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scalamore · 1 year

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KR Rofan manhwa recs/current reading list

For archiving purposes. So I can look back and see if my tastes changed:

I tend to favor stories with an overarching plot, with character motivations driving the story. I like stories that are "shown" rather than "told", with ambiguous motivation. Although I LOVE happy endings, I like ones where the main couple struggles TOGETHER to achieve that good end through mutual communication and support. Bonus points if there are reasonable misunderstandings and not cheap ones for the sake of drama. I like when the characters fall in love after spending time together and getting to know each other and all their flaws. I know this genre is all self-fulfillment fantasy, but I actually feel offended when we get stores with such OP FL that it's ridiculous ^^; Highly recommend/I really enjoy I will buy merch for: YM (obviously) Secret Lady - Has the same vibe as YM, but more gritty with atmospheric art. The emotional duress and suffering and plot and foreshadowing is equal to YM. The Villainess Flips the Script! (I'll change the genre) - I like all the characters, and the story is fun I Stan the Prince - I like all the characters, and the story is fun 2nd life on the red carpet - I like all the characters and the story is fun Promising No Place for the Fake Princess - I'm not fond of the ending, but it's enjoyable so far The World Without My Sister Who Everyone Loved - I don't care at all for the main ship or how the plot progresses because she's an OP FL, but wow nightwitch's art is amazing The Perks of Being a Villainess - FL ends up being OP (of course), and ML is perfect (of course). Reading for Yoteh's godly art and their bickering. The End of the Fairy Tale is Dramatic - I like the personalities of the main couple, but don't ship them yet. Enemies seem pretty basic so far. We'll see.

Brain turned off, but I still enjoy this: I'm Engaged to an Obsessive Male Lead - Not sure why I like this. I don't particularly care for any of the characters or plot. Just a nice fun simple read I guess. I Am the Real One - Dropped it on the first read, is fun on the second read. I don't ship her with anyone. The Red Knight Seeks No Reward - Strong start, starting to fizzle. Marriage of Alliance- Not sure why I like this. I don't particularly care for any of the characters or plot. Just a nice fun simple read I guess.

Kills time I'll Be the Matriarch in This Life - Classic regressor/reincarnator who is OP and the weekly antagonists are a joke. Child arc is too long. Cardboard ML. Villains are destined to die - I liked the novel because I skipped the parts I didn't like.. but reading it in manhwa form... i don't even like the main couple at all. pretty toxic. I'll save this damn family! - I don't like the main couple, but I like the politics Transmigrator's privilege - First few arcs are ok, I'm not used to her being an adult Sigrid - Not sure why I like this. I don't particularly care for any of the characters or plot. Just a nice fun simple read I guess. Villain's precious one - not sure how the author dropped the ball after writing YM to this. Completely tropey with none of the emotional or plot delicacies from before Beatrice - I made it this far despite the questionable themes and messages, guess I'll finish. Broken ring - It’s ok. The theme of the FL having emotional baggage is similar to YM but I’m just not as invested in her. capable maid - FL is ridiculously OP and I don’t like the ML. Solidly 2nd male lead for me. I don’t get the romance. Plot is straightforward.

Did not enjoy at all/Dropped Roxana - I don't like the characters or plot (or lack of). OP FL. Marionette - I don't like the characters or plot (or lack of). OP FL. Stepmother's Marchen - first 2 seasons were strong, then really slowed down. Also, the family dynamic is weird How to Win My Husband Over - I absolutely can't relate to the FL or her situation or how they fell in love. Also abs window was too ridiculous for me. I Became the Wife of the Male Lead - I don't like any of the characters except the hot dad. OP FL. My Sister Picked Up The Male Lead - forgettable Father I don't want this marriage - I don't like any of the characters except the hot dad. Under the oak tree - I don’t like any of the characters and I don’t care about the plot I became the hero’s rival - everyone loves the FL when she’s solidly average, I don’t get the plot. I do like the friend though but she doesn’t carry the story for me Your throne- I don’t like the characters or plot. Mostly because I don’t like the chara designs How to Hide the Emperor’s Child - I don't like the ML Grand Duke, It Was a Mistake! - Premise was too ridiculous for me Wrong Confession - Premise was too ridiculous for me Elena Evoy Observation Diary -I don't like the characters or plot The Villainess's Stationery Shop - I don't like the characters or plot (or lack of). Not a fan of childcare stories. OP FL. I Will Take Responsibility for the Welfare of the Male Lead - Classic cold duke of the north Taming the Marquess - Strong start, not sure where this is heading. Also not a fan of contract marriage stories. Lady Devil - def can't relate to the charas I’m the Male Lead’s Girl Friend - why does everyone call the FL by her full name all the time? Beware the brothers - the choice of ML is ridiculous I Became the Tyrant’s Translator - Premise was too ridiculous for me Lady Baby - aimless

Completed series

Abandoned Empress - decently enjoyable. questionable ending with the messages it sends to readers.. but hey the ride was enjoyable. The Villainess Reverses Hourglass - Solidly enjoyable. Aria carried the show even though she was an OP FL. Easy villains though. The Reason Why Raeliana Ended up at the Duke's Mansion - Strong start but it lost sight of its original premise pretty quickly. Draggy. Raeliana was awesome, I didn't like Noah. Poor worldbuilding and secondary characters. Besides the one twist, straightforward story. Dr Elise - I don't like the characters or plot (or lack of). Cardboard ML. OP FL. Who made me a princess - Solidly slice of life with no clear plot or goal or antagonists. Tender Heart - First 2 seasons were solid, the ending was kinda weird.....

#manhwa #rofan

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pennstateuniversitypress · 4 months

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Q&A with Monica Chiu

The author of Show Me Where It Hurts: Manifesting Illness and Impairment in Graphic Pathography discusses the growing field of graphic pathography, its benefits, and more.

Why is graphic pathography such a fast-growing field, and how does it "work" for the drawing subject?

Graphic pathography allows subjects who have fallen ill or experienced a medical or clinical challenge to have their say—or rather, to draw their own representations. If the internal workings of the body disappear from consciousness when we are in good health, according to Drew Leder, their appearance as aches and pains during illness, I argue, invites artists to reenvision or revise Leder’s “recessed body.” Graphic pathography illustrates the experiences of illness, sometimes to critique a subject’s care and caregivers, other times to offer fresh perspectives on the effects of receiving chemotherapy, living with clinical depression, or struggling against anorexia, among many other experiences. Because the artists are freed from confining clinical representations to express themselves through the graphic line—one with infinite possibilities of showing what sometimes telling cannot achieve—graphic pathography invites aesthetic and personal responses by which others can learn and empathize. That medical schools increasingly are incorporating courses in graphic medicine, in addition to existing courses in narrative medicine (writing about one’s experiences of illness or impairment), teachers, students, and medical practitioners alike find that art can assist in healing.

What subjects do artists of graphic pathography pursue and why? Artists attend to illnesses and diseases such as cancer, Alzheimer’s, depression, dementia, anorexia, COVID—every experience is different depending on a multitude of factors, including support, race, economic class, gender, community ideology, and sexual orientation. Artists also address sexual reassignment surgery to offer needed information for those uninformed of the procedures, to dispel fictions about trans subjects, and to highlight their challenges. Others draw comics about caring for the old and infirm—assuring their readers that no one correct way exists by which to provide comfort—or tending to the very young who die young, in illustrations of grief. Health care providers cogitate, by reading or creating comics, on how to be a compassionate doctor, nurse, or other caregiver by highlighting the pressures and pleasures as well as the challenges and victories of their professions. Medical students illustrate how their exhaustion and sometimes lack of thoughtful pedagogy leads to self-critique and self-doubt.

What benefits accrue in creating graphic pathography for artists, readers, and healthcare providers?

Artists bestow agency on their cartoon selves through thoughtful depictions of their corporeality drawn against disciplining representations created for them under health care and within health care spaces. We might usefully remind ourselves that the Latin-derived term “patient” is defined (by the Online Etymology Dictionary) as the “quality of being willing to bear adversities; a calm endurance of misfortune; bearing of suffering.” Where do we see the unpatients (the nonpatient subjects) of graphic pathography, those characters who unwillingly bear adversity? Through comics artists’ self-representations, traces of the imputations of illness and impairment, or of medicine’s sometimes cold and categorizing gaze, are slowly chipped away, and sometimes completely demolished, in the artist’s manifestation. The term manifestation references showing by illustration, the man of the drawing “hand,” and that of keeping a log, like a ship’s manifest.

Why do so many graphic pathographies by and about white subjects exist in relation to the paucity of works by artists of color?

This is the question that concludes my study, among related inquiries that invite other scholars in the field to participate in writing about graphic medicine’s many representations beyond those by and about white subjects: if predominantly white bodies self-represent, what does this glaring omission portend for the larger field of graphic medicine and its readers? To whom does medicine cater? Historically, black men and women unknowingly served as experimental bodies for medical science; meanwhile, Asian immigrant bodies were grounded in cultural narratives of both disease and palliation, the former playing out currently during the COVID pandemic, the latter in the conception of them as model minorities. In what unfortunate ways do images of black, yellow, and brown bodies intersect with illness and disability? I ask us to inquire: how is an academic focus on comics by white subjects consciously exposing or unconsciously contributing to a historical convergence among race, disease, and/or disability?

Show Me Where It Hurts: Manifesting Illness and Impairment in Graphic Pathography is now available from Penn State University Press. Learn more and order the book here: https://www.psupress.org/books/titles/978-0-271-09682-7.html. Save 30% w/ discount code NR23.

#Graphic Pathography #Pathography #Medicine #Healthcare #Graphic Studies #Art #Graphic Medicine #Drawing #PSU Press #Penn State University Press

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eyeless-cunt · 3 years

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Not to be a bitch, but some ppl really will make characters and stories for a fandom whose name literally is a corruption of “copy-paste” and be like “do not use, do not repost” and like… fam, you should have just labeled it as horror instead of creepypasta. Implicitly, calling something a creepypasta is one step away from throwing your character in a group called the public domain gang and then getting pissy that ppl are “stealing”

That’s just my possibly morally bankrupt, steaming hot take no one wants to talk about.

I saw ‘not to be a bitch’ and was like. god dammit which pedo apologist/kastoway cock sucker is it this time….but….no no i see.

Listen. Everyone has full rights over their character and it’s fine to want people to not use said character a certain way. However you can’t stop people. There’s nothing physically stopping them from shipping your character with their fucking dad or whoever the fuck else.

Do I usually respect a creators rights ? Absolutely. So long as they’re not a shitty person: pedo, sexist, racist, transphobic, ableist, etc. Yno?

Stealing characters and claiming it as your own is shitty—that’s obvious—and even if you put something out there publicly you have the right to be like no fuck off that’s mine I made that. However you can’t stop people from shipping your character with other characters, drawing fan art of them, posting ab them, etc. You simply are unable to physically stop people and you should already be aware of what may happen involving your character after putting it out publicly on the goddamn internet of all places.

I mean—IM LITERALLY A CREATOR WITH PUBLIC BOOKS AND CHARACTERS. So it would be hypocritical of me to be like: ‘no. Don’t use Sulliman >:(‘ and then turn around and be like ‘lol fuck you guess what I used of yours haha’ BUT ALSO I PERSONALLY DONT CARE WHAT PEOPLE DO WITH MY CHARACTERS. Is that the same for every other creator? No. And that’s fine. They can be uncomfortable with someone taking their character and twisting them into some wack headcannoned version of them. They can be annoyed with people self shipping with their character. They can be angry about someone posting about their character. But they can’t stop them and every creator should be aware of this fact.

These are the risks you take when you put out a public character for people to view. Of course it’s amazing when someone respects the creators wishes and doesn’t do anything the creator has said they’re uncomfortable with—but that’s not how it always goes. We are all aware that in every fandom everyone creates whatever media of their favorite character—and it’s completely different from the rest of the fandoms interpretation. That’s how it goes. That’s what you should expect.

For example: My character Sulliman is sex repulsed. Absolutely abhors it—only would put his dick in something to get what he wants when all other options are exhausted. HOWEVER—a person who read my book absolutely adores Sulliman and wrote a self insert smut about him. Do I care ? Fuck no it was amazing to read. Is it cannon ? No. Is his personality in it a little (lot) off? Yeah. But I can’t expect them to write MY character how I do.

They don’t know everything about Sulliman—only I do. So I can never expect anyone to write anything on him that is actually 110% correct. They all have their own interpretations of him. And that’s to be expected. They all can think his favorite food would be meatballs (no.) or that he would fuck them in a wallmart parking lot (no.) or ship him with a FUCKING ROCK FOR ALL I CARE.

I don’t care. This is to be expected. These are the risks you are taking and any creator needs to be aware of them. That’s all, thanks.

#this is an incoherent mess sorry #ec speaks #anon ask #ask #nn #kastoway #creepypasta

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whatiwillsay · 3 years

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off topic - let’s talk about gaylena 👀

selena gomez is one of taylor’s oldest and bestest friends and given that she is in the 22 liner notes, a huge part of taylor’s life, and maybe fruity herself it seems like possibly we don’t talk about her here at the blog enough!

i don’t want to do a timeline of selena and taylor’s friendship - you can read more about that here, but they met back in the day when they were both dating jonas brothers and to me this idea of finding a real friendship in the midst of these contrived promances is pretty adorable.

ofc most of y’all think taylor is a fruit basket but i think there’s a good chance that selena is too! i’m not saying she is for sure but y’all know me. i’’m here to make a compelling case that everyone and their dog is gay so let’s gooooo!

Part I - At least one fake rs!

Selena “dated” Taylor Lautner in 2009 and he’s definitely gay. Of course, that doesn’t mean she is, it could just be PR, but y’all know I gotta note everything! We stan our fruity bffs dating the same gays 😍

Part II - Selena x cara delevingne

i feel like there’s a chance they met through taylor but everyone in that squad adjacent circle knows one another. cara dated michelle rodriguez for the first half of 2014 and then got with annie clark in March 2015 but it feels like it’s possible something has gone on between her and Selena from summer 2014 - early 2015? ...maybe something casual on and off a bit?

August 2014 - Steamy pics surface in Saint-Tropez, France

Selena and and a freshly single Cara vacation together in part to celebrate Selena’s 22nd birthday.

They party together and look cozy!

Pictures such as this surface and spark rumors around the two:

Selena apparently loves the rumors and gushes about being shipped with Cara.

Quote:

You say Selena drag queens were the true measure of success for you. But isn’t it true that you’re not truly famous until you’ve been the subject of a gay rumor? And last year, the tabloids had a field day with photos of you and Cara Delevingne. I’ve made it!

How did you react to those rumors? Honestly, I loved it. I didn’t mind it. Especially because they weren’t talking about other people in my life for once, which was wonderful. Honestly, though, she’s incredible and very open and she just makes me open. She’s so fun and she’s just extremely adventurous, and sometimes I just want that in my life, so I didn’t mind it. I loved it.

Notice she doesn’t deny them? Now of course she could just be being cool, if she freaked out about it that might be even weirder but hey, it’s still kind of interesting.

Then she admits to questioning her sexuality???

