#you won't see me coming till I strike

[bagheerita]

Gankutsuou: The Count of Monte Cristo "Act 3: 5/22, Stormy"

#gankutsuou #gankutsuou: the count of monte cristo #you won't see me coming till I strike #it's one thing for The Count 'foreign rich person' to decry the state. but for Edmond. who was vulnerable and deserved protection #but *wasn't* protected and at every turn betrayed by those he should have been able to trust ... this really stuck out to me #anyway #happy 4th of july

[wand3rlustm3]

TAEHYUN - MAGIC TRICK

Warnings: smut, fingering, sub fem!reader, childhood friends to lovers, slight size kink

Taehyun was already mesmerizing enough, simply because of the way he carried himself. Even without mentioning his perfectly crafted face, his elegant features, or the way his hair sprawled across his face each time it moved when it wasn't gelled out of the way. The way his eyes sparkled as they looked into yours even though you were both just friends, the way they looked like they were only meant to look into yours.

You and Taehyun had met each other as kids when your mom had forgotten to pick you up at school, and as tears rolled down your face, he was the only one to wipe them away despite being just as young as you. He always seemed to just know the right things to say, and growing up whenever you felt any emotion, he stuck by you and chose to make you feel better regardless of how you felt. As he grew older, his features matured, and you couldn't help but accept that what the things you felt towards him weren't as simple as platonic emotions. Was it something more? No, it couldn't be, right?

As you walked underneath the multicolored sky, with grey clouds shrouding the setting sun. You figured it would rain, and your house was farther than Taehyun's from the café you worked at. So here you found yourself once more, at the doorstep of his house. However, it started raining long before you could reach there and you ended up soaking wet as you rang the doorbell. Even though the both of you grew older, you couldn't help but want him beside you. As the lightning strikes behind you, Taehyun opens the door.

"Hey y/n, please come in! I was going to call you over, are you okay? Why are you standing outside in this storm?" said Taehyun with concern. But in your head, all you could think is how he looked at you with his sparkly eyes again. No! Don't look at me with those eyes...

"Hey...I just wanted to stop by, but it started storming before I could get here. I'm sorry for showing up randomly." You frowned and spoke with a slight pout on your face.

"Well, you gonna come in or not?" Taehyun smiled at you, wrapping his beautiful fingers around your wrist and his other around your waist. You could feel the contrast of his warm touch through your now cold and wet clothes. Of course, he was wearing one of those tight black compression tees with no sleeves. You could see each and every single vein of his. You could see his muscles bulging each time he swayed his arm while leading you in. You wondered what else he could do with those hands of his....

—

Ever since the day he saw you crying at school, he never wanted you to shed another tear. He never wanted a sad expression to cover your delicate eyes that blinked a little too much when they were confused or tearing up, he never wanted your lips to shake when those very tears fell, or even the corners to droop a little. After Taehyun wrapped you in a towel and led you to his room to give you some of his spare clothes to wear, which were already oversized on him, so they fit you even looser. Taehyun couldn't explain how that made him feel. He wanted to take care of you, but a part of him wanted to ruin you. He wanted to ruin you so that no one else could have you. Just him, you'd be just his forever, but he's too scared to mess up what he has already.

"Y/n, why don't you come here? You wanna drink a little bit to warm up from how chilly it's gotten outside? Plus, we can loosen up a little and just relax. You can even sleep over since the storm probably won't subside till tomorrow morning. I have magic tricks to show you!" said Taehyun enthusiastically. "Sure Tyun, I'm up for it if you are." You say as you show him the sweetest smile. He poured both you and him a shot each, and you decided to quickly go sit on the couch he was on.

As you downed the shot and plopped down onto the couch next to him. You could see a bunch of different things laid out on his coffee table, ranging from a stack of cards to small items like a coin. "What's all this for Tyun? Learning more magic tricks?" You questioned. Inside your head, you questioned if he could make your complicated feelings for him disappear instead of any of the objects. "Yeah y/n! There's some really cool ones I have to show you." said Taehyun. When he told you that he had new tricks to show you, you didn't think it would involve so many lingering touches. You were burning up, and unfortunately, Taehyun caught onto it as usual.

You usually did tend to get hot after a shot, which was originally the reason why the both of you took a shot together. But, now you felt your blood rushing to your core because Taehyun and you were both tipsy, and you knew how clingy he got after drinking a little bit. This is exactly how you got to the position of him hovering above you on the couch as you laid down, as he pulled out yet another coin from behind your ear as you looked for where it disappeared to. "Tyun, can you show me how to do a trick?" You knew that curiosity killed the cat, so why did you ask the question you just did?

Taehyun smirked. Why is he smirking? You were going to explode, and you swore this man would be the death of you. "You know a magician never reveals his tricks....but this time I'll show you exactly how to do it." said Taehyun as he moved his face just centimeters away from yours, a hint of mischief in his voice—he continued on to say, "but you have to sit back and really relax, ok y/n? You can tell me to stop any time you want. We don't even have to do this if you don't want to."

His eyes sparkled just as much they did each time he looked at you, and you could see he meant every word he was saying. "Tyun, you know I trust you with my life, right?" Your eyes reflected his as you looked into them with just as much admiration as he did. You wanted to tell him you love him horribly in this moment, but something held you back. What if he didn't want you in that way? What if—

Suddenly, you felt his warm hand on your cheek as he pulled you into a searing, passionate, and long kiss. You felt every emotion of his, every second that he longed for you, you felt every ounce of love that he held back all these years. Everything was poured into that one kiss. You tasted the shot on his lips, but you didn't want to pull away. Your feelings for him washed over you in the most dramatic waves, and you kept kissing him until you felt each atom of oxygen leave your lungs. "Tyun, I love you. Please..."

You were so needy that you could only squeeze your thighs together and whimper. "I love you more, darling. You wanna know what my magic trick is, baby? I can make my fingers disappear." said Taehyun with that smirk of his plastered onto his perfect face once again. "W- what do you mean Tyun? Please don't tease me." You blushed and hid your face to the side of the sofa, but Taehyun just put his hand on your jaw and made you look at him.

"Baby, to learn the trick, you're going to have to watch me, right?" said Taehyun. You could have came just from him being so suggestive with you. You couldn't take him being on top of you like this any longer if he didn't do anything. He made quick work of your top and bottoms and slipped your panties off of your legs slowly. "You're so beautiful for me, all for me....only for me y/n." Taehyun breathed out in a whisper.

A moan escapes your lips as soon as you see his lips latch on to your clit, he licks a stripe up your cunt and proceeds to keep eye contact just so he can make sure you're watching how dirty he's being. "T- Tyun! Mmmh—" you whimpered pathetically, and Taehyun moaned out simply because of how beautiful you sounded as you dripped onto his faux leather couch. "Baby, I'm going to show you the main part of the trick, keep watching closely okay? You're doing amazing. You'll be great at this trick darling."

He took his ring and middle finger and played around with your slick until they coated his long and slender fingers, and he slowly slipped into you inch by inch. "Tyuuun! I can't—'s too much!" You moaned out and and teared up, it's not that it hurt, but it's that it felt too good that you felt like you'd lose your mind.

"Baby, you can take it. Take your time, I'm right here." said Taehyun as he brought his face back up to you, placed the hand gripping your hips on to your cheek, and left another long kiss with his plush and swollen lips onto yours. You tasted yourself on him, and you felt even more intoxicated and dizzy than you did after getting tipsy from that shot. "a- ahhh please Tyun...please move. Do something, please!" You begged him. After all, he couldn't ever reject a request from his princess. "At your command, darling" Taehyun said in a raspy manner.

Taehyun managed to brush against your most sensitive spot each time he moved his fingers, and it felt so good that it didn't even take him many strokes until you were screaming his name. "Tyun!! Please, I- I mmmh— cumming!!!" You mewled as tears rolled down your pretty face. Taehyun looked up at you like you were his world as you came down from your high, because you were his world.

"Told you I'd make my fingers disappear baby, think you can show me if you can make something else disappear next?" Taehyun whispered into your ear, as he proceeded to leave marks onto your neck.

The only thing he couldn't make disappear even if he could.

#kang taehyun #txt smut #txt #txt x reader #smut #taehyun txt #friends to lovers

[dinogoofymutated]

may i pretty please request a wolverine x reader where he gets super clingy when he’s tired and he’s just so soft with the reader following her around like a little puppy until she agrees to go to finally go to bed so they can cuddle and sleep and it’s just 🥹🥹🥹🥹

Wolverine/GN!Reader THIS!!! I absolutely love soft Logan and having this big, rageing machine of a man turn into an absolute puppy when he's sleepy and in love UGH. I need him to be real RN so we can go get married and live happily ever after in the mountains I stg Sorry that this one is kinda short. It's really fluffy and I hope yall enjoy! TWs: None! Reader is written pictuing fem but no pronouns mentioned.

    You woke up a little while ago with the striking revelation that you had completely forgotten to finish grading exams. Sure, you could have waited till the morning, but you had become restless. At this point, the only thing that was gonna help you fall back asleep was to just get it over with. 

   You let out a sigh as you finish another exam, moving on to the next one in the stack. You remember when you had first joined the X-men, expecting it to all be adventures and saving people from immediate threats- you never would have expected to be where you are now. The thought makes you laugh a little bit. You, a teacher? Oh, how times have changed. For the better, but changed nonetheless. The door to your classroom creaks open slowly, and you look over to see Logan. His eyes are half closed as he shuffles over to you, leaning over the back of your chair to wrap his arms around your shoulders and set his chin atop your head.

    “Come back to bed, baby.” Logan rumbles. You rub one of his arms back and forth with one of your hands as you continue to write with the other.

    “Sorry, did I wake you up?” You ask. Logan only hums from above you, adjusting his head to press his cheek against your hair. You know what he means, even if he won't admit it.

    “Okay, well just give me a moment and I’ll get back in bed with you, okay?” You tell him, admittedly feeling a little guilty for disturbing his sleep. Logan doesn’t respond, and instead begins to move to the other side of your chair.

    “Logan?” You call his name curiously as he begins to sit down on the floor next to you. He huffs as he leans his head against your thighs, practically using your lap as a pillow.

    “I’ll stay here, thanks.” He says, and you can't help but laugh a little.

    “Logan, There is no way that’s comfortable.” You protest, but he simply shrugs, closing his eyes as he nuzzles into your lap.

    “ ‘ve been through worse.” Logan sighs, and you swear you’re smiling so hard your cheeks hurt. You can’t help but shake your head at him anyway, writing a graded letter on the latest exam before moving it over again.

    “You’re actually ridiculous, you know that?” Logan only hums in response to you, his breathing beginning to slow as you run a hand through his hair. The two of you sit like that for a while, and although you do feel bad about how uncomfortable it must be for him to sit down there like that, Logan doesn’t complain. You rub your eyes when you’ve finally finished grading the last exam, setting it neatly on your desk with the others. You’re ready to finally get up from that god-forsaken seat, but the weight in your lap is keeping you from doing so. When you look down, it’s clear to see that Logan has fully fallen asleep in your lap. You try to keep yourself from smiling too hard as you brush your hand across his shoulders and try to wake him up. 

    “Logan.” You call for him gently, and all he does is grunt in a sleepy way. “Come on, I’m gonna get a glass of water and then I’ll meet you in bed.” You shake him just a tad bit rougher, and Logan grunts again, slowly blinking his eyes open as he sits up. You run your hand through his hair one more time before standing. You wait for him at the door of the classroom, giving him a kiss on his cheek before you turn in the opposite direction, headed towards the kitchen. At first, you think you’re hearing things, but after a few more heavy steps from behind you, you turn around and are face to face with a sleepy, grumpy, Logan. You look at him in disbelief. 

    “I’m not going far. I’m just getting a drink and I’ll meet you in bed?” You can’t believe that he’s still trailing behind you, looking like a lost puppy. He almost pouts at you. Logan Howlett, the one and only Wolverine, pouting at you over something so silly.

