#I don't like posting complaints so I tried to make it a funny complaint

[royalarchivist]

I say this in the kindest way possible, but I think this style of prose is more appropriate for a personal account rather than an update account. I have no idea who's being talked about half the time. 🥲

[ Tumblr meme via @mikaikaika ]

#QSMP #Philza #Edited #Phil #Let me know if this needs an additional tag #I don't think this necessitates a discourse or neg tag or whatever because I'm being silly but I'm happy to add one if folks need it #I won't post this one on Twitter I don't think because I genuinely don't want to hurt anyone's feelings #but. I feel very strongly about this. It's not helpful #I say this as a fan and as a professional writer (who also worked in the Marketing and Communications field for far too long) #The prose is nice! It's very whimsical and they're having fun! But I don't think it's appropriate for an updates account #I recently turned off notifications for QsmpEN and I'm considering muting them because half the updates just aren't helpful to me #I want to be able to speed read through the update thread I don't want to spend an additional 30 seconds trying to decipher who's who #I don't like posting complaints so I tried to make it a funny complaint #because I do think feedback is good! And I know I'm not the only one who feels this way #but at the same time: these update writers ARE volunteers #(As a side note -- I personally think anyone running a large social media account should be paid) #(I did that for a few years and it was hell. I can't imagine doing that and NOT getting paid for it) #But anyways #They're all volunteers so I don't actually wanna go all pitchforks and torches on them (which I wouldn't do anyways even if they WERE paid) #I'm just venting my frustrations in what is (hopefully) a funny way #but you're welcome to disagree! That's ok too #Portfolio

[czrpenters]

jealous | jenna ortega x reader

summary: jenna ortega was definetly the jealous type.

warnings: just some filthy smut, jenna is g!p. vaginal sex and creampie. top!jenna & bottom!reader. english is not my first language.

pairings: jenna ortega x fem!reader.

word count: 1.5k words.

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Jenna wasn't the one to get jealous very often. She was confident. She was an amazing partner and she knew it. That was until she met you.

You and Jenna have been dating for a while, so you could say you knew her pretty well by now, you knew she wasn't the jealous type. Except that, she was. She just didn't showed that side to you yet.

She hated it. She hated when you posted a picture on Instagram and got tons of comments about your appearance. Or when you wore some tight little skirts when you went out with your girlfriends. It was torture to her, an obnoxious feeling that she tried desperately to get rid of, day after day. But it was under control, she assumed. So, she wasn't going to tell you. She didn't need to. That was, until today. You guys decided to go to some club in Los Angeles just to take your mind off of work, Jenna was working like a dog lately, and things weren't easy for yourself as well. Jenna didn't liked the size of the dress that you were wearing, first of all, but she stayed quiet and left with you without saying a word about that. It's under control, she said to herself.

You both finally got there, and it was crowded with people dancing and drinking. It was a club frequented mostly amongst celebrities so the fans wouldn't be a problem today. The sea of people that you had to walk through was fucking huge, but nothing you couldn't handle. Jenna was holding your hand tight, noticing all of the people that were looking at her girlfriend like she was a piece of meat. Assholes, she thought.

"What do you want, baby?" You asked her, close to her ear so she could listen better. It sent chills down her spine feeling your hot breath against her ear. "Uh, just some gin and tonic will be nice."

You ordered the drinks, focusing more on the bartender making them out of pure curiosity, while Jenna was alert like an eagle, trying to murder everyone that were looking at you with her bare eyes. "I don't like this."

"Like what, baby?" You looked at her, smiling lightly.

"These people, they're literally eating you alive with their eyes. It's making me fucking insane." She huffed, holding you tight by your waist, making you laugh.

"So someone here is jealous?" It was an absurd thing to think about. You were completely hers. Physically, emotionally, sexually. You never belonged so much to somebody before. "That's ridiculous, baby."

"It's so not ridiculous, (Y/N). It pisses the shit out of me. I wish you were wearing a freaking nun outfit or something." Seeing her like this was funny and hot at the same time, and you couldn't help but enjoy teasing her. Your drinks finally were ready, so you took a big gulp of your martini and held her hand.

"Now that you mentioned, I kinda noticed... I think I do look good in this dress, right?" You teased her a little, adjusting your outfit while looking around, noticing all of the stares. From guys, girls, and anything in between. "Maybe I should wear it more often, right?"

"No, you shouldn't." She said seriously, with a very angry expression on her face. "People are already seeing too much of you."

"Really? I don't think so. Perhaps if I do this..." You grabbed the hem of the dress and purposefully pulled it up, making Jenna take a deep breath and count to three in her head.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, (Y/N)?"

"Nothing, yet." You loved teasing her, but seeing her like this was something new to you. So, it was a surprise when she grabbed your hand tightly and started walking towards the bathroom, in a rush. You didn't complaint, just followed her without saying a single word.

The bathroom was pretty empty, for some reason, but she wouldn't stop doing what she wanted to do even if it was crowded. She stormed inside a bathroom stall with you, and without even saying anything, she grabbed your waist tightly and turned you around. Your face was facing the bathroom stall's wall, your hands were touching it just for support. Before you could say anything, she put her hand over your mouth and slapped your ass so harshly that you knew it would leave a purple mark the next day. "Don't you fucking dare say anything, (Y/N)."

That was your cue to stay quiet, you thought. Jenna's hand pulled up your dress all the way up until your waist, while unbuttoning her own pants with her free palm. You felt her hardened cock brush against your ass almost immediately, and that feeling made you let out a loud moan. Not loud enough that someone outside could hear it, but Jenna did. And she loved it.

She slapped your ass again, merciless, wanting to you look at it tomorrow and remember that making her jealous was not an option anymore. "Baby..."

"What did I fucking say?" She spoke harshly by the tip of your ear, making your skin erupt in goosebumps. "God, you're so fucking lucky that I didn't thrusted my cock into you yet."

Oh my god, you thought. You loved when Jenna talked dirty. It was something that you, and only you, could experience. And you felt so lucky for that. Jenna moved your panties aside, and without further ado, did what she desperately wanted to do. You felt her cock inside of you all at once, and that feeling made you moan like an actress right out of a porno movie. God, she didn't even gave you time to adjust?

Jenna was big. Not too huge, nor too small. She was the perfect size. But the best thing about her was that she was so fucking thick. It made you feel like your pussy was torn apart everytime she fucked you. "Fuck, baby. You take my cock so well... You're such a whore, aren't you? It's like your pussy was made only for me, right? Jesus, (Y/N.)..."

You couldn't even form a coherent sentence at the moment, not even think straight. She was thrusting into you like there was no tomorrow. It was so deep, so good and so damn right. "F-Fuck baby, it feels so good..."

"You like it, don't you?" You could hear her smiling through her words. She could be so fucking horny when she was in the mood. Again, she slapped your ass harshly, making you cry out in pain. "I bet none of these motherfuckers outside could fuck you like that, right? They wouldn't even make you cum properly, baby..." She pulled your hair strongly, holding your hips with her other hand while thrusting her dick into you as if her life depended on it. "B-Baby, slow down..."

You mumbled, not even being able to think at that moment. It made her laugh, and pull your hair harder. "Oh baby, you decided to tease me back there, am I right? Now take my cock like the good little whore you are. I don't wanna hear any complaints."

Your pussy was throbbing; when you said that her cock almost ripped you apart, you were not kidding. That pain was so fucking good and you wanted to feel her inside of you every freaking day. Her hand that was once in your hips, went down to your clit and started making circular harsh movements on that bundle of nerves. It made you moan like a whore, and that was, undoubtedly, her favourite sound in the whole world. "Fuck, Jenna! I'm so fucking close..."

"You are, baby? You wanna cum all over my cock like the bitch you are?" She whispered in your ear, getting you closer and closer to the edge each second it passed. The way she was fucking you could be easily seen in a hardcore porn movie, and you knew that she was enjoying every second of it.

"Fuck baby, yes..." You rolled your hips into her cock, making it throb inside of you. She was close too, you thought. "Cum inside of me baby, please..."

"Oh, now you're pleading? You never cease to amaze me, baby. Just when I thought you couldn't be more shameless..." She laughed, ironically. "And now you want me to fill you up with my cum, yeah?"

