#i put so much symbolism in this bitch you have no idea

[faneth]

#THATS MY GIRL #IM FINALLY DONE #it looks simple but i promise you it is not #cynthia #fanes art #fanes ocs #she IS technically a phantom so im tagging her as such #poto #phantom of the opera #i put so much symbolism in this bitch you have no idea #mage the ascension #mta #wod #world of darkness

[literallyjusttoa]

A redraw of the timeline of Apollo's life I made half a year ago! Sadly for some reason CSP decided to completely delete poor Post-First Punishment Apollo (the fifth one), but luckily I took a picture of it before hand so y'all can see it, even if it's lower quality ;-;. If you want the story behind these designs I dumped like 2000 words about it in my og post, which you can see here!

Some quick addendums I forgot to put in last time + fun design details:

Apollo replaces Helios as the god of the sun after the Trojan War, around 900 B.C.E-ish.

Baby Apollo has horns now! This is a trait he inherited from his titan side and then quickly lost during his battle with Python. It's a nod to his first domain being shepherding as well.

Just to clarify, post-first punishment Apollo goes before post-Daphne Apollo, it's just I couldn't place them in the right order bc csp sucks

The symbol I used on Main Apollo's fabric is called a delphic epsilon! It was used as a symbol for Apollo's temple at Delphi in Ancient Greece and represented a worshiper's initiation into light.

The blue-ish silver ribbon Fall of Greece Apollo has belonged to Artemis. As I stated in my first post, Apollo spends a large amount of time away from Olympus between the fall of greece and his time in Rome, so he kept the ribbon to have something of his sister's in the meantime.

Also for Fall of Greece Apollo, his cloak is fading for two reasons. One, he's spending a lot more time performing his duties as the god of burials, making his role as one of the first bridges between the living and dead much more prominent. The underworld is pulling at him just as much as it is pulling at the casulties of Greece. Two, Apollo is not spending time on Olympus, nor is he actively speaking with any of his worshipers. This is causing belief in him to diminish, so this is the closest he has ever gotten to fading. I swear I will write a whole thing about the period at some point I have so many ideas.

The sheep 2nd punishment Apollo has is a Chios sheep! They are actually native to Greece, and also adorable I love them.

I think that's all for now, I hope you guys like the art!!!

#trials of apollo #toa apollo #lester papadopoulos #sunny speaks #long post #apollart #timeline #this is why you guys can't let me talk about this stuff I can not shut up /j #i'm ngl you can see me get messier with each piece but it's fiiiiiine everything's fiiiiiiinnne

[sareenademon]

Bi Han and The Dog He Said He Never Wanted

Sareena: Beloved! Look at what I found! He was all alone at the market.Isn’t he adorable?!

*Sareena shows him a Maltese puppy. The puppy starts yapping excitedly and Bi Han looks disgusted.*

Bi Han: Take it back Sareena.

Sareena: Bi Han! Don’t be mean!

Bi Han: We are not keeping that little beast.

They did end up keeping him much to Bi Han’s dismay. He was not an animal lover and he told Sareena that the puppy was entirely her responsibility. He would not care for it.

Sareena tried to name the puppy Snowball. Bi Han couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

Bi Han: We’re not calling him that.

Sareena: Why not? It’s cute.

Bi Han: No.

Sareena: What about Fluffy?

Bi Han: Are you serious? Absolutely fucking not.

Sareena: Then what ideas do you have?

Bi Han: How about, Runt?

Sareena: *slaps his arm* …What about…Fang? After my demon fang swords.

Bi Han: Fang…Fine, whatever.

For a couple of nights the puppy irritated him to no end. It wouldn’t stop yapping. Day and night. It was so god damn needy too. It shit everywhere. Bi Han also became jealous of the little beast because it took up most of Sareena’s attention.

One night, he had enough. He was already sleep deprived, and now this puppy was barking at 3 am in the morning. He grabbed the puppy out of his crate and screamed at him to shut up. When little Fang started whining from fear Bi Han immediately felt like shit.

Wtf was he doing? Screaming at little animals. He quickly tried to quiet Fang so that Sareena wouldn’t wake up and bitch him out for upsetting him. He instinctively cradled the fluffy puppy in his arms, trying to get him to stop trembling. He gently stroked Fang’s head.

Fang was so tiny, so fragile. As Bi Han looked into the puppy’s big eyes, he felt his cold heart begin to melt.

Bi Han: Shhh…Don’t fear little Fang…I won’t harm you…

When Fang licked his fingers, that was it. That was his baby. That was his son. His precious Fang, Fang.

Sareena found him the next morning passed out on the couch with Fang sleeping on his chest.

The first thing Bi Han did the next day was buy him a expensive new blue collar, he had the Lin Kuei symbol put on it.

Sareena: I thought you didn’t like him.

Bi Han: If we’re going to keep this little beast then he must be properly trained.

Sareena: And the fancy collar?…

Bi Han: Don’t question my decisions, woman!

Bi Han is a pretty intense guy by nature and that transfers into his dog parenting.

Bi Han took it upon himself to train Fang. He put him on a strict food and training schedule. He also researched all about puppies and how to train them.

Also put Fang on a cook food diet.

Sareena: Why can’t we just feed him dog food?

Bi Han: You want to feed him that dehydrated crap?! I thought you cared about this dog!

He teaches Fang how to sit, roll over, fetch, shake, and play dead. He’s such a proud father.

Fang becomes like his emotional support dog. Whenever he has a hard day or he’s just pissed off, he calls over his puppy for comfort.

When he’s stuck doing paperwork, he likes to have Fang on his lap to keep him company.

He gets him groomed regularly and cleans his eyes daily. No crusty eyes for his puppy.

It gets really cold in Artika so Bi Han makes sure to bundle Fang up. Fang has a collection of little jackets and sweaters. He also has booties. Sareena finds it a bit silly and can’t help but laugh whenever she sees Bi Han putting booties on Fang.

Bi Han: Don’t laugh at him, it’s to protect his paws from the snow!

He doesn’t take Fang to the dog park anymore because he thinks the other dogs play too rough with him.

He started shouting at the other dog owner and Sareena has had to drag him out of there before he started throwing hands.

Aggressively overprotective over Fang. Once Tomas accidentally stepped on his paw and Bi Han was on poor Tomas like white on rice.

#sareena #bi han #sub zero #bireena #mortal komat 1 #tomas vrbada #kuai liang

[sinfulspencer]

Enchanting, enchanted

Prompt: Spencer didn’t think he’d meet Rossi’s niece on Mischief Night at his mansion. And he didn’t think she’d be into him anyway. (Spoiler: she is.)

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Rating: mature (18+, minors DNI)

Warnings: dom/sub undertones (sub!Spencer, softdom!Reader), adults with age gap (25/36), dirty talking, light degradation, hair pulling, oral sex (female receiving, implied male receiving), breeding kink, unprotected sex

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A.N.: When October started, I had an idea: two Halloween fics with Spencer Reid being a submissive bitch and a dominant whore. @softreidx knows all about this - thank you for editing this piece. Love you.

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It’s not a secret Spencer Reid loves Halloween.

The cool thing about Halloween is that it's a uniquely American holiday. Despite its obvious origins in the Celtic festival of Samhain and the Christian “All Saints’ Day”, it really is a melting pot of various immigrants' traditions and beliefs.

It became a little more commercialized in the 1950 with “trick-or-treat”.

Today it rivals only Christmas in terms of popularity.

He said those notions so many times to the rest of his team-mates and made sure everyone knew how much he loved Halloween.

Spencer follows Emily inside Rossi’s house. “People would light bonfires and wear costumes to ward off ghosts. Isn’t that cool? How has fire always been a symbol of cleansing? Many people think of fire as an energetic reset button, a force that can burn through anything that no longer serves you or is there to help you!”

Emily takes off her long black coat, revealing a dark red dress she put on because apparently Rossi wanted to throw a masquerade party or something – Spencer was even more excited about that, because he put on his favourite costume.

An Edgar Allan Poe outfit that has been hidden in his closet since forever.

“Spencer, I appreciate your Halloween facts, but tonight I just want to have a drink and not think about ghosts.” – Emily tells him, patting him on the shoulder – “I promise you: tomorrow I’ll be all yours, you can tell me whatever you want.”

Spencer gives her a reassuring smile, nodding his head. “I’ll hold you to that.”

The rest of the team is already in Rossi’s backyard, no matter the low temperatures. Everyone is dressed up as monsters or book characters – Luke didn’t spend that much time thinking about his outfit, mainly because Roxy decided that his Frankenstein mask would be a delicious part of her dinner so he went with a simple vampire outfit.

Penelope, with her orange hair and pointy hat, is dressed up. Matt, with a lot of kids and a quite creative wife, ended up getting dressed as the Slender Man – long white sleeves with long white fingers, a tight black suit and that sparkly red tie around his neck.

Rossi didn’t dress up at all, no matter being the host who actually wanted this kind of party.. which bothered Spencer a little too much.

The young doctor, fixing the hat on top of his head, walks over to the owner of the house.

“Hey, why aren’t you dressed up? I thought we were going to have a Halloween party!”

Rossi looks at him up and down, crossing his arms to his chest. “Because I wouldn’t want to overshadow anyone, Spencer. You know my costume would be the best one here.”

Spencer can’t help, but chuckle at his colleague’s joke. “Ah, it’s a shame. I wanted to see your outfit!”

“Well, not today. I didn’t even come up with this dressed-up party anyway. My niece did.”

Spencer is puzzled. Did Rossi just admit he has a niece?

“Your niece?”

That’s the first time Rossi ever mentions the existence of a niece. At first Spencer thought he was talking about Joy’s children – maybe she had another baby! – but they’re not here, so it can’t be possible.

“Who mentioned me?”

Your voice echoes through the stairs as you climb down, making sure you don’t fall down on your own face. Your heels are high – they’re part of your outfit, which is why you’re not going to take them off unless it’s to go to bed.

However, you hate them right now. And you’re tempted to kick them away.

Spencer turns around and spots you, struggling to walk down while also holding the edge of your skirt so that you don’t trip on your own feet and the dress.

If he forgets how to breathe, it’s not a surprise.

You look absolutely breathtaking with your hair slightly pulled back, dark black makeup around your eyes and lips as red as blood.

Spencer doesn’t know what your outfit is about, but he doesn’t care; as long as he can admire you with it on, and hopefully without it on.

“Yes, niece. You.”

You hum, gripping David’s arm. “Oh, shut up. You told me that you were going to dress up but bailed on me last minute! And Krystall suggested throwing this party, I just sent the texts.”

Rossi rolls his eyes, patting your hand with a smile.

Spencer holds back a laugh, covering his mouth with his own hand. He doesn’t know who you are because he has never seen you before, but he’s definitely starting to like you or at least be slightly interested in you. You are so gorgeous, he’s not going to deny it, but you’re also incredibly bubbly.

And he has just seen you. What are you going to do to him in an hour? Or two?

“Young lady, you’re here because...”

“You missed me too much and you wanted me to come over to meet your team in hope I find myself a partner. I know!” – you exclaim, rolling your eyes before turning your head to look at the young man in front of you – “Ah, you must be Doctor Spencer Reid.”

David puts a hand on his forehead, shaking his head as he walks away. If he stays there, he’s going to witness Spencer melting into your bubbly personality – and he doesn’t really care about witnessing two people flirting with each other.

His plan is already working because he could see how Spencer kept staring at you. And you probably told Rossi that you might have looked up the cute Doctor in his team, which led him to make the decision to invite you over to his mansion to celebrate Halloween.

Maybe...

Maybe Dave’s plan was to actually get you and Spencer to like each other.

After all, he’s the only single in the team.

Luke is with Penelope, Matt is married just like JJ, Emily has a girlfriend and Tara is starting to reconcile with her ex girlfriend. They’re all taken but the young and pretty Doctor Reid – David thinks he’d be perfect for you.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Doctor Reid.” - you say with a huge smile on your face, holding out your hand before pulling it back - “Ah, wait. You don’t like shaking hands. My bad.”

Spencer can feel his cheeks heating up as soon as your eyes meet. David has probably talked to you about him many times - and he had, which made Spencer seem so incredibly attractive and interesting to you.

