll be fun?

“Hey, y/n! Truth or dare?” Puff questions while pointing directly at you. You jump up, feeling a bit startled. Oh great, of course he had to pick you first. Fun was simply out of the question now. You thought for a second, now this may be the most ‘chicken’ option, but you wanted to play it safe! You knew how wild Puff could be. “Truth,” you were just hoping he wouldn’t ask anything too weird. “How big are those tits baby?” Puff wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. A blush spreads across your cheeks at the question, you should have known he would ask something weird! You now regret even agreeing to play this in the first place. You now nervously gaze down at the bus floor, thinking about what exactly to say.

Benatar could sense you were a bit uncomfortable with the question, so he spoke up for you. “Erm Puff, maybe you shouldn’t ask dear y/n stuff like tha—'' he was attempting to stick up for you, only to be shot down. “Oh c’mon it's just for fun you loser! Plus I bet you're curious too, you perv. I know damn well you’ve probably jacked off to the thought of those fat tits before!” Benatars face flushes at the accusation, his lips part in shock. The brit was speechless as he looked at the floor. Axel laughs obnoxiously while ruffling Benatar's hair. “Haha! You got a little crush or somethin you fuckin dick? I mean, I don’t blame you y/n is one super hot mama, I mean have you seen that ass!? She's so—“ Axel was cut off by Puff. He sure did seem to love cutting people off while they were talking. “Shut up, idiots! Y/n still hasn't answered!” Puff rolls his eyes. Everyone then finally settles down and looks at you expectintally, causing you to get nervous again.

After a few moments of hesitation, you timidly blurt out what your bra size was to everyone. Which earns you some suggestive comments, mainly from Puff, and even some howling from Axel? Benatar was the only one who didn’t say a word. He simply sat with a blush while shaking his head at his band mates reactions. You shrug it off with a blush of your own as you ponder on who you were going to ask. After some thinking, you end up deciding you want to fuck with Axel a little, since he’s been picking on poor Benatar all night. Plus, Benatar was sweet enough to try to stick up for you earlier. So you wanted to stick up for him now.

“Hey Axel, truth or dare?” You question, a devious smirk displayed on your face. Axel is quick to respond “dare obviously! I'm not a coward!” The man gave you a toothy grin. “I dare you to eat a raw egg and you have to swallow it too! No spitting it out.” You giggle evilly, it wasn't a super awful dare but you didnt wanna be too mean. He was still your friend after all. Axel seemed stunned for a moment, but wasn't hesitant to hop up to head over to the fridge for an egg. “Hah! Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to swallow it all, because spitters are quitters man! Wait, that sounded kind of gay. Everyone please ignore me…” Axel rambled on as he stood in front of the lot of you.

The brute then crushes the egg open with his bare hand, before slurping up the raw yolk inside. Axel was true to his word and swallowed it all with a scowl. You and the others chuckled at his goofy expression as he sat back down. “Now Benatar you fuckin wimp, truth or dare?” Axel snickers. Benatar seemed visibly nervous that he was picked. For a moment he was silent as he contemplated, but wanting to seem cool to everyone, he went with dare.

“I dare you to shove your face right between y/n’s tits for a whole minute!” Axel howls with laughter, Puff and Deejay joining in. The brit was quick to get red in the face for the second time that evening. You couldn't help but turn red as well. You surely didn’t see that coming.

Hesitantly, Benatar crawls over to sit in front of you. “Oh heavens, I'm terribly sorry about this. Is this even okay, my love?” He asks before profusely continuing to apologize, despite the fact he hadn't even done anything yet. You laugh and give a shrug. “Well hey I mean, it is only a small dare, so it's okay! It’ll be over before you know it.” You smile sweetly at him.

Benatar lets out a shaky breath before finally leaning down towards your chest. The brit then nudges his soft face between your breasts. You could feel how hot his face was against your skin, it was cute how flustered he was over a silly dare. Teasingly, you wrap your arms around the boy to bring him in closer to you, causing him to gasp and tense up. Seeing Benatar so nervous like this was starting to make you feel some kind of way.

“Havin fun, you dork??” Axel taunts the blonde. Benatar attempts to speak, but his words come out in a muffle since his face is still smothered between your fat tits.

Eventually, a minute passes and the two of you seperate. Benatar is breathing unevenly, his face flustered a dark red shade; even his blonde hair was a bit disheveled. You just adored how he looked right now. It was seriously the cutest thing ever.

The others, especially Axel, were laughing to kill themselves at the his reaction. Which only made the brit more embarrassed. “Oh sod off, you plonkers,” Benatar mumbles as he scoots back to his previous spot.

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As the night went on, the game of truth or dare ended up being short lived. You all got bored of it. Puff had then suggested another ‘brilliant’ idea to everyone. He recommended they all go to the Bald Beaver, and so that's where the majority of the band went. Except for you and Benatar— the two of you decide to remain on the bus, since Benatar suggested you guys could ‘watch the telly’ together. You guys never went out to the clubs much with the others anyways. Clubs were too much of a hassle for you personally. The amount of men that tried to hit on you in a single night was unreal. You just simply didn’t want to deal with it tonight. Plus, you couldn’t turn down Benatar’s offer, it did sound rather pleasant.

You and Benatar were now curled up on the couch as you opened up Netflix. The first thing you saw was a random American movie both of you had never seen before. You guys weren’t from America, so you were unfamiliar with American titles such as these. You figured to just choose to play that movie instead of spending 30 minutes trying to find another film. As it played on, it didn't seem overly interesting in the slightest; that was until a literal sex scene came on. To say you were shocked was an understatement. Maybe next time you should actually read the description for the movie before playing it.

It wasnt just any sex scene either, it was starting to get rather kinky. At first, the woman on screen had smothered the man’s face right between her bare breasts, simply teasing him. It seemed rather normal as of now. But it wasn’t long before there were blindfolds, whips and all kinds of other things being displayed on the screen. Is this the type of shit Americans liked?

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Benatar shuffling nervously. Unbeknownst to you, the poor man was starting to get a little hot and bothered down south. The start of the scene had reminded him of how earlier that evening you had done the same thing to him. He begins to remember how soft and warm your cleavage was, he wishes he could have stayed between your breasts forever. A tent began to form in his jeans at the thought, Benatar subtly attempted to cover his little problem by placing the popcorn bowl over his lap. He was praying that you wouldn’t notice. He was ashamed for thinking such dirty things about his dear friend. The mixture of his thoughts, and the film playing on the screen in front of him was making him feel lightheaded.

Sure, he’s seen porn before, but surprisingly enough he had never actually had sex. So sitting beside a very beautiful girl, whom he happened to have a slight crush on, while watching this? While he was also having dirty thoughts about said girl? Yeah, he was kind of losing his cool. “You okay, Benatar? You seem a bit nervous honey,” you question the brit. The man in question yelps, whipping his head to look over at you. You notice he’s flustered yet again. “Oh um, I’m… I’m quite alright, darling.” Benatar audibly gulps while looking away. Seeing him like this was driving you crazy. You just had to tease him a little bit more.

“Aw, is someone all flustered over a little sex scene?” You taunt, although admittedly the scene was making you blush too. To be fair, it was some pretty kinky stuff. Benatar was quick to shake his head vigorously to show his disagreement. “No! Not at all…” he lied while beginning to fidget with his pale fingers nervously. You lean in close to him with a large grin “you sure?” Benatar visibly stiffened up, before looking to the floor timidly. Holy shit, did he just whine? How cute.

You decided that the poor brit has had enough teasing for now, so you sit back properly in your original spot on the sofa. Benatar let out a shaky sigh of relief as he shovels some popcorn into his gob. “Hey Benatar, gimme the bowl. You're hogging it all!” You joked playfully as you nudged him with your elbow, a grin on your lips as you placed your hands on the bowl.

Benatar jumped up with a loud gasp, shaking his head aggressively. “No! I mean um, you can't have it because… it's no good, It's gone baltic!” Benatar attempted to persuade you to not take the bowl, he almost seemed in a small panic as he spoke. You quirk an eyebrow at the blonde, feeling confused. “It’s gone… cold? C’mon, I had some just a bit ago and it was still piping hot! Now hand it over to me, you dork.” You tease while taking the bowl from his lap, and that’s when you saw it. There in the front of his black jeans stood a rather large bump.

Your lips part in shock as you stare at his boner, so that’s why he didn’t want to move that bowl. Benatar whimpered out pathetically while avoiding eye contact. “Oh my, I’m terribly sorry darling. I don’t know what happened! I um I just, I started thinking about earlier. The truth is… I quite fancy you, love. I have for quite some time now.” The brit stumbles over his words shyly as he confesses to you.

You were awestruck at his words, you had no clue he returned your feelings. To be truthful, you’ve had a crush on him ever since you joined the band all those years ago. “Oh Benatar, I like you a lot too,” you state with a blush while placing the popcorn bowl aside before putting a gentle hand on his thigh, causing the man to stiffen up. “Now, would you like some help there with your little problem?” You giggled teasingly, the blonde was baffled at your offer. “You… you would help me with it, love? Really?” Benatar questions with an audible gulp, seeming absolutely flabbergasted.

