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randyfitzsimmons · 2 minutes ago
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I was watching The Looney Tunes Show and I couldn’t stop thinking about how Porky is Timmy Williams from the WKUK. Daffy is Zach. Bugs is Darren. And the gophers are Trevor and Sam.
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madamebaggio · 8 minutes ago
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And for @littlemrscookie second request... More Darcy and Brock ;)
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Darcy looked around the restaurant. “This is really nice.”
“We agreed.” He reminded her. “And it’s not even a five stars one.” He teased.
“Right.” She drawled sarcastically. “You do know you don’t need to impress me, right? I’ve seen your abs, I’m impressed enough.”
Brock snorted. “I know. You kept petting them last night. You wanted to give them names.”
“I’m still working on it.” She informed him.
He chuckled. “I’m not trying to impress you. But, in case you haven’t noticed, I’m more…”
She arched an eyebrow. “Ancient?” She offered helpfully.
He narrowed his eyes at her. “Mature. And I like doing things differently. This is our first date; it’s only right that we have a proper dinner.”
Darcy hummed her understanding, her eyes falling back to the menu in her hands. “So we’re not having sex today, right?”
Brock choked on his water. “What?”
“It’s our first date.” She gave him a beatific smile. “It’s only proper.”
Brock put his elbows on the table and leaned forward. “I can wait. Can you?” He challenged her.
Darcy actually stopped to consider it. “If you keep your shirt on, I might be able to.”
Brock laughed so loud everybody in the restaurant turned to look at him.
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adampvrrish · 15 minutes ago
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'"why did you go to alina? why seek her out?" to reclaim his powers, of course. [so how had she bested him? sheer stubbornness. something more. he'd known the name for it once, a hundred lifetimes ago] "why did you go to her?" because with her, he was human again'
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madamebaggio · 19 minutes ago
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As requested by @littlemrscookie​, some Darcy and Brock ;)
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“What if they’re inviting us for a swingers’ party or something?”
Brock gave Darcy a look over his shoulder. “Is this a real concern?”
“People in the ‘burbs are insane.” She argued. “One of my cousins had this pineapple decoration on her door, and apparently is like a swinger’s code, because their neighbors showed up ready to party.”
Brock snorted. “Barbara and Michael don’t have pineapples decorating the front of their house.” He pointed out.
Darcy turned to him. “What if they want our bodies?” She asked, and she seemed to be really worried about the possibility.
Brock smirked at her. “I wouldn’t judge them.”
“Yeah, but… Ew.”
He chuckled. “Listen, I don’t think they want our bodies in that way. At worst, this is going to be another boring as fuck dinner, and at best…”
“It’s the break we’ve been waiting for.” Darcy completed on her own, then sighed. “I’m sorry. I’m just nervous.”
“It’s okay.” Brock assured her. “This is what we’ve been waiting for. And -for what’s worth -I've got your back.”
Darcy grinned at him. “What every wife wants to hear.”
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sweetteaswift · 23 minutes ago
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why yes i Am having a crisis over turning 23 in 20 days and feeling like in every way possible i’m in the wrong place
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madamebaggio · 23 minutes ago
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And as @notcompared​ second request... More Matt and Jess ;)
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Jessica could do this. She wasn’t nervous about seeing Murdock or anything. It’d be beyond ridiculous.
She had this.
That was what she kept telling herself as she climbed the steps to his apartment. She was late by only 30 minutes, so they couldn’t complain about it.
Luke opened the door before she could knock. “Murdock said you were on your way.” He informed her.
“Of course he did.” She rolled her eyes. “Is everyone here?”
“It’s just the four of us today.” Luke told her.
“No Colleen?” Jessica groaned. “Great.”
Matt and Danny were around the table, which was covered in takeout.
“Hey, Jess!” Danny called.
“Hi, Golden Boy.”
“Jones.” Matt grinned at her.
“Shut up, Murdock.” She growled at him, making Matt laugh.