Have you ever questioned your sexuality? Oh, I think everybody does, no matter who they are. I do, yeah, of course. Absolutely. I think it’s healthy to gain a perspective on who you are deep down, question yourself and challenge yourself; it’s important to do that.

(Selena btw, this is cool and all, but not everybody questions their sexuality, maybe you’re just gay 👀)

November 1 - LACMA Art + Film Gala

they even left the event together 👀

and they hung out earlier that day as well:

They were seen the next day partying for Kendall Jenner’s bday singing to her:

a few weeks later Cara tweets Selena’s lyrics!

In December 2014 they are travelling together in texas:

in january 2015 they get cozy at the golden globes together!

and they leave together again:

January 19th/20th a bunch of gay nonsense happens

They post this gay shit with matching shoes and linked fingers:

then they say this to one another:

Enty says they were hooking up!

then we don’t get any more content that i can find for about six months! perhaps they had a fling from summer 2014-jan 2015 and then it ends, Cara gets with Annie in March? Then after half a year apart Selena and Cara resume a friendly relationship? Perhaps! Selena is seen with Justin a bit off and on during this time but this was in their Style/Heat Death Era imo (tbh i probably shouldn’t give a hetty pairing including Justin that designation 🤢but y’all get what I’m saying - it’s fully possible Selena was hooking up with both of them!

Now I’m not super familiar with Selena’s discography so y’all lmk if I’m missing anything major - lyric wise that point to her not being straight.

Selena’s album Revival that comes out after this relationship has a few songs with some vibes, even though I get the feeling a lot of it is probably about Justin, allow me to reach. The title track could be translated as someone coming to terms with their sexuality (among other things):

I feel like I've awakened lately The chains around me are finally breaking I've been under self-restoration I've become my own salvation Showing up, no more hiding, hiding The light inside me is bursting, shining It's my, my, my time to butterfly

Good for you, imo, is too sexy to be about a man even if it’s not super queer lyrically it’s a vibe ok?

Me & My Girls might be a bestie anthem a la 22 (oh wait, no 22 was gay too) but I mean...could be about a girl gang of lesbians too!

And if we want it, we take it If we need money, we make it Nobody knows if we fake it You like to watch while we shake it I know we're making you thirsty You want us all in the worst way But you don't understand I don't need a man

Quinn Fabray indeed!

Nobody feels probably like a retrospective on Justin 🙄but...there is a hint of sapphic craving in there! Saying this particular lover loves them differently than everyone is a bit 👀 plus this stanza:

No oxygen, can barely breathe My darkest sin, you've raised release And it's all because of you, all because of you And I don't know what it is, but you've pulled me in No one compares, could ever begin To love me like you do And I wouldn't want them to

Is Perfect about some bitch Justin started dating? Probably but bear with me here this song is actually pretty fucking gay. Gay enough that I’m gonna add it to one of my gay playlists. Could this song actually be about Cara moving on to Annie?

Ooh, and I bet she has it all Bet she's beautiful like you, like you And I bet she's got that touch Makes you fall in love, like you, like you

I can taste her lipstick and see her laying across your chest I can feel the distance every time you remember her fingertips Maybe I should be more like her Maybe I should be more like her I can taste her lipstick, it's like I'm kissing her, too And she's perfect And she's perfect

Part III - Selena x Julia Michaels

Julia Michaels is a singer/songwriter known for her song Issues. I don’t know her sexuality but she at the least has gay vibes! It seems they met around this time perhaps because Julia wrote on Revival.

They have a friendly enough friendship for a few years, liking one another’s posts on IG from time to time, posing for a photo a time or two and then they seem to get swept up into this very intense friendship in 2019. They write some music together and Julia goes whole hog in promoting the shoe brand Selena is hawking this time 😭

2019 - The Superior Sapphic Jelena Timeline:

It starts, for some reason with a lot of shoe promotion:

chill, chill

more shoes

but more gayness?

this homo shit

ok...

Then we go into the REALLY GAY NOVEMBER OF 2019:

Then they perform together:

And...actually kiss...on the mouth on stage???

Sure it’s just a peck but still...if that were a guy people would say they were dating.

Somehow kissing on the mouth isn’t the gayest thing these girls do over this period because these fucking dykes got matching tattoos. I’ve read enough Larry blogs to know this actually means they’re secretly married. All jokes aside this is fruity behavior.

From their IG stories:

Selena gets Julia a very nice christmas gift:

Covid sets in and content drops off but god damn! It’s possible they just had an intense friendship but if a man and a woman collabed on music together, kissed in public, and got matching tattoos everyone would say they were dating!

Selena, as far as I can find, didn’t have any public boyfriends around this time so who are some of these love songs about?

Rare comes out in January 2020 and perhaps has some gayish songs?

Don’t tell me why but boyfriend lowkey, has a gay vibe. Don’t ask me to explain it but it’s just the musicality of it.

Crowded Room could be a love song for Julia? (or by Julia for Selena, since they’re collaborators?)

Baby, it's just me and you Baby, it's just me and you Just us two Even in a crowded room Baby, it's just me and you, yeah

These are general gay vibes, our secret moments in a crowded room tease

It started polite, out on thin ice 'Til you came over to break it I threw you a line and you were mine

It would have started out polite between them, since they worked together for years before whatever 2019 was happened. And throwing someone a line first of all makes Selena sound like the aggressor but also “throwing someone a line” could be a reference to writing songs together.

Yeah, I was afraid, but you made it safe I guess that is our combination Said you feel lost, well, so do I So won't you call me in the morning? I think that you should call me in the morning If you feel the same, 'cause

Lots of people are afraid at the beginning of a gay rs. Treacherous tease 👀

In summation!

Selena does gay stuff like fantasizing ab kissing other women in her music, getting very touchy with famous dykes on vacay, hangs out with Taylor Swift, has chronic mental health issues, dated a jonas brother and a twilight gay, has admitted to questioning her sexuality, and loves being shipped with women. Is she gay? I don’t know! But all she’s missing from her celesbian bingo card is a suspiciously intense friendship with a Glee Cast member! What do you guys think? Selena fruity or just weird?

Edit to add: so apparently I missed an entire ship and Selena supposedly acted really gay all the time with her backup dancer Charity Baroni. Exposing SMG has posted a lot about all that.

Also Selena has been cast in a gay role! edit to add: @bisluthq went and found this for me - julia is indeed a fruit queen

#selena gomez #gaylena #taylena #gossip #cara delevingne #julia michaels #lesbian #sapphic #of interest #taylor's fruity friends

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kaypeace21 · 3 years

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DID theory part 3: St novels/comics/spotify list analyses

*read part 2 of DID theory-first! You’ll be lost otherwise, seriously XD. First, I’ll say -I find the ST comics/ books as canon as the st movie inspirations . I don’t consider the books/comics ‘literal canon’ (cause they contradict the show ( like Max and billy meeting a year before s2 in runaway max - but meeting as little kids in s3, or El’s age being wrong in suspicious minds, in the d&D comic Will’s friends instead of him /Jonathan building castle byers, etc) .

So I think we shouldn’t take it literally - but more like the st movie lists - filled with foreshadowing/symbolism and other eastereggs (That the Duffers may have told them to add). So here’s some more (possible) alter / DID hints...

‘Suspicious minds’ novel

- Brenner equates k*lling rabbits to h*rting kids. And he’ll hurt (kid) Kali (the bunny in the analogy) if Terry tries running away from him . I wonder if Lonnie used a similar threat against jonathan? Jon could be giving only a partial truth to why he cried for a week (about the bunny story)?

-Kali “hops” like a bunny then talks about tigers obsessively (linking her to rabbits/tigers similar to the other alters/Will/Lonnie). Terry also imagines tigers and kali says to Alice they can all be tigers together.

- one of the only male psychic experiments (who can see the future) is gay

- Terry is into lord of the rings, like Will. Has her and her boyfriend dress as sam & frodo (m/m ship). Terry calls her and her friends “the fellowship”.

-when Terry/Alice were injected with d**gs -they hallucinated rainbows.yikes.

- Alice (like Lonnie) is a car mechanic. She can see the future like Will the wise and says “monsters of course my mind has them as long as they stayed in there, everything would be alright? Wouldn’t it?” (in her visions she saw the demogorgan).

(completed) graphic ST novels (by Jody Hozer) so far (+ other st comics).

*Jody Hozer writes all the graphic novels (every novel is 4 chapters each) - the will byers comic, number 6 comic , into the fire comic, and at the moment she’s writing the d&d series and the summer camp series (which isn’t done yet). Then there’s the occasional 1 chapter st comics not written by her.

- Number 6 has (the ability to foresee the future like Will the wise/Alice) and has an ab*sive dad.

When having a nightmare of the demogorgan ...she says as she wakes up “screw you dad” (another hint the demogrgan -aka in d&d means ‘deep father’ ...is Lonnie).

- when number 6 and others run they say they’re’ “rabbiting”(which yes technically makes sense but I found such an uncommon phrase odd.)

- The (summer camp and d&d graphic novels aren’t completed yet) but they establish d&d creatures are based off real life people the boys don’t like in real life. Or that d&d is used as an outlet to explain true events from their pasts -but they just give the true stories a d&d fantasy slant.

- Which brings me to the halloween oneshot(not by Hozer),taking place before s1. Will tells a scary story told to him by Jonathan, and originally told to him by Lonnie. Says the boys have to keep it a secret cause it was something he was never supposed to tell to anyone. Mike says he has to finish the story he started. It’s about a “ch*lld-eater” monster first attacking a boy near the quarry (like where Will was found) and attacking kids in a library (where Will was also found in s1).When the child sees the sheriff she bangs on the library door begging for help-he ignores her , walks away, and tells the other cops to never speak of what they saw as she screams for help. Because the previous sheriff was in kahoots with the monster. It def had some ... uh questionable imagery too 0_0

The vine in the mouth is also like the one in Will’s mouth (when Joyce found him in the library).And of course Dustin asks whether or not something like that could be covered up.

- In the “bully comic” (about troy) also not by Jody. We focus on Troy and his ab*sive dad (who encourages him to fight/ditch his best friend). The dad has a drinking problem (gets fired), calls Troy a “mess” , pushes him, and constantly encourages Troy to be vi*lent/macho. He pretty much tries sabotaging the relationship Troy has with his friend (which I could see Lonnie doing in the future with byler).The dad/troy is framed similarly to when Billy gives Max a ride home- after both ab*sers give bad advice saying not to hang out with their friend (after witnessing them fight in the school parking lot). Dad also laughs about almost k*lling a squirrel (a trait we see troy mimic)- and we see El feel guilty about k*lling a squirrel in s2. At the end of the comic- Troy (like Will) after making up with his bff james- moves leaving his best friend behind.

- (into the fire) Twins: (one was normal with no powers living in the real world and the twin with fire powers is trapped in a dark sunless “cold” world styled like a psych facility/medieval fantasy) . pics in link.She hated her reflection cause it reminded her of being betrayed by her normal non powered twin who left her behind in the ‘cold’ place. She’d call herself a ‘hunter’ who would defend herself and attack others to never be hurt again. Her powers being unleashed were described like opening “a door.” And she loves her twin deep down and just wants friends . And fire twin goes to the “other side” to reunite with her reflection and find happiness in the real world. *also there’s sunflower/bunny symbols which she lights on fire-which can relate back to Will/Terry/Lonnie etc. The twins = Will & Will the wise (mf)

Mirrors also connect to Will and Will the wise via the canon spotify playlists too.

Will playlist (song: mirror in the bathroom)-Mirror in the bathroom Please talk free.The door is locked -Just you and me.Mirror in the bathroom recompense for all my crimes of self defense.Cures you whisper make no sense!Drift gently into Mental illness.

Demogorgan playlist ( from perspective of Will the wise aka the mf) (song: are you dead yet? )-”polluted soul through a mirror I behold.Throw a punch, shards bleed on the floor. tearing me apart. but I don't care anymore.Should I regret or ask myself are you dead yet?Wake up, don't cry. Regenerate to deny the truth. The fiction you live in blindfolds your eyes. Disclosure, self loathing, this time you've gone too far.Or could it be, my nemesis, that you are me?

(*st ‘into the fire’ comic. the fire powered twin’s thoughts echo the song)

*I think this foreshadows the later plot points of mf (will the wise ) and Will interacting via mirrors. The fire-wielding twin and the non powered twin had a lot of mirror imagery. Including the fire powered twin (Who denies reality/and imagines herself in a fantasy world) punching her reflection because it reminds her of her non-powered twin. Here’s some cover art from the novels showing how much they emphasize mirrors.

*And in s4 movies Black swan - “the black and white swan twins (two halves of the same person-Nina)” had creepy mirror imagery. In long kiss goodnight the women with DID talks to her “ (supposed)dark 1/2″ via a mirror (in a dream). in ‘the visit’ the teen girl who’s dad abandoned her when young- refuses to look in the mirror (and it’s never explained why she hates her reflection). So yes I think we’ll see this in s4 or 5. We already see the mf take on the appearance of Billy when talking to him.

- Will in “zombie boy” comic is afraid he’s a monster.

also lets appreciate the lil byler moment of Mike and Will being the only zombies and mike comforting him. honestly , though, the characters were pretty out of character for most of this 1 ch comic (until the end) tbh.

- in the “d&d comic” mf is (possibly) described as a “protector” (aka like how i said the mf is probably a perpetrator alter- which are misguided protectors).

*update now that it’s finished... hinting Will created everything subconsciously.

‘Runaway Max’ novel (before s3)

(I didn’t get time to read this book unlike ‘suspicious minds’ -so can’t show screen shots of everything others talked about. May read it eventually)

-Max compares Billy to ‘her monster’ and a ‘shadow’ that will attack anyone that comes close (mf parallel).

- Dart k*lled a cat, El’s papa tried to force her to k*ll a cat. And Billy when seeing a d*ad cat lights it on fire for a “viking funeral”. A connection to WW (who has fire powers) and El & dart.

-Max and Billy both are into cars and bond over fixing them (similar to Lonnie’s interest in fixing up cars). And since Lonnie tried to brag to Jonathan about fixing a car up and Will is into tech it wouldn’t be a stretch that Lonnie and Will were into fixing cars together (like Max/billy who would hang out at a autoshop in Cali) . Similar to Will ,max says hanging with Billy wasn’t always so bad- which made things more confusing to her.

- Max compares Billy being beat up by Neil: to ‘punching a pocket of a baseball glove’. This is interesting since this book was pre-s3 which was when they established the connection of billy and his dad to baseball (similar to s1 saying Lonnie taught Will baseball).

-Billy’s friend is a nice ‘music snob’ . He tries distracting Max with music while Billy is burning the cat. Which reminds me of Jonathan trying to distract Will from their parents fighting in the next room-with music

- Max’s bio dad is a criminal who takes her to shady bars, and Max fears he’d ‘get bored of her’. Max also ran away from her mom to her dad’s 2x.Which reminds me of Jonathan thinking Will ran to Lonnie’s in s1.

-Max mentions how Billy misses his friends after moving out of Cali. And he starts acting even worse-after the move. Which will probably be the case for Will (at least a bit) when moving to California.

-Billy tells Max Neil isn’t his ‘real dad’ either because Neil can’t be a father to anyone.