You shut off the tv before turning to face him. Gingerly, you hold Benatar's hands in your own, giving him a soft smile “of course, honey.” As you held his hands, you noticed his hands were shaking, and a tad bit sweaty. You frown a little bit at his nervousness, “are you sure you want me to help you out? You seem so anxious,” you ask with genuine concern. You would never want to make Benatar uncomfortable.

Benatar is fast to nod in response, “yes! I just… um, oh goodness… I’ve never quite done this sort of thing before.” To say you're surprised is an understatement. He was such a total babe magnet! How has no one fucked the ever living hell out of him? Knowing you were going to be his first made more heat pool down south. “Oh Benatar, don’t you fret. I’ll take such good care of you honey…” you whisper while shuffling yourself onto the brits lap. You wrap your arms around his neck before leaning in to kiss his face softly. You wanted to take things slow with him, considering he was new to this.

“Good heavens, you're so lush…” Benatar compliments as your kisses trail down his neck. You can’t help but giggle at his painfully British compliment as you begin to suckle and nip gently at his neck, causing the man’s breath to hitch. While leaving marks on his neck, you decide you grind yourself on the man's lap, causing a high pitched whine to leave his throat. The sound instantly sends a rush of arousal straight through you. You had no clue he could make such cute noises. You desperately needed to hear more.

Leaning up, you connect your lips to the brits plump ones. Benatar makes a startled noise at first, but it doesn’t take long before he melts like butter right into the kiss. The kiss is quick to get more heated. His slender fingers make their way to your face, now softly cupping your cheeks. The sweet gesture made your heart do a flip in your chest. How was he such a sweetheart?

As you pull away, a trail of saliva connects you both. “Benatar, before we continue this, let’s take this to my bed, shall we?” You suggest with a wink while the two of you stand up. You take his hand before leading him to the bed, he trails behind you like a lost puppy. Playfully, you shove him onto the mattress with a gentle push. Benatar propped himself up on his elbows not too long after he was tossed onto your bed, just so he could still have a view of you.

“May I take my top off, pretty please? It’s awfully hot in here…” Benatar suddenly questioned. You nod, deciding to even help him with it. You don’t hesitate to move close to him to help him remove his suit jacket, followed by his dress shirt and tie. Once it's all removed, you toss it all to the floor carelessly before admiring the shirtless brit. The boy blushes once he noticed you gawking at him.

You figured now you should strip a bit as well, it’s only fair after all. Maybe you would tease the man a bit by giving him a little personal ‘strip show’. In a painfully slow manner, you grab a hold of the bottom of your tank top before pulling it off of yourself. You watched him closely as you did, wanting to drink up all his reactions. So far he hadn’t had any major reaction, that was until you reached your hands behind yourself to unclip your bra. His lips part in shock, his face even becoming a darker shade of red. He must have been eager to see your tits, how cute.

As your bra was removed and discarded else where, he couldn’t help but gawk at the sight of your bare chest. “Pardon me for staring, love. You just… oh gosh, you have such beautiful breasts,” Benatar compliments bashfully. He was so awfully polite with his word choice, you found it adorable. You thank him before sliding your pants off.

There was only one more garment remaining on your body now, and that was your panties. You smirk as an idea forms in your mind. “Oh Benatar, come sit at the ledge of the bed for a moment.” Benatar is quick to scramble up and sit at the ledge of the bed in front of you, he was so obedient.

“Take these off for me, please pretty?” You ask while pointing down at your underwear. You could see a bead of sweat drip off the boy's red face, he was adorably flustered. Benatar swallows hard and reaches his shaking hands out towards you, only to place them on your hips softly. Benatar was so gentle with you, he was treating you as if you were a fragile porcelain doll who could shatter at any moment.

Benatar hooks his slender fingers under the sides of your panties, before looking up at you. He was silently asking for permission, despite the fact you’ve already given it to him. You giggle with a nod, letting him know it’s fine to proceed. His kindness practically made your heart leap out of your chest. Finally, he slides your panties down your thighs, letting them drop to the floor beneath you. He can’t help but stare at the spot between your legs. “My gosh…” the Brit mumbles as he admires your glistening pussy, you were already absolutely soaked.

“Does my sweet boy like what he sees?” You taunt as you softly cup his cheek. Benatar nods quickly as he continues to admire it. “Yes love, your body's like an angels. You're so gorgeous…” he speaks softly. You blush at his kind words while dropping down to your knees in front of him. “You’ve been such a good boy for me, I think I should reward you honey,” you say whilst unzipping his pants. Benatar gulps as he watches on nervously, his breath already getting more rapid by the minute.

At last the only thing standing in your way was his boxers. The front of his boxers were already slathered with precum, how adorable. You slip off his boxers with ease, allowing his cock to finally spring free from its containment. It stood tall and proud in all its glory, precum drooling from the head. You gawk at the size, he was packing! You would have never guessed. “Wow…” you whisper as you admire his dick. The brit shuffled around shyly as you stared on. “Is it any good, lovey?” He questions, hoping you were impressed with his size. “Oh yes, your cock is perfect. It's so perfect that I may just have to tit fuck it,” you tease. Benatar’s cock twitches at your words, he must like the way you dirty talked to him.

You grasp a hold of your tits before placing them around Benatar’s hard cock. Benatar lets out a choked moan before gripping the bed sheets at his sides tightly. You’ve hardly done anything yet he's already so excited.

As you begin to move your tits up and down on the brits dick, he's already letting out the most delightful sounds. He attempts to cover his mouth to muffle his noises, but you put a stop to that quickly. Your actions freeze suddenly, causing the boy to whine. “Benatar, uncover your mouth. Please? I want to hear all of those dirty little noises that are going to leave that mouth of yours.” Benatar hesitates but uncovers his mouth, he wouldn’t want to disobey you. “Good boy,” you praise as you continue your previous actions.

“Oh my gosh love, that… oh that feels lovely. Please don’t stop,” he whimpers out. Once again, you abruptly stop tit fucking the man. “Oh? Did you say to stop? Okay then,” you tease. You heard the blonde perfectly well, but you just had to have your fun with him. Benatar is quick to shake his head in disagreement. “No! Oh goodness no… I said to please not stop. This feels like heaven on earth, love. Oh please mistress don’t stop now, pretty please? I’ll be such a good boy, I promise…” he begs pathetically with a noisy whine.

Holy shit. Did he just fucking call you mistress? If you weren't already turned on enough, that title alone made you drip with arousal. “Fuck your so god damn cute,” you compliment before desperately moving your tits up and down on his cock again. You were going to make this boy cum harder than he ever has before, you would make sure of it. As you continue your work, you gaze up at Benatar, admiring the mess you’ve made of him. His chest rose and fell rapidly with every shaky breath that escaped his lungs, his face burned a bright cherry red shade. Sweat droplets fell from his pretty face, and the moans that left his parted lips were downright angelic.

It seemed he was starting to get closer to orgasm. With the way his cock twitched between your boobs and the way his legs trembled, there was no way he wasn’t close. “Does my pretty boy want to cum? Aw, how cute! Go ahead honey, make a mess all over mistresses face.” You quicken your pace as you open your mouth, letting your tongue stick out. You were hoping you could possibly catch a few drops of his cum on your tongue. Your words sent Benatar over the edge with ease. “Ah! oh love, my gosh…” he tosses his head back for a moment with a shaky moan as he coats your face with his cum, his hands tightly gripping onto your bedsheets.

You were shocked with how much he was cumming, he was practically painting your face a whole new color. “Mm, fuck honey. You came so much…” you point out. Benatar gets painfully red at your comment. “Oh dear, I apologise! I um, gosh I didn’t mean to make such a mess, should I help you clean it up? Or—“

You cut him off with a chuckle while shaking your head. “Don’t worry, I got this” you say while beginning to gather the cum from your face, only to lick it off your fingers. Benatar is stunned as he watches “darling, don’t do that now… you're going to get me all hot and bothered again,” Benatar pleads for you to cease your actions. “Oh really? That’s good to know,” you tease as you continue licking your fingers clean. Benatar’s cock throbs with need as he watches in awe.

Once your face and fingers are (somewhat) cleaned off, you stand up whilst giving the blonde a smirk. “Now, be good and lay down on the bed for me,” you beckon for the man to lay. Benatar obeys and sprawls himself across your bed. At a teasingly slow pace, you crawl on top of the brit and gaze down at him.

“Are you ready for the ride of your life, sweetheart?” Benatar nods eagerly while speaking “yes, oh yes please ma’am.” He was so polite, it honestly weirdly turned you on in a sense. Without hesitation, you drop yourself down on Benatar's cock. A loud choked moan leaves the man's mouth as he rests his hands on your hips “oh gosh!” He cries out noisily. You can't help but let a moan of your own out, the way he stretched you out was unreal. It's almost as if your pussy was made for him.