Usually Spencer is much more nervous around pretty girls like you, but he’s dressed up as Edgar Allan Poe and it’s Halloween night. He feels different, a little more blunt than usual.

Or maybe not, because he keeps fidgeting with his hands.

“I didn’t catch your name, sorry.”

“Y/N. I’m Y/N.”

Spencer bows his head down for a second, taking off his hat. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Y/N. I feel like I should bow to you because of your outfit.”

You giggle.

Spencer’s heart drops in his chest. He made you giggle and that sound was so heavenly, as if a God came down from the sky and caressed his cheeks.

“It’s just a little something I whipped out in a hurry. Unfortunately they lost my luggage at the airport. I had to borrow Krystall’s clothes.” - you mumble, straightening your dark skirt - “They’re comfortable, though! I should dress up like this on a daily basis.”

“They didn’t steal your makeup, though.”

You shake your head, stepping down the last stair. “Exactly! I was so relieved. I’ve spent much more money on makeup than all my clothes. It would’ve been a disaster to lose my beauty bag.”

Spencer stares at you in silence, taking in all of the details of your beauty.

Perfect lips, perfect hair, perfect eye shape, perfect voice, perfect in general.

There’s nothing he doesn’t like about you and it’s weird because he has just met you, but he can’t keep his eyes off you. You don’t mind at all, you like being admired, and you’re definitely hoping Spencer will admire you much closer than this - and not in front of anybody else.

“Wow, everyone is dressed up.” - you whisper, glancing at the rest of David’s team in his backyard - “I can’t believe I was so convincing with that text.”

“You used David’s phone for real?”

You shrug, running your fingers through your hair. “I may have done that. I’ve never celebrated Mischief Night before, so this was my chance to do so. And here we are! Look! You’re dressed as Edgar Allan Poe, I’m dressed as Lilith!”

Spencer doesn’t say anything, but his whole body is reacting positively to your answer. You know who Poe is, you know that Spencer has dressed up like this, you wanted to celebrate Mischief Night - which means you like that holiday, and probably Halloween as well.

Maybe Spencer has found his soulmate.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

Spencer blinks, focusing on your face again. “Huh? Sorry, I was…”

You give him a smile, pointing to the backyard. “Let’s just go, I’m hungry and I want to show off my makeup. I didn’t spend two hours putting this makeup on just to stay locked inside of a room. I need to show it off!”

Each time you move around the living room, either to fill your glass with wine or have a smoke with David in his backyard, Spencer has his eyes on you. No one can blame him because you are absolutely adorable, with all of your interesting and fun anecdotes on your holidays in the Rossi’s mansion with Krystal, Joy and her son.

No one was expecting Rossi to have a “found niece” at all, if they had to be honest.

However you are a beautiful surprise and David is happy that he has finally introduced you to his whole team, because he could see how ecstatic and at ease you were for the whole dinner. You tried your best not to ask them what was the most wicked and naughty thing they saw while working on a case – you were hoping to have this discussion during another moment of the night, and not while you were eating, but you were too excited.

As JJ and Luke spoke about the last most gruesome case, Spencer couldn’t keep his eyes off you the whole time. You looked like you were having so much fun hearing about Emily or David being disgusted in front of remains or blood, because you never thought David was this sensitive over bodily fluids.

Either way, you listened to every single person in the team speaking about their most disgusting moment over the years and you laughed each time with all of them.

You felt like you were a part of this team, as if you knew them for your whole life.

It’s not easy to find people like these, people you can connect with in the blink of an eye. You feel proud of yourself for convincing David to throw this little party, because now you feel incredible.

Maybe it’s the wine...

Anyway, it doesn’t matter.

Penelope has already given you her number, which means you’ll get to hang out with her and gossip every single time about who-knows-what. Luke has found out that you are a dog lover, which means you’ll get to spend a few dinners at his place to play with Roxy and take her out for a walk whenever Luke will ask you to.

And since you love cats as well, Penelope will let you play with Sergio.

Spencer didn’t speak much throughout the dinner. You were expecting him to spit out more interesting facts about every single person’s costume at this table, but he kept his mouth shut and listened to the others talking.

At first you thought it was because of your presence right there at the table, but then Penelope kicked you with her shoes without the others seeing, and you noticed Spencer staring at you as if he was about to eat you.

You’d probably let him.

Before the whole party started, you were getting ready in the bathroom of the guest room when David came by to ask you how you were doing. You showed you all your makeup as he sat on the edge of the bed and you blabbed about how nervous you were to meet his colleagues, but also how excited you were to finally see Doctor Reid.

When David talked about him for the first time, you couldn’t believe a person like that could exist: a lover of nature and books, obsessed with coffee, graduated to a bunch of different things (you don’t know how he managed to study such a disgusting subject as physics!), a professor.

David talked about Spencer as if he was his son, with such a tenderness and kindness that he has shown to you over the years. You and Spencer were like his children, David loves both of you so dearly.

Which is exactly the reason why he thought it was a good idea for you to meet Spencer.

David didn’t tell you that he was planning on making you meet him because he wanted you to be with him, but he didn’t need to say that. He thought you’d be the perfect match for Spencer: no matter your hate for physics, you had a lot of things in common.

Both of you love books.

Both of you are professors.

Both of you are obsessed with Nature.

Both of you have a very dark apartment with books everywhere.

Both of you go stargazing whenever you can.

Both of you spend hours inside of a library just staring at books in order to pick one to take home.

Both of you love lavender scent candles or incense.

Both of you are quiet, but extremely endearing and adorable.

However, you’re an extrovert and Spencer is an introvert. You’re louder and you love going outside to meet new people no matter your quietness, while Spencer would rather stay at home and watch a Russian movie than meeting others.

It’s not like David wanted to change Spencer, absolutely not. He just thought you’d be his better half in a way to complete him, somehow. Everything he doesn’t have, you do. Everything you don’t have, he does.

It’s like the last two pieces of the same puzzle fitting together.

You didn’t know David’s plan at first, but you realised it as soon as you walked down the stairs to meet Spencer Reid’s chocolate eyes. You knew he was going to come over, which is why you made sure to be extra-perfect for the party, but you never thought you’d catch his eyes looking at you or your body the whole night.

Spencer doesn’t know that you were looking at him in the same exact way, with probably the same exact purpose: you want him more than anything and you’re determined to have him. It doesn’t matter where or when, you know you’ll have him however you want and wherever you want.

Maybe not tonight, maybe not tomorrow but you will someday.

“Why did you convince Dave to throw a little party the day before Halloween?”

Spencer’s smooth voice captures your attention, forcing you to turn around. You’re met with a pair of chocolate eyes that leave you completely breathless: he looks so fucking hot like this, with the first three buttons of his white shirt completely opened and the hat long forgotten.

His unruly curls look so soft, you wonder how it would feel to run your fingers through them.

He’s lingering on the doorstep, watching the grey smoke from your cigarette vanishing into thin air. You shrug with a little smile over your lips, putting your free hand over your hip.

“It’s Mischief Night, Spencer!”

His eyes brighten up. “You know what it is?”

You widen your eyes, nodding. “Of course I do! I don’t really celebrate it, but I thought it’d be nice to switch things up for me.”

“Did you know that the term ‘Mischief Night’ was first used in Britain and not here in the US? It didn’t mean October 30, it was actually the day before May Day. – Spencer explains, taking a step further and closing the door behind his back – Young people played practical jokes, such as switching shop signs, overturning water tubs and trapping people inside their houses.”

You let out a low chuckle, inhaling through your cigarette before blowing the grey smoke out. “That’s very interesting, Spencer. I used to play pranks on people all the time when I was a child. It wasn’t really a tradition for me, I thought it was normal because all the kids in my neighbourhood would do it.”

His eyes are not leaving yours. “Pranks?”

“Hm, yes. I used to throw eggs at my neighbour’s car, even though that wasn’t really a prank. I hated that man with every fibre in my body because his kid stole my dolls. I had to get back at him somehow, but then his kid moved away while the neighbour stayed behind.”

“Ouch, that’s pretty sad.” – the young doctor mumbles, pointing to the chair underneath the gazebo – How about we sit there?”

You don’t answer him, simply walking through the plastic curtains before sitting down on one of the chairs that were previously occupied by you and David.

“I wasn’t really nice at the time, it’s long gone.”

“I bet you’re not nice either now.”

You raise your brow, smirking. “Oh, I’m definitely still a bad girl.”

Spencer chuckles, shaking his head. He got you exactly where he was hoping to get you, but he doesn’t know that you’re a much better player than him.

When you want someone, you get them. And you get them begging, whining, moaning, panting, withering underneath you until they’re a weak, pathetic little mess that you love to play with.

You’re excited to see how Spencer will be by the end of the night, if something happens.

“Can’t wait to see that, honestly.”

His words throw you off track because you were not expecting them, and when you turn your head to look at him, you realise that he wasn’t expecting them either. His eyes are widened and his mouth is slightly opened, while his right hand is ready to cover it. You don’t know if he said that and now he’s acting weird because he wants to see your reaction or because he’s really shocked by his own behaviour, but you’re definitely amused.

Ah, this cute little man will be the death of you. You can’t wait.

“So eager to have me in your bed, aren’t you?” you roll your eyes

As much as you’re amused and you’re curious to see what he’s going to do, you want to push him just a little bit. Teasing someone and then leaving them hanging is the best, especially if you get to see their shocked expression on their face as you walk away while they need to cover their little problem.

Tonight you feel nice, though, so maybe you will help this someone with his problem.

“I, uh... I’m sure your bed is much more comfortable than mine.”

You crush the butt of your cigarette inside the ashtray. “Should we try it so we can compare them?”

You can see Spencer gulping, his eyes scanning your face as if he’s trying to understand whether you’re joking or not. You were just teasing him – or maybe not. Definitely not, because you’re quite curious to see how he’d react with your legs spread open just for him and your fingers playing with yourself while waiting for him. After all, you’re a Goddess tonight – which means he will need to worship you, kiss every inch of you and savour the taste of your skin.

“Or we can stay here and look each other in the eyes until someone gives in.”

You put your right hand underneath your chin and lean forward, staring into those beautiful eyes that immediately look away from you. You don’t know if he pulled away because you made him uncomfortable by being so close to him or by your words; either way, you feel bad because this wasn’t your intention. You were just playing, but maybe you played too rough with him.

After all, he’s the “baby genius” of the group – as David always said.

You wonder if Spencer could give you a baby genius.

The thought makes you smile.

“The others will hear me.”

His answer comes as quickly as the quick movements of your eyes on his face. Spencer is thinking about your proposition, which makes you squeeze your legs together.

“They won’t if I keep that sweet little mouth of yours occupied, don’t you think?”

Spencer struggles to look you in the eyes, terrified that you might see the desire flashing behind his and going straight to his groin. He has been trying to hide that little problem for the past hour. He thought that coming out here and talking to you innocently would’ve helped him stop thinking about you riding him, but it didn’t. Nothing helped.

“Do I have a sweet little mouth?”

You hum, chuckling at his blushing cheeks. “Of course you do. You have the prettiest lips I’ve ever seen. I bet they’re soft, too.”

Spencer lowers his eyes, blushing even more at your compliments. How can he react like this just because of a few words? You haven’t even touched him or told him how you’re going to want him to touch you, and he’s like this?

Hard and needy?

You find him adorable, but pathetic as well.

You’re going to break this boy down piece by piece and you’ll love it.

“I’m not going to kiss you right now because I probably won’t be able to stop.” – you mumble, placing a hand over his knee – “I’ll tell David I’m not feeling too well. You know where the guest room is.”

You stand up before he could open his mouth to answer you and you leave him outside, gently approaching your uncle. Placing your hands on his shoulder, you wait until he finishes talking about the last time he went to Italy and ended up taking the wrong train, with no money, no clean clothes.

You’ve heard that story so many times and it’s still so funny, because you were right there with him. You were the other person that lost their luggage on holiday and ended up having to buy everything inside of a supermarket, along with Krystall.

It was weird, but so worth it.

When David is done talking, you tap him on the shoulder and you lean forward. You whisper in his ear that you feel a bit lightheaded because of all the alcohol you have drank the whole night. He touches your hand, looking at you worried.

“I’m sorry, pumpkin. Do you need me to do something? Do you have your medicine?”

