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meirimerens · 1 year

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thinking about how mishandled the herb brides are because like. The Text tells us they're not sexual beings (P1 mentions them being virgins, engaged to the Earth, and not to be touched even by their husbands, almost, for a lack of a better word and to conjure an image more than anything, priestess-types) and that their dances are nonsexual and sacred (all all true and correct) WHILE. giving them detailed / 3D modeled nipples. topless. clothes very conveniently torn [in ways that would be unrealistic for actual dancing like in the fucking moshpit]. all pretty thin hairless white-passing blemishless 20-something women. being already sexualized as white-passing asian women, but if they looked more like other NPC models/members of the Kin like the Kayura models (which to me would make more sense because they are never mentioned to be mixed in the way Artemy, an indigenous man who's blonde blue eyes due to being mixed, is [while still very much being indigenous and it being a central part of his story]), it would be even more obvious and would steer even more into Very Blatant fetishization of asian women. and then one asks, are they white-passing because they're sexualized? are they sexualized because they're white-passing? was it an admission of guilt to not make them look like Kayura model, because it would be too obvious then? or is it an admission of lust for women more white-passing? is it about beauty in the eye of the beholder?

then there's bewildering and dehumanizing lore of members of the Kin being non-humans, through the existence of the Worms (literally half-soil), them being a (more or less literal) hivemind, and that being "less human"/closer to the earth (nice_dichotomy_what_lies_outside_of_it png but also... the game touches on that...) immunizes them to the Earth's disease... and yet the Brides look like women... pretty thin hairless white-passing blemishless 20-something women who someone found wise to give 3d modeled nipples to, still good for the ritual cutting... do you hear how i'm going mad yet...

edit to add because while i was so mad and it WAS in my mind i just didn't have the strength to add it when i first wrote:

and they're bought and traded between the odonghs they pair with (again, closer to cattle or things) ... ladies there's so much. there's too much.

#werewolf tearing shirt off again #ah well. [lets myself drift away in the images i've made of the brides and my constant quest to humanize them and respect them and #make them diverse and full of life. which i might never manage to and yet i try.]#also i was thinking like. their celibacy + virginity + central spiritual place in the kin do be reminding me a lot of priestesses #[really sorry for boxing them in like that but if there is stuff of the same thing just with another name imagine i used it here #i just don't know any other]#and priestesshood famously was an option for women to avoid marriage; and often domestic/sexual servitude to their husbands #same for nuns who are also said to be like. ''engaged to christ'' in their own way (again only making tangentially similar patterns;#not calling the Brides nuns of course)#so having them be Said to be nonsexual [until they're said to be etc] while being Shown as sexualized it's like. oooh the misery #neigh (blabbers)#disclaimer i'm white & i'm sure Many indigenous women regardless of origins have touched on this in more direct and deeper ways i ever coul #oh there's also the fact that the kin is said in design document to mirror in ways 19th century native americans #and the herb brides going to sexualize themselves in the B.H. ''for outsiders'' (p1 dialogues)#mirrors native american women being pushed in brothels from the crushing roller of colonization stripping them of land #pushing them into poverty and homelessness #in ways that i um. raised eyebrow emoji to say the least. find deeply uncomfortable.

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duvewing · 3 months

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#saint.txt #polls #dmc #based on that wc poll i've seen since i know some of the devil may cry fanon here can be a bit grating as well #obligatory disclaimer that i know that fandom will flanderize for jokes and it's fine for ppl to not 100% take the characters seriously #all the time.#anyway i think girlboss lady who has to wrangle dante around is annoying and so is alpha sigma male vergil #edit: [head in hands] v. how did i forget abt v #is it just bc i don't seek him out a lot unless i'm directly thinking of vergil too #sorry v. um. this is embarrassing #anyway also my issue with fanon trish is that a lot of the time she simply Does Not Exist and when she does it's just 'girlboss step on me'#shares the same issue w/ kyrie in that she has an interesting base as a character but a lot of what i like abt her exists in my head #and in the heads of like the 5 other ppl who enjoy the character as well

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givehimthemedicine · 9 months

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can I talk about the 001 tattoo?

so we can agree the 001 is darker, thicker, and WAY bigger on Vecna, right? also it's got a vein running prominently right under it, which doesn't seem to match the anatomy of his wrist in the broom closet tat reveal. (idk if that's an original vein or some kind of vine nonsense tbf)

"oh that shot is dark and spooky and cluttered, maybe they just exaggerated it so you can see it" maybe but.. they can do literally anything with cg - zoom into his skin cells or whatever they gotta do to make sure we see that tattoo without having to make it cartoonishly large.

can I also talk about how Nancy sees the tattooing scene twice, and the tattoos look different?

I know em and/or james (sorry much like henward I forget which of you has said what lmao) have discussed the differences in lighting, etc. in the tattoo scenes and the fact that one is unfinished and so might be 000 instead of 001, but I wanted to touch on the Nancy aspect of it too.

just for clarity, the tattoo scenes go like this:

in 4x7 - "when Papa realized he could not control me, he tried to recreate me" we, and Nancy, see the boy getting tattooed 00(unfinished). this is the last time we see Nancy in 4x7.