As you slam yourself up and down on his cock, his noises are music to your ears. “Benatar… fuck, you're so cute honey. That’s right, keep moaning for me like that, good fucking boy” you whine out. All the praise made the poor boy's head feel fuzzy. He decided to attempt to return the praise. “You um, goodness miss. You look stunning riding me like that…” he speaks shakily as his grip on your hips gets a bit rougher. You smile at his attempt to compliment you, he was so shy with the way he spoke. You just loved it.

“Benatar, how would you feel if I asked you to cum inside of me?” You question with a heavy pant. Benatar’s cock twitching inside of you and the way his hips bucked upwards was enough of an answer, but you wanted to hear him say how badly he wanted to. “Oh gosh, you would let me? Are you sure? That sounds awfully naughty…”

You nod with a smirk “mm fuck yes, fill me up Benatar. Cum inside of me, breed me deep. Don’t hold back, I want to be your personal cumdump. I want to be your dirty little whore. Let my pussy be your slutty little breeding toy,” you moan. One of the hands that had previously been gripped on your hip had made its way to his mouth. Benatar placed his hand over his mouth in shock at your words. He had no idea you could say such foul things. What he was more shocked about though, was that he was into it, a lot. it sent a new wave of arousal through him.

Benatar whimpers pathetically into his hand as his hips begin bucking upwards into you ever so slightly. He couldn't control himself at this point, you just felt too good. “That's right, good fucking boy. Fuck into your mistress like that. You're going to breed me so well, aren’t you my sweet boy? Oh fuck yes, ah that’s it, just like that.”

That was all it took for Benatar’s breath to hitch as he came with a high pitched whine. His hands grasped tightly onto your love handles desperately once again, as the brits cock twitches and pulses inside of your pussy. He’s filling you to the brim with his cum. The feeling alone easily sent you over the edge with a loud moan. You were cumming hard around his cock, your legs shook from the intensity of your orgasm. “Fuck, oh my god. This feels fucking amazing,” you moan breathlessly as the man fills you with everything he’s got.

“Fuck Benatar, god I love you,” you lean down, giving the blonde a loving kiss. He returned the gesture with 0 hesitation, the way he kissed you was so gentle and sweet. After the kiss, you finally pull yourself off of Benatar's cock. The amount of cum that spilled out of you was downright insane. “Holy shit, you sure do cum a lot, don’t you?” You taunt him with a chuckle. Benatar stares in awe as he watches his cum spill out of you, if he wasn't so exhausted he’s sure it would have made him hard yet again.

“You were so good for me sweetheart, would you like some tea as a reward?” You ask with a soft smile. Benatar returns the smile while giving you a nod “yes please love, I’d really fancy a cup of tea.” You shimmy out of your bed, slipping on your bra and panties before tossing Benatar his boxers with a wink. “You better put those back on just in case anyone comes back later” you giggle. Before leaving the room, you sneakily snatch Benatars dress shirt off of the floor. You decide to slip it on yourself once you’ve left the bedroom, leaving a few of the top buttons undone. The poor boy would probably have a heart attack seeing you in his shirt, but that's perhaps exactly what you wanted. You sure did love to tease.

You make your way to the counter, preparing the brit his tea while humming. You find yourself lost in thought, thinking about all the things that occurred that evening as the kettle boils. You were so caught up in your head, that you never heard the door to the bus slam open until it was too late.

“Dude her boobs were like two melons in a shirt! I’m telling y—“ whoever the owner of the voice was had stopped themselves mid sentence. You had snapped out of your thoughts at last, and froze in fear. Oh fuck. Slowly, you turn around and sure enough there stood your fellow band members (minus Benatar of course). All of them had their mouths agape in shock as they stared at you.

You were in quite the state. Not only were you half naked while wearing Benatar’s shirt, but your hair was disheveled. What had happened between you and the blonde while the others were away was painfully obvious. You felt your cheeks burn with embarrassment, of course they had to come back now of all times. “Did you and Benatar have sex!?” Puff yells. Oh boy, you weren't ever going to hear the end of this one.

#your favorite martian #yfm #benatar #benatar yfm #benatar x reader #benatar x reader smut #Benatar smut #Benatar your favourite martian #yfm x reader

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francis-writes · 2 years

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Gorr the God Butcher x Demigod!Reader

I watched Thor: love and thunder yesterday and I am in love so I guess I am gonna post some more stuff about Gorr soon

For the most of your life, you thought that you're a normal mortal. There happened a few little accidents - weird, you could even say magical - but you had no idea why you were feeling different than your peers.

Then one day you discovered that one of your parents aren't your biological mother/father. Finding out that you have other parent was hard enough, but it couldn't compare to the moment when you learned that you're a demigod.

It was a bit annoying and sad that for so many years your godly parent didn't even try to meet you but after all you could accept it. Maybe they were too busy. Or they didn't want to accidently *ujawnic you their true nature. Or… just anything, you could found them billions of excuses. Just to believe that they left you not of their own will.

So, with fear and excitement, you decided to contact them and finally meet your parent. They agreed but your conversation looked nothing like you imagined it. They seemed bored, they weren't even a bit interested in your life (you had the impression that if they could, they would talk only about themselves), even when they listened to your words, they criticised your actions, and complained that you achieved nothing (as if they expected that a duty of every demigod is to become superhero or a genius or whatever). No sympathy. Now you understood why they left you. For them you were less important than a weapon or a golden bracelet.

Nothing strange that you began to hate the gods. You met only your parent but it turned out to be enough to make you treat every divine being as greedy, narcissistic, mean and unworthy.

One day you heard about Gorr and his mission of slaughtering all the gods. Maybe you overreacted a bit, but then you thought he's right and the world will be a better place without gods. So you decided to find him and offer him your help.

Gorr was a bit surprised when he heard your proposition. You explained him your history and he decided to accept your help. He wanted to kill gods but he rather didn't have any plans in matter of their mortal children. Moreover, Gorr understood your anger and desire of revenge.

To this time he was doing great only with his sword but during war allies (especially the ones with demigod powers) are priceless.

(Maybe you didn't have an experience in fight but you will learn during travel. After all, shadow monsters did great job during attacks)

Gorr didn't make secrets out of his life and soon he told you about road that lead him to this place, and about dead of his daughter. You felt sorry for him but he didn't want your compassion, especially that he was on his way to avenge his family and his people.

Sometimes you were worrying about your friend. His condition was worse with every day and you knew that sword is slowly destroying him. Was revenge worth the price? But you stayed silent, fully aware that Gorr didn't care about his health and your words would make any difference.

After some time of working together, you noticed that you like your accomplice more and more. To be honest, you had a crush on him but you didn't want to admit it to yourself. And you definitely would never admit it to him. You were sure that Gorr didn't reciprocate your feelings. The only things that really mattered to him were a family he lost, and his revenge. You? You were only a side-kick. A friend at best.

And yet, while not murdering gods, you spent a lot time talking and laughing. Power of sword made Gorr going more mad with every day but you didn't mind it. You liked his humour and view on the world. And actually Gorr really enjoyed your presence too. Until you appeared in his life, he didn't realize how lonely he felt.

He loved you too but he also didn't want to admit his feelings. Even if there was a chance that you feel the same way about him, there was no possibility of a life together for you. He swore to destroy the gods. There was no time for romance.

Moreover, Gorr was cursed and starting a relationship with you would be sentencing you for later grief.

When he kidnapped the children, you had a moment of hesitation if you're not going too far but you quickly told yourself that no harm will happen to them and they are only a *przynedta. Gorr could hate the gods but he wouldn't hurt innocent kids.

While dying, he was happy that you and his daughter are by his side and you wouldn't be alone when he'd be gone. But in the last moments, Gorr decided to tell you the true and admit he loved you.

When he died, you adopted his daughter. It made him calm to know that he doesn't have to worry about her because she will have a good caretaker.

Of course you took her on missions to help Thor. Well, in the meantime, you learned how to fight too and you created quite good team.

Version 2 because I am delusional and I like happy endings

Let's say that your demigod powers allowed you to heal people and you managed to save Gorr's life and you created happy little family with his daughter :)))) you bought a lil nice house in the cottage and you lived a happy life with no more murders and dangerous missions (well, maybe just a few. In a year).

#thor love and thunder #thor imagines #thor love and thunder imagines #gorr the god butcher #gorr the godkiller #gorr x reader #gorr imagine #gorr the god butcher x reader #marvel imagines

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reasonablysurmised · 10 months

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(re-posting a previous reblog response brain-vomit essay from this morning, because I actually care about what happens to this website and want to know if other agree I guess?)

To whatever second-tier Silicon Valley social media business consultant came up with the Tumblr Updates plan: 1) stay away from this website, and 2) the "new users" aren't gonna sleep with you.

Okay that was salty but in all seriousness: this reads like a plan by someone who came in with pre-set ideas about how social media is "supposed" to work, spent two weeks running numbers while absorbing little to nothing about what people actually enjoy about this website, and spat out a plan that could well be correct on "the numbers" but is off-target about everything else--in a way that WILL end up impacting "the numbers," because people will leave.

