#for all you dead money haters

[psykersomatic]

#for all you dead money haters #fallout new vegas #fallout #fnv #fallout shitpost #dead money #fnv dead money #fnv dlc #light step #fallout: new vegas #sierra madre #christine royce #dog/god #dean domino #father elijah #ghost people

[itsravenbitch]

HUMAN EXPERIENCE & GODLINESS

it doesn’t matter what you’re going through in the 3D. as long as you’re fulfilling your desires in imagination..YOU’RE GOOD! never ignore your 3D because it is your creation, good or bad. the whole “ignore the 3D” is dead to me. you are GOD, but you’re also a human experiencing life on earth. therefore, never ignore what’s happening right in front of you. you are meant to BE your inner self and IDENTIFY with the inner man. but you’re also meant to LIVE this human experience!

“how am i supposed to internalize the fact that i’m rich in imagination when i’m behind on rent?”

…like i said you’re supposed to live your 3D life. so do what you gotta do to make ends meet. BUT remember your true self; the inner self. that self isn’t struggling with rent, they’re not running left and right to come up with money. that self is sitting back and relaxed because they know that rent is taken care of.

3D -> working multiple jobs to make ends meet.

4D -> relaxed & at ease because ends are already met.

as long as you continue to return to state of mind that you’re at ease because everything’s fine, it’ll materialize super quick! i promise you that!

“how do i internalize that i already have my dream appearance when my family constantly points out my flaws?”

…go within. in imagination you don’t have any physical flaws, you’re perfect. it doesn’t matter that your family is pointing out your flaws. all that matters today, tomorrow and next week, is that you returned to imagination and continued to fulfill it. you keep doing that persistently and it’ll materialize quickly.

3D -> family is a hater and keeps pointing out physical flaws.

4D -> you ARE your dream appearance and you look perfect.

so always remember your true self! the 4D, imagination, consciousness. that’s GOD, that’s you!

#law of assumption #neville goddard #states #imagination creates reality #consciousness is the only reality

[talesof-old]

your haunting | a.s.

pairing(s): azriel shadowsinger x fem!reader

warning(s): 18+, smut, a little dubious consent wise, slight somnophilia, rhys threatening reader, reader is a rhys hater, slight mentions of insanity/hallucinations, reader sort of stalking azriel, this makes it sound way worse than it is, hand jobs (f receiving), if you squint the reader seems a little unhinged, very lightly edited

word count: 3.5k

masterlist

2023 kinktober series

no matter how hard he tries, azriel sees your face everywhere. a ghost, a shadow, a secret he’s kept all to himself. madness is a tool you’ve learned to wield well, even if it is against your lover

prompt: consensual somnophilia, wingplay, blindfolds

Azriel had gone mad.

He scrubbed a hand over his face, wings dragging on the floor as waves of your scent washed over him.

Madness was the only explanation for what was happening, for how he felt.

When Rhysand told him you’d gone missing on a mission, presumed dead, he’d refused to believe it. The bond that connected you was still there, even if you’d built an impenetrable wall around it.

After months of searching, months of longing, he had yet to find a trace of you. There was nothing. Azriel had to admit it to himself, perhaps you were dead. Perhaps, the one soul that completed his so wholly, was gone.

He had yet to utter those words aloud.

Jasmine and incense wafted through the room. He breathed in deeply and ignored the shadows curling around his hands in a frenzy. They missed you, whispering to him in the dead of night to go out and find you.

They knew something he didn’t, and despite his attempts to coax it out of them, they refused to speak it.

In some desperate grab of comfort, Azriel found himself tugging on the intact golden thread. It was the only hope he had that you were still alive.

The bond pulled taut, offering nothing but cold silence from the wall you’d set up. It was far more unforgiving than Rhysand’s.

An ache bloomed across his temples and he let the thread go slack, slinking into his bathroom to peel off his leathers and clean the muck off of his body.

You peeked from around a curtain, eyes gleaming in the dim candlelight. Azriel’s wings dragged along the ground as he shut the door, and you grinned to yourself. The poor male had never found out what you did for a living. He knew you’d been employed by Rhysand, but not even the High Lord knew the extent of your expertise.

Years of training to walk in silence, to ignore the blood dripping from your hands. You were many things, whatever the individual who employed you needed you to be. You hardly worked with the same person once, but war made everything tricky. Which is how you ended up with Thesan’s grasp. Not that you would complain. He knew your violence was an asset to his Inner Court.

You crept out from behind the curtain, shadows curling around your ankles. At you request, they wouldn’t say a word to Azriel, content to interact with you on the condition that you allowed them to stay close when you did come around.

A breeze gently caressed your skin and you almost hummed. Cauldron, you missed the Night Court. The sound of running water filled your ears and you took advantage of it, rushing to Azriel’s office. High Lord Thesan was paying you a large sum of money to find out if High Lord Rhysand was going to attempt an invasion at the behest of Amren.

You stepped in, shadows wrapping around your wrists. They seemed happy to rest there as you shifted through papers, careful to leave them exactly as you found them. Paper after paper was carefully examined, but you were unable to find anything. You huffed.

As far as you were aware, Amren had been trying to get Rhysand to claim the title of High King for ages. Even Azriel had agreed with you that it was a bad idea.

Before that mission eight months ago, you’d come to the conclusion that Rhysand was a decent man, even if you didn’t always see eye to eye. All that changed when he’d caught of glimpse of your mind. Poking into a hole in the thick walls you’d created for your mind, disregarding any friendship you might have.

Anger coiled in your chest, heavy on your heart.

You slowly opened Azriel’s only drawer, taking great care to avoid making any noise. One of the shadows snaked up your arm.

Shuffling through the papers and journals, you worked through every piece until you reached the bottom.

Still nothing.

You gnawed on your inner cheek, peering down at the drawer. A small gap caught your attention. Barely noticeable, especially when covered by the many papers and books, but you knew Azriel far too well.

A kernel of guilt lodged itself into the pit of your stomach. Azriel was your mate. You were sneaking through his house, pillaging through his work, all for a job he had no idea about. You pushed away the thought. This was for the best.

His focus on finding you made it easier to catch him off guard, and find whatever information you were looking for.

The sound of a door opening had your head jerking towards the door. One of his shadows tugged on your wrist, a signal that he would be there soon. You nodded to it in a habitual response.

You grabbed the stack of papers and books, setting them on the floor and pulling on the false bottom. A click sounded and you froze, holding your breath. The false bottom gave way, revealing a small number of papers and a journal. Footsteps sounded down the hall and you were quick to move. Gently placing the false bottom back in place, and hauling all the papers into the drawer, you stood from your seated position.

Azriel passed by, barely glancing into his office. Your eyes widened and you shot a look toward the shadows. Just a few steps down the hall, Azriel stopped walking. You backed away from the desk, urging the shadows to give you cover while you hid.

He couldn’t know that you were actually here.

You slunk into the dark, back pressed against the wall and shadows covering your body to prevent him from seeing. If you kept an eye on him, he might give you some insight.

Azriel’s footstep grew closer, and you quirked a brow. Normally, he would winnow into the room, catch the perpetrator off guard and disarm them immediately.

He stepped into the room.

His silhouette blocked much of the light that could come into the room, Truth Teller in his hand. You inched around the walls of the room towards the door, for once thankful that Azriel refused to add decorations to this place.

He fully entered the room, scanning everything as though he’d find some trace of you. He bent over to open the drawer and you almost took your chance, eyes focused his every movement. It gave you something other than his body to look at, the only clothing he had on being a pair of loose trousers. You bit the inside of your cheek, the muscles on his back rippling as he leaned down. He traced a hand over the edge of the false bottom as though it would have disappeared. You thanked every deity you knew of for the ability to silently winnow.

You reappeared down the hallway, needing to draw him away from the room. You redistributed your weight on your feet, your footsteps now audible as you broke into a run.

You had to be here. Azriel didn’t want to accept anything else. He couldn’t.

If he did, he would have to admit he couldn’t escape your wretched smell. Or the visions he sometimes caught of you. But as he searched his office, he couldn’t help but wonder if you had died, and he was simply imagining that you were still breathing. There was no trace of you in the room.

Footsteps sounded down the hall, the floorboards creaking loudly. His head whipped towards the noise, keeping Truth Teller close as he closed his eyes and fell. Feyre might have described winnowing with him as falling through worlds, but the feeling was as natural to him as flying.

He landed down the hall, barely catching a glimpse of you as you turned down the corner. His head and heart pounded as he followed. Anticpation curled in his gut, followed by elation.

The footsteps stopped just in front of his room, his heart steadying. The chase was one of his favorite parts, and if you really were here, he’d catch you.

He gently pushed open the door. It swung open, creaking as it went. Nothing moved as he entered the room, not even a breeze dared enter through the open balcony. Hazel eyes scanned the room, shadows whispering that the intruder was gone.

You weren’t here.

Sudden exhaustion hit Azriel, and he slumped when the realization hit him. Rhys told him that you died. That you were gone. Maybe this was all in his head.

He shook his head, carefully placing Truth Teller under his pillow and slipping into bed. Only the Mother could free him from this sort of torment.

You watched Azriel go to sleep from the corner of his room.

Sleep dragged him unwillingly, his shoulders tense under slumped and twitching wings. Shadows curled over your shoulders and through your hair as something tugged at your heart, urging you to join him. Instead, you turned on your heel and headed down the hall, back towards his office. You needed to know what information he had, though you assumed the most important things would be left unwritten.

Or, maybe not. No one knew of this location. Not even Rhysand knew where Azriel spent his alone time.

You repeated your earlier actions until you were skimming the pages of information. Nothing of note.

Reaching for the book, you felt a pulse of power emitting from it. You blinked. Azriel must have had it enchanted somehow. Fuck.

One of his shadows that hadn’t left your side snaked over the book, that power calming. You smiled and flipped it open. The pages were thin and worn, Azriel’s telltale small, neat handwriting filling them. You took in all of it, from the Night Court’s unofficial allies and enemies, the suspicious characters across Prythian they were watching, and whatever else Rhysand wanted Azriel to keep an eye on. A familiar name caught your eye.

Yours.

You swallowed hard. If Azriel had suspected you were a traitor, surely you wouldn’t be alive. Something akin to giddiness clamped around your throat. Was he so blinded by your bond he thought you someone different entirely?

You took in the rest of the information, let it sink in as you shut the drawer and made your way back down the hall.

For a moment, you paused in the doorway. Leaving him was not as hard as it used to be, but you longed to touch him. Rhysand’s words echoed in your head.

You are not to return to the Night Court until I command it.

After everything you’d done for him, he still didn’t trust you.