-Billy also tells Max who (at the time ) is 12 years old not to act “easy” and breaks her best friend’s (Nate’s) arm over someone joking he was Max’s boyfriend and also cause Nate tried to get in between Billy bullying Max. Eventually all her Cali friends ditch her cause they’re afraid of Billy.And Ugh- why could I see Lonnie doing something like this in the future with Will/his new friends.

- Creepily Max says Billy doesn’t fool around with her like other girls not because of her age or being family. But cause she wasn’t ‘attractive’. This whole excerpt gave me the heeby jeebies,on so many levels, honestly. Almost like he’s jealous- and controlling her cause he doesn’t want Max to have any love interests. Maybe i’m just missing the context? But ugh... excerpt:

Will byers secret Files

-Hopper gets scared by a pumpkin-scarecrow. And in Will’s canon journal when talking about the mindflayer and his nightmares draws the same scare-crow , Hopper saw. There’s also a lot of s4-5 foreshadowing in the book... but that’s a post for another day.

Darkness on the edge of town (Hopper novel)

*didn’t get time to read this (except the preview)

I think it’s more foreshadowing for future seasons though- cult/supposed ritual k*llings, people being wrongly blamed for those crimes-like the hellfire club , most likely. (similar to the guy number 3 in the number 6 comic) saint john in the novel also has the same brain control powers as 3- similar to the mf. .” When a blackout plunges the boroughs into chaos, Hopper must escape the the mobs in the streets to make sure his family is safe and stop Saint John from fulfilling his prophecy.” I already talked about here- how the next few seasons would start having more religious symbolism/a future apocalypse (based on what we’ve seen in the show/s4 movies). Although, i think there’s quite a few differences between (the novel’s) saint john and Will the wise. Hopper is also a star wars nerd like the boys (alter hint)

Canon spotify songs (posted after s2/before s3) hinting at DID/ alter /lonnie stuff-

Will and Will the wise (aka the mf) being an alter

*Used Will and the demogorgan playlist (which i think has perspectives of Will the wise aka the mf, demogorgan, and Lonnie).

Besides the mirror songs previously mentioned...

Will (cold inside)-Doctor the problem's in my chest.My heart feels cold as ice but it's anybody's guess?Doctor can you help me cause I don't feel right?Better make it fast before I change my mind. Doctor can you help me cause I don't feel right?Better make it fast before I change my mindWell it's cold, cold, cold, cold inside. Darker in the day than the dead of night Cold, cold, cold, cold inside...Counselor give me some advice Tell me how hard will I fall if I live a double life?

El (ghost)-your ghost, the ghost of you.It keeps me awake.My friends had you figured out.Yeah they saw what's inside of you. You tried hiding another you.But your evil was coming through... living in the shade Your cold heart makes my spirit shake.

El (monster Lead me home)-I don't know what, what I was afraid of, I was afraid oooof...Monster take me somewhere...We walk in shadow.Monster lead me home.Where there is no place to hide.Stranger on the other side We walk in shadow.Monster lead me home.

The’ innerworld’/ other hints Max, El, Hopper, and Billy are alters of Will’s

Max (Logical song)-I know it sounds absurd. Please tell me who I am, who I am, who I am, who I am?

EL(Buzzcut season)-I remember when your head caught flame It kissed your scalp and caressed your brain ...nothing's wrong when nothing's true. I live in a hologram with you Where all the things that we do for fun . Play along (make-believe it's hyper real) But I live in a hologram with you.

Billy (broken bones)-Broken bones.Stay alone. If I see only what I believe -reality's bound by what I conceive

Max (Why can’t i touch it)-Well, it seems so real.I can see it.And it seems so real-I can feel it.And it seems so real-I can taste it.And it seems so real-I can hear it.So why can't I touch it?

Hopper (breakers)-Just to keep me from losing my mind .It's so easy to drown in the dream.Oh, and everything is not what it seems This life is but a dream.Shatter illusions that hold your spirit down ...From the inside, so it seems.Oh, I'm telling you it's all a dream It's all a dream It's all a dream It's all a dream It's all a It's all a dream.”

Max (comfortably numb)-When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse out of the corner of my eye.I turned to look but it was gone.I cannot put my finger on it now.The child is grown.The dream is gone.I have become comfortably numb.

Max (Kids aren’t alright)-Still it's hard Hard to see Fragile lives, shattered dreams...What the hell is going on? The cruelest dream, reality.

El(team)-Livin' in ruins of a palace within my dreams. And you know we're on each other's team

Hopper (denial twist) ( just change ‘she’ to ‘he’)-Just because she makes you feel wrong she don't mean to be mean or hurt you on purpose, boy!Take a tip and do yourself a little service...by playing a different role Ya, by playing a different role, oh.The boat ya you know she's rockin' it.And the truth well ya know there's no stoppin' it.So what, somebody left you in a rut and wants to be the one who's in control.But the feeling that you're under can really make you wonder.How the hell she can be so cold?So now you're mad, denying the truth.And it's getting in the wisdom in the back of your tooth

El (the story)-You see the smile that's on my mouth.It's hiding the words that don't come out.And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed.They don't know my head is a mess.No they don't know who I really am.And they don't know what I've been through

El (hero) ( pretty much alludes to El being a construct of Will’s mind similar to his juju zombies in the d&d story he wrote )-Who knows what you'll find when you look inside (billy’s mind)?Haunted beach (billy flashback), roll the dice.The zombies in the corner aren't amused (d&d ref).Play the part of the blushing bride...Out of view, cloaked by night...My spirit dims, but I feel the force"No longer in my hands," (loses powers) .I say to you .I could've been a hero, I could've been a zero.Could've been all these thingsI could've been nothing, I could've had something.Could've been all these things.And if I am unable, tell him that I'll try but underneath the table will spin the wheel and hope for gold. Oh, and where it stops, nobody knows.

Max (it’s real)-I don't know who's behind the wheel.Sometimes I feel like I don't know The deal.But when I tell you how I feel-Believe me when I say It's real.I skated on a frozen Sea.It's real as far as I Can see?

Max (Halloween)-Because your role is planned for you there's nothing you can do.

El (White rabbit... alice and wonderland/lonnie ref)-And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you're going to fall...When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead.

demogrogan(Dimensions of horror)-Gaze upon the ancient face you dread (lonnie)... Passing through the doors, into Dimensions Of Horror. Haunting visions from the past, rise once more.Realms of darkness, terror, death and gore.Scream in fear, your sanity is lost

demogorgan (SCHORCHED)-Terrorizing madness. Vivid dreams. internal. Hallucinating the unknown. Abstract entities prey.Through superhuman abilities.Fragments of memory erased.

demogrogan (Calling from a dream)-the shadow king...seven spirits (7 ref) Swarming around his head.Close your eyes.Listen to my call. Our bond will bring us together again.I will wait for you. For our hearts still beat as one.Listen to my calling from a dream. (integration?)

Maybe a coincidence or a hint at Will having both male &female alters?Billy (dude looks like a lady)- What a funky lady...Oh, he was a lady.Dude looks like a lady. Hopper (turn the page)-All the same old cliches,"Is that a woman or a man?" Max ( rebel rebel) (this was on her her pre s3 spotify list + post s3 “wrapped list”)- you got your mother in a whirl, doesn’t know if you’re a boy or girl?

SHIT DAD/ AB*SIVE FAMILY

*trigger w*rning ahead for dark themes like s**ual ab*se

demogorgan (my children)My children I never loved them.Why feel that way when their existence is my business?My children...feral vessals of my selfinterest...So don't lean on me man 'Cause I ain't got nothing to give.Don't lean on me man 'Cause I ain't got nothing to give.My children they're right behind you My children they're gonna beat you.My children if you let them Oh, oh, my children.

demogorgan (black dahlia-window): I’m not quoting the lyrics you can just look it up. it’s messed up.Based on the 1st person pov of Gilles de Rais -k**ler and p*d*rest who also kidnapped a cleric.

Will (creature comfort)-Some boys hate themselves.Spend their lives resenting their fathers... hate their bodies .Stand in the mirror (another mirror ref) and wait for the feedback.Some boys get too much, too much love, too much touch.

Jonathan’s Playlist- We’re happy family: “Eating refried beans (poverty). Gulpin’ down Thorazines (pills for a mood disorder). We ain’t got no friends (s2 ref). Our troubles never end. Daddy likes men. Daddy’s telling LIES.”

Jonathan’s playlist-Enter sandman: “Don’t forget my son. Sleep with one eye open. Gripping your pillow tight, Exit light, Enter night. Take my hand, we’re off to never-never land. Something’s wrong, shut the light, heavy thoughts tonight. Dreams of LIARS and of things that will bite, yeah. Hush little baby don’t say a word, and never mind that noise you heard. It’s just the beasts under your bed, in your closet in your head.”

Jonathan (The killing moon-guy sings this)-So soon you'll take me up in your arms. Too late to beg you or cancel it. Against your will!He will wait until you give yourself to him...In starlit nights I saw you.So cruelly you kissed me... unwillingly mine.

jonathan (haunted)-You and I both know that the house is haunted And you and I both know that the ghost is me. You used to catch me in your bed-sheets just a-rattling your chains.Well back then , it didn't seem so strange...In the midnight hour..I was busy trying to charm that snake. When the sun came up we had no place to hide...You and I both know that the house is haunted yeah you and I both know that the ghost is YOU! You used to walk around screaming, all slamming all 'dem doors Well I'm all grown up now and I don't scare easy no more But you and I both know.

Hopper (Confession)-Now I'm on the low Confession, to a virgin ghost Admission, force you know.

hopper (Tomorrow ) Yeah, and back when s*x and amph*tamines were the staples of our childhood physique.

Max (Last caress)-I got something to say.I k**led your baby today.And it doesn't matter much to me.As long as it's de*d.Well I got something to say.I r*ped your mother today.And it doesn't matter much to me.As long as she spread. (Lonnie pov? Neil?messed up song to be on Max’s list)

hopper House of the rising sun- And my father was a gamblin' man Way down in New Orleans... And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk

Max Poor relations-An attitude, no patience, he's paper thin.Talking over everything you have to say...Don't correct the things he said, what's the use?Can't handle violence.Can't handle violence.Learning to love the abuse you can't live without.Your familiar oppression, your daily injustice...That loser man that belongs to you, he's ruling you.

el (sweet dreams are made of this)- Some of them want to use you ...Some of them want to ab*se you.Sweet dreams are made of this...Hold your head up.Keep your head up, movin' on.

Max (Alternative ulster)-They say they're a part of you.And that's not true, you know.They say they've got control of you.And that's a lie, you know.They say you will never Be free, free, free

max In bloom-”Sometimes at night I let it get to me.And last night it had me down and feeling NUMB...And thinking back upon those days Way way back when I was young.I was such a little shit.Cos I was always on the run.Well you know just what they say-Just like father then like son.Don't delude me with your sympathy.Cos I can do this on my own.And this will be the last time-That I break down and wanna crawl to bed. “(since Billy has a playlist I found this song choice being on hers instead of his interesting- in fact almost all of Max’s songs are from the 1st person perspective of a boy unlike the other gals.)

Max (comfortably numb)-The child is grown.The dream is gone.I have become comfortably NUMB.

hopper (numb)-Honey, here I go again Down that crooked road of sin.My momma locked me out again And hung me high to rust under the rain I am NUMB( 8x)....Little bluebird at my window Sing a pretty song for me Don't you know that you can fly, fly, fly away Don't you know that you can leave I am numb.

other psych songs

Hopper (life of sin)-Every morning when I rise I look in the mirror (another mirror ref) and despise the sight of everything and all that I've become. The level of my medicating some might find intimidating But that's alright cause' it don't bother me none.

Max (Moon over marin)- “Dive in my scalding wooden tub (connects to mf/el)...There, wasn't that a nice visit?Don't forget, a psychiatrist is on duty twenty-four hours a day in the blue room...Drink plenty of water when you take these.Now you can relax.” ( I wonder if stranger writers saying to “drink plenty of water” is secretly a line said by a psych person in s4?)

Max (Feeling ok)-My doctor says that I should take it -At least I won't have to keep faking.I know, someday I'll find it-Where I, I least expect it.Today I know I feel ok.

Max ( Going gets tough)-.No home since the fire.Me and the ash can't settle down...So I sink another round-Placebo for pain.And there's no one for to blame . I refuse to accept-That my work is all in vain...Still always remembering .When the going gets tough .That the labor of our love-Will reward us soon enough.

Max (Comfortably numb)-Hello? (Hello? Hello? Hello?)Is there anybody in there?Just nod if you can hear me.Is there anyone home?Come on now-I hear you're feeling down.Well I can ease your pain .Get you on your feet again.Relax // Now I've got that feeling once again.I can't explain . you would not understand.This is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb.I have become comfortably numb //Okay (okay, okay, okay)Just a little pinprick.There'll be no more, ah .But you may feel a little sick.Can you stand up?I do believe it's working, good.That'll keep you going through the show.Come on it's time to go// Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.

Explanations of Why the mf (WIll the wise)behaves the way he does

demogorgan (ww) (Cowards starved)- friends think of me as a priest.I had to show them that the weakest hands Can still make impressive fires. (aka MF = will the wise)

demogorgan (ww) (Unmerciful):I will be reborn...Tranquil demeanor.Now devoured.Surfacing malice...I can't reconcile the torment others bring unto me.I will not take any reproach.Turning the other cheek.Relentless hatred consumes.Control released.Absolved of all compassion.I am free .Look into my hate filled eyes and tell me What do you see?Surging aura of my rage Paralyzing you in fear.

Demogorgan (ww) (bodies-Beaten why for (why for)?Can't take much more.(Here we go, here we go, here we go).One, nothing wrong with me,Two, nothing wrong with me.Three, nothing wrong with me.Four, nothing wrong with me.One, something's got to give.Two, something's got to give.Three, something's got to give now...You're all by yourself but you're not alone...Driven by hate consumed by fear.

demogrgan (ww)-Orbs used as transmitters carry electromagnetic beams from above (affecting magnetic fields in the show).Silence, manipulated, tortured ...How immune is your system of suffering?Its in the blood of suffering (familial ref).Its in the blood.

Demogrgan (Monster)-I shoot the lights out..Whoa, just another lonely night...None of who you get it, ain't nobody cold as this.A zombie (will ref) with no conscience .Everybody knows I'm a motherfucking monster. Everybody wanna know what my Achilles' heel is? Love I don't get enough of it.

#stranger things #will byers #stranger things comics #did theory

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Ship: Freed x Laxus [Fraxus]

Rating: Teen

Alternate Links: Fanfiction, Archive of our Own

Request: Something based off the official Rockband Raijinshuu art.

Summary: Being a rockstar, Laxus had to endure far too many chat shows. Usually he would grin and bear it, let the pointlessness of it roll off his back, but not this time. He was alone, forced to keep his budding relationship with Freed secret, and done with it. Fucking done with it all! But he had a way to fix it, and all it would take was a little courage.

Notes: This was a request by @fuckyeahfraxus. Just a warning, it has a bit of homophobia near the end, but nothing too vicious. I hope you enjoy it.