4x8 picks up with Nancy watching the tattooing, Brenner wiping off a finished 001, and then turning to her with creepy eyes. she tries to run, pries some boards off the doorway, and arrives back in the tattoo scene again.

so although it's broken across two different episodes, this is all one continuous vision for Nancy (one thing split in two - isn't that fitting for a secret Henward reveal)

it's super weird that after Nancy runs from the tattoo scene, Vecna tells her "Now you've seen where I've been; I would like very much to show you where I am going" and then... sends her back into the tattoo scene?

why say that and then immediately show her more redundant "where he's been"? why not just have her bust through that doorway straight into the apocalypse vision, like Victor in wartime France?

"it's like El arriving in the Rainbow Room over and over" yes. it is! but that was El getting clockwork orange'd with HNL footage and her brain struggling to reject it. whereas this is Vecna. and Vecna, as far as we saw, doesn't usually force his victims into loops like that, right?

Max, Chrissy, Fred ran inside their visions. unsuccessfully, yes, but when they ran, they actually travelled. like, when Max ran in the graveyard, she didn't keep arriving at Billy's grave over and over. Chrissy didn't keep finding her mom in every room. so it's curious to me that the only loops are Nancy and El, both in the lab (or I should say, "in the lab" given that neither of them are actually in the lab). so Vecna deviated from his usual method because he reallllly wanted Nancy to see that tattoo some more.. it's just odd to me, IF those tattooings are truly supposed to be the same event.

why else are WE the audience shown this scene multiple times than because they need to have shown us two events, but made sure we conflated them as one? to assume that that was the same boy getting the same tattoo?

anyway, the actual tattoo:

the 00 in 4x7 seems a lot lighter in comparison to the very dark 001 we see being finished up in 4x8.

people with tattoos: do they start it light and then go over it darker? is that a thing? is the 4x7 a realistic depiction of the 4x8 tattoo in progress? because if not I have more thoughts.

btw if I wanted to get real crazy, I would point out that El's tattoo also seems to vary slightly - it seemed bigger when she was little (maybe that part makes sense. how do tattoos behave on growing children?) but also it keeps sneaking closer to her wrist. look how in s1 it's four tattoo-lengths from the crease of her wrist, and by s4 it's more like two. (does anyone know when MBB got that for real?)

anyway I'll leave you with the thought of: remember those two extremely similar and redundant El-dragged-off-to-solitary scenes they showed us in s1?

#standard disclaimer: I'm sure this has been discussed I haven't been paying a lot of attention to analysis lately. just shaking my brain out #mine #analysis #henry creel #what's my tag for this I forget #lab stuff #long post #sorry I'm not readmoring it'll mess up my photo arrangements bc tumblr doesn't know how to behave <3 #ok but 'papa tried to recreate me' the boy we're shown right then is not Me it's The Recreation (000) (Henry)#so then are we thinking Nice Orderly Henry has the 000 tattoo under his sleeve and we just never see it?#I've totally lost track of which guy this is supposed to be when. so lmk if this jives #my free trial of brain has just expired

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daz4i · 3 months

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how and why is there discourse about whether or not certain queer identities exist/if people should be allowed(???) to use them. why is "people know their own identity better than you ever could, and they're the only one who get a say on what they are" such a tough concept to grasp

i think if you find yourself offended by the label someone uses (especially if they're a stranger) or think it invalidates your own, it's a good idea to look inside yourself and question why that may be. more often than not, it's a result of insecurity or uncertainty of your own identity (or many other things, but i won't make a whole list here). whatever reason it is, until you resolve it, you shouldn't take it out on people for having an identity you don't understand

many have said it before but it's worth saying over and over. infighting only helps our oppressors. conservatives don't care if you're a cis gay or a xenogender aegosexual aplatonic lesbian, they hate all of us either way. trying to fit in by going for people who are easier targets for them isn't gonna help you, it'll just alienate you from your own community, and you're never gonna please them. the momentary rush you get from hearing you're not like "one of /those/ gay people" is not worth it and is gonna do more harm in the long run, i assure you

also, it is important to me to say this, but having some less than nice kneejerk reaction caused by confusion about an identity you don't understand doesn't mean you're a bad person or anything. as long as you aren't mean to that person, and you take a second to think smth along the lines of "wait a minute, this isn't any of my business" after having said reaction, you're good 👍 a lot of reflexive reactions we have to things are ingrained into us simply by. well. living in a society 🤡 and you're not terrible for having those thoughts. it's your actions that matter, and your second thought (the "wait, why did i just think that?") is more defining of your actual character and morals than your reflex. i know that having thoughts like this, even tho they're unwanted, can very easily make one spiral, so it's important to me that whoever needs to hear this knows this doesn't make you a bad person 🙏 you're good, keep taking actions to be good, accept other people even if you don't understand them, and you're on the right track :)