You nod your head, smiling softly. “Yes, thank you. I’ll come back when I feel better.”

Kissing his forehead, you tap his shoulders again and then you apologise to the rest of the guests, excusing yourself out of the room.

You don’t like to interrupt a party to announce that you’re not feeling well, especially if it’s a lie, but you’re not going to turn the chance of having Spencer all over you down. It’s what you’ve been waiting for since you saw him at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at you as if you were the most precious creation on Earth.

David glances at Spencer stepping inside the living room with his cheeks totally flushed and his eyes down on the floor. He doesn’t know what happened outside and, honestly, he doesn’t want to know, but he could see how you affected Spencer.

You weren’t the only one who noticed his hungry eyes on you the whole time.

The rest of the team, especially Penelope and David, did.

“Hey kid, are you alright?” Luke calls out

Spencer clears his throat, facing the rest of his team. “Hm? Oh yeah, everything’s fine. I was just looking for some, uh, water. I’m thirsty.”

Penelope holds back a laugh when David glares at her.

There’s no need to embarrass Spencer any further because he’ll be done as soon as he not-so-subtly asks if he can use the bathroom upstairs.

“Are you sure you don’t want a glass of wine?” Emily asks

Spencer shakes his head, heading to the kitchen. “No, I’m good with water. Thank you.”

Luke takes a sip of his wine, leaning against the chair. “What’s going on?”

Spencer ignores his question, opening the fridge inside the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. He needs it because his mouth is so dry due to his nerves. He knows he’s acting weird and the rest of the team probably understood what’s actually going on, while you don’t have a clue.

Upstairs, you’re taking off your shoes.

You wonder what Spencer has told the team to cause this silence and you start to get nervous, because maybe you shouldn’t have been so eager to have Spencer with you. You don’t want anybody to know what’s going to happen in your bedroom if he shows up, so you hope Spencer doesn’t mess things up for you.

You don’t really want David to give you the “you can’t have sex with my colleagues in my house” talk, even though he’ll probably say something tomorrow morning – or in the next few days you’ll stay right there.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Startled by the sound coming from the door, you almost drop your phone on the floor, but you manage to put it on your nightstand. It’s incredible how fast he was, but you don’t blame him: you’re as eager as him.

Straightening the skirt of your black dress, you head to the door. You hoped you’d have enough time to undress.

You open the door.

“Hi.”

Spencer stands in front of you, his eyes not leaving yours. “Hey.”

You grab him by the red tie around his neck, pulling him inside of your bedroom. He closes the door behind his back and his mouth immediately covers yours, making you stumble as you try to get back over to your bed.

Okay, you were definitely not expecting Spencer to be like this.

You were not expecting him to kiss you as soon as you opened the door, but you don’t complain. You wanted to do this when you were outside on the patio, so you’re grateful he has made the first move.

His hands slide down over to your thighs, gripping them as you gasp against his lips.

“We have to be quick, I told them I was going to the bathroom.”

You nod without interrupting the kiss, biting his bottom lip. You will be as quick as you can, hopefully he’ll be as well – you’re not sure if you’re going to have enough time to actually have sex with him right now, but there’s no rush.

“Then, let’s get to it.”

Spencer gets on his knees almost immediately, not giving you the time to enjoy the last kiss he gave you. The sight in front of you is just as hot as you thought it would be.

“Don’t make a sound.”

You roll your eyes, sitting on the edge of the bed. “So bossy.”

His eyes widen at your words, biting his bottom lip. He didn’t mean to make you mad – he’s terrified of you not giving him what he craves the most.

“I’m not, I just... don’t want the others to know what I’m doing.”

You run your fingers through his hair, gripping his curls. “They won’t, but put that mouth to use so it’ll be occupied.”

Spencer looks up at you for a few seconds, his lips parting as you speak to him in a tone of voice that sends shivers down his spine. You can feel and see the flashes of desire behind those beautiful lustful eyes, it’s incredibly hot.

“Go ahead, gorgeous. I’m waiting.”

His fingers slip underneath the skirt of your dress, exploring the soft skin of your thighs. You bite your bottom lip, staring at him as he makes his way under your dress to leave a trace of kisses from your knee up to your thighs.

You raise your leg and put it over his shoulders, keeping your right hand through his soft curls as you tug on them. You knew the sight was going to be delicious as soon as you met him, but this was incredibly hot – even hotter than before, when he was staring at you as if you were a painting.

Spencer is trying his best to not make a single sound, his mouth busy to kiss and worship your thighs.

You can’t really see his face from where you’re sitting so you lift your skirt, just enough to spot those beautiful pairs of eyes staring back at you.

“Hi.”

Spencer leaves another kiss on your inner thigh. “Hello Y/N.”

“Looking good over there.”

He lets out a soft chuckle, his fingers hooking up your panties before sliding them down your legs. You kick them away as soon as they reach your calves and you spread your legs, biting your bottom lip.

“Beautiful. Just as I thought.”

Blushing because of his compliments, you raise an eyebrow. “You thought about me like this?”

“Through the whole dinner.”

Spencer kisses down your inner thighs again, the gentle brush of his stubble against your skin setting it on fire. You know that your thighs will be covered in little nicks by tomorrow morning, but if this is the price to pay... you’re more than willing to spread your legs for him.

“You must have an incredible imagination, Doctor Reid.”

He worships you with his tongue, tracing it up to your inner thigh before sliding it over your clit. The sound that leaves your mouth will be forever imprinted in his mind, replaying over and over each time he’ll think about you.

“Fuck. An incredible tongue, too.” – you struggle to whisper, running your fingers through his curls before tugging on them – “Don’t stop.”

Spencer doesn’t plan to, closing his eyes and allowing his tongue to caress every inch of you and taste the sweetness of your heat. With his head buried between your thighs and your hands pulling his hair, Spencer thinks he just landed in Heaven – or where things are so perfect, a place he doesn’t want to run away from.

Normally, he would keep eye-contact with the person he’s ravishing, but today he knows he can’t do that. You probably wouldn’t mind, but Spencer wouldn’t be able to last at all – your eyes are magnetic.

It’s not even about the colour or the shape, it’s about the desire flashing behind them.

It’s a combination between your attitude, your confidence, your words... a dangerous mix that makes Spencer high alert on everything you do and say.

If he looks at you, he will come untouched. That’s it.

He can’t have that, he doesn’t want to disappoint you and no matter how quick his refractory period is, he doesn’t want to wait. He needs to be inside of you, he needs to orgasm because you want him to, he desperately craves to obey each one of your orders and watch you come undone before doing it himself.

Spencer wraps his lips around your clit, sucking it gently before you grip his hair. He knows you’re holding back those moans – the first one betrayed you, slipping out of your mouth before you could stop it. He wishes he’d be in another bedroom, maybe his; in another house, maybe his.

So you could be loud. So loud his neighbours would knock at his door and beg him to keep it quiet, which would make you and him way louder than you should be.

“Keep your eyes on me, Doctor Reid.” – you whisper, desire oozing from your voice as you move your hips against his face – “I want you to look at me while you eat me out.”

Spencer suppresses a frustrated whine, struggling to open his eyes, but managing to do as you wished. He doesn’t want to look at you, he doesn’t need you to see him completely wrecked just because of your salty taste.

You push a second pillow underneath your head, propping it high just enough so you can admire the amazing work Spencer is doing between your legs. And when you meet those chocolate eyes, you notice something strange.

His left hand is not on the bed.

“What are you doing with that hand, Doctor?”

Spencer stops his movements, pressing a soft kiss right above your clit in hope to distract you from the question you asked.

“Nothing you need to worry about.”

You raise your brow. “Are you touching yourself?”

Spencer doesn’t answer your question, burying his face between your legs again. His tongue delves deeper inside of you, making you shudder at the sensation. Your hands immediately fly right behind his head, pushing him right there where you want him the most.

He knew he was going to distract you.

He hoped so.

“You dirty little slut.” – you manage to speak, your voice broken by the pleasure amplifying more and more through your body – “Does this turn you on, Spencer? Are you hard because you’re eating me out?”

Spencer tightens his grip at the base of his cock, moving his hips slightly forward with his eyes still settled on your face. The hum he gives you in response to your question tells you that yes, he’s indeed turned on by all of this.

You don’t blame him.

Oral sex is one of the best act you could ever give or receive.

“Don’t stop.”

Spencer closes his eyes and savours your taste, gripping your thigh with his left hand and pushing your lower body towards his. You can feel yourself ready to topple over the edge, the pleasure tightening in your stomach as soon as his tongue slides up and down your clit.

You gasp and whimper at his movements, enjoying the wet sounds of his mouth devouring you.

“Spencer..”

You feel the tension snapping within you as you come, gripping his curls and tugging them even harder. Your back is arched and you don’t know for how long you’re going to be able to stay quiet, because this feels too fucking good.

Spencer doesn’t budge at your movements, his tongue relentlessly touching you, stimulating you to the point you can barely breathe.

Every cell in your body is on fire.

Then everything stops.

Spencer pulls away with his mouth and gets up on his feet, using his wet hand to touch himself. You’re dizzy and your legs are shaking because of the pleasure that ran through you, but as soon as you see him moving, you move.

“Do you want to come inside of me, darling?”

Spencer’s eyes snap wide open, staring at you with his parted lips. “Y-Yes.”

“Then fuck me.” - you mumble, gripping his tie - “Fuck me, but be quick. You don’t want the others to know what you’re doing, do you?”

He shakes his head, stroking his cock. “I don’t care.”

You giggle, sitting back up with your legs wide open. “Oh, you don’t? Do you want them to know how naughty you are? How hard are you because you ate my pussy?”

Spencer whines at your words, struggling to keep his eyes on you. “I… Please.”

“Please what, darling?”

“I don’t..” - he bites his bottom lip, pushing the head of his cock against your clit - “I can’t fuck you, I don’t have condoms.”

“Are you clean?”

You’ve never seen such a greedy man in front of you, silently begging you to let him fuck you and just come inside of you. Spencer looks incredibly beautiful, bent over towards you with his lips slightly parted and his right hand stroking his cock.

You feel your mouth water at the sight.

You lean forward, placing a hand underneath his. Spencer gasps.

“Yes! Yes, I’m clean.”

He’s so embarrassingly desperate.

“I’m clean as well.” - you tell him, grabbing his left hand - “Come on, fuck me.”

Spencer obeys, immediately pushing his length inside of you. His eyes close and he throws his head back, a soft moan echoing through the room as he finally feels the warmth of your walls tightening around him.

He didn’t even wait for you to be ready, he just wanted to get inside of you as quickly as possible.

So eager, so desperate.

It turns you on more than it should.

Spencer is glad you let him fuck you, because he wouldn’t have been able to stop thinking about it for the rest of the night. Waiting wouldn’t have been that merciful, now that you think about it.

“You feel so fucking good.”

Spencer moves his hips, lifting yours just enough to allow his cock to slide even deeper inside of you. You take all of him, adjusting to his size as you grip the bed sheets all around you.

“Fuck me, Spencer.”

He blinks, putting his hands underneath your thighs. He pushes your body closer to his, forcing you to close your legs around his waist. He doesn’t lift your whole body off the bed, but he lifts your hips.

And when the angle changes, you swear you’re in Heaven.

Spencer starts thrusting inside of you, his eyes never leaving your face because he wants to see you break down all over again. He needs to see you in pure bliss, he wants to push you off that edge again because that was the hottest thing he has ever seen in his whole life.

He didn’t think you’d let him fuck you right now.

He’ll forever be grateful for that.

“C-Close.”

You feel delicious all around him, tight enough. Spencer will dream about this for days, for weeks, for months - or until the next time he’ll be able to have you like this again.

He hopes it will be very soon.

You run your fingers through his hair, grabbing him by the tie with your other hand in order to have him closer. Spencer whines against your lips, kissing them feverishly.

“Come for me, darling.” - you whisper, the pleasure building rapidly behind your belly button again - “I want you to come inside of me, please. I need it so badly.”

You don’t know if what you’re saying makes sense, you’re too lost in your own pleasure and in the beauty of the man on top of you. The whole world stops as soon as his hands hold you down against the mattress, pinning you to the bed and preventing you from wiggling away.

You can’t do anything besides take all of him inside of you.