She had such a filthy mouth, and that drove you to the fucking edge. You came harshly, getting her cock covered with all of your juices. That was enough for her to shoot her thick cum inside of you, moaning your name loudly while she thrusted by pure reflex inside of you.

You were breathing heavily, your legs were barely holding up your own weight and your whole body was sweating. Jenna was holding you tight, making sure you wouldn't fall, while kissing your back and your shoulders. "Shit, baby... What was that about?"

"Don't you ever tease me again, are we clear?"

"Fuck yes, baby."

⠀

#jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega imagine #jenna ortega x you #jenna ortega smut #jenna ortega

[grave-z-boy]

are you comfortable with writing about a transman? if so id like to see arthur morgan comforting ftm!reader, maybe calling him a "good boy" to make him happy x

Arthur Morgan x Trans!male!reader

Summary: Reader runs into an old family member and is desperately in need of comfort afterwards. (Once again making excuses to be sad and transgender)

Words: 1264

Warning: hurt/comfort, pre-transition reader is referred to as “dead” and “little girl” by reader, reader threatens his cousin, shitty family members.

A/n: shorter fic cuz I've been banging my head against the wall trying to get the rest of my writing back.

Masterlist

“You need to eat.”

You glanced up at Arthur, the fire between the two of you illuminating him in a orange glow. Your food had gone cold, and you didn’t mean to be wasteful, but today was…a lot. You shifted uncomfortably on the large rock you'd perched yourself on.

“‘M not hungry.”

You heard him sigh as you stared down at your plate.

“You gonna tell me what’s wrong or are you just gonna sit there and sulk.”

“It's nothing-”

It was something, it was definitely something. You went into town on your own, bright and early so you could be in and out of the shops and get back to camp while the sun was still up. That was the plan, pick up some spices, and oddly enough a picture frame, Arthur had asked for it but he said it wasn't for him, probably gonna be a gift of some kind, you didn't think too much about it.

While you were making sure you're satchel was still secure, you heard a familiar voice.

“D/n?” he called from across the street.

You froze, but just for a moment, you tried climbing onto your horse as fast as you could by you were stopped by a firm grip on your shoulder. Turning, you saw him, right in front of you, your cousin, your asshole of a cousin, Damian.

“Well I'll be damned, it is you!”

Taking a breath you said, “Do I know you?”

“‘Do you’- d/n stop playing around!”

His voice was loud, loud enough to garner unwanted attention from those around you.

“I don't know no d/n sir, you've got the wrong man, now you best take your hand off me before you lose it.”

He backed off, a small apologetic yet nervous smile on his face, “sorry, you just uh, look an awful lot like my little cousin.”

Finally mounting your horse, you looked down at the man. You didn't say anything, just holding his gaze in yours for a long moment before giving him a quick nod and riding off.

You rode out of town faster than you should have, gaining various shouts and complaints from the townspeople who'd nearly stepped in your way.

As you broke out into the open road, your mind swelled with thoughts.

D/n was dead, she’d been dead a long, long time and you really didn't need reminders of her life, especially not the parts she hated.

You didn't want to hate your cousin, you just did. He was an ass and so was the rest of his family, you guess that technically included you too, but you never really felt like they were your family- even when you were little. You were different, so they treated you different. You never knew what tipped them off so early. Maybe you played with the boys too much, or you were too rough with the girls. Whatever it was, they knew before you did, they considered their daughter dead before she was, and they treated you like you killed her.

You liked being dead now, you thought you wouldn't have to worry about your family anymore, they had a whole funeral for you and everything, you figured that they'd move on, that if you did run into them, they'd take you as a ghost and nothing more. Your cousin was always an asshole though, and could never quiet get with the program, that made y'all alike in some ways, but mostly it just drew a bigger rift between you and your family. Everybody loved him, but they hated you, wasn't that funny?

You skid to a stop right outside of camp, zoning back into your surroundings just in time. Hoping off your horse, petting her for a short moment before tying her to a post.

It didn't take long for Arthur to find you, having only been in camp a couple of minutes before he spotted you. Before he even reached you, he could see the grim look on your face as you sat on your cot, glaring at the ground.

Arthur sat next to you, rubbing your back with his hand for a short moment. Arthur wasn't really a touchy person, not in front of people at least, a soothing touch on the back was as close to a kiss as you'd get with this many people around.

You glanced up at him, meeting his eyes for a short moment before starting back down at the ground below.

It didn't take much for him to convince you to take a ride with him, especially when he offered to let you ride his horse with him, you appreciated it, knowing that yours would have bucked you off the moment you saddled her after you nearly ran her through camp. You almost felt bad- when you climbed on the horse behind Arthur, watching him avert his gaze from anyone who looked in your direction.

He wasn't ashamed, you knew that, he was just private, didn't like it when people paid too much attention to your relationship, or you at all for that matter.

You rode together for a long while, once you figured the road was clear enough, you wrapped your arms around Arthur and rested against his back, you felt him tense, then ask if you were okay, you nodded, he relaxed after a moment, quietly continuing down the road, he knew you weren't alright, not fully, but he figured talking could wait a couple of hours.

Now you're here, you sat on a rock while Arthur set up camp, when you mumbled an offer to help, he shot it down, reassuring you it was fine.

By the time food was cooked, the sun had set completely, the fire being the only source of light.

“- I swear I just…ran into somebody today.”

You could here the faint clink of silverware against the bowl as Arthur set it to the side.

“‘Somebody’ like who?”

You sighed.

“Like my cousin, Damien, ran into him in town today.”

You weren't fully sure you told Arthur about Damien, but when you looked up at him over the fire you could see a look of annoyance on his face, so you had to at least have mentioned him and his aggravating exploits.

“It's stupid, I just… I don't know. I thought that I would never run into them again, or maybe that they wouldn't recognize me if they did. But he called that little girl's name and it just felt like my heart had stopped.”

Starting down at the dirt, you heard Arthur push himself up off the ground, the dirt crunching beneath his boots. Then he was sitting right next to you, the stone just big enough to hold two queers at once. Meeting his eyes again, you opened your mouth to speak, but all that came out was a long, tired sigh.

“I know, “ he said, his voice so calm and soft, a tone reserved for those that deserved it, “come here, boy..”

And you did, leaning your head on his shoulder, buried in the nook of his neck, your arms just barely around him in an effort. He wrapped his arms around you far tighter, pulling you into him, feeling your shallow breaths as the day's events replayed in your mind.

“That's it, good boy,” he muttered.

A small smile formed on your face. You hummed in contentment, squeezing him a bit tighter, forcing a small chuckle out of him.

“You liked that?” you nodded, he laughed again.

“It's helping..”

“I'll keep that in mind.”

#arthur morgan x male reader #arthur morgan x male!reader #Arthur Morgan x trans!male!reader #red dead redemption 2 x male reader #red dead redemption 2 x male!reader #rdr2 x male reader #rdr2 x male!reader #x male reader #male!reader #male y/n #male reader #red dead redemption 2 #✮ — z boy

[sirfrogsworth]

Today in, "Conservatives keep making me side with Disney"...

So, Gina Carano is suing Disney. And Elon Musk is paying for her lawyers. And they released the complaint document.

It's... a doozy.

I can't decide if her lawyers are not taking this seriously at all or if they are taking it super duper extra seriously.

Like, that's a real thing that a lawyer wrote.

As you know, judges are famous for enjoying levity in official court documents. I think in law school you are encouraged to add comedy bits. True facts.

Gina wants money for emotional damages. But she also wants to be rehired, which sounds like another funny comedy bit. They scrapped an entire show because of her nonsense.

Most are saying this will get thrown out with haste due to the fact that Gina wasn't actually fired. She had already done her contracted work. Disney decided not to hire her for any *new* work. So I guess she wants them to honor an imaginary contract that was in her head.

The entire document is just as ridiculous as the opening crawl. It starts out by listing Gina's show biz bona fides. Her myriad accomplishments in Hollywood were listed one by one in a section titled...

Well, I'm intrigued.

Let's take a look at this illustrious career, according to this document.

"Carano is the first-ever female star in mixed martial arts cage fighting to successfully transition to a career in movies, breaking down substantial barriers for women in the sport."

Off to an interesting start.

All the cage fighting gals can act in movies now and they all have Gina to thank for barrier busting.