In that moment, you made your choice. You took silent steps towards the bed, slowly lowering your weight onto the mattress. Azriel grumbled but went quiet again, breath coming steady and slow. Your fingertips just barely grazed his bare arms, goosebumps following your touch. He shifted, allowing you closer. You pressed a soft kiss to his shoulder, watching closely as the muscles tensed. Magic crackled in your fingertips as you turned his perception hazy, all so that tomorrow he would think of this as a dream.

You kissed the back of his neck next, your hands running down the center of his back. His wings fluttered. Grazing a thumb over the sensitive point where his wings met his skin, Azriel let out a cross between a moan and whine.

Heat pooled in between your thighs.

You kissed his temple, cozying up to his body, soaking up the heat coming off of him.

He mumbled your name.

You scratched your fingers over his short hair, reveling in the way he shivered. Azriel and you used to play a game on nights when either of you were too lost in your head. The calmer one would take control for the night, luring the other in and out of sleep.

Azriel was murmuring more now, shifting in his sleep. You grinned. He was coming to. In a few moments, you’d actually be able to talk to him. It had been months of shadowing him like a fucking stalker. It was embarrassing, how just seeing him instantly took a weight off your shoulders.

He turned to lay on his side, eyes fluttering open. You leaned down, pressing a kiss to his mouth, chuckling when he swiped a tongue across your lips and deepened the kiss.

You pulled away, scanning every faint freckle and faded scar on his face. Half-lidded eyes watched you in return, his tongue darting to lick his bottom lip.

“Is this a dream?”

The raw, raspy words hit you in the gut and sorrow tugged at your chest. You missed him.

Instead of responding, you surged forward, mouth pressed to the skin of his collarbone, teeth grazing flesh. He turned to lay flat, wings pinned awkwardly between his bed and body. His head fell backwards, exposing a bobbing throat.

Your lips latched onto the skin there, sucking as you went, careful not to leave lasting marks. Azriel’s hand trailed up your side, fingers practiced as he unlaced your leathers. You tugged off your top, exposing the cloth wrap around your breasts. Making quick work of the wrappings, you dropped them next to the bed and went back to marking up your mate.

“Sweetness-“ His limbs were still heavy with sleep, but his eyes were all too alert as you tugged off his pants, his chest already exposed. You trailed kisses from one side of his chest to the other, tongue hot as you settled onto his right nipple, swirling around the hardened skin.

The broken moan that echoed through the room prompted a grin from you. It had been months of imagining, months of yearning. To finally cave and touch him, the feeling threatened to consume your very being.

You caught sight of his shadows, grinning as you motioned towards his face. Seeming to understand, they snaked around his eyes, blocking his vision. He huffed, grasping at your hips.

Heady emotion rushed through you as you shifted focus to his left nipple, nibbling on the skin in the way Azriel liked. A slight buck of his hips to grind against you let you know he felt the same way. Taking away his sight always made him so much more sensitive. You shimmied out of your pants, dropping them onto your pile of clothes. You’d have to be quick when you got dressed.

The thought was sobering, but you pushed it aside. No sense in hurting yourself more than once. You latched back onto his skin, kissing down the hard planes of his abdomen, savoring every curve.

“You look so perfect, sweetheart.” Azriel nearly keened at your words as your palm trailed up his thigh, massaging the thick muscle. He tensed beneath you. You sucked on the skin over his hip bone, ignoring the way his cock strained in his pants. His legs trembled as you continued touching everywhere but where he wanted it.

Azriel was going to die if you didn’t touch him. Every time your lips made contact with his skin it set a part of him on fire, and he was burning from the inside out. You were here, in front of him. A tangible thing.

He would let you have your way, but his impatience won out. You let out a yelp as Azriel gripped your hips, pulling you up and then under him. The shadows scattered, instead coming to watch all around him. He buried his head into your neck, breathing your scent in deeply. It had become such a comfort to him, that mixture of jasmine and incense.

“You’re here. You’re mine.” His lips attached to the junction of your neck and collarbone, sucking and nibbling on the skin while you were rendered breathless beneath him.

He could never get tired of the feeling.

Your hands came around his body, feeling for that sensitive spot at the base of his wings. Your fingers sent electric shocks through him, and when you found it, he thought he might cum from it alone. He whined as you stroked along the tips of his wings, cock pulsing and rubbing against the seam of his pants. Azriel buried his face in your breasts, shaking with your every movement. He hadn’t had sex since you disappeared. Couldn’t, not without you.

Desire crackled in his blood as you continued your ministrations, moans bubbling up in his throat as though he was a teenager all over again.

“I missed you, Az.” The words would be his undoing.

He choked on the rush of emotions that overtook him, tears pricking at his eyes.

You’re alive, you’re alive, you’re alive.

The fact that you were here with him was too much. It wasn’t enough.

He moved down your body, pulling your panties with him until they gathered at your knees. The calculating, wild look in your eyes made his cock throb. He debated ripping your panties off of your body but decided against it, instead letting you pull your legs from the fabric and then tossing them somewhere into his room.

Calloused hands caressed your skin and you shivered, Azriel’s body hovering over you like some vision of a dark angel. His fingers trailed up you inner thighs, parting them until he made contact with the spot you needed him. You mewled as his fingers grazed your clit, jolting at the increased sensitivity. His face twisted into a look of reverence, and a part of your heart broke.

You surged forward, his finger still rubbing your clit, and smashed your lips against his. His shadows wrapped around your limbs, featherlight in touch. A fever was threatening to take you. You needed him, now. Every inch of you yearned for his touch, needed him closer.

Azriel let out a startled groan when you nipped at his lips, your tongue swiping into his mouth. He took the moment to slide a finger into you, leaving you gasping at the intrusion. A second finger was added and before long, that all too familiar knot tightened in your stomach. You pulled him closer. His wings arched above you and you reached behind him again, fingers finding the spot that had him cumming no matter what. The underside of his wing, right next to where wing met flesh. He swiped at your clit and your back arched, legs trembling. But you’d made up your mind, he was going to cum with you.

You played with that spot as he pumped his fingers in and out of you, a chorus of whimpering moans and gasps coming from both your lips. He bared his teeth as you massaged his skin, body shaking with restraint. Your orgasm was fast approaching as he added a third finger.

“Az, please,” you weren’t sure what you were even asking for.

He continued his pace, rubbing at your clit in rough figure eights. Your orgasm washed over you, and your nails scrapped over Azriel’s wings. He came with a roar, slumping into you as he let you ride out your own climax. Your legs shook under his, and you went limp as you slowly came to.

“I love you, Azriel.” He lifted his head, hazel eyes brimmed with tears.

You cooed, using your right arm to pull him down to your chest and rake your fingers through his sweaty hair. Your other arm came around him, massaging the tail of his spine as he dropped his weight onto you. He murmured the same words to you, broken and full of pain, and for a brief moment, you allowed the wall between you to come down. Grief came rushing in, followed by anger and fear, and before you knew it tears were streaming down your face. Rhys would lose his mind if he found out you were here. But watching Azriel grieve for a woman who hadn’t even died was too much to bare, even for you.

“I love you.” The words were a prayer against your skin as Azriel’s breath evened out. You sighed against him, pressing a gentle kiss to his temple before guiding him off of you. As you did, his eyes flashed open and his expression morphed into one of pure panic, hands grasping your sides and fingers digging into your skin.

“It’s alright, sweetheart. Just need to clean up.” He nodded, watching you again with those half-lidded eyes. You left the room, padding into his bathroom and pushing away that distressed feeling in your chest. You grabbed a rag and dampened it in the sink, returning to Azriel half asleep on the bed. You’d stay until he was dreaming once again.

It didn’t take long to clean him up and switch out his clothes, dressing and then curling up beside him, knowing that it would be weeks before you’d see him again. As his breathing evened out and his body went limp, Azriel’s shadows curled around your shoulders and arms.

“I have to go again, my loves. Take care of him?” They gave your wrists a little squeeze before scattering, allowing you to leave in the dead of night. With each step you took, a brick was added to the wall between you and your mate, and you buried your breaking heart within it.

#a court of thorns and roses #a court of mist and fury #a court of war and ruin #a court of frost and starlight #a court of silver flames #acotar #acotar x reader #azriel #azriel shadowsinger #azriel x reader #azriel smut #talesofold kinktober #kinktober #kinktober 2023

[amarthine]

𖦹 synopsis. main four w sick reader ! — how they act when your sick.

disclaimers. swearing, slightly suggestive, cartman being a jew hater

notes. i have really bad allergies at the moment so i came up with the idea for this one !!

eric cartman.

he kinda forgot you could get sick.

but you did, whether it was bad allergies, the flu, any kind of sickness at all.

hes Cartman, like i’ve said time and time before.

so he pretends like he doesn’t care, but your health is a priority to him.

“What do you mean you can’t come to watch Terrance and Phillip with me today? Why the hell not?”

“Eric, Im sick.”

“So what?”

genuinely gets disappointed and mad that you cant, and or wont come over.

pretty much is more agitated than he already is for the rest of the day towards everyone who speaks to him besides you, especially towards kahl.

“Shut up you stupid jew.”

If your sick for more than a day or two, he’ll just come over to your house because frankly—hes just a bit too dependent on your company.

But he’ll be so dramatic if you cough or sneeze around him.

“Oh my god ..i..i think i’m dying, your spreading your illness!”

You literally just sneezed next to him.

He acts like your both sick or something.

kenny mccormick.

kenny’s died, gotten sick, etc. multiple times before.

although, unlike him. You actually stayed home, being sick, resting. instead of being in the freezing cold snow like everyone else.

kenny does all of the above when hes sick instead of resting, no wonder.

“Wait .. why can’t you come outside?”

“Because, im sick, kenneth.”

“..But you can still walk.”

that aside, he does try his best to take care of you.

despite all the risks of doing it, he still lays down next to you, cuddles you, sleeps beside you.

and most definitely tries to kiss you.

And he just chills with you, maybe make you soup, soup at your house of course.

He doesn’t have alot of money to help you to be honest.

But he did steal something on the account of you were feeling 10x more horrible and he had to snatch some medicine for you.

Personally? Hes like butters when it comes to a relationship.

Both of the two act like golden retriever type of boyfriends, but thats just in my opinion.

kyle broflovski.

lord.

he acts like a mom.

He dropped everything as soon as you texted him and just came over to your house to take care of you immediately.

“Are you okay dude??”

“I just have allergies.”

“I bet thats what dead people thought too.”

“What the fuck kyle.”

Makes you food, kisses you, (on the cheek), and is just very present during the whole thing, hes like this even when your not sick anyways.