#i considered adding that last part in the tags but i figured it'll be too long for that 😭#i noticed i'm posting a lot of rants lately. sorry. but i do wanna make sure no one's actually feeling bad over them #if i complain about something that you do or call it mean and such. that doesn't make you a bad person #you can always work to change and grow 👍 it's not easy but it starts with smaller steps than you'd expect #and now i just switched to a whole other topic from my original point. oops #i do firmly believe that any discourse about someone's identity is dumb as fuck #seeing it in poll blogs always makes me 😐😬 like how is it any business for any of us. why is this up for debate #if a person says they're queer then they are. they don't need to pass some test or go through initiation to be accepted #if they feel comfortable with a certain word that's awesome. why does it matter to *you* which word they use #'they're only using this microlabel to feel special' so? is there anything wrong with that?#'this label contradicts [insert other identity that falls under the same umbrella]' ok. but does that hurt anyone in any way #a lot of identities can even be self contradictory. does it matter tho? does it affect anyone in any way?#'they might realize that label is wrong later' again. what's the harm in that.#i don't blame anyone for these thoughts bc like. this is how cishets view a lot of the even more common labels #so you're basically taught to think this way from day one. that doesn't mean you need to stick to that thought process #you might have these reflexes forever no matter how hard you try. but you'll get quicker about moving on from them #but you do have to try. you do have to realize that other people's identities aren't about you #anyway. this post feels like batting at a hornets nest. really hope i don't get some bad faith readers here lol #(i noticed a lot of places one could apply bad faith but like it's 3:30 am i'm too tired to add this many disclaimer.#so i'm gonna trust you to not jump to conclusions and to approach this in good faith okay? mwah 🖤)#also my whole ramble abt morality (in the tags too) is relevant to. any topic really #i may just make a separate post about it really. .....tomorrow tho.

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liquidstar · 6 months

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i mean this in the best way possible: you gave me such gender envy in that second pic finn

I wanna say thank you but it's a little hard to hear, because I don't know in what way you mean that? Like I don't wanna come off as "gender" in a way that reads as someone else's ideal example of a girl for example- I know Girl is how I'll come off to most by default though 😔 so bc it's a vague statement, it's like. Idk what you mean !!!! though I know you mean it nicely, and I think it's super sweet that you went out of your way to compliment me in my inbox so i appreciate that BUT also. please dont say that to me 😭 I'm sorry anon thank you for the kindness still though it's very nice and it does make me happy in a different way still so I hope no hard feelings<3

#I also got nice comments that said stuff like pretty and stunning and stuff and its a little awkward because like #they're being so nice and mean nothing but well but it's hard to reply to say like. thank you but also like #that physically hurts my chest to hear please dont 😭#i know i look like a girl and that will generally be peoples default compliment for someone they read as Girl so its not like I'm mad dw #but that's also exactly why i dont wanna hear it bc it's a reminder of that :(#i wish i had a different face and body too but there's not much i can do here. so that will mean awkwardly correcting ppl sometimes #and that's that. so. i hope there aren't hard feelings i feel really bad replying to compliments this way #because it's a sweet nice sentiment that i appreciate on its face a lot #so like definitely thank you a lot on that end even if there has to be a disclaimer 😭 sorry again anon

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red-dia · 1 year

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It feels like the pacing for this arc and past arcs after the “Phos Goes to the Moon” arc starts to go faster and faster so there is a lot to be desired in between. It feels like the story goes from A to Z without putting in the other letters in between. I really wanted to see how the Gems would react to becoming Lunarians, because their fast acceptance was something I just can’t understand why it was so easy to undergo such a drastic transformation without any qualms. There were also interactions I wanted between some characters that did not happen or were written in an unsatisfying way that felt like the nuance in them just disappears.

I understand that time skips with the length of decades to centuries to millennia means that Gems can change drastically, especially in the setting of the Moon, where the Lunarian world allows the Gems to have more freedom to find themselves and find their own resolutions. Now I just have to hope and pray “The Party at the End” book added in with the special edition Vol 12 preorder will give me some answers and explanations. But part of me also is expecting mostly Cairnmea content in it per usual.

I dunno, part of me feels like Ichikawa is going through both burn out for this series and also wanting to move onto other projects aside from HNK, considering she works with Nintendo and is a character designer for Pokémon.

Agreed to a lot of this; the thing that bothers me the most is that there's so many characters that seem like they're set up to get some kind of development, and then the story kinda leaves it hanging, and for a while I had assumed there would be conflicts and resolutions and closure, but these issues dropped off the face of the earth....

The shift from the gems being hunted for sport for their entire existence only to be integrated among the lunarians, and nobody has hard feelings about it, everybody is happy to have left the earth where they've lived forever, everybody just kinda 👍 their way though it, fine we are lunarians now, okay we can restore dead gems because we changed our minds this is fine actually, whatever happened to Ghost and Lapis though, or whatever complex situation Rutile & Padparadscha had, or whatever are the ramifications of dusted gems coming back to life only to find almost everything they knew is gone and they have to live a new way of life without ever having asked for this :/

Not saying she shouldn't have done it at all, but the lack of extra time to introduce it made it feel pretty ooc to me. Especially given that "everybody has to die at some point" has been admitted as a plot point for a long time, so rushing it wasn't necessary at all. It also feels like there's a lot of missed opportunities...

