#rambled with this one oops

[jxsterr]

In that Depths post, you mentioned Link taking Zelda to Cotera to max out her gear. I feel like the Great Fairies are a little mini adventure for Zelink. Zelda's curiosity, Link's protective instincts and war flashbacks, plus my theory about how their magic works (acts of affection only) and I can't help but wonder how Zelink's initial and subsequent interactions with Great Fairies go. Do you have enough thoughts on that to put into a post?

WAIT UR SO RIGHT i hadnt even thought that much about how the great fairies worked until you mentioned it omgg

see the one thing thats up for debate is if zelda had ever interacted with the great fairies between botw and totk, i’d probably say she hasnt?? cuz it seems like the number of monsters we see in the games is Unusual so technically there wouldn’t be much need for her stuff to be upgraded, plus she literally has a guard dog LMAO

but i could imagine it being SUCH an emotional rollercoaster for zelda, we all know damn well she’s been starved of affection. i hope ive done this thought justice HAHA

- zelda is 100% spending the first 5 minutes there taking photos from every angle and link just has to stand there and wait while she’s like “i just need one more!!” (she’s said that 5 times now)

- i like to think that they’d be able to find things like fairies and blupees near the great fairies

- a further 10 minutes is spent with zelda on her hands and knees, purah pad in hands, trying to sneak close enough to a blupee to get a clear photo

- same thing with the fairies. she tries to catch one for science but fails miserably

- link catches one for her and she spends another minute just turning the jar in her hands. he can quite literally see the stars in her eyes

- “do you suppose we have a jar big enough to make a terrarium?” “i think so.” “hmm.. although, that may raise some concerns over fairy ethics..”

- totk has already shown us zelda has a thirst for keeping any funky creature she finds

- link waves and greets cotera nonchalantly. zelda can’t help but stare, wide-eyed and absolutely encapsulated by her beauty

- “my, and who’s this little wildflower you’ve brought along with you?”

- she’s surprised at how easily cotera’s flirty remarks wash over link. the most he ever does is smile

- it’s zelda’s turn to endure the incessant cooing of the great fairies. she’s bright red and struggles to reply without stammering

- link watches her with a grin and even laughs when she stutters enough that she’s incomprehensible

- she swats at his arm, it only makes him giggle more

- link explains what happens at each upgrade to save throwing her in blindly. zelda’s a little hesitant but he reassures her and the encouragement from him fills her with courage

- she handles the first upgrade easily. she’s grinning and relishes in the sparkles that linger around her

- link’s too busy admiring how pretty she looks when she’s given a confidence boost

- cotera’s looking at him knowingly but keeps her words to herself

- the second upgrade flusters her but she’s giggling

- “not to brag, princess, but my magic has worked wonders on you. you look wonderful!” “oh! you needn’t say such lovely things, cotera, really..”

- link’s already grinning before the third upgrade. zelda somehow doesn’t feel comforted

- cotera decides to show a little bit of mercy given how obvious it is that zelda has very little experience w affection so she kisses her head instead. it still stuns her

- link’s stepping back before the final upgrade. zelda has enough time to make a noise of surprise before she’s been scooped up and dragged to the very depths of the fountain

- link’s laughing when he helps steady her once she’s put back down. she feels positively ready to burst from all this affection. she’s still speechless

- he spends time talking to cotera about their plans to traverse the depths while zelda recovers

- link finds himself asking if cotera’s sure being fully upgraded will keep her safe and for a moment a look of understanding washes over her

- she’s seen firsthand the stages of grief trying to find the princess again put him through. she’d seen the exhaustion in his eyes, repairing some of his clothes as she upgraded them from all the battles he’d endured in his search for her

- zelda’s touched by his worry, but also equally worried about his own wellbeing. being so anxious about her couldnt be good for him. she felt guilty sometimes

- “thank you so much for your blessings, cotera. you have been very kind.” “with a face like yours, princess, i should be thanking you.” “oh..!”

- cotera asks to speak with link alone for a bit and zelda obliges, busying herself with making notes on the whole experience

- “link, please tell me you’ve been looking after yourself?” “it’s.. a work in progress.” “please, find time for yourself to heal. even if that time is while you’re next to her, don’t lose yourself to what plagues you.” “mm..”

- zelda leaves feeling like it’s not only her clothes that have been upgraded but her confidence too. link wishes he had the courage to continue where cotera left off

- both of them feel as though theyve just witnessed some personal growth from zelda, link makes sure to tell her that confidence is a good look on her

- his compliment has by far the biggest impact on her

#rambled with this one oops #the zelda brainrot goes insane #zelink #zelda botw #zelda x link #loz zelda #legend of zelda #zelda and link #zelda breath of the wild #princess zelda #zelda totk #zelda tears of the kingdom #zelda #loz link #totk link #totk #loz totk #tears of the kingdom

[frm9pm]

He’s playing beatmania

#drarry #I had trouble with my mobage the other day and my wife helped me clear it with no issues lol :’p #and then my brainrot makes it Drarry oops #also I wanted to draw Harry with a game boy color #I’m going to do it again #he deserves one #I’m rambling blahblah

[critter-covenant]

"ooooh thank you! Thank you! Thank you!!!"