Pretty much is like Kenny, both want to be there for you.

He tries to make you feel better in any way he can.

Yes, any way, take that in whatever way you want.

So sweet though, and treats you so well the entire time.

You got better after a bit, thankfully.

stan marsh.

You had the unfortunate luck of getting sick while Stan and his family were out on a “family road trip.”

He felt so bad.

Called you the entire time just to make sure you were okay.

“Babe, im so sorry, i didn’t even wanna come anyways.”

he didn’t want to be there, though your voice and presence made the trip slightly more bearable.

Things got a little more .. intimate over the phone, but i’ll make a separate part on that later, or later.

Especially on the drive over, and back, was hell; to him atleast.

He had to get off the phone at some point because his parents said it was “family time”

And he did, respectfully and reluctantly.

In the end, as always. You got better.

#findingjuliet #southpark #eric cartman headcanons #eric cartman #eric cartman x reader #kenny mcormick x reader #kenny mcormick headcanons #kenny mccormick #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski headcanons #kyle broflovski #stan marsh x reader #stan marsh headcanons #stan marsh

[sterakraffulz78]

This is hilarious and fateful

I saw the episode, and I never really thought that wasting time like this would be a suffering that lasted too long. I'm going to get good and bad things from what I saw

first for good, okay?

1. The deaf imp

In itself, I was very surprised by this character and to tell the truth I can consider him better than the other deep and sad Pseudos that only serve to make the panties get wet because of the Fujoshits, and it is something that in this program is seen very little or is scarce in Yes, it made me tender that Fizz treated him well.

2. Fizz and Asmodeus' relationship

What can we say, the relationship itself is healthy, and superior to many of both series and when Asmodeus protected Fizz it is something nice on his part, not like a certain owl who is only interested in the red cock who is a tremendous fucking creep unable to defend his """"little""", this relationship is one of the few salvageable things in this series

Now with the bad things

3. The songs

For the love of God... why? All the songs seem forgettable and super stupid to me, it seems that the only thing this chapter does is create time and necessary filler that will never contribute or amount to anything

4. The imp hater by fizarolli

This was expected, it doesn't surprise me much to tell the truth... just imagine that you are so hurt by harmless criticism of your program that you only hope for a good change and to be guided to do a good deed, but you prefer to spend and overexploit the Poor workers who only want some money to encourage your resentment in a lively way, this is ridiculous and makes others feel sorry for Viviana Medrano

5. Mammon

This is the first most annoying, loudest and most obnoxious thing I've ever seen followed by Chaz, the only thing he knows how to say is pure rudeness in every damn sentence, it's a fucking audiovisual blister that seems to never end, apart from the cringe I feel about it, the Deadly sins of this show will never be taken seriously and more that sexist phrase about "Women are not funny" and then you're dead... Damn you Medrano bitch, can't you at least respect a simple woman even if she has a tertiary role in your shitty program? (And ironic why you make penis jokes and swear words to wait for someone to laugh and praise you)

6. I HOPE THEY FUCK YOU BLITZ

Is it really necessary to put Blitz in every episode? For the love of God, am I already sick of listening and seeing that red cringe guy making those embarrassing faces and hearing his voice why can't I listen to Brandon normally anymore without remember this abusive and manipulative guy swearing!? They shoehorned this guy in just to get "laughs" and make him stick to Fizz when he was given the biggest tragedy of his life

7. Good vs bad, hAha ​​tHeY aRe RiGht wHy tHEy aRe nExT To thE bOyS aNd uwu sOfT

As always, our wonderful writing writing the bad characters, like the black ones in this Turkish soap opera and making them caricatures for mockery and portraying them as the soft boys and uwu the good ones. These characters are already predictable, if there is a soft and sore young gay uwu, he will be the good one because he is the soft and sore young gay uwu and we are all forced to take his side, while those who have the potential to be good villains like Striker, you position them as silly, cartoonish and you are the generic antagonist of a series for children under 6 years old, for example Asmodeus against Mammon

It's good that the views are getting lower and lower, so soon we won't be able to stand this series in decline and the next more ridiculous, repulsive, mediocre, cringe and pathetic chapter written by a ridiculous, mediocre, cringe, pathetic, misogyny, sexist, Transphobic , racist, xenophobic writer who only ruined her own work so that her little friends the Fujoshits (I already saw you SatorRojas, TeaTheKook and Dani) get their panties wet and buy more panties again to get them wet because they can't stand two boys together

#anti stolitz #helluva critical #helluva boss critical #vivziepop critical #helluva boss fandom critical #vivziepop criticism #helluva boss critique #blitzo #Helluva boss

[utilitycaster]

Weirdly specific and overly long Critical Role Ask Meme

The annual Thanksgiving Hell Drive tradition that matters only to me!

Character you don't particularly like, but will defend vehemently when people dislike them for the wrong reasons.

Favorite unhinged shopkeeper.

Minor character people in the fandom are obsessed with that makes you go "them? why?"

Minor character you are (correctly) obsessed with.

Meta you would write if you did not fear people would be SUPER weird about it. This is also an invitation to write that meta and block the haters.

NPC you would most like to see as the subject of a Tales of Exandria series.

Alternate outcome in a main campaign that you don't necessarily wish happened, but that you wish you could see played out in an alternate universe before returning to ours.

You may personally require that Liam O'Brien plays a non-core four (ie, not a Rogue, Wizard, Cleric, or Fighter) character for at least 10 episodes - he cannot in any way be one of those classes, even as a multiclass. If you like Orym, assume this has no impact on him. What class or multiclass do you have him play?

Location in Exandria you'd like to see in a possibly canonical one-shot/EXU but with non-main campaign characters (as in Song of the Lorelei/The Darrington Brigade)

Favorite and least favorite Matt Mercer Original Subclass.

A common stance within the fandom you would most like to eliminate on the specific grounds of hypocrisy/self-contradiction.

Best ship of the literal seafaring vessel or skyship variety.

Favorite D&D PC (guests & EXU included but must be a PC) of [class provided by the asker]? Note that as of posting there is only one option each for artificer (Tary) and ranger (Vex), so don't ask those.

Describe the art you would most like to create or commission if talent/money were no object.

Favorite one-on-one conversation (can be between two PCs, or a PC and NPC).

Favorite group (all/most of the party) conversation.

You know that post that's like "I wish you could filter in ao3 on 'attitude towards a canon event'?" In the world of imagination, you can! What's the event or attitude?

Share one unpopular opinion but it must specifically only pertain to Sam's ads.

You can swap one subclass (not class) for any one main campaign main cast PC. Which character, and what's their new subclass?

What non-D&D TTRPG would you most like to see Critical Role run a one shot in?

You can eliminate one ship that did not become a canon, reciprocated relationship from the fandom's consciousness. It is entirely gone - no fics, no posts, no doctored out of context gifsets inexplicably claiming that Travis ships it, no anon hate, no drama. Your blocked tags list becomes several entries shorter. A weight is lifted from your shoulders, and you take the deepest breath you've taken in a long time. Anyway, now that you're feeling relaxed and inspired, what do you think Bertrand Bell's fighter subclass was?

Assume that every single non-multiclassed wizard PC OR significant wizard NPC (includes EXU Calamity) are in a battle royale, and all are level 16. Who would you bet on as the winner?

You can guarantee that Vax lives at the end of Campaign 1. However, you must trade his permadeath for the permadeath of a different PC who was dead for more than a minute. Your options are Percy dying permanently in 1x68; Scanlan dying permanently in 1x83; or Laudna dying permanently in 3x34. Do you choose to do so, why, and whose death do you trade?

You can guarantee that one Evergreen Question you write is pulled on 4-Sided Dive AND that the four cast members you most want to answer it are on that month. What's the question, and which cast members answer it?

What class do you most want to see Matt play if he is in a future EXU campaign as a new (not Dariax) PC?

You must swap one nat 1 die roll with one nat 20 die roll. They must both be from the main campaigns, but can be cross-campaign. Which are they, and why?

Pick one character, ship, or party; and one song you associate most with them, and explain why. This song cannot be on an existing playlist from the main cast. It also cannot be We Have it All by the Pim Stones nor Dust Bowl Dance by Mumford & Sons; I love those AMVs but please think for yourself.

Think back to all weird or bad opinions (pertaining to Critical Role) you've seen but which were not elaborated upon. You get to make one, and only one, person have to provide an honest response about what the fuck they were thinking. Which opinion do you receive the honest explanation for?

You can give any PC a Staff of Birdcalls. Who do you give it to?

What is your favorite theory or headcanon that has absolutely no bearing on the plot and isn't important at all, but which is completely compliant with canon?

A really weird fey entity grants you the following boon: you can magically make it so that whenever people try to draw Imogen with glasses, the glasses magically disappear. All you need to do is hit the DC. The DC begins at 15, it is a simple d20 die roll with no modifiers/additions, and you can reduce it by one for every month you live with canon, pre-episode 2x26 Mollymauk Tealeaf. You do have your own room, but the walls are thin. After 15 months you automatically succeed and Molly disappears as though he had never existed. How many months do you live with Molly?

If the CR main cast were to play the original 7 tombtakers per The Nine Eyes of Lucien (Brevyn, Cree, Jurrell, Lucien, Otis, Tyffial, and Zoren) in a one shot, who should play whom? Assume Matt DMs, but you do not need to have Taliesin play Lucien.

You may ask any member of the cast one, and only one lore clarification question. What do you ask?

You meet an old woman in the grocery store and help her with her bags. In return, she tells you she can guarantee that Campaign 3 will be fantastic, and that there will be a Campaign 4 set in Issylra that is also fantastic. However, she warns you, the price is that Marisha and Laura's characters will never be in a romance together, nor will Taliesin and Liam's, though there will be significant queer romances aplenty, both F/F and M/M, in said campaigns. Do you take her up on her offer?

You can set the time and place of the next EXU series, but it cannot be within 100 years of the Calamity nor Divergence. When and where do you set it?

Every cast member must create a main campaign character loosely based off a character they played in a one-shot not set in Exandria, a la Chetney from Chutney (as a result, Travis is excused from this exercise). Who should they choose? (Please note that Bar Room Blitz is set in Exandria. You cannot pick Jayne and you're boring for thinking it.)

You have to take a 16 hour road trip with one NPC from each campaign (all at once, ie, three other people). The NPCs cannot shorten the road trip in any way and the road trip must be via driving but you can do it in two 8 hour days and share a motel room if you'd like. Who do you pick?

Assuming that your rent and basic living expenses are paid regardless, nothing cataclysmic happens while you're there, and your race and class are perceived as completely average and nothing to comment on, which city in Exandria would you most like to live in for a year? You must spend the vast majority of your time there.