Ultimately, this reads like a plan to "optimize" not just this website, but the PEOPLE who make up the user base--the fundamental "problem" with the current user base is that we can't be optimized and despise all efforts to do so. Personally, I will walk away from this website in a heartbeat the second it starts to look like "optimization" is the new raison d'etre, and certainly if it starts to impact the functioning and content of the website and the interactions I have on it. I've quit Facebook and Twitter and breathed a sigh of relief over both; it wasn't difficult and I experienced zero regret.

If Disneyland stops being fun because they've started "streamlining the user experience" by mandating that you go on rides in a particular order that they've decided "maximizes fun" I WILL STOP BUYING TICKETS TO DISNEYLAND (metaphorically, I'm not actually a Disney adult, though godspeed to them as they partially enable DeSantis' demise).

"Oh but you don't actually pay for anything here anyway," okay, valid and fair; if the PARK starts introducing "helpers" who smile at me and usher me to a particular bench and say "this is the view we think you'll like best based on the data we collected on you without your active awareness, the dogs are cutest from here, the sunset looks best from here, by the way YOU look best to other users from here (but also in case you want to look better here is a company with a monthly subscription to receive the most flattering clothes for your body type!)"......I will fucking run so fast from that park. I will never come back. I will start reading more, I have a backlog that can last me for years, don't try me. If I miss the outdoors and every single public park is like this I will start trespassing in people's wooded backyards before I will come back. I believe that I am metaphorically in the majority for current Tumblr users with this sentiment.

Now it's possible, maybe probable, that the part they're not saying out loud is that 1) they know they'll lose a lot of current users but they believe the glut of new users they will allegedly get by taking these actions will offset that loss, and 2) they believe that the new users are the type who can make the website money, while the current users are, by their nature, an obstacle to this website making money--to be fair, maybe an obstacle to them making enough money to keep the lights on and pay staff, I don't know.

If this is the thinking, here is my plea to @staff, on the offchance they will ever read this:

let's start with the good stuff. Thanks, weirdly and horrifyingly, for publishing this. I hate it, but I'd rather know it's coming if this is the future (you know, so I can start packing).

IMO, changing the experience for logged-off users in order to introduce them to different parts of the website seems fair enough (although it would be great to ALSO use whatever onboarding experience you come up with to introduce them to the DIY functions and general ethos the site currently has and thrives on); at any rate it probably wouldn't impact most of the Tumblr loyalists who are still here, as far as I know. So if you want to salvage one part of the plan, that's probably it--so long as it doesn't actually affect the current "user experience" for logged-in users, and DOES point the new logged-out users in the right direction.

I know we don't make you any money. Sorry. You picked the "become ungovernable" website, so. Kinda foregone conclusion. Some of us do understand that websites need some basic funds to operate. I personally really liked the crabs and little silly things introduced over the past year or so, the ones that showed an actual interest in the absurd spirit of this website. I would in fact consider buying a color-of-the-sky mug.

Onto the bad stuff: I'm no second-tier Silicon Valley social media business consultant, but I DO NOT BELIEVE you will actually get the wave of new, optimizable, profitable users you think you will, and here is why: reputation (and actuality). Every conversation I have with other people where I mention tumblr they give me a funny, bless-your-heart smile and say things like "Tumblr, really? Why?" I describe to them what I like about it--they're nice about it in the sense that they can see I like it, but clearly not INTERESTED; the overall CONTENT is not really their thing, but neither is the IDEA (that they have) of tumblr, and that won't change. Tumblr is, fundamentally, the weird kid table, this is what the current user base likes about it, and also why the Cool Kids you're targeting will never actually sit here--even if you change things, the legacy is there and the Cool Kids don't want to seem desperate.

@staff If you read one part please read this part: Sometimes when trying to explain to people why I still use tumblr, I mention that it seems like the last place on the internet that ISN'T obsessively capitlizing on human interaction and identity, that ISN'T being algothrithm'd to hell and back, and that is the one thing that sometimes gets traction and interest instead of polite dismissal. Most people I talk to about tumblr will never sign up; the few potential "new users" I encounter in the wild are interested in the fact that it's the opposite of the "optimized" social media experience. Namely, the style of website that already exists and that your current plan seemingly aims to discard.

Just in case you believe the departure of current users won't ACTUALLY be that bad: it will. Of course it can depend on what changes you make EXACTLY, but overall if you re-tool tumblr to be Quirky Artsy Twitter, the current users absolutely will leave in droves. If you do it all at once you'll see a porn-ban-sized exodus; if you implement changes gradually thinking you can frog-in-boiling-water the situation, we'll still leave, albeit equally slowly. If you're watching other user bases from other imploding social media websites, running numbers that somehow show that THOSE implosions weren't too bad: we are not those users.

Dear Tumblr, we actually like it here. For now (but Watch Out). Your theoretical New Users do not (know they) like it here, do not have pre-established loyalty, and are at best an enormous gamble. How do you lose a userbase? You forget to cherish them. Something to consider.

#tumblr #tumblr updates #staff

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i-write-boop-spoops · 1 year

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Boopy's dumb thoughts on Pokemon Violet

It’s MY blog – and MY birthday – and I get to talk about the latest Pokemon release over a month after it came out because I want to!!!

Feel free to ignore, agree, disagree, leave your own thoughts, tell your friends you love them, eat a nice meal, etc, etc.

Spoilers for the game! Also not bothered to proofread lol

Ok so I’m gonna start off with the stuff I didn’t like very much. Gonna try keep it brief because I otherwise really enjoy the game and a lot of my takes are common in the fandom

I have seen CGI from 2002 power rangers specials that look better than this game

Frame rate is crunchier than gravel sometimes

Honestly,it’s embarrassing that a game from 2022 looks and runs this badly

Especially since PLA released earlier that year, and while not perfect, it ran much better

SV definitely needed an extra year or two in the oven

I hate how most houses can’t be entered and that most shops are menus

Wish you could pet your mons again, not just wash them

WHY IS PUTTING BREAD ON A SANDWICH SO DIFFICULT

In the options at the start of the game where you’re asked by someone (might be Nemona, can’t remember) what dream you have, why can’t you answer with ‘be a trophy spouse for a hot champion’?!

Steven should cameo in this game (I will NOT debate this)

Really miss the catching mechanic from PLA, woulda worked amazing here

I love that Pokemon is going in a more genderfluid direction when it comes to character customization (and NPCs too)

But I wish there was a skirt option for the unifotms (and not just for the f! mc, for everyone!)

Also the uniforms are so ugly… please let us change out of em soon gamegreak!

I actually… don’t like Penny that much

Out of the trio, she’s the least like a friend

She’s also the least interesting member of Team Star

And she’s kinda mean :/

AI Turo (AI Sada in Scarlet) saying the real one actually loved Arven in the end felt like a complete lie to me – I couldn’t believe it not one bit – ruined the story a bit honestly

Ok, now it’s on to the positive stuff

Wish Miraidon would make a funny honk noise like a clown car

also i have mad beef with ed sheeran so his somg being included was NOT appreciated

ARVEN

Man I just love this guy

Hence why you can now request him!

The enemies-to-best-friends arc is amazing!

He’s fun and passionate and caring and a bit of a tsundere and I love him!

And his Mabostiff? Precious boi!

That whole story with him and his doggy had me tearing up by the end

And the stuff with his dad was heartbreaking

I love Nemona too!

Such a fun rival!

She’s a quirky tomboy with a great design

Lowkey love that she’s from a rich family

I love how she’s basically obsessed with you

The animation of her ponytail is so pleasing

Her and Arven debating who was the better friend was lowkey hilarious

Any game with a cooking mechanic is automatically top-tier

I have made some RANK sandwichs and it’s so funny every time

The absurdity of the Clive/Clavelle thing had me dying istg

IRON VALIANT

I R O N B U N D L E

Paradox Pokemon in general honestly, brilliant idea all around

Loved Area Zero, especially the deeper you got

It was so sparkly!

I loved the designs of most of the towns

I loved Artazon, Porto Marinada and Cascarafa the most

Your home is so cute!

Terastalization is fun and dumb and I love the goofy, sparkly hats

The ghost tera-hat being the gen 1 ghost sprite is great!

Tera-raids are great craic!

Loved playing online with friends

It was so fun to travel together!

Love the face/hair customizations

Especially since you can customize right away and don’t have to wait until you reach the first salon like two hours in!

I don’t think there was a bad mon this gen

Here’s some Pokemon I really liked

Clodsire

Fuecoco (the whole line actually)

Fidough & Dachsbun! (probs my faves)

Greavard!

Goldango (silly lil cheesestring man)

Miraidon

Lechonk

Smoliv

Toadscool

Klawf

Tatsugiri

Tandemaus and maushold

Bellibolt

Brute Bonnet

Cetoddle (baby!)