You wouldn’t change a thing.

Spencer doesn’t need to be told twice, feeling his tension getting tighter and tighter until it snaps, quick and hard. And he comes, painting your walls with his cum just as you follow off the cliff of pleasure with him.

It was quick, it was rough, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Spencer nurses your orgasm with slow thrust, riding his peak as well. Enjoying the tightness of your body all around him, he forces himself to keep his mouth shut when all he wants to do is praise you for being so fucking perfect.

He wants to do this all over again, until you can’t do anything but moan his name.

You’re still shaking because of your orgasm as Spencer collapses on top of you, his mouth attaching to your neck to nibble on it. You can feel his cock twitch inside of you and you wonder what Spencer would do if he saw the mess he has made between your legs.

It would be fun to force him to clean it up.

However, you can’t. Not now, at least.

He got hard because he ate you out, he’d probably get hard again. As much as you’re dying to have him in your mouth, you have to wait until the party's over and you can sneak out of your room to head to Spencer’s place.

Or his car.

You don’t care where you can have him again.

“Good boy, you did so good.” - you mutter in his ear, caressing his curls - “You’re incredible, Spence.”

He doesn’t want to pull away and pull out, he wants to be between your legs for the rest of the night. You feel too good right there, underneath his body with your hands touching him and caressing him.

And you smell so good.

“Thank you. You were so perfect.” - he starts to say - “So, so perfect… Wish I could have you every single day. Fuck, you felt so good.”

He keeps whispering praises to you, how much he loved fucking you and eating you out. You can see how relaxed he is now and you wonder if he’s alright, because you’ve never had someone be so dependent on you after sex.

It’s… interesting.

And fascinating.

“Thank you, darling.” - you tell him, tapping his chin - “Pull out now.”

Spencer obeys your order, immediately taking a step back and pulling out of your body. His come, mixed with your own arousal, drips out of your body, pooling right underneath you.

The sight makes him lick his bottom lip.

“Later, okay?” - you tell him, placing a hand between your legs - “Now go downstairs, yeah?”

Spencer lingers right in front of you for a whole good minute, staring at the mess he has made right between your legs. It’s incredible how just the sight gets him immediately on his knees, but you’re quicker than him.

You snap your fingers and you grab his arm, pushing him back up. “No. Not now, later. Wait for me in your car when all the others will leave, okay? I will find a way to sneak out.”

The young doctor stares at you before grabbing you by the face, immediately attacking his lips to yours. You close your eyes as you wrap your arms around his neck, standing up from the bed and feeling his come dripping down your thighs.

You hope he’s going to make another mess later.

“Okay, okay.” - Spencer says, sliding his hand down to your thighs - “I’ll wait for you.”

You don’t want to pull away from him, but you have to.

Walking him to the door, with your skirt completely raised up to your hip, you give him another peck on the lips. Spencer lingers again with his mouth on yours before opening the door, forcing you to take a step back.

You don’t want the others to see you.

“Clean up your face, darling. You look like someone who just ate some good pussy.”

You wink at him, pushing him out of the door.

It’s true, he had the chance to taste you and now he won’t think about anything else.

He should, because as soon as he gets down to the living room, everyone is looking at him.

Spencer washed his face and fixed his tie, making sure that there’s no trace of you on him. He doesn’t want the others to know that he got on his knees for you, that he buried his face between your legs, that he has just fucked you hard and fast until he had the chance to fill you up.

The thought makes him smile.

You felt so good all around him.

He loved watching you crumble along with him, because you were so tight and...

“Are you alright, Reid? Is Y/N okay?” Penelope asks

David rolls his eyes, lifting his right hand. “I don’t want to hear anything. She’s my niece!”

Spencer keeps his mouth shut, sitting beside Luke. “She’s... She’s really good.”

The party goes on for at least one more hour, then one by one, the rest of the team heads home. Spencer is the last one to leave Rossi’s mansion, not really sure whether to get out of the house and wait for you somewhere on the road or just come clean with David.

He’s a profiler, he knows exactly what is happening between you and Spencer.

Spencer made sure not to mention throughout the night, but he couldn’t stop thinking about how and how hard you kissed him. Everything you did, everything you said was so intoxicating – and it wasn’t just because you are extremely beautiful.

No, it’s just...

Everything.

Spencer can’t pinpoint exactly what he loves the most about you.

“Are you waiting for Y/N?”

Spencer blinks, turning to look at David. “Me? No, I was just...”

“Y/N!”

David calls out your name and Spencer’s heart drops to his chest, shocked by his action. He wasn’t expecting his colleague to yell your name, mostly because he was hoping no one downstairs understood what was happening just a floor up.

Apparently, they all did.

You open the door of your room, your head poking out at the top of the stairs. “Yes?”

“Spencer’s waiting for you.”

You look at him for a split second and Spencer waves at you, clearly embarrassed by what’s happening right now. You don’t blame him, you want to bury yourself with your bed sheets right now because you weren’t exactly planning on going out in the open with Spencer.

You don’t complain.

Hiding would’ve taken you minutes or at least an hour.

And you were starting to miss Spencer.

Hopping down the stairs in nothing, but a sweater and a pair of black leggings, you nod your head. You grab Spencer’s hand and place a kiss on his cheek, turning your head to look at David.

He’s not surprised.

Instead, he smiles.

“Ah, my new favourite couple.” – Krystall chimes in from behind, placing a hand over her heart – “Are you guys going out to celebrate Mischief Night all alone?”

Spencer feels like a guy who just arrived to pick up his girlfriend from prom. It’s not embarrassing, it’s just a bit unsettling so he turns to look at you – and when he does, and your eyes meet, he feels relaxed.

This is not that bad.

“Yes, there’s a Drive-In cinema not too far from here. I think we’ll go there and get to know each other.” – Spencer says, staring at you with a sheepish smile on his face – “Y/N is really interesting.”

You blush at his complement, gripping his elbow. “So charming.”

Krystall coos, nodding her head. “Alright! Have fun, guys. And enjoy Mischief Night! Be careful, there are kids egging cars around this neighbourhood.”

You yank Spencer by the elbow, running outside David’s house in silence. There’s no need to say anything, because if you open your mouth you will probably start laughing until you can even breathe anymore.

You were trying to be so secret... And it didn’t work.

It obviously didn’t work, you’re not as sneaky as you think you are.

Spencer opens the car door for you, closing it before jumping on his own seat.

“Oh my...”

He giggles first, covering his mouth.

You try your best to keep your mouth shut, not wanting to give in. This is not funny, this is quite embarrassing and you know you will never hear the end of it the day after. David’s not going to let you go so easily, and he’ll probably give you the whole speech about safe sex and how young you are compared to Spencer.

Thirteen years are not that much!

“We got caught.”

“I’m not surprised.” – Spencer says, turning to look at you as he leans forward – “I know a place we can go to be alone. No one will bother us, not even kids with their eggs.”

You nod your head, placing a hand on top of his. “So you can be as loud as you want while you watch me suck your pretty cock.”

The young doctor bites his bottom lip at your words, your hand immediately sliding from his to the bulge already forming between his legs.

He’s so easy to work up.

“Take me there.” – you tell him, placing a soft kiss over his lips – “Now.”

Spencer has never driven so fast to a place before in his life, dying to feel your mouth all over him like you just promised. He’s not going to hold back now, enjoying everything you can give him and giving you even more than he could do at David’s house.

If tomorrow your jaw is sore and your thighs are covered in little bite marks, you don’t complain. Maybe heading to that dark place with no one around and having the young doctor have his way with you was the best idea you’ve ever heard.

You hope to celebrate Mischief Night like this every single year.

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[where-theres-smoak-2]

So I just stumbled across something, that as a non-book reader, I thought was interesting about the crysknife in the Dune universe, purely by accident.

I was actually trying to find out why the fremen thump their chests before/during a fight. Like we see Jamis do it in Dune part one before he and Paul fight, he thumps his chest twice. We also see Paul himself do it, first right before his duel with Feyd Rautha in part two. It's the same motion he thumps his fist twice on his chest in response to a fremen soldier who does it first. We see Paul do this motion again in the middle of his duel with Feyd, this time he does it after Feyd has knocked him down and then called Chani Paul's pet. I was wondering whether this motion had some symbolic meaning, like was it to rev themselves up before a fight? Was it an intimidation, challenge or warning to their opponent? Or does it have some other deeper meaning? I did wonder if it had some connection to the sandworms. I know the fremen see Shai-Hulud as a god type figure and they do sometimes punch the sand to call the attention of sandworms, so I thought maybe there was some kind of connection there, percussion and rhythm being important in fremen culture perhaps? Anyway I never found an answer as to what the meaning of this double fist thump on the chest meant, so if anyone does know or has any ideas, feel free to leave a comment.

What I did find out though, through a reddit thread, was a whole lore around the crysknives that wasn't included in the movies, but this lore adds so much more meaning to the pre fight taunt 'may they knife chip and shatter.'

The first fact I learnt about the crysknife also makes the scene in Dune part one, where Stilgar and the other fremen cut themselves when he says that they will take Jessica and Paul to the Sietch, make more sense. I did wonder why they did that and figured it was some kind of blood oath not to harm them or something. But it actually turns out that once a crysknife has been drawn it isn't allowed to re-sheathed until it has 'tasted blood' even if the blood is your own. So in this instance they had all drawn their blades in anticipation of a fight, when Jessica then bests Stilgar and the decision is made to instead take them to the Sietch, Stilgar and the Fremen then cut themselves so that they can re-sheath their blades. Which was an interesting detail to learn and honestly clears that scene up a lot. It seems to be a lesson of be careful before you draw your blade because you will have to get it bloody as well as a promise to draw blood when they draw their blades.

Another thing that was mentioned in this thread was that the blood lubricates the blade and helps prevent it from shattering which can happen if the blade isn't properly cared for. However there did seem to some dispute over this in the thread and some were saying this wasn't in the books and others were saying it was, but if it is true it adds to the whole 'may thy knife chip and shatter' taunt because its basically saying I hope your blade doesn't taste my blood and therefore chips and shatters.

But something else that adds to this taunt is that another part of the lore is that crysknives disintegrate when their owner dies, they literally shatter. So 'may they knife chip and shatter' translates to you're the one who is going to die causing you blade to shatter. Which I actually find really interesting because when I first heard Jamis say it in part one I thought it was like him wishing bad luck onto Paul when actually it was more like Jamis saying bitch I hope you die. Which is actually a lot darker and more threatening then wishing the inconvenience of a broken blade onto someone.

But yeah it was interesting to learn more about the crysknives, I wish they had put some of this lore into the movies.

#dune #dune part one #dune part two #dune part two spoilers #dune part 2 spoilers #fremen #crysknife

[spearxwind]

i think also a huge part of why artists majorly refuse machine-learning (bc that’s what it is, i refuse to call it ai bc it’s inaccurate and gives tech bros too much credit) is that the people currently championing and developing those tools actively want it to replace artists. They loudly and proudly hate the arts and want every creative professional put out of work. They want every creative HOBBYIST to give up. I have seen machine-learning art generators call us artoids (like ‘femoids’ incels or unhealthily online misogynists use to refer to women. To give you the idea of the kind of hate-fueled superiority we’re dealing with) and circle-jerk to the idea of art no longer being a career and no one being able to ask for commissions anymore.

Machine-learning tools are currently a symbol of people who see creativity and art as an enemy, a boogeyman to be slain. They are designed accordingly - stealing human work to create the data, designing it so that people can generate ‘sketches’ or ‘doodles’ to deceive the layman that it was hand-drawn, using real-world likenesses without consent, etc. When tech bros get tired of weaponizing machine-learning because they think we need to get ‘real jobs’ or that furry porn artists charge too much for comms and need to be stopped, it will probably be a lot easier for artists to embrace it as it’ll be a lot easier to develop ethical tools. On top of making development easier, it could become a great tool to make the visual arts accessible for people that have disabilities affecting drawing ability. It could be a wonderful technology.

But as it stands we’re not there yet.