The Life Of A Song

Fuck chat shows. Fuck their hosts. Fuck their producers. Fuck their directors. Fuck their too-hot lighting, their stupid uncomfortable sofas, their tiny changing room's, their cramped green rooms with too many camera, their always cheering audiences and their utter lack of anything interesting or unique. Fuck the whole damn thing.

But Laxus' opinions on the matter weren't important. What did matter was that he smiled, laughed, told anecdotes and sat in a way that showed off his thighs and crotch just enough so that his Twitter stans - what a shitty word - made him trend once it was over.

Still, fuck chat shows.

This particular show, Late With Jase, was one of the worst. The host was young, overly enthusiastic, and his name was Jason rather than Jase which pissed Laxus off more than it should. He'd somehow dragged an audience of Netflix only watchers back to mainstream, with a mix of meme crap that Laxus cringed at, and celebrity gossip that would make a tabloid envious. But the ratings were skyrocketing, celebrities who went there usually got a boost in sales of their latest projects, and Laxus' manager had insisted he take his turn.

It would have been fine, were he not alone. If Ever, Bix and Freed were with him, they could take the responsibility and he could fade into the background. They had been a band for years, and that was how they always dealt with interviews. But they weren't there, because according to their management, Laxus was the moneymaker and all they needed.

"So Laxus," Jason turned in his chair to look at him. "Let's talk about Thunderstruck. What a success that's been? You must be thrilled.”

"It's doing well, yeah," Laxus nodded. He wanted to cringe at his words.

"It's doing more than well. You can hardly escape it," Jason laughed, and the crowd laughed with him. Laxus chuckled, even though he didn't find it funny. "But this is the first song that you've written, isn't it? And it's one of the most popular you've had. Must feel good."

"Well, it wasn't just me," Laxus swallowed slightly. "Everything we make is collaborative. Freed worked with the lyrics a lot, and Ever composed it."

"They're your bass player and electric guitar player, right?"

"I wouldn't call them mine," Laxus mumbled slightly.

There was a beat of awkward silence, and Laxus relished it just a little. Jason recovered quickly, which was annoying, and flashed a happy smile. Laxus would have preferred the man to stew in the uncomfortable silence, it would be a fitting response to him being dismissive of the band's contributions, but perhaps it was a childish way to think of things.

"Well we'll be hearing the song live at the end of the show," Jason continued, and Laxus' eyebrow twitched. The rest of the band were in the damn building and yet were being treated like shit. "But let's talk a bit about how you came to write it. Heavy rock and love songs have a troubled history, and you managed to make a hit out of it."

"Just lucky I guess," He shrugged. "Got good people around me too."

"Don't be so modest," Jason dismissed. Laxus wasn't being modest; luck was the dominant factor in successful music and without the band, Laxus would be fucked. "So, take us back. Where did the idea start."

"Well, hard to pinpoint I guess," Laxus murmured. "But, I suppose it was at the end of our last tour."

——

Performing live was indescribable. It was an assault on all his senses, in the very best way.

Everything was exhilarating. The feeling of vibrations on the stage, the cheers, roars and singing from the crowd, the sweat running down his back, the roar of his voice cutting through his throat as he sang. It all flowed through him, removing any sense of doubt or self consciousness he might have. On stage, before a stadium of fans, he was Laxus Fucking Dreyar. King, God and Dragon. Nothing was better.

They were on their last song of the set, a roaring anthem that the crowd could sing along to. It was thrilling to hear a song he'd worked on sung by thousands. Freed's words were being screamed at them, with the passion and love of their fan base. It was indescribable.

"We are The Thunder God's Tribe," Laxus yelled into the microphone as the instrumental began. The crowd roared in response.

Freed, Ever and Bix held the crowd's attention, and Laxus looked over the gathered mass of thousands. They were all there for them, because they loved them and wanted to experience them in person. A loud roar of appreciation cut through the stadium as Bickslow finished a drum solo that always brought the house down. How he managed to do that night after night while never screwing it up was beyond Laxus, but it was incredible.

Laxus sang the final verse, putting his whole heart into the performance. It was the last show of the tour, the last time they'd sing in front of a crowd like this for two years. He loved songwriting, but this was the best part of his work. The crowd, the music, the experience.

God he would miss this. This high. This buzz.

The lights died around them as the song ended, plunging them into darkness as the crowd roared their appreciation. The four of them could still see their fans as they cheered and yelled, and they took a few moments to appreciate it. He would miss this.

As they were taken from the stage, the adrenaline didn't waver. Laxus could run a marathon, deadlift any weight, swim any ocean in those moments. It was pure euphoria.

Evergreen trailed off to her dressing room first, scraping her nails down her bodyguard's chest before dragging him in with her. They were no longer pretending they were simply platonic anymore; Bickslow walking in on them must have removed any hope they could keep their relationship a secret. Good for them; Ever worked hard and deserved a big man to fill her bed.

Bix's groupies appeared out of nowhere, two men and a woman. They clung to the drummers bare chest instantly, and he cackled as he was dragged away for a night of depravity and booze. Laxus grinned; the party boy really had hit his stride this year.

Glancing at Freed, he saw the man looking equally amused.

A shared moment of eye contact sent a pulse of heat through Laxus. They stared at one another for a moment, and Laxus found his eyes crawling over Freed's shirtless torso without shame before he could stop it. Hard muscle and flexing abs were fully shown, and the heat in Laxus' face settled down lower. The rush of the performance was still running through him and he knew he wasn't in his right mind, but dammit Freed looked fucking hot in that moment. Tousled, sweating, shirtless; who could fucking resist that?

Laxus had always known Freed was hot. They spent hours upon hours together, it couldn't be missed. But he'd never thought too hard about it. You didn't fuck your badnmates. You didn't fuck your male bandmate.

And if he weren't coursing with adrenaline and dunk off of the cheers, he might have stopped.

With a stride, he surged forward and wrapped a hand around the back of Freed's neck. He pulled the man against him, pressing their lips together in a passionate, needy, energetic kiss. Freed dragged him back, pushing himself against the wall and taking Laxus with him. Hands were roaming over his chest, and Laxus groaned as they slid lower.

"Wait," Laxus whispered, pulling apart. A string of spit hung between them, and Laxus felt a twisted form of delight at it.

"What?" Freed asked, and his husky voice ran down Laxus' spine.

"We better take it inside," Laxus murmured, and Freed grinned.

They snuck into the nearest changing room, locking the door behind them. It was only in the next morning, when Laxus' mind was focused on something other than mindless, unadulterated pleasure, that he began writing a song. That he felt the need to write in a way that he'd never felt before.

Because kissing Freed was music. A high unmatched by anything else, and one that Laxus would find himself addicted to.

——

"And how did it come about?" Jason probed. "You've never written before. Did you find your muse?"

He had. But Jason didn't get to know it. Not that their manager would let it happen.

"Well, you know how bands work. You tour, make an album, then tour with the album," Laxus shrugged, reaching for his glass of water. "Your mind goes into production mode, I guess. You see things a little different, put a little creative spin on the things happening around you. Something struck me and I started writing," He laughed, awkward. "Not that interesting, really."

Not the fake story he'd been told to say, anyway.

The audience didn't seem to care about how crap the anecdote actually was, and applauded his words for some reason. Jason forced out a laugh, as if his statement had been a self-deprecating joke rather than a simple fact. What he'd been told to say wasn't interesting.

"Well, maybe you weren't struck by some divine intervention, but whatever happened it certainly worked out well," Jason continued, and the small screen beside him showed the album cover. Laxus hated the cover, it was just him. Not the four of them. It should be the four of them, or none of them at all. "It shot to the top of the charts and seems like it'll be there for a long time. That must feel good."

"It's incredible," Laxus agreed, and it was.

"So talk us through the writing process," Jason promoted, grinning. "I can't imagine you hunched over a desk night after night?"

"Well, the first draft only took a couple hours, really," Laxus confessed, blushing a little. The lights would cover it, but it was still embarrassing. "But me and Freed spent a couple nights together, and it became what you've been hearing."

——

"You always this tried?" Laxus chuckled, placing a takeout cup of coffee beside Freed.

The bassist blinked slowly up at Laxus, removing his face from its resting place against his arm. He glanced towards the coffee he'd been given with a thankful smile. Laxus smiled a little as Freed sat up straight, running a hand through his loose hair and letting it flow over his shoulders. He had bags under his eyes and a yawn split open his lips.

Laxus found himself slightly transfixed by the sight of Freed picking up the coffee, bringing it to his lips and drinking it in large gulps. His throat bobbed, pale skin stretching and chords tightening.

"Better to be tired that not focused," Freed smirked a little as he placed his coffee down.

"I think me looking at you is exactly the kinds focus we need," He grinned, and Freed chuckled.

The two of them were writing alone. After a fair amount of hesitation, Laxus had shown Freed the draft lyrics he'd written, and Freed had instantly presented ideas on how to fine tune it. He hadn't been patronising - nor had he teased Laxus about the fact he'd written a damn love song about him - and instead decided to encourage and help him make it a hit. They'd spent three subsequent nights in their studio, completely alone, and Laxus was loving it.

He'd never written a song before. Words weren't his forte, at least not the writing of them, and he much preferred to show passion through performance. But hours of Freed and him in the studio, bouncing ideas off each other, was thrilling.

Laxus suspected any time alone with Freed would be thrilling now.

Walking behind Freed to get to his own seat, Laxus leant down and pressed a soft kiss atop his head. Freed made a small sound and leant back against his chair to get closer to Laxus. He chuckled, ruffling Freed's hair slightly as he sat beside him.

"You made any progress?" Laxus asked, stretching slightly. He didn't miss Freed's eyes roaming over his chest. "What were you saying about being distracted."

"Until you wear looser fitting clothes, you don't get to talk about me being distracted," Freed smirked.

"Maybe I'd agree to that if I didn't know how uncomfortable those jeans you're wearing are," Laxus smirked. "Flatters the ass but crushes the balls, right? Regretting it yet?"

Freed didn't answer, but blushed a little and Laxus cackled.

They quickly fell into step, working on the song again. They were focusing on the second verse, which Laxus had dubbed the catalyst chapter. It had initially been a torrent of ways to describe how explosive his kiss with Freed had been - though names were vague enough for nobody to know that. With Freed's help, it had turned into a well written lyrical explanation to the first flushes of a romance. The burning passion, the fire between the two people, the erotic rush that could ignite from a simple glance. Watching Freed write, Laxus had to hope he was writing about his own feelings for Laxus.

He also had to stop himself from jumping the man, because Freed knew how to write a hot song. A really hot song…

Taking his espresso and gulping it down, Laxus looked away from his lover. Perhaps if Freed were anyone else - if he weren't a guy, or if he weren't in the band - Laxus might have given in and kissed him. He wanted to, but couldn't,

Once they'd been signed, te band had been given a long speech about how you couldn't screw your bandmate by their manager, how it could ruin things and screw up the dynamic. When Laxus had discovered he was bi, and wanted to come out as such, multiple crisis meetings were held. Not only had Laxus not been allowed to speak about his sexuality, with the risk of his contract being terminated immediate held over him, but he'd also been forced to stage pictures with a woman so he looked to be dating.

There had been backlash even then. His fans were vicious to the poor model, many seemed angry at him for supposedly betraying them by dating someone, it was fucking insane, and Laxus hadn't known hot to take it, but it had scared him off relationships for years.

So, he couldn't date. Definitely couldn't date bandmates. Certainly couldn't date men.

And knowing that, he'd still come back to Freed. Slept with him after their tour, then in the hotel later that night, they'd even fumbled about in the tour bus to the airport when everyone else was sleeping. They'd been in dates - or as close to dates two famous men could get - and a week prior had sat down and talked. They didn't care about the rules, because their budding romance was too damn good.

Never let it be said Laxus kept things comfortable for himself.

"Stop that," Freed scolded.

"Stop what?" Laxus asked, looking from the song and towards Freed.

"Torturing yourself," Freed explained, taking Laxus' hand and stroking it. "It'll do you know good. Certainly not when we're trying trying to write a ballad about the two of us."

"Sorry," Laxus hunched.

"Don't be, I think about it too," Freed admitted, leaning towards Laxus and against him. "But drowning in what ifs and self doubt is hardly going to make things better. We might as well enjoy what we have while it's still between the two of us, and deal with the fallout should it present itself.”

"You're right," Laxus nodded, blinking himself back into focus. "Not sure I can write tonight, though. Not in the mood."

"You don't want to write sonnets about how much you want me? Should I be offended?" Freed smirked, and Laxus laughed. "Or perhaps should I see it as a challenge to refocus your attention."

A hand ran down Laxus' inner thigh, and his breath hitched slightly. "Really?"

"Well, the song needs to be finished eventually," Freed hummed a little. "The sooner the better, I'd say. So getting your mind back on me seems the only thing that makes sense,"

"Really," Laxus tried to make his voice sound seductive, but Freed's wandering hand made him crack slightly. "H-how d'you think you'd do that."

"Well, let's say that in five minutes you find yourself in the instrument store down the hall," Freed mused aloud. "And let's say you find me already there, and I happen to be kneeling there waiting for you. Well, we can hardly be blamed if we find ourselves distracted."

Laxus swallowed. "Here? You sure?”

"There's no one around," Freed shrugged far too nonchalantly, and then grinned a devilishly handsome grin. "And I must admit, making you come undone in here has been a fantasy of mine," His hand squeezed Laxus thigh, before he stood up, and all flirtation was gone. "I should find a guitar, we can hardly write without practice. Perhaps I'll see you in there."

And then he was gone, walking away with his ass hugged perfectly in his jeans. All doubts about his future with Freed disappeared, replaced by the uncomfortable tightness in his boxers.

He found himself grinning, and a few minutes later he found himself in the instrument room, panting and moaning.

——

"It was pretty normal," Laxus continued, not looking to Jason. "We wrote, we practiced, we rewrote."

"Keeping your secrets close to your chest, I see," Jason laughed. "Now, speaking of secrets, the rumours have been flying on Twitter about who this is written about."

"I hadn't heard about that," Laxus tried to dismiss the statement.

"I'm sure you haven't," Jason nodded almost patronisingly, clearly not believing him. It was fair, Laxus supposed. #WhoIsThunderstruck did trend for a week. "But you have to admit, a virgin songwriter making something so powerful on their first try, and in a song so distant from anything else you've ever made, does seem to suggest maybe you've found someone to inspire you."

"I'm around a lot of talented people," Laxus shrugged. "They know how to make a hit."

He was squirming now, and not because of Jason. Their manager was seating in the front row of the live audience, and a quick glance his way showed Laxus a glare. This was a topic he had to avoid, because his fans needed to think the song was about them. It was patronising, Laxus thought, but they'd found success with their manager for a reason.

"So," Jason continued. "Have you found yourself a special lady?"

And then something ridiculous happened. Laxus found himself furious.

Such a simple statement, so innocuous and normal for Laxus' life, had opened the floodgates for Laxus. Because why had he assumed it would be a woman? Why had he assumed he could ask a question like that? Why was Laxus in a position where he couldn't answer something so simple when he really fucking wanted to?