     “Lo. You cannot be serious.” You say, once again trying your best not to laugh. Logan huffs at you, walking forward to take your hand before he’s leading you to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

     “You’ll get over it.” He grumbles. The walk to the kitchen to get water is just as quick as you thought it would be, if not a little longer due to Logan being stuck to your side the whole time, being built wide like a fridge and being in the way no matter what with how close he was. He’s got his arm draped over you on the way back to bed, refusing to be less than three inches away from you at all times. You hardly have time to lock the door to your shared room before he’s grabbing you by the waist and tugging you under the covers. God, he was so ridiculous like this and you love him so much for it. It takes a moment for you to get settled under the covers, Logan’s hold on you being equivalent to being held in a steel cage and leaving very little room for movement. 

    When you turn to tell him goodnight, he’s already fast asleep. You lean in and kiss him goodnight anyway, and you swear that you see him smile unconsciously before you tuck yourself into his chest, finally resting in his comforting and secure arms.

#Pure fluff yall come and get your juice #x men 97 #x men #x men comics #x men headcannons #x men 97 x reader #wolverine #x men wolverine #x men x reader #wolverine headcannons #wolverine x reader #logan howlett headcannons #logan howlett x reader #logan howlett #wolverine and the x men

[pyramid-of-starrs]

11&12😍

It won't hurt will it?

Kinktober request: 11 Boyfriend Yunho, Impact play

Pairing: Soft boyfriend hard dom Yunho x fem reader

Summary: Yunho was your sweet golden retriver boyfriend that always catered to you and your needs, that was great and all but sometimes you wanted a little extra push, or slap?

Word Count: 1.6K

Kink: Impact play

Warning: Impact play, spanking, degrading

A/N: This shit is just straight up porn it don't even have a halloween or fall theme this was just freaky as hell lol

Minors dni

"Sooooo? What do you think?" You happily turned to your handsome boyfriend with the cutest smile while you sat in his lap on the couch.

Yunho used his other arm to reach up and scratch his head while the other was still wrapped around your waist, you could see his puffy cheeks start to grow red.

"I don't know Y/N... What if I hurt you?" His eyes met yours and you rolled yours.

"That's the point baby, Impact play isn't meant to feel soft, it's a chance to let out your tough side!" you said still trying to convince him. Yunho has all ways been a picture-perfect gentleman, he treats you with the utmost respect outside the bedroom and in the bed, he is a gentle giant that takes his time with you and while that is beautiful you couldn't help but wanted more. You would find yourself randomly watching BDSM porn and wanting Yunho to take his big veiny hands and strike your ass or face, but you knew he wouldn't just do it, he would rather die than hurt you.

"Is this about something I did? Do I not satisfy you anymore? I did the name calling and choking and being more aggressive like you wanted am I not doing it good?" you could see the worry on his face, and you quickly hugged it out of him.

"Noooooo baby it's not you I promise! It's me I just wanted to try some new things forget I asked, okay?" you of course still wanted to try it but if it made Yunho insecure then fuck that.

Later that night you cooked dinner for the two of you then after you were done you both took a shower, kissing and hugging each other throughout while the water ran over your bodies. Yunho's large hands perfectly palmed your round ass, and it made you crazy, you started to get lost in the imagination of feeling the stinging pain of him slapping your wet ass in the shower while his words degraded you. Feeling his hands grip your neck while the other slapped you for harboring such dirty thoughts about your lover. You snapped out of your thought when the cold water started to hit your back.

"Come on, let’s get out beautiful." Yunho said while leading you out the shower, you both put your robes on and dried off to get dressed, Yunho put on a t-shirt and his boxers while you just slid on a silk nightgown. You both cuddled into bed and eventually drifted off to sleep, later in the night around 2am you were woken up to a pressure against your ass and Yunho kissing down your neck, his hands were already in your gown as he gently massaged your chest, you started to whimper as his finger started to play with your sensitive nipples.

"Can't sleep Yun?" you asked.

"I can't stop thinking about what we talked about earlier..." He said in between kissing your neck.

"Baby I said you don't have to worry about it, if it makes you uncom-"

"I want to do it." he interrupted you to say, you pussy throbbed a bit.

"O-oh! Oh, you do? are you sure?"

"Yes, but if you don't want to anymore then we don't have too."

"No! No, I do please let’s do it Yun please."

"Okay, if I go overboard or make you uncomfortable, let me know. I might not be able to control myself..." when those words left his mouth you knew you were in for a treat, even though Yunho was new to being Dom he still entered Dom space pretty easy, fucking you till you drooled, degrading you just right and choking you till you covered his dick in your cum, it was all just a treat. He snaked his arm under you to wrap his hand under your and neck, he squeezed and turned your head back so your lips could connect. The kiss was very hot and eager, you followed his motion as he slid his tongue into your mouth, you could feel his other hand cascade down your body and stop at your ass. He started to rub and grip your ass, feeling the fleshy mound in his palms, his hand lifted and then came back down, an audible smack was heard in the room, he immediately continued to grip and rub you to subside the sting. Your mind was going crazy as you yelped into his mouth upon being struck, his lips moved off of yours and he checked your face for any discomfort.

"W-was that too rough?" he said nervously.

"No please keep going, you can be rough with me Yun." he nodded and continued to kiss you, his hands rubbed your ass and then he detached his lips again, before you could ask what’s wrong another smack landed on your ass, you yelled out a swear while you face contorted to show your pleasure, your pussy was pulsing, you could feel the wet sensation between your thighs thanks to going to bed with no panties. Yunho once again rubbed your ass to soothe the pain then smacked it again, this time your body jolted at the power of the smack, your eyes rolled back feeling the pleasurable stinging.

"You're such a fucking slut, already about to cum from getting her little ass spanked, I haven't even fucked your needy little pussy yet." He said into your ear, more moans feel from your lips as he taunted you with his hands around your throat, he removed his hand from your ass to your core, he rubbed his 2 long digits between your hot pussy and wasted no time slipping them into your hole. He pumped them into a feel times while your walls clenched and unclenched around them, your started to moan more since Yunhos finger could reach so deep into you, but he pulled them out causing you to let out a disappointed whimper. He brought his two finger up to your face, even in the dark moonlit room you could see your slick glistening on his digits.

"Look how wet you are for me, did you really want me to spank your slutty ass that badly?"

"Yes, yes I wanted it so bad." when you replied you could feel his dick hard press into your ass, he gripped the sides of your cheeks with his thumb and index finger causing your mouth to pucker. Without warning he slid his wet fingers into your mouth, his fingers started to fuck your mouth while you sucked your juices off of his fingers, he occasionally touched the back of your throat and it made you gag, drool and saliva fell from your mouth uncontrollably. "Eager little cock slut already drooling to get fucked, get up and take off your gown so you can sit on my dick." you immediately did what you were told and got undressed, Yunho did the same. He laid on his back while you climb onto him to straddle him, you lined his long dick up with your entrance and slid down slowly, Yunhos hands flew to your ass, you placed your hands on his stomach and sat there once he was completely inside you, due to Yunhos length you had to adjust for a moment. After about 30 seconds you dropped your head back, even without moving Yunhos dick was sending you into orbit as it hit your cervix, Yunho waited for you to move and when you didn't you could feel a strike to your ass, you yelled out from the pain.

"Ride this fucking dick." you listened well as you started to rock your hips back and forth on his long dick. After getting comfortable you started to bounce on him, he moved his hand to your throat to grip it, your mouth was stuck open, your face was messy with drool still, he guided your body up and down his length, he watched you fall apart on his dick with your pussy throbbing on him, his, just like yours, climax was on the rise.

"You love fucking this dick, don't you?" he hissed.

You nodded your head then it happened, his hand gripped your throat tighter than a strong slap hit your cheek, a stinging sensation was on your face, you once again yelled out a string of curse words.

"Use your fucking words." he demanded.

"Yeesss." you wined out, your hips started to bounce faster, your pussy was squeezing his dick to milk his cum from his shaft, a wet slapping noise was filling the room. Another slap came across your cheek then you were soothed by Yunho sticking his thumb into your mouth, so you had something to suck on to bring you back down, your tears started to roll down your cheeks as you felt yourself fall into sub space.

"Yes what baby?" you continued to bounce as he drilled his hips upward to drive his dick even deeper into you.

"Yes I love this dick so fucking much!" you yelled out releasing his thumb, you could see stars as your climax hit you full on like a train, you stopped but Yunho kept driving his dick into you then he halted while he came deep into your pussy. You cried out his name while you sat on his dick, he removed himself from you then placed your limp sweaty body next to him you were still whimpering, and tears were still falling while your teeth chattered. He put his boxers back on to grab a warm towel to clean you up, after he was done, he wiped your tears and peppered your face with gentle kisses as he wrapped you both with the blanket.

"You did so well for me Y/N, I hope I wasn't too rough with you." he said as he cuddled you into his chest.

"It was so good Yun, thank you for being open to trying it." you placed your hand on his chest.

"Of course, I'm glad you liked it because this won't be the last time for sure." he smiled then you two drifted off to sleep.

#ateez smut #ateez fanfic #atz smut #yunho x reader #yunho smut #jeong yunho smut #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #writenbypyramidofstars

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE CEDRIC DIGGORY HEADCANONS

Cedric as a yandere would be delusional, soft, clingy, protective and obsessive over the love of his life aka. you. He would always spend time with you no matter what and even if his schedule is packed as hell, he'll still find some time to make for you. For him, not seeing you at least 5 times a day is equivalent to him not breathing. And he won't be able to sleep till he doesn't strike up at least one conversation with you after every class is finished lol

He's polite, charming, handsome and you'd actually be lucky to have this goody two shoes here as a yandere for you. He never wants to see you sad or upset or even have tears in those wonderful eyes of yours for that matter. If you're upset and crying about something it just breaks his heart and he'll start hating himself since he couldn't do anything to protect you and you're suffering because of him. But beware once he does find out the reason as to why you're crying though, I can't see him ACTUALLY murdering someone but he'll put them under the Imperius curse and make them say sorry to you, even if it's Malfoy

The worst this goody two shoes here can do is go as far as manipulation that's it. And using the Imperius curse, but other than that he's not insanely possessive over you when someone talks to you like some other yanderes I know (I'm looking at you ferret boy)

He's also a BIG TIME worshipper for you, he literally worships the ground you walk on. He thinks you're a literal divine angel sent from the heavens above to bless him and grace him with your wonderful presence. You're perfection in his eyes, he can't help but want you all for himself. Of course, he'll understand why other people could also be infatuated with you, you're amazing and so...precious. He literally radiates softness, warmth and love when he's around you, lol I make him sound like the male version of Cupid

As much as he won't ever do anything without your consent, he loves holding your hands, an indication and signal for everyone out there to know that you belong to him and only him, no one else, loves hugging and cuddling with you and will also kiss your hand like a true and fine gentleman. And if you initiate any signs of physical affection with him, he'll feel like he's died and gone to heaven and he'll feel so flustered yet happy at the same time, his heart about to burst from his chest. His darling has finally responded to his love, and now it's time for him to take the next step

Now, he has the idea of asking you out planned very carefully. In case you guys forgot, let me remind you that he's the Golden boy of the Hufflepuff house. Meaning his house is willing to do whatever they can to make him happy and content even if it means getting Cedric closer to you and asking you out no matter which house you're in. I guess you could also say that they might also come off as platonic yanderes for you too since they're going to be helping Cedric planning on how to ask you out. Now, he'll ask you out in a public setting with people around and fancy and nice decorations and stuff like that so you won't be able to reject him. Yep, under that innocent good boy personality of his lies a dark manipulative personality of his

Though he might never hurt you he'll turn out to be a bit scary after a while and sooner or later, he's going to get paranoid about your safety. He's also a paranoid yandere, worrying about your safety constantly and he'll kidnap you faster than you can say 'Merlin's pants'. He can't bring himself to punish you at all, he's too soft with you but don't take his kindness for granted else he'll slip Amorentia in your food/ drink or put you under the Imperius Curse to be in love with him. He'll make sure to spoil you with his love and affection forever and ever and ever till time ends...