They'd be good friends I like to thinmk

#hoppy being very super touchy when happy or excited #catnap being touch averse with some exceptions (and preferring prior warning) #hoppy forgetting this fact and grabbing n' tugging him around when she gets excited anwyas (she'll apologize later) #they're so sillyyy #all the ways the critters get along on a one by one basis is so interesting to me I like to think about what makes them all click #im rambling again oops oops hoppy catnap friendship is also peak i take no criticism /silly #poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #smiling critters #smiling critters fanart #catnap #hoppy hopscotch #poppy playtime fanart #sorry for disappearing for half a week I got sick and then just. didn't really draw sorry about that one chat #thats pretty normal behavior for me actually dw if I ever go silent for a while that's my norm unfortunately

[kagoutiss]

oot zelda doodle i liked :’-)))

#tloz #ocarina of time #oot #zelda #my handwriting is very very bad so i actually added alt text/image description #which i should already be doing with everything anyway. i wanna go thru and update some old stuff with that too #but yeah anyway. all the stuff this series presents about being Fated To Be Something or Fated To End Up Somewhere #even if that thing or place is ultimately Horrible and the consequences primarily occur off camera or post-canon after the Happy Ending #characters who end the story with pretty much nothing and also you find out later they inadvertently cause a far worse disaster #than even the one they gave up everything to prevent #oot zelda’s infinite number of issues and almost guaranteed lack of happiness or normality for the rest of her life #even after ‘fixing everything’ in literally the best possible way she could figure out how. given everything she knew #and then blaming herself for accidentally allowing everything to go wrong in the first place. by trying to fix it #and she was literally just a kid going insane from prophetic visions while simultaneously being disbelieved by everyone around her #except impa but she’s a whole other situation entirely. with a whole other set of baggage on the other end of the spectrum #i just rambled sos so much oops. anyway yea oot zelda #its fine. i throw up when i think about her. its fine

[saionjeans]

ok so. miki’s sunlit garden is the literal sunlit garden where he and kozue played piano together as children. it’s the defining version of this narrative device, and in a way, it’s the most straightforward. miki is leaving the garden and entering the world of teenagers. he is scared of growing up, and he misses the effortless, uncomplicated bond he shared with his sister when they were children, before being inculcated into a world of sexual power and abuse, before his parents divorced and his beautiful nuclear family was rent asunder by real-world complications. i genuinely think every 13-ish year old goes through this grief and a desire to hold onto the past, to remain in this perfect nostalgic bubble through which you view your childhood. it’s probably the most universal and identifiable instance of the motif of the sunlit garden.

then it gets more complicated. nanami’s sunlit garden is her memories of short-haired touga, of her big brother showing her his affection, making her feel special, worthy, and loved. but unlike miki, she doesn’t miss being a part of the ideal nuclear family. for one thing, both she and touga are adopted. of course, she doesn’t actually know that, but it nonetheless problematizes the bioessentialist logic upon which the nuclear family [abuse factory] structure is predicated. secondly, it’s clear that she was always the scapegoat to touga’s golden child. which is why it’s not that she loves her sibling as an extension of her childhood nostalgia, but that her entire value system fundamentally revolves around touga, because he was the only person in her formative years who ever showed her the slightest sliver of affection. and in all her memories of him, he has short hair (like dios, like miki), because subconsciously she doesn’t even want him to be her Prince, her patriarchal savior, she wanted him to be someone who loved her because she inherently deserves love. she does treat him like her prince in the present, but that’s only because it’s how her love for him must take form in ohtori. deep down, she doesn’t want a prince, a lover, or even a brother; she wants a friend who will love her for nothing. but she has no way of expressing that, not in a world that claims true friendship is for fools. so instead she values him for their biological ties, for his status as a kiryuu, for his patriarchal role as the eldest son in their perfect nuclear family. and she refuses to acknowledge how she demeans herself in the process of worshipping him, how she’ll drown herself and cook herself and cage herself, debase herself and dehumanize herself for his illusory love. and that is what the sunlit garden means to nanami.

as for saionji, the sunlit garden also constitutes his memories with touga, of a “before” that is much more definable in the sense that there is clearly a moment where it becomes “after.” one day they are riding their bike through the rain after kendo practice, and they decide to take shelter in a church. and saionji sees touga become someone he fears and also envies. someone who wields the power to project something eternal, to inspire, to save. and he exerts his power in a subtly violent way, by transgressing invisible boundaries. saionji cannot harness that power, so he attempts to exert it clumsily, through immediate, obvious, physical forms of violence. it never quite packs the same punch as touga’s manipulation, no matter how hard he tries. but what saionji really longs for is not to possess touga’s power, but to go back to the way things were before touga decided he wanted power. touga thinks true friendship is for fools, but like nanami, all saionji wants is to be touga’s true friend. and isn’t that just tragic?

of course, that’s not all saionji wants. but his desire is complicated by the fact that he clearly also resents the sexual acts he is being put through by touga, even if in other circumstances, it could be what he wanted. juri’s situation, her sunlit garden, is similar to saionji’s in this respect. all she wants is shiori, but she doesn’t want the shiori she is being presented with. she wants the shiori from an illusory idealized past in which they were true friends, before shiori betrayed her and revealed her ugly feelings in the process. like miki with kozue, nanami and saionji with touga, utena and anthy with dios, mikage with mamiya, juri is idealizing a version of the object of her affection who never really existed. shiori’s ugly feelings were always latent. unlike miki’s sunlit garden, nanami’s flashback to touga’s party and sea of photographs, or saionji’s memories of touga tenderly wrapping his hand, juri does not even have memories of shiori that are not defined by her betrayal. yes she has shiori reaching out, holding a rose, saying “believe in miracles and they will know your heart,” but it’s an obvious fiction. juri doesn’t know shiori at all, and the shiori juri knows is not the shiori she loves. the sunlit garden is always a garden of illusion.

utena’s sunlit garden, which opens many episodes, is perhaps the most obvious example of this fact. she completely rewrote her own formative memory to better suit the dominant patriarchal narratives she was forced to adopt all her life. and you can say that akio actively tampered with her memories, but functionally speaking, that’s the same thing. even more so than the others, her sunlit garden is a palimpsest; she idealizes a past and a prince that never actually existed. sure akio and anthy exist, but her “prince” is not either of them. the locus of her will to live, that eternal thing, is a fiction. but her desire to help others in need is genuine. and that is what differentiates utena’s sunlit garden first and foremost. it is not founded on a selfish desire to cling to a perfect past of illusion, but on the selfless desire to keep moving forward in hopes of a better future. they all want to hold onto something eternal, including utena in her desire to keep her parents with her, and all of those desires are perfectly understandable and eminently sympathetic, but utena is different because that day that akio showed her anthy’s suffering, utena’s desire shifted from a memory to a telos.