Every ridiculous injustice seemed to swarm over him at once. How was it fair he had to parade himself on shows like this, on his own despite how his band deserved as much love and respect as he did? How was it fair that he'd known he wanted to be with a man for five years, and he'd never allowed himself to indulge before Freed? How was it fair that he'd been forced to endure meeting after meeting about how 'stupid' he was being for hooking up with Freed? How was it fair that he couldn't go out for a fucking pizza with his boyfriend without starting a ridiculous internet scandal? It was all so bullshit.

"Nah," Laxus answered, leaning back in his chair. The anger gave way to confidence; every interview he'd been on edge, but not any more. "Not a girl."

"So nobody's tamed the dragon slayer then?"

"Not a girl," Laxus repeated. "A guy. I'm bi, and for the last couple months I've been dating Freed," There was silence, and Laxus grinned and turned to Jason. "Bet you wished you'd gotten him on stage with me now, huh?"

"You're…" Jason seemed at a loss for words.

"Screwing the bassist, yeah," Laxus laughed, exhilaration flooding through him. "Inevitable really. I've known I liked guys for five years, and there's a load of fan pages who talk about how hot Freed is, so it was bound to happen," He grinned, running a hand through his hair.

This felt so good. Fuck, he didn't know how much he needed to do this.

"So," Jason tried to recover. "Well, erm, we have r to go to break now. Maybe we'll talk about that when we get back, I really don't know."

The moment the cameras cut, people began approaching Laxus. His manager, his PR team, and most importantly, his band. Ever and Bix attempted to run interference on their management team, but the angry man and his cronies pushed through them with fury on their faces. Still, Freed met him first, and wordlessly grabbed Laxus by the collar and brought their lips together. It was more passionate and desperate than any of their kisses had been.

"I'm so proud of you," Freed whispered. "And we are definitely talking about how you know those fan sites exist."

"Who d'you think made 'em," Laxus grinned, and Freed laughed.

Their small, shared moment ended when a throaty cough cut through them. Their manager was looming over them, and Laxus met them with a cruel grin, knowing it was too late: that was the problem with live TV.

"Problem?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"What the hell were you thinking?" The manager snarled. "You just fucked all of us, do you understand that? How fucking selfish are you. You've ruined this album, you know that? You think your bandmates will forgive you?"

"Nothing to forgive," Bix said immediately.

"You're a dick for not letting him do it before," Evergreen agreed.

Their manager seemed to flounder for a moment, before narrowing his glare at Laxus again. "Do you think your fans will want to see that?" He growled again, voice getting louder now. "You think they'll still want you now they know that. Now they have to think about you being with… with him!" He motioned to Freed disparagingly. "They'll leave you. You've fucked yourselves, you know that."

Silence filled the soundstage, and their manager seethed. Laxus grinned, then looked past him towards the audience, half of whom had their phones pointed towards them.

"Since you're always talking about PR," Laxus smirked. "How d'you think you'll look once this hits Twitter?"

Their manager halted, then slowly turned. He turned sheet white, and it was brilliant.

"Oh, and in case you're worrying about your little threat to drop us if I came out, don't," Laxus smirked, though looked up to his band, who all nodded. "Yer fired, so fuck off."

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what is el's role on the ship? 👀

el has a specialized position is ops! it's somewhere between navigation and engineering, essentially he's the little guy that charts the planet and star positions -- and while many modern ships do this automatically, he tends to these systems as well as going absolutely overboard and manually charting a lot of them in the case of system failure for any reason. he's also very well versed in a lot of alien culture because of his fascination with differing planets; depending on which (self)ship we're referring to he's more outgoing or sort of reserved.

that being said, in the case of el/picard, el is the commander & head of navigation, though he's not often found on the bridge, instead in the navi command center and cooperating with the bridge crew to ensure the ship plots the correct & easiest/fastest course :] he does tend to visit the bridge frequently though, but i suppose that's more of a "to be fair he's dating picard and therefore is more inclined to hand over information in person" kind of thing. in this verse he's very outgoing and witty, and has no problem sharing banter with just about anyone in a lighthearted sense!

otherwise, he's a tad more reserved, and a lt. commander, but still for the most part the driving force behind navi, he's just a bit more scatterbrained and quieter (which is true to the other verse as well! it's just that when he's commander he's older and much more comfortable in his position & with the crew)

some constants are that he's a short king who loves art and sort of gets along with everyone :] he's very friendly and loves joking around with his close friends (geordi and troi!). he sees wes as like a little brother, and wes often confides in him when he has a problem 😎 but ya! i love talking ab el so like feel free to ask specifics ✌️

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i can never take cara delevingne seriously ever since i learned her great-grandfather created the black and tans. instead of "pegging" the patriarchy u should be "examining" the fact ur great grandfather created a brutal militia that had state permission to murder and brutalize irish civilians, who at most times had nothing to do with any of the guerilla groups operating against the british occupation, during the 1920 war of independence

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like I cannot stop thinking ab this. I know me and cait have talked ab this before but leo and percy are perfect foils because leo is the murphy's law of percy. everything that could have gone wrong in percy's life went wrong in leo's.

sally kept percy out of godly stuff until her hand was forced when tlt starts, but leo is seemingly half-raised by hera, who "trains" him since a very young age. leo isn't hidden like percy was and this leads gaia to him. leo

sally's importance in percy's life cannot be understated. we see, even in pjo, where fatherhood plays a central role, that mothers for demigods can shape how they're raised and how they grow up. sally being there for percy and staying with him all the way through pjo gives percy a point of safety. a home with a loving mother and an 'escape' from demigod life. sally looks after and takes care of percy.

but because of godly interference and gaia, leo doesn't get that. leo is what percy could have turned out like if kronos had killed sally. leo is eternally on the run, away from his home, his past and probably the monsters who would have hunted him. leo's actions and character were irrevocable shaped by esperanza dying. leo is a lonely character who's self-worth has been destroyed by years of abandonment and guilt that he feels inferior to those around him. leo doesn't get a home to return to or family outside the demigod world. chb is the only home leo has had since he was 8.

their backgrounds, being so similar too, should have lead to resentment on some part from leo at least. percy had everything leo ever wanted despite being in the same situation as leo. a child of prophecy who was hunted by the big bad and had dangerous powers.

leo is everything percy could have been if fate wasn't on his side. obviously, in some aspects, they're similar (pranksters and loyal only to those they see as their own, very clear with the nico scene where leo doesn't care about nico so much because he doesn't know nico. he sees it as an unnecessary venture that could hurt his ship, jason or piper) while percy rails against this, could we say the same if it was someone percy had never met? maybe. maybe not.

to summerize. jason and percy weren't interesting foils bc it was based on power and neither character is interested in power. though leo and percy, who are so similar but otherwise completely different, would have been incredibly interesting.

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this is entirely inane but adding to my 'leo and percy should have been foils instead of jason and percy' when we're first introduced to percy in tlt, he mentions, when describing how weird his life had been, that he strangled a snake that had crawled into his bed

this, of course, is showing 1) that percy is strong and not entirely human and 2) harkens back to heraclus, who did the exact same thing

however when we're first introduced to leo, a character who seems to be in the same situation as percy (child/teen with weird powers who comes to camp after being attacked and is a child of prophecy who is being hunted by the big bad) but when he's describing a similar situation he tells us he couldn't kill the snake. hera gives him the weapon and the snake and leo, presumably only a toddler or a young child at this point, refuses.

leo refuses based on the fact that he feels the snake has done him no wrong and feels no need to attack. hera is shown to be training leo since he was a baby but he refuses to actually hurt the snake and instead lets it leave.

leo isn't a hero like percy is. leo wants to be a hero, and only gets the title through self-sacrifice. percy doesn't want to be a hero but doesn't have another choice in the matter. I don't know what this is about I just had this thought earlier today. so here u go

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thank you to whoever stripped the queen of her magic powers long enough for prince philip's reanimated corpse to finally turn back to dust

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Ishqbaaz Liveblog, E5: Devi Maiyya Working Overtime for Shivika to Happen

Previously: E4 “Anyone between 40-59 is shit”

No big note here, except that I am still enjoying Ishqbaaz! I love the long gazes, the bros chilling, Anika being a badass and my desi self enjoying this like anything.

Ab, enjoy the liveblog:

Episode 5 “Devi Maiyya Working Overtime for Shivika to Happen”

- Ewww Pinky here.

- Tia? Who’s she?

- Pinky is so happy, over interest in beta ka chakkar.

- Lady Baba? Lol, RUDY YOU ARE AMAZING. You call Tia that?Good, Shivaay told his bro to respect Tia.

- Rudy: Respected Lady Baba! Okay so Shiaay just accepted he loves Tia. Hmm.

- LOL RUDY IS… HILARIOUS!

- Ok so Rudy is about Nibba Nibbi waala pyaar and Omkara is all about Dhadkan waala pyaar.

- Shivaay, lineage class bloodline aren’t qualities. Lol, Shivaay clarified that Tia gives space and stuff. So great.

- Ohhhh… there’s a 1500 crore deal with their relationship - actually happens in big families.

- Omkara wishing bro gets real love.

- Lolllll RUDY HOPING SHIVAAY FALLS IN LOVE PRE-WEDDING OTHERWISE IT COULD CAUSE COMPLICATIONS!

- Dadi, what mystery call are you doing?

- Baapre, Dadi got enough shock to get a heart attack. I have an inkling that with every other episode the IB people just give a heart attack to Dadi.

- Dadi why are you surprised that they said lie, especially after taking Ram’s kasam. You have over estimated your sanskaar.

- People overestimate children, you overestimated your teachings.

- Poor Anika. Trauma from the death of her parents and (death?) of her younger sis.

- oK MY HEART IS BREAKING HOW OLDER ANIKA SNUGGLES UP TO SAHIL.

- “Why fear something that even fireflies can defeat (darkness).” MY HEART MELTED.

- Side note: She’s middle classed so how is her room so big!!!!! Yaar mujhe bhi aise hi middle class hona hai.

- Of course, Shivaay and Anika are on the same road.

- This Shivaay and Anika ka milaap ke liye Devi Maiyya is working on overdrive. I pity her, Devi Maiyya has lost all her time and sleep in making impossible happen - ArShi, ShivIka, RiKara - can’t these humans do anything for themselves.

- OH GOD HE WILL RUN OVER HER. AND ANIKA DON’T FIX YOUR SHOE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD.

- ANIKA LOOK BEHIND YOU

- Shivaay pulling a Singham! Didn’t know he was Ajay Devgn fan.

- What car swerve, Rohit Shetty will be proud of you.

- Nice suit Shivaay.

- Ok, Anika and Shivaay’s banter is hilarious.

- “You had to find my car to die?” “Excuse me, I’m middle classed. I will find a middle classed way to die - such as under a local train” *Monisha Sarabhai clapping and whistling from the other end of Cuffe Parade*

- Ah, 2 crores car. This reminds me;

- Oh main nikla, gaddi leke, Oh sarak pe, Anika lane pe, Jo mod main liya, Uske pas dil chor aaya.

- Rudy will be proud of me.

- Meanwhile, Arnav and Khushi’s alter egos - Shivaay and Anika bicker about aukaad and all. Do all these heroes go to the same school?

- How come they all have the same homework! *cheater*

- Anika’s shock on a 2 crore car is me, I hate LUXURY ITEMS. Faltu ka kharcha!

- Ok Anika is SMART. Why not use the 2 crores to start a business instead - great idea.

- Lol she thought dialogue is over and muttered “if not for being Priyanka’s bro” and FINALLY SOMEONE ADDRESSED THE DRAMATIC ENTRY OF A 4LION HERO.

- WHO RANDOMLY APPEARS

“KI AAP BHOOT KI TARHA ENTRY KYUN MAARTE HAIN!”

- Rudy, you don’t know how it feels to give half completed art of someone without telling the other person. Ah, no wonder Om is sweetly beating up his bro.

- Dadi again in #merebetefeelz

- Oh no Dadi don’t go in the i-won’t-tell-them-truth-cause-they’re-so-happy. IT NEVER WORKS! DID YOU NOT SEE IPK! DEKHA WHAT HAPPENED WHEN KHUSHI HID SHYAM’S TRUTH? WHEN PAYAL HID SHYAM’S TRUTH? WHEN ARNAV LATER HID SHYAM’S TRUTH…

- Wait 70% of all problems came with everyone hiding Shyam’s truth?

- Rudy is asking important questions, why is Shivaay marrying Lady Baba urf Tia. Lol, Rudy is roasting Tia like hell. #rudyroasts Om agrees! Arrey, Mr. Shayar strikes again.

- Ok Om, Arnav would disagree - saudaa is also relationship. Sauda is a relationship.

- Wah, here Om talks about how the woman for Shivaay should be of his ‘takkar’ and boom we’re cut to Shivaay and Anika. I must say, this show lives and breathes on foreshadowing. Matlab subtlety jaye ghaas lene.

- Ok I love Anika’s throwbacks to every iconic male lead dialogue.

- “Pray you don’t see Shivaay Singh Oberoi’s anger” - SSO

- “Dude, wtf do you think you are?” - Anika

- LOL Anika is going to test the power of Shivaay’s name with bulls - apparently the world doesn’t stop for Shivaay! Ok I’m loving this way too much.

- Ok Shivaay shut up, don’t go to Anika’s parents.

- LOL ANIKA THREW SHIT SHIVAAY’S CAR BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT SHIVAAY SPOKE CRAP.

- OH WHAT A SENTENCE I CRAFTED.

- Om and Dadi and Rudy sitting and chatting about Shivaay. Is this the audience? Dadi has two jobs - clarify Shivaay’s stance and oversell him to the audience, or just foreshadow things in Shivaay’s life.

- Shivaay, you flexer! But what a flex.

- Anika legit challenged him if he could fly above a landslide.

- Turns out he can.

- Ok WHY IS OH JAANA PLAYING? I DON’T GET IT. WHEN YOU DO THIS I DON’T UNDERSTAND IF THIS IS SHOW TELLING US YO THESE TWO GONNA DO THE DEED ONE DAY OR TELLING US IF THE CHARACTERS FEEL A SPARK…

- Just noticed, Shivaay is a bit of an awkward teen around Anika.

- Ok we come to this show’s Sim and Pam.

- Hello Lady Baba.

- OMG DIA FROM MJHT!!!!!!! MERI DIA!!!!! HULCHUL HO DIL MAIN MILEY HAB HUM TUM!!!

- She’s Tia from Dia? Lol.

- Oh I just realised that I have a shirt just like Anika’s.

- OH GOD Devi Maiyya WORKING SO HARD TO GET SHIVAAY AND ANIKA TOGETHER. ANIKA HAD TO DELIVER FOOD AT TIA’S PLACE!

- Devi Maiyya be like:

- Wah, despite using a helicopter babua arrived later than Anika at Tia’s place.

- I’m sometimes confused by the bg musics the show chooses.

- Hahaha Shivaay is stuck seeing Anika.

- Ok has Nakuul been instructed to take his sunglasses off in just one way.