#yandere cedric diggory #yandere cedric diggory x reader #yandere cedric diggory oneshots #yandere cedric diggory imagines #yandere cedric diggory headcanons #dark cedric diggory x reader #dark cedric diggory #yandere harry potter scenarios #yandere harry potter imagines #yandere harry potter characters #yandere harry potter x reader #yandere harry potter #dark harry potter characters x reader #dark harry potter characters #dark harry potter

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕃𝕠𝕦𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕜𝕖 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @kataba request: I hope I made it in time!

Could I request Toya comforting his partner who's afraid of lighting and thunder because they lost their father on a stormy night?

The two were sleeping together when his partner suddenly jolted awake from the sound of thunder.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Don't worry, you're good! At first I hoenstly wanted to do headcanons but onesjof had so much more epotebtial so hope you won't mind me picking that!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

Affiliation with @virtualbookstore

It all began with you in during your boyfriend over for little sleepover, you were supposed to have fun and clsmlg fall asleep one ach other's arms like in cheesy romance movies~ And it was going so well!

Toya has his hands gently wrapped around you, as you relaxed in prefered spooning position. Soft sound of rain was constantly breaking the silence, which was actually rather comfortable anyway! But who are you to say no to sound of the rain~?

That's what you ruofuhr at least when you snuggled with your lover. Untill you heard it... loud strike of thunder, immidietly waking you up from that moment if relaxation. What was worth... it sounded like it was very close!!

Your little jumped seemed to also wake up the sleeping beauty next to you, because as soon as you sat up, you heard was quiet groan from behind gou.

"Y/N? Why aren't you asleep yet...? Is something wrong? Did you had a nightmare?"

You turned around just to see Toya's worried expression, with his hair quite messy already and eyes still a bit drowsy, but you could see he was trying his best to wake up quickly to help you! You were actually about to explain to him everything or maybe find good excuse here Nd there, but before you could even attempt... you heard another, even louder thunder strike, causing you to jolt yet again.

Luckily tho, blue haired hot seemed to immidietly realize what's going on. And as soon as you jolted, he was quick to place one of his hand on your hand and the other on your sides caressing it, or shouldwr if you're ticklish!

"I see... Don't worry, it won't last forever. We can just... wait till it passes together... or maybe listen to something so you have something else to focus on than thunder?"

He didn't wanted to force it bit when he sees you really need it or if you initiate it, he'll be more than happy to hug you. And this hug is actually much softer than usual, he'll caress your bag with one hand and your hair with he other, most likely also humming to somehow mute the background noise that's causing you discomfort.

He's willing to wait the whole night with you, but he'd still much rather to that while laying in bed, as he has hopes that with the comfort he's giving you, you'll eventually fall asleep... but if not, he won't mind moving to watch a movie!

"Why won't we get distracted with something else? How about we watch a comedy? Or have game night?"

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@bleachtheidiot @akitosheart @yulikesminori @toyaswif3y @miya-akane @toyaslove @bl4cktourmaline @r4wrclwz - come get your cookie lover!

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[juni-aldaine123]

PICK-UP LINES/ knh ; jinmao

・❥・fluff . cute . short . oneshot . alternate universe: college/ university . librarian maomao . residential student jinshi . who likes to flirt with her . using corny pick-up lines

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Maomao sighs as she leans back on her reclining chair, a thick literature book sitting in her lap. Eyes darting around she takes in her surroundings. Few students remain in the library and they're all busy with their own assignments and research papers. Maomao checks her wrist watch and sure enough, there is still two hours left  till her shift for today ends. Any moment now and he will walk in. Maomao feels anticipation build up in her chest.

Just as the hour hand of her wrist watch strikes 6 in the evening a tall young man walks in through the big wooden doors. Maomao immediately ducks her head, trying to hide herself behind her book and waits with bated breath for the man to approach. She hopes he doesn't get the hint that she had eagerly been expecting his arrival.

When she slowly pulls her book down, enough for the man in front of her to just see her eyes, she quirks up a brow and drawls out an aggravated, "Hi Jinshi."

"Hey Maomao," he calls back with enthusiasm unlike her.

"How is the most beautiful person in the world doing?" he greets, leaning against her desk, a little too close for her liking.

"I don't know." She doesn't look at Jinshi, decidedly staring at the words running across the crinkled pages that have stopped making sense the moment he stepped into her space. "How are you doing?"

"I- uh- good! Great! I'm doing great!" Jinshi blurts out in a haste, clearly not having expected Maomao to retort to his flirtatious ministrations with ease. For someone who often tried to tease her with his words he quickly turned into a blushing mess whenever she countered him.

'Cute,' she decides.

"How can I help you today?" She changes the topic and watches amused how Jinshi reverts back to his composed self, as if she just hadn't wrecked his heart a minute ago.

"Actually-" He pushes a piece of paper towards her. "-I was hoping you could help me find these books. I'll need them for the upcoming finals."

She nods wordlessly and takes the paper to type away on the computer, searching through catalogues.

"I'm borrowing these books from the library, but can I borrow something from you?"

"What?" she asks, distracted, eyes set on the computer screen that she fails to notice his growing smirk.

"A kiss. Let me borrow a kiss. I promise I'll give it back." Maomao can just pretend she didn't hear him, loud and clear, and continue her search. Jinshi might take the hint and keep his mouth shut (though that is doubtful.)

Unfortunately for her, the only hint he takes is the deepening blush on her cheeks- she will never admit she'd already been blushing the moment Jinshi had walked in- and considers her reaction as a victory. Now she won't even be able to deny that she didn't hear him. She sighs and hopes it comes out as a tired one though Jinshi only thinks of it as fond acceptance of her defeat.

"Go to Aisle 8 and 11. You'll find what you need." But Jinshi stands perfectly still, his lips pulled in a pout. 

"What is it now?" Maomao is sure she won't be able to finish her literature lesson till the time her shift ends with her current situation. 

Which is a pretty adorable one, if she may add.

"I'm afraid I might need more help."

"Oh I'm sure you'll be fine. Just look around a bit." But Maomao feels her restraints weaken the more she stares at a pouting Jinshi.

"Fine." He wins. And Maomao leaves her desk with Jinshi following her like a duckling with its mother.

She retrieves two books for him without much difficulty but when she tries to get the last one she realises she is at a disadvantage. There is a ladder at the end of the aisle but Maomao has no intention to drag it to the middle where they stand so they'll have to help themselves.

"You might have to get this one," she says, but when she turns around her vision is blocked by a sturdy chest. Jinshi leans over her head and extracts the book as Maomao stands at his mercy; her grip on the books she holds loosening.

She makes the terrible mistake of looking up and by some miracle it is the exact moment Jinshi too looks down at her. In such a close proximity Maomao almost hears her rapidly accelerating heartbeat and hopes beyond hope that her treacherous heart doesn't betray her to Jinshi.

But he might as well feel it, she thinks, because their chests lie pressed to each other's.

They don't move away, though they should, if they wish to retain their composure. But while their minds will them to push eachother away their hearts tug them together. It is only the sound of approaching footsteps that reel Maomao back to the present and she ducks under Jinshi's still outstretched arm holding the book and makes adequate distance between them.

The newcomer pays them no mind and flits about for a minute or two, pacing from one end of the side of the aisle opposite to them to the other and grabs the book she was looking for and walks away without so as much as a glance.

Maomao mentally thanks this stranger for not giving them a look. Because their flustered faces could surely give someone else the wrong idea.

"C'mon." She drags him away by the sleeve of his coat. They both speak nothing of the event and Maomao silently fills the entry under Jinshi's name.

"Hey.....I don't have my library card."

Maomao opens her mouth to speak up, to tell him that it's alright, that she can simply look up his name on the database, completely oblivious to the real meaning behind his words when Jinshi continues, "But do you mind if I check you out?"

"Don't you do that anyway?" her mind makes her speak, though she has no clear understanding of what she's saying anymore, her consciousness switched to autopilot in her panic. Jinshi finally closes his mouth, promptly forgetting his own words when Maomao retorts to his flirts with her wits, and goes back to his seat with his books and works in peace for awhile. Maomao thinks she can try as well to finish her abandoned english lesson in the meantime.

Time flies past without Maomao's knowledge and when she acknowledges a presence near her desk she draws herself away from her book. A boy asks her to add a few books to his tabs and then leaves and other students too file past and soon it's only Maomao and Jinshi in the library.

'Time to close the library,' Maomao thinks when she sees it's ten past eight. Jinshi must have been finished with his research paper too if she considers his haughty smile and the way he struts towards her. Literally struts.

But he might just be the only one to pull it off according to Maomao's humble opinion.

"Yes?" she asks bluntly, closing tabs and arranging the account registers hastily when Jinshi comes to her desk.

"Do you have a map?" Oh, this one.

Maomao is left disoriented for a moment at the random question but quickly recovers herself. She knows the answer to this one very well. But she still indulges him. "What for?"

"Cause I'm getting lost in your eyes." This totally doesn't make her smile. Nope. Not at all. 

She rounds about the desk and stands in front of Jinshi who gazes at her quizzically, albeit warily, waiting for her next move.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have any map with me. But-" She catches the collar of his dark navy coat and brings his face close to hers. She takes in his surprised expression with no little satisfaction. "-I do have something else for you." She presses her lips against his in a fleeting kiss and pulls away before Jinshi even has the chance to relax into her touch.

"You promised to return it to me. Don't forget," she says seriously- though it is comparatively less effective due to her red face- to the still malfunctioning Jinshi and walks to the backrooms behind her desk to bring back her things.

"Wait for me?" And Jinshi dumbly nods, still in a daze. His fingers aimlessly poke his lips on which Maomao's soft ones had kissed, the touch lingering. He hopes he doesn't look too excited. He can't scare away Maomao by weirding her out. Not yet. Not anymore. Now that he finally has her reciprocating his feelings.

Besides, he still needs to return her kiss.

Maomao comes back with her big, oddly shaped cross-body bag with her literature book now tucked in and her jacket hanging by her arm. She silently picks up Jinshi's hand and guides him to the doors. She locks the doors, tucks the key in the breast pocket of her shirt and turns around to walk away with Jinshi in tow when suddenly he looms right in front of her.

"You aren't going to wear your jacket?" Jinshi asks in response to her own questioning glance.

"I don't want to." She shrugs as it isn't a big deal, though Jinshi takes offense.

"You have to Maomao. It's getting very cold this late." When Jinshi doesn't budge she gives him a scathing glare (that would've made anyone else cry their eyes out) that he returns pointedly with his own. And his signature pout for added effects.

Maomao shoves her bag to his hands and tugs the jacket on but Jinshi stares unconvinced.

"Now what?" Jinshi shakes his head with a huff and Maomao sees white smoke billow from his mouth. He steps in her space and just when she tries to protest shuts her up by zipping her lips with his own and her jacket with his deft fingers, and she is made all too aware of the warmth encasing her. She's not very sure if it's because of Jinshi and his lips still anchoring her to him or her jacket that hangs on her body.

"As per my promise," he tells her when they break away. "And-" Another kiss on her forehead. "-this one is for extra comfort."

Yeah, Maomao thinks, Jinshi might as well be magical, because his charm works too well and she finds herself melting in his embrace to seek 'extra comfort'.

#the apothecary diaries #kusuriya no hitorigoto #jinshi #maomao #jinmao #fluff #cute #oneshot #alternate universe #college #university #student #flirting #pick up lines

[anneangel]

Bilbo's actions with the ring were quite reasonable:

Bilbo almost stopped breathing, and went stiff himself. He was desperate. He must get away, out of this horrible darkness, while he had any strength left. He must fight. He must stab the foul thing, put its eyes out, kill it. It meant to kill him. No, not a fair fight. He was invisible now. Gollum had no sword. Gollum had not actually threatened to kill him, or tried to yet. And he was miserable, alone, lost. A sudden understanding, a pity mixed with horror, welled up in Bilbo’s heart: a glimpse of endless unmarked days without light or hope ofbetterment, hard stone, cold fish, sneaking and whispering. All these thoughts passed in a flash of a second. He trembled. And then quite suddenly in another flash, as if lifted by a new strength and resolve, he leaped. No great leap for a man, but a leap in the dark. Straight over Gollum’s head he jumped, seven feet forward and three in the air; indeed, had he known it, he only just missed cracking his skull on the low arch of the passage. - The Hobbit

Bilbo was able to feel pity for Gollum and put himself in his place.