WHATTTT.... ARTOIDS 💀.............................. that is THE most cringe fucking word ever im gonna start calling them fucking inceloids or something

Arent these the people who also have hentai addictions and collect all sorts of images of anime women breasting boobily? Do they think before AI that those images just popped up from the aether? They should also get real jobs that arent living in their moms basements and being a hateful little bitch

It's kind of hilarious that they think machine learning models will be the the end of art though. As if art hasnt been a core human function from prehistoric age and as if it hasnt survived hundreds of purges, demonizations, and attempts to erase certain styles and movements and people. We're going to prevail no matter what and they can die mad about it

#i think every ai tech bro should be strapped to several sticks of dynamite and exploded like fireworks #ask #anon #ai #i do agree with you on calling it ai im gonna stop using that but i will keep the tag for simplicitys sake #since its what people use the most. but you make an excellent point of it just being machine learning. cause it is #the thing that gets me is how these generated images are literally what people thought digital art was like five.. ten years ago #just click a button and make an art. nevermind learning the tools and the fact you DO have to draw it #i think people who were against digital art should hardcore come back to be against generated images like this. THIS Is their boogeyman

[relatableblorbopoll]

Round 1 of preliminaries, group 5

The first two places get a place on the bracket

Little reminder: there will be 2 more rounds of preliminaries, the losing blorbos of this poll still have 2 chances of getting in the official bracket

Propaganda under the cut

Melissa Chase (Milo Murphy’s Law)

"Her self worth is entirely based on her grade point average and getting straight As. She can’t remember anything, ever (specific examples include forgetting her maths book regularly, her student pass for the subway, and how many days are in February). However, she CAN remember the blood type of every president. She is terrible at throwing She gets visually upset when she realises that a plan was changed last minute, and that an academic event she expected to do well in was combined with a sporting event, giving no time to prepare for the new event She freaks OUT when she thinks she’s going to disappoint her headteacher- she doesn’t seem to expect to be given any actual punishment, just that the headteacher will be disappointed and think that she’s irresponsible She has a whole conspiracy room in her house dedicated to researching her best friend’s medical condition- Murphy’s Law being an interest that she is clearly very passionate about and interested in. she does all of that and still can’t remember her maths book. relatable queen her ambition in life is to be a “journalist, and queen of the universe” "

Candace Flynn (Phineas and Ferb)

"A ball of stress and anxiety. She's always angry because nobody listens to her, cares about her feelings, or believes her about anything, which tbh is like the quintessential teenage girl experience. Secretly just wants her parents to recognise and appreciate her."

V-Flower (Vocaloid)

"they believe that people only care about them when they are in pain"

Ciaphas Cain (Warhammer 40k)

"Don't let the sharp jawline and the mutton-chops fool you: Ciaphas Cain has no idea what he's fucking doing and would very much like to not be here right now. He is a high-ranking Commissar, essentially a walking morale boost for Imperial Guard soldiers and one of the only symbols of hope in the grimdark Warhammer 40k universe. He also has no idea how he got the job or how to get the hell out. Commissar Cain spends all his time accidentally doing magnificent bastard things while trying to run away from danger and dying inside. Over the course of his books, he's named Hero of the Imperium, has a hot mommy inquisitor fall in love with him, and saves hundreds of planets per panic attack he has. His cowardice and impostor syndrome are second only to my own, and that's why he's just like me fr."

Percy Jackson (Percy Jackson series)

"he's got big no thoughts head empty energy! he loves his friends and girlfriends SO much (more most YA characters, i think; he would have no qualms about sacrificing the world to save the people he loves, which goes against the typical hero). he is almost always ready to fight a bitch. he has adhd and accidentally says things he shouldnt all the time (but this has made him good at problem-solving, bc he creates a LOT of problems for himself)"

MK (Lego Monkie Kid)

"Oooooh boy where do I begin. MK the Monkie Kid is the protagonist of the story but he has *so many issues*. He wants to be a good person but has a whole lot of impostor syndrome and is convinced he will only hurt people the more he tries to save them. He is convinced that every major villain in the show is his fault, even as far as misremembering/changing up some events to put blame onto himself He also has an absent mentor figure that was supposed to help him but guess what he had to figure out all his powers on his own so abandonment issues go brrrr. He has so much anger toward his mentor Wukong but he just *bottles it all up* (common theme) Also he is so trans and adhd coded. First, MK is a nickname. We don’t know his real name, but it is v much implied he used to go by something else. He and his friends also puts a lot of emphasis on manly stuff like ‘I’m a big boy!’/‘he’s a Monkie *Man*!!!’/‘im the smartie boy, the plan man!’ He also has trouble focusing and listening to other people, is sometimes blunt and he is VERY interested in Sun Wukong and the journey to the west (Chinese classical novel that the show is based on) and just in general always needs constant reassurance and support from his friends. He is often compartmentalizing his feelings and internalizes a lot of fear and blame is also suppressing a part of himself that scares him. (Which, same) He loves his friends so much and tries so hard to keep them all safe, even hiding his own problems and worries from them as an attempt to protect them. He wants to go back to season 1, back when each episode was a villain-of-the-week kinda story, with no world-destroying threats. But nope, he saw the horrors, and he can never go back to the bubbly Monkie Kid from the beginning. Also he is terrified of spiders :>"

#melissa chase #milo murphy's law #candace flynn #phineas and ferb #v-flower #ciaphas cain #warhammer 40k #percy jackson #percy jackson series #mk lmk #lego monkie kid #tumblr polls #tumblr tournament #character bracket #character tournament #preliminaries

[where-are-the-spooky-gays-2]

I talk about Virgil a lot so here are some random (some AU specific, some not, NOT ALL IN THE SAME AU) headcanons I have for Remus with mediocre elaboration:

— low empathy autistic. Has to be taught some empathy. I don't mean he's a danger, I just mean it doesn't initially occur to him that something might hurt someone emotionally. Also this usually comes with more of an explanation but I ✨don't remember the entire explanation✨

— he/they/it/various neos. I just think they'd vibe with it. I don't think he'd totally rock with she/her but y'all know headcanons are individual and I very much love seeing she/her and transfem Remus too <33

— tics. Sometimes they're worse than other times. Usually in a human au. Not with any specific disorder in mind when thought of

— this one is less mine and more my one friend's but Imma include it anyway: they wrote about him in one AU having a schizophrenia disorder. I don't remember the specifics but some of it was Remus seeing and hearing people/things that aren't there, which caused him and a lot of other people distress, and it furthered their "this is why people look at him odd but really he's not odd" agenda. He thought he was broken. Nope turns out his brain's just a bit different. Cue "ohhhhhh"

— y'know 80s/90s punk aesthetic? Yeah. Also thrifts like a bitch like they're out there all the time.

— walking calculator and can do a truly abhorrent level of math in his head. But cannot for the life of them do English. Like what the fuck is a semi colon. Ain't that the thing in your body?

— marine biologist or a mortician for his job I CANNOT decide.

— has horror movies as comfort movies <3 like "okay I'm sleeping now hmmm I'll put on the original Halloween" and then dozes off to it

— has facial hair other than the mustache. Removes the facial hair other than the mustache

— truly the most monstrous mullet you have ever seen except it's somehow hot. Like against all odds it's hot on it.

— writes down its worst intrusive thoughts in a notebook and when the notebook is full, burns it. That way it's an almost symbolic way of "FUCK these ideas"

— cusses just so goddamn much

— in some few AUs (I have to specify); smoker. Started as a teenage rebellion habit and now it's kicking their ass.

— tooth gap. I fucking love tooth gap.

— the grey streak isn't dye actually it's a birth mark. Roman has a similar one but he dyes it (neither brother is bothered by this)

— has fake blood splattered on several pairs of shoes just because it can and they think it looks cool

— reaaaaaally tries to pretend they don't care about Roman (highschool specific au) but also shows up for all of his theater shows and is always giving a standing ovation every time and has cried at a few performances (but definitely not no because they're too cool 😎.. *sobs*)

I feel like this is too many but ya get my vibes for him? :D I hope. I love them. They're so cool. It's just. AAAA

— 👑

Dude I fucking L O V E all of these S O fucking much oml!!! These really match Ree's vibes and them being a walking calculator is S O fucking underrated (Also “What the fuck is a semi colon ain't that the thing in your body?” is so R E A L XD) I really dig the notebook burning thing I think it would really help get it's thoughts out and he can find it therapeutic because F I R E <3 Also the highschool one has me cackling just

Remus: I could give less of a shit about Ro

Remus: *goes to all of his shows*

Remus: *sobbing and clapping* That's my fuckin' twin y'all!

True Punk behavior XD

#really love the design takes too <3 #creativitwins #remus sanders #roman sanders #ts remus #ts roman #sanders sides #thomas sanders #asks #answers #👑 anon #not a countdown

[shuihuzhuan]

ive been rooting against avatar in the poll bc i only know about it but like the stuff you and dante have been saying . make me a utena hater too

avatar shouldn’t have made it that far believe me i’m an avatar the last airbender hater to my core but being told for years that utena is up my alley because i like women and weird metaphors and symbolism and then finally watching it and basically being hit with “hi! my name is kunihiko ikuhara. i hate women and lesbians and brown people and ESPECIALLY when little girls get to have fun!” felt like i was getting punched in the gut. everyone who likes utena loves making jokes about sex pests who prey on middle school girls because. er. the main characters are middle school aged. they’re thirteen to fourteen. you get to see their whole asses and titties out in “symbolic” shots nearly every episode. trying to watch it made me feel like i was gonna get put on a fbi watchlist. the sole brown girls gets beaten every episode and at the end it’s actually like “oh she was putting everyone in the timeloop because all girls suffer like her” WHEN ON SCREEN THEY. DONT? YOURE JUST TOLD THAT EVERY OTHER GIRL’S PAIN IS SUPPOSED TO BE COMPARABLE TO THE SINGLE BROWN GIRL THE WHOLE SHOW HAS BEEN FIXATED ON BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF? and that’s somehow supposed to be cathartic. and i guess it could be if you’re a stupid white woman, which is the brand of person who makes up half this site. i don’t think i’ll ever forgive these ugly motherfuckers for trying to make me watch a show that makes me feel like i’m watching some black and white silent film levels of racism towards the evil (singular, again) brown man who is Mystical and Barbaric, look at how he rapes his sister! We, the glorious japanese empire i mean yamato ethnostate i mean utena have to SAVE her from this barbaric practice. but it’s not like she wants it, the ungrateful bitch . so we make her seven shades lighter in the movie, okay? watching utena and then looking into anything else this guy has ever said or made is like “oh well i undersfand everything” because i don’t think the guy who made uh (looks at smudged writing on back of hand) at least two lesbian incest sexual assault joke shows is going to have anything interesting or nuanced to say about lesbians to be quite honest. the guy came up with the idea for utena because he decided that sailor moon was too much fun for little 14 year old girls. AND DO NOT GET ME STARTED ON HOW THE FUCKING FANBASE LOVES TO BLAME THE SINGLE WOMAN ON THE BE-PAPAS TEAM FOR ANYTHING EVERYTHING THEY DONT FUCKING LIKE ABOUT THE FRANCHISE

[ryuichirou]

So do you have any more kuro ships, or is it just sebaciel and greenviolet?

Anon, I thought I’d just give you a link to the post where we mentioned our Kuro ships, but the post was written exactly a year ago (woah, this is freaky), and didn’t have a half of our ships, because after that point we read more manga and ended up having a lot of new ships.

So I wrote a new list and talked too much about everyone lol And I still think like I failed to mention a lot of ships and people…

A lot of these are “wow that would be hot” types of ships, and unfortunately I don’t have a lot of sketches (or any) for the majority of them, but maybe one day… I hope :”)

Beware of spoilers… and Ciel ships. A lot of Ciel ships.

Sebastian/Ciel – well that’s a given. Can’t talk about these two in this post, because it’ll be way too long, but maybe one day I’ll be enabled to write a long-ass essay about why they work so well as a ship… We used to dislike them lol mainly because we didn’t like Kuroshitsuji back in the day.

Undertaker/Ciel – not real!Ciel for now (haven’t seen a lot of him yet, so we’re a bit conflicted), just our og Ciel. Looking at some of the official arts, sometimes it feels like Kuroshitsuji is Yana’s sick “love” (heeeeavy quotes) triangle between Sebastian, Ciel, and Undertaker lol And this is much more complicated than that, but it’s still a fun idea, especially considering all the visual motifs and symbolism. But even without all that, Undertaker teases the hell out of Ciel, and this is always the best thing possible.