Favorite parental figure NPC?

What named but as of yet unseen character do you most want to see onscreen?

#critical role #ask meme

[trollsedits]

BroZone headcannons please cause I saw your Poppy/Viva one and it was so cool!

Aww, Thank you so much I’m super busy today but This just made my day haha 💕✨ (so I’m writing this on my busy schedule today)

Brozone Headcanons:

Jonh Dory:

-Dude has a Perfectionist problem

-his personality reminds you of Eric Andre

-During his younger boy band days he would mess around with his little brother but he mostly like to mess around with Rosiepuff

-Grandma Rosiepuff mostly yells at John for causing chaos

-dude is obsessed with Rhonda

-His literal senior quote is “Perfect,perfect perfect 100%”

-He likes to mess around with king peppy back in his boy band days

-Has OCD

-He has baby pictures of all of his brothers he once try to make those kpop photo cards of embarrassing pictures of his brothers and sell them to fans his brother were not happy about it

-Will embarrassed the Sh*t out of his brothers no matter how old they are

-branch and Floyd is literally embarrassed to be around John

-Clay just hide whenever John comes to the Putt-Putt trolls village to pay him a visit he would make viva tell John that he was dead

-Bruce once slap the Living Sh*t out of Jonh Dory cuz he keeps calling Bruce —-> Spruce so John thinks twice before calling his name

-since bruce slap John He is deadass scared of saying Bruce name afraid that he’ll mess up again so he just call Bruce Vacay dude with a tall wife and 13 children

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Bruce:

-Had super dad power

-knows when his kids or wife needs something

-he always mentioned “My wife” when ever he hangout with this bros

-he will slap the Living out of you if you dare disrespect his wife and children meaning talking bad about them

-since he’s a dad now he will dad his brother meaning he will cook, feed them put them to bed etc.

-he can surf

-he once taught Floyd how to surf but it failed don’t ask why Floyd rather not talk about it

-he and Floyd has the best brothers relationship beside clay

-He still baby branch around

-when ever John Dory was being a bit to much Bruce would just put a pacifier to shut him up or just put John to bed the other brother thank him for that John can go on for hours on being perfect

Bruce: come on you big baby I think is time for your nappy maybe you’ll stop being cranky

-he definitely listen to Broadway music like Hamilton and others he also listen to smooth jazz

-he is a charmer not even his wife could be angry at him

-back in his band days he would brings a bunch of random girls back to their pod and make out w them he would threatened both clay and Floyd if they ever tell grandma Rosiepuff he would [Beep] their heads off so clay and Floyd just shut up

-He Secretly wants to adopt tiny diamond because he never had a troll size kid of his own before

-He would attempt to kidnap tiny diamond before but got caught by branch

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Clay:

-Definitely a John Dory biggest #1 Hater

-Clay would attempt to murder John but Bruce stopped him

-license CPA put some respect on his name fools

-definitely listen to Kid Cudi he would play it Day N night

-He regret leaving baby branch and Floyd but mostly branch

-He still loves to baby branch around no matter what even in front of Queen poppy

-is in a sad book club

-Clay would often get in trouble w grandma Rosiepuff

-April fools is his favorite holiday his brother and even grandma would get out of the house or won’t go near the house on April fools day

-He once try to sell Floyd and branch for some money but got in trouble

-He try to sell branch again but got in trouble again

-Clay once drew on John Dory and Bruce face during their band days while they were asleep with permanent markers so they couldn’t wash them off so they had to perform like that

-Clay left Floyd behind at a supermarket that one time Floyd was crying so much when a troll brought him back to grandma Rosiepuff

-Clay loves his older brother John Dory despite being his biggest hater he still care about John but he hates it when John push him and his brother past their limits

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Floyd:

-Definitely listen to troye sivan & Lana del Rey

-he even dressed like troye sivan

-he stalk troye sivan so badly that troye sivan wants to put a restraining order on Floyd poor dude T-T

-He wants to marry troye sivan so badly cuz he’s troye Sivan biggest fan

-he loves his brother so much

-he once gave troye sivan flowers but then troye sivan threw them in the trash ;-;

-he still stalks troye sivan doe idk y his brothers would stop him and constantly apologize to troye of Floyd behavior he isn’t like this so maybe being locked up in a diamond prison made him go nuts

-Floyd can’t feel his legs after being free from the diamond prison

-Floyd when branch was born he hated branch a lot but he sooner warm up to branch

-Floyd once got his brother to do the Troye sivan “Got me started dance” and it blew up even troye Sivan was impressed that his number one fan/ stalker killed it at his dance

-Floyd always helps his grandma around the house even taking care of baby branch

-he really regrets leaving branch and his grandma behind because she loved them dearly

-he and barb would become best friends

-Floyd always act like a big brother to John,clay and Bruce whenever they are fighting he is so mature for his age

-Floyd is the family therapist

-Floyd along with branch has the best vocalist

-Floyd has gone through phrases (don’t ask him he’ll die from embarrassment but John definitely has pictures of it so don’t ask John unless you want to die )

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Branch:

-After saving Floyd from the twins he been following Floyd every movement

-Has major abandonment issues

-he will cling onto his brother legs if they leave

-he will not let Floyd or any of his brothers leave he most likely will keep them hostage cause his abandonment issues are real

-he sounds like Justin Timberlake

-He still hold grudges against his brother for leaving him but mostly at John

-he treats his big brother like he owns this place

-He definitely listen to all kind of genres of music

-he’s a Bts army and a blackpink blink (I feel like he is honestly don’t argue with me plz)

-He also listen to NSYNC his favorite member is Justin

-he hates being called bitty B but he somehow let poppy call him that

-he’s a cat person for sure he’ll even act like once towards his brothers

-he will hiss at them if they dare leave

-Bruce couldn’t leave so he would have to explain to his wife for hours why he can’t leave ;-;

-poppy once came to his bunkers and saw his brother tied up in a chair she started to get worried about branch behavior she knows viva has abandonment issues but is not as bad at branch

-She demand to let his brother go but branch wouldn’t let go of his big brother

-even John Dory was crying scared for his life

-when branch was a baby he would get away with anything even murder

-everyone try’s to kidnap branch when he was a baby back in his bands days but John Dory is protective of branch

-He caught Bruce trying to kidnap tiny diamond that once time he would tell guy diamond but then again he threatened Bruce if he saw Bruce try to attempt to kidnap tiny diamond again he would tell

-he is Creek number #1 hater

-he still doesn’t trust Bergens

-he once saw Floyd chasing troye sivan in the streets so branch would restrain Floyd from going after troye

“That troll is Delulu!” Troye said

“He’s my older brother” branch said

“Well your older brother is crazy!” Troye response backing away and running off

“You’re welcome that I restrain him for ya!” Branch shouted while rolling his eyes

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[13thdoctorposts]

has anyone else noticed how reactions and consensus on 13 has been RETROACTIVELY negative? I know there's been an intensely misogynistic hate campaign since Jodie was announced but I also noticed that when you look at old posts from when s11 especially was freshly aired, there was a lot more good faith engagement with the show and genuine excitement in fandom. It seems like covid gave the bad faith actors the opportunity to take over fandom and force their narratives on everyone.

Yeah a really great example of this is if you look back to tweets from the night Rosa aired the praise was very very high, now if you bring it up in the fandom you would think it was terrible and racist.

On YouTube I was told the writers, both of them Chibs and Malorie Blackman were incompetent because they doesn’t show how bad the racism really was, yet the episode starts with one of our companions being physically assaulted and told to be careful so not to end up like Emmett Till, some one who had just been murdered acting as if the show was sugar coating what life was like back then. Oh and of course with the Chibs slander that he’s racist because he may have hired a woman of colour to write the script, but she is English not American and he should have made sure it was an American or not done the episode at all

Malorie Blackman is an award winning author claiming she’s an incompetent writer is pretty incredible accusation.

Here’s some of the tweets from articles praising the episode.

I think 2 things hurt 13 era who and they weren’t Chibs and Jodie. It was the unhinged toxicity the fandom constantly spewed and then even after things got praised as you said people would go back and nitpick to a level they never ever do with any other era and 2nd not having a big enough marketing budget and brand manger series 12 and 13 suffered most from this because the BBC did put the marketing money into series 11 even if they didn’t have a brand manager, and Chibs mentions this in the Radio Free Skaro podcast from last year that the BBC put a huge marking budget into series 11 but series 12 and 13 basically the budget was… you can only advertise on the BBC because there’s no money for anything else.

Rosa is just one example but there was a lot of praise for the work at the time of release and it’s quite possible general public viewers may have just stoped engaging on social after series 11 because they would then be piled on, and people in the online fandom knew they couldn’t go to social saying they loved an episode so they started picking it apart before putting their thoughts out there so they could be on trend with the haters who were gonna pile on if they didn’t fall in line.

Seriously if there’s ever a down fall to doctor who the ‘fans’ will be it because they would rather hate on the thing they supposedly love than love it. And ever era has its super questionable moments but if you bring them up for any other era you just being petty, or it isn’t that big of a deal, or ‘it’s of the time’ it’s just excuse after excuse.

I’ve seen people upset about the fact that RTD dead named Rose in the star beast, something very legitimate because now all the right wing idiots of the fandom use that name and the people who were upset get piled on if they say anything because they should be happy that RTD is trying to give them representation… but these same people when Chibs tried to give rep though a female doctor, or an episode like Rosa or Ryans disability, say Chibs is a right wing capitalist, sexist, racist, ablest, you don’t hear them saying hey he was really trying by getting people of colour to write their stories, by getting directors with the same heritage to direct episodes, he work with a dyspraxia organisation to help write Ryan, brought in the first 2 female Doctors and the 1st Doctor of colour who was also a woman, the 1st master of colour, the first Doctor who admitted to having feeling for a companion of the same sex and the episode where the doctor admits those feeling is co written with a queer woman, oh no Chibs gets no grace for tryi neg he did everything wrong but RTD everyone should be thankful for.

I don’t understand the level of hate. Not liking something is one thing but a part of this fandom has made 13 era who seem like the anti christ of Doctor Who, when really it tried a lot harder to involve more people in it then ever before.

[marunalu]

Careful long rant incomming! If you are a bakugou fan its better to not read any further, so you are warned!