"Pity? It's 'pity' that stayed Bilbo's hand (...) Pity, and mercy: not to strike without need. (...) And he was well rewarded, Frodo. Notice how he suffered so little from the evil [of the Ring] and escaped in the end, because he began to use the Ring with this. With Pity. (...) and (...) The pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many.” Gandalf said. - LotR

Yes, after, Bilbo decides to disappear like a joke during the party, as a prank, but it is quite justifiable, the people were talking bad about Bilbo, that he was weird and had weird visitors, and still many coveting and gossiping about his money and the comforts he had at Bag End. They made horrible comments about his adopting Frodo too, and about Frodo himself.

It makes sense that Bilbo would want to disappear in front of them, it's symbolic when we want to disappear in front of people who make us feel uncomfortable, people who have spent years calling him 'Mad Bilbo'. It was an expected joke from Bilbo, it was him being ironic! Just as gifts from him were ironic. An example:

For MILO BURROWS, hoping it will be useful, from B.B., on a gold pen and ink-bottle. Milo never answered letters. - LotR

When Bilbo leaves the Ring, he gets angry with Gandalf for a moment and becomes almost aggressive, but see that in the end it is he who OFFERS the ring to Gandalf:

'Well, if you want my ring yourself, say so!' cried Bilbo. 'But you won't get it. I won't give my precious away, I tell you.' His hand strayed to the hilt of his small sword. (…)

(...) Gandalf answered. 'And I am not one either. I am not trying to rob you, but to help you. I wish you would trust me, as you used.' He turned away, and the shadow passed.

(...) He seemed to dwindle again to an old grey man, bent and troubled. Bilbo drew his hand over his eyes. I am sorry,' he said. 'But I felt só queer. And yet it would be a relief in a way not to be bothered with it any more. It has been so growing on my mind lately. Sometimes I have felt it was like an eye looking at me.

'Then trust mine,' said Gandalf. 'It is quite made up. Go away and leave it behind. Stop possessing it. Give it to Frodo, and I will look after him.'

Bilbo stood for a moment tense and undecided. Presently he sighed. 'All right,' he said with an effort.

(...) 'You have still got the ring in your pocket,' said the wizard.

'Well, so I have!' cried Bilbo. 'And my will and all the other documents too. You had better take it and deliver it for me. That will be safest.

''No, don't give the ring to me,' said Gandalf. 'Put it on the mantelpiece. It will be safe enough there, till Frodo comes.

A spasm of anger passed swiftly over the hobbit's face again. Suddenly it gave way to a look of relief and a laugh. 'Well, that's that,' he said. 'Now I'm off!' - LotR

Bilbo was strong enough to overcome his desire for the ring and turn away for it.

And Bilbo almost attacking Frodo in Rivendell upon seeing the Ring? Yes. Right. But, It's Bilbo who asks Frodo to keep the Item:

Bilbo looked quickly at Frodo’s face and passed his hand across his eyes. ‘I understand now,’ he said. ‘Put it away! I am sorry: sorry you have come in for this burden; sorry about everything. - LotR

He acts pretty decent for someone in possession of an evil object. And if he's one to be ironic with his relatives, they provoked him first!

There was a great commotion, and people of all sorts, respectable and unrespectable, were thick round the door, and many were going in and out—not even wiping their feet on the mat, as Bilbo noticed with annoyance. If he was surprised, they were more surprised still. He had arrived back in the middle of an auction! (…) would sell by auction the effects of the late Bilbo Baggins, of Bag-End, Underhill, Hobbiton. (…) most of the things had already been sold, for various prices from next to nothing to old songs (as is not unusual at auctions). Bilbo’s cousins the Sackville-Bagginses were, in fact, busy measuring his rooms to see if their own furniture would fit. In short Bilbo was “Presumed Dead”, and not everybody that said so was sorry to find the presumption wrong. (…) The legal bother, indeed, lasted for years. It was quite a long time before Mr. Baggins was in fact admitted to be alive again. The people who had got specially good bargains at the Sale took a deal of convincing; and in the end to save time Bilbo had to buy back quite a lot of his own furniture. (…) Many of his silver spoons mysteriously disappeared and were never accounted for. Personally he suspected the Sackville-Bagginses. On their side they never admitted that the returned Baggins was genuine, and they were not on friendly terms with Bilbo ever after. (…) he was no longer quite respectable. He was in fact held by all the hobbits of the neighbourhood to be ‘queer’—except by his nephews and nieces on the Took side, but even they were not encouraged in their friendship by their elders. I am sorry to say he did not mind. (…) many shook their heads and touched their foreheads and said “Poor old Baggins!” and few believed any of his tales. - The Hobbit

He had been really lonely the last few years since he had returned from his adventure, or holiday, as liked to call it. A large part of this was due to the fact that he had been definitively rejected from the respectable community, not that he cared that much about it, but was quite a burden to have faced everything he had been through on his adventure there and back again, to be a hero to other folks and peoples, an Elf-Friend, also a friend of dwarves and humans, who rode Eagles and rode barrels in a river (even without knowing how to swim), who spoke to Smaug the Dragon, and still survived a war, returning home to the Shire to receive the treatment of an pariah.

No one really welcomed him with joy, he came back safe and sound, after disappearing for 14 months, and it seemed like everyone preferred him dead. Imagine Bilbo, especially when he sat alone in his armchair in a house too big for a single Hobbit (one who used to like visitors and had lots of pantries and huge rooms that could fit a lot of people and he had a lot of clothes). beautiful to wear and receive them). Possibly the same respectable Hobbits he received as visitors before were the same ones who were not happy to see him return alive. Because they didn't care about him, nor about his feelings or his safety and well-being, they only cared about his money and possessions, envying his comfort and home. And they gossiped about it for years, making him look like "Mad Bilbo", when they were the ones who were petty.

And yet, remember, Bilbo adopted Frodo of his own free will (because Frodo was his favorite cousin, according to the book, it is the others who gossip and invent ulterior motives in a malicious way and this is also in the book), And Bilbo teaches Sam reads, is kind to Gafer, is generous with the poorest families, throws lively parties with lots of food, welcomes Merry and Pippin to Bag End often and gives them enough freedom to see Bilbo things without him knowing. And Bilbo remained friends with the Elves, the Dwarves, the humans (he was friends with Aragorn, "Not all those who wander are lost" was coined by Bilbo in a poem, and has often been used since then to refer to Aragorn), and Gandalf, no matter what his neighbors thought of it or how often they found him and his visits "strange". Bilbo "was happy to the end of his days, which were extraordinarily long" - The Hobbit and LotR.

So yes, Bilbo is incredibly virtuous, even when tempted by the ring.

#the hobbit #bilbo baggins #lord of the rings #lotr #the one ring #bilbo my beloved #the fellowship of the ring #the return of the king #two towers #lotr elves #Gandalf #frodo baggins #samwise gamgee #aragorn #merry and pippin

[lovebillyhargrove]

Harringrove seasons au, created by the ever-amazing @akioukun ❤️ and remaining the source of inspiration

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All living creatures know - since summer and autumn got together, every September has been blessed with soft kind sunshine and warmth.

Steve is sitting on a strand of golden sand close to the river. The sand is missing August heat, but it's still nice to the touch. The river drifts quiet and thoughtful.

Steve runs his fingers through the sand and digs deeper.

He is watching Billy.

Billy is like a child. He disrupts the calm, the tranquility. He is wilful and petulant. Bursting with energy, lightning strikes out of a blue sky, and tears pour down in a surprise thunderstorm. One second dark clouds overcast all heavens, the next one the sun is already shining down on everything, and life itself turns glorious.

Billy is running in shallow water, right near the shore, several drops landing on Steve's brittle patches of moss.

Summer is giggling and splashing water all around. The naive little kid, still believing in miracles, still not doubting them.

Steve is watching Billy, listening to the chimes of his voice, and it makes his heart ache.

Steve is older. He knows loss. He feels the pain in his bones sometimes, when they creak like logs of an old house. He is as ancient as the time itself, and he is the season when nature wilts away and, according to the common belief, everything dies.

The belief is wrong. Nothing dies, but everything transforms.

Billy doesn't think about things like that. He gives life. He celebrates life. He enjoys it. He doesn't care because he is not made like that.

Steve appreciates it in Billy, the careless humming of this never-ceasing ardour. He knows how noiseless and cold it can get in late October, how lonely and empty it usually is in November.

Steve will sleep then and see Billy in his dreams, day after day, spent together, encounter after encounter.

Steve will be sleeping just like brown leaves, buried under the first November snow. He is well prepared for the upcoming biting cold, for it runs in his core. He also knows that the world is full of wonders, and it is only a couple of months before he will have to wake up. Unlike autumn leaves, he won't become one with earth, he will rise from his slumber

And travel.

Looking for the summer.

Travel to the other hemisphere, where his love will be awaiting him.

Where the sun is hot and the sand beckons you to leave all your troubles behind, step on it barefoot and run around, like carefree children whose laughter is innocent and embodies the spirit of summer.

Will summer be different in the other hemisphere? Yes, but it will also be the same.

It will be Billy.

Steve's love comes closer and sits on the sand beside him.

"Hey, pretty boy. Do you know what I'm unhappy about? In late June Linden trees start blooming. The smell is .. enchanting. I want you to taste it, I want your mind to stop thinking for a moment. Too bad, you can't be here in June. There is no way you can."

Billy's gaze turns sad for a second and then

"I know what I'm gonna do. I'll put the dry blossoms in the jar and save them till the time you start coming round. Yeah?"

He's taking Steve's hand, gentle and playful.

"Come walk in the water with me. Let's look at this big fish I noticed searching for a hidden spot under a log to stay for the night. Shhh," -

Billy is pressing his finger to his lips, -

"Be very quiet, autumn, I don't want to spook the fish away."

On ao3, all credit for the idea belongs to @akioukun

#harringrove #billy x steve #harringrove seasons au #autumn steve x summer billy

[horny-ari]

Here's a small soft love with Sub Lucifer I wrote. I hope you guys enjoy 💜💕

Tw: Minors DNI, Sub Lucifer, Dom reader, gn! Reader, over stimulation.

It's late at night you had just finished preparing some coffee and snacks for Lucifer to try and get him to take a break. You pick up the tray and walk to his room, walking right in. You no longer have to knock on his door late at night to see him you can just walk right in. Lucifer is in the same spot as always, at his desk going through paper work, his eyes has dark bags under them as his clothes are wrinkled and this tie undone along with a few buttons. His disheveled hair and slow movements showing just how tired he actually was.

He looks up when you enter, smiling softly as he sees who's disturbing him. His prideful demeanor is gone when it's late and your alone like this, it's nice to see. You set the tray you had been carrying on the coffee table, setting some of the stuff on it on the table.

"Lucifer it's late and you've been there all day, come over here and take a break with me."

Lucifer immediately sets down his pen and gets up, his jacket falling from his shoulder as he discards his tie and gloves. He quickly makes his way to you, wanting to feel you close.You sit him on the couch next to you, handing him his coffee. Lucifer knows better than to immediately jump on you, he has to behave if he's to get what he wants. You pull him closer to cuddle as you two spend the next few minutes relaxing and getting some sugar into Lucifer.

However, once the snacks are gone and Lucifer finished his coffee does the real fun begin. Sit up straighter and pull him to his on your lap him leaning back, pressing against you more. You run your hands from this thighs, up to his chest barely avoiding the growing problem in his pants.

You finish unbuttoning Lucifer's shirt, exposing his chest for you to toy with as you please. Track his muscles slowly feeling them tense up from anticipation as you move up. Kiss along his neck, marking wherever you see fit. Roll and pinch his nipples his gasps and light moans spurring you to continue. He bucks his hips up, whining for you to do more.

"Oh? Do you want me to play with your pretty cock? Have you been a good boy this week?"

He nods, quickly babbling out how he's been good and asking, begging, you to touch him.He's been a good boy, working hard this week and getting his work done so you slowly trial your hands down, unzipping his pants. Pulling them down enough and watching his dick throb for attention. Pull him in for a messy kiss as you slowly stroke him.