Lau/Ciel – speaking of teasing Ciel lol I love how annoying Lau is to Ciel sometimes, and how he is still one of the closest allies that he has. And Ciel doesn’t even trust him (or anyone), but is somehow okay enough with him to not only do business together but also play card games and such. I also love how to Lau, Ciel is like this ultimate entertainment: there is always something fucked up or fun going on in his house, so of course he’s going to come visit unannounced. Ciel is also pretty cute to him, and I can’t ignore this fact lol Of course he’d want him to wear a cute dress. This ship has a lot of aesthetic value…

Abberline/Ciel – “who?” you might say, and I shrug. Only the best character in the entirety of Kuroshitsuji? No biggie, really. In all honesty, this kind of started as a joke that went too far. For some reason, whenever Ciel sees an earnest man, he just can’t help himself and starts teasing (and straight up flirting with) him, and Abberline is very earnest. I love how he always teases him, how both he and Sebastian keep calling him “Underline” and stuff. It’s nothing too serious, but I feel like Ciel at the same time has some kind of a soft spot for Abberline because of how good-natured he is, and still is very condescending towards him somehow. Abberline is of course super oblivious and confused.

Diedrich/Vincent – this is pure insanity. I almost feel bad for Diedrich for putting this ship there, but it’s so stupidly entertaining, they are so great together, and by that I mean “wow Vincent really did fucked up this man’s entire life and went “I know you’re not going to do anything about it bitch <3””. They would make the best problematic sitcom about a toxic relationship…

Diedrich/Ciel – The Emerald Witch arc, man. It changes people. I can’t say that this is like a well thought-out ship, it’s mostly the whiplash from Ciel in a dress (again, for some reason) smugly commenting on how much Diedrich has changed that killed us. But all this aside, the idea of Diedrich being haunted by Vincent’s ghost he sees in Ciel’s eyes is also very amazing. Nothing healthy or good about that. But amazing.

Lau/Ran Mao – I’m sorry, these two are weirdly delightful. Maybe I just love Ran Mao too much and Katsu loves Lau too much, but the idea of them just always having the best of times together and being unapologetically horny while also actively making everybody around them sliiiightly uncomfortable is the best. Wait, what’s even better is the fact that they just keep lying about being siblings lol Are they doing that because everyone thinks that they are related because they think that all Asian people look the same? I hope they do.

Finnian/Ciel – these two really grew on us, well, we liked Finny even before due to his unhinged nature, and these two have a dynamc that is reeeally our cup of tea?? Very loyal but a bit naïve and absurdly strong (and creepy) boy + his young master?? Their interactions in the Emerald Witch Arc are wonderful. Finnian’s backstory is extremely sexy.

Finnian/Snake – really really love their dynamic and their bond, just two weird boys doing weird boys’ stuff. We haven’t read their part of the latest arc yet, but when we do, I’ll probably draw a couple of sketches of them, I really want to.

Greenhill/Violet – these two need no introduction… 🦁🐺💚💜 lovelies…

Redmond/Bluewer – while Herman and Gregory absolutely overshadowed these two, I want to note that we do love these boys too, and I really need to draw them too at least once. I still think about that one person who asked if we’re going to draw them… I feel so bad… they’re good together… I love smug assholes with glasses-wearing nerds…

Undertaker/Othello – these two are intriguing. What happened between you two? What’s going on now? The fact that Undertaker used to be so different from how we know him today is also very interesting, we would love to learn more about them, PLUS! Height difference + Othello cute.

Sebastian/William – I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT THEM OH MY FUCKING GOD!! The Circus arc!! The amount of "mattaku"s William was sending Sebastian's way, talking shit about him all pettily, talking about how much he hated being stuck in the same tent as him, just how much more "please fuck me but I am playing hard to get though" can you get? I am sorry, this is our Sebastian/annoying shinigami ship.

Honorary mentions:

There are a lot of characters that we really love but don’t have any ships with (yet???), and examples would be Charles Grey, Cheslock, BLAVAT SKY!!!!!!!!, all the cunty boys from the Weston College arc LIKE MAURICE FOR EXAMPLE, Alois… kind of. Also women, but I’ll mention them later.

We love Alois very much, he is very special to us for a lot of reasons, but we didn’t really end up shipping-shipping him with Claude? I absolutely love Alois’ love for him, both in a shippy and in a character writing level, but Claude himself just doesn’t give back anything, which is exactly the point I guess. Ironically, this time around we got kind of invested in Claude/Ciel, because hoo boy this guy went absolutely bananas lol it was so entertaining to watch.

Ironically, the one character whose interactions with Alois we absolutely loved was Luka. And in a dramatic turn of events, the Shrouds ended up giving us a dynamic that is surprisingly similar to them, I guess Yana enjoyed these two as well. Well, you’ve probably heard us talking about this dynamic: “I would do anything for you even if it means everyone else dies, I just want you to be happy”, with a younger brother that looks so innocent but in actuality is very sinister and determined to do anything for his brother’s happiness. We ship them.

Also… Real Ciel? A can of worms that we aren’t quite ready to tackle yet lol Mostly because there’s little to no info about him yet.

Also also I can’t not mention women. Women of Kuroshitsuji are way too gorgeous, this isn’t fair. When Yana got asked about who she drew them for (considering the audience of the manga), she said that she drew them for herself and I felt it so much. Unfortunately, I can’t name any ship with them, but Nina, Jane, Mey-Rin and Ran Mao are… great. You can easily guess which arc completely annihilated me lol, I would love if it were a yuri manga….

Ending on a much less cursed note, we like Agni and Souma as a unit as well as their relationships and themes (and how they mirror Sebastian and Ciel), but we don’t ship them romantically because they’re not our type of relationship.

#replies

[resident-idiot-simp]

I’m so glad you liked my idea! :D

In this Au I don’t think people would be born as hybrids. Around the age where kids start developing personalities that’s when they’re the most open to absorbing the ambient magic around them. The forms they take being dependent on a combination of the persons spirit and the local magic. It requires a lot of magic so it’s pretty rare and mythics require even more magic so are rarer still. It’s unusual to have more than one hybrid in a family let alone siblings and one being a mythic to boot is basically unheard of.

There’s room to change what creatures Price, Gaz and Ghost are I just went with lions because it’s England’s national emblem. I love Irish roach too but DRAGON.

Farah and Hadir are unequal opposites both hybrids but Farah is a mythic and they represent different elements and want different things in the end freedom vs retribution (I also wanted a hybrid antagonist instead of making all the bad guys human).

Farah x Alex = roast beef :,D

Laswell isn’t a mythic but she is also very rare she grew up on or near a hidden fossil when other hybrids (especially reptiles and some birds) get near her the feel like they’re in the presence of something ancient.

Golden eagles mate for life (Alrudy) and the snake the eagle eats on the Mexican flag is a rattle snake but I think it was originally a different one and Valeria does work better a a viper

You are so right with nick btw polar bears are one of the few animals to actively hunt humans and they’re smart to.

I think the first thing to change for soap were his eyes, they went from blue to BLUE and ever since everyone’s been to afraid of tainting the pure little Unicorn to even touch him. Being viewed as near holy did not help the religious guilt. This could also work with him being trans masc or just gay. Also did I say this was Ghoap yet?

Everyone listens to a mythic they are put on pedestals and viewed as nearly holy and hurting one purposefully is nearly unthinkable for most regular people, so having several in the military even if they are fierce creatures is nearly unheard of let alone with Soap. They usually become celebrities or spiritual leaders.

Shepherd mission in life is basically “if I can’t have special magic then I’m gonna make those who do suffer”. Makarov’s is to wipe out the walking talking crimes against nature. He’s one of the few deadend to magic like the opposite of a hybrid but that does mean magical tracking, attacks or other affects don’t work on him.

Nearly everyone has a bit of magic in them they can use and feel, hybrids and mythic hybrids have more Laswell has more then most still.

Thank you for letting me word vomit I hope you like some of the background info.

I LOVE THAT AS A WAY TO EXPLAIN HYBRIDS THAT WORKS SO WELL! THERE IS SO MUCH POTENTAL!!!

I see why you chose that but honestly it almost to many lions. What you could do is have Ghost's transformation happen around the Roba period. I know that goes against the premise, but it would be an explanation if you wanted to do something else. Maybe a chupacabra or OOHHH A BLACK DOG!!!

Agreed Irish Roach is based but DRAGON!!!

Good thought process on Farah that absolutely makes a lot of sense as well as some of the bad guys being also hybrids.

FARAH AND ALEX MY BABIES!

I like that a lot Laswell gives the ancient knowledge vibes.

THE SYMBOLISM WITH ALRUDY AND VALARIA 10/10 (I'm a bitch for symbolism)

My thoughts exactly it also narrows down presumably a wide range of other bear hybrids. Polar bears are so cool and I have never seen one be used in a hybrid AU.

I love the Soap angst (I'm also a bitch for Soap angst) lovely ideas for potential angst it works very well. I did figure it was Ghoap when is it not.

That is such a cool concept and it really makes a lot of sense. Do you think you will have any hybrids that are disliked and on top of that to what extent do mythic hybrids extend to. Ie what counts as something you can be a hybrid of because there is fae and other stuff (yes this is a roundabout way to ask if wendigo hybrids could exist)

Both motivations are just perfect chefs kiss. It fits both of their personalities and Shepard strikes me as a spiteful old bastard. And Makarov is just pure evil.

I like that addition I think it really ties the premise together.

I WILL TAKE ANYTHING YOU WILL GIVE ME!!! Feel free to drop by and give me more whenever you want I am living for this!

#call of duty modern warfare #cod modern warfare #call of duty modern warfare 2 #modern warfare #hybrid au

[your-friendly-neighbourh00d-fag]

your hcs have intrigued me immensely and i would also like to know about funkobra if its not too much trouble :]

'if it's not too much trouble' babygirl i am literally in love with you shut up

ghoul is Never Ever Ever Ever Allowed to drive Python [kobra's bike]. well, he's not allowed to drive the Am either, but kobra enforces the rule so much harder than party. its fine though, ghoul likes riding with his arms around kobra's waist anyway :) [< oneshot idea hello.]

kobra's such a simp, like when ghoul puts even the teeniest tiniest effort into how he looks [even just like. cleaning the grease and sand and blood off his face] kobra's like. oh. hi. hello. who is this beautiful person i see. and incredibly embarrasses himself blushing. god forbid ghoul puts on eyeshadow, kobra'd DIE

one time they tried to bake together. the oven blew up.

they like watching the stars on the roof above the diner

ghoul has nightmares a lot, and kobra often wakes up in the middle of the night to find him crying, so kobra has to comfort him. usually the best way to fix it is to just hug him really really bone crushingly tight until he falls back asleep.

that's also why they never sleep in the dark, there's always a few candles on, or the blinds open so the stars light up the room

ghoul's really religious, but kobra and the witch are tight, which makes for some... interesting dynamics. ghoul's all 'kobra you have to respect her!!!' "if you're praying tell that bitch to stop resurrecting party on witchfucker wednesday"

kobra has a tattoo gun, and he's always adding ones for ghoul. the most recent ones, he got all their joy symbols done down his collarbone. kobra kisses those.

they make dumb bets all the time, like 'if this coin flip lands heads then i get all your rations for a week' "if you dont clear this jump you have to sleep outside tonight" and then jet has to come in and be like. no no. you don't get to starve eachother just because you lost a bet. you dont have to commit to the bit that hard.

kobra teaches ghoul to read, but he still likes kobra reading to him best

ghoul will only ever use petnames in spanish [i read in a fic somewhere that he was half spanish and i love that so much and now its canon to me] like, he'll never say babe or sweetheart or anything, only hermoso and los querido and mi corazon

ghoul loves bright colours and stuff, so he has a bunch of necklaces and beaded bracelets and stuff that kobra made him which he wears everywhere, even if they're under his shirt or whatever and you can't seen them. his favourite one's red and yellow.

kobra def gets really avoidant when he's anxious, and he just closes himself off from everyone, getting into a 'what if they all secretly hate me' mindset. ghoul always has to remind him no :( i dont hate you :(

they find an abandonded tin of nitrous and try to make ice cream one time, it actually works out better than they expected. buuuut then the girl gets sad because IT'S SO GOOD WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE'S NO MORE

one time ghoul //accidentally// left his bomb wip in their room. he slept in the diner booths for a week after that.

when ghoul started dressing more fem, kobra was GONE. like party has had to leave the room several times because the staring was getting embarrassing. kobra kid simp agenda!!!! im so serious!!!