Luke gave her a look, clearly confused about the interaction, but Jess just shook her head. She wasn’t going to say a word in a place where Murdock could hear.
Luke seemed like he wanted to push it, but just moved closer to the table. “So… What’s the news?”
“Jess found people moving weapons inside the city.” Matt started.
They explained everything they knew, and Jess passed the pictures around. Luke and Danny were properly worried about the situation, and agreed to go check the place that night and see how things were going.
Jess was getting ready to get out right after then, but Matt asked her to wait a minute.
“What?” She barked.
“Are you upset with me?” He asked directly.
She crossed her arms. “Why would I be?”
“Because of what I said about the date.”
She pressed her lips together. “I know you were joking.” She grumbled.
“And if I wasn’t?”
Jessica poked his chest with her finger. “You were.” And before he could say anything else she walked out the door, and slammed it shut behind her.
“Mother…” 
Luke and Danny were waiting for her outside. Danny was smiling like Christmas had come earlier and Luke at least was trying to hide his grin.
“Shut up, both of you.”
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girlinterruptedpdf · 24 minutes ago
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I always wanted to break free of you, reach my hand out and find myself inside my already healed body.
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madamebaggio · 27 minutes ago
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As requested by @notcompared, Matt and Jess part 1.
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“No.”
Matt nodded. “Okay.”
Jessica arched an eyebrow; “That easy?” Her voice was full of mistrust.
“I do know the meaning of the word ‘no’.” He pointed out.
Jessica relaxed minimally. “Okay.”
Matt nodded in silence, that annoying little grin of his still firmly in place.
“Why do you look so happy?” Jessica demanded. “It’s making it very hard to trust you.”
“Oh, sorry.” He had that innocent face of his, the one that Jessica never bought.
“Murdock, I swear to God…”
“I tend to take those things seriously.” He cut her.
She glared at him. “I just said ‘no’ to dating, so why the fuck do you look so calm?”
“Would you rather I start throwing a tantrum?” He asked, seriously curious.
“I’d know how to deal with that. What confuses me is that smile of yours.”
“Ok.” He shrugged. “You do know I can hear your heartbeats, right?”
“Yes.” She replied carefully.
“So I know when you’re lying.”
Jessica stared at him, agape, for a whole minute. “Get out, Murdock!”
“Fair enough.”
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madamebaggio · 30 minutes ago
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As requested by @bennett-slytherin​.
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“You’re making that face.”
“What face?” John asked, his eyes still on something else.
“That face you make when you’re planning on how to take someone in a public place.”
He finally turned to Natasha, a grin on his lips. “You do know me very well.”
She chuckled. “Who are you taking down?”
He liked how easy it was with her. She didn’t think it was strange he was considering killing someone during date night. “Can you see those three?”
Natasha followed the direction of his eyes and saw three young men loitering outside a convenience store. “Yes.”
“The other two across the street?”
“Yes.”
“I think they’re following two girls that are inside the store.” John informed her.
Natasha looked at the other group again, in silence for a bit. “They have a friend with a van.” She said, clearly reading lips. “They’re waiting for the girls to come out.”
“Now what?” John asked her, seriously.
Natasha hummed. “You pay the bill and I’ll go to the store.”
“Are you sure?” It was a dangerous situation and he knew Natasha would want to protect the girls, but they’d been talking for a good while about going on a normal date night. 
“Positive. Don’t take too long.”
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nneiljostenn · 34 minutes ago
thanks for the response! (i had the propaganda question) still haven't seen movie so will wait before digging for those spoilers but definitely curious about the writers/artists comments regarding the comic and arcs you mentioned! it's fascinating that the creators are able to pull off what seems like a very queer-coded relationship despite even in spite of extreme censorship which i think is very different from queerbaiting (again, not having seen/read the source material) but there's been a lot of recent discussion in fandom spaces about this with respect to chinese media as well so am very interested to learn about how creator intent faces off against state censorship and what people end up still picking up on after the fact :) thanks for your thoughts!!