Pull away from the kiss to watch him fall away, head on your shoulder eyes closed mouth open voicing his pleasure and pre falls down the side of his length. Your hand using the pre as lube to strike him harder, faster. Your other hand pinching one of his nips.He won't last long with you touching him like this. He'll whine out how he's close, begging you to let him come. Pretending to entertain the thought of edging him you stroke faster, waiting till the last moment.

"You've been a good boy, come for me."

Lucifer arches his back, moaning louder then before as white paints his chest and your hand. His blissful expression cut off too soon as you start up again, pulling two more orgasms from him.

You gently set him on the couch, walking to his bathroom and cleaning up your hands and getting a warm damp towel to clean him up with. Walking back to him you can't help but take a picture of his fucked out, covered in cum state he's in before you gently clean him up. Whispering praises to Lucifer.After helping Lucifer change into some pj's (or leave him nakey) the two of you climb into his bed. Lucifer cuddling close as you run your fingers through his hair. Lucifer knows he can let control go around you and you'll take care of him. He loves you for it and often goes to you when he needs to be pampered a bit.

#obey me smut #obey me lemon #obey me x reader smut #obey me lucifer x reader smut #sub lucifer #dom reader

[proxylynn]

How powerful do you think mammon is?

[Now here we have a real toughy because the Sins aren't power ranked or scaled to my knowledge. That and I am unsure how their sin affects them like a boost or if that's even a thing (for example; more lust or just being in Lust Ring adds power for Ozzie). For Mammon, I do think he is strong, might be one of the most powerful Sins we've seen so far based on a few things. If I do go with "the more doing that sin, they get a boost" thing, then it's obvious that Mammon is jacked with power. Ozzie, Bee, and Lucifer appear strong but with control of the strength of their sin, but Mammon is so swoll with greed and the greed from others that it comes seeping out as those electric surges when he gets intense. Another reason I think he's strong is because he is the clown. No one takes him seriously and he plays to it, using/exploiting everything around him as, despite his dorkiness, he is intelligent and incredibly skilled in manipulation. Who would look at him and think he's a serious threat? No one. If he's so strong why didn't he fight Ozzie? Because there are rules that even the Sin are bound to and Mammon's skillet is more about using intimidation first. (Also just coming out in a power battle is more of a Satan thing and Mammon can't show all his powers right away) My theory on how the show will go forward with Mammon is that they may make him the true antagonist but downplay him as a threat till all the pieces fall into place. The remaining episodes of HB season 2 are called "The Full Moon", "Apology Tour", "Ghostf**kers", "Mastermind", "Sinsmas", and the last two are TBA. Out of those I can see a few where Mammon can be used for. Apology Tour sounds very Fizzarolli to me, so the Glam Sisters might be there to throw shade and fuck with his confidence to make Fizzy believe without Mammon's promotion that no one liked him at all (fishy bitches). Mastermind could be Crimson teaming up with Mammon out of desperation for revenge and figures he's clever enough to manipulate a Sin like he nearly did with Ozzi. Mammon, however, would be the one pulling the strings and setting the stage for Crimson's demise in a "kill two birds with one stone" deal. And Sinsmas is gonna be very interesting as this might be a rare point of all 7 sins being in an episode (though they may cut out Luci to not crossover HH) and it could be here that things get very juicy. Mammon could intentionally be absolutely good and everyone, justifiably, calls bullshit on his act yet he keeps it up to cast doubt. Only after do the seeds of his actions take root, as when Mammon slips away do the previous enemies strike, maybe even make a callback to the D.H.O.R.K.S. agents from season 1 who might have made a deal for reasons, but unfortunately for Mammon this goes south and now with this attack it's a declaration. One that won't go well for anyone.]

{Kinda went off course at the end there, but I hope it does show how strong I think Mammon is/can be.}

#ask op #hellaverse #helluvaboss #helluva boss mammon #mammon helluva boss #mammon #helluva boss lore theory/headcanon

[popculturebuffet]

Transformers: More Than Meets The Eye Retrospective: Rememberance Day (Issues 12-16) (Patreon review for Brotoman.Exe)

Hello all you happy autobots! And welcome back to my long retrospective of Transformers More than Meets The Eye: The greatest comic about robuts in the known universe.

After a long road, a beetle themed detour and tons of tie ins, one shots and other needed stuff, we're FINALLY almost at the end of Season 1 and to help speed things along, Brotoman gave me some extra money to get through Dark Cybertron. That also means we have a pretty baked in schedule through april so here it is: After this review i'll be covering Remain in Light, the season 1 finale, next week. January is a recap of MTMTE's sister series Robot's in disguise. I volunteered for this one as I felt with Dark Cybertron relying heavily on RiD's history, I should reaquaint myself with it.

We'll then take another break for a Fizzarolli retrospective in Feburary, and then begin dark cybertron in may, with the plan to have it in two or three parts. After that barring any other side trips or what not, it's SEASON 2 BABY, the series best. It also means easing up a bit on the sidetrips: there's still two whole minis to go into and a christmas special but both are shorter and with our two issue schedule the pacing won't be as nettled.

As for the present these two arcs represent MTMTE hitting it's stride: The books always been good and these reviews have been almost two years of gushing. I have ocasional gripes but overal the series is just pure excellence. This is simply the best of the best: all the character and plot setup for the season paying off in the most awesome, heartbreaking and horrifying ways possible. These arcs are great, but I dreaded getting to them as they will rip your heart out of your chest guaranteed.

See while John Roberts built up an impressive cast of characters, almost all from characters' whose history before this could best be described "That one guy over there in the background" or "That transfomer you got at a yard sale that was a bitch to identify", he wasn't afraid to say goodbye to his creations, even the main characters, and got that this story.. needed life and death stakes.

It's how death SHOULD be handled in comic books: not a publicity stunt done half assed and undone in months, not a massacre to "raise stakes", simply when the story calls for someone to die.

So the question to those of you who haven't read it is simple: who dies tonight? Well i'll tell ya'll under the cut.

Before and After

Admitely these first two issues are less an arc and more two more standalones. As usual for MTMTE these are ripe for setup and Before and After feels like an out and out prelude to Reemergence Day, so the bundling fits.

Before and After has a unique structure, flashing both to the Autobots preparing for a strike on a Decepticon fortress on Sensenica. It's the first real Autbots Vs Decepticon battle we've seen: while there was one in Ratchet's arc, it was more a smokescreen for Pharma and Fort Max took them down quickly and messily.

Here it's an actual battle: a bunch of decepticons who shall remain nameless and largely unimportant to the overall scheme of things have been bleeding organic's dry for energy, so our heroes go down to stop it. For the sake of clarity i'm not going ot be covering the issue as structured as it's a lot.

The good news: our heroes are able to take the fortress, free the organics, save the day. The bad.. is there is a lot of injuries in the process, and that's the real intresting part of this issue: while the battle is neat, I often forget it and it really just kinda comes and goes: what's important.. is the after effect: Swerve, Rewind and Cyclonus were all horribly injured and we don't find out why till the tailend of the issue for the latter two.

For swerve.. he shot himself in the face while trying to figure out his gun while Chromedone and SKids fought a giant dinosaur. This guy is snapdragon and yes I looked him up on the grounds he fought two characters while transformed and apparently bathes in the blood of his enemies when he can't find sludge as he has a senstive butt.

So while this goes on it's down to Rewind and Tailgate. Tailgate is, allegedlys, a bomb disposal expert, and thus has to take out a bomb hooked to the organics with Rewind's help. Also of note is that Rewind and Chromedome are fighting.

Rewind is PISSSEEED Chromedome keeps hacking heads, while Chromedome is mad Rewind won't stay out of action. So naturally it's the perfect time for Rewind to go boom as the two little guys simply can't stop it. Rewind stays to mitigate the blast... and Cyclonus tosses Tailgate out taking the blast himself.

The prognosis for both.. isn't good. Rewind is a tiny bot.. and that means it's harder for him to bounce back from this, with Red Alert floating his Spark Jumping idea from his intro arc, a nice call back I honestly forgot about. Of course it'd crop up again and naturally, Chromedome is a spark type match for Rewind.

While Chromedome recovers from it as the process.. isn't exactly plesant. So while he recovers he talks to Tailgate. Chromedome admits when he's told Cyclonus still survivied that it's a shame... though what I like is when Tailgate asks him fi he really meant that.. he admits it.. but also admits he shouldn't of said it to Tailgate and apologizes, admitting thigns are just stressful. Tailgate calls rewind Chromedome's best friend

That flub aside, Chromedome admits that he's not #1 in his boyfriend's heart.. there's someone else, just above him.

So we get Rewind's backstory which as usual is important for later: Rewind was a member of what was called at the time "The disposable class". There aren't many left and it's easy to see why as the disposables were basically slaves, with Chromedome flat out admitting that's what they'd call them now. It makes him one of the oldest and is why he has a memory stick of all alt modes: he was made for just one purpose and that purpose was being a comically large usb drive.

This changed when Rewind met Dominus Ambus, Scientest, Doctor, Author Explorer and that one ex of your partners you can never live up to. Tailgate for his part says he hates the guy. That's a good friend tailgate.

Anyways Ambus used Rewind as a memory drive but treated him kindly, giving him premium energon instead of the cheap stuff and realizing in the process that the disposables were just autbots and just as sentient as any other, and started campaiging for their rights. He seemed to succeed but trying to find a cure for Cybercocis he and Rewind left to find Luna 1, Cybertron's missing moon because like any missing thing of legend, you just gotta assume it has the cure for anything.

They failed, and what's worse they came back to a planet at war. All hell had broken loose and the two underwent the right of the autobrand.

So cut to years later in the war and Chromedome, already not having the best mental health for his years in psi ops and other traumas, has decided to unalive himself. Which is harder than it sounds for a transformer: their bodies are built to be nigh on indestructable and Chromedome can't really try sucicide by comabat as it'd put others in whatever unit he was in at risk. So instead he went to a relinquishment clinic, with what clinics left offering assisted suicide.

This ends up saving Chromedomes life as he hears a scream.. and it turns out to be Rewind who was checking the bodies. And that, dear readers is the main reason Rewind's on the lost light, the reason for the snuff film footage he got earlier: he's been looking for Dominus anywhere there's bodies in hopes of getting closure with Chromedome along for the ride. Dome assumes that's why he goes into battle.. but Tailgate has a more optimstic take: Rewind loves him and simply wants to be there to support him.

Either way things aren't looking good as it turns out chromedome's spark has a low yield. As he stated earlier he was born dry and thus dosen't hae a lot of ennermost energon. Ennermost energon is a brilliant concept: it's the energon closest to a bot's casing, their essence. Being robots, Cybertronians naturally run into a ship of thesus paradox oftne with most of their original parts long gone. The innermost energon is the part of them that's always there, the one part that, along with the spark itself, will always be then

So as a gesture of love when someone is dying, possibly may survivie may likely not, a bot puts a portion by them. Tailgate hearing this.. decides to do the same for Cyclonus. This being Cyclonus he's not only not quite dead, but an asshole about it, saying he dosen't care about tailgate they don't have a bond, etc... but in a touching moment instead of keeping up his abuse of the poor guy after smashing the jar.. he goes to help him pick it up. Despite trying to distance himself, despite trying to push Tailgate away.. they have a bond. And he can't deny that.. I mean he will, it's Cyclonus, he has the emotoinal maturity of a very angry stump, but he's at least TRYING to not be as closed off.

As for Chromedome he's not doin so hot and in his lowest moment a mysterious voice says something VERY prowl like: the decpitcons are still a threat and this proves it and there's something Chromedome can do to help. He wants to show him something in the basement.

Thankfully Rewind's alive, and of all people it was whirl who donated.. and whose uncharcatristically nice. It's almost as if he's hiding something and.. yup as we find out in the final pages turns out he locked the door to attempted murder cyclonus and Rewind got caught in it.

Cybertronian Homesick Blues

CHB is a fun issue, what SEEMS to just be some fun shenanigans and an excuse to make human forms for the cast.