So regarding the new chapter. Well, like I already said, when I actually didnt believe hori could turn bakugous fake death and resurrecction even more terrible then it already was to begin with, he surprised me again. Its just SO bad!!! I have no idea what he thought when he wrote that bullshit and I really dont get how some people can defend it. I have seen many MANY terrible written fake deaths in fiction, but bakugous takes the crone! It didnt contributed ANYTHING to the story! It was just there to shock the readers and that backfired so hard that even hardcore bakugou fans were like "yeah right.... as if hori has the balls to kill his biggest money maker off". It was written in such a cheap way that NO ONE believed even for a second that bakugou would really stay dead and it pissed people on both sides (bakugou lovers and haters) off! And then, just to proof that it was indeed just for the shock value, right in the next chapter best jeanist and edgeshot come to the rescue. And in fact the most unlogical rescue I have EVER seen in shonen! They do a heart surgery on bakugou IN THE MIDDLE OF A BATTLEFIELD, with edgeshot desinfecting himself with SOAP BUBBLES before entering bakugous body and him and best jeanist stitching up bakugous RAPTURED heart and the hole in his chest, without giving him any oxygen or a blood transfusion for 30 MINUTES and he still didnt fucking die!!! Two guys with ZERO medical knowledge managed all of this, but now comes the best!!! They couldnt make his freshly operated heart beat again (lets also completly ignore the bloodlose and lacking oxygen!!!) so WHAT does it instead? A FUCKING SWEATDROP?????? THAT EXPLODED IN HIS BODY AND MADE HIS HEART BEAT AGAIN??????

WHAT THE FUCK HORI????? 🤣🤣🤣🤣 How can anyone defend that shit?!?! Listen you dont need to be a medical genius to know that a small exlosion near a heart will absolutely not make it beat again!!! Honestly I think, just like @tengoku-izumi mentioned in the comment section of one of my posts that hori is aware how terrible he fucked up bakugous "death" and resurrecction to the point even bakugou fans had to facepalm themself and now is desperately trying to explain his crap writing. There was ZERO reason for this! Bakugous "death" didnt do ANYTHING for the story! If he wanted bakugou out of the way for a while to focus on other characters he didnt had to "kill" him just to resurrecct him in the VERY NEXT chapter! And now he didnt even had the balls to kill off edgeshot despite that it was said, he wouldnt be able to return! 🤣🤣🤣

Absolutely no one of the hero side fucking dies in this final WAR, how I am supposed to care or be worried about the chatacters if I know for a fact that hori doesnt have the balls to kill them off. Its supposed to be a war! People DIE in war and not only the bad guys! At this point he could rip someones head off and I wouldnt be worried at all that the character doesnt survive!

Now lets go to the bakugou vs afo fight. First off, the mere thought that bakugou should be able to FIGHT after he just woke up from a heart surgery, lost A LOT of blood, didnt got any oxygen for HALF AN HOUR, but still for some fucking reason can fight against the main villain now, is the most utterly ridiculous plot armour shit I have ever seen! He shouldnt even be able to MOVE!! And now BAKUGOU gets to fight the main villain AGAIN, not the actual mc of the story, NO the most horrible written side character in shonen history?!?! Are you fucking kidding me??? 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

It almost feels like as if hori all of a sudden realized that bakugou is the only more prominent character in the story who doesnt have his own villain and was like: "uhmmm well uhhhhhh.... lets just give him the main villain then." At this point its not my hero academia anymore but "bakugous hero academia". Not only is he the one who safes all might (I would be fine with that even if he shouldnt be able to move in his condition), he also gets to fight the main villain, while the mcs fight against shigaraki till to this point happend almost completly OFFSCREEN!!!

There is just one good thing about the fact that bakugou fights afo. It proofes even more that there is a connection between afo and izuku. Hori really REALLY doesnt want izuku and afo to interact (yet) with each other! He is hiding something. There is no reason to not let afo and izuku see and interact with each other. Afo is the main villain and NOT ONCE did he and izuku directly talk or see each other face to face. And I think its maybe because izuku would recognize afo. There is no reason otherwise. Hori could still make bakugou fight against afo, AFTER afo managed to reach izuku and tomura but he stupornly makes sure afo and izuku dont interact and thats suspicious as hell! Also Im still confident that afo has an ace up his sleeve (like the overhaul quirk for example). Also this is the perfect oppunity for afo to mention little tsubasa (on of bakugous childhood friends/minions) and to explain what happend to him. Espicially if afo actually wanted to turn bakugou into a nomou, but he had to be fine with tsubasa, because bakugou was always to close to izuku to vanish unnoticed.

All in all it was an horrible written chapter. The worst hori has written so far. Bakugous plot armour really destroys this manga for me. I think I really need a break.

#bnha #bnha spoiler #bnha dad for one #anti bakugou #anti katsuki bakugou

[farawaysoph-ie]

The Sunshine Court Incoherent Whatever (pt.1)

Okay. Okay.

I just finished The Sunshine Court and 1) Jean Moreau what have you done to me? 2) Jean Moreau what have(n't) they done to you?

I started this, then went and re-read tkm (bc the obsession was always latent and never gone), so I could compare both Neil and Jean pov and well, suffice to say I'm not okay and I feel too much.

Thank you Nora Sakavic, it was painful and amazing.

I have a long train ride so I might as well bring back my incoherent whatever after *checks the notes* 4 years :')

As always this will be so full of spoilers.

(Unrelated spoiler: the train ride wasn't enough)

Let's start with the general:

After loving Neil maybe too much the shift to Jean took awhile to adjust to but now I'm ready to fight at least three mafia families, every single hater (fictional or otherwise) and the FBI for him

Jeremy Knox was everything, but like everyone on here, what are you hiding Jeremy?? What's going on??

Cat and Laila, my beloved ™️ the care these two effortlessly gave made me cry

This whole book was a serious trigger for me, but I'm in too deep with this series, imagine me like that Simpsons meme, I did it for my new french son

Characters, thoughts:

I said before the Ravens were a cult, but I hadn't really understood that statement. Every time Jean spoke of them it hit deeper and deeper how messed up and unfair it all was.

Boy am I happy that Riko is dead, like I didn't really wish anyone the fate of being shot by an unfeeling older brother, until Jean's pov hit me like a high speed train.

Andrew spoke exactly one word in this, still was iconic and a scene stealer, how in character for him

I forgot how much I always want to slap Kevin Day when he's trying his best to be annoying, it's because I love him, I swear! (But seriously his relationship with Jean is so complex and well executed I will think about it for a very long while)

I didn't give much thought to Renee and Jean relationship in tkm, but it broke my heart here, it's when I started to actually tear up, I love them so much rainbows, a cool evening breeze. I can't.

"Tell me something"

"Where are you now?"

The whole dynamic of the Cat&Laila& sometimesJeremy's apartment

Cat teaching Jean how to cook + motorbike ride (open roads)

Laila taking him to shopping

Jeremy wanting to make Jean Moreau the Person his success story

Neil dragging Jean towards survival without giving him a choice, again and again: he sent Renee as gentle bait, closed a deal in his name with a mafia boss, promised him he would win against Riko in his name too, promised him again Riko was dead, ordered a hit on his rapist, offered to delay the talk with the FBI, linked his sister to his name, to survival and to what he deserved. I NEED more interactions between them, I am not above begging.

I have to get a better idea on the other Trojans, but for now the policule was cute, I need more Cody and less Lucas. Like I can understand where he was coming from? But he needs to shut up now, you made your mess man, now go play Exy like you were supposed to.

I miss the Foxes :'(

Wymack! I almost forgot everyone's favourite dad-coach: he showed up, brought alcohol, got more tired, delivered care to yet another traumatized child, spent a whole day on airplanes to bring him to Los Angeles, left him money for clothes&co. bc he's not doing this again, answered his call when he was having The Breakdown. Best dad-coach ever in the history of dad-coaches.

Plot things:

Jean at the beginning was so scared and in so much pain it took a while to get a clear picture of him as a person

Still loved all his salty comments and insults, he couldn't help himself

Renee sitting with him and caring with Abby and Wymack :')

Jean being afraid of going back and of not going back to Evermore, hating the ones that got to leave

The self harm and all the people in this that fought him to keep his hands from his neck, his scars, himself

"I am Jean Moreau. My place is at Evermore. I will endure."

Jean not believing in Wymack care, waiting for the act to end and the other shoe to drop

The disbelief at Kevin being away from the court and him admitting he went at knifepoint (and meaning it literally), sometimes this was a comedy

Wymack, Jean, and the burning of houses

Jean's opinion of the Foxes going from those mediocre fools to those mediocre madmen to the madmen that actually beat Riko Moriyama

Wymack putting Jean's phone in the freezer and hating computers

“That man is years overdue for a high-speed, head-on collision.” couldn't have said it better, but Neil was already on it at that point

"Jean knew better than to look for anger in his stare; the best Kevin could manage was bottomless guilt."

“It was my only chance,” Kevin said. “I knew you wouldn’t come with me.” “My place is at Evermore,” Jean agreed, “but you did not have to slit my throat on the way out.”

“Your blind loyalty to those clowns is exhausting.” “Some of them you like,” Kevin reminded him. “Don’t you dare,”

Nathaniel "Hello Jean" Wesninski vs Jean "Go away" Moreau

This whole conversation went very differently compared to tkm: like there Neil came, dropped a metaphorical bomb, glossed over the explanation and went away trying to convince Andrew they are something

Jean was ambushed by two of his most complicated acquaintances (???) and their "pet goalkeeper" (god I need Andrew's reaction to this "nickname", but I guess no one will ever say this to his face, Neil would be too busy fighting you at the suggestion to ever repeat it), had his worldwiew turned upside down with no chance of having a say in the matter, then was left alone with Kevin Day and the aftermath.

So yes two different conversation; also I kinda forgot of the deal about Neil and his smile

“Everyone who has tried to tame him has failed.”

All for the game: a summary

There was no getting away; there was only getting through.

Jean Moreau who (hasn't) hurt you, part some of too many

What really makes it messed up is that on one hand there was Riko and his mad cruelty and on the other there was an entire team of bystanders At Best: some people were an active part and then pretended, no sympathy for them; others decided to ignore the truth to survive and get what they wanted, which I can understand but I guess they still didn't have the decency to shut up when Jean got away. The anger that crawled through my skin when the smear campaign and the notebook/postcards/magnets thing happened. You should have stayed silent until the end you fucks.

“Do it, then. It wouldn’t take much; we all know I have brittle bones.”

Jeremy pov kinda gave you whiplash, with him waking up super early, helping homeless men, but then you start noticing all the things he avoids almost effortlessly and like, what are you hiding sunshine man??

What actually broke me about his povs was him noticing all these details about Jean, and then misinterpreting them, bc whatever he's been through Jean has had it 100 times worse and this doesn't even factor in Jeremy world. I'm pretty sure he'll get the whole truth in the end and I'm scared of what it'll do to him.