of course!! i'm very eager to discuss anything Major Grom-related to the best of my abilities (and i leave room for doubt and correction because i am fairly new to the fandom, fyi). here's a brief summary of some relevant info; i won't be including creator names and links here so it's not searchable, and also because it's all in russian (again i can do it in dm's). AND i'm sure you can find it out on the Bubble Comics website!
re: canon text itself. according to official extras, one of the characters was initially supposed to be a generic bodyguard type, but the story required him to become a more important companion for the antagonist; to be very brief here, he ends up essentially what the antagonists values most in his life and is narratively mirrored to the protagonists' girlfriend in one of the story arcs. it all comes down to a very pointedly dramatic, tragic, and emotionally charged moment for Igor Grom with his gf, and Sergey Razumovsky with his bodyguard. you know. a very casual bro moment for the latter pair, obviously.
re: creator feedback. the main artist & co-writer of the series has a multitude of what you'd call fanart pieces of these two characters in, like, a romantic relationship. i can't quite say they're canon since they're not included in the actual printed versions, but nothing in the comics contradicts or discredits the possibility of these scenes existing in the canon universe throughout.
the main writer/producer/Bubble Comics owner used to be very much against any kind of non-canon shipping, but he's radically changed his opinion over the years, which he expressed just recently in one of the official Bubble Comics podcasts. him and chief editor/producer are both very open to fan content and encourage any type of fan interpretation, which, to me, doesn't come off as pandering to the audience as much as it does as genuine gratitude and understanding of how storytelling and fandom spaces work. kudos to them from me for that.
as a side note, i do have some uhh uncertain feelings about the chief editor recently being a bit too eager to support the queer ship in question. some people see it as sort of queerbaiting wherein he's playing into the hype, but to be honest he seems like a geeky guy himself who's just generally very comfortable with his own sexuality. do whatever you will with that. i think he's allowed, maybe would be cool to tone it down a bit, but also, maybe not. it's all within reason, i guess.
re: queerbaiting & censorship. here's the part i dread discussing the most because the very concept of queerbaiting is a bit blurred in fandom discussions. i personally believe it becomes even more complicated in places like russia; like you mentioned, i do think this specific case is something other than queerbaiting. like, how are you supposed to do queer rep in mainstream media if you can get prison time for doing it? i think it's very much the case of context and reception, and if you look at the core fanbase, it's got a lot of queer people and/or folks who support the opposition.
of course, it's important to examine the authors of the content and their possible motives: the aforementioned main writer/company owner is linked to pro-state publications through his relatives, so yes, his money does come from the state, technically, at least in part, or at least that is what some people believe and i have no way of proving either point. still, i personally differentiate that from Bubble Comics being state-sponsored (like, FondKino did not sponsor the Major Grom movie, and FondKino sponsors so much of mainstream russian cinema). some people don't, and i guess i get their point. i firmly believe i'd go insane if i filtered every creator i've ever been interested in through the lens of absolute moral purity especially in russia.
but i circle back to the fanbase aspect of it: at some point i think it's equally important to look at interpretation and reception of content as well as its creators. if queer people find themselves relating to the story and the characters, i think it's doing something right.
maybe not though. maybe we are all just being tricked into consuming pro-state propaganda because we are obviously all idiots and my donations to medusa and doxa and ovd-info are nonexistent and dissolve into the air <3
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madamebaggio · 34 minutes ago
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And @ayleecambell​ second request... The adventures of Sansa and Arthur and an accidental family ;) *** Arthur was pretty sure he was having an out of body experience.
He could almost see himself from a distance, talking calmly to Sansa -that Sansa, the girl he’d never forgotten, the one he’d tried to find for such a long time -while his head was going a thousand miles an hour.
He was having this internal freakout, wondering about so many things, trying to accept what was so obvious…
Was that what a stroke felt like?
His head fell to his hands and he took a deep breath in.
“Arthur?” Sansa called softly. “Are you okay? I am so sorry. I didn’t really plan on telling you like this…”
Arthur raised a hand to stop her. “It’s fine.” It wasn’t. “I just need a minute here. It’s a lot of information.”