:D it is literally. eleven thirty so i need to Stop but !!!! the sillies ! !!!

#remi i hope i have adequetely informed you on funkobra things always ask me if you want more hcs i love doing them #<3 #love you my silly goose #piper.txt. #piper's ask box #piper talks to the beloveds #funkobra #fun ghoul #kobra kid #mcr #danger days #the true lives of the fabulous killjoys

[maytheleiabewyou]

Analysis of the German gay film #freierfall / #freefall PART 3

For the 10th anniversary (omg! 10 years already!) of one of my favorite movies I decided to make an analysis of the film and especially of the scenes between these two great actors. Max Riemelt and Hanno Koffler. Kay and Marc. Marc and Kay.

HERE IT IS PART 3:

I'm back bitches! Now we are closer to the best scenes of the movie. (yay!)

When we like someone there is always that moment when we already have a slight idea of our feelings for the other person and we kind of avoid them a bit or play hard to get (what's the point? If in the end we're going to fall for them anyway) That's what happens when Marc tells Kay he doesn't want to go running and ignores him at the gym (Marc honey, who do you think you can fool?) This scene actually has a lot to do with the title of the movie #FreeFall. When Marc decides not to go running in the woods he is deciding not free falling with Kay (what he doesn't realize yet is that there is little he can fight against that).

Now we enter into THE scene in the film that justly appears on the poster advertising it. There is so much to comment on here that I don't know where to start. Let's start with the soundtrack. BTW, here is the Spotify playlist of the soundtrack. (Look the names of the songs!)

We see Marc running alone through the forest and the music manages to coordinate with the rhythm of the apprentice policeman. The chords of this song provoke restlessness, intrigue and above all expectation for what is going to happen next. As the shot moves away from Marc's face and encompasses the entire forest path, a deeper note announces Kay's arrival.

When Kay reaches him he greets him with the phrase that unites them, "Breathe evenly" and always with a sympa attitude. Kay, not receiving an answer, repeats those two words again and Marc responds angrily, pushing Kay's hand away to give Marc a little slap on the back of the head and exhorts him to stop.

When they stop running, they stop in an area where the number of trees prevents the light from entering clearly. It is no coincidence that almost all the moments, especially the first ones, take place in the forest. It is their comfort zone, their safe place, where they do not have to hide because it is a place that by its very nature is a remote and intimate place. In the forest they can be themselves. Apart from their gestures and attitudes, it is very important to extract the maximum of the symbolism provided by the different elements for the understanding of the film.

Kay approaches slowly and Marc, without taking his eyes off Kay, moves backwards. A clear sign of avoiding what is coming, of fighting what is going to happen. Until Marc stands still. Kay's hand goes like lightning to Marc's face and Marc insists on fighting the irresistible. Marc is acting quite aggressively. This happens again and again until…

Kay grabs him tightly and manages to embrace him so that Marc cannot escape successfully. Although Marc is almost at the end of the cliff that leads to the free fall, he continues to shake his head, trying to push Kay away in a very subtle way and without putting up much resistance. They are very close to each other. They are able to inhale the air the other exhales. Until there is no distance that can separate them anymore because Kay is kissing Marc hard.

Although it is a forced kiss, Kay opens his eyes from time to time to check on Marc. And Marc's lips follows Kay's. It is something aggressive where the sexual tension between the two is undeniable. Even the viewer here is breathless. Kay has launched into kissing him, but they are short, soft kisses.

Consent comes more clearly when Kay pulls down Marc's hood very slowly leaving him time and space to escape, but Marc decides to stay. (I adore this moment!) He decides to stay with Kay. Kay kisses him grabbing his cheek gently and tenderly. And I say Marc's consent comes here because the time it takes to remove his hood Kay is announcing to Marc that he is going to continue kissing him. Now they both have their eyes closed and Marc is very horny (well actually both of them) when Kay's hand is already touching his cock. Kay continues to kiss him passionately like there is no tomorrow.

They have already free fallen, not into the abyss but into the pleasure and passion they find in each other. Their skins call each other, claim each other, need each other.

All rational thinking is dead and there is only the fieriness and the desire to each other. We know this from the clumsy and rapid movements between them, where touch and smell have been enhanced and they are eager to smell and touch each other. And especially when Kay can't stop masturbating Marc. When Marc catches his breath and seems to be satisfied thanks to Kay, Kay can't stop giving him little kisses on the cheek like a little boy. Kay is so cute.

Buuuuuut, Marc has come to his senses and his body begins to reject Kay when he denies him those kisses. Rational thinking has come back to life and all he wants to do is run out of there. They both look at each other but they have completely different messages. Kay is looking for a reaction, for Marc's feedback of what just happened when he grabs his arm again, and Marc, even though he looks at Kay, has a blank stare and can only think of running away. Run away from there, run away from Kay.

(This is the first time we really see Marc running fast hahaha).

*Controversy of this scene* When I saw the movie for the first time, I loved this scene. It is the first scene where there is a real physical and sensual contact between them, it is the first time since the movie starts that there is no doubt that they are attracted to each other, that there is something more between them than a joint training to be a cop.

When I watch it, I see a scene with a lot of realism, I see a couple of men who desire each other and that very likely could happen in real life. The speed, the aggressiveness, the clumsiness, the tenderness that they both exude. If it is true that after watching the film many times this is not (at all) my favorite scene between them. I'm not saying I do not like it, but now with a more feminist perspective I can come to understand why this scene has been controversial. I can see what many people has pointed out and is that Marc's willing is not much taken into account and only reigns Kay's insistence. The scene does contain violence. I understand the voices that demand a more consensual, slow and conscious first kiss, but we are talking about characters that embody the stereotypical rough, aggressive and police male. And I think if Marc had felt violated he would have seriously stopped Kay and not kissing him back.

Thanks for all the feedback from the previous publications and to the owners of the gifs I used (I loved them! @everythingmaxriemelt & @jaketwistandjakegyllo ), here you have the 1st & 2nd parts in case you missed them <3

#free fall #gay cinema #gay movies #hanno koffler #lgtbq characters #gay story #freier fall #marc x kay #max riemelt #i hope you like it #thanks for the interest #thanks for reading #passion

[sunflowersandcherryblossoms]

Me: *Mentions an idea previously discussed on Tumblr about the connection between the Shiba Clan and Squad Zero*

My older son: *"Yes And..." my dumb shit...*

Because I was talking about how the transportation used by Squad Zero is the exact same as Kukaku's Flower Crane Cannon.

There was this headcanon that I really like that the Shiba Clan became one of the Great Noble Houses because of that specific contribution to the Royal Realm and Squad Zero way before the Reio's mutilation. (He was already the Soul King before Ichibei — And the Tsunayashiro Head — gave the idea to mutilate the Reio because they were afraid to lose their own power to him, I guess...)

So my son goes like:

"What if they'd started as the original Royal Guards?"

You know... Before Squad Zero starts being formed to the way we know them now...?

It makes sense that the Head of the Shiba Clan was the only one to oppose the mutilation and try to offer another way to keep the Worlds separated.

It also starts making sense that it was so easy to banish and pretty much destroy the Shiba Clan if, as another theory put it, the Shiba Clan was the only ones who tried to repeatedly try to find one amongst them worthy to become the vessel for the Reio's powers and therefore release him from that "existence"...

Let's say Ichibei held a grudge and took the opportunity to influence the outcome of events and take out the Shiba Clan almost completely...

But still, they need them. They need Kukaku and, even though the she keeps moving her house, apparently Squad Zero knows exactly where to find them to send the Tenchūren back to the Royal Realm.

Of course, because we always cannot stay on one topic... Or one aspect of the topic, I then was like:

"Hey! By the way... Have you seen Senjumaru's face?"

At first he was like:

"Her hair style kind of looks like Shinji's..."

Me: "No... Look at the face and the eyes..."

And that's when he arrived at the same conclusion I had...

Senjumaru kind of has the Kuchiki Resting Bitch Face™...

So,of course, I presented my dumb idea:

"What if she was a member of the Kuchiki Clan?"

My son: "Is that why she was the one who didn't kill herself? Because the Historian amongst the Squad Zero needs to survive to tell the story?"

Me:

I mean... Sure... It's really grasping at straws, but...

Putting it in the context of my Sunflowers And Cherry Blossoms series, it becomes even funnier...

Senjumaru was in the 12th squad — Maybe a Kuchiki...

Hikifune was in the 12th squad — The creator of the Ginkon and (in my series) the one who helped Sojun and Kaori create Byakuya through the Reishi Input Pod. A kind of Godmother figure for him.

And Byakuya fucking hates the 12th squad, mainly because of the complete lack of morals from Mayuri...

It's hilarious, actually.

There was also that thing about the Squad Zero's crest in one of the cour 2 scenes, which showed symbols for each element, and Senjumaru's needle and thread heavily evoked the Kuchiki Clan's figures of the cranes they have on their crest.

(I cannot find the picture of that Squad Zero crest... Anyways...)

I just find it interesting that there could be a possibility of Squad Zero, in its inception, having personal connections to the Great Noble Houses.

Ichibei could even be a part of that mysterious, elusive Other House we know nothing about.

My son also mentioned the hands Kukaku used to have "adorning" her house.

"Oh, like the chopped off arms of the Reio?"

And it reminded me that the Shihoin Clan became a kind of Guards Of The Heavens and the "arms" of the Reio.

Imagine if they'd taken over said responsibility directly from the Shiba Clan after their initial falling out with Ichibei?

Just you know... Random thoughts...

#bleach #bleach meta #...of sorts...? #shiba clan #soul king bleach #ichibe hyosube #kukaku shiba #senjumaru shutara #some random headcanon #stay thoughts #me and my son just feeding off each other's lunacy

[dulcesiabits]

fic: where the stars fall

song: francesca by hozier

- okay, so the title is loosely inspired by the webtoon wait where the shooting star falls, because in my initial draft of this story, it was about childe and reader chasing after a star that's fallen to teyvat and the fic was heavily inspired by that webtoon. then i changed it to be about the zombie apoc, and then i changed it again to be a fairytale au where reader is a witch and childe is a silly human who falls in love with them. then i changed it back to a zombie apoc au, but kept the title, because i thought it was cute, and could also symbolize the end of the world/reader and childe trying to head north to potential safety. this idea has been marinating for several years, so i'm so glad it's finally finished!!! i wanted to sit down and write an actual long fic for my og genshin fav, haha.

- to be honest, this version of childe fic is one where i wanted to explore the idea of humanity, especially in a apocalyptic scenario. scaramouche worked so well as an antagonist, and i accidentally had too much fun writing his dynamic with reader i worried childe was being left to the wayside, haha. but hopefully the ending scene with childe reinforces why this is ultimately a fic about him and reader, not scaramouche!!! i love it when scaramouche is a bit of a bitch, lol.

- i actually made a conscious effort to move away from flashbacks and wanted to keep the piece continuously in the present. at first, i thought about going back and forth from present to past, but i worried flashbacks might slow the piece down. besides, this piece is about the relationships of everyone in the present day scenario of the zombie apoc, not about how their rls came to be. in short, i wanted to only explore the here and now!! besides, i wanted to keep the momentum going and see if i could work on portraying childe's and reader's close relationship in the present through dialogue and context without having to rely on flashback. this is the same reason i got rid of any line dividers; instead of clearly delineating where a scene ends and begins, i wanted to see if i could keep the pace as one continuous, smooth movement!

- sorry guys, this is a character study disguised as an action piece! so it might feel a little slow in that aspect. i'm not so much as interested in everyone killing zombies as i am in how people's mindsets as they adapt to such tough circumstances. it's also less romance heavy because there's no time for that in a dangerous situation! besides, i'm a fan of romance beyond words, so i dont usually like writing love confessions bc i dont like it when the emotions and rls is given a name. what childe and reader feel for each other is so strong i don't think love can really capture it. it's a very intense feeling, and neither are really in the right circumstances to explore their feelings. ultimately, this is a reader centered piece about someone wrestling with the violence of the world, the nature of humanity, and trusting others.