mikage’s sunlit garden thus becomes a cautionary tale to all the members of the student council who wish to live in a memory, perfectly suspended, pinned in place like a butterfly on display. just as a caterpillar must become a butterfly, a child must enter the world of adults. mamiya is beautiful because he has the luxury of dying young, of being immortalized on a carousel, of never losing his innocence. mikage is what happens to people who idealize eternity through escaping into nostalgia. the world keeps moving on without them, and they become ghosts, trapped in a past that no one can recall.

so what of akio? he uses people’s sunlit gardens against them, he manipulates time and memory, feeds off nostalgia and the grief of lost childhood. he cultivates his garden to resemble golden days, and as he invites you through his gates, ensnares you. so what does that mean, when his goal, too, is to achieve eternity? above all he wants to forge a sword that will break through the closed gates and reinstate his former glory. of anyone in ohtori, he is the one most deeply entrenched in his oh so cozy coffin. for all that he knows his promises to be illusory, he also clings to that logic, he also mourns dios. he longs for his golden days despite knowing that they’re untenable, despite being well aware of the toll it took on anthy. and even fully aware of the extent of his exploitation, of the fundamental illusion of eternity, he still attempts to attain it, he still instantiates himself in a cycle on the carousel, condemned to ghosthood, a butterfly pinned in place.

finally, we must look to the absent figure, the outlier. what, or rather who, is touga’s sunlit garden? the movie tells us it is utena, that he embodied the princely role in the truest sense and that this is his deepest aspiration. but i don’t know if that’s necessarily how i read him. anthy and touga are foils, two sides of the same coin. anthy doesn’t have a “sunlit garden” per se, because she has long given up on the idea of returning to a time when she loved dios, before the swords of hatred pierced her heart. but she has a literal sunlit garden, and her role is to tend the flowers in it and never leave. she has a literal coffin, guarded carefully in the chambers of her heart. anthy knows better than to cling to an idealized past, but still, she cannot find a way to move forward. so she gets stuck in a circular present, where both past and future are illusory concepts. it is not enough to simply know that the past is gone, one must also strive for a better future. it is why utena and anthy’s promise to drink tea and laugh together in ten years is just so powerful within ohtori’s timeless walls. i’d bet anything that touga also doesn’t have an idealized past. if, again, we use the movie to inform our understanding of him, he was always aware of the abuse that pervaded his world, he was never an innocent. but instead of desiring reform, like utena, of wanting to save those suffering, he wants to be the one inflicting that suffering as much as possible. to cope, he accepts his abuse as a necessary consequence of existence, and assumes that anyone capable of abusing him is simply more powerful, and thus deserves to exert their power over him, just as he deserves to exert his power over those less powerful than he is. so like anthy, he doesn’t have a sunlit garden, but he has a coffin, and a garden, and a carousel. and like anthy, he must choose for himself whether he wishes to remain a complicit victim, or to leave his cozy coffin and find a way to move forward. and that, only time can tell.

#analysis #manalysis #u #UMM. THIS POST WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ONE PARAGRAPH????? OOPS #it’s 2 am now. fuck #the sunlit garden #miki #nanami #touga #saionji #utena #anthy #akio #mikage #juri #shiori #mamiya #dios #this was just me rambling as a way to organize my thoughts #it’s incredibly stream of consciousness #i am in no way trying to make an argument here im just trying to like. parse my thoughts on the sunlit garden #(the land of illusion….. anyone else hongloumeng pilled.?) #long post

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

IDK if you've ever said anything about it, but in the Lights Out AU, what was Wally's first reaction on realizing that Frank was alive and he wasn't alone anymore? I imagine it was...quite emotional

i Haven't talked about their Initial Reunion yet, no! but yes, it was very emotional! there were certainly many emotions!

namely: fear, confusion, shock, and nearly killing your friend with an oversized baseball bat <3

#im trying to work on a mini comic to expand on this but my art Isnt Arting Correctly #so this will have to do for now #but to put it Short and Simply #frank: WHAT THE FUCK ITS JUST ME!!! ITS ME!!! #wally: oh oops heyyyyy totally thought you were one of the Things <3 my bad <3 #wally: .... #wally: HOLY SHIT? FRANK?! #aaaaaand scene #wh lights out au #scribble salad #rambles from the bog #obviously its more complicated and less... jokey than that #i have the scene laid out nicely in my head #but putting it to 'paper' is a challenge! #there are factors to include #like how frank thinks everyone in the storage room is dead & how wally hasnt spoken more than a few mumbled words in a Long time #wally at this point has essentially lost his sense of self and basically just goes through his 'routine' like a robot #so it takes a second for his mind to kinda... reboot in a sense #and in that second frank nearly dies for realsies #haha thats... thats funny actually. Nearly. ha. the irony. #but uhhhh yeah frank really goes Through It for a bit #especially the immediate waking up through running into wally #or more like wally runs into him! purposefully! with the bat!

[biscuitboba]

Random ramble but i will always think about zoro appreciating another person cuz they helped out his captain... he didn't have to do that (but he wanted to..) and i just think i'm fine and most definitely not insane about it.

Like luffy literally died? (But he was saved by gear 5 awakening) and the fact that zoro heard about minor details such as 'someone helped luffy during the fight with kaido'?? He probably knew about luffy's temporary death too, and because of that, i think somewhere deep inside him, what went unsaid was "Thank you for being there for my captain, (helping him) when i was absent"

He loves his captain so muchh okayy??