That's not even mentioning things like the admirabilis, or earth stuff like the ice floes, but i'm still holding onto the hope there might be some more answers for that in the upcoming chapters. I'm also waiting to see if there's interesting stuff in the vol 12 booklet (though i'm not getting my hands on it, so i'm not sure if anything will be shared), but i'm not expecting much either though, but at least it might be fun!

+ regarding ichikawa being burned out, i'm not sure. I do think hnk is important to her because she put a lot of effort into it even when it's not necessary (cf artbooks, updated pages for manga releases, etc). If i had to guess, either she 1. happened to have a different vision of the story and she's fine with that, and/or decided on a deadline (ch108?) and eventually realized she was running late and had to scrap things/rush the story a bit and couldnt say everything she wanted to. The second option seems doesn't seem unlikely to me since hnk can only go so far with 20 pages per month, and she's trying to supplement it with additional material.

Either way yeah, i don't exactly know how hard hnk is on her since she takes hiatuses pretty liberally when she's working on other projects. A hiatus is still pretty different from a finished series though, so you may be onto something if she is trying to diversify her line of work...?

#TUMBLRS EDITOR DELETED CHUNKS OF TEXT LIKE 3 TIMES i had to rewrite. sorry the last part is a bit tldr but violence&hatred for this websute #i hadn't talked about hnk for a while whoa.... pretty much my thoughts on anything ever since the gems arrived on the moon #disclaimer a lot of what i'm saying pertains to my own enjoyment etc etc i don't write a lot so i'm not qualified to speak too much on it #asks

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lotrmusical · 6 months

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What are your top 3 symphonies?

1. tchaik 6, 2. tchaik 6, 3. tchaik 6 --

in all seriousness my top 3 apart from that are probably 1. dvořák 9 (obvious), 2. shostakovich 7 (first symphony i heard performed live and it hooked itself into my brain), aaand 3... probably sibelius 2 at the moment tbh (symphonybracket introduced me to this one and i keep going back to it, the second movement in particular makes me lose my mind)

#obligatory disclaimer my Symphony Appreciation Skills are amateur-level! i don't know a lot i'm just here for fun!#(for 'fun' read 'unwarrantedly strong opinions')#i do really really like mahler 2 as well. it's my nemesis in the bracket at the min but if we lose i won't be able to be too mad abt it #on account of mahler 2 being really very good #aand uh shoutout to schubert 5 as well for something more classical-flavoured. it's not on this list bc it doesnt explode my brain but i #listen to it fairly often. cozy :))#also hello thanks for asking!!! what are your favourites!!! sorry we're obliged to be mortal enemies in the tchaik 6 vs mahler 2 battle!#ask #recapitulation #gay belligerence

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bisexualbrainrots · 10 days

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Guess what... (911fic)

Almost two weeks ago I made a post talking about an idea for a bucktommy centric emergency.

And now I wrote the first chapter of the fanfic.

(I already reblogued my original post with the link, but I wanted to make a separate one to read some of your opinions)

Summary:

It was supposed to be a fun night. They were supposed to get crazy and enjoy their first concert together. They were supposed to end the night at Buck's place. Instead, a loud noise suddenly took the place by storm and separated them. Now, they will need to fight like hell to get back together.

#911 #911 fic #evan buckley #tommy kinard #bucktommy #911 fanfic #ao3 fanfic #archive of our own #wee woo #yes there is a LOT of hurt and angst #but DON'T WORRY there will be kisses and comfort in the end #disclaimer: I'm a slow writer #but if I have enough ideas I could finish it earlier than expected #also english isn't my first language so i'm sorry if ther are any mistakes

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writing-good-vibes · 1 year

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loving you is like loving the dead (or fucking the dead)

y'all are going to hate me for this one 😈 corey has a sick little fantasy he wants to play out with michael.

big, big, big WARNING this time readers, for corey x michael, smut, age gap relationship (though it's not brought up), psuedo-necrophilia (no one is actually dead), autonecrophilia (again, no one is dead), ice baths, slightly unsafe kink practices (because corey has no idea what he's doing), heavy mentions of suicide and past suicidal ideation. dead dove; do not eat.

divider by @/firefly-graphics.

“I wanna try something,” Corey says, keeping his eyes on the outdated TV set at the foot of the motel bed while it crackles with static; a fierce wind outside meddling with the reception.

They’d been on the road for a few days, sleeping in the truck on the side of the road when they had to, and never for long. Lucky for them, there was only one attendant at the last gas station they stopped at, and it wasn’t difficult to clear out the till. Corey found he could be rather persuasive these days, particularly with Michael’s fear-inducing presence close by. Even without the mask – or, perhaps, especially without the mask, Michael was a cutting figure. The kind of man people trip over themselves to avoid. Either way, they had enough cash for a night in a motel, maybe even two if they found somewhere cheap enough.