"Carano received roles in Hollywood and independent film productions such as Haywire, Fast & Furious 6, Heist, Deadpool, Almost Human, Extraction, Daughter of the Wolf, and Madness in the Method."

I've heard of several of those things! And I think I almost remember her in Deadpool! Very impressive.

Oh wait, they're not done...

"On May 13, 2008, “Gina Carano” was the fastest rising search on Google and third most searched person on Yahoo! while being ranked no. 5 on Yahoo!’s “Top Ten Influential Women of 2008” list."

In 2008 she was popular on Yahoo for a bit. Got it.

Has she won any awards?

"In 2012, Carano was the first recipient of the ActionFest Film Festival’s Chuck Norris Award for Best Female Action Star.

In 2017, Carano received the Artemis Action Warrior Award.

In 2019, Carano received The Rising Star award at Ischia Film Festival."

Very prestigious. I'm sure Chuck Norris has a lovely basement where that ceremony was almost certainly held.

You know what, why don't we just skip to The Mandalorian?

"Although her character instantly became one of the most recognized and popular characters in the series..."

Gina, no... that was the little green puppet.

You were the one who couldn't act very well but you made up for it by punching things good.

"Carano was again instrumental in the success of Season 2 of The Mandalorian."

Nope, still the puppet.

End of "accomplishments."

The next section is titled

For some reason they left out "bigoted" before speech. Weird.

In most of it, it legit sounds like they are making a case *against* her. They show that everyone at Disney and Lucasfilm tried very hard to give her chance after chance. They did everything but point blank tell her, "Either learn and relieve yourself of this ignorance or stop posting shit online."

She totally had the option to keep her shitty views to herself and shut the heck up for the duration and enjoy the money and success a Star Wars show can bring. It's like swatting away a lottery ticket.

I'm all for free speech. And if the government tried to arrest her for saying dumb shit, I'd be against that. But that freedom to speak does not mean there are never consequences. People are also free to not like what you have to say.

The entire last section of the document is just tweets that Gina screencapped. Like, her lawyers didn't even redo them so they had consistent formatting or pixel dimensions. They were literally just off Gina's phone.

She thought she was collecting receipts but it was mostly just her co-stars standing up for marginalized groups.

Based Pedro Pascal posted this...

And the document commented...

"Pascal was not disciplined, required to review documentaries on any of these topics or speak to individuals with contrary points of view, or pressured to apologize for any of his posts. His employment was not terminated, and Defendants made no public statements about his social media posts, much less refer to them as “abhorrent.”"

Yes, why wasn't Pedro forced to listen to MAGA dipshits tell him why they hate his sister? Why wasn't he told to watch a Dinesh D'Souza documentary? Why wasn't he told to apologize for posting cool ass muppet memes?

The most telling part of the document for me... the part that really showed her ignorance... was when she compared one of her tweets to one of Carl Weathers'.

First, her infamous tweet comparing the holocaust to conservatives being moderated on social media for spreading misinformation...

And then Carl posted this in response to conservatives banning books...

And the document says...

"Even Carano’s male co-star, the late Carl Weathers posted the exact same message, but no action was taken against him. Nor was Weathers accused by Defendants of denigrating people based on their cultural and religious identity."

THE EXACT SAME MESSAGE

THE. EXACT. SAME. MESSAGE.

#gina carano #holocaust mention #antisemitism #long post

[fizzingwizard]

Five: the one you've been waiting for, about Moomintroll!!

It is so much fun to go on a rescue mission to find Moomintroll. The bittersweet beginning, with Moomintroll sad as Snufkin leaves for the winter, and Snufkin's dread when he returns in spring to havoc and no Moomintroll... mwah. Love it

Goodness Snufkin chill out would ya

Snufkin might love you, Moomin, but that doesn't mean pics of your body gone splat in the mud isn't absolutely getting posted on his Instagram

So in this game Moomintroll is pretty angelic. He doesn't have a bad word to say about anyone. It's nitpicking of me, but yeah, that take isn't for me. I like my hospitable, awkward, endlessly tolerant Moomins with a pinch of spice. Actually it's rather funny because so much of the game characterization seems to pick off the cartoon, but Snufkin and Moomintroll themselves are just so nicey-nice...? At least we spend enough time with Snufkin to hear him take a few digs at the other colorful characters lol.

I MISSED TAKING A CAP OF SNUFKIN FALLING ON HIS ASS that would have been perfect revenge too ugghh

BUT THE PIGGYBAAAACK

AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH

[fizz.exe has stopped working]

Can't get over how cuuuute this is. If the whole game sucked, it would still have been worth it just for this ending haha. Btw I will definitely have a piggyback in a fic some day and this is the inspiration xP

I love how Snufkin's flower-covered hat blends right in with the flower bed when they're hiding teehee

So theme again. When Snufkin hurts his foot, he encourages Moomintroll to go on without him. But Moomintroll says no, we'll go together, hence piggyback. This is my favorite way the theme comes out, and not just because it's cute, but because it involves Moomintroll overtly offering to help and then really helping. Not needing to be coaxed and indulged or endured first. Yes, in the real world there are all types and we all need to get along. But Snufkin accepts nearly all help, talks to everyone kindly (much more kindly than they are to him!), and isn't even wrong when he tells Moomintroll to go on without him - neither does he make a fuss about going together anyway.

So what growth is he supposed to have here? He doesn't decide to not leave in winter anymore (and I certainly wouldn't want him to). The story is like "Snufkin learned something" and it's... that he should keep being friends with the people he's already friends with? Even though he never said he planned on doing otherwise...? Or are we just punishing him for daring to go on loner adventures period? Maybe a cut scene showing him running away from the Fillyjonk or avoiding parties or something would have helped frame things better, but as it is - I fully understand what the story wants to say, I just don't believe it actually says it.

Take this scene. In essence, I don't have a problem with it. But, since when does Snufkin kick people out of Moominvalley? More likely he's the one skedaddling... "But it's the Park Keeper!" So? In Moominsummer Madness he destroys the park but the Park Keeper still is the one with authority, so it's Snufkin who tries to leave. That's minor, though, what bugs me more is this "Moomins tolerate everyone!" bit. Of course it's not bad...! But Moomins definitely do not tolerate everyone and go to lengths to drive certain types away... Including potential romantic threats haha. This isn't a complaint, the game just goes in a different direction than what I prefer when it comes to Moomins. But Moomintroll is a little over the top, that's all I'm saying...

"He just dammed the river without asking and imprisoned all the animals and caused a forest fire... But I'm sure deep down he's a nice guy"

psst fizz it's a game for kids...!

yeah i know it's my blog and I'll bitch if I want to bitch if I want to bitch if I want to

I digress. The point is how cute these two obviously are. Gaaah. The piggyback 💕💕💕 Also Snufkin's little (>m<) face!

#moomin #snufkin #snufkin spoilers #snufkin melody of moominvalley #snufkin melody of moominvalley spoilers

[otomefiend]

Alfons Sylvatica

Story Event: Black Wedding. A false vow to a dark bride.

Chapter 3 Premium

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3 Bitter

To say I am obsessed with this guy would be an understatement. That's all. I forgot to add I will post the Epilogue sometime today.

~~Part 1~~

(....now, tonight's prey comes to us on it's own accord)

The man claiming to be the leader appeared at the altar, his gaze wandering as soon as he saw us.

Guru: "...where's everyone? My precious believers...?"

Alfons: "I'm good with my hands, so I did a little trick on them."

Alfons: "Right now, your precious believers should be treated by a shrink."

Alfons: "Rest assured, we will provide you with generous support under the patronage of Her Majesty the Queen."

Guru: "Her Majesty the Queen....? Who the hell are you people?"

Alfons: "What does it matter where us, nobodies come from?"

Alfons: "Now, let's begin our delighful, delightful wedding ceremony."

Guru: ".... now, wait a minute."

Alfons: "Oh, do you have any complaints?"

Alfons: "Ah! We haven't said our vows yet. What a terrible discourtesy on my behalf."

Alfons: "Kate."

Removing Kate's veil revealed her lovely face.

I couldn't help but smile seeing her puzzled expression.

Alfons: "I love you, my bride. Will you be my toy for the rest of your life?"