- Haha Anika dancing so cutely in the bg, OK SEE NOW I DON’T KNOW IF SHIVAAY LIKES HER CRAZY DAN—

- OH WAIT WHENEVER HE DOES THAT LITTLE TEEN HAIR THING IT MEANS HE’S ATTRACTED TO WHAT HE SEES BUT IS A BIT DOOFUS TO GET THAT. LOL

I cannot wait to see what happens next! No big footnote either cause finger cut but the lb was prewritten and it’s one of my biggest source if joy as of now, lol. AND I LOVE YOU’RE ALL KE NOTES!!!

See you soon,

- JWB

Next up: E6 “Rudy takes over Devi Maiyya’s shipping duties”

#ib #ishqbaaz #ishqbaaz liveblog #tere liye ttji #fun times #shivaay is an awkward teen

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Karma is a Bitch

Theme: smutty filth, criminal activity, virgin reader, etc… MATURE 18+ READERS ONLY!!!!

Pairing Criminal!Steve Rogers x Nurse!Reader

This is for @sherrybaby14 and her Reader-insert smut prompt challenge - Steve Rogers Prompt #16

A/N: I hope you like this @sherrybaby14 (hugs)

Final word count: 3898

Summary: After finally getting her freedom from mob life and putting her brother, James “Bucky” Barnes, behind bars with her testimony, a chance encounter with a wounded man puts everything she’s built for herself in jeopardy.

Steve’s POV

This just wasn’t my day. I’d just pulled off a brilliant jewelry heist, only to get noticed by a passing patrol car while exiting the store.

Fuck my life.

It wasn’t always bad, at least not while I worked for Bucky. He was one hell of a crime boss and was more than fair to his employees, myself included. But now? He was in prison for 25 to life, because of a whack load of evidence and some pretty hefty testimonies. What was left of the empire he’d built was trying to survive.

That being said, fast forward to tonight. I make a beeline for the alley, my escape car parked two streets over, two-minute sprint through the back lanes. The cops started firing at me, I fired back. I managed to make it to the car and unlock the door before they rounded the final corner, weapons still drawn, bullets still flying everywhere.

Adrenaline was pumping wildly through my veins as I took off down the street, my unmarked Firebird screeching over the pavement. Taking back alleys and dark roads as much as possible, I finally managed to pull into a dark lot and ditch the car. I grabbed the jewels and ran for the underground sanctuary I had for emergencies.

I never made it there.

Reader’s POV

There are pros and cons to being a nurse. I get to help people, save lives, but the hours are shit. The only reason I stay is to help the patients. Well, that and money helps. Not that I need it. But I don’t like to use the other funds I have at my disposal, except in a dire emergency. They remind me too much of my brother and the life he had before my testimony put him away for life.

I was able to get into the witness protection program and have my name scrubbed from the testimony. I loved my brother, don’t get me wrong, but it was too much danger. My life almost ended a few times, but the last time was what made me turn. Not only did a rival family kidnap me, one of them almost raped me, and threatened to execute me. NOT FUN!

My brother killed them and rescued me, but I’d had enough. All I wanted was to live peacefully and without constant fear of being targeted by someone else. I changed my hair, my clothing, my looks, and my name, got a place in a different area of town, and was finally at a place in my life where I could just be me.

Well I was.

I went for a walk late, my German shepherd decided to fancy a stroll, and of course, how could I say no to that beautiful puppy face. I wasn’t worried about being attacked or anything, mostly because one look at Bowser (yes I named him Bowser), and most people crossed the street to avoid me. It was a nice feeling.

It was Bowser who noticed him first. I was completely in my own little world, enjoying the evening air, the stars. Bowser barked, whining as he strained against his leash, desperate to get to whatever was in the parking lot. I frowned. Bowser never behaved like this. It was unnerving to say the least. I followed my dog’s lead, and my jaw dropped at the sight of the man on the ground, unconscious, blood pooling from a wound in his side. I knelt down and check his pulse, and breathed a sigh of relief upon finding he wasn’t dead.

I went to call 9-1-1 and get an ambulance, but a hand reached out to stop me. “No cops. Please.” He croaked before passing out once more.

I frowned. I didn’t like the road this evening was heading down, and I certainly didn’t need to draw attention to myself. But I couldn’t walk away either. This man needed help, and I was the only person around who could get him the help he needed.

I checked around for security cameras around the lot, finding none close by, then checked the street. It was almost a god send that the streets were empty at the moment, and that my home was close by. I grabbed him by the arms, and dragged him back to my house, Bowser sticking close by, in case something bad happened.

Steve’s POV

I winced at the sunlight pouring in, it’s brightness blinding me something fierce. I had a massive headache, and on top of that, every movement shot burning pain through my abdomen. I gingerly moved my hand over the area and felt a bandage. Then I remembered seeing the blood seeping through my clothing right before I collapsed.

I’d been shot.

But I wasn’t in a hospital, nor was I in a prison medical facility. I was in a house. Whose house, I couldn’t say, but it looked feminine. The room I currently occupied had sunshine yellow walls, with decorative floral art pieces hanging from them. The furnishings were dark mahogany to contrast the yellow, and the bedding was a mix of pink and grey, with a quilted floral bedspread. It was actually quite breathtaking.

I tried to move, desperate to take a leak, only to realize three things.

1. I was naked.

2. It hurt to move.

3. There was a massive German shepherd sitting at the foot of the bed watching my every move.

Fuck!

The dog whined and barked, drawing in a woman, no an angel. Her (H/C) hair flowed about her with fluid grace, in time with her body movements. Her skin was radiant, almost glowing in the sunshine lit room. Her (E/C) eyes were magnets, drawing me in like a ship to a siren.

My body certainly had no problems with her looks either, I could feel myself growing hard, and had to shift the covers to hide my obvious attraction.

“Going somewhere?” she asked, raising her eyebrow.

“I need to use the washroom.” I managed to speak with a somewhat normal tone. My other brain was screaming for me to take her and do wicked things to that delectable body of hers.

She cocked her head to one side, as if studying me. “Hmm. Ok. Here,” she tossed me a robe. “Put this on and I’ll help you to the bathroom.”

I nodded and slipped the white terry bath robe over my broad shoulders. It was actually quite roomy and comfortable. She blushed and turned away while I awkwardly stood and wrapped the plush material around my torso to cover my hard-on.

Once I was ready I cleared my throat and she turned back to me, then came to put my arm around her shoulders to support me while we journeyed to the washroom. Once there, she released my arm. “I’ll be here when you’re done. There’s a new toothbrush in there, and shaving products should you want to use them.”

I nodded and closed the door. After relieving myself, I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I didn’t shave, but made sure my beard was trimmed and clean. Once I was done, I ran my fingers through my hair, using a small amount of water to smooth down the stray hairs.

Satisfied with my appearance, I opened the door and, true to her word, the woman was leaning against the wall, waiting for me. She positioned herself on my sore side, taking my arm and wrapping it around her shoulders once more, and walked me back to the room.

My body reacted to her close proximity, her scent was intoxicating. Citrus and floral, a hint of vanilla and sandalwood. I fought the urge to take her against the wall, fuck her senseless, pound into her so hard that she wouldn’t walk straight for a god damned week.

Only the pain from the gunshot stopped me from my current fantasy. Carefully I sat on the bed and she helped me swing my legs up so I could lay back on the pillows she’d placed behind me.

“Stay.” She ordered, before disappearing from the room. Minutes later she returned with a tray containing a sandwich, some soup, and what smelled like coffee, along with a glass of water and what I perceived to be pain meds. “Do you take cream or sugar, and do you have any allergies?”

When I shook my head, she continued. “Here’s some T 3’s. They’ll help take the edge off the pain. After you’ve eaten, we’ll get you set up for a shower, then I’ll check and redress the wound. You’re lucky, you know. It was a through and through shot, and didn’t hit any major organs.”

I arched a brow. “How did you know it was a gunshot?”

“I’m a nurse.” She said simply. “Besides, I’ve seen enough of those kinds of wounds to last a lifetime. It’s not my first rodeo with this shit.”

I wanted to ask what she meant but decided against it. It wasn’t any of my business. But I could see a hint of what looked like regret in her gaze, along with sorrow, like she missed someone, family perhaps. She turned away and strode out of the room, leaving me to dig in to the feast before me. I hadn’t realized how hungry I was until now, the homemade broccoli and cheddar soup invading my senses, and the turkey bacon club sandwich that accompanied the hot liquid was divine. I took the analgesics and then quickly polished off the food before me, my stomach rejoicing as it received the tantalizing offerings.

My mind wondered briefly to the other things she’d said. Mostly, setting me up for a shower. I could barely stand on my own right now, maybe I could lean against the shower tiles for most of it, but getting in and out would be a challenge. What I wouldn’t give to have her in there with me, her hands sliding over my skin as she lathers soap over my body, caressing my shoulders, my abs, my aching cock. It was a wet dream right now, but damn, what I wouldn’t give to make it reality. To take her and make her mine. Permanently.

Reader’s POV

I pride myself on my self-control, and my ability to do my job. Mr. Hunk wasn’t making my life or my job easy, that’s for sure. He’d been unconscious for two damn days, and I can’t even begin to count how many times I’d imagined what he’d feel like. I’m embarrassed to admit I’d masturbated a few times with him in my thoughts. It took every ounce of will power I possessed to clean and bandage his wound without running my fingers over his firm torso or those rock solid abs.

Last night I’d been so bold as to masturbate while watching him sleep. I imagined his fingers parting my folds, his tongue fucking me, his hard cock driving into me with wild abandon. I’d never reacted to any man like this. It was new and a bit frightening.

I’d kissed a few men in my 22 years, but I’d never actually done anything beyond that. James was very protective, and very intimidating. Any guy who met him usually took me on a very polite date, then I never heard from them again. After my brother’s incarceration I’d been so engrossed in work and changing my identity and address, I hadn’t really put any thought into dating

But now, with my overbearing sibling in prison, and this gorgeous man in my bedroom, the thoughts were most definitely there.

I walked back to the room after about half an hour, smiling when I see the empty tray. He was famished, as I’d guessed, and polished off the entire meal. “How was the food? Satisfactory, I hope?”

He grinned. “Beyond satisfactory. It was spectacular. Thank you. For all of this.” He gestured to his bandage and the tray.

I blushed and nodded, my eyes raking over his bare chest. “Your welcome. Now, we should get you showered and cleaned up so I can check that wound.”

He glanced at me, and I quickly averted my eyes. Had he seen me ogling him? Fuck.

“You should tell me your name. I want to know the name of my savior.”

My cheeks were crimson now. “YN.” I managed, my voice shy now.

He looked me over. “YN. It’s a beautiful name. I’m Steve.”

He held his hand out to me, and I took it. Instantly, sparks flew between us. He studied my reaction, and I couldn’t tear myself away from his blue eyes, sparkling like sapphires in the gleam of the afternoon sun.

I cleared my throat. “We should get you to the shower now.”

He nodded and I helped him stand. He turned to face me for a moment, and his head bent toward me, his lips brushing lightly across mine. He quickly straightened and apologized. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.”

I frowned and helped him to the washroom. Had I done something wrong? Was I supposed to react differently? My hormones were screaming at me to kiss him, to inform him he hadn’t been out of line at all. I was simply surprised by the gesture. I wanted him to kiss me again actually.

My panties were wet with the thought.

I started the shower then blushed furiously as I turned to him, only to find that he’d removed the robe and stood in front of me in all his naked glory. Fuck! My panties, if they weren’t ruined before, certainly were now. I was gushing. I’m pretty sure I orgasmed from the sight of him.

As if sensing my lustful thoughts, he stepped closer to me, and gently wrapped his hand around the back of my head, tilting it up to meet his lips once again. The second our mouths connected I melted, and any resolve I’d been having went straight out the window. He lifted my shirt and tossed it behind him with his good side, then went to remove my bra. I worked swiftly at removing my jeans and my ruined undergarments, then I put my hand in his and led him to the shower. The steamy liquid washed down over us, and Steve winced as his wound made contact with the water.

“Careful. Just turn slightly away from the water. Partial contact will be easier to endure.” I whispered.

Steve shrugged. “I’ve got something to distract me from the pain.” He pulled me into his arms again as his lips crashed into mine. There was no gentleness there, just raw, savage need. I could feel the thick bulge of his arousal pressed against my belly as I pressed closer to him. God this man was fucking incredible, well endowed, and at this moment…mine.

Steve’s POV

Pain was about the furthest thing from my mind. I was pretty sure this was heaven as I watched YN take some soap and lather it over my body, taking extra care around the bullet wound. Her hands caressed my back, my front, then she moved lower, giving my hard cock some much wanted attention. Her tongue flicked over my length, then dipped into the tip, swirling around the large head, causing it to jerk. I almost came right there.

“Careful sweetheart. You might make me come too soon.”

She stood and grinned while blushing. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

I stopped her right there. “I wasn’t stopping you because I wasn’t enjoying your attention. Quite the opposite, actually. I was very happy with what you were doing. But I was hoping to finish in a different way.”

Her lips formed an ‘Oh’ while she turned a bright crimson. Could she really be that innocent? I was beginning to think she’d never done anything like this before.

We rinsed off and exited the shower, YN bending down to retrieve the robe from the floor. She wrapped it around me, then grabbed a towel for herself. Taking my hand, she walked with me back to the bedroom, where she had me lay down, minus the robe, while she put a fresh bandage on my wound. Once that was taken care of, she removed her towel and came to join me on the bed.

“How do you want to do this?” she asked.

I thought for a moment. I was in good enough shape to support myself with my good side, but I didn’t know if I could get all the momentum needed. The best option would be her on top.

“Straddle my hips.” I motioned with my hands, then I reached between us and felt her tight heat. She was so wet. Fuck! I slid my fingers along her slit, and she gasped when I slipped two of my thick digits inside her. Tight was in fact an understatement. I cursed then she moaned. My control was all but gone now, I wanted nothing more than to dive in.

So I did.

I lined up my cock with her entrance and after looking into her eyes, thrust inside. Her tight walls contracted as she struggled to adjust to my size. There was a brief flicker of pain in her eyes, but her smile told me all I needed. Then I was thrusting, slowly at first, making sure she was still ok, then I picked up speed.

She chanted my name over and over as she felt the first orgasm hit, throwing her head back as it washed over her. Her cries filled the room as my thrusts became more urgent, giving her more aftershocks.

“Steve…Oh God!”

Her words sent me into a frenzy as I hit my own climax, spilling inside her as her walls clenched around my cock.

Panting, she collapsed on top of me, then scurried to the side when I groaned. “Oh my god, sorry.” She immediately felt horrible for the faux pas.

“No worries.” I reassured her. I pulled her close to me our bodies relaxed from the mind-blowing sex we’d just participated in.

“Ok.” She said quietly as her eyelids closed, along with mine, our bodies resting together.

Reader’s POV

I woke first, glancing beside me, my cheeks flushed as I recalled what I’d done with this man. Carefully maneuvering out of his arms, not that I really wanted to, I got off the bed and went to check his wound. The vigorous sex we’d had last night hadn’t opened the stitches thankfully, nor had it caused any weeping. I breathed a sigh of relief and tugged on some sweats and a t-shirt. Padding to the kitchen, I set about making some breakfast, quickly deciding on pancakes and bacon.