Michael, doesn’t say anything, but his head tilts minutely in Corey’s direction from where he had been focused on the staticky TV screen, showing his apparent attention.

“Like…” Corey thinks of how to word it in a way Michael will understand. “Like play-pretend.”

Once again, no response, but he knows Michael is listening. He leans up on his elbows from where he was reclined beside the older man. “Play-pretend where you’re the killer, and I get to be the corpse.”

Corey had thought a lot about being dead. After the accident, they’d put him on anti-anxiety meds. His psychiatrist said he wasn’t coping. There’s talk of adding antidepressants to his prescription, but when he doesn’t talk much in his sessions, they’re worried it’ll do more harm than good. He overhears his psychiatrist telling Momma to keep an eye on him. Six months later and momma had got sick of all this psychology talk – “You’re fine, Corey. These doctors, they don’t know what they’re talking about, trying to dose you up with God-knows-what and putting silly ideas in your head. It’s hurting you, Corey. Now, listen to your mother, I know what’s best for you.” – and stopped paying for his refills.

He'd stopped taking them anyway, leaving the half-full orange pill bottle to gather dust at the back of the bathroom cabinet. They’d never helped his nerves, even when things were at their worst. Besides the therapy appointments, he didn’t leave the house for months. Not with the way people stared at him, the way they shouted at him across parking lots and while he waited in line with Momma at the grocery store. She warded most of them off, but it didn’t change anything. The acquittal had stopped him going to jail, but he was already damned.

The first time he went back to the Allen house was on Halloween. The surviving Allens had abandoned it after the trial; Corey wasn’t sure where they’d moved to, but he somehow knew they were still in Haddonfield. It had been a whole year since Jeremy had died and nothing had changed, Corey’s blood pumped through his veins so harshly he could hear it in his ears, just like he had that night. The house is empty, stripped of everything bar the piano in the front room and some clothes hangers in the closets. Corey checked every room, he didn’t know what for, until he got to the attic. That was the first time he tried.

By no means the first time he’d thought about it, though. No, he’d been thinking about it. He’d spent a disturbing amount of time thinking about it. But as he climbed over the railing, looking between his sneakers at the long drop and sudden stop, he really thinks he could do it. He thinks about it for a long time, but his fingers never loosen their grip on the banister and his feet stay planted between the spindles.

It happens more often than Corey knows is normal. He goes to the Allen house and climbs over the third-floor railing and looks down. He wonders how many times it’ll take until one day he just lets go. Not that it matters, he thinks. Falling would just be the final nail in the coffin; he feels as good as dead already. A cold, empty body in a cold, empty house.

When he gets home afterwards, he always uses the back door. He has every creaky floorboard memorised, and he’s almost silent as he passes Momma and Ronald’s room. She never even notices he’s missing; he knows she doesn’t because if she did there’d be bars on his windows and a new lock on the back door before he even woke up in the morning.

That all seems so long ago. These days, he’s never felt more alive. The longing he once had has been replaced with a sick curiosity to have just a taste of what he had wanted so badly back then.

Corey shivers as soon as he steps into the tub, full to the brim with cold water and ice that he had to run out to the icebox for.

Michael watches from the bathroom doorway, arms relaxed by his sides, as though Corey trying to freeze himself into a corpse is nothing out of the ordinary.

The shower curtain isn’t pulled over, and displaced water and chunks of ice spill over the side of the bath, splashing and skidding across the cracked tile floor when Corey lowers himself into the makeshift ice bath, wincing when his balls tighten as he submerges himself. Corey sinks down further, up to his shoulders and a shocked gasp leaves him, making it sound like he’s been winded. His muscles start to spasm as his body tries to maintain its own heat.

There’s a cup of ice sweating away on the counter next to the sink. Corey tips some into his mouth and rolls it around with his tongue, pressing another ice cube to his lips until it hurts, then keeps it there longer still.

He doesn’t think it’ll work but he props a leg up on the edge of the tub and shoves an ice cube up himself. He’s already slick with Vaseline, having prepped himself in bed while Michael sat and watched Jeopardy. Now the ice surrounding him was nothing compared to how cold his fucking insides suddenly felt. Corey cringes, his hips bucking as he clenches around the uncomfortable intrusion. He crunches on the ice in his mouth to distract himself. “Have to wait for it to melt inside,” he grits out through clenched teeth.

Michal watches with that faint sort of fascination he has for most things which he does not personally understand, yet are intriguing enough for him to consider.

While they wait, Corey grips the rim of the bath, fingers sore with cold-cramp. How did he get here? Jumping from the top storey. Overdosing on his meds. Slitting his wrists with Laurie’s knife. Hanging himself by the belt he’d stopped wearing. No, no. Those days are long gone. Now he’d just use Michael. “How did you kill me?” Corey asks.