(Also, someone needs to make a fic about zoro finding out about luffy's death pre gear five awakening, and then zoro being just a tiny bit more protective (than before) towards his captain. Like yes he is already protective, but let's make him even more-)

Not to get sidetracked but uhh, thinking about frobin too...

Something about zoro, robin, and their priority (=it's about their favorite/special person!)

Zoro appreciating someone for helping luffy and robin appreciating someone for helping herself, and then asking them to help out franky.

Dunno how to explain it but when it comes to the dynamics of zolu and frobin, zoro and robin have some pretty noticeable similarities?? and of course luffy and franky... zoro and robin with their level headed, calm, and stoic demeanor?? And then luffy and franky both fall into the 'spontaneous ball of energy' category. They also both like cool things, and cry easily (especially compared to zoro and robin who rarely cry)

Maybe i'll talk more (emphasizing on maybe cuz im so forgetful at times) about their similarities another time, but for now, im like normal about these two ships really

#zolu #luzo #monkey d. luffy #roronoa zoro #franky #cutty flam #nico robin #frobin #one piece #egghead arc #adventure of nebulandia #my ramblings are always random excuse my adhd brain #I swear I wasn't planning to talk about frobin #but oops. My fingers slipped...

[seeminglyseph]

I think it matters a lot that a) everyone who has seeming offered to help Karna has done so *after* she needed it. And b) was in some way using her and therefore needed her.

In the eyes of a child, if you weren’t there when she needed you, and can’t even help yourself, what good are you to her?

#seph watches the ravening war #the ravening war #d20 the ravening war #karna solara #dimension 20 #dimension 20 spoilers #the ravening war spoilers #I just have so many Karna feelings right now #I’m sorry I don’t mean to just ramble endlessly #I’m not just trying to get attention but I do giggle like a small bashful child if I do catch the eye aabria #I was not anticipating the first time and I’m not sure if I’m supposed to acknowledge it or not? hello if you read this I’m flattered #mostly I’m just going giddy over an angry literally rotting and starving warlock assassin #the idea of rotting befor she ripened is turning me literally feral #‘be careful with that one love [she] will do what it takes to survive’ #is a lyric that ends up describing some of my all time favourite characters #though not actually the guy it’s about… Oop. #scavengers and survivors and damaged children with hungry eyes who learn how to be whoever you need #just to stay alive one more day to make it long enough #to outrun you so they can outrun the bear #the kid who learned that you can’t count on anyone so be everyone

[curioscurio]

Got up early (for me), ate a light and healthy breakfast, applied to some jobs, took a long mental health walk with the dogs, gave one of them a bath, and even did some phone calls and messaging regarding my medication and pharmacy problems and managed to sort it out without breaking down!!! And! Showered!! Kicking ASS at mental health today

#im studying myself like a bug. with no judgement or compulsive self hate when i see the results. and then doing something different based on #those results #and its working #ive noticed that im much more productive when i have someone else to help or listen to. its a little uh sad because im not easily able to #to take care of myself and do things for MYSELF. but if its for someone else then its like i gain momentum #going out to clean out MY car? well i dont care how gross it is im not worth the effort. #cleaning out my car for my brother who i drive to therapy every other week? fuck yes its going to be nice and clean because therapy is impo #rtant and i want to help you stick with it and so we make it not a chore but lighthearted sibling time #like do you get it #anyway slow progress is still progress #the number of good days are slowly catching up to the number of bad days #post beginning of the pandemic 2020 was so brutal on me. moving back in with my parents especially #but i have a plan now . a real one. and friends to help me as well ! #oops rambling in the tags haha #long tags

[forestshadow-wolf]

One day soap (pre-relationship) starts pulling back because he thinks Ghost only sees a platonic or physical relationship with him and, "you give me an inch and I'll take the fucking world, when it comes to you."

He switches up his entire schedule just to avoid ghost because he's gotten too close, wants more that he can have. And it's lowkey breaking him inside, but whatever, right? Better this, than make Ghost uncomfortable right?

And God it hurts so much to not be able to interact with Ghost and his stupidy aggressive manc accent, and his dumb handsom face, and his godawful dry wit. But this is better for them, right? This is what's best for both of them, isn't it? He avoids making Ghost uncomfortable, and he'll just have to work on stuffing his feelings way way down. And then things can go back to normal, but until then he'll keep avoiding the man.

And Gaz sees and it breaks his heart. To have soap come to him late at night with unshed tears in his eyes because he refuses to cry, because it's not like he's dead or anything, right? And it breaks his heart to hold soap, while he trembles through unbidden sobs. And he just wants to make it right, but he can't. So he'll continue being his rock.

And when Ghost realizes that he hadn't seen soap all day he thinks maybe he just got extra busy so he leaves it. But by day two and not even a hair of the scot has been seen he worries that something is wrong. But maybe the Sergent just got slammed with a ton of extra work, Ghost isn't the only lieutenant on base and things happen all the time. And then on day three with no sightings he starts to ask around and he realizes that almost every one except for him has interacted, or talked to, or seen soap. Well that's off putting, soap almost alwas find him in his free time, but maybe it's just a coincidence. The fourth day is totally just happenstance that he hasn't seen soap, thay what he tells himself, even if it seems like everyone else on base has seen him.

But late at night when everyone is asleep soap will go sit outside ghost's door, splay legged, having to fight himself to not knock in his door and beg for forgiveness like he isn't the one pulling away.

It goes on for months of this same routine of soap avoiding Ghost during the day, and trying to crawl back to him at night. Soap's more or less stopped sleeping more than a few hours at night, he's working himself even harder. Ghost misses Soap. Soap misses Ghost.