~~Part 2~~

Alfons: "I love you, my bride. Will you be my toy for the rest of your life?"

(Oh, no response?)

Alfons: "What's your answer?"

Hearing my question, the petal-like pale skin below her eyes dyed a light shade of crimson.

Kate: "Y-yes..."

Alfons: "Heh, an excellent response."

Alfons: "Are you satisfied now?"

Guru: "....don't be ridiculous!"

His words and actions were so dull... I felt I was going to doze off.

Before the man was able to pull out a knife from his pocket, I was already behind him.

I took off the leather glove with my mouth and stroked the man's nape with my bare fingertips.

(... Now, shall I let you meet the person you have been so desperate to see?)

Guru: "......"

Guru: " ...Olivia?"

Kate: "Huh?"

Guru: "My Olivia....."

Kate: "!"

The man clung to Kate's legs, trembling with joy.

Guru: "You're supposed to be dead. Why are you here...?"

Guru: "Ah, it doesn't matter. I wanted to see you..."

(What a passionate confession of love)

In the man's eyes, Kate must have looked like his deceased lover.

---Thanks to my ability to show illusions.

Alfons: "Let's ask him why he committed those murder?"

Confused, Kate managed to formulate a question---

Kate: "Why did you do this?"

~~Part 3~~

Alfons: "Let's ask him why he committed those murder?"

Kate: "Why did you do this?"

The man started speaking, staring at a vision of the woman he once loved.

Guru: "'When you died from your illness, I despaired that I'd never be able to hold you in my arms again."

Guru: "At that time, I came across a book. In that book, it was written..."

Guru: "He who sacrifices lovers can make the dead rise again."

(...What a dreadfully funny and foolish idea)

Alfons: "The world is overflowing with alchemy-like books."

Alfons: "Among the bodies piled up in the basement, there was a coffin."

Alfons: "The remains of a woman were carefully stored in there."

That must be the person this man wanted to bring back to life, even to the point of committing murder.

Guru: "The book was right...!"

Guru: "That's why you showed yourself like this in front of me, isn't it?"

Kate: ".....n"

Guru: "Olivia? Are you dead? Or are you ......"

Guru: "Anything. Anything you want. ......just, please."

Guru: "Don't ever leave me again..."

(.....ah)

(Really, it's beyond laughable)

The poor bastard was haunted by happy memories, held on to them, and ended up killing people.

I had no other way to describe it than comical.

Alfons: "Shouldn't you answer him, bride?"

Clearly baffled, Kate tried to say something.

Kate: "This is wrong--"

("This is wrong?" ... I'm sure he knew that already)

(Even though he knew it, he was compelled to do it. That's all there is to it, isn't it......?)

Alfons: "Too bad. Time's up, you know."

I pulled out my sabre and, in one swift motion, drove it through a man's heart so he could reach the other world in blissful ignorance.

Guru: "...Oli...via..."

Alfons: "Oh, what a happy face for a murderer."

Alfons: "I'm glad the painful reality won't chase him anymore."

~~Part 4~~

After the man died, everyone in the Crown helped to clean up the bodies.

It was bright outside as if nothing had happened.

Alfons: 'Well then, thank you for the last two days' work. This has been a real pain."

(......?)

Alfons: "Oh, what's wrong, Kate? You look anxious."

Kate: "......"

Kate: "That man must have suffered from reliving his happy memories over and over again."

Alfons: "I'd rather just forget than let the memories torment me."

Kate: "Huh?"

Alfons: "Then there would be no pain, no suffering, only comedy."

Life could easily become tragic due to trivial things.

Some people were followed by tragedy from the moment they were born.

(Then, what else can you do but look for a distraction or laugh it off?)

Kate: "I wish it was possible, but it isn't..."

Alfons: "…………..?"

Kate: "The more precious the memory, the harder it is to forget."

(.....oh, this person)

Even if I enticed her to forget, she would just stubbornly shake her head.

Being by her side, despite myself I began to understand it.

Somehow, this fact disturbed me, though there was no reason why it should.

Alfons: ".... Kate, may I borrow your mouth?"

Kate: "Eh...... mmm."

Kate: ".....candy?"

It was the candy we wrapped together.

Alfons: "Yes, I pinched it. I told you, I'm good with my hands."

Alfons: "The candy has a little trick to it."

Kate: "Poison..."

Alfons: "Heh, you wouldn't be alive right now, would you."

Kate: "What is it then?"

Alfons: "Eating the candy does wonders. You'll forget everything that happened today."

The frown that appeared on her face was tinged with sadness.

Kate: "Alfons, you want me to forget --"

She was about to say something but suddenly looked up...

Kate: "......do you want me to remember?"

~~Part 5~~

Alfons: "The candy has a little trick to it."

Kate: "Poison..."

Alfons: "Heh, you wouldn't be alive right now, would you."

Kate: "What is it then?"

Alfons: "Eating the candy does wonders. You'll forget everything that happened today."

Her frown was tinged with sadness.

Kate: "Alfons, you want me to forget --"

She was about to say something but suddenly looked up...

Kate: "......do you want me to remember?"

(You? Remember me?)

Alfons: "Haha!"

(No way! This me we're taking about?)

(I can't have those feelings for someone...It's far too late.)

Alfons: "Yes, I want you to remember for a long time."

Alfons: "But...forget that I said it."

Kate: "Alfons?"

Alfons: "What colour is the candy you're eating right now, Kate?"

Kate: "What? It's..."

Alfons: "Ha, you see."

Kate: "Doh, I just didn't see it because it was thrown in my mouth."

Alfons: "You are very good at making excuses, little Robin."