Sansa bit her lower lip, a sense of dread taking over her. She didn’t want to expect the worst from Arthur, but… Well… He wasn’t asking anything outrageous. He had just found out he had two kids! A minute was a very small request, but Sansa couldn’t stop thinking about…
“The first thing I want to know…” He spoke, breaking her train of thought. “Is if they’re okay. Are they healthy? Do they like school? I could see they are as good-looking as I am.”
Sansa stood there frozen for a minute, then she started crying.
“Sansa!” Arthur panicked and hurried to hold her. She hid her face on his chest.
“I’m so sorry.” She said, amidst her tears. “I was just… I am so relieved that you want to know about them.”
“Hey, Red.” He called softly, like he called her when they met. “Of course I want to know everything about them. I want to see them again, and get to know those kids. I’m sorry you had to go through this alone.”
Sansa looked into his eyes, grateful that he was now there, and she could finally tell him the truth, and get rid of this guilt and maybe…
That was the moment Arya and Robb entered the room. They looked from Sansa to Arthur, their eyes got really big and then…
“DAD! HE IS HERE!”
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madamebaggio · 38 minutes ago
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As requested by @ayleecambell​, more of Sansa x Arthur and the problems (or rewards) of a love potion ;)
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“Oh.” 
Arthur scratched the back of his neck. “Yeah… Oh.”
“But you’ve never…” Sansa couldn’t even finish the sentence.
“Yeah.” He repeated slowly, then ran his fingers through his hair. “I really feel like I took advantage.”
“You don’t even remember it.” Sansa pointed out -not for the first time. He was really stuck on some parts of the incident. “If nothing else, I was the one who took advantage.”
He gave her a look. “How’s that?”
Sansa cleared her throat. “There was a significant delay between you drinking the potion and me doing something about it.”
Arthur arched an eyebrow at her, that damned smirk of his making an appearance. “Is that so?”
“Yes.” She crossed her arms and refused to say more.
Arthur stretched his leg, hooking his foot on the leg of Sansa’s chair, then using it to pull her closer.
“Arthur!” Sansa squealed.
He opened his legs so he could pull Sansa’s chair as close as possible, then held on to the seat. “Explain the delay.” He asked.
Sansa felt herself getting red under his look. “Explain what you said about my couch.” She challenged back.
“It’s horrible.” He pointed out easily.
She glared at him, and Arthur chuckled. “And I’d love to spread you on…” She covered his mouth.
“I remember that part.” She cleared her throat. She lowered her hands slowly, her eyes holding his. “I didn’t think you were interested.”
Arthur groaned and let his head fall back. “I’m an idiot, Red.” He brought his eyes back to hers. “I thought you deserved better.”
She gave him a flat look. “And asking me never crossed your mind?”
“That’s why I’m an idiot.” He pointed out -quite happily.
Sansa shook her head. “What do I do with you?”
“You could start by telling me exactly what I said and did.” He offered. “It’s only fair.”
She scoffed. “Fair?”
“Yes. I don’t remember it, but you do.”
The corner of her mouth curved up. “You’ll need to buy me dinner first.”
“Deal, Red.”
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mmvalentine · 50 minutes ago
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On His Knees | Feysand
Canon divergent. Scene lift from ACOSF. Smut aplenty. This is a little oneshot I wrote for @asteria-of-mars after we shared a rant. For you darling x
“Sit down,” Rhys snarled.
The raw command in that voice, the utter dominance and power… Nesta froze, fighting it, hating that Fae part of her that bowed to such things.
Rhys said, “You are going to stay. You are going to listen.”
She let out a low laugh. “You’re not my High Lord. You don’t give me orders.” But she knew how powerful he was. Had seen it, felt it. Still trembled to be near him.
Rhys scented that fear. One side of his mouth curled up in a cruel smile. “You want to go head-to-head, Nesta Archeron?” he purred. The High Lord of the Night Court gestured to the sloping lawn beyond the windows. “We’ve got plenty of space out there for a brawl.”