Michael is silent. His head dips slightly, like he’s looking the younger man up and down. He approaches, crossing the small room in two strides, before crouching next to the tub. Reaching out, his good hand circles Corey’s throat, finger and thumb pressing ominously on either side of Corey’s windpipe. Strangulation, Michael is saying. Corey should have guessed.

Corey closes his eyes, and when he opens them again, the hand on his throat is gone and Michael has retreated back to the doorway.

It’s impossible to keep track of time like this. Hours could have passed and Corey wouldn’t be able to tell. Corey’s teeth are chattering hard and when he chances a peek at the clock, he manages to let out a shaky breath. Times up. With quaking arms, he lifts himself out of the water. Dripping onto the already-wet tile. As he stands there shivering, he glances over at Michael, still stood watch stoically.

Without a word, which is no surprise, Michael keeps an arm’s length away from him and hands him one of the scratchy motel towels. Corey pats himself dry, not wanting to heat up too quickly when they haven’t even started yet. Catching sight of himself in the vanity mirror shocks him more than he thought it would. He’s pale, sickly pale, and there’s a blue hue on his lips. Every inch of him is devoid of life.

Michael’s playing ‘killer’, isn’t he, so the mask stays on this time. He closes the gap between the two of them, blackened eye holes bore into Corey. Michael's come closer to killing Corey than this, but Corey never had the chance to really play the role of ‘corpse’ then.

There’s a voice in the back of Corey’s head that says they should probably talk about this before they go any further, but before he can indulge or deny that voice, Michael wraps his hands arounds his waist and heft him into a fireman’s lift.

Oh fuck. Michael’s weathered and scarred skin feels white hot against Corey’s, his heart pounds and he doesn’t know if it’s because he wants this so fucking bad or because his body temperature has dropped so much his heartrate is working overtime. Like a ragdoll, Corey doesn’t react when Michael tosses him onto the bed, or when he spreads his legs obscenely wide.

Thick fingers dip into the Vaseline and then into Corey, almost burning hot, replacing what might have been washed away in the bath. Corey breaths shallowly, past the point of shivering now that a dense numbness has settled in his limbs.

It’s more difficult than Corey expects, pretending to be dead. He wants so badly to whimper, to moan when Michael pushes his unreasonably big cock into him. To rock his hips up to meet Michael’s. To press his blueing lips to the rotten latex of the mask. But he forces himself to be still, to make himself go limp. Michael has always been able to manhandle him, but he feels so much more vulnerable when he can’t resist. Or assist, is more like it, he thinks.

He’s used to the stretch by now, but the intensity remains each and every time. Very rarely does Corey wish Michael spoke, but right now he desperately wants to know if his insides feel as deathly cold as his outsides. If Michael’s cock is really that searing of if he’s just forgotten what warm flesh feels like.

Corey tries to suppress a moan, but the sound still rumbles in his throat and slips from his slackened mouth. Michael’s hand comes up, clamps over Corey’s cold lips and squeezes just the right side of too tight. He holds the pressure for a moment before letting go – Be quiet, you’re supposed to be dead, the gesture warns.

Corey does as he’s told. It comes as a surprise when he feels himself get hard, he’d thought he couldn’t with how cold he is, his blood vessels must have closed off, right? Freezing right down to the bone it feels like. Although corpses can stay hard, if that’s how they died, Corey thinks.

As he stares at the ceiling and lets his eyes lose focus even more, Corey’s mind wanders back to the sewer. Thinks about the day he woke up, dazed and scared, and how Michael could have killed him. Could have squeezed the life out of him and fucked him while he was still warm. Or saved him for later when he’d be cold, just like he is now, only better.

He wishes he could see what he looked like from the outside. Wants to know how depraved and disgusting they look as Michael ploughs his prone form, ice cold to the touch and unable to stop himself being defiled. His limbs really do feel stiff from the cold, and he really doesn’t think he could stop Michael even if he wanted to. That mindless bliss he feels when he can just lie there and take it is heightened by the thought of him being like this forever, his skin getting colder and his eyes clouding grey with death and Michael’s cock rocking him into an endless sleep –

Abruptly, Michael pulls out and Corey wonders what’s happening, wonders if Michael’s suddenly decided he’s not into it, before he’s flipped over. His arm is trapped at an uncomfortable angle beneath him, but he doesn’t readjust, just waits until Michael forces himself back in, half-pulling Corey back onto his cock. The rough material of Michael’s coveralls – because he is the killer, right now, not the man – chafes Corey’s freezing thighs.

Corey’s twisted arm brushes against his own cock with each thrust. It takes everything in him not to react, not to move his arm just a little so he can grasp himself with an icy hand. He resists the temptation, after all, he’s dead, isn’t he? Mind long gone and nothing useful left of him except a cold, tight hole.

Being dead feels so mind numbingly good. So, so much better than he ever imagined. Even at his worst, even when he cried himself to sleep every night. He’s so fucking glad he waited – no, that’s a lie – he’s so fucking glad he never had the guts to do it. Because if he’d offed himself back then, his body would have gone to waste.