Kate: "Hey, Alfons!"

~~~

That day, the Crown was busy with a judgement.

Looking at everyone from the sidelines, I lived in the pursuit of pleasure.

(Now, what illusions shall I create today....?)

Suddenly, the sunlight coming through the window hit my eyelids.

For some reason, I thought of Kate in her wedding dress.

(...I forgot to tell her that I chose that veil)

Though, nothing would change just by telling her.

(No matter in what form I remain in her memory, eventually----)

Kate: "Alfons"

Alfons: "Kate? What's wrong?"

Kate was just staring straight at me, looking dazzling.

Kate: "Can I accompany you on your mission?"

I wonder how much of my existence would be engraved in her memory if we stayed together for longer.

Alfons: "You never learn, do you?"

(Well, that would be rather nice)

(You will forget me one day. Until then, I will play with you to the best of my ability)

Epilogue

#ikemen villains #ikevil #alfons sylvatica #ikevil alfons #ikevil story event #fan translation

[lovelytsunoda]

boy in love // clement novalak (mini fic)

summary: when marcus asks clem about the current state of his love life, they were all pretty shocked at the frenchman's answer

warnings: mentions of sex/kinks, nothing too explicit. clement is just a boy in love <3

author's note: this is so fucking self indulgent bye-

"so, clem, how's y/n?" james harvey blair is the first to ask, popping another bottle of wine open. they hadn't started filming yet, the boys wanted a chance to catch up before they brought the cameras and the microphones out.

"she's good. great, actually. she had some stuff she needed to get done today, but i'm going to see her tonight. we're going book shopping, and then getting dinner." the trident driver hummed, reaching for his wineglass.

marcus armstrong coughed, choking on his drink. "you, in a bookstore? i don't even think i've ever seen you read an entire ladbible post!"

clement rolled his eyes as the guys around him laughed. "yeah, okay, laugh all you want. she was going to go on her own and meet me for dinner later but i insisted on joining her."

everybody had been shocked when clement met y/n. she was so shy and quiet and sweet, and clement was. . . well . . . clement. they had personalities that shouldn't have worked but somehow managed to meld together perfectly.

clement novalak was a boy in love. further in love, in fact, than marcus had ever seen him.

"yeah, but it's always the quiet ones, innit?" liam lawson raises an eyebrow, spreading himself out on the couch. "she's gotta be into something wild, otherwise she'd never be able to keep up with you."

they should have known that liam was going to make the conversation go there. it seemed to be the only part of having a relationship that liam was good at, as of late, with a different girl in each new city before he finally found one that put up with his shit for more than ten hours at a time.

"come on, mate. at the end of the day, that's not really any of our business, is it?" james tried in vain to shut the conversation down. "as long as clement is happy, we should be happy for him."

"it may shock you wankers to know," clement began, setting his glass on marcus' coffee table. "that i have mellowed out sexually since y/n and i have started going out."

"those are words i thought would never come out of your mouth." marcus says, finally taking a seat next to liam on the couch. "are you sure you're actually clem, not an alien from another planet?"

"very funny, armstrong. i'm serious. she's not really into anything, if i'm being honest. the first time we tried to take things a little rougher, when i tried to put a little bit of pressure on her throat, not much, just enough that we could both tell it was there, you should have seen the panic in her eyes. and i just knew that i never wanted to be the person who made her feel like that again."

"does it not get boring?" liam gawked

clement shook his head. "we have our ways of keeping it fun."

"care to share it with the group?"

clem laughed. "i'm not sure how much she's comfortable sharing, mate. i'm not trying to cross any boundaries here. but i'll precursor it with this: have you ever worn silk boxers before?"

the laughter in the room was so loud that marcus wondered if he might get noise complaints. clement wasn't sure what was so funny, but the sheer look of horror on liam's face was enough to make him burst out into laughter along with everyone else.

"i'm serious, mate. she goes wild for that sort of cliché romance kind of stuff. this feels different than every other girl i've bene with has. it's more than just a physical thing when we fuck. it's like we're making love, it's a spiritual thing. i have never felt so emotionally close to another person before."

"and that's called character development." james remarked, reaching for the wine bottle. "does anyone want another glass?"

"i think i'm going to need one if this conversation keep going." liam jokes

"please tell me that she at least gives a decent blowie."

clement's face flushed pink. "dude, i am not answering that! why are all of your questions about sex, seriously? wouldn't you rather hear about how warm and fuzzy i feel when i wake up with her in my arms, or how my knees go weak when she smiles? or about how my perception of an awesome friday night has changed from getting shitfaced with you lot to curling up with her on the couch, sharing a bowl of pretzel chips and watching criminal minds re-runs? or how content and relaxed i feel listening to her read her books out loud?"

especially when the romance books get smutty, he thinks, but doesn't say it out loud. those are always the page numbers he remembers so that they can try reenacting the scenes together later.

james and marcus shared a knowing look. it was a feeling that they knew well.

the feeling of being utterly and madly in love.

"i think i'm in love with her, man. no, wait. i don't think it."

"i know it."

#clement novalak #clement novalak x reader #formula 2 x reader #formula 2 imagine #f2 x reader #mini fic #sort of

[brettdoesdiscourse]

What's so funny to me about Aethy's rule of "don't lash out at staff" (which I believe was inspired by me) is that I never once "lashed out at staff."

I posted a complaint about the site on my own account. It didn't target any staff members, it wasn't demeaning to anyone.

My exact quote was, "I'm not quite sure how a website that claims to understand thought crimes aren't real crimes also doesn't support thought crimes they dislike, but it's disappointing to say the least."

Aethy staff found my post themselves and replied to me. They found every post I made that they saw as "about them" and replied to me.

I was respectful, I explained my point of view because Aethy staff made it a discussion. I wasn't swearing or demeaning anyone.

I wasn't going out of my way to @ staff or send anything to them. They found my complaints and chose to reply to every single one. They retailiating against me multiple times by limiting and banning my account without telling me why. I asked multiple times why I was limited, so I could remove the offending content, and was never answered.

They purposefully misunderstood my issue (where I asked them not to swear at me) as "oh you don't like that adults are swearing in an adult space" and consistently called me a Karen, downplaying the actual issues I had and tried to make me seem unreasonable.

I was always polite, I never sought out any staff members. I tried to fix my account to follow the rules which never could happen since nobody would ever tell me what content broke TOS. They also claimed I was "functionally demanding to talk to my manager" which was just blatantly untrue.

When they banned my account, they cited I had "complained in a public space" and "faced multiple user reports for advocating MAP/zoo stuff." Which was also false. My posts were never tagged as MAP/zoo stuff. My content never had MAP/zoo stuff. The ONLY thing was my bio which read "pro para" which caused my limit the first time. They cited that the first time and I removed it. I was never told which content I had broke any TOS, so I was either banned for not removing content I had never been told to remove or I was banned for complaining. Neither is a good look.

Aethy staff holds a position of power over their users. If users aren't allowed to lash out at staff (which is absolutely understandable and I agree with) then Aethy staff should be held to that same standard, at the very least.

And I'm very over being told "we're volunteer ran!" by them to address every issue. Ao3 is also volunteer ran and they do not lash out at their users. If your volunteers cannot keep themselves from lashing out at users then they should not be volunteers. If you find it acceptable for your volunteers to behave like this then you shouldn't be running a site.

(This isn't even touching on the claims of harassment, stalking, racism, classism, dismissal, etc. that Aethy staff is also facing.)

#anti aethy #brett does discourse

[dearlexies]

I've been thinking a lot about Jaybart lately, even wrote half of two one-shots that I might post soon, since I'm bored, and have nothing to do, here are some hcs of them that I have and intend to work on some future fanfics:

Sometimes, while the other is sleeping, they lie awake counting the other's breathing just to make sure they are alive. Neither of them knows about it. Bart does this more often, but Jason spends more time awake counting his breaths.

Jason cooks and Bart cleans. Bart can't cook to save his life, but he makes decent coffee.

Bart has freckles all over his body and Jason often compares them to stars, when they are alone he tries to kiss each of his freckles.

Bart's love language is physical touch and words of affirmation, so Jason has always one arm around his shoulders or waist, sometimes he lays his head on Bart's shoulder and when no one is looking he leaves a kiss on his neck or whispers in his ear 'I love you'

Jason's love language is quality time and acts of service. Bart always tries to find a way to go to Jason's apartment and spend some time with him, they talk, watch movies and sometimes just enjoy each other's company. 'I love you' for Jason is not in words, but it is in the little things. In the coffees that Bart makes for him, in the early hours of waking up together, in the silence while Jason cooks and Bart helps him chopping the vegetables.

Bart made (read: forced) Jason to watch all the Star Wars films

Whenever the two watch a film/series, Bart develops a crush on one of the actors and talks about it for weeks and Jason just agrees that most of them are actually hot