The dogs in this game are peak, gonna do a dog-only playthrough someday

The Academy is amazing!

I enjoyed the lessons and the teachers!

The fact that the Home Ec teacher is an extremely buff guy is amazing

Love the Psyduck librarian

And the Gengar who did the night duty!

Loved the gym leaders so much too!

Larry, Grusha and Ryme are probably my favourites

Iono’s gym test was so funny I loved it

The designs of the human characters this gen were PEAK

I want Dendra’s outfit, Eri’s outfit, Grusha’s outfit, Katy’s outfit, Miriam's outfit, Sada’s AND Turo’s outfits

I am a big baby, so I loved skipping basically all the battles with random trainers lol

Man that ending with the AI Turo reveal and fight was so fucking sick omg

I enjoyed every single path in this game

Great music

The final cutscene of The Way Home was… so good

Riding on Miraidon was so fun!

Clavelle asking what Cheugey meant was unreal

I like the idea of champion being an official rank, and multiple champs existing

Yeah, the graphics aren’t great, but damn some of the areas in the game are still so beautiful

I loved how the sky looked and changed too

In case you forgot

I R O N B U N D L E

Ok so in summary, this game has serious issues that really should not be present in such a recent game HOWEVER the characters and story were amazing, there were some awesome Pokemon, and it was super fun and enjoyable to play.

#boopy's dumb thoughts #pokemon violet

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Imo, Sophie has been kinda entitled since the first book. She's always expected everything to go her way and for others to just... Deal with it. It's like she thinks that her actions don't have consequences, or that they shouldn't have consequences because she's special. The first example that comes to mind is Dex; She played his feelings and was very touch and go, especially after the kiss. She expected him to not be upset that she rejected him, took his first kiss, and rejected him again. I especially don't like how everyone bends to her will even after she treats them horribly. This is probably just because Shannon doesn't realise that's what she's writing, because she thinks that Sophie is a strong, righteous character and is always in the right no matter what, but I find that it diminishes from a character. The fact that she never apologises for her actions just... Rubs me the wrong way. How can a character be good if they don't recognise their own faults? At least anti-heros recognise that they aren't a good person. They aren't gonna do anything about it, but the know and are self aware. Sophie, and seemingly everyone around her, isn't. It makes me want to see someone snap at her for being such an entitled prick, bonus points if it's Dex. He really drew a short straw in all of this.

Dex could've been a great protagonist, by the way. It'd give us more world building about the elves instead of having everything spoon-fed to us, we still hit all of the major plot points but it's more character driven. Sort of like Heroes of Olympus when we get Leo's pov. He's not a main character, but we witness the main character doing main character stuff through his eyes. It would also mean that we get to truly see Sophie's actions, give the chance for bitterness to grow, get to see as Dex grew disolussioned to her. With Dex as the protag, it means more drama within the characters and, frankly, a more interesting plot. Everything just sorta falls in place for Sophie; Nothing falls in place for Dex.

Also, the ability restrictor stuff would be way more interesting if it was laden with Dex's guilt eating him from the inside out

Alright I both agree with some of your points and have reservations about others.

Sophie is a very headstrong person, she learns throughout the course of the series that she has to push to get things done be listened to, as so many people tried to keep her out of what was going on (e.g., Alden not telling her about moonlark things, Black Swan being very secretive). She's stepped out of the quiet girl persona she embodied in the back of her high school class, but now she hasn't yet figured out the balance between pushing and patience. She's full speed ahead, which I think is where that feeling of entitlement comes from. She can learn, but right now is impatient and demanding because that's what she's learned to be.

But I don't think Shannon believes Sophie's in the right all the time--I think Sophie believes Sophie is in the right all the time (though she's made mistakes she's aware of, like reading Dimitar's mind at the funeral). Shannon writing one thing doesn't mean it's what she would do or believes is right. Fans mess that up a lot with the worldbuilding, for example, and say "hey shannon you created a world where people are divided based on talent and then called it perfect? what?" when she openly talks about how the world has problems and things she doesn't like, which is why rebellions exist--it's the elves, not her that call it perfect.

As for Dex being the protagonist, I think that's personal opinion. You find him interesting, so you want to see more of him and his world and are more inclined to see him positively. I'm personally neutral towards him, and when I look at his character and what he can provide to the story, what I see is "a character who is the outcast of his society based on unjust rules proves he's worthy while retaining his quirks." And that, to me, doesn't seem unique enough to justify the switch.

It's also possible keeper just isn't the story you're looking for. Dex as the protagonist could be a very interesting and captivating story, you're right; I'm not disagreeing with you on that. But it would also be a very different story.

Sophie's story is one of self and your agency when so much in your life has been curated and controlled, one of a human perspective in an elven world and how that plays out. Dex's would be one of challenging internal hatred because of how he doesn't fit in, learning his deep seated desire for acceptance isn't always worthwhile, of learning to hate the system and not people caught in it like him, even if they're on the other side (the Vackers). Which would be an interesting story, but isn't the point of this one.

I've paraphrased this before and I'll do it again: As a story goes on, decisions have to made and possibilities are cut off. As it goes on, it narrows because it has to, and along the way the people it appeals to narrows and lessens because the story becomes more specific. It will lose people, not as a bad thing, but because that's how writing works.

If you're finding all these things you disagree with in canon and things you wish had been done (non spoon-fed worldbuilding, character driven plot), maybe you had an idea of what the story would become and the best style for it based on a possibility at the start and as the story made it's decisions, they weren't the ones you wanted and so it lost you. It's not a bad thing, it happens. I'm also not saying "this is what happened and how you feel/think!" I just hesitate to say "the story should've been restructured like this," because at a certain point...that's not the same story, we're not talking about keeper we're talking about something new.

None of this is to say that you're wrong, just that I think this is a very subjective topic and one we don't happen to see eye to eye on. I think Dex could make a fantastic protagonist and tell an absolutely fascinating story! I think Sophie is a little unbalanced at the moment as part of her arc and it's frustrating to read at time. But I also think changing that creates an entirely different story based on personal desires for where you want it to go, and I don't share the same desires. Dex is fine, but he's never really clicked for me, so I like things as they are! Even as much as I love Tam, his POV would be a completely different story too, and that's not what I want for keeper. I want keeper to be itself, even if there are parts that don't appeal to me or if it narrows out of my interest.

I hope this all makes sense and doesn't come off as dismissive, as I'm really trying not to be. But yeah! That's kinda where I stand on the topic at the moment :)

#kotlc #keeper of the lost cities #kotlc discourse #quil's queries #nonsie #long post #i've always been curious what it was about dex that so many latched on to #not because I don't think he deserves it! I just never did the same so I've always wondered #i actually have a little mini squishmallow specifically because it's named dexter :)#i am staring at him and he is staring at me #something something healthy dose of prolonged eye contact

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seeingteacupsindragons · 2 years

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Something I've had trouble with is incorporating politics into my fantasy world in a nuanced way. Do you have any advice on how to go about it? (By the way, I agree with the previous anon. Your advice is always so comprehensive and covers so many different, important areas.)

I appreciate that! I try to cover a lot of potentialities, because I think it's important to recognize all writing is different and happens differently for everyone and is going to look different—I want to offer advice to help people write what they want to write, not just...tell people what to do.

Anyway...yeah, I...gave up on writing political intrigue secondary-world fantasy...a while ago. It's great to read! I cannot write it for love or money.

Of course, I had largely given up on high fantasy and secondary-world fantasy in general (I'm much better at contemp fantasy, I think, or at least a secondary world more analogous to our world than typical), and then the book I'm revising now...happened...so who knows.

All of which is to say, this is not exaaaaactly my field of expertise. I suck at stuff, too, y'know.

But let's try!

This depends, I think, depending on how important it is to your story. If you are writing political intrigue, it needs to be a lot more nuanced and prominent than it does if you're simply using it as background radiation for the world you're writing. Basically, you need to be better at writing politics, because it's the core of the story. If you want people to really get invested and pay a lot of attention, it needs to stand up to more scrutiny, because it's going to get more scrutiny.

And obviously, if you're writing about a young girl discovering she has magic, politics might be less relevant than if you're writing about a young noble trying to change the system of inheritance.

Nuance is also basically a product of realizing things are complicated and not binary systems and very few things are black and white or right and wrong and people believe things and do things for actual reasons. There's always history and backstory to everything people do, even the side characters and antagonists.

So I'll take these two example plots I suggested above and suggest ideas how to incorporate politics into them.

Girl discovering she has magic:

Some people might oppose her becoming a wizard.

There will be multiple reasons, some more valid than others. Even if multiple characters could frame it as "because she's a girl," you have people who would oppose it:

Because they don't think girls can have magic. But why not? Were they told this growing up? Is there a reason people think magic comes from manliness? Has anyone seen a female wizard before? Are they confused or hostile?

Because being a girl with magic would throw the entire wizarding institution into disarray. Maybe it's a really dangerous time to have the realm's wizards in disarray! Maybe they're working on something so volatile and delicate that any social upheaval will come with consequences, even if in the end the results will be the better for it. This is a valid fear!