Also Jean being like Ravens always had to keep secrets and then spilling most of them almost unprompted, let's laugh in order not to cry

“He hasn’t played a clean game in years,” Kevin admitted, “but he knows how to follow orders. If you tell him to submit, he will.” “Literally the most awkward way you could’ve worded it,” Jeremy said.

This will keep coming back, Kevin please. (He 100% ships it, one of us)

The Foxes catching the too tired Trojans and Jeremy being like, you are all approved (I need the two teams to interact now)

Also the Trojans being like how are they still standing, Neil how are you still running??

Someone pointed out they wanted Neil to interact with Jeans closest teammates bc if he is a madman by Jean standards, what would normal people make of him? To which yes, but also guys consider this: Neil said to Cat and Laila that they were terrifying after the semifinal, he took a step back when Jeremy opened the door and silently invited him in. I need Neil and the floozies to interact so Neil can experience real fear.

Mafia bosses have nothing on wholesome people, the true weakness of one Neil Josten

Jean immediately hanging up on Jeremy will never not be funny

When you get to the title of the book and it's Jean insulting people <3

I will Never, NEVER, get over the "nineteen". Never.

I love Abby but when she told that bit about fighting back, It Hurt. She probably didn't really mean it and didn't know everything bc how are you supposed to keep fighting when you are fifteen, alone and forsaken in a place that is built to break you? As it has been pointed out, Neil had rebellion beaten into him by a mother that chose him and ran; Jean had a sister that he hoped to protect and parents that sold him away like property. Five months were actually a long time.

Dobson keeps being iconic, I don't know what to think about the I don't know how exy works bit: I mean I've been obsessing with this and still don't know how exy works (plz don't hate me), but at the same time it was such a power move and got Jean to talk

“Of course it’d be you, you tedious malcontent.” “Good morning to you, too.” Nathaniel held up an oversized bandage.

You see why I need more of their interactions, right?

Nathaniel was different; he always would be. He wasn’t a Raven, but he was, same as Jean. He was Jean’s misplaced forever partner, an unfulfilled promise Jean had stopped believing in years ago.

You can now be forever partners while you tear down your families :)

I think that I'm stuck on the two of them bc while Kevin broke a promise to save himself (to which no hate, when dealing with madmen like Riko you have to save yourself) and still couldn't, not completely, Neil was a promise made and broken by other people. Jean hates him bc they were supposed to share a destiny and all the misery, but I think very deep down he knows that if Nathaniel had come to the Nest they would still be nursing wounds and appeasing a tyrant. Neil is the one that stood against Riko when Kevin wanted to hide, the one that gave him courage by example, the one that dragged Jean away from the Ravens, both for selfish reasons (taking down Riko) and better ones (paying him back for saving his life a the Nest).

But still

“You are only here now because you are an abominable cockroach,”

Funny how Neil forgot to tell us about the breakdown about Kevin's tattoo, he was probably thinking about the match. Junkie.

The cheese drawer guys, ???

To this day I still can't decide what was more iconic: Kevin Day switching playing hand halfway through the game and pretty much scoring everything until the last second, Neil being so fast that it made up for him being a shitty defender, Andrew crossing the court to keep Neil from being murdered (I'm biased, but still iconic moments all of them)

Experiencing this match from Jean's pov was amazing writing, like the countdown of the last ten seconds, the Riko-Neil bit without volume but from a different angle (I didn't really realize everyone was able to see the King attempting murder live on TV, but hey perspective)

Run, Jean thought. He didn't know if he was thinking it at Andrew or Nathaniel. Run.

"That wasn't a miracle," Jean typed out. "That was the Foxes."

:')

When Jean found about Riko though :'(

The shudder that wracked his chest should have been revulsion, but it fell dangerously short. This didn't feel like joy or relief; it only felt like loss. [...] Who was he without them?"

I loved that he woke up to Renee and Neil though, the rainbow and the witness

Renee always hitting the point, this wonderful girl

"Maybe you're mourning the wreckage he made of your life. You're allowed to grieve what he took from you."

"It's impressive, isn't it? How easily these monsters die in the end."

Neil Abram Josten said I'm done letting monsters ruin my life and my people, he actually promised.

When he called him Neil guys, tears

Also I found peculiar that when thinking about the room he destroyed Jean calls it "Neil's dorm room", not Kevin's who he's known for actually longer. It's what makes me think that they have a chance at not being misplaced forever anymore.

Renee either hits you with hidden wisdom of the universe or with practical and brutal advice, and we love her for that

The two of them, the Two Of THEEEEEEEEM

Jean noticed how Andrew and Neil moved like they were caught in each other's gravity, in each other's space more than they were out of it, cigarette smoke and matching armbands and lingering looks when one fell out of orbit for too long.

Just leaving this here.

The airport bit :'(

"Men like Wymack didn't exist. They couldn't; they shouldn't."

Enter Jeremy Knox and his yo-yo in the middle of said airport. Flawless.

This man was put on Earth to test Jean, at least that's what he will keep thinking from here on

The rest of this book is Jean having conversations with people and not understanding them, bc he's been living for five (seven) years in a cult. It is an escalation pretty painful to watch, I think the Trojans are all of us :'(

Question: will Jean end up teaching Jeremy French? Will Jeremy learn by himself? I think I'd probably prefer the latter

Cat, the mess, the music, the tour, I love her so much

Jeremy "he's a little off" Knox, he was trying

Barkbark von Barkenstein

Jean Moreau and the real world (bubble tea? you have to shop for stuff? you sign things yourself? you leave campus? someone help this disoriented french bean)

"Something had gone horribly wrong at Evermore"

oh Jeremy

Watching Jeremy regret almost all his questions :'(

“Three fractured ribs. Sprained LCL. Twisted ankle. Broken nose. That’s most of it.” That’s most of it.

Laila, who pushed and got angry for Jean and didn't back down despite him lashing out, my beloved

You look like a Ken doll." + "This isn't blond."

"Not Grayson.[...] Please." that one made me sick, the writing made me feel even only a part of what Jean was feeling and it was enough to feel sick

The water :'(

Jean just leaving when confronted with Laila and Jeremy in swimsuits was very bi of him

Lucas coming in looking like a well know nightmare and the Ravens dropping like flies

I didn't ask.

It's not like I didn't know, right? But I still died inside

Zane and the betrayal

Jeremy didn’t let him get away with it. “That’s not the issue and you know it. I don’t want to crowd you.” “You are not them,” Jean said. “Kevin would not have sent me here if you were.”

Jean taking one look at the doctor sent by the coaches and going nope, Dobson will be definitely better

Jeremy seeing the nightmares and the scars and not being able to do much:(

A hand on his chin startled him into looking up. When he met Jean’s eyes, Jean only said, “Focus on what’s important.” “I am,” Jeremy said. Jean opened his mouth, closed it again, and let go of Jeremy without a word. Jeremy snagged his arm when he started to turn away. “Who did this to you?”

I'm sorry did he just

“It’s not about size, anyway.” “Defensive,” Jean said, tugging his glove straps with his teeth. Jeremy straightened in indignation. “I don’t have anything to be defensive about.” Jean lost his grip and bit his lip, and Jeremy hurried on before either of them could think too much about that double entendre.

“Say ‘yes, Jeremy’.” He had the distinct impression Jean wanted to roll his eyes. “Yes, Jeremy.” Jeremy forgot everything else he could have said in favor of staring. It was the first time he’d heard Jean say his name.

Are you seeing this? Yes? Good, let's go on

“If I ever make you uncomfortable or make you feel unsafe, will you promise to tell me? If you don’t trust me enough to tell me what’s wrong and why, at least trust me enough to tell me that something is wrong. I can’t fix things if I don’t know there’s a problem. As your captain and your partner, don’t I at least deserve the chance to not be a villain in your story?”

The pool bit :'( and after when they tell there are no pools at Evermore. Riko is so lucky to already be dead :)

You’re forcing us to hurt you without giving us any say in the matter.”

Watching Jean trying to navigate his interactions with the Trojans was painful, frustrating but also hopeful. This boy has been hurt so much and so often, he doesn't get what normal looks like anymore. But the Trojans don't let him get away with it (even if it breaks their heart and the coaches will probably get a lot of grey hair from this)

"Your safety and happiness will always be more important than our season.” “You are naïve.” “Maybe you’ll define success by how we do this season, but I’m not obligated to do the same. You are going to be my success story: Jean Moreau the person, not Jean Moreau of the perfect Court. You take care of one, and I’ll take care of the other.” “That is not how it works.” “Is there a rule against it?” “There is no merit to it. This is all I am.” Jeremy ignored that and asked again, “Is there a rule against it?”

Jeremy gay panicking and the photo of Renee

The floozy line!

Every time Jeremy goes "our coaches" or "our teammates" all I can think in my head is "someone will die" "of fun!!!!"

Jean wondering if the Trojans have something against recruiting tall players xD

“Thank you for worrying about them. You’re a good man, Jean Moreau.” “A ridiculous sentiment,” he said. “I mean it,”

This man didn't even second guess himself, he had to ask because he knew and it didn't even occur to him to be silent. Excuse me sir? Shut up you are a good man

“I assumed the Trojans were idiots,” Jean said. “Now I think you are all insane.” “It’s a step up,” Cody said. “I’ll take it.”

The practices, the scars pt2

“It is all I am, Coach.”

“We did not want outsiders at Evermore.” “Except Neil,” Cat said. “Neil was a special case,” Jean allowed.

#accurate

You’re hurting me.” “It has been toward for five years,” Jean said, looking past Jeremy at the scrimmage that was still going on without them. “It is not that easy to undo.” Jeremy frowned at him and echoed, “Five? You were only with the Ravens for three.” “I moved into Evermore two years before I enrolled,” Jean said, and hauled Jeremy to one side. The stray ball that had been coming for them ricocheted off his chest instead of Jeremy’s back, and Jean scooped it up on the rebound with a quick snap of his wrist. He hurled it across the court toward Cody one-handed before finally letting go of Jeremy. “I will try harder.”

The notebooks breakdown hurt so bad bc Cat and Laila being angry for him (they are all of us), Jeremy trying to mediate bc he's been there, he pushed and Jean broke and he doesn't want to hurt him, and Jean who confesses his secrets without meaning to, just to realize and panic. What a recipe for a disaster.

“How dare they blame you for anything after what they did to you. How dare you grieve them.” It hit like a sucker punch, but Jean’s frustrated rejoinder was worse: “They don’t know.”