Most people don't know that they date. Bart always says he has a boyfriend, but never says his name instead he describes his boyfriend as 'a literature student who loves cooking and Jane Austen and Virginia Woolf books' and he always has fun seeing people's reactions when Jason appears and kisses him.

Roy can't stand being in the same room as them, he always says that they look at each other with puppy ​​eyes or like they're ready to fuck right there

Sometimes Bart wears skirts and dresses, Jason thinks he looks really beautiful wearing it.

Tim was the first to know they were together, he accidentally walked into the kitchen and saw them kissing (his reaction was similar to Ross's in friends but with less screams)

On their first Valentine's Day together, the two forgot it was Valentine's Day and spent the day watching horror movies and eating pizza.

Bart always listens to Tim and Jason's complaints about each other and finds it funny how the two always end up saying "How is he your best friend/boyfriend?”

Bart always pulls Jason's blanket over while sleeps.

Tim constantly walks over while they are almost having sex, most of the time he screams 'my eyes!' and Jason finds something to throw at him.

They are not a clingy couple, no pet names, no matching accessories, not so many pda, except for a few kisses, and a hand on the other's shoulder or waist, and they barely talk about the relationship with others, the reasons many people don't know they are dating is precisely this. They are very private, and none of them are afraid to provoke, disagree or upset the other.

#jaybart #fanfics #jason todd #bart allen #jason todd × bart allen #roy harper #tim drake #stay for another day #just cute and sweet hcs #the sad ones stay for another day

[vroyeaux]

It's been abit since I've posted fantroll work, and now seems like a good time to announce that I will no longer be posting or interacting with the fantroll community on tumblr. If you followed me for that content, I appreciate it, and hope you find similar interest in my other work.

Along with that, I'd like to open a window into my issues with the community if only for myself. I have no interest in a debate so if it strikes a nerve feel free to vague post in your own space, but leave me out of it HAHA.

I'll start by saying that there are good people in the community, but sadly they're drowned out by a majority of bad apples. The complaints I have are a part of every community in some way, but when your community is maybe 50 people, if we're being generous, it becomes a much bigger issue.

I came back to the fantroll rp community in order to heal, I wanted to go back to my roots and find some joy in a space that ultimately helped shape me into who I am. I wanted comfort, I did not find that.

Nobody is perfect, and I've surely made mistakes along the way. I made a personal promise to drop people that give red flags, but failed to go through with it for the sake of others.

I'm a person with a lot of interest who moves around often because I want to try new things, so I've been in a lot of communities, but this is the only one I've ever had to make a boundaries page for, and even when I did it was ignored multiple times.

Beyond that, I've had people who don't even have my discord lie about me despite never speaking to me. I've had rude ask sent to me over taking money from other's who need it more because I chose to sell adopts while having a job. And. While I've never had a community wide group chat to shittalk me, I've seen it done to others by people that are supposed to be their close friends. Among all this is even more questionable behavior. Scammers, and suspect artwork, all of that.

I think it's very funny that this community tries so hard to seperate itself from the homestuck community as a whole while the members of it wrap their identity deeply around it. I just wanted somewhere to play around in Alternia's worldbuild but had to defend my what is pretty lenient canon compliance. 😅 Not even because of homestuck's problematic aspects, but just because someone thinks theyre a better writer.

I could go on for hours, but it's really not worth it to think about past this. All I'll say is that if you're unhappy in this community, even an inkling. There are better places. There's a reason everytime I look back here I found the community members have switched over to almost entirely new faces. That is not typical for other long lived spaces.

#And i call this a step to moving the fuck on!

[winxwiki]

hi! i was wondering how you felt about that "one" scene in winx club that was banned? did the scene go differently in the original italian version?

as a black girl who loves winx, it was sad for me to see </3 im just curious how the reception in other places was

Hi there! First of all, I have the banned episode from this ancient Mondo DVD, since it's been taken down from youtube and other streaming services, even in italian. I will sub this ep regardless of the infamous scene, since I don't think there's anything controversial outside of that

In short, TLDR, in my humble opinion, the scene is racially insensitive and overly meanspirited from the heroines we should root for. The average italian kid didn't think much of it when it aired and re-ran, Italian adults lack the cultural context of black hair outside the country so most didn't understand the complaints and non-white italians did not seem to make any noise about this online. If anybody can prove me wrong is welcome to provide sources that I missed.

More under the cut!

There was some disco resurgence in the early 2000s around, in Italy and Japan, so that's what inspired the scene, likely.

A frog! With an afro!

Bucatini dance!

Is there a history of discrimination over textured and curly hair in Italy? As far as I know, no. You see white people with dreads and braids all the time and for historical reasons, curly and textured hair is common in people's genes. From what I've seen from italian forums and social media, I have read no complaints from black italians about the scene, so it definitely didn't move the italian black community or anything to stir any controversy.

Alright. With that out of the way... As a kid, I didn't think too much of the scene. I didn't think "wow, that hair is bad/ugly/something mean", or anything of the sort, and this seems to be the general sentiment from other italian watchers. I didn't think anything of the poor black girl being mocked. Being from a filler episode, the scene is rather forgettable to the average euro person.

I thought the hair wasn't even normal afro hair. And so did many others, according to italian social media posts...

I thought it had become JELLO! The hair is shiny and makes a strange noise when Bloom touches it. I'm still sure it's jello.

Bloom touching the hair unprovoked is also kind of nasty.

Some don't believe it's jello at all and I can't fault them for it, since the poor girl doesn't say any details. Just that her straight hair turned into "this thing".

The language used in this scene is meanspirited.

"What did she put on her head?" is a bit too much from Stella. You see a girl crying and you mock her?

The Winx don't even do anything for her, just standing back and watching. The Trix mocking her is one thing, but the Winx could have tried to help, only for them to give up as the girl has a breakdown, I dunno, better than nothing or Bloom's terrible attempt. The whole scene isn't easy to save and I don't think anybody should bother, not even the 4Kids edit improves it much. Just cut it out.

The joke was likely at afro hair looking funny itself, rather than make the black girl seem undesiderable for having an afro, as I've read from some interpretations. All italians I've read and asked agree that they didn't think maliciously of the scene as kids nor now. At least there's that.

A surprising amount of people thought the scene wasn't racist at all though, and couldn't understand why would this be offensive, while those who agreed it was bad still argued that banning the episode was too much.

The italian side has been very focused on the whitewashing discourse, though. Not since Magical Adventure as some have noted, but ever since the fairy couture dropped.

These are from 2022! What have they done to Aisha!

Anyway, thanks for reading all the way there. I'd like to hear more opinions, provided they're brought in a civil manner. Because I've seen a lot of nastyness on this argument and I'd rather not deal with trolls.

These poor girls!

#text #reply #LONG POST #s1e12

[aidanchaser]

20 questions for Fic Writers

Thank you for the tag @emeralddoeadeer! Am I using this to avoid writing? ... maybe

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

63 (I can think of at least 5 more that were orphaned or deleted)

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

1,561,814 (lower than I expected tbh!)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Right now, mostly Miraculous Ladybug and Star Wars

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

It's... all Harry Potter Everyone Lives AU. Literally, my top 8 are all the HP AU (the epilogue, however, comes in at 10 for some reason). So excluding the Spiders Georg of my fanfic kudos, my top 5 are: 9. By Her Side (miraculous ladybug smut) 11. The Gladiator Games (percy jackson - everyone dies au) 12. Office Number One (chase works out her HP complaints in a different way than the AU) 13. Movie Night at the Manor (dick grayson tries not to mope about the parallels between jason and the winter soldier) 14. 2am (i make people cry about young justice)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to respond to all comments. I don't quite get them all - but I try. Fic is about community, and I've made so many friends through Ao3 comments (including the lovely person who tagged me~)

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Not even a toss up. It's The Gladiator Games, where I slaughter, one by one, all the Heroes of Olympus.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

As I skim my list of fics, I find I'm not very into happy endings. I'm into hopeful endings, which I don't think are necessarily the same thing. I think I have to go with By Her Side, which, even though I've written a dozen Ladybug identity reveals, I think is the happiest. Even that one, though, ends on the hope that they can keep it this time, rather than reset the world like they've had to before.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

The closest I got to hate was people bitching at the HP AU for including Wolfstar (or for not including wolfstar, which is fucking funny tbh), and one or two people who complained that it wasn't different enough from canon or interesting enough. But, if the AU had not had such a lovely, kind, wonderful reception by folks overall, I probably never would have finished it.