Because girls with magic are shunted off into convents or other areas to use their magic and she has chosen to use it somewhere else that society sees as more or less valuable. Maybe society says she should use magic to prepare medicine or become a priest and she wants to use it to build houses. IDK.

People will react differently to her having magic.

Maybe her best friend thinks it's super cool, but her mother is worried about her, and her father never wants to hear about it again. People having diverse opinions on the same event is part of what makes Nuance. They're coming from different perspectives and thinking about difference consequences.

So I think it's important to ensure multiple perspectives are being validated, and that even if in the end they're unhelpful or wrong, they need to be given validity as something that was thought out and reasoned and isn't inaccurate.

Noble trying to change how inheritance works:

Firstly, we have to address why this matters to this noble. Is it affecting them personally? Someone they love? Or do they just think it's unjust? Do they really hate someone set to inherit something they think is unfair?

And then you should ask: Why do they think the current system is unfair, and what do they think would be more fair? Why do they think that? Who taught them those values and why?

And once again, you're stuck discussing why people oppose them. Does the noble want to change how things were inherited 50 years ago? How do they exactly plan on enforcing that? How much of the country do they want to rip out and do over? Do they only want to change it into the future, and do people think that's fair?

How is the noble planning on enacting their plans? Do they have a spot on legislation? Do they want to convince all the nobles? Do they want to convince the public? Are they expecting a loud rebellion or just convincing a lot of parents to change their wills quietly and without legal backing?

There's a million ways change can take place, and a lot of them should be acknowledged.

So I guess at the end of the day, I think the way to really add nuance to things is:

Add consequences even for the "correct" action to validate why it might have been a messy thing to do and why it hadn't already happened

Allow sympathetic characters to have doubts and misgivings

Really deeply consider methods and what would be effective and why someone would choose a method

Really explore your characters to understand why they think and feel the way they do

#writing #writing advice

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mysmorgasbordoffantabulosa · 1 year

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"Why would Tae use a gay ship to cover up a hetero relationship?" -This anon was replying to my original list of questions I sent you.

I want to start off by saying I do believe that there's something going on with th and jk. The reason I asked the original ask is because there's so much photos and coincidences with jennie and th, so I won't dent that sometimes I question things

So Why would Tae use a gay ship to cover up a hetero relationship?- my only theory is that the kpop industry loves fan service. Regardless of me believing taekook or not, we can't deny that kpop fans would rather ship male x male idols then see them with a women. IF jennie and th are dating then I'm sure they've seen the shit storm that has been going on online. So what's the best way to cool it down? Give them some fan service content!! look now the th and jennie stuff has died down again.

I will say that my theory could go both ways. Maybe th sees the jennie posts and doesn't like it so he posts about jk to shut the shippers up and make it known that taekook is a thing.

One thing I did love about the live is that th excluded jk from his friends. He said he's playing with his friends AND jk is here. So jk is more than just a friend. Reminds of that clip where jk told tae to introduce him properly and not just as his friend.

If anon wants to talk then comment and I'll send you a dm. My account isn't kpop related so that's why I'm under anon -🍒

AAHH okay, I remember (hopefully, though I've got so many asks now I sometimes do get what people are talking about when refering to an ask from days/weeks previously), and now that ask makes a whole lot more sense. At least if you and the anon are referring to this ask:

Firstly, I will say you're (if that is the ask you and they are referring to) slightly contradicting yourself, as in the original ask it states "I actually don’t think tk are together, I just lurk on army spaces, so I wouldn’t care either way whether Tae was dating her," but then in this ask you say... "I want to start off by saying I do believe that there's something going on with th and jk." If it's not your asks then this whole paragraph getting weirder by the character....

Now back to your theory...

It all hinges on the photos...

Photos that have from both Blackpink and BTS fandoms (and not just shippers mind) proven been shown and proven to be photoshopped from stolen private photos, from two artist we have no knowledge of ever being close.

But why would they use a ship that for BigHit had for 4 years presented the narrative to the public/fandom that Taekook were not close only to start shipping them. BigHit still really doesn't promote Taekook, yes they let moments happen are kept in, but it's still anything like what other ships got in content and Taekook push that themselves.

Plus, Taekook for the last 3 years have been on a trajectory that shows them to be much more close and intimate to the general public well before Taennie was a thing. So pushing a ship that had been more in the forefront doesn't make sense.

Plus, in May she dumped GD only shack up with Tae in the same month, all the while being on the other side of the planet (as confirmed by Blinks), I she must be a superwoman/time-traveller.

The rest of Taennie is all just loose threads and coincidences nothing more.

Regarding Taennie as a potential TK cover, I think it was less about Taekook and more about Tae. Cover for Tae and Tae's sexuality, Just like G Dragon's sexuality and sort of Kai's sexuality. All the men she's had relationships with, all have whispers of being queer.

But the live is great I do agree, and just adds further weight to the fact they are close and together... a lot.

#my asks #taekook #jungkook #taehyung #jeon jungkook #kim taehyung

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i haven’t talked about my family in, um, quite a while, so this is a ranty update (warning: personal, kind of)

my sister was the first one to really de-jw herself (lol how do i even call it?). i don’t really remember when it started, i think around 2018-19, once her daughter was born. it’s a sensitive topic: the father wasn’t (and isn’t) a jw and they didn’t want to be together. my sister had a judicial committee and they allowed her to continue in the religion, but it was obvious that stuff changed for her. a lot of people began to soft-shun her despite everything, and it was clear that the majority of the ones who stuck by her were waiting for the child to become another worker for their doctrine. because my sister was studying a career and had a baby to take care of, she stopped attending the meetings, and i think that was the beginning of the end.

(come to think about it, my sister is the only person in the family with the proper ex jw story. i never got baptized to begin with, and i never bought into the doctrine - the older i got, the less i wanted that life. but even being as young as 8 years old i had problems with god’s way of doing things.)

ever since then, me and my sister have grown a lot closer. she’s actually the only person in my family that i’ve come out to (my brother must know i’m not straight, because i was the designated queer kid in the high school we both attended, so). she’s told me about all the things she has learned to accept about the world around her and the stuff she’s had to leave in the past, and her experiences being an active jw for so much of her teenagerhood. in return, i talked to her about my bad streak when i was 15/16 - which she caused, more or less. but i’ve also been very blunt about not blaming her, especially in those very first conversations that i was so, so careful around lol. i still remember the first time she made an atheist dig to my parents: i was doing the dishes and she leaned in to whisper it on my ear, and while we both laughed i felt euphoric. i finally had someone in my side, after so many years of feeling so ostracized from my own family. the euphoria has morphed into a tighter bond between us. it’s just great, having someone in the house i can be genuinely honest with - and knowing that i’m the same kind of person for her.

my mom came as a bit of a surprise, at least in the beginning. in the line for the taxi, she commented to me that she’d been kicked out from the group chat of the congregation. i’ve always known she has gripes with some members of the community, a highlight of those being her brother: an elder on his congregation that ran away to a town in the south when it came to taking care of their sick mother. but to hear her being alright with people soft-shunning her because of her inactivity, it was a completely different thing. it felt like a step in the right direction, which was something i was actually right about.

that conversation happened a couple of years ago (we were maskless, i think), and we had another one pretty recently. she opened up to me about her faith and her experiences with other jws, especially shining a light on their hypocrisy. i’m honestly kind of used to these stories, but this was different somehow: a story about a flirty brother who passed the line of self-confidence into manipulative charm, and how he made it to bethel before people discovered that he was gay. immediately i perked up, and i suggested a different perspective. how can you expect that a gay guy will just leave the organization, having been there his whole life? he’d lose everything, everyone. to my surprise, my mother agreed. the conversation about faith then took a turn when she talked about a trip she’d had earlier that year with one of the sisters of the congregation. i’d generously call them “family friends”, and my mother refers to the sister as, well, the sister she’d never had. but then she told me some things they shared during the vacation, most of those things she didn’t agree with on a fundamental level. said sister’s desire of marrying her early-20s daughter as soon as possible, or her nonchalant talk of the racism they’ve experienced in the congregation and the organization at large. it was almost exhilarating hearing how my mom actually spoke her mind at those moments, pointing out to her how fucked up some of those things were. i suddenly felt the need to be very careful with my speech, as this was a pivotal moment. there was also mentions of how desperate jws are to keep everyone sheltered and how weird it is how badly they deem young jws that pursue higher education. all of this stuff that she thought for herself, and i was over the moon.

it’s hard to say for sure what she thinks of her faith as of now. recently, my sister barged through my door to tell me the news: my mom was watching the tv, this one show that unmasks certain cults and organizations. and guess what they were dissecting that day lol. my dad got very mad and, to avoid discussions, my mom turned off the tv. but that got her curious, so she did some digging, and ended up knowing about the cases of child abuse. she found my sister in the kitchen, and went on about how angry she was that she’d been defending a religion that was just like the others, covering these cases instead of protecting the people at risk. it felt pivotal enough for my sister to talk to me, but this just seems like a growing trend. if anything, i’m sure my mom hasn’t identified as a jw to other people in years, and i’m sure it will stay that way.

my dad... oof. i just don’t see any situation in which he turns his back at the organization. he’s mastered the art of picking and choosing, and behaves just like that when it comes to the doctrine. i think less of him as someone brainwashed by the organization, and more like someone who’s using it to shape the worldviews he already holds. i’m afraid there’s no hope to end that situation over there, and every conversation we have about the issue is war on earth. i’ve become tired - forgive me for stop fighting. it’s just a detriment of my mental health, when i consider that i have good relationships with everyone else in my family. it pains me to say that it’s not worth the effort, if there ever is a point of return for him.