Nesta bared her teeth, silently roaring at her body to obey her orders. She’d sooner die than bow to him. To any of them.
Rhys’s smile grew, well aware of that fact.
“That’s enough,” Feyre snapped at Rhys. “I told you to keep out of it.”
He dragged his star-flecked eyes to his mate. Feyre angled her head, nostrils flaring, and said to Rhysand, “You can either leave, or you can stay and keep your mouth shut.”
Rhys again crossed his arms, but said nothing.
"I want to speak to my sister. Alone," Nesta ordered. "We'll be in the hall," he said.
Cassian's fist tightened at the implied insult that they didn't trust her enough to go further than that. From the way Feyre's jaw tightened, he suspected she wasn't pleased at the subtle jab. Rhys would be getting the verbal beating he deserved later.
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Rhys paced back and forth in their bedroom while he waited for Feyre to return. Nesta had gone with Cassian fifteen minutes ago, but he still hadn't seen his mate.
Finally, after what seemed like an age, she burst through the door.
"What the hell was that?" she hissed. "We talked about this. You agreed you could either be respectful or keep quiet." "I was as respectful as she was," Rhys said evenly. "You challenged her to a brawl, and then stood outside the door like a gods damned sentry!" "You know what she is capable of," Rhys said coldly, anger and fear still tugging at his gut at the thought of leaving Feyre alone with Nesta. "She is not our enemy, Rhys!" Feyre exploded. "We aren't trying to trap her, we're trying to help her, Cauldron damn you! How are we supposed to get her to trust us if she thinks we don't trust her?"
"Trust her?" Rhys repeated, appalled. "I don't trust her as far as I can spit. She and that other sister of yours-" "What the hell did Elain do?" Feyre interrupted. "Nothing," Rhys seethed. "She sat back and did nothing for years because Nesta was perfectly pleasant to her, and it did not benefit her to stand up for you or lift a finger to help. Meanwhile, Nesta tore you down year after year and practically dragged your family to its grave. Now here she is in our house, telling you it's somehow your fault that she's here even though you have yet again saved her miserable life-"
"That is enough, Rhysand. That is so far out of line." Feyre stood with her back straight, eyes blazing. Every bit his even match, every bit his High Lady.
"I know you don't like her," she stated, her voice clipped. "Either of them. But we are going to help them. I will not abandon Nesta, or Elain." "I didn't say abandon-" “They’re my sisters, Rhys,” Feyre reprimanded him. “They’re your abusers, Feyre!” he roared back.
They just stood there for a minute, breathing hard into the silence. Feyre shook her head.
“I know. But they're my family. And I love them.”
All the anger blew out of Rhys, then. He dropped to his knees in front of her. Fell on the mountains tattooed there. “But I love you,” her said. Hoarsely. Desperately. “And I can’t… I can’t see you get hurt anymore.” He leaned his head against her belly. "I just can't."
Feyre sighed, and pushed her hands through his blue-black hair.
"I know. But Rhys, imagine if I told you to turn your back on Cassian. Or Azriel. Or Mor. Imagine if I told you I could not forgive Amren the atrocities she committed before she was Fae."
Rhys's hands stroked their way up her calves, up the backs of her thighs and hugged her to him.
"If they hurt one hair on your head, I would."
Feyre gave him a look that was equal parts exasperation, and love. "You would, wouldn't you?" she murmured, ruefully.
Rhys groaned into her stomach. "I'm sorry, Feyre. I'm sorry."
Feyre ran her fingers over his scalp. "I'm still mad at you."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Rhys repeated. He kissed across her hips, along the tops of her thighs. Then he looked up at her with violet eyes like chasms. "It's doesn't matter what I think. You're my High Lady and I will follow wherever you lead. My beloved. My queen. My mate."
At the last, he nipped at her stomach with his teeth. Feyre's hands tightened in his hair.
"Well I would like it if you at least tried to empathise with my sisters," she said. "And if I can't?" Rhys asked. His eyes pleaded. Feyre sighed.