So Mags is wound tighter than usual, having thrown several people, Swereve included in the brig for general nonsense.. which as Rodimus notes is all kinds of fucked up. I mean it'd usually just be two or three kinds, but they have dangerous criminals down there now along with Fort Max, who is dangerous but isn't out to hurt anybody anymore, so he's not exactly going to prison shank anyone.

Rodimus can see a problem coming and decides to help: the Lost Light's approaching Hedonia, a vacation planet ala Risa from Star Trek, but saying the quiet part loud. He asks Swerve to take him to relax, threatning the bar if he dosen't, and Swerve to his credit genuinely tries to bond with Ultra Magnus, bringing most of his close friends to help with the task: Rewind, Rung, Skids, Tailgate and Whirl. Whirl isn't exactly a close friend but you try telling Whirl he can't come and see how many limbs you have left.

Due to anti robot prejudice , our heroes can't enter EVERY section so they set up Holomatter Avatars to go into those sections and drink it up, having disabled Mags DiD chip. Said chip keeps fuel from hitting transformers at full impact, i.e. keeping them from getting plastered unless they WANT to get plastered.

Naturally as you can imagine Mags is going through something and is thus a pretty depressed/angry drunk and has a full on breakdown

It's very obvious that Ultra Magnus.. is having a crisis of faith. His whole point is to be unflinching unchanging and as seen in the Annual the idea of NOT being that is propsterous to him.. and now we see that even with his acceptance in that story.. ti's not easy. Change.. often involves a lot of backsliding first. Personal growth is not easy, take it from me, so naturally the idea of being more than the tight ass he's SUPPOSED to be is tearing the poor bot apart. He also takes it out on swerve saying people like him because he's funny and that he's shirking his responsibliteis iwth the bar plan, not beliving Swerve's half hearted defense of it... causing the little guy to open up.

It's a deeply painful sentence.. and one that's all too damn relatable. I often feel this way wondering if people like me for anlysizing shit and being mildly amusing or for me.

MOst of the rest of the issue is holomatter hyjinks, as our heroes are forced to cary Magnus, who accidently drank something REALLY strong across a human section in their disguises. The disguises.. are really neat, with special note to Tailgate as a baby, Rung's neat hat, Whirl as a murder child and my faviorite, Magnus.. using Verity's likeness. A nice little nod, make sme hope the two do actually meet again.

At any rate our heroes succeed, but we have some important story stuff before we move on to the main event: first I forgot how the story really started.. with Drift busting in to stop Cyclonus from.. singing. Turns out no one was in danger, it was just ancient cybertronian and beautiful, with Rewind recording it.. only to be hastily shouted to get out.

While this seems lke Standard cyclonus.. he was covering. Turns out Tailgate's stories about being in the primal vanguard, being important, all his big puffed up stories are a lie. He wasn't even bomb disposal, he's WASTE disposal, he was just able to bluff himself through the bomb just enough. It's all a lie. Yet it wasn't to feel special or anything.. it's for much more tragic, entirely understandable reasons.

It's a painful moment.. and an understandable one. He should've been found easily.. but got lost for CENTURIES.. and no one cared. No one noticed. It's not hard to see why the little guy didn't want to admit that. While cyclonus is right Tailgate can't keep lying forever.. he sees why he started it and sees that Tailgate might be the ONLY person who understands his pain, the only person who knows what it's like to wake up in a world that just left you behind and dosen't seem to have a place for you. So he teaches Tailgate how to sing cybertronian.

And from that heartwearming moment.. more depression as this issue was Swerve trying to commuincate with Blur.. only it turns out like Tailgate that was a lie. The two never knew each other, swerve only met him once with a plan and the bar is sipmly.. trying to fill the space with something. He also offers Ultra Mags to be roomy.. but Mags coldly shoots him down, saying their not friends. It's a pretty solemn ending to what SEEMED to be a wacky one off... and it's only going to get worse from here.

Rememberance Day:

We begin wtih the story of Overlord's birth. Two hapless minors find his, call it in and their superior calls for someone to come down. That someone is Three of Twelve, one of the functionist council, a loose council that preached functionism, aka alt mode dictates class, the kind of prick Dominus Ambus was rallying against. These guys will be important next season but for now he's just here to point out how important that is, give the guy who called it in an award and tell the miners they have 6 hours to live from the radation.

Overlord is a point one percenter. A point one percenter is a green spark found in the tiniest fraction of the cybertronian population. Said sparks are treasured and their wielders are often the toughest, most nigh unstoppable bots out there. It's why Overlord is such a juggernaught and why it took so much to bring him down on Garrus 9, as well as a retroactive reason why the deceiptcons he had under his boot didn't just revolt. Other phase sixers for scale include Fortress Maximus, Ultra Magnus, Optimus Prime, Megatron, Scorponok, Shockwave, Tarn, Roller and of course, He, Grimlock, with Megatron weaponziing this fact, hence why so much of this list is purple.

We then cut to the finale of Last Stand of the Wreckers, just before overlord went boom.. and find an univitied guest; Chromedome. Turns out he's been going into Overlord's mind looking for something, and makes the fatal mistake of telling him about it, mostly becaues he needs to rummage. Overlord is a Phase Sixer, what Megatron would call in to finish off a planet along with most of those guys mentioned. As a result the only person whose really easlily pummled overlord.. is Megatron himself.

After a few more cups of punch to the face we find what Chromedome's after: the memory of Overlord's true birth. He was put in Megatron's fucked up super solider program, using a very unstable very rare Ununtrium, the same stuff used to make Sixshot. While Rossum, the tech and likely the person responsible for naming Rossum's trinity, pumps him full of goo. Megatron isn't AS suicidal as he sounds doing this sort of supervillian origin story, having had SHockwave throw in a killswitch. Overlord awakens.. and takes after his new dad, smashing Rossum's head as his first act of new life.

This seems to be the end: Rossum warned during the procedure the heat could kill him and the substance itself could kill Megatron: While he's currently assumed dead by the crew, Chromedome is sure he'll come back.. and is right as he returned towards the end of RiD season 1 and plays a key part in both Dark Cybertron and this series from Season 2 onward.

Then.. things take a turn. Overlord remembers where he met Chromedome before: the New Institute. Turns out Chromedome was a brainwasher, with Zeta Prime redubbing the insittute.. but not really changing it and using it for the same brainwashing. Overlord broke in in the early days of the decepticons and stole Trepan, who we met in Shadowplay.

And that theft is WHY Overlord now has taken control of the situation and is going into Chromedome's memories instead: turns out Overlord tried to dabble in mnemosurgery, thinking he could use it against shockwave and undue the killswitches. Megatron isn't stupid though and the second he got wind of what was going on killed Trepan. So while Overlord can't hack int oa mind, he learned enough to take it over, not helped by the fact that Chromedome is scared shitless of the guy , as anyone would be and despite his attempts to hide it, overlord easily picked it up.

So we instead go back to the day of loading.. and a conversation we hadn't seen. In a twist i'd honestly forgot but is entirley brilliant.. Prowl had already MET with Chromedome... and it was about Overlord. As for why he's in tact, Bumblebee has mercy and didn't want to abuse POW's, so he rebuilt the body.

Prowl's intrest is in making their OWN phase sixers: while most Autobots, Chromedome included, assumed they were just freak accidents of nature, Prowl is right about something for once: there's so many that are decipticon, WHY is that. So he wants to find out why, and wnats Chromedome to do it despite being a MASSIVE risk.

Chromedome, as you'd expect tells Prowl to go fuck himself in the poltest manner possible: the war's over, this really isn't necessary, and Rewind really woudlnt' want him doing this. Prowl then enters peak dickhead.. and for once actually suffers for it.

It's a horrible act that has legit consequences over in RID, leaving Prowl free to be brainwashed. Yet.. it's hard to feel too bad as Prowl was trying to blackmail his ex to do something highly shady and ENTIRELY not approved by the rest of Autobot High Command, something that would've likely destroyed Cromedome's relationship anyway. So it's a bad act.. but it's on a deserving victim and seeing Prowl crying no as he's abotu to be brainjacked is just.. so satisfying.

We then finally get the face behind this conspiracy: Drift. The last person you'd expect as he takes Chromedome to talk to Brainstorm. Brainstorm made the cell and is in on it.. but unlike Drift knows what a stupid idea this was, calling it project: total insanity and project :end in tears. Both accurate. The only people who know about this , as far as Drift says, are in this room as Shock and Ore did the loading but as we know both died horribly. Drift is the one who suggested the idea nd brings up the slow cell, Overlord's prison that slows down time for the user.. and that despite his best efforts to stop it, Chromedome's memory shows Overlord how to unlock.

Overlord locks Chromedome in and since, as Overlord figures out, Chromedome did this without anyone else knowing, Overlord now has a lead to go kill people. As he chillingly puts it "Run as fast as you can Chromedome, your already too late".

Under Cold Blue Stars:

Before we get to the tragedy above.. we have to get to the tragedy bellow: Chromedome escapes.. but thanks to the slow field it's been half an hour... and what he finds...

Yeah our heroes.. aren't doing so good. It's something that, despite reading this comic twice before this... had never registered; Overlord.. is strong enough to take on the ENTIRE lost light and WIN. It's taking EVERYONE they have just to hold him BACK. It does make perfect sense: not only is overlord a literal monster, able to tank hits he's spent his career wiping out planets and autobots and his last experince before this was months as the horrifiying dark god of his own planet, most of which was a game of "how many ways can I have my minons creatively murder and torture autobots?". Our heroes, despite their ragtag nature on paper, are GOOD, but their in tight quarters trying not to hit each other while overlord would gladly use one of them to smash through the others omniman style if he had a way to. He wants to kill EVERY , LAST, BOT simply as a warmup. He COULD leave to go find megatron, maybe by killing everyone on cybertron and using the bodies to spell out "HI DAD". But he just can't resisit the torture it'd put chromedome through. He's a sadist... while his main motive may be

He has hobbies.

So you may say to yourself: well, how did we get here, so we go back 30 minutes to the start of this rampage. We see Pipes again, who I honestly forgot existed and whose asking blaster if commuincations are back with Cybertron yet, and since Pipes intended recipient is a friend of Blasters, Blaster goes ahead and forwards it while Whirl, whose naturally there to blow shit up, mocks him.

I didn't think much of this... till Pipes runs into someone.. overlord, who gladly squishes him under his boots with Pipes getting a fairly effective and horrifying death: bleeding out, scrunched to hell.. he uses what little spark he has left for one last push to do the one thing he CAN do to warn everyone else

It makes me tear up.. and again, I FORGOT THIS GUY EXISTED. Roberts is just that good a writer, taking a character whose last major part in things was back in issues 3 and 4 and then NOTHING, and making you feel gutted the poor guy is dead... using what he had left to warn everybody.

So we then rewind again to where everyone was when the emergency alarm went off:

We start naturally with Rewind, whose worried about Chromedome and came to Brainstorm's lab to talk to him. Swerve's just here to accidently activate a meta bomb that gives him forth wall powers. Or make him thinks he has them, like with Deadpool it's left vauge. Rewind is wondering where his boyfriend is and is suspcious of Brainstorm since CHromey keeps saying Brainstorm's name.. though not in a sexy way but in a screaming it as he wakes up way. Brainstorm for his part, while very good at subterfuge to a point. .blabs about a secret project, wtih Swerve distracting them before the alarm goes off.

Rodimus is having Perciptor, the less fun genius aboard look at the map to the knights of cybertron and after having him dumb it down a few shades we get to the point: the thing can't be copied. This setup with the finale is interupted and we go to Rung, whose gone to Visit Fort Max. Max invited him down.. to apologize, planning to give a speech but realizing that was more for him and admitting the shock, waking up after garrus 9, he was in bad shape and genuinely asks if Rung can forgive him. And Rung.. instantly does. Not only has Rung been around for eons.. but he's a therapist. He spent the whole hostage situation trying to talk max down best he could. He can forgive.

Finally we have Skids wondering why Cyclonus is on the warpath.. thankfully JUST a metaphor, otherwise there'd be more than two corpses today, but he's mad Tailgate is hosting movie night at their place.