They don't know, but they could guess. They could smell the blood. They joked about his brittle bones. He was sixteen. I'm not sorry for the mercy I don't have after finishing this book

Jeremy could only watch in wretched silence as Jean tried to walk himself back from the edge. He cast his phone aside in favor of catching Jean’s face in his hands, and the way Jean flinched at his touch was almost his undoing. “Hey,” he said quietly. “Hey. Jean. Look at me.” Jean refused, and Jeremy grasped desperately for anything that could bring Jean back to him. He seized on the only thing he could and threw Jean’s words back at him: “You are Jean Moreau. Your place is here with me, with us. I’m your captain. You’re my partner. We’re supposed to be doing this together, aren’t we? Stop leaving me behind. Look at me.” It wouldn’t work, but it did. Jean opened his eyes to meet Jeremy’s stare. “I told you not to ask me about him.”

I had seen the quote before reading but no one told me what followed ç.ç

He felt a tremor in Jean’s hands, and for a blinding moment he was sure Jean would lean into the safety of this silent confession. But Jean only sucked in a slow breath and said, “Now I am not safe with you, captain.” Letting go of Jean was the hardest thing Jeremy had ever done. Everything in him railed against this, and for a moment he regretted giving Jean a way out.

I was not crying, I swear.

“I’m sorry,” Jeremy said, because he didn’t have the strength for small talk or a softer approach right now. “Did Riko break your hand?”

That was one heavy conversation and it's just the start (Jeremy is Not Fine™️)

He is not used to having a voice, and he has never had power. I cannot promise he will ever talk to you.” “I will wait as long as it takes,” Jeremy said.

Still best boy

And maybe in many ways he still was, but a martyr could still be a monster when the cameras weren’t rolling.

Boy do I have news for you (do you think Jeremy will know that Riko didn't kill himself? Does it matter? I think not knowing this particular detail would be fine, I still don't really know how much this sunshine boy can take (more than I expected but still))

Did I mention that I really love the apartment trio? Cat and Laila agreeing to silence but still being angry (drag them girls, draaaaag them), the dinner and movie and Jean not getting up to leave

Did I mention Lucas is free to shut up and play? :) Because I get that you are angry, but 1) it's not your decision to make, we don't need your conspiracy theories 2) it's not Jean problem, he has enough of them leave him alone

“Ask him why he’s so sure the rumors are true. Ask him what his part in it was. If you’re going to believe him just because he’s blood, then at least make him tell you the truth.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” Lucas demanded.

And Jean still deciding not to lie, he may be an asshole but almost everyone he has known didn't deserve him

Also I don't know where Lucas got the audacity? You think there is something the justifies breaking a player's ribs?? What is wrong with you, you are part of the sunshine court

The dread when asking if Grayson was home

The bike ride :')

Now that they were settled, he expected an interrogation or a reason for this unscheduled trip out. When she failed to explain herself, Jean finally asked, “Why are we here?” “I love it here,” [...] “I don’t know. I just felt like some fresh air would do you good. There’s nothing like a ride to get you out of your head and into the moment, you know?” Jean considered that for a minute. “Thank you.”

Jean waited until he was out of earshot. “I don’t understand.” “Trust us,” Jeremy said tiredly. “Neither do we.”

Jean vs the Trojans, a summary

The monster shows up and it was a mess and Jean has never had a break, literally never

Which was extremely literal bc Lucas wanted to talk and then Neil shows up

I need a separate post for the last pages bc I started this 24 h ago and I want to do it justice. So part 2 coming.

Edit: I misspelled Jean's surname *facepalms and goes to hide*

#tsc #the sunshine court #i didn't know how much i would end up caring about this french boy #new son acquired #tsc spoilers #the sunshine court spoilers #spoilers #aftg #incoherent whatever

[jaxxsoxxn]

Do you think boomer would ever be comfortable talking about his son’s death? I mean losing the kid is way harder.

Or he hasn’t never told anyone he ever had a son and when he just mentioned it out of the blue everyone’s like surprise and I can just imagine Harley saying oh my God you have a kid can we see him and Boomer just said it’s so normally you can’t, he’s dead he got murdered anyway, I’m hungry 

I feel like Boomer doesn't deal well with death of people close to him. He probably just doesn't actually think of it as a thing that happened, but more like as a fact - my son was also ginger, he was young, he died.

He gets into his feelings only when he has to recall the way he died and it's like it happens all over again. I'd say it's something like shock for him, just staying way longer than for normal people.

Digger can be childish, but he's also kinda... Apathetic to most things that happen around him. Most people would probably tie the "he's dead" under it, but I feel like Harley, ex psychologist, would try to get some more information and with every push, it'd just make Boomer more jumpy, more scared.

If the kid would die in front of him, I imagine he'd remember every single detail. Especially since I hc it that the kid died at his 8th bday. (you know, just for fun)