Eventually Ghost stopped looking for him, instead, passing messages through Gaz. But soap never responds.

It's finally one night that Ghost wakes up to take a piss and grab a glass of water that he finds soap outside his door. He's scrunched up against the wall, sketchbook open, pencil in hand, but all He's doing is waving it between his fingers. And Soap looks up, and flinches when he sees Ghost, scrabbling to gather up his drawings and haul ass out of there.

But Ghost stops him, a light grip around the wrist, he's not even looking at soap, just staring at the spot he was sitting. Soap could pull out of his grasp easily, he could turn tail and leave, but he doesn't, he's frozen to the spot in the ground.

And then Ghost turns to face him, and he swallows. Ghost takes a step forward, he takes one back, keeping the distance between them. That makes Ghost stop, piss break and thirst forgotten.

"Why?" It's one word, and yet it makes soap's heart break, and then Ghost keeps talking, "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry he says, like it's his fault. I'm sorry he says, like he blames himself. I'm sorry he says, it isn't totally and irrevocably SOAP'S FUCKING FAULT. I'm sorry he says. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. And soap wants to punch him to shut him up. He doesn't. He swallows thickly.

"It's not..." soap has to swallow against the lump in his throat to keep speaking, "you didn't do anything." The words sound hollow and distant to his ears, he can't imagine how it sounds to Ghost's.

"Please." And soap can't bare to look at the pleading look anymore or all this will be ruined. "I'm sorry." Ghost says again, and if Soap's heart was broken before, not its shattered, dusted, broken into so mand teeny tiny pieces that there is surely no hope of ever repairing it.

"I- I-... you didn't do this." He says, tears in his eyes, and all he can do is glance up at Ghost for the briefest of seconds before he has to look away. "I fucked up. A-and I'm trying to fix it." He nearly wails, he wishes his chest would just burst open and bleed him dry from the source, insted of this, anything but this. His voice stays quiet, near silent, even.

"Please." Ghost is begging now, and soap can't stand it. "I'll be better, I promise." He whispers, like he's not hearing Soap. And soap makes a wounder sound, and God, does it hurt to hear those words.

"It's really, really isn't you." Soap pleads, Ghost needs to understand. "I- I just can't give you what you want."

"Why?" And Ghost sounds so broken, and it's sending Soap directly down into the firey pits of hell.

"Because I want more." A tear slips down his cheek, and he curses it, he has no right to cry. He did this, now it's time to reap the fruits of his labor, no matter how rotten it may be.

"But I want you. Johnny." It rasps out, and Ghost's voice sounds just as broken as soap feels.

"But I want too much.. Ghost" he can't stop the tears now, but he locks down in the wail that's clawing open his chest from the inside out. It hurts. It hurts so much. But this is his doing. This is his fault. He has to accept that. "I can't have just friends."

"Please. I miss you." Ghost pleads, and soap almost fucking sobs. God, soap is never gonna recover from this.

I miss you too. I'm sorry. I miss you so much. He wants to scream. "I know." He forces his voice to hollow. He does know. Gaz has told him all about it.

"Please. I can- I'll meet you half way"

Soap chances a look up then, almost hopeful, except for the fact that he would leave hope up for a gamble.

Ghost does look hopeful. And also broken. Broken. Soap did that. As of Ghost hasn't has enough hirt in life, and Soap basically just stabbed him in the back. He has to fix this. He- he did this. Why did he do this.

He nods, and the pencil falls out of his hand, followed by the thump of his book. "I'm sorry." The sobs tear out of his chest, and all he wants to do is crawl out of his own skin and die in a fucking hole. Why did he do this.

He drops his head, and lets the tears fall. And then there are arms wrapping themselves around him, and a head resting atop his, and he can't find the strength to pull away, nor does he want to. So he turns into the warm embrace, and wraps himself around Ghost.

"I'm sorry. I thought- " he's hiccuping so hard that he's sure he's not understandable. Ghost shushes him gently, rocking them side to side.

They do have to make moves though, when Ghost's need for a piss makes itself known again. Soap's only a little ashamed to say he'd literally latched onto the man, and made him carry him all the way into the bathroom.

#writing angst instead of doing the copious amounts of homework that's due tomorrow 🙃 #hurt myself with this one... oops #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #ghostsoap #soapghost #call of duty #cod #cod mw2 #ghost x soap #soap x ghost #el rambles

[deimosatellite]

every time law visits kid on the victoria it ends with killer literally chasing him out trying to murder him for The Audacity

#killer sees law and is like oh it is time for violence. #kidlaw #annie rambles #one piece #eustass kid #trafalgar law #killer one piece #law goes “oops” and shambless away so fast

[skyeslittlecorner]

Can I request a Raphael x angel MC please 🥺

The Gabriel x Michelle and Lucifer x Michael were so good 😭😭

I'm stuck with you and your scenarios now 😠

You're welcome, dear~! I see my total eclipse of the brain bring some good after all. I hope I will be able to fulfill this request. Rafael is on the verge of being a character I dare write for, but let's try.

It was all your fault, that you make Raphael feel so special, then forget about it, and after all, you died. Lowly, pathetic human being. How dare you? Do you think he will forgive you for this? Tsk. Not only stupid, but naive, too. You are lucky that you chose to be reincarnated in heaven. Maybe there's still a chance for your pitiful soul.

And *maybe* you will repent if stop teasing him and start to suck.

Even though you were below him, licking his piercing and letting him tug at your hair, you knew who was boss. Poor, unaware angel. Blessing? Being the chosen one? Good joke. Only few strokes and his tip was already covered with whitish ooze. You raised an eyebrow and snickered.

“And who is the pathetic one?” 

He grabbed your hair harder. 

“Shut... up. Do your work.”

“Truly pathetic…” Your tongue stroked his trembling manhood. “Swayed so easily.”