We end this catchup with Ratchet, whose pissed off Rodimus is being caviler about this, both because these don't go off for some reason.. and he made a joke about Ratchet's hands. Come on rodders.. that's way too easy. You can do better.

Drift is out and about to investigate.. and happens to benearbye as both bots see Overlord. We also get a really nice moment of bonding with the two, showing tha tbeneath their constant bickering.. they care about each other. More over time but we'll get to that. When Drift tries to get Ratchet to barricade himself in.. he refuses. He'll lock down the clinic.. but they fight and if needed die together. Ratchet calls Rodimus to get EVERYONE down there and tells him if he dosen't make it.. tell first aid he's ready and tell all his patients they'll have to make new apointments.

Thankfully one of the best characters in this comic dosen't go down swinging as everyone arrives to throw down. They do their best, but naturally their best bet is the only other .1%er they have... Magnus. And while he SEEMS to do well, pounding Overlord's face in as he heavily regrets not being there on G9 when everything went to shit.. only for that classic reveal that always means your fucked.

IT's a shocking, horrific moment as one of the main cast, one of their leaders and seemingly their best hope.. is down. Magnus hoped to make up for Garrus 9.

It's also why I feel last stand is necessary to read these books after this read througH: while you CAN without it, Overlord's appearnce just dosen't have the same impact till AFTER this.. and just how badly Magnus falls here dosen't. After feeling he was slipping more and more.. he once again fails.. this time in a way he simply can't cope with. And the consequences.. will not be great.

And not suprisingly "Sword through the chest" seems incuriable: his spark is detaached and while First Aid can slow it down.. he can't stop it, and while everyone else is trying their best.. they can't do much. So drift has Swerve give him the com to call for backup.. the one person whose NOT here.

So just as Overlord has Rodimus by the throat he makes the mistake of asking for last words.. as the natural "Till All Are One" you'd expect... sends him panicking .. and leaves him wide open for..

God that felt good. It's not remotely over though as we find out why Fort Max had this opening: turns out Domey , while recklessly charging into a known mass murderer's brain, was still JUST smart enough to leave a trigger in there in case Overlord got out, something that would make him feel he was loosing which , since Overlord is deathly afraid of defeat, would send him spiraling. And in one of the best uses of a gag as a chekov's gun i've seen, only topped by something in next season's finale, he made it till all are one because Rodimus won't stop saying it.

As Rewind lays in shock,w ondering what the helld omey's been up to, Chromedome inacts plan b, asking Fort Max to drag overlord over yonder back to his cell. While Prowl is many things, most of them varations of rat bastard motherfucker, he IS prepared and made Overlord's cell detachable for if, or if your smart like Brainstorm WHEN this stupid plan backfired. Problem is there's a sword jammed in the way of the hatch... someone has to go pull it out.. and rewind is small enoguh, brave enough, and sad enough to pull it off, saying a tearful goodbye to cromedome as the pod detaches. To make matters even worse... Cromedome then has to blow the fucker up as he'd rather not leave the love of his life who was just about to leave him anyway with a sadistic murderer. And all that's left.. is

IT's one of the saddest moment sin the whole comic, and trust me there will be more and one of the best character death's i've seen. A big as screwup as bringing overlord aboard, a bigger one of him getting out.. it needed weight. LIke I said, Roberts knows it's best to kill a character when it's NECESSARy.. and Rewind going out lik ea hero sacrifcing himself so his friends and lover can escape, sadly bidding farewell knowing he's about to go through hell? It's a lot. It's a perfect sendoff to a great character, and a truly painful moment. Also if your wondering about the blood, Rewind took Chromedome's arm along with his heart.

The Gloaming

The gloaming starts with foreshadowing for the next arc: we see a bunch of ops with Ultra Magnus from the war.. but two things are off. The first is that he looks slightly diffrent each time.. and the second is he looks very dead at the end of each one.

This will make sense later but for now we're in the aftermath of overlord's attack: Drift is being repaired, and Ratchet is TRYING to repair mags.. but it dosen't look good. Using a death clock, a device that predicts how long a bot has left, he only has ten days at best and poor Tailgate breaks down over how unfair it all is: one friend is dead, another close to it...

And there aren't easy answers for everyone else either: Chromedome responds a little to Skids but it's very clear he's not remotely okay, while Rodimus has torn up his office. Rung tries to help.. but he's held back by the fact he dosen't know why Rodimus is REALLY upset: Rodimus thinks it's magnus, Rung thinks it's because he lost.. which is a good guess.. but it's not the right one. We'll find out why next time but for now with Rodimus launching an investigation into the incident.. he and Drift need to have a talk.

After that we get the funeral: Rodimus gives a wonderful speech as he's returned to the stars spock style pointing out how EVERYONE he met was better for having known him. Except Prowl, nothing can make that guy better> it's a sweet earnest speech.. which makes it odd that Rewind's actual partner.. can barely say a sentence.

Brainstorm notices.. and goes to confront dome. Not about the speech, most bots would likely chuck that up to bottling up his grief. But it turns out these two go back a ways.. and as a result we find out just WHY Chromedome has so little innermost energon and I really wish I could share the full scene as it's powerful and shows a more emotional side of the usually flippant Brainstorm we haven't seen till now: He knows what Chromedome's abotu to do and to prove it rattles off a bunch of names. All ones Chromedome dosen't recognize.. because they were all former Conjux Endura's. And after they died he wiped his memory of them to not deal with the pain. It's a hard reveal, and a well done one and throughly proves Rewind right about mnemosurgery being an addiction for him: After all grief is hard, loosing someone even harder.. if you had the option to just make that pain temporary it'd be incredibly tempting, near impossible to turn down. You loose the person.. but you also loose the knife in your gut every time you think of them and realize their gone. Sure you could say "Well i'd want to rmemeber them i'd want the pain" and the strongest among us probably could turn that down.. but it's harder when you have that option. It's why i'ts such a comeplling hook here and why the next part hurts so damn much

It fleshes out their friendship and Brainstorm a lot: he's had to watch his friend erase those he loved again, and again and again, tried and failed to talk him out of it time and again. All because he KNOWS what it's like to loose someone.. and that while the pain never goes away, it's better to have them with you. We'll get into how he knows that pain next time. For now the slug is the only reason history may not repeat itself.

So we get two scenes intercut: One is Rodimus before the rest of the crew.. as Drift takes full responsiblity for what happened and is stripped of his autobrand, banished and boo. It's a loss that hit harder this time as i'd gotten more attached to the guy, seen him nearly sacrifice himself, his deep faith, his argument flirting with ratchet.. it's hard to see him go even if he damn well deserves it after all this cost. There's no.. joy in this.. no catharsis. he screwed up, sure.. but it dosen't bring Rewind or Pipes back. It dosen't undue the pain and grief everyone has or fix anything. It's simply assining blame. I'm not saying Drift or a certain someone else we'll get to next time shoudln't be held acountable, but it dosen't make it easy to see him go.. or see Ratchet be the only one to comfort him showing that despite arguging constantly.. they ultimately were close as anyone could be. With this... Rodimus is alone, his command staff gone and it's not going to be easier to wear the crown going into the finale.

The other is a touching moment I can't really share in full here, two page spread and all, btu Rewind pieced together a message for Chromedome, knowing what he'd do if he was gone. He begs his partner to go on without him, that injecting will kill him.. and that he deserves to be happy. The New Institute isn't him anymore. And as one last note because he dosen't say it enough

It's a scene that's now become one of my faviorite: while it's hard to follow because of the various footage, when you put it all together.. it's a message of courage. Despite the guilt, despite the pain, despite al lthey went through.. rewind loved chromedome, as he was, for who he was.. and wants him to stay that way. To keep him with him. And so .. Chromedome , for the first time, sheethes his claws.. and chooses to live with the pain.

We then end on a cliffhanger: Ultra Magnus.. is missing. Someone stole him, he's just gone.. and if that wasn't enough.. Tailgate goes under the death clock light.. and dosen't have much time left.

If it wasn't obvious by now I love these issues: their heartbreaking, well done and read even better this time around: It's a tragic loss that's expertly crafted, and used entirely to push the characters forward, to really push them with one forced to leave, one seemingly kidnapped and one facing his own crippling issues.. .and finding the courage to live

Next Time: We finish season 1! If you thoguht things coudln't get worse for the lost light.. your wrong as they face an attempted genocide , a character we've seen named a lot but not actually met till now, an old foe and a cool as hell new one. Until then thanks for reading

#transformers #transformers more than meets the eye #comics #idw #james roberts #rewind #chromedome #rewind x chromedome #overlord #rodimus prime #ultra magnus #swerve

[karamazovposting]

On the peasant in the snow

Okay so I've been reading and rereading Book Eleven for a while now, which is why this blog is gradually becoming even more Ivan-centric than it already was, for multiple reasons (partially because of my bipolar Ivan essay, but mostly because it's my favorite book out of all of them, it's so interesting to me and gives me so much to think and write about so I don't want it to end) and Ivan does a lot of strange things in there that I've always been able to find an explanation to, mostly because poor guy's going through dysphoric mania and psychosis and I get where he's coming from, but there was one thing that I didn't understand. Until I thought about it a little harder because I felt that it was very important.

The thing is, even if his mental state isn't the best in those moments, the things he does never really striked me as out of character (I'll talk about it in the last part of my aforementioned, and at this point quite famous since I'm constantly mentioning it, essay in the future) because again, I get it, but I felt weird about the way he acts when he encounters the drunk man on his way to Smerdyakov's for his last visit: he's walking in the snowstorm and he sees a drunk peasant who later falls on him, Ivan pushes him away violently and he falls unconscious to the ground; Ivan then thinks to himself that the man will freeze do death and walks away. I didn't really get it at first, but when I did I had to close the book for a few minutes because Ivan Karamazov you bastard you'll drive me mad.

As the man, a short peasant walking in zig-zags while swearing and singing to himself in a husky drunken voice, walks in his direction Ivan feels a very deep hatred towards him and even feels the impulse to knock him down and okay, just Ivan being Ivan, he's like that all the time, but then he leaves him there and wait a fucking minute. Ivan is definitely not someone who lacks empathy, and even if he is more empathetic towards children than he is towards adults by his own admission, he would never let a stranger die just like that, and in the end he indeed doesn't. I decided to go over the description of the man and on the particular verse of the song Ivan hears him sing again, which also echoes in Ivan's head after he hears Pavel's confession: Vanka's gone to Petersburg / I won't wait till he comes back. The man is described in a way that resembles Fyodor; and Ivan (Vanka) went away (to Moscow, not to Petersburg, but still) and Fyodor didn't wait for him to come back because he died and Ivan didn't even make it in time to attend the funeral. And that's when I closed the book; please please please don't tell me Ivan almost left a stranger to die in the snow because he saw his own father in him.

What made me want to scream even more than I already did is how that ends: as I already mentioned and as we all know, on his way back to his place he picks the man up, goes to the nearest house to ask for help and saves the man's life; he even calls and pays for a doctor to make sure he's okay. That is who Ivan truly is and that's why I always say that his words are rarely reliable; he said he was going to kill Smerdyakov, yet we're shown that once again he's just putting up an act and that Father Zosima was (of course) right about him: he's a struggling soul with a noble heart, as he tells Ivan in Book One. He's not like Pavel described him to be during that last visit; he tells Ivan that he's more like Fyodor than any of his children and Ivan agrees, but Ivan's perception of himself is already skewed on its own and Pavel is just another person who didn't understand Ivan. Ivan's actions redeem him and show us his true colors while his words condemn him; he's going to testify against himself at the trial and he decides to save the life of that stranger that reminded him too much of his father, that he wanted dead. Or did he, really?

This was supposed to be a short post but I talk too much, especially when it comes to Ivan; I can't believe the first meta I post that is not part of my bipolar Ivan Karamazov agenda in months still turns out to be about him. I swear that I have things about other characters in my drafts, I just want to be done with that essay first but at the same time I needed a break from it so yeah. The thing that drives me insane about this novel is that it's made of parallels and metaphors and I love stuff like that, so my metas are often about parallels and metaphors. Expect more of them in the future (it sounds like I'm threatening you but I swear I'm not) (maybe).