So, for me, it would be way more like the second version.

~~~

The squad was mostly tired right now. The after-mission high was slowly dying out, when they sat down in the random Gotham fast-food and Flag went to get their orders in. The subject was technically started by Harley, one of her painted nails pointed at a kids meal with a toy.

"Ya think we should get it for my gal and Toyboy?" she said, a genuinely happy smile on her face. "And the toys aren't bat-themed!"

Shark grabber the menu and pulled it almost comically close to his face, while Floyd rolled his eyes.

"Zoey has been into green lantern theme lately, though she says Wonder Woman is still her favourite..." he mumbled, trying to keep his typical for Gotham look.

"My kid loved the toys back in Australia, doubt he'd like them here though."

Boomer said, shocking most of them. Deadshot looks at him with worry mixed with anger, while Shark tries to decide if it's another weird joke. Only Harley smiles wider, though there's slight surprise in her eyes, too.

"Ya have a kid? Oh me, are they ginger like ya? How old are they? Why haven't we met em?! Do ya have pictures?" her voice is delighted at the idea, even though a smaller Digger doesn't sound so great.

"Uh, ye, a son, yeah, eight and he's dead, been dead for a while, so I don't have pictures." he counts the answers out on his fingers, missing how everyone freezes. Before anyone tries to say more, he softly whispers under his breath, like it's a memory hitting him suddenly: "I didn't have money for his burial..."

And Harley catches the shake of his hand, the tremble of his voice and the way his eyes look down in shame and something so close to self-hatered that it makes her stomach flip.

By the time food comes, Boomer's acting like he never said anything, eating with vigor of someone who didn't have a meal for weeks. The rest of them just send each other worried stares in silence, poking at the food and trying to regain their appetite.

#idk #probably bad english #bsing trough life #ssktjl #Somehow not Boomerflash! #captain boomerang #digger harkness #george harkness #George “Digger” Harkness #tw child death #Tw child death mention #Rip Owen you would love Batdonald #suicide squad kill the justice league #suicide squad #I love em my favourite forced found family #It's not that he's not feeling bad about it it's that he never let himself grieve #He's stuck in space between the loss and the grief and it doesn't matter because his kid is dead anyway

[sparrow-the-tired-lesbian]

MY THOUGHTS on Episode Three

Ooooh Victorian era Lokius?

OB MY BABY

B15 MY WIFE

CASEY SWEETHEART

…I really have to pee, but I can’t pause this

Fuck it I’m going to pee

Oooh old timey marvel theme

I really want those Loki trading cards I saw at Target today…

RAVONNA MY BELOVED

I hate her but I love her

MINUTES?!

what is Miss Minutes up to?

Minutes is kinda funny

Timely was a… candlemaker?

OUROBOROS WROTE THAT GUIDEBOOK

why the ominous music? Mid season interesting stuff?

OB!!!

Baby it’s alright you’re doing great you’re so smart I’m so proud of you

I’m so happy that he’s important

Haha memories

Horsey!

Wait

Loki and a horse

Oh no

OMG THEYRE SO CUTE TOGETHER IN THEIR VICTORIAN GETUP

Mobius is so excited about the World’s Fair it’s adorable

Why is the ghost clock haunting the midway what the hell is happening

I would’ve been happier if Loki had enjoyed the Cracker Jack

AWWW HE NOTICED THE POPCORN ON MOBIUS’S CHIN THATS SO CUTE

Uh oh Norse stuff

HA HE AINT EVEN UP THERE

HES SO CUTE WITH HIS BOYFRIEND

Loki do you miss your family

Is it just me or did Ravonna look that lady up and down

You just wanna drink with Loki, Mobius. 

Loki looks so anxious

HE GRABBED HIM IM DEAD

is that the loom?

Why is Timely so awkward

Loki looks so scared…

Uh oh

Does this mean that Ouroboros created the loom and Timely stole it?

Timely is so much like me tbh

He’s neurodivergent I can tell

Oh god he’s actually awesome 

I wanna put him in my pocket 

LOKIUS TOUCHES

why did they touch Ravonna 

This is a scam

He’s got a stutter… that’s lovely :)

He’s gonna bolt with the money isn’t he

You don’t wanna do that big man

Uh oh he just poofed him away

This is awkward

Oh he’s chasing him

I’m actually rooting for timely ngl

Why does this feel like an old silent film… 

You can call people on the tempads?!

WHY IS SYLVIE HERE

SYLVIE STOP IT

I WOULD ROOT FOR YOU SYLVIE BUT 

yeah Loki tell her

Is Ravonna a Lokius hater?

SYLVIE DONT

yeah listen to Loki

But Renslayer didn’t work with the TVA there

Sylvie you poor thing

This is going nowhere just throw someone off the Ferris wheel

Oh this feels like the first finale

OH GOD MINUTES

yeah Syl 

A TANDEM BIKE THIS IS AMAZING

is it weird that I kinda ship Renslayer and Timely?

Smooch you idiots!

MINUTES IS KINDA CUTE

VICTOR IS A CUTIE

WE MUST PROTECT HIM AT ALL TIMES

is Miss minutes jealous?

THE WIZARD GENTLEMAN

HIS BUTLER-

that’s not-

I wanna keep Victor in my pocket 

KACHOW

LOKI IS NOT SOMEONE YOU WANNA FUCK WITH

*saxaphone music*

HES ACKNOWLEDGING OUROBOROS! IM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW

PAPER FLOWER PAPER FLOWER PAPER FLOWER

MARRY THIS MAN

this makes very little sense but I’m ok with it.

WHO DROPPED HER?!

MINUTES?!?!?!

MISS MINUTES YOU BITCH

I don’t like this version of miss minutes

Miss minutes sounds weird right now. I don’t like the look of it. The sound of it. 

That tone of voice 

OH GOD THIS IS BAD AGAIN

Does Miss Minutes think she’s HWR’s lover?

WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE

I DONT LIKE THIS AT ALL

WHAT IS HAPPENING IM CONFUSED

WHAT IN THE FRESH HELL

KEVIN YOU HAVE A LOT TO ANSWER FOR

Ravonna please she was being manipulative

MOMMY- SORRY 

Von?!

Mobius sweetie

WHAT DID HE DO?!

Loki is about to lose his shit on Ravonna for being mean to his boyfriend

SYLVIE MY BABYGIRL

WAIT DONT DO IT BABYGIRL

Loki don’t you dare be in love 

Sylvie stab me instead

Sylvie listen to Victor please

Victor babyboy 

Sylvie stop it

OH THAT LOOK OF HURT ON HER FACE

YES BABYGIRL

IF THEY MAKE MOBIUS IN LOVE WITH RAVONNA I SWEAR TO GOD

oh two hot women battling it out in going to 

OH GOD THE-

OH JESUS SYLVIE STOP BEING HOT

OH GOD

MINUTES STOP IT

MINUTES NO

WHAT IN THE FRESH HELL WAS THAT?!

#loki season 2 #loki #loki series #lokius #loki laufeyson #mobius #marvel #mobius m mobius #loki odinson #loki x mobius

[harlowsbby]

A fluffy fluff: Jack is on the road and is missing the reader . So he decides to finally use the blanket that has pictures of the reader on it . Jack thinks it's the cutest thing but PG won't stop making fun of him.

Just a bunch of haters

Being on the road 24/7 and being away from you wasn’t really ideal for Jack but he knew that’s what came with the price of fame.

“I love you baby girl.”

“I love you more Jack.”

“I love you the mostest baby girl.” Jack was in the back of the tour bus laying on the master bed that was thankfully included, he was on FaceTime with you while you got ready for work.

“Do you really have to work today baby? You could callout and just stay on the call with me all day.” You sighed and placed your brush down before picking the phone back up and showing your face on the screen.

“Jack you know if I could I would I’d callout right now but I need the money.”

“You don’t really need it.” Jack mumbled and you smacked your lips, Jack always told you and reassured you that you didn’t need to work but you being you didn’t want to seem like some gold digger and you loved just having your own money.

“Jack you already know how I feel about that so I’m not going into detail about that. I love you Jack I have to go now, I’ll call you on my first break?” He pouted but nodded and brought the phone closer to his face before puckering up his lips and kissing the screen, you giggled and kissed the screen right back.

“I love you baby.”

“I love you too Jack.” He smiled sadly once the call ended. He tossed his phone to the side and looked around the room before he remembered he packed his favorite blanket that had your face on it.

You had gotten it for him for his birthday earlier that year and whenever he was out on the road he always brought it with him.

He smiled and laid down and spread the blanket out your face on full display he oh so quiet evening was soon rudely interrupted by Urban and the rest of private garden.

“Man what is this shit?” Ace laughed as him and the rest of the guys came inside Jack’s area of the tour bus.

“Is that Y/N’s face? On this damn blanket oh man you really are whipped.” They all laughed but Jack glared at them all and rolled his eyes.

“My girl gifted it for me and I thank her for that. I think it’s really cute I’m sorry you all are single whores.” Jack barked at them and they raised their hands in defense.

“All I’m saying is you’d never see me caught dead with a blanket with my girls face on it.” Nemo said and all the guys nodded in agreement.

“Well you can’t even keep a girl you sleep with every other fan.” Neelam mumbled and everyone ooo’d but Nemo pushed her slightly.

“I think it’s a cute blanket and that my girl loves me and she put so much thought behind this gift.” He defended himself once again.

“It is cute.. for a man that really isn’t a man in his relationship.” Urban stated and everyone immediately started laughing and recording Jack with his blanket, you’d think he’d be embarrassed and kicking them all out but he didn’t care because he knew you gifted him this blanket with so much love and it was something for him to remind him of you while he was away on tour.

#jack harlow #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x y/n #jack harlow x you

[coldgoldlazarus]

The centerism around Harry Potter and especially Hogwarts Legacy is so frustrating to me, not just as someone who is against JKR, but as someone who was and on some level still is a Harry Potter fan.

'Cause yeah, I grew up with the books too. I have lego minifigs of the main characters from when I was a kid. I have a house scarf mom crocheted for me, that I still wear because it keeps me warm in the frozen hellhole of winter. I have, when the mood has struck me, considered writing fanfic and trying to fix some of the things JKR broke. I still believe there is a better story in there, about a child living in a cupboard under a staircase discovering magic, that runs counter to everything she's since turned it into.

But even with all that, I don't buy anything for it anymore, and (this post aside, I guess) I don't talk about being a fan. There are so many other things to focus on instead, it's really that easy. My nostalgia isn't worth doing actual harm to actual people.

And as much as part of me wants to defiantly tell JKR that my enjoyment doesn't mean support for her shitty ideals, I also have to deal with the fact that until she's dead and her estate no longer pushes for transphobic and racist legislature, that is objectively false. And beyond that, I will always have to contend with the antisemitism that was baked in from nearly the start, and all the other myriad bigotry that trickled in on top over time. We can't just separate the art from the artist when these problems exist in the art to begin with, and it's really frustrating that people keep pretending otherwise.

Yes, there is still something to enjoy in this series that isn't completely tainted by blood libel and transphobia, but at this point? It won't be found in any of the current stuff. You can't play the antisemetism game and pretend it isn't antisemetic. You have only so much time and money in this world, and there are so many other things you would do better to spend them on, so why insist on this?

Speaking, again, not as a JKR hater right now, but as a fellow Harry Potter fan... it's really so much easier to just not buy the damn game, and to watch other movies instead, and to just go read another book.

#not a reblog #harry potter #anti harry potter #anti hogwarts legacy #anti jkr #rant #opinion #so frustrated with these people #yeah I like this series too #but not enough to keep supporting a bigot #so why is it apparently just sooo hard #for the rest of you?

[blue-scorpion-king]

RWBY is not dead, just on uncertain waters at the moment.

I am getting this out there for you all in this fandom who are feeling uncertain and scared for RWBY right now.

And maybe in the near future this fall and winter.

Or maybe even next year, in 2024.

And spoilers for RWBY up ahead.

RWBY is not dead.

Rooster Teeth did not cancel it or else, everyone would have been talking about it and I would , even at an later date from that hypothetical, disheartening announcement.

I ain't all that worried from V10 from getting greenlight at RTX this year, which was last month from this post being made.

Why? Crunchyroll might have made a deal with RT on V10 being greenlit AFTER the RWBY X DC crossover movie's 2nd part get released.

I know that it is speculation right now, but that is a high possibility.

Alongside that Red Vs Blue is still going, Let's Play is still up, and they are still being talked about.

By both fans, non-fans, and haters.

Even with their failings and all that. They still have to make money at the end of the day and go for supply and demand, even with having to make compromises.

But, as it stands right now, as we are in yet another RWBY hiatus, as it is the norm, just a little more uncertain than the other hiatuses-

We don't really know.

But, I don't think we should be really be worried about RWBY being 'dead' just because

Do keep going at it at trying to convince RT to finish RWBY by releasing V10 and onwards, which could be finished in 2 to 3 volumes. 2 to 3 years I think.

And always remember what the message of Ruby Rose to all of the world in V8 did to its people, which got shown at the end of V9.

She brought hope to all of

Even in this uncertain time of fear, despair, anger and bitterness of 'what could have been' for this fandom, especially with the massively uncertain time when Monty Oum died 8 years ago (R.I.P. always), and business happenings that we don't know, that are not being said online, all of that-

Don't give up hope.

Even if in a decade or two, when RWBY continues after an hypothetical hiatus that spanned sooo long.

And perhaps the writing on the wall of RWBY being 'dead' or 'dying' was written by those who have given up and not given hope to those who want to watch RWBY and enjoy it for what it is.

Even when they have left the series.

Even with those who think hope is a dangerous thing and can drive someone insane.

And get an man's project finished for all to experience. I don't know the full vision of Monty Oum and I wouldn't pretend that I do.

But, his story getting out there and being understood and cherished, even with life's ups and downs, even with him being dead, is what I think he would want as he was making it.

And that's all I have to say on this matter.

So, we will continue to wait for the day we all have been waiting for and the revolution that Team RWBY and friends bring to Remnant against the walking *cancer* witch, that is Salem.

When that days does come-

~Hades-Hando~

#blue-scorpion-king #ooc #ooc post #rwby #uncertainty #hope #greenlight volume 10

[ruby-serpentis]

when fiction transcends into reality

pairing: male! kylar x gender neutral! reader

i return from the dead with this! based on the movie ruby sparks. this isn’t really in depth. i just wanted to jot some of this down for fun.

please note that i do not condone any of this behavior in real life. this is merely a work on fiction based on another work of fiction.

you weren’t supposed to be real.

when he had written every detail about you, you were mere words on the paper. he went to bed without a single thought after getting everything down.

and then there you were: in his bed, laying next to him, looking at him expectantly. your face had brightened up.

“good morning my love!”

he suddenly woke up at the sound of your voice and fell off the bed. he was shocked, eyes wide open when you peered over with a quizzical look on your face.

kylar was having trouble writing his next novel since the first one was such a success. writer’s block was always the worst and nothing good came out of being isolated.

well, to be fair, he purposely isolated himself. the money was nice, but public appearances? fans chasing after him? haters attempting to doxx him online? it wasn’t worth it. he enjoyed being out of the public eye. it was good for writing.

though because he didn’t go out, he didn’t have anything to inspire him. aside from the loneliness that chewed at his heart.

attempting to date was...wrong. it was wrong because it didn’t go the way he wanted it to. it was unpredictable, and that was scary.

besides, there was someone else that occupied his mind: you.

you weren’t real, a creation of his imagination. there were notebooks and sketches dedicated to you. he’s written you down but nothing went beyond it.

other people may want you if you were published. so kylar kept you to the confines of his room.

he had gotten a typewriter out of curiosity. and also to see if writing on it would get him past his writer’s block. it sounded ridiculous but anything to get past that writer’s block.

he stayed up the night before typing on his typewriter, typing everything about you. you always made him feel warm inside.

and it appears you have peeled yourself off the paper.

the first few days with you were...weird, to put it lightly.

kylar could not believe you were real. it took a lot things to convince him that you were real.

primarily the fact that you touched him and he could feel you. he could smell you, hear you. you were not an illusion. and your voice, that sweet voice. it spoke to him.

kylar didn’t think it was even possible to be more in love with a fictional creation until now.

and the best part?

if he wrote that you would do something, you would do it.

not that he had to anyways. you just seemed to be so in tune with his needs. all of his needs.

#degrees of lewdity #dol #dol kylar #kylar the loner #kylar x reader #x reader #male reader #female reader #gender neutral reader