“Enough!” 

As you opened your lips once more, he thrusted deep inside your mouth. Smiled vindictively as you chocked. He wanted you to lose your breath, to finally be quiet, and obediently end the act of his ascension. As cruelly, as holy. New madness hitted his insides as you murmured with a trickle of saliva ran down your chin.

“Better…” Those full cheeks, clenched throat and murderous intent in your eyes make you both dirty and perfect. Perfect to be used. Clouded with pleasure, he thought that he found his new favorite toy.

All Raphael stans! Let me redirect you to @livelaughlovesubs and her wonderful fics - here you got first and second part. I assume you've already seen it, if not, check it out~ She can write and catch his personality way better than me

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb raphael #skye's little talk #IGNORE MY RAMBLING IN TAGS #i know it may be not as good as previous ones #especially since Raphael is the seraph I have the hardest time empathizing with #I hope I didn't make it sound too ooc well oops lmao #i feel i'm wayy better when i can write in third person with actual characters #because mc must be more ambiguous and I can't go all in with them like with two characters that have established story and personality #ok established is a big word for characters we don't know yet #but i can make headcanons based on common ground #and for mc we may have the default ra-on but lets be honest most of us makes mc totally different from what we know in-game #especially when it comes to personality and that's crucial in writing #or maybe it's because i'm way more used for style i use in a book than for fanwriting cuz i got way more expirience in the first one #ahemmm i got a little carried away

[the1trueanon]

HEHEHEHE AND HERE'S THE REST OF THE VAMPIRE AU DOODLES i meant it when i said i got obsessed XD there's 5 pages of these, going on 6 lmao

I love this idea so much hehehe they have moved into my brain and built a lil manor in there for Home to possess XD Also FLUFFY BAT WALLY AAAAA I LOVE I WANT HOLD HE LOOK SO SOFT AND WHISPYYY!! I love the idea of Frank and Wally going on flights during nights when Wally has to hunt :D Wally also uses all the sweet rose/flower nicknames he can come up with for Rosemary -w- I'm 100% open to doodle ideas for this btw!! Though maybe I should give my hand a break XD

Vampire Wally belongs to @nonomives!! <3 And there are also captions for the speech in these images too, just in case :D

ALSO I ALMOST FORGOR I HAVE THIS COMIC HEHEHE

:3

#hehehe i think the 'two kisses' one is my favorite of them all :3 #like #ueueueueueue lookit wally's faaaaaaace TwT #god they're in da brain hehehe #ALSO BAT WALLY IS SO CUTE AAAAA #hehehe smooches #ive gotten back into really long posts again 😅oops #anon speaks #anon rambles #anon's art #anon's doodles #welcome home #welcome home puppet show #welcome home arg #welcome home au #vampire wally darling #vampire wally au #wally darling #rosemary louis #julie joyful #frank frankly #welcome home wally #welcome home julie #welcome home frank #welcome home oc #welcome home rosemary #anon rambles in the tags #tw gun

[ioniansunsets]

🍒- how do you act when you have a crush? with runeterra Kayn!!

I think Kayn would be a huge show off in the kind of protective way. He is the best of the Shadow Order, he wants to look good to you in the sense of " Look at me, be with me, I'll keep you safe, you'd be safe with me, please look at me, find worth in me!!!!" He isn't book smart, he doesn't have immense wealth or power but he is Strong! He will flex that to his advantage as much as possible.

If you were part of the Shadow Order too it would be in the way he would spar with others in front of you, adjusting his work out timings to match yours, invite you to train with him, secretly convince Zed to send him on your missions with you to be near you and keep you safe from harm. Brag about his kills to you. Offer to teach you new weapons to spend time with you while also flexing his various weapon masteries etc. If you weren't part of the order, it would be in how if you ever slightly mention any grievances they would be gone from your life. Like a whole " Huh? This guy has been threatening you? I'll scare him off." " No no I'm not gunna kill him the fuck, just...show him Rhaast a little that's all!" Or the kind of walking around with you in town as you do your daily chores so people know you are with the big strong part-daarkin man Kayn so no one messes with you. And he would totally get you gifts often in a bird kind of way. Like bringing you well crafted pretty designed weapons he got off some Noxian if you were in the order (like oh you use a dagger! look! look! I found this for you! its perfect for you! its light and well balanced!). Or pretty trinkets off his kills like a necklace here or some nice embroidered cloth there.

#one or two sentences i said #oops #goatslovers #you know i love kayn i ramble #kayn x reader #ISWD2024 #shieda kayn #man is not subtle if he loves you #he would never say i love you but he would do everythign else #i think kayn would never really confess to you unless he is shadow assassin because he'd be too afraid of rhaast hurting you #you have to be the one to go up to him or itll be hard one sided pinning from him forever wwwww #i love you shieda kayn #thank you for asking this

[cometcats-fr]

Another guy... Wastewalker! A buddy and a pal and a menace (to me)

#I may talk smack about him constantly but I love him soooo much #he is a 5 year old fodder save and Yeah I think I can see the fodder in him #but he is MY fodder #one time I exalted him (very intentionally) and I immediately regretted it and bought him back. True love #enough rambling tag time oops #flight rising #flight rising fanart #frfanart #flight rising coatl #fr coatl #doobie

[disastersareajoy]

The Shower Incident

Stu x Billy x FEM!Reader

Tags: Sex toy, masturbation, voyeurism for a sec, dirty stuff happens in the shower obviously, dirty talk, degradation, praise, lots of kissing, marking, handjob, edging, begging, slight dacryphilia, mention of denial, mention of being tied up, mention of oral (fem receiving, and giving to a toy), mention of double penetration, mention of anal (fem and male receiving), open end, Sub!Reader, Dom!Billy, implied Switch!Stu but mostly Sub!Stu

Hiya babes!