9. Do you write smut. If so, what kind?

I do write smut. I enjoy writing smut. I like paralleling emotional vulnerability to physical vulnerability. I used to write really kinky smut but I've become less enamored with writing it in the last few years -- that said I do still come back to my Percy/Annabeth/Piper/Jason fic that is kinky as all hell.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I don't know that it can be found anymore, but I used to have a Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons at Hogwarts fic. No idea if I orphaned or deleted it. I had all 7 years outlined. It was credited on Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons wikis, links all broken now. I think only managed to write 3 of them before I quit the whole thing.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

At least twice people have tried posting the HP AU on Wattpad or Ao3 as their own. Which is... an odd choice. Like, I'm not fandom famous, but it's a pretty distinctive fic. Both got taken down fairly quickly.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! Some old, orphaned DCU smut got translated into Chinese. The HP AU has been translated into both Portuguese and German.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I used to co-write in school. I had a series that a former friend and I were collabing on, but we wrote fully different time periods in a series. I've never had a full fic co-written. Though, arguably, my beta team poured as much blood sweat and tears into the HP AU as I did, helping with everything from plot outlines to character developments to final grammar touches.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Percabeth. Something about them is just... so precious to me. I want them happy so badly.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Wisdom's Daughter Walks Alone... I know the ending. It's one more chapter. I should just write it. But I can't seem to make myself do it.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue. No questions asked. I love it and I'm good at it. It was the most consistent positive feedback I got throughout screenwriting and writing courses in school - I've always been very good at distinctive character voices.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Plot. Is it not enough for a story to be vibes? (If you want to know why I love AUs, Remixes, and songfic/poem frames - it's because I cannot think of an original problem to save my life. I can only borrow others'.)

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Like all writing, it should be intentional. But, like all fanfic, it's just for fun so do whatever you want. Ultimately, when you write for others, you write to communicate a thought or idea. Writing is telepathy, as Steven King said. So using words from another language is just another set of tools in your belt to communicate an idea. Know your audience and communicate your idea well.

19. First Fandom you wrote for?

Very first ever? Kingdom Hearts. First written and published was Inuyasha. I am... old.

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

All the ones I love, I love for different reasons. It's a hard question to answer, when each fic has served a different season in my life. I think I'm just going to pick 3, not necessarily because they are my favorites, but because they are the most vulnerable I have ever been in my writing. So, I don't know if I would say they're my favorite, but they have the most of me in them. 1. A Game of Scars and Secrets 2. Thicker than Water 3. Roots

Tagging @kay-elle-cee, @sunshinemarauder, @rosie-b, and @astargatelover!

#personal #writing #tag game

[izzy-b-hands]

Stress Reliever

A shout out to @rhysdarbytits for the cjizzy posting that got the idea of them absolutely stuck in my head (no complaints there, it's just funny to me that I went from Fuck Calico Jack 😡 to Fuck...Fuck Calico Jack 👀 in the space of like. God maybe twoish months??)

FTM Trans Izzy because I can lol.

Some allusion to past/ongoing ed/jack, potential for blackhands in this as well

This is purely NSFW; just cockwarming and fucking and emotions

---

"You don't gotta do anything," Jack sighs. "Just sit there and...fuck."

He doesn't intend to clench that tightly around Jack, but he's only following instructions. Jack wants him to sit and warm his cock and do nothing else?

Consider it done, considering he's been losing his mind keeping track of and doing anything and everything else asked of him this week. He hadn't planned to hook up again with Jack at all, but then there he was as they trudged off the ship with Izzy wanting nothing more than permission to relax and...

Jack's cock pulses inside him.

That's also a strong motivator to hook up again with Jack.

"I can literally feel how stressed you are like this," Jack says. "That's just fucked up, Iz. You should not be able to measure stress via cunt."

He snorts and laughs into Jack's shoulder, hissing when Jack's fingers dig into his hips.

"I'm serious!" Jack continues, his hands directing the gentle motion of Izzy's hips. "I know how Ed gets. I love him. Love his dick-"

"Please don't," Izzy mutters.

"Look, I told him if he paid more attention he'd see how you feel for him! I told him just to fuckin' ask you about it too," Jack says with a shiver. "If he had, he could have been in on this too."

Izzy tries to grind more, out of spite. If Jack is truthful about Ed, and he has no reason not to be, then Ed has some inkling that Izzy likes him, wants more with him. But he's never once addressed it.

"I mentioned you might initiate that conversation too," Jack grips at Izzy's hips hard enough to sting. "You haven't done that, clearly."

"Jack," Izzy's head hasn't moved from Jack's shoulder. "Please."

"Fine, I'll let it be," Jack says. "But you know I'm right."

Izzy moans into Jack's neck in between hastily pressed kisses, fighting to move his hips more. They're evenly matched most ways, but he melts when Jack has him like this, and that means it's a useless fight.

"Not yet," Jack hisses. "The idea was you relax, come for me, and cuddle. Not that you fuck your way out of having to hear the truth."

"I know you're right," Izzy says against his skin. "But I can't seem to say the right things to make him listen. Not yet, at least. It's not for lack of trying-"

"Hey," Jack's hand runs soothingly down his back. "I didn't know that; I'm sorry."

"Please," it's easier to beg to be allowed to move, or for Jack to fuck him, than it is to beg for what he wants just as much:

For Jack to somehow know what Ed needs to hear so he'll listen to Izzy. Even if any passing interest he had is gone, at least the air would be clear.

"Shh," Jack murmurs and reaches between them to tease Izzy's cock. "Arms around my neck, there. Knees okay? We can move if you need to."

He can't manage words anymore. The best he can do is a needy whine while Jack thrusts up into him.

Ed is probably wondering where they are. He knows that Izzy and Jack have hooked up before, just like Izzy knows Jack and Ed have done the same.

He did see them walk away together, but Izzy didn't say why he was stepping aside with Jack. By now, he's probably got a good idea.

Izzy knows he shouldn't like the idea that that might make Ed jealous. But he does.

"You're still overthinking," Jack says softly. "Come on, Iz. Fang said you guys were leaving before morning-"

"If it takes me that long to relax enough to come, then they can fucking wait for me and like it," Izzy interrupts.

Jack slaps his ass. Not something he likes with anyone else, but somehow Jack makes it hot.

"That's better! Now bring that attitude to talking with Ed, and-"

Izzy kisses Jack hard to shut him up. It's not meant to be insulting advice he's sure, but he can't handle hearing it right now.

"Like that," Jack smiles. "Good boy."

He lets Jack direct his hips with gentle touches after that, head resting on his shoulder again.

Jack doesn't in any way look like the sort of man most would expect to fuck this sweetly. It somehow still takes Izzy by surprise to feel Jack panting into his neck, hands moving often as if he couldn't bear not being able to touch all of Izzy at once.

"Look at me," Jack murmurs when they're both shaking, right on the edge. "I want you happier the next time I see you, okay?"

Izzy nods. If he talks, he might cry.

"That's probably gonna mean trying to have that conversation with Ed again," Jack continues. "It would help you both, no matter how it ends after."

He moans and whimpers into Jack's mouth through their next kiss. It almost aches, being this close. And Jack will fuck him through it to another for both of them, if Izzy wants it. He always offers, even when he's sensitive enough that his thighs shake with each thrust.

"I'm here for you," Jack sighs. "And Ed. And whatever comes after."

He knows he's leaving marks from digging his nails into Jack's shoulders. It's not just the impending orgasm, it's how fragile he feels. If he doesn't have Jack's lap to sit on and Jack's arms around him, he'll shatter.

"Come for me," Jack's voice is even, but his hips shudder out of rhythm. "Let me see you happy before you leave."

He forces down the louder cries and moans that would absolutely have Jack's neighbours in the inn banging on the wall, and bites gently into Jack's shoulder to muffle the rest while he comes.

"Don't stop moving," Jack begs. "I know it probably feels like too much, but I'm-"

Izzy grinds down and fucks Jack as fast as he can. He lets his eyes roll back in his head and focuses on nothing else but what he can feel: that he's nearly there again already, how hard Jack is inside him and how his cum is dripping down onto Jack's balls-

Jack interrupts his train of thought with a soft needy groan, and the sensation of his cock pulsing inside.

"Don't have to move yet if you don't want to," Jack says a moment later when Izzy moves to climb off of him. "Not that we have to go for round two-"

Izzy sinks back down carefully onto Jack's softening cock. "I'd like that. Actually... I think maybe you need me here for the weekend."

Jack's eyes light up. "I think I do. Now, it's not gonna be an easy time."

"No?"

"No," Jack smiles and runs a hand through Izzy's hair. "You'll be expected to sit and hang out with me. Fuck until we both need a break."

Izzy grins and melts into the hug Jack offers. "Sounds like work."

"Yeah, but you're good at work, at being on top of things. That's why Ed made you his first mate, why people still sail with you even when you're a miserable bastard."

"That's painfully romantic," Izzy chuckles.

"Well, you'll also need to go out with me, have dinner. Maybe camp out on the beach one night. Lots of boring, relaxing work. I think you can handle it for a weekend."