Maybe it’s my inner consciousness chiding me, but I realize I know nothing about the man in my bed. I don’t know who he is or why he was shot. I don’t know fuck all really, apart from his first name. There’s a small part of me that thinks he looks familiar, but for the life of me I can’t place him. I shake the thought from my brain as I mix the batter and start frying the bacon.

I have coffee going and most of the food made when I hear footsteps behind me. I turn around and I’m greeted with soft lips on mine. “Morning.” His voice is husky and I feel myself growing damp once again. I never knew one man could have such a profound effect on me.

I smile and hand him a mug of coffee. “Morning yourself, sleepyhead. How do you feel today?”

He sat down at the table. “Not bad, better than yesterday for sure. Considering the activities of last night, I feel pretty damn good.”

I nodded as I put out the food. “That’s good.” I pause as I sit down across from him. “We should probably talk.”

He seems to think on that idea. “Yeah, probably. I’m sure you’ve got a shitload of questions about everything.”

“I do, though I probably don’t want to know the answers to them.” I answer truthfully. And I really don’t, for numerous reasons. What I don’t know can’t hurt me, well not directly. Or at least, that’s what I told myself.

He nodded. “I was seen by a patrol car leaving the scene of a jewelry heist. I was seconds away from a clean getaway. I ran, they chased, they shot at me, I shot at them…blah blah blah. You get the idea. Anyways, I got to my car and drove off, only to get out, make it about 20 feet, and collapse behind the dumpsters. You know the rest.”

I pursed my lips. “How did you get into this life? You’re smart, strong, and you seem to have a good head on your shoulders. You don’t seem like the type to just choose crime as a life goal.”

He looked down at his plate. “I was a street kid, orphaned when I was 11. This guy found me and took me in, gave me a place to stay and food to eat. I guess it was kind of like adopting, but he was only two years older than me. He had a family.”

My eyes widened. “Wow. So you stayed with his family?”

He shook his head. “No. He hid me at their family guest house for some years. No one ever used it, it was kind of like a prop on their land. So I had heat, running water, and shelter. The boy who’d helped me brought me some of his clothes and always visited me. My life would probably have ended years ago if he hadn’t found me.”

That uneasy feeling popped into the back of my mind again. I really hoped I was wrong with that thought. I remembered my brother spending a lot of time in our guest cottage. He never let me tag along, mostly cuz I was 4 and completely annoying at that age. But, he’d also warned me to never go near the cottage, else he’d beat me. Not that he ever laid a hand on me. It was just a warning, but one I took seriously at the time. He’d also warned me to never tell mom or dad about his frequent visits to the guest house. And I hadn’t.

I held my breath, debating whether or not I should ask the next question, the one that burned on the tip of my tongue. I would hate myself for asking, but I would hate myself more for not asking.

“What was the boy’s name?”

My blood froze when he answered, and not just from the answer, but from the tone of his voice. “You probably know him, since I saw a picture of him on your dresser this morning YN. His name was James, but everyone always called him Bucky.”

@sherrybaby14 @legion1993

#prompt challenge #marvel #AU Steve Rogers

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iintemperiae · 4 years

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Thanks for 150!! [closed]

A/N: jdsldkdksks i don't really check how many followers i have and i was hella surprised that i even surpassed a hundred [why do you guys even follow me i just lkke reblog shit and post crack wtf] but nonetheless i still appreciate it!!

[about the event]

drop by my inbox!

❁ fr i wanna interact with someone pleeeease i swear i have a personality HAHAHAHA

❁ ask about me!! or just talk about your day!! anything gosh i just wanna make sum friends tangina naman oh

❁ check this ask prompt! or this one [maybe this one idc i just wanna interact ;-;]

self-ship drawings!

❁ ngl im pretty shit at writing in englsih so

❁ basically you submit to me a picrew thing or a selfie and tell me who you ship yourself with and ill try my best to draw you guys!

❁ here's some samples i made for ate aera [@agaassi] and ate alli [@watermelonsugawara], and of course one for myself because im a self induglent bitch

[how to join]

the event will be open indefinitely, but i will only be doing the first 15 submissions [i know that it doesnt look like a lot but it will probably take me a few days to finish all of it] unless youre a moot or a part of ate alli's filo dc cause i will definitely squeeze you in sorry

edit youself in picrew or send in a selfie through my submissions and tell me who you ship yourself with!

if there are details you can't find in the picrew thing [hair color, piercings, moles, tattoo, scar, significant jewelry, glasses], please tell me and ill try to include it

do note that i usually portray platonic love, but if you want something romantic, please tell! but im not exactly sure if it'll turn out the way you'd like since i can't capture intimacy yet wala kasi akong jowa but i wont make any promises

i'll tag you when i post it [lmk if you dont want to] or you can find it under the tag #alya 150

lmk if you have a preference [wallpaper size or background color] but i'll be the one choosing the pose!

[disclaimers!]

im kinda new to this whole digital art thing and this is kind of like practice for me, so please don't get your hopes up for something really nice

i don't draw anything nude. some abs is probably the limit, but i've never tried that either but lmk if you want that

my anatomy is basically nonexistent so some stuff might end up a bit wonky [especially when drawing muscles/beefy guys + i cant draw decent glasses ffs] but i will try my best!

#alya 150 #lezzgooooo #almusal diyan mga pre

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noxstellacaelum · 4 years

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No, it’s not just because the guy is hot ... and other BS about a female fan base (Looking at you Veronica Mars and Shadowhunters)

So, I suck at Tumblr. I changed my name and suddenly all of my links are broken. A friend asked me to repost this when she could not find it, so apologies for round 2.

I wrote recently about how filtering female characters through the male gaze can cause a project’s “center of gravity” to shift away from the agency and autonomy of female characters. This is how we end up w/ stories where women are there (narratively) to be pretty arm candy, or objects of sexual desire, or romantic partners (half a ship) vs characters who shape their own romantic and life choices. This is how we get female characters subjected to endless, pointless pain and trauma — usually sexual assault/ rape narratives (GoT, Veronica Mars). Or female characters who sacrifice endlessly and forgive every transgression, so that a man can be redeemed/ understood/ forgiven. (Why else would Buffy forgive Spike?) As I said, I don’t think every silly, guilty pleasure TV show or movie has to be a feminist icon story. Men can tell good stories about women. And give me flawed, complicated, nuanced characters and relationships any and every day of the week. I prefer truthful storytelling, not a kind of hagiography w/a side of feminism for my female characters.

Still, I had to just shake my head — after gagging on my coffee — when I saw the recent TV Line article quoting a senior executive at HULU as saying that the negative reaction to the ending of S4 Veronica Mars was A-O-K b/c it was a testament to how much people love the show. And, that the end was all part of RT’s super-well-thought-grand-plan to make VM into a noir detective show where Veronica solves random mysteries in random places and has no friends, no family, no relationships — having been an asshole to everyone in S4. Never mind S4 Veronica’s questionable detective skills, as evidenced by her failure to figure out who was behind the bombings until it was too late. Yeah. Whatever.

Of course, I didn’t stop at the article. I had to look at the comments. The official RT fanboy line appears to be that people who hated the ending are basically weak, stupid (heterosexual, I guess) girls who are upset that we won’t get to look at Jason D’s abs anymore. Apparently, we just don’t understand RT’s art and vision. Sad, really.

And so it goes. Once again, female fans are reduced to unthinking, stupid, crying hordes upset when we don’t get our happily-ever-after.

This is such complete and total bullshit. I hated all of S4 Veronica. VM in S4 is an unrecognizable asshole. She mocks Logan for seeking help for his PTSD. She misses or ignores her dad’s health crisis. She’s casually racist. She randomly uses drugs w/ strangers. She’s terrible to her friends (Weevil). And she’s the worst detective ever. Killing Logan off as some kind of suffer porn for VM was just one more piece of the shitty story telling that was S4. Especially since there was zero narrative explanation of how or why smart, gritty teenager Veronica fell into the abyss of self-loathing, self-absorption and cruelty that defines her in S4.

To my mind, though, the mansplaining from HULU, RT and crew is one of many examples of how Hollywood dismisses female fans along with female characters. In addition to Veronica Mars, I’ve written about how Shadowhunters TV betrayed both its female characters and many of its female fans. And, just as happened w/ Veronica Mars, when people objected, the show runners and their shills told us that we didn’t understand the showrunners’ art or storytelling; that we were upset bc not all of the couples got a wedding, that fan fiction could sort out the narrative mess left after the finale. As if completely sidelining the protagonist and her romantic partner, then tacking on a rom com meet cute at the end, made it all ok.

It wasn’t OK. It was BS. And, depressingly, not a surprise when one examines how the show treated its female characters and fan base all along.

- Cassie Clare, the author behind the six book series, has hinted on her Tumblr blog that from the very beginning, the male producers and show runners behind the TV adaption did not value her heavily female fan base. The show even added a lot of computers/ tech (explicitly NOT canon in the Shadowhunters universe), and made a character a police officer (not a bookstore owner) when it launched to attract an older male audience according to Clare. (Apart from the non-canon aspect of computers, stereotyping much on who likes tech?).

More importantly, the storytelling around female characters, and the treatment of their sexuality, showed the lack of regard the show had for female characters and their fans. Where to even start:

- The show aged-up the characters — which I am totally on board with — but then cast an actor who is only six years older than Matt D. (he played Alec) to play Mayrse, Alec’s (and Izzy and Jace’s adoptive) mother. 6 years!?! There are plenty of skilled, age appropriate performers one could have picked. Don’t tell me that casting decision was the product of anything other than the male gaze.

- Book Mayrse is a complicated and not always likeable character. Totally cool. Show Mayrse exists in S1 of SHTV for the sole purpose of being bigoted and homophobic re Alec (with a side of slut-shaming for her daughter Izzy). Then, in S3, she exists solely to punished (w/ a random de-rune-ing) and then redeemed for her homophobia by becoming “captain of the Malec ship.” S3 Mayrse seems to be entirely unaware that she has other children. Not Izzy. And not depressed, and suicidal Jace. A more richly observed character who is a mother would not act this way.

-Book Izzy is sexy and body positive. And a formidable warrior. Awesome. Show Izzy is often reduced to slutty eye candy in S1. She’s turned into a drug addict in S2. And, then, in S3 and the finale, she’s charged w caretaking duties for Jace (bc the show ignored the parabatai bond bw Alec and Jace and Mayrse was absent, as noted above). And, in the climactic fight scene, she’s disarmed by Clary (who had been training for a couple of months at that point) and needs to be saved by Simon, her non-Shadowhunter soon to be boyfriend. Simon is hugely heroic in the books, as is Clary, but their heroism is not at the expense of, or in place of, Izzy’s strength and heroism. (Or, maybe it’s that show Simon saves show Izzy from show Clary that’s the problem: book Izzy would not have been bested by Clary, book Clary never would have attacked her friends and chosen family, and the dark Clary made zero narrative/ emotional sense.

- Clary, the protagonist, is wholly sidelined in 3B and the finale. I won’t go down this rabbithole again, except to say that the show’s decision to strip Clary of her entire narrative arc — her mother, her father figure, her memories, her magic, her identity her chosen family, and her love — deeply, deeply betrayed the character and her fans.

- And, as I’ve written before, the dark Clary storyline seemed more about putting Kat M. In sexy clothes and having her act in a sexually aggressive way toward Jace (let’s call it what it was - the show hinted that she went down on Jace in a club while Jace was distraught over losing Clary and basically roofied) (bc sexually aggressive women are either slutty or evil on SHTV, I guess.). It made no sense.

-The whole Climon storyline was cringe worthy, and her weird shame-y commentary on Jace’s past sex life made no sense either.

- Maia hooking up w/ Jace behind a bar, and forgiving her attacker.

The list goes on and on.

I am sick and tired of Hollywood reducing female characters and female fans to unsophisticated, silly, shallow people looking only for the love of a (generally straight white) man. I am sick of shows sacrificing female characters and their fans to tell stories about other characters, even when those stories are worthy. (We shouldn’t have had to choose between, say, Magnus, Alec and Malec, and Clary, Jace and Clace.). I am sick of characters and fans serving as a mirror or vehicle for other characters’ stories.

Female fans watch TV. We buy movie tickets. We participate in fandoms. Stop telling us that we should be content w/ scraps from the storytelling table.

#SHTV #clary fairchild #veronica mars #veronica mars season 4 #mayrse #Jace Wayland #Clace #cassandra clare #tmi #shadowhunters

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some-days-we-get-sundays · 4 years

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Avalance couple questions- basically little one shots

First road trip:

Sara and Ava went to go visit Ava’s pretend parents in Fresno.*let’s just pretend they can drive to Fresno.

Sara: Look Ava I know I held a knife to your moms neck the last time but it was only because I thought something bad had happened to you and that they had something to do with it. But I really wanted to meet your parents for the first time, with you by my side. None of my significant others had normal parents. Yours are fake but they’re like out of an old navy catalog and...

Ava: Honey-

Sara: Right. Anyway I really would love to get to know them with you. We can both get to know them together and i dunno, make it a regular thing maybe? And you can meet my parents too. So what do you say, road trip?

Ava: Wait, did you say you held a knife to my mom’s neck :?

They decided to do it the old fashion way and take a car so that they could have an excuse to buy junk food for the road trip to Fresno. Well Sara wanted the excuse. Ava got apples, carrots, pears, and granola. Sara got sour patch kids, peanut butter cups, skittles, lunchables (even though Ava made them both sandwiches), twizzlers, and bbq flavor chips. They played 20 questions and would you rather. They took turns driving while the other dozed off. They argued over what to listen to on the Bluetooth. Ava wanted Taylor Swift and Sara threatened to break up with Ava just for suggesting that. They belted out some Lizzo and Ariana Grande, they listened to H.E.R and some classic rock after that. One would always try to hold the others hand while driving until they would swerve on the road and have to pay more attention to the road instead of each other.

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First impression of the other:

Sara: Scared and horny. She first sees Ava in her pants suit threatening the legends. Sara is turned on and then she realizes that Ava is being mean to her crew so she prepares a snappy comment just to see pants suit squirm and get more agitated. It’s super arousing to Sara watching this tall beautiful woman be so bossy and demanding and giving orders. But Ava isn’t on the legends side so Sara doesn’t like her... even if she’s fucking gorgeous.

Ava: Damn I finally get to see this captain “bad ass” in person. And jeez it should be a crime to have eyes that blue. What is she like 5 feet tall. She’s so tiny. How can this little human do all the damage she’s been doing for so many years as a legend and then even before that as an assassin. I knew she was... pretty but damn she’s like insanely pretty. Beautiful really. And that damn attitude... I’d like to take her down a peg. And that smart mouth of hers. Making fun of my outfit, that’s original. What I wouldn’t give to wipe that smirk off her face with my lips. Woah no. Sara’s bad. Bad Sara. Bad hot Sara. Fuck I’m so screwed.