"Then you're going to need to get good at apologising."
Rhys lifted her sweater then, and pressed open mouthed kisses to the exposed skin there. "I can do that," he said. Moved his hands up to cup her ass as he sank down lower on his knees, his lips trailing downward.
"I'm sorry, Feyre," he whispered. A kiss on her navel. "I'm sorry." A kiss at her waistband. Rhys vanished her clothes with a thought.
"I'm sorry." And then he put his mouth over her and slid his tongue up the hot centre of her. Feyre gasped, and her hands landed on his shoulders. Rhys walked her back toward the bed, sat her down on the edge and then pushed her to lie back. Lifted her legs onto his shoulders and then put his mouth on her again.
Feyre arched her back, and pulled him closer with her legs. Rhys's hands gripped her thighs tighter, and his tongue worked her in broad strokes. Up and down, savouring every part of her.
"Who do you go to your knees for?" Feyre breathed. Rhys lifted his mouth from her, only to plunge two fingers deep inside her.
"Only you," he replied, and then sucked her clit into his mouth. Feyre bucked her hips off the bed, and Rhys moaned in response. The sound vibrated against her where his lips moved over the heat of her.
"Who do you yield to?" Feyre gasped. Rhys sped up his fingers, his own breathing coming fast with his arousal.
"Only you," he repeated, and flicked his tongue fast over her clit. Feyre started to move, matching her hips to his rhythm.
"Who..." Feyre's breathing caught then, and Rhys surged up and over her, covering her body with his as his fingers kept fucking into her, his thumb now moving over her clit to replace his tongue.
"Always you, always only you," he said onto her lips, and then kissed until her climax broke over his hand.
Rhys watched the wave build and and break in her eyes, and then pressed kisses to her jaw as it receded. Then he linked his fingers through hers where they were resting above her head, and put his face in her neck.
"Am I forgiven, Feyre darling?" he asked softly.
"Not even slightly," Feyre replied, then rolled on top of him, vanished his clothes with her own magic, and rode his cock until he begged for mercy.
And so began the High Lord's apologies.
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nneiljostenn · an hour ago
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@ major grom anon i am writing an essay for you i hope i won't get my ass beat by my fellow fans
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fruitmilkshakes · an hour ago
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i would just like to say that i'm pretty sure the dono delay is over half an hour rn
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heartrenderz · an hour ago
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WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME THAT THE END OF ROW SETS UP THE PERFECT PLOT FOR SOC3
#AJSHSKAKS HELLOOOOOOO#not me being like 🥴 i don’t even want soc3 if nina is the fjerdan queen and then me foaming at the mouth for it two seconds later#it’s just that without any official release date or anything confirmed i didn’t believe it#but i doubt leigh would ever leave a thread hanging like that. especially if it had to do w the darkling#which is so conflicting bc i was so mad he was back but then i was like yay eternal suffering and then i thought the door was closed.#i should have known#and i was thinking before that i suspected soc3 would have a lot more tgt crossover/overlap bc i feel like the show would inspire her#i just wish she would give up on the darkling 😭 like he isn’t THAT good of a character#realistically she could keep continuing the grishaverse and make it good but it’s so stale to keep putting the darkling at the center of it#and it does kind of destroy alina’s story and arc bc her whole thing was defeating the darkling and that side of herself and in reality if#he kept coming back i just can’t see her being content sitting in keramzin#like to me that was uncharacteristic in kos and row that she wouldn’t want involvement#to stay out of the war? yes. to sit back and let everyone else deal w the darkling after his escape? no#and then i kind of hate that soc3 is going to revolve around him now they were so untainted#his return was the second worst thing to happen in the duology. first was whatever the hell happened to nina#WHY COULDNT NINA AND HANNE HAVE HAPPILY LIVED IN RAVKA. THAT WAS THE HAPPY ENDING I WANTED FOR THEM#also: not enough kuwei 1/10 rating for kuwei cameos#mine#row spoilers
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