Izzy sighs. "I don't know if Ed will spare me for the weekend."

"You sail well alone whenever he wants to be here with me," Jack says. "Ed will be fine doing the same, and he knows it."

"You're right," Izzy snuggles into his neck. "Someone should go tell Ed."

Jack leans them back into the pillows. "I'll go in another minute or two."

"And what if I have you hard again by then?" Izzy teases. Jack's not far off from it even now, for that matter. Another minute would almost be too much time.

"Then Ed will have to be patient and wait," Jack chuckles. "Or he could watch, if he wants."

The shuddering mini orgasm and groan are involuntary, but Izzy still blushes after them while Jack laughs.

#text post #ofmd fic #cjizzy

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I need to pick your analysis brain (and you may have already talked about this, like I said I’m just now getting re-into it) but I’d love to hear you talk about Natsume and Mikan post Mikan helping to save Aoi, cause as someone who just recently discovered and read the manga my initial thoughts was this is the first time Natsume fully accepts he loves Mikan fully and his actions start to reflect that more [only to be ruined immidantly by the Luna arc :( ]

Hi!

I did talk about that arc (and every arc) but I'm always up to talking about these details again.

Since we don't actually get Natsume's beat by beat thoughts on his feelings for Mikan, it's kinda hard to tell specifically where he is at each point. It's honestly up to each individual to interpret themselves.

I think Natsume is a go hard or go home type of person, so when he starts to care, it's intense and all-consuming, and thus tracing when exactly his feelings go into the "love" territory as opposed to "crush" or "heavy like" is a bit hard to say. I'd argue that he was never really in denial about his feelings for her, but because of his circumstances, he can't really be open about them. In any case, the reason why he acts so much nicer after the New Year's Arc when Mikan helps save Aoi and almost dies in the process, is because so much changed during this arc.

First, Ruka shared Natsume's story and circumstances with Mikan, so the bulk of what was keeping him mysterious is now out in the open. Mikan knows what his life has been like, and understands better why he behaves the way he does.

Second, Mikan almost died, which is a harrowing experience. Even Hotaru became more affectionate following that, because seeing someone you love nearly die will give you a harsh awakening on taking people for granted. Despite everything he's tried to do, he couldn't keep Mikan from being put in life-threatening danger. So much of his distancing from her was about protecting her, and he know sees that distance might actually not be helping her so much.

Third, the Academy has gone through some "changes" in policy following this arc. Natsume and Aoi's story was made public to the student body and they revolted, demanding Aoi, a non-Alice, be sent home and that Natsume be removed from the dangerous missions he's been going on. For all intents and purposes, things should be better now, but they're not. Natsume refused to go home with Aoi for a few reasons, but primarily to protect Mikan, who will be under tighter supervision than ever. The best way he can protect her is by staying in the DA class and continuing his missions. Since others aren't supposed to be privy to that, he has to keep this under wraps.

Natsume knows (and has known for a while, actually) that he is going to die soon. His life is running out. He doesn't think Mikan will ever love him like he loves her, but he's content to just be by her. Now that he knows distance won't help her, he closes the gap. He sits with her in class, chats her up, smiles more at her. This is probably the happiest we see him for the bulk of the story because he's genuinely okay with where he's at. He feels like he's making his own choices here, so he's at peace with his future.

It's actually funny because I'd argue this is the arc where Mikan fully falls in love with Natsume (she understands him so much better now after knowing his backstory) and thus his nicer attitude matches the fact that she's much nicer to him too. They banter, sure, but she's no longer annoyed at being in his presence and in fact seeks him out.

I think that's what makes Luna's appearance so unwelcome. She changes a status quo that we barely got to see, a new peaceful and friendly time for Mikan and Natsume, who were finally behaving like partners, only for that label to get ripped away. She separates them and it's a shame, because we never really see that particular brand of interaction between them again. I think that's actually a complaint of mine, that this moment is so short before it moves on to stress and jealousy, especially because things keep snowballing after this.

Oh, well!

I really like that in-between arc, actually, because all the "transition" arcs might seem like lull periods to pass the time or for comedic relief, but they're not. This one in particular is crucial to building a closer bond between Class B and also to set up that Mikan's happy life is about to be upended once again soon.

That being said, the Sports Fest is one of my favorite arcs for Mikan because of her feelings for him taking center stage when it's usually the other way around.

Thanks so much for the question! I love talking about them and could talk about them forevveerrrrr <3

#answered #technobro #gakuen alice #ga #hyuuga natsume #sakura mikan #natsumikan #in any case i think mikans feelings for natsume are easier to trace (for me) but also way more subtle if that makes sense #idk i hope this was a decent answer... my keyboard is acting up and it's hard to type rn

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Spider-Man Read-Through 046: Night Fever (SSM 22-24)

MASTERPOST

In this post:

Hell yeah!

SSM #22 starts with Moon Knight failing to protect an informant and discovering that the Maggia may soon discover his secret identity.

Cue Peter Parker drawn by Mike Zeke.

He does the Monthly Aunt-May-in-Hospital mention (interconnectedness, woohoo!) and the bell rings. Betty's here! Remember how she left Ned, and Peter got kinda dumped by MJ? Well, they're off to the movies now!

Turns out Betty's already seen every big movie with Ned in Paris, so they go to a Chaplin festival.

Oh, I hate those faces. They look nothing like Peter and Betty have looked these past ~200 issues (not counting Team-Up). Why such harsh lines? They're in their 20-somethings!

By now, Flash and Sha-Shan are called regulars by the yellow box, which pleases me quite a bit. They seem to be doing just fine. Another regular is White Tiger, my beloved, who's angsting about the girl who won't date him because he's a super-hero. Yeah, we don't want another Gwen Stacy now, do we?

Anyway, thugs attack a coffee shop where Moon Knight (in his civilian identity) and Spidey cross paths, and we get a fun battle.

I love that kind of thing.

Of course, MK and SM have to fight, because talking isn't a free action in this world. And suddenly, someone storms in...

Literally. So we've got presumably French Moon Knight (and/or his acolyte, I don't know the lore and the way this is presented in this issues is confusing) and a French villain too. Yay, France?

On *another website*, readers are just as annoyed as me that Spidey keeps fighting potential allies before trying to talk to them. He makes the same mistake again and again!

In the letters, there's a very salty message I can't help but agree with.

Recent issues have been better about it at least, but it's telling that the "not enough Peter Parker" complaint has been held again and again. I do love White Tiger, and found Razorback fun enough.

Thankfully, for #23, Mike Esposito is back.

For what's worth, I like Cyclone for no other reason that I love his design. So I'm happy to see him!

Cyclone helpfully informs us that it's been a year since his first appearance in ASM #143 and #144! That's neat to know. He also kills someone on-page.

That's actually kind of surprising to see, and it does up the stakes. Anyway, he leaves, thinking he also killed the two heroes, and the latter finally talk. Spidey ends up going to Moon Knight's base.

Seems like our friend has been doing some work.

Meanwhile: we see a glipse of Hector's family, Holly's about to call him, MJ tries to call Peter but he doesn't answer and she goes to the disco with "Marty" (a proto-Paul?), and Betty also can't get a hold of Ned.

It's funny how in ASM, the Peter/Betty pair was recently quite outrageous, but then in SSM they dialed it back quite a bit. Just like the quick MJ appearance in a recent SSM issue, it seems like the writers are in conflict.

Anyway, SM and MK find a Maggia meeting and fight everyone.

What the heck.

Aside from (probably) Big M, everyone is taken care of.

As for #24...

Now, THIS is fun!

First page. We got the Monthly Aunt-May-in-Hospital mention, phew!

This issue starts with Peter being forced to fight thugs in a train. It's quite original, since he has to wait for a tunnel to obscure everything and use his powers.

Later...

So there's a lot to unpack here. First off, Mrs Muggins is much more friendly than in the past issues. Secondly, Peter mentions his "not so obvious" sex appeal and I have to laugh because COME ON. I don't know if it's a writer trying to rewrite history, or just Peter being clueless, but regardless, come oooooon...

This is also the first time in ages we see Harry, so that's also great. And Sha-Shan's part of the group, neat! By the way, where's Randy?

...Where IS Randy? For a few issues, a while back, it seemed like he was part of the group, but now? Who knows! Holly's here though. Without Hector, but still. But then... where's Gloria?!

Aaaah, they keep changing the cAAaaAaAaast!!!

Anyway, Peter says the place they're going to is fancy and he doesn't have a tuxedo, but Harry took care of that. Of course he'd know the measurements of his boyfriend!

Oh, they came out alright. I missed seeing the cast interact with each other, that's cool!

Elsewhere, the Maggia steals a big magnet or what not, but it's for the next SSM batch and I kind of don't care.

So this is kind of a disaster, but those interactions are delicious. See, when they try, Spider-Man can be really fun! Especially when Peter is dashing like that.

The Hypno-Hustler and his backup singers arrive on scene and hypnotize everybody, except for Peter, who quickly changes and beats him.

Anyway, in the reader's letters, someone is just as clueless as Peter:

"OUR Peter? Who really was never even very handsome?" who ARE you, Al Shroeder III?

I feel validated!

In the next SSM batch: more cloning! Can't wait.

#spider-man #peter parker #comics #comic books #moon knight