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What do they argue about the most:

Sara’s life before the legends, Ava being the C word. Sara hiding things from Ava because she’s scared to ruin the relationship and Ava finding out and getting upset. Sara not letting Ava take care of her sometimes and wanting to handle things on her own. Ava is very nurturing and wants to take care of Sara but she often forgets that Sara had a very troubled life after the boat accident. Sara is used to hard shit and used to taking care of herself. Even when she was with Nyssa, both Sara and Nyssa were raised on survival, not love. Sara has to remember that Ava loves her with no obligations or strings attached. Sara doesn’t have to be scared with Ava, she doesn’t have ultimatums with Ava. So even though it’s been some years, Sara still has a hard time letting her guard down. Ava makes sure to look Sara in the eyes, softly hold her face and push Sara’s hair back and tell her that she can open her heart to Ava and that Ava wants to be there for Sara and that she loves Sara with her whole being. Ava tells Sara that even though she died a couple times and was an assassin a couple times that it’s still Ava’s job to protect Sara even though Sara could kick Ava’s ass if she wanted. Sara still tells Ava that she was taking it easy on her that day that they fought each other on the wave rider. Ava says, “you wanna bet.” And then they fight each other all the way to the bedroom.

Sara doesn’t understand what it’s like to realize your whole life was made up. She and Ava fight on occasion when Sara forgets sometimes how Ava came to be. Sara will bring up things that she did as a child and Ava doesn’t have those memories. When these things happen, Sara takes Ava’s hand, runs her thumb over Ava’s fingers and kisses Ava on the cheek. She then vows to make new memories with Ava every time that Ava is feeling particularly sad about being a Clone. They’ll go to chuck E cheese, they’ll have water gun fights, they’ll build a clubhouse and make forts and continue to go camping (without the monsters), they’ll watch some of Sara’s fave cartoons and kids shows, they’ll make up handshakes and play video games, they’ll play truth or dare, they’ll go to the 80′s and 90′s and walk around the mall, Sara will take Ava to live concerts and shows... Sara assures Ava that even though the past was fabricated, her present and future with Sara are very real <3

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Favorite things about each other:

Sara likes Ava’s height. Even though mostly everyone is taller than Sara, not everyone has the perfect height difference between them like Sara and Ava do. Sara likes when Ava swoops down and captures her lips. Sara likes standing on her tip toes and having Ava’s arms wrapped around her body. She likes when they’re hugging and Ava slightly lifts Sara off the ground. Sara likes when Ava spoons her because Ava’s body is soft and it perfectly engulfs Sara’s body and makes her feel like she’s in an Ava cocoon. Sara daydreams sometimes about the curve in Ava’s top lip. Those pouty lips of Ava’s send Sara overboard every time. One of her favorite things to do is suck on Ava’s top lip. Ava also has princess hair and Sara often calls her princess pants suit. Sara can spend hours lazily running her fingers through Ava’s locks. She loves when Ava let’s her braid them while they watch movies. Sara also likes Ava’s legs, they are so toned and they go on for days. Sara doesn’t mind when she gets caught hungrily looking at them either. Sara likes the pet names that Ava calls her. Oliver never called her pet names, and Nyssa called her beloved but Sara likes being Ava’s baby, Ava’s babe, Ava’s sweetheart, Ava’s honey. Sara likes that Ava makes breakfast for them both. Sara isn’t always the best at taking care of herself but Ava makes sure she’s eating properly. Ava’s heart is just so big and she cares so much. It makes Sara ache sometimes, how much Ava cares. Sara loves that Ava worked her way to the top. Nothing was handed to Ava. Ava is brilliant and extraordinary. She can take care of herself, just like Sara. Ava was a woman in a man’s world of monsters and she held her own. She can fight her own battles, just like Sara but she likes that Ava allows herself to cry and be sad and confused and admit when she needs help. Sara learns from Ava how to be more vulnerable and how to forgive herself.

Ava also likes Sara’s height. She usually is self conscious about being so tall but Sara makes her feel beautiful. She loves leaning down and closing out the world as she kisses Sara. She loves wrapping Sara up and protecting her. She doesn’t want Sara to go through anymore pain and when she engulfs Sara, she imagines that she is shielding her from any more heartache. She likes that Sara is so small but so fierce. Everyone around her is taller but when she walks in the room, she’s easily the tallest most strongest, fearless person there. Ava is in awe of Sara’s confidence. Sara told Ava about her past, but she still thinks some things have been left out to spare Ava. Ava doesn’t mind and knows that Sara will tell her when she’s ready. Ava knows this is probably everyone’s favorite physical feature about Sara but she doesn’t care. Those damned blue eyes of Sara’s. Holy shit. The first time Ava saw them in person she gasped. How is it possible to have eyes so blue. Ava feels lucky that Sara only has those eyes for her. She thinks just getting to have Sara in her life makes up for the fact that she is a Clone. Sara makes it all better. Ava of course also likes Sara’s abs. Sometimes when they’re lounging on the bed, Sara sprawled out in every which way, Ava slips her hand under Sara’s shirt and runs her fingers over Sara’s abs. She sometimes will lightly kiss them too. And it’s more tender than it is sexual. Ava sees little scars here and there that she traces with her fingers and kisses with her lips. She doesn’t ask Sara about them. Ava is fascinated by all of Sara’s martial arts skills and often gets Sara to show her some of the moves. Ava thinks Sara is the strongest person that she knows. She has fears but she does stuff anyways. She powers through her fears and doubts, she doesn’t hide or run from her past like she used to. She embraces who she is. She doesn’t apologize any more for who she was or how she had to survive.

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What do they do in their downtime?

Besides making up for lost childhood memories, Sara and Ava are homebodies. They obviously use the jump ship for vacations and weekends away but mostly they like to hang out on the time ship in Sara’s room. They lie in bed together and talk, they play video games, Ava reads and Sara puts on earbuds and speed reads audio books. They read the same book so that they can discuss it with each other. When they do go out they like to try all the suggested restaurants from different time periods and areas. They like to go watch movies in the theaters from all the different time periods as well. Sometimes they’ll have picnics or lounge on different beaches. They’ll go to art shows, and cute shops, and museums and they absolutely love walking around old bookstores together- the older the better. Mostly they love to just spend time together. It’s rare that they want to be apart like some couples. Ava and Sara have almost lost each other too many times and they’re always around the Legends, so they cherish anytime together when it’s uninterrupted and just the two of them.

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Who is more jealous

Ava keeps finding out all of the people that Sara has slept with. She’s not mad and she doesn’t blame these people. Who can resit the charms of Sara Lance. Ava certainly couldn’t. She doesn’t blame Sara either. Ava knows that Sara loves her and she now knows that Sara doesn’t want other women. Sara didn’t even want an Ava clone. She could have had her pick of a number of Ava look alike’s but she wanted this Ava. But those insecurities run deep. She’s more secure the longer that they’ve been together but when they’re around attractive people, Ava stands closer to Sara or grabs her hand and squeezes it. Sara squeezes it back every time and Ava relaxes. Then when they are alone, Sara shows Ava how much she only wants her.

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Who is more romantic

Sara is. Sara loves spoiling Ava. And cooking dinner for Ava (ok sometimes Gideon cooks but it’s the thought that counts). Sara loves getting Ava random gifts just because. Her and Charlie and Zari like to sneak away on the jump ship and go shopping in different time periods and Sara always finds cute little trinkets or jewelry or books to bring back for Ava. Ava doesn’t like the commercial holiday and hates her birthday but Sara loves to go all out. Sara likes the moonlit walks and the nights under the stars. She likes going to fairs and winning prizes for Ava. She grew up watching movies where the guy always kissed the girl in the rain, or made a big speech or got flowers just because. And even though Sara grew into this tough bad ass who died many times and had to do terrible things in order to survive, under all that she’s still that same little girl watching those movies, not even being able to believe that she gets to have this fairy tale. She gets the girl and fights the monsters, demons, and dragons on the way.

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First to Wake up/Go to Sleep

Sara usually wakes up before Ava but it’ll be anywhere from 2-5 in the morning. She still has nightmares so she’ll sometimes get up and go make Tea and take it back into bed with her. Ava wakes up at the normal time and when she see’s a mug that wasn’t there before on the nightstand, she feels bad because she knows that means Sara had a nightmare. Ava will make breakfast (even with Gideon insisting to let her do it) and then she’ll rub Sara’s back or stroke her hair till she wakes up. Ava usually falls asleep first unless it was a super tough day then they both knock out at the same time. Sara usually is the night owl though. She always seems to have so much on her mind keeping her awake. Once Ava has fallen asleep beside her, Sara snuggles in and spoons Ava, burying her face into Ava’s neck.

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Dear Chocolate Box Creator

Hello and thank you for creating for me!

For this exchange I am requesting fic for my gift, but I would always adore any art treats! (I just am terrible at coming up with art prompts most of the time, which is why it’s hard for me to specifically request them.)

For this exchange I’m giving more general prompts/likes than a lot for specific pairings - because frankly with so many pairings requested this would turn into a novel otherwise. Please just have fun and know that with most of these ships being on the rarer side, I’m thrilled to see anything new for them (minus any of my DNWs, of course ;) If I don’t have specific prompts for a ship below that doesn’t mean I would adore it any less than the other ships - my brain is just broken on coming up with new prompts for them at this point in time because I’ve been requesting them for so long :)

Do Not Wants (unless a specific exception is listed below)

A/B/O

formalized BDSM relationships and kink

pregnancy/kidfic

permanent death or permanently disabling injury

violence/cruelty toward animals

2nd person "reader" POV

trans or asexuality headcanons.

General likes/prompts:

For both romantic and platonic ships...

* Vacation/travel stories. Being unable to travel this past year thanks to covid-19 has me desperate to explore and live vicariously through my favorite characters! So I’d love a story involving travel to somewhere new. It could be a romantic getaway/honeymoon trip to somewhere special (and I love it when an author “takes me” to a favorite city/place of their own). Or two friends just going on an escapade together, maybe one sensing the other needs some time away from a stressful situation or workplace.

* Quarantine/life-in-2020 stories. I also enjoy stories about how characters have had to deal with self-quarantine, covid, and other related issues this year. I know many people may be sick of it, but as a health care worker myself stuck with it all for who knows how long (and missing family members overseas I can’t visit), it gives me some comfort to imagine how my favorite characters and ships are coping, too. Are they somehow stuck apart for a long period of time? Driving each other crazy cooped up at home? Discovering some new hobby or passion together? Being good emotional support for each other while dealing with distance from other family/loved ones?

* Soumates with a twist. I love soulmate/soulbond AUs, as long as it’s just not a shortcut to happily-ever-fluff. I want there to be some conflict or angst involved. For instance, I’d love seeing any “fusion” fics based off the concept of the AMC-network “Soumates” series - where there’s a scientific test a person can choose to take to find their soulmate (if the other person out there has also taken the test). That way it’s a choice to find out or not. Would an already established couple want to take the test to find out if they’re really “meant” to be together or not? What if they find out other people are their “soulmates”? What about the possibility of platonic soulmates vs romantic? Discussions for the future if/when one partner dies before the other? I’d love to see these questions played out with one of my fave ships in a happy or even somewhat angsty/dark way.

* Someone has an unexpected hobby or talent. One person has been holding out on the other about some unique interest, skill or hobby that they have. Could be anything from being a secret gourmet cook to stamp collecting - I’d just love a story about the discovery of this hidden interest, why the person never talked about it, if it’s something they could share together (or it just leaves the other person completely bewildered, aka, “You do you.”)

For romantic ships, specifically:

* Age difference dynamics. The age gaps in a lot of my romantic ships are a plus, not a minus :) I like the general power dynamics involved in them, but generally with the twist where the younger individual is perhaps more experienced/worldly in some way than the older character (for instance, how Eleanor is so cynical and knows all about the world whereas Michael in The Good Place, despite being an immortal being around for millennia, has so much to learn about human behavior and humanity.) I’m not into formalized BDSM situations/power-play, for clarification, so it’s more of a relationship dynamic that I like, not a sexual kink.

Specific Ship Requests

Crossover Fandom

Stewart Copeland (The Police (Band))/Taylor Hawkins (Foo Fighters) - one of my perennial favorite ships to always request. Would love any of my general prompts above.

Murdoc Niccals (Gorillaz)/Stewart Copeland (The Police (band)) - I’d love to see them meet up backstage or at an afterparty somewhere, and bonding over having their annoying lead singer/frontman “steal away” THEIR respective bands.

Murdoc Niccals (Gorillaz)/Peter Hook (New Order) - Something during the recording of “Aries”, of course! Is Murdoc jealous about having another bass player as a featured/guest artist? Have to prove who’s the one in charge?

Lucifer (Lucifer TV)/Murdoc Niccals (Gorillaz) - “Hail, Satan!” indeed! What wouldn’t an avowed Satanist like Murdoc love about the chance to meet - and perhaps service - his hero and spiritual leader? What would (this particular) Satan think about Murdoc and some of his truly awful shenanigans?

Abe Morgan (Forever TV 2014) & John Munch (Law & Order: SVU) - I’ve had a long running headcanon that these two could have been friends back in their respective 60s/early 70s hippie days. I’d love either a story set back then, “pre-canon”, or them running into each other in NYC later in life. Munch ending up in Abe’s antique shop, for instance, while on an investigation?

The Police

Stewart Copeland/Sting (The Police) - any of my general prompts, of course. Plus I’m always a sucker for reunion tour-era fluff, getting back together after all those years. Or something hot and sweaty set on Montserrat during the Ghost in the Machine or Synchronicity sessions.

Gorillaz

Murdoc Niccals/Stuart "2D" Pot (Gorillaz)

Murdoc Niccals & Noodle (Gorillaz)

Gorillaz is my newest obsession/fandom - and yes I know I’m like 20 years late for it. For 2Doc I would love anything angsty related to Plastic Beach/Phase 3 - I know it’s been done to death by now but it is my favorite part of the lore (and my favorite Gorillaz album). Also The Lost Chord video was so amazing...I’d love any kind of “what happens next” story set afterwards, what with 2-D saving Murdoc and all the feels that had to involve, after everything Murdoc did to 2-D on Plastic Beach.

I also adore the father/daughter dynamic between Murdoc and Noodle in phases 1 & 2...he’s such a “bad dad” but I love it. I’d love to see anything where he reacts to her giving him an unexpected gift, or just manages to warm/melt his icy bastard heart just a little bit.

Law & Order SVU

John Munch/Odafin "Fin" Tutuola (L&O: SVU) - they’re my perennial favorite request these days and I will never tire of stories about these two! Anything goes that fits my general requests or prompts!

John Carter/Peter Benton (ER 1994) - I was quite excited to see this ship in the tagset, and yes, please, there needs to be more of them! I watched ER through completely for the first time a couple years ago and they were the first ship I had while doing so. The mentor/mentee dynamic is right up my alley, I loved how Peter was there with John when he needed help for his addiction, and oh, that final episode. Any little “missing scenes” between them would be so wonderful. Or, something modern day, where might they be now as a long-time established couple? Celebrating an anniversary, or perhaps taking a moment to acknowledge something less happy/lost loved ones from the past.

The Good Place

Eleanor Shellstrop/Michael (The Good Place) - some day, some how, someone has to write some decent tentacle porn for this ship. They’d have to figure out some way to make it work with Michael in his true fire squid form. And while I’m not normally into kid/pregnancy fic, what if somehow Eleanor ends up pregnant with a half-squid half-demon baby? Yes, I know she’s dead. But somehow in this canon it has to be possible.

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