Getting bored, or maybe Corey just makes such a pretty corpse that he should be face up, Michael flips him back over, and Corey’s gaze briefly refocus on the ceiling once again, his mouth open and wanting. The thrusts get harsher, Michael is ruthless as the best of times, and Corey certainly isn’t going to break the moment to complain. He chokes back a moan, his leg twitching involuntarily when Michael’s hips smash against his in a final moment of primal desire.

Corey comes untouched, as soon he feels the explosion of heat inside him from Michael’s own release. If anything can bring him back to life, it’s Michael.

He blinks slowly; a long, slow breath rattles his chest.

“If you fucked me like that afterwards, I really would let you kill me,” Corey says, from the cocoon of blankets he’s swaddled himself in.

The friction and exertion from their fucking had warmed him up a little by the end, but then he’d started shivering again and realised he should probably do something about it.

Michael is sat beside him on the bed, leaning against the headboard, when he turns to face Corey properly. The mask sits between them.

Whether you let me or not, I’ll do it one day, Michael is saying. And Corey knows it.

#corey cunningham #michael myers #corey cunningham x michael myers #cunningmyers #but i promise no one is actually dead #i'm sorry for all of this. well mostly sorry. a little bit sorry.#inspired partly by a line in the song sacrasm by get scared #title is from type o negative of course #disclaimer: i dont think either of them are actually *into* n/cro. but corey is trying to process some old feelings --#-- and michael doesnt have a lot of se/xual preferences. so he is willing (sometimes) to indulge corey's weirder ones #something something even if he was dead he'd want michael to want him

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nulltune · 1 year

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ngl i do not trust the fate canon or fandom with hakuno. i'll try to keep this brief (1/47586)

SVCKSBCJ I'M KIDDING but yeah to me canon to me seems stuck in between treating hakuno as a character of her own but also a self insert even though the entire Point of her character was becoming a person of her own. this is especiaally prominent in later instalments methinks (the way they don't even refer to her by her name "hakuno kishinami" in her character description and just call her "master" or "heroine"....... some crimes cannot be forgiven actually-) so, well, i'll still try to keep up to date on canon hakuno content but i lost hope in it ever feeding me the hakuno content i crave 💔

sO YEAH BASICALLY I DECIDE 2 BE THE CHANGE I WANT 2 SEE IN THE WORLD canon is the blueprint but i'm gonna write hakuno with my own personal interpretation + hcs n_n 💖 i still love the canon content we get, don't get me wrong, but i will most definitely be cherrypicking to my liking! this isn't really a big notice but i just felt like saying it 😳 also if you ever want to interact or just know more about MY interpretation of hakuno, then my blog's got all ya need tbh!! me gently taking your hands away from actual fate canon like haha yes ^_^ so what do u wanna know about this moon girl? also honestly if u wanna know more abt her just message me ❤️ I WOULD BE MOAR THAN HAPPY 2 TALK SLASH RAMBLE

#&&. out of #I KNOWWWW i make it veeery obvious that i'm hc-based but like T_T idk i just feel the need to... give a disclaimer #and my h.akuno's all sorts of separate from canon Maybe she could be considered an oc (WHICH I WOULD BE SO PROUD OF OFC) but like #naur i'm just here hoping to do her justice 😔👏 i love her character sm she is so important 2 meee #i've been looking thru my ref/notes of canon stuff so that's why i've been screeching abt this I LOVE HER SM FRFR 😭😭😭#definitely making my h.akuno first game based methinks ... maybe post-e.xtra and set a bit after she survives the war #but def not sth like e.xtella Bye 💀#most of my mutuals aren't very familiar with h.akuno's canon anyway WHICH IS MORE THAN OKAY- i gotchu bbygirls (gender neutral)#i'm working on writing a post of the stuff h.akuno's been thru (but more general and less..... f.ate sgjfhsjf) 2 let u kno <33 #sorry i'm repetitive but i genuinely love her character sm 🥺🥺 the way the events have a clear effect on her personality and u see the way #she learns to understand herself through understanding others and is genuinely such a selfless and kind person despite all she's been thru #but also obviously has a Lot of baggage and a lot of room for development.. she's not perfect but is still trying her best ;__;#I LOVE HER SM U DESERVE SM BETTER BBYGIRLLLL 😭😭😭😭😭#anyway i'll shut up now sgsckshkfjd #STAN H.AKUNO !!!!!