I had this idea and it wouldn't leave me alone the entire day so I wrote it down and if I do say so myself: This shit it pretty hot.

I'm super glad my first public fic is with these two idiots because I love them to the moon and back and cannot get enough of them. I hope you enjoy this wild ride - I know I did. I wrote this in like an hour and then proofread it four times total, but English isn't my first language so if you see any mistakes feel free to (politely) let me know and I will fix it. Same as any tags I missed. Of course, non mistake related comments are also very welcomed. I hope you thouroughly enjoy this product of my brain rot! Let me know what ya think.

Stu and Billy had been away for a few days and you were needy. Wanting to be bent over and fucked hard and rough, four hands gripping at your body and manipulating you into whatever position they desire. They were supposed to come back in the evening so you wanted to take a shower before then.

That's when the idea struck.

You practically stumbled over your own feet to get to the closet and pull out the box of toys the three of you had accumulated over time.

You picked out your favorite dildo and quickly made your way to the bathroom. With the help of the suction cup the toy stuck to the shower wall. After cleaning yourself in record speed you bent over and pushed back onto the dildo. It filled you slowly and stretched you perfectly. Your wetness made the intrusion easy but the thickness of the toy still made you pause, and forced you to take a couple of deep breaths. Although it wasn't long before you were fucking yourself back onto it and completely loosing your mind in the process. Moaning their names and begging into the empty room.

At the same time Billy and Stu were on their way up to your shared apartment. The two of them decided to surprise you by coming home a couple hours early so you could eat dinner together and cuddle up in front of the TV.

When they came through the front door and weren't immediately met with your smiling face, kissing and hugging them in greeting, they were a bit perplexed.

That was until they heard the shower running.

And then they heard a litany of moans, accompanied by a loud slapping sound of skin against tile. They shared a look and ventured closer to the bathroom door which you had left open a crack in your hurry to fuck yourself.

The sight they find absolutely takes their breath away. The shower is on and water is hitting your back as you're bent over nothing, supporting yourself with your hands against the wall as you continuously slam your ass back onto the dildo stuck to the tile wall. They can see the toy glistening with your wetness and someone lets out a groan. You don't hear it and keep moving your hips with a clearly desperate and already fucked out sway to it.

They're both stuck in their spot, staring at the divine sight that is you. The way your body moves to get the perfect angle of the dildo, your thighs trembling with exertion and your hand aimlessly sliding against the wet wall, trying desperately to hold onto something. The way your pussy stretches to accommodate for the thickness of what they recognize as your favorite dildo. The one that you love sucking on when they both have you filled. Or that you love for them to fuck you with when they're getting your ass ready and you already need your pussy filled.

The dildo that's been in all of your holes to help pleasure, tease, edge and make you cum. They can't get enough of watching you throw yourself onto the dildo, making such loud and obscene noises.

What finally gets them to snap out of the trance your body has put them in is your next moan.

“Billy, please.” You interrupt yourself with another desperate whine. “Fuck, please fuck me harder. I need you so bad. Oh my god, Stu.” You elongate the end of Stu's name with a loud moan that's closer to a sob if anything. With the way your hips tilted, Billy suspects you found the perfect angle to hit that special spot inside you. Next to him, Stu breathes out a small moan and looks at Billy with a plea in his eyes.

“Go.”

With the okay given, Stu bursts through the door and is on you in no time. He grabs your face in both hands and barely sees your eyes open in surprise before he has his mouth pressed to yours. Desperately making out with you while making sure you're still fucking yourself onto the dildo. He mumbles out praises between kisses, not able to stop himself from telling you how good you look.

"You look delicious. Fucking yourself so desperately, moaning our names like we're here with you. You that pent up, baby? It's been three days and you're so needy you start fucking yourself how you want us to fuck you, huh?”

“But it's not the same, is it?”

Now Billy joins in as well. He already stripped out of his clothes, completely naked and palming at his erection while Stu kneels halfway under the spray of water, drenching his clothes. You mewl a negative, not trusting yourself with words. Afraid that if you pull away from Stu and open your mouth the only thing coming out would be pleas and their names.

“No. Even though our good little slut is filled to the brim by a toy and is fucking herself just as fast as we do, she still can't quite get it right. Can you, doll?”

You make a non-committal noise and place your hands on Stu's shoulders, thankful to have something to hold on to. Billy is unsatisfied with your wordless answer and grabs Stu by his hair, pulling his head back to expose his long neck, stopping you from hiding in his kisses. Stu whines long and loud before staring back at you, desperation clear in his eyes.

“Please baby, answer him.”

“Aww. Would you look at that? At least one whore here remembers his manners.”

Billy leans down to press hungry kisses onto Stu's mouth. Both of them moaning into each other's mouth, making you want even more. You mewl and whine at the display in front of you. Billy pulls away from Stu's mouth with a grin that he then turns on you.

“You better start using your words. Or he's gonna get all the attention and you can watch without touching yourself. And cumming will be completely off the table.” With that he attaches his mouth to Stu's neck, kissing up and down, sucking marks into the soft skin and biting. Which makes Stu let out the most beautiful array of whines and moans you've ever heard.

“Please,” you manage to breathe out.

“Please, what?” Billy still has his face in Stu's neck while answering, not letting his mouth detach for long. You whine and can't help yourself from slowing down your movements to gather your thoughts long enough to form a sentence.

“Please, Billy. Please fuck me. Both of you. I need you so bad, please ” Billy pulls away from Stu and grabs your jaw hard with his hand, turning your face in his direction. He gets close to you and smirks. “There she is. That's the good little whore we've been waiting to fuck for three days.” He doesn't let you answer before attaching his lips to yours and making you moan into his mouth. He lets go of your jaw and grabs your shoulders instead, shoving you back onto the dildo, hard. You moaned into his mouth as he forces you to start fucking yourself again. Distantly, you hear Stu whine as he kneels in front of you and waits for his turn to be kissed again.