#personal #ex jw

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Is your Aura Pink? Let's find out together!

Let's see what it means to have a Pink Aura and if yours is Hi there! Have you checked out the May Forecast yet? If you haven't, make sure you do! Today, we will talk all about the pink aura. We will concentrate on the significance and the impact this has on the energy and personality of each person whose predominant aura color is pink. We'll see some intriguing interpretations to see how these traits fit into your life and character. I promise that this article will deepen your understanding of who you are. Since you also have other colors, we will discuss the significance of the pink aura dominating the energy. Color, after all, is nothing more than light and energy vibrating at a frequency that reflects specific kinds of information. I enjoy looking beyond the material world, and there are things to be found if you look hard enough. Bear in mind that there are numerous variables to consider while discussing the aura and energy. 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You are unique, as each individual, and all statements do not have to necessarily apply to you, so it is possible that you will still have a dominant pink aura and still do not agree with some of the below statements. However, the more that matches with you, the more likely it is for you to have a pink aura indeed. These are for having an idea, so after reading this article, reflect without rushing on how these apply to you, and your personality. You will be able to know yourself a lot better by doing this, and from this alone, you will grow a lot stronger. Usually, the more characteristics match with you, the more likely you are to have, in this case, a pink aura. I want to mention that these will be some common characteristics. As a small disclaimer, I want to share that I am willing to share these because many of you have been asking for something like this. I am not a big fan of these types of lists. Please, keep in mind that you cannot generalize energy or personality. Let's go and check what common stuff that people with pink auras have One of the most significant traits of people with pink auras revolves around kindness, sweetness, and especially, creativity as well as happiness. Generally, people with pink auras are super sensitive, and even, very loving in a way. You are likely very loyal and sensitive when your aura is pink-dominant. Furthermore, since the pink aura connects with the Root chakra, likely, you will likely also be grounded if you are balanced. At the same time, especially if you feel connected and safe in your surroundings, you can easily unwind, elevating your head into the clouds and ungrounding yourself. While the Pink Aura holds a lot of energy connected with the Root Chakra due to the vibration of the color itself, it also connects deeply to the Heart Chakra. Precisely, this is one reason that pink aura individuals are very kind, loving, and sweet. You probably are very gentle, even other individuals recognize you as a gentle one, making this a significant trait for you having a pink aura. When you have this energy, it means that you can give and receive love freely. Many artists have pink in their auras, some even as a dominant color, and this means that there could be a very strong, and passionate creativity. Sometimes, especially if the pink has a more indigo-like tonality, it means that there is some psychic energy available as well. It is very possible that everybody appreciates you and they enjoy your company. If your aura is pink, you likely have a wide and open heart, and people can pick up on this. People will enjoy connecting with you because they will feel appreciated and even, taken care of. With a pink aura, your energy will help others feel as if they were in a safe space with you, meaning that the pink aura is a great color as well for therapists and healers, normally present, at least, physically. A sweet connection to talk about beautiful things As a pink aura person, you are super sensitive, and you are delighted to emphatically help other individuals. By your energy alone, you will already help others around you to open their hearts, and let go of negative vibrations. When your aura is pink, you are likely and more willing to feel a connection with other individuals. You will not feel as connected with individuals who are not heart-spoken, or that only yield to empty small talk. One of the problems you can face as a pink aura person is yielding excessive kindness to everybody. While this sounds positive, and something that applies to "the more, the merrier," you have to be careful. Narcissistic individuals pray on others who have a kinder and more open heart. Your energy has strong vibrations, and they will attempt to take all that energy away from you. You only need to be more focused and know well with whom you connect. It will be much easier for you, as a pink aura person, to make connections with every individual. When you connect with another pink aura person, you will realize that the connection feels profound, empathetic, and balanced right from the start. The energy coming from your heart will likely be more selfless than the average. Once you create a connection, it will be natural for you to easily keep that connection and nurture it making it stronger. More about the pink aura Usually, people with pink auras choose to have a more simple but satisfying life. If you have a pink aura, most likely you prefer to follow a career where you feel there is significance, and there is some purpose behind it, versus a career that yields a greater amount of money where you don't make a positive impact in the life of others. Furthermore, you will choose to follow a career where you can use your creativity and intuition. You will see that as a pink aura person, you choose to go more by the heart versus by the mind. You will choose a path where you make a significant impact on other individuals versus just being successful, however, you must keep in mind that a balance in both is necessary. You need to make sure also that you remember that not every individual is like you. While you are kind-hearted, this doesn't mean that everybody surrounding you is. You need to make sure to protect your energy and to be observant enough to know when you need to close your heart's gates. It is likely that as a good pink aura person, you have decent intuition and you are sensitive, perhaps empathic, so you can use this to know other people's intentions. It will be easy for you to align yourself with other individuals, especially those who have an open heart chakra and good intentions. If you ever feel a strange vibe from anyone around you, make sure you pay attention to it, especially if it comes without judgment. Your intuition might be telling you to beware of a certain person or to just protect your energy a little more. While you open your heart to others, you are also more vulnerable, so you need to make sure you take care of your energy and protect it when necessary. Make sure you do not enable others to take advantage of you because while you have a pink aura and willingness to help, it doesn't mean that you have endless energy for every individual. Remember to love and take care of your energy first, knowing yourself well before you start helping others. The meaning of a Dark or Light pink aura Pink auras also have tonalities, just variations of the main pink color, and it is good to keep them into account. These apply to each aura, where the brighter the energy is, the higher its vibration becomes, in other words, the lighter the better. However, as with everything in spirituality, this is not a rule of thumb, so this is more general and applies to all auras, regardless of color: - If you have a light pink aura it means that you are very affectionate and opening up to other individuals easily. If the lightness is towards a more transparent pink, it could mean that you are way too kind-hearted, and you need to protect your energy to not be so exposed. However, if you are inclining towards a very clear and pink aura, it means that your vibrations are extremely high, as well as very much into successfully, helping other individuals. - If you have a darker pink aura it means that you probably having a bit of a hard time when dealing with other individuals. Perhaps you are feeling that you cannot help others the way you wanted, or you took too much of their energy. If the darkness is sort of faded it means that other individuals took too much of your energy, and you are exhausted. If the darkness is very pink but clear, it means that you have found a strong connection emotionally speaking, but you have disconnected from your physical life. Time to ground back! The color spectrum can vary a lot, plus, don't forget to keep into account any other colors around the aura. You must understand the entire aura instead of just focusing on the dominant color. I would recommend observing and feeling the aura with no rush but with an open mind and heart. How to check your aura? Since I mentioned this above, I believe it is a great moment to share with you how to see auras. You can read the entire technique in said article, but I am sharing a couple of important things to keep into account, so you can continue reading here. Firstly, look at yourself in the mirror. But do not force your eyes, to “observe and gaze” the image in the mirror should be the right approach: - Observe peacefully at the top of your head, focusing only on the hair and above the shoulders. Calmly, look to see the aura. Please do not force it, and do not try to see it when you do not see it. Just gaze without a rush. - You should be patient. Try not to blink a lot unless that is a distraction or a nuisance. It is not necessary to dry your eyes, as it should be a pleasant experience. - After a few moments, you will see as if you have a little contour around the head, like a small deformation in the color of your hair. So, this is the first step towards the ability to see auras. You saw your aura! Or rather, the beginning of it. The closer to the head, the more intense the energy, and therefore easier to see. From here, it will get easier with practice. What color did you see? Was it a pink aura? Furthermore, you can always ask to have your aura read. I can do this for you in a little reading here, and you will have a clear awareness of how your aura looks and feels. You can then practice seeing your aura more easily, as you will have an idea. Or maybe you are aware you are a pink aura person, and you want to validate. Both reasons are great! Conclusion In closing, I would like to remind you that each individual is unique and that this is only a brief guide that highlights some fundamental characteristics; it is not meant to be followed religiously. As always, I would like you to consider all that you have learned today. Understanding oneself is crucial, and one great way to achieve this is by becoming aware of your aura. You'll realize there's much more in you as you continue to explore. Since every person in our universe is unique, they are all vital. Remember that everyone is on a unique spiritual path and that each person is doing it at their speed. Better or worse doesn't exist; it makes no difference if the aura is larger, more colorful, brighter, or has more colors. Even the most unpleasant life events are all equal and flawless. Q: What does the color pink aura mean? A: The meanings for a pink aura vary, but they mean kind and supportive loving individuals. Pink aura people are artists, some are healers, and most are kind individuals willing to help you. Q: Is best to have a pink aura versus other colors? A: There is no better or worse, each aura has its vibration. Pink auras promote kindness and sweetness but don't make it better than other colors. Q: What is the strongest aura color? A: All colors are strong in a sense, as all colors play a different role. Generally, we can mention that strong comes with the colors being very vivid and clear. If on the contrary, the colors are faded, the aura is not as strong. Q: What does it mean to have a bright aura? A: A brilliant aura usually indicates a lot of energy that is strong, energetic, and abundant. Brighter typically refers to upbeat and optimistic. A brighter aura is likewise the result of a clear and balanced chakra system. I hope you have enjoyed this article. Have you been able to connect with this color? Do you think your aura is pink? Feel free to leave a comment! Next week, I am releasing a new type of reading and healing session. One for your beloved animal companions. Everything is ready, we only need to wait for release day! All of this in a week. See you next Wednesday! So, If you do not want to miss a single update, click below to join our weekly newsletter, and you will gain access to exclusive content. Subscribe now! I invite you to check earlier posts: seventh year, sixth year, fifth year, fourth year, third year, second year, first year. Love & Light, Lots of blessings and abundance your way! (Home) Rev. Fernando Albert Read the full article