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thefinalwitness · 7 months

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seriously though i think padjal and kokiri are basically the only kind of "eternally youthful" concepts i can take seriously. because of COURSE weirdo lil forest fairies look like children. is that not the nature of the woods, to be deceptively harmless? look how the trees rustle, how the children laugh. you're not afraid of that, are you?

i think it's because it Specifically Strikes as something that isn't JUST done to keep characters 'conventionally beautiful', y'know? like. no shade to anyone who follows the lore about how viera don't really age, i just think it's like. kinda boring? it's just. people grow ALLLLLL the way up and then stay in their 20s forever! i can't help but not see much of a compelling reason?

like. again. forest fairies disguising themselves (or basically simply Evolving That Way™) has fun story implications to me. children are smaller and seem less dangerous both to trespassers in the forest and its normal denizens like critters. also, frankly, if someone SAW a kid all by themself in the woods, they'd usually be compelled to let their guard down and try to help. are they lost? where are their parents? etc etc.

and yeah this works best for Fey That Wanna Eat You but i still like the subtle possibility that there's a Reason padjal look like this, (and i should also stress i don't blame anyone for making physically older padjal because FJKHJKDJKD can of worms ass topic sometimes,) whether it's to deceive and do harm or just to deceive and ward off threats. like. who's going to attack a kid. who's going to take them seriously if they're not local or wise to the ways of the woods?

i like to think the kokiri look the way they do because it's easier to protect their forest that way. i mean. nobody's gonna bring a whole fuckin' brigade to confront some kids. and if they DO happen upon the woods, and continue to trespass, then well. they sure won't expect to be ambushed by the cute little bastards.

and while padjal clearly have an inherently noble position within their society, i can't help but wonder how this concept came to be. they're powerful, but deceptively harmless—could they have been the foremost protectors of gelmorra once, able to push back threats even the hyur and elezen couldn't? because the combination of crazy forest magic and looking like the worst they could do is call you a butthead leads to a LOT of unfortunate ends for anyone who tries to mess with them? how did we get here. compels me.

anyway i love weird little forest nymphs and the weird little implications of their existence. why are they so small. why are they so RESPECTED. COMPELS ME.

#disclaimer again that i TOTALLY UNDERSTAND why the 'eternally child-looking' trope is like. heavily squickish and unpleasant to all kinds of #people. and i'm not at all trying to convince u to feel otherwise. mostly i just think the concept is fascinating.#like. why would they genetically do this. it reminds me of how wolves turned into dogs based basically on us liking the cutest ones most.#except if the wolves were forest spirits that could bury you under the brambles without a sound. you know.#SORRY I THINK. THERE IS A LOT TO DISCUSS REGARDING HOW DANGEROUS PADJAL CAN BE.#i am thinking about gatty finalfantasy every moment of my life thank you.#yoshi talks

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murderandcoffee · 8 months

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Hey I know you asked for tma characters to assign perfumes/colognes to but can I ask for a recommendation for myself? I dont know much about them other than they smell pretty.

I dont like overly powerful scents so hopefully smth more subtle and floral? I dont really like anything like smoky or strongly scented like cinnamon and such

Thanks in advance if you choose to help 🙏

ooh yes I love giving scent recommendations!!

I personally am not the biggest floral person, but I definitely think I can find a few to recommend

for something clean/fresh: Bubble Bath by Maison Margiela (a soapy, clean floral with notes of bergamot, lavender, rose, coconut, and musk)

for something light and sweet: Velvet- by Commodity (a gentle rose with notes of almond, amber, and musk) (note: this is velvet personal! commodity has 3 versions of each scent, and they're all slightly different)

for something fruitier: Hue by Hayley Kiyoko (a fun, summery fruity-floral with notes of watermelon, blood orange, lychee, freesia, magnolia, peony, rose, musk, and cacao)

for something realistic: almost any floral scent by Alkemia (Alkemia's florals are OUTSTANDING--if you want something true to life, check out Alkemia! though I will warn you that a little goes a long way with their florals, they're pretty potent)

for something cheap and fun: Sparkling Hibiscus by Mix:Bar (a bright, sparkly floral that's nice and sweet without being overwhelming. has notes of hibiscus, champagne, bergamot, and musk) (honestly if you want something cheap to try out, Mix:Bar has a pretty good range of basic scents! they've got some other florals you might like)

for something beachy: Falling into the Sea by Imaginary Authors (a citrus-y floral with notes of lemon, grapefruit, lychee, sand, and bergamot)

I think that's my first round of suggestions for you. if you want to send me another ask telling me more about what scents you like (certain flowers or notes, other scented products you've enjoyed, etc.) I can try to give more personalized recommendations!

also, with the exception of "every floral from Alkemia," I've personally smelled each of these perfumes! if you want to give them a try, I highly recommend getting your hands on some samples! if you're not sure where/how, just message me and I should be able to help :)

#I LOVE GIVING PERFUME RECS #SO MUCH #I'm sure my friends and family are tired of hearing about it but IT'S SO FUN #I LOVE HELPING PEOPLE DISCOVER SCENTS THEY LIKE #IT'S SO REWARDING #anyway I wish you luck in finding something!#sorry that I'm not the most knowledgeable about florals. they're not exactly my wheelhouse #though I do have some I enjoy!#hue by hayley kiyoko was actually the first perfume I ever bought #and I love wearing it in the spring and summer #there are lots of great options for florals--they're popular for a reason!#also disclaimer: most of my suggestions are either indie or niche #because that's where my tastes lie #so take everything I recommend with a grain of salt! I know the stuff I like is Not for everybody #alright that's enough tag rambling for now. have fun!!#ask murderandcoffee #anonymous #perfume #scent #scent recs

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