Once you have a steady rhythm going again, Billy pulls away. He looks at you with a grin and you could tell he has something planned.

“Now, I asked you a question. And you didn't answer. Instead, you made out with this little attention whore next to me.” A moan from Stu. “But I want you to answer my question. I will not repeat it, and neither will Stu. You're gonna have to use your big girl brain and remember what I asked you. And you're not gonna stop fucking yourself on that dildo. If you slow down you don't get to cum. If you stop you get to watch, tied up and gagged as I fuck Stu into the mattress.” A whine from Stu. “But if you keep going and answer me correctly,” his grin widens and he leans back slightly. “Then you get exactly what you want.”

You moan, frustrated that you don't immediately remember what he asked you. While you're desperately trying to remember the question and not slow down your hips, Billy starts helping Stu get his wet clothes off. He also shuts off the water which leaves your skin cooling down rapidly, goosebumps appearing on your skin and sending shivers down your spine.

Once he has all of Stu's clothes off, he kneels behind him and starts palming his dick. Slowly but firmly taking it in hand and stroking him up and down. Stu lets his head fall back onto Billy's shoulder and moans unabashedly at how good he feels. How good Billy is making him feel. The sight makes your concentration waver. Your mind is completely empty, safe for the two beautiful men in front of you. The way their hair sticks to their foreheads, Billy looking at you with hunger in his eyes and that feral edge. Stu squeezes his eyes shut as he softly starts thrusting into Billy's hand. Usually that would have earned him a slap to the thighs and a warning, but right now all Billy wanted was to tease you.

He takes pity on you as Stu grows closer and closer, holding onto Billy and you with one hand each.

“I'll give you a little hint, darling. How does the dildo feel?” Suddenly his words sprang back into your mind.

“Even though our good little slut is filled to the brim by a toy and is fucking herself just as fast as we do, she still can't quite get it right. Can you, doll?”

You immediately scramble for an answer.

“Fuck, Billy.”

“Good start.”

You whine once more as your hips desperately try to keep up the pace Billy had set for you.

“I can't get it right,” you sob in frustration as your wetness drips down your legs. With the shower turned off you can be sure it was the juices of your pussy that are making such obscene noises and dripping slowly down your thighs.

Billy gives Stu's sensitive tip extra attention, making the tall man writhe in his place on Billy's lap. He moans as a blush spreads down his chest. “That's right doll, you can't. But why? And you better hurry because if Stu cums before you answer, you're watching.” He chuckles at your frustrated groan and speeds up his hand on Stu's cock.

“I- oh my fuckin God. I can't get it right because-” Stu moans loud and desperate, getting closer each second. “Because it's not hard enough.” Billy hums long, considering your answer. “Yes. But why?” You groan again, this time louder and with more annoyance behind it. “Careful,” Billy spoke low and with warning.

With one last whine you focus all your concentration on your words and close your eyes. “I can't get it right because you fuck me so much harder and I can't fake that. I need your hands on my hips as you pull me into every thrust and I need you to speak to me, to call me names and to tell me I'm doing good. I need you to pound into me like I'm your personal toy and I can't fake that with a dildo, please. Please fuck me like I need you to. I'm begging you Billy, please.”

You prepare yourself to hear Billy ask you for another, better answer, but it didn't come. Instead you hear Stu's sob and whine as he is denied his orgasm. No doubt having been right on the edge. When you open your eyes again, Stu looks back at you with tired, teary eyes and his mouth hanging open. Billy on the other hand looks absolutely feral. His eyes have a certain glint in it that tells you that you are in for a ride.

He reaches out to touch your cheek and strokes his thumb over your skin. “That's a good girl. And just in time too.” He softly pushes Stu to sit on the shower floor and keeps a leg behind his back to help him stay upright while he pulls on your shoulders to stop you from continuing to fuck yourself on your dildo. “Now, you have 5 minutes to help Stu get up and get both of your asses to the bedroom. I want you on the bed, legs spread and ready with Stu right between them. He gets to make you extra worked up with his mouth as a bit of revenge for his edge.” At that, Stu hums satisfied and lets out a chuckle.

“I'm gonna watch him edge you however often he sees fit, and then we're both going to fuck you. Nice and hard.” Billy grabs your jaw and pulls you in for a quick kiss before staring at you an inch away from your face. “Because I know that's what our little whore craves. Isn't it?” You nod eagerly and correct yourself with a quick “Yes sir,” before Billy can say anything.

As soon as Billy lets go of your jaw and nods his head towards the bathroom door, you're scrambling to help Stu on his feet, your own knees still wobbly.

Billy watches as the two of you slowly make your way to the bedroom with shaky legs, sees how wet your thighs are and how there's still more dripping out of your glistening pussy. He watches Stu grab your ass, squeezing the flesh beneath his finger in a way that is sure to be a promise of all the teasing that's to come. He truly can't wait to see Stu ruin you with his mouth before they fuck you until you can't remember your own name.

God, he loves the both of you so much.

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Please don't repost or reupload this fic anywhere else. It's mine and I'd love to keep it that way.

#this was supposed to be a quick ramble #and then it got horribly away from me #so you're welcome i guess? #anyways these two have me in a chokehold today and this idea just wouldn't leave me alone #Stu Macher x Reader #Billy Loomis x Reader #Stu Macher x Billy Loomis #Stu Macher x Billy Loomis x Reader #Fem!Reader #Slasher smut #Stu Macher smut #Billy Loomis smut #brain rot #someone take my phone away pls #if this is well received i'll make a second part with Stu more in focus #because he was a little more passive in this one #i just realized no one cums in this #oops???