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My thoughts on... Captain Marvel 2019 (#1-5) "Re-entry"

So i've decided to start reading Captain Marvel (2019)! I've heard tons of great things about this run and I am super hyped that I finally get to read it. Captain Marvel has always been a really cool and awesome character to me so i'm excited to explore her stories beyond her movie appearances! And it did not dissapoint so far.

So the story starts off with an absolutely badass team-up between Captain Marvel & Jessica Drew aka Spider-Woman. I absolutely love their dynamic, they're such a fun duo to see in action. Not only do they kick ass together, they also have some pretty fun dialogue inbetween that. It's amazing to see how well they play into each other's strenghts and weaknesses. After their team-up where they defeated some kind of alien monster they split ways and Carol has a meeting with Tony Stark about joining the Avengers again. Turns out they're all about good PR and stuff now so Carol has to do an interview, to which she annoyingly agrees. Shortly after agreeing to it she meets a young hero called Hazmat, she has toxic based powers that can be extremely dangerous. Tony has been helping her keep it under control but it's safe to say she doesn't like him very much. She's able to have a much nicer bond with Carol. She's a pretty fun hero and throughout these first few issues she was a really good addition. After that she meets up with Rhodey after not seeing him for quite some time, although their meetup gets cut short by the interviewer - Ripley Ryan - who was sent by Stark to do the intveriew with Carol. They once again get cut short as Nuclear Man attacks Carol. This dude is the absolute worst and a such a mysoginist, it's actually extremely satisfying to see Carol kick his ass into oblivion. Their fight doesn't last long as Carol beats him fairly easily. Rhodey did call in the Avengers, although they were too late to the scene. Nuclear Man tries to escape through what seems to be a portal while taking Ripley with him. Luckily Carol is able to get into the portal before it closes, while the other avengers can't. Although what's on the other side of this portal is quite insane. Turns out the portal was actually a barrier placed around Roosevelt Island, the part of city has completely changed into a post apocalyptic warzone where time works differently. Turns out Spider-Woman, Echo & Hazmat all have been trapped there for weeks. It was really cool to see them all in post apocalyptic versions of their costumes, they look super badass! As they fill in Carol on the situation it turns out Nuclear Man has turned Roosevelt Island into his playground. He has captured all the men while Spider-Woman, Echo & Hazmat have been safeguarding the women. It's an all womens camp except for one exception, Som. He's the only man in the camp which raises big suspicious with Carol. How come he was the only one to escape? Regardless, she decides to trust him for the time being and with the others she starts to build up an army. It's really cool to see Carol's leadership skills come in action here, she's so organised and knows exactly what do. It's super cool to see her take things into her own hands and lead this army of women. As the days pass by she also gets a new post apocalyptic look, including a new haircut! Which also just looks amazingly badass (they should adapt it in the movies honestly).

As they fight off Nuclear Man's robot army in order to get more supplies, the one and only She-Hulk falls from the sky. Although she quickly loses power and is just falling from the sky at breakneck speed. Luckily Carol is able to save her. It's interesting to see how she calculates the situation to account for her powers so she doesn't accidentally kill people with it. It's a really cool detail that adds a lot of weight to her powers. As they save She-Hulk they retreat and regroup. Due to the barrier alot of the heroes are getting their powers damped to the point where for some of them they don't even work anymore. Carol has had it with Som and decides to interrogate him as he saw Nuclear Man's robots try to capture him and refer to him as "Prince". Turns out he's actually Nuclear Man's son! Turns out Nuclear Man wants Carol to be his bride so she and Nuclear Man can make powerful children (This guy continues to be the worst and an insane creep). He reveals he knows of a tunnel which he used to escape that might come in handy to free the men who are being held hostage. Carol decides to believe Som but orders Echo to tail him just in case. They go to the tunnel for recon and find out that the men are being put in the robots Nuclear Man is using to fight off the women army, which makes saving them a lot more delicate. Carol decides to send everyone back so they can inform the others while she stays and tries to find out more. While she explores the tunnel she stumbles across Rogue, the person who drained her of her power and memories a while back. It's a pretty hardhitting confrontation for her as it brings back a lot of trauma for her. Rogue even starts to absorb her powers again until an electric shock passes her out. Turns out Nuclear Man is controlling her and wants her and Captain Marvel to battle it out to the death, the winner becomes his bride. Carol quickly passes out as she has no energy left after Rogue partially drained her. Back at the camp of the women army the alarms are being rung as Carol still hasn't returned. A battleplan gets made and they decide to finally start their attack on Nuclear Man's base. They re-engineered their weapons to be emp based so that they can save the men without harming them. Back at Nuclear Man's base a fight for the death between Carol & Rogue has begun. It's honestly such a tragic fight to witness. Rogue has no control and you can see her even cry and beg Carol to kill her. Honestly it was a moment that really stood out and hit hard for me. For Carol too it's an incredibly hard fight as she's reliving her worst memories. Knowing she can't win she decides to let Rogue absorb her but then take control over Rogue's body so they can still both win and defeat Nuclear Man. The plan works and it's honestly such a badass moment. It's really intriguing to see these 2 heroes with such a complicated past with each other team up like this in such a badass way to defeat this creep.

After seemingly defeating him Carol returns to her body and so do her powers. However Nuclear Man explains he has bomb ready to detonate. None of them know how or where the bomb is but Echo does. She reveals that she feels like Som is the bomb and it turns out to be true. This is also a really hard hitting moment for Som, he's questioning his entire life. Was he really Nuclear Man's son or just a weapon all along? They have to come up with a plan fast and they decide to let Rogue absorb the bomb. It works and as they absorb the bomb the dome over Roosevelt Island dissapears. They're back in the real world where time works normally again. Captain Marvel, Spider-Woman, Hazmat, Echo & She-Hulk all team up to give Nuclear Man on final blow and the big bad gets defeated. Everyone is safe again and the Avengers show up to help evacuating everybody. Upon seeing Rhodey again he and Carol share a kiss before Carol heads back for debrief. A few days later Ripley also shares her article she made on Captain Marvel after spending a month with her in the wasteland. And the title isn't really flattering. She did Carol dirty, not going to lie! In the final panel of this arc we see that someone was behind the alien monster attack from the beginning of this arc and seemingly has plans for Carol. Curious to see where that'll lead to! This first arc was an amazing introduction to Captain Marvel. I really loved how they showed how she thinks in battle and how she accounts for her power levels. It's super cool stuff and really adds a lot of weight to them. I also love how it ties into Carol as a character. She seems to have suffered a lot of loss and mistakes during battle and kind of struggles with that a lot. She constantly thinks about the cost of things and the mistakes she made. However no matter what happens or what gets thrown to her, she always gets up. Because to put it in her words "if you always get up, then it's never over". I found this to be a really powerful quote that really stuck with me. It's pretty inspiring to me. All of this really sets her up to be an amazing character with a lot of depth to it. And i can't wait for them to explore that further. Carol and Jessica Drew's dynamic was also a real highlight for me. They're such a power duo and their bond with each other is so good. They're perfectly tuned into each other and they work so well together in battle. Hazmat was also an amazing addition to this story, she kind of enriched it in a way i feel. All by all this was an amazing start to this run and it has made me very excited for what's to come. The art is absolutely amazing and there are so many cool and badass moments in this first arc that feel really empowering. It was really cool to see Carol team up with Spider-Woman, Hazmat, Echo & She Hulk. They're an amazing team and I hope it isn't the last we see of them in this run. I feel like they've layed the foundation for an amazing story and i cannot wait to see what comes next!

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