- you may be asking me, what the hell is wrong with scaramouche? so much lol. his chronic trust issues make him the perfect candidate to challenge a reader who wants to believe in others. when he was talking about a foolish idiot who was abandoned by his mother and betrayed by people he trusted, he was talking about himself! surprise!! scara once believed in other people, but was hurt and betrayed, so now he distrusts them. this is why he doesnt like reader, because they remind him of how he used to be, so hurting and betraying reader is a bit like self-punishment for him. what happens to him after the story? it's a mystery! you guys are free to imagine what you like. it's funny how big of a part he plays in the story, when initially, it was just going to be about reader's and childe's struggling relationship as the zombie apoc drives a wedge between them and their understanding of each other lol.

- some motifs i enjoyed putting into this fic: childe as as a dog/animal (and reader borrowing this imagery when theyre angry at scara), childe and reader handholding as a sign of closeness and trust, the violin as a symbol for reader's hopes, dreams and trust in others, teucer's radio also as a promise of safety/trust in others

- it's left a bit vague at the end, but i like how ambiguous the ending is! i think it can be read like reader is dying, or reader survives and decides to put their lot in with other people. it's also left ambiguous as to whether childe will stay alive or whether he dies. i'd be curious to see what other people make of/how they interpret the ending, haha.

- in my mind, the zombie apoc started bc of a virus unleashed by dotorre who got a little too silly in the lab. the virus was actually a top secret gov project created by a few scientists (dottore, tighnari, albedo, etc) but dottore betrays them by unleashing an imperfect version onto the world, and the other scientists are trying to catch him and to make a cure lol

#liya’s author notes

[nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius]

TBOSAS liveposting

IT'S TIMEEEEE

AT LAST

God I miss LOTR lighting

I'm gonna assume that's baby Snow. If only I could see his fUCKING FACE

Dude chopping up another dude and we're less than two minutes in. I'd expect nothing less

He looks like Draco Malfoy and I hate it

(I'm loving this though)

Nooo not Papa Snow

Put your shirt back on you little shit

HE STILL LOOKS LIKE DRACO MALFOY AND I STILL HATE IT

"where's the shirt" he says

That's such a weird way of phrasing it I'm sorry

Oh okay he did mean a specific shirt I'll shut up

I love Tigris

"future president" HAHAHAHA

These movies love their symbolism and I'm living for it

Ooooooh hello he's lying about being poor

Her name's Arachne! I always love the names in THG, they warm my nerd heart

Also her voice reminds me of Johanna

IT'S THE MUSIC

HELLO CREEPY LAUGH WOMAN

God she's gonna be awful isn't she. I love her already

SHE'S SO CREEPY

Oh I like Casca. There's this edge to him that I can't quite put my finger on

Peter Dinklage is a great actor

OOOOOH hello motives

I love how they just refer to them as "boy/girl". So dehumanising. So creepy

Damn the dress really makes her stand out

Who's the dude apologising to her??

GET SNAKED BITCH

Am I tripping or does her dress have snake designs on it

I'm not gonna lie the singing is my least favourite part of this so far. It feels a bit too out-of-place and Disney

Hanging Tree had impact. This, less so. I keep expecting a bunch of singing mice to join her on stage or something

Oooooh she's angry

So he's gonna manipulate her? What a surprise

Well that's a normal thing to do

RUN SNOW RUN

"this cage is delightful" that was much funnier than it should be

FLICKERMAN SENIOR????

ohhh look they're in a zoo I wonder what that could symbolise

This is hilarious

Ohhh Sejanus is a rebel he's gonna get FUCKED

"I'd like you to write up a proposal of these thoughts tonight" TRAUMATIC FLASHBACKS TO HIGH SCHOOL

Except I had to write up proposals on adding water fountains and whatnot. Not. You know. Mass murder

That is a terrible bloody lunch

Sejanus darling would you like me to slap your father

Side note, are those sweet potato fries? Horror

oh Marcus turning away from him made me so fucking sad

I've seen spoilers of this part so I know what's coming

STAB A BITCH

Awwww Snow's trying to help her

Such a shame he becomes the worst motherfucker in the world

Sejanus just 🧍‍♂️

His character development is really well-written so far though

Nice handwriting Snow

!!!!! Character with Down's syndrome!!!!!

Omg she held his hand

How old are these kids??

This keeps reminding me of high school and I can't

TOOTH BLOB IN A JAR I REPEAT TOOTH BLOB IN A JAR

Side note my very legal site just started audio describing in ?Russian? at me and I got jumpscared so hard

I'll translate that later

PRETTY SNAKES

CLEMENSIA YOU BITCH

Let him do all the work and take credit for it??? B i t c h

You're that one dickhead in every group project and I hope the snakes get you

I swear my experience of high school was fine

JUST BACK OUT YOU TWAT

You gonna die

AAAAAND she dead

Did they give her an antidote or take blood???

Probably the latter let's face it

Dill do you need some lemsip or what

Are they handcuffed together? I feel like that's not the smartest idea for protection

Oh no they're not

The indoor arena must go much quicker than the outside one

🎶HEEE'S A LUMBERJACK AND HE'S OKAY🎶

Whoa where did those explosions come from??

RUN SNOW

Awwww she stayed

Glad that Sejanus won't have to watch Marcus die though

Well this is ominous

Snow what are you doing down there??

Wait is he down there or not I'm confused

Oh okay he was

Are they gonna kiss??

OH THEY ARE

Scratch that no they're not

Well the Billy Taupe bit sure felt random as hell

What kind of industrial grade rat poison are they using out here???

NO YOU'RE NOT GONNA WIN IT TOGETHER

Jessop's losing it isn't he

"And smile. It's why we have teeth." That was HILARIOUS but also I feel like I could write a critical essay on it

Missing Stanley Tucci hours

So why's Sejanus there?? His tribute fucked off

DON'T YOU TOUCH THAT GIRL

Ah shit we're gonna get Rue 2.0 aren't we

The actual games bit is always my favourite part of the movies

OH FUCK

Well. We know what happened to Marcus

I knew it would be something horrible

YES SEJANUS

So that was why Casca said the thing about the door

I really like Sejanus. Which is surprising because normally my favourites are the horrible ones

HATE TO AGREE WITH SNOW BUT YOU REALLY SHOULD BE RUNNING RN LUCY

Oops she dead

WHERE'S THE LITTLE GIRL

I love how monotone he is. It's so different from Caesar's forced exuberance but it's equally unsettling. He's so detached from the death

So are they all just sat in the arena??

Omg

Omg Lamina

HE'S ALIVE???

WAIT NO I THOUGHT THEY KILLED HIM

God that makes everything so much more horrible

they're all cheering for her but she did it so he wouldn't suffer didn't she

I can see it in her eyes

AND THEY'RE JUST BACK TO THE WEATHER THIS IS GENIUS

"that's what happens when you do stuff" stop making me laugh

I hope Lamina gets a painless death. I like her

???why did it miss her??

Bit of an obvious question maybe but

Ohhh hello vultures I can't see you without thinking of Crosshair

I can see everyone sloooooowly twisting Snow and it's great

He's probably right I wouldn't trust that water

has he got rabies???

GAUL JUMPSCARE

I know Sejanus isn't gonna make it and I'm just waiting for the inevitable

goddd I want to believe Snow so badly

I think that's the clever thing. You never know how much of it is truth

"I don't wanna hurt you" proceeds to smash his head in

What was I literally just saying

Did Snow kill him??

maybe I'd be able to tell if I could fUCKING SEE

it wasn't that awful was it

Tigris darling it's too late

CALLED IT IT'S RABIES

Snow you evil genius

LAMINA NO

I liked herrrr

Owww fingers in the door

I knew Coral would kill one of them at some point

WILL YOU JUST DRINK THE WATER ALREADY

bitch don't you touch Wovey

Don't make me watch her die

DILL??? REALLY??????

At least they won't suspect if she dies

Reaper has a heart :(

fuck now I'm sad

no shut up

he's arranging the bodies you don't get it

I'm not gonna cry I'm not gonna cry

YOU GET THAT FLAG

This scene broke me

it's like a cape help

PLEASE DO THE SALUTE PLEASE

FUCKING SCREAMING

I have to rewatch that oh my fucking god

his name's Reaper his name is Reaper I can't

they killed Felix didn't they

for the reminder

THEY'RE GONNA CUT BACK AND REAPER WILL BE DEAD

I GUARANTEE YOU ITS GONNA HAPPEN

HURRY UP SNOW

Bye-bye Treech

I don't want Reaper to dieeeee

He might be my favourite character out of all of them

WOVEY'S ALIVE

WOVEY NO

You son of a bitch

And Reaper tried to warn her I'm gonna cry

THE SNAKES ARE SO BEAUTIFUL THOUGH

I want some

That's a fun way to die isn't it

I KNEW IT I KNEW REAPER WOULD DIE WITH HONOUR

What a man

"I can't have killed them all for nothing" STOP

They pulled a Cato again and made me feel sorry for the bastards right before they die

Fucking chills

It's still a bit Disney musical but I love it

UPRISING TIME

WOOOOOOOOO

Such a shame it's all gonna go to shit

maybe you shouldn't have used your handkerchief with your initials on you twat

Casca you bitch

What happens to Tigris??

NO DON'T CUT HIS HAIR IT WAS LIKE HIS ONE REDEEMING QUALITY

Sejanus you wholesome boi

WHY DO I FEEL LIKE SEJANUS COULD HAVE SAVED HIM

"it's a different world out here" aaaand there's the prejudice

why do I feel like he's not guilty

WHAT IN THE WHERE THE DEAD MAN CALLED OUT FOR HIS LOVE TO FLEE

HOLY SHIT I LOVE THAT

Snow nooooo you were doing so good

yes yes he would

I hope Sejanus lets her out

He's looking for Lucy isn't he

THERE SHE IS

Something something feathers in her hair

it's not a coincidence that she spotted him at that part of the song is it

Ohhhh Billy you dick

I can't even commentate at this point I'm too engrossed

oooooooooh she pulled away I saw that

KATNISS PLANT HELLO SYMBOLISM

Snow you bitch just run away

SNOW

SNOW YOU LITTLE FUCKWAD

Lucy darling he ain't pure at all

WELP SHE'S DEAD

Sejanus baby I just wanna hug you

why was Sejanus crying the saddest part of it

NO YOU WON'T

there's gonna be a dna sweep isn't there

I really want them all to escape together but I know that's not gonna happen

what the fuck

what the fuck sejanus no

SEJANUS NO

I KNEW HE WAS GONNA DIE BUT I NEVER REALISED HE'D GET HANGED

aaaand Lucy's gonna hear him on the recording isn't he

well fucking fuck

Oh okay they didn't

IS HE CRYING

oh he is

well now I almost feel sorry for him

I'm so conflicted rn

YOU SHOULD BE SORRY YOU GOT HIM KILLED YOU CUNT

ooooh you fucking liar

Also technically you indirectly killed a lot of other people

coryo what are you doing with that gun

well I know what he's doing I've seen the trailer but like

WHY ARE YOU SWEATING ARE YOU OKAY

well that wasn't awkward

Ohhhh we're coming up to that bit aren't we

"if something's happened we can talk about it" I love how he just suddenly became an awkward teenager

OH

OH IT'S THE SCARF

goddddd he's going insane

HE SHOT HER???

or maybe not

ohhh he's going mad isn't he

It's so QUIET

Suspense

Is she even still there?? Or is this just in his head???

I wonder if she'll ever work out the full story

The ambiguity is really infuriating but also really really clever

Is that an eel??

Well that was a vague-ass answer

where's Tigris??

God he looks even more like Draco Malfoy now

Oh there she is

LOADED ANSWER MUCH

ooooooooooooooh Casca backstory

SO HE WAS A SABOTEUR ALL ALONG

OH HE POISONED HIM

Not surprised

DAAAAAAMN WHAT AN ENDING

Not as good as the originals, but that was to be expected. I adored it and the Reaper scene is gonna be stuck in my head for the next three months thank you and goodnight

#morgan's live slug reaction #tbosas spoilers #tbosas