#the brothers karamazov #ivan karamazov #thoughts #mine

[jessource]

1989 (VAULT TRACK) SENTENCE STARTERS.

Slut!

flamingo pink.

sunrise boulevard.

clink, clink.

being this young is art.

moonlit swimming pool.

what if all i need is you?

got lovestruck, went straight to my head.

got lovesick all over my bed.

love to think you'll never forget handprints in wet cement.

lovelorn and nobody knows.

love thorns all over this rose.

i'll pay the price, you won't.

if i'm all dressed up, they might as well be looking at us.

and if they call me a slut, you know it might be worth it for once.

if i'm gonna be drunk, i might as well be drunk in love.

send the code.

he's waiting there.

the sticks and stones they throw froze mid-air.

everyone wants him, that was my crime.

the wrong place at the right time.

i break down, then he's pulling me in.

in a world of boys, he's a gentleman.

love to think you'll never forget.

we'll pay the price, i guess.

they might as well be looking at us.

half asleep.

taking your time.

in the tangerine, neon light, this is luxury.

you're not saying you're not in love with me.

but you're going to.

taking your chances.

it's a big mistake.

it might blow up in your pretty face.

do it anyway.

Say Don't Go.

i've known it from the very start.

we're a shot in the darkest dark.

oh no, oh no.

i'm unarmed.

the waiting is a sadness.

fading into madness.

it won't stop.

i'm standing on a tightrope, alone.

i hold my breath a little bit longer.

halfway out the door, but it won't close.

i'm holding out hope for you to say, 'don't go'.

i would stay forever if you say, 'don't go'.

why'd you have to lead me on?

why'd you have to twist the knife?

walk away and leave me bleeding.

why'd you whisper in the dark, just to leave me in the night?

now your silence has me screaming.

don't go.

now i'm pacing on shaky ground.

strike a match.

it's not fair.

you kiss me and it stops time.

i'm yours, but you're not mine.

you're not there.

i'm standing on the sidewalk, alone.

i wait for you to drive by.

i was trying to see the cards that you won't show.

i'm about to fold unless you say, 'don't go'.

why'd you have to make me want you?

why'd you have to give me nothing back?

i said, 'i love you', you say nothing back.

i want you more.

i would stay forever if you say, 'don't go', but you won't.

Now That We Don't Talk.

you went to a party, i heard from everybody.

don't even get me started.

did you get anxious though, on the way home?

i guess i'll never, ever know now that we don't talk.

you grew your hair long.

you get new icons.

and from the outside it looks like you're trying lives on.

i miss the old ways.

you didn't have to change.

i guess i don't have a say.

i called my mom, she said that it was for the best.

the more i gave, you'd want me less.

i cannot be your friend.

i pay the price of what i lost, and what it cost.

what do you tell your friends?

we shared dinners, long weekends.

truth is, i can't pretend it's platonic.

it's just ended.

i called my mom, she said to get it off my chest.

remind myself the way you faded till i left.

i cannot be your friend, so i pay the price of what i lost.

i don't have to pretend i like acid rock.

i'd like to be on a mega yacht.

important men who think important thoughts.

guess maybe i am better of now that we don't talk.

the only way back to my dignity was to turn into a shrouded mystery.

just like i had been when you were chasing me.

guess this is how it has to be.

Suburban Legends.

you had people who called you on unmarked numbers.

i let it slide.

all was quickly forgiven.

you were so magnetic, it was almost obnoxious.

i was always turning out my empty pockets.

i didn't come here to make friends.

we were born to be suburban legends.

when you hold me, it holds me together.

you kiss me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever.

i had the fantasy that maybe our mismatched star signs would surprise the whole school.

i ended up back at our class reunion.

you'd be more than a chapter in my old diaries.

i am standing in a 1950s gymnasium.

i can still see you now.

i know that you still remember.

we were born to be national treasures.

you told me we'd get back together.

tick-tock on the clock.

i pace down your block.

i broke my own heart, 'cause you were too polite to do it.

waves crash on the shore.

you don't knock anymore.

my whole life's ruined.

i always knew it.

my life had been ruined.

Is It Over Now?

i slept all alone.

you still wouldn't go.

let's fast forward to 300 takeout coffees later.

i see your profile and your smile.

you dream of my mouth before it called you a lying traitor.

you search in every maiden's bed for something else.

baby, was it over when she laid down on your couch?

was it over when he unbuttoned my blouse?

come here.

baby, was it over then?

and is it over now?

when you lost control.

red blood, white snow.

blue dress on a boat.

your new girl is my clone.

did you think i didn't see you?

there were flashing lights.

at least i had the decency to keep my nights out of sight.

only rumors about my hips and thighs.

oh lord.

i think about jumping off of very tall somethings.

but no!

let's fast forward to 300 awkward blind dates later.

if she's got blue eyes, i will surmise that you'll probably date her.

you search in every model's bed for something greater.

was it over then? and is it over now?

i think about jumping off of very tall somethings just to see you come running and say the one thing i've been wanting.

i was hoping you'd be there.

#rp lyrics #rp memes #rp prompts #song prompt #rp meme #rp sentences #rp sentence starter #inbox memes #rp starters #memes #prompts #mymemes. #*

[mr-deblob]

Aerti Reading of No Promises to Keep

So, new FF7 theme song, new group of lyrics to analyze, debate about Who It's About. While I'm fairly certain it's about all the people who Aerith came to know and who care for her, I can't help but feel that they lyrics point towards Tifa most of all. Perhaps it's simply shipping vision, but Hollow, while generally being about Cloud's state of mind trying to handle loss, definitely feels like it centers around Cloud's relationship with Zack specifically.

I'm not gonna write an essay about those two, but I will link to a video that pretty much embodies every reason why it embodies Zakkura:

But now, let's break down No Promises to Keep with that in mind. Hopefully I don't kick any hornets' nests in the process.

Walking city streets with worn cobblestones Listening to people rushing past to rhythms all their own Life passing me by, not thinking how the years have flown Until I met you

This portion can apply to Zack, Cloud, and Tifa pretty equally. All three of them played a part in Aerith engaging more in her own life. Zack kickstarted her flower-selling business; Cloud's fall led to her leaving Sector 5 with him and deciding to help rescue Tifa; and Tifa herself became her closest confidant and friend, both of them acting like each other's childhood girl friend that neither of them had a chance to experience.

I won't say that it was fate I won't say that it was destiny But if not, what could it be that drew you towards me? Could it be chance?

Let's be real- the fact that Aerith met Tifa at all is an absolutely wild chain of events from an outside perspective. Because Zack got her to start selling flowers topside, she ran into Cloud and happened to meet him once again when his fall from above landed in a church she frequents to gather flowers from. Then, when she accompanied him out of Sector 5, Chocobo Sam's cart carrying Tifa passed by and fired Aerith up to help rescue her.

Given that the Whispers only show up when the destiny of the Planet needs to be corrected, there's definitely an implication that all of these events were fated to occur. However, given that the Remake Trilogy's themes are heavy on changing destiny and if fates are fixed, these lines could be reflective of how Aerith is trying to fight the future she saw. Thus, she doesn't want to attribute the reason she met these people important to her to something greater. Better for it all to be pure chance that she knows them, that they sought each other out instead of being herded towards one another.

Till the day that we meet again Where or when? I wish I could say But believe—know that you'll find me Promises to keep, we won't ever need

While this is very much a general sentiment of Aerith wanting to be with her friends again after her death, the last line's rather striking to me. She doesn't need a promise for them to meet again- they will, even though she has no guarantee for how it'll happen. It's meant to reassure the ones she's singing to, and when it comes to someone who relied on a promise to keep herself connected to an important person in her life, Tifa Lockhart is the first one to come to mind.

Tifa has a lot of abandonment issues, rightfully so given... *gestures at her entire history*. At this point in her life, her childhood friend group had started seeing her as a romantic prospect and severely strained her ability to be open with them. Cloud, distant as he was, felt like the only one she could connect with who wasn't openly trying to court her, the closest one to treating Tifa like Tifa instead of a Young Maiden. If he leaves, she would lose the one person her age who talks to her like a person, and there's no guarantee that they would ever see each other again once he's gone. Trace of Two Pasts says that Tifa had a "special 'like'" for him, one that she couldn't afford to lose. So she comes up with the promise, a way to cope with the loneliness, something to believe in, like how she tried crossing Mt. Nibel to find her deceased mother on the other side.

She's the type of person who would need this kind of reassurance, especially with someone she's developed a close relationship with. Rebirth is not shy in showing that Aerith and Tifa are basically inseparable. And given the *ahem* separation which occurs at the end of Rebirth, Aerith would want to try and soften the pain and despair that would come for Tifa through the grief. If she could tell Tifa when or where they'll reunite, she would, but all she can do for now is help Tifa believe that they will meet again, that this parting is temporary and she won't need to mourn forever.

If only I'd never known All the burdens I was born to bear Lived a life without a care in the world save for you… But that won't do

Remake Aerith's gotten some glimpses of what will happen in the future/has happened in the past, something that's clearly weighed on her throughout the games. She's scared of the Whispers stealing away those parts of her, warns Cloud not to fall in love with her, and tries to keep Marlene and Red XIII as out of her memories/visions as best she can. But she knows she's meant to die for the sake of the Planet

Even beyond the meta elements of it, Aerith's status as a Cetra- the last Cetra- and her connection to the Lifestream has prevented her from really feeling as just another girl. She's the centerpiece of Shinra's plan to find the Promised Land, she's watched over by the Turks, she's been trapped since her birth and has never been able to make any real choices.

Wouldn't it be nice to be ignorant of all that? To have even a year where she didn't feel the weight of the world on her shoulders and could live as a carefree girl who loves flowers? But even if she could sweep away all those worries, she would still want to know the important people in her life and all the struggle that comes from caring. Now, that's an impossible dream, a good dream. To go shopping topside with her friends, going on a beautiful date with Tifa in Costa del Sol, basking in the wonder of the Gold Saucer. It would be nice to stay in those fantasies forever, but the future's approaches, it's survival hinging on her playing her part. So she has to let them fall to the wayside.

Till the day that we meet again On our street, I want to believe In the chance that we'll share a glance Promises to keep, we won't ever need

Much the same sentiment as the first chorus, but this time focusing on Aerith's perspective. Even though she put her carefree dreams aside, she needs to hold onto the belief that there's simply a chance for them to see each other again.

Aerith and Tifa have a recurring gesture of turning towards each other to connect, eye-to-eye, heart-to-heart. That's their way to communicate with each other in a way only they get to hear and see.

Then, in the ending scenes of Rebirth, when everyone's getting up to leave the altar, Cloud and Aerith look back to wait for Tifa, with Aerith in the foreground. When Tifa shakily gets up, takes a breath and turns around, Aerith's not there for her to look into her eyes, to share a mischievous smile with, to whisper their little jokes to. Maybe Tifa can't see Aerith now, but Aerith wants to believe that they might get to share a glance with each other one more time.

Till the day that we meet again At our place, just let me believe In the chance that you'll come Take my hand and never let me go Take my hand And believe We can be Together evermore

I don't think I need to point out how often Tifa holds onto Aerith's hand or has to catch her in her arms. Granted, a number of these happen in life-threatening situations, but we're in a JRPG here- those moments are basically flirting without calling it flirting /s. Honestly, though, these ladies give so much physical affection and care for each other. It'd take forever to put down all the examples, but you could probably find some real easy just by searching up Aerti, so let's move on to the last bit of the song.

Walking city streets with worn cobblestones Struggling against the crowds and finding ourselves all alone Fate and destiny are no guarantee Still I hope someday you'll come and find me Still I know someday you'll come and find me

Once again with walking through busy streets. Though this time the two of them make it through the crowd and get to be alone. The only crowd I can think of is Tifa pulling Aerith through the Gold Saucer crowd to get closer to the front. As for the two of them being alone, off the top of my head there's the room in Kalm and the cargo hold on the cruise ship where they're softly sharing their Pre-Order Pasts with one another... seemingly only with each other for now. And once more, there's a lack of trust put in fate and destiny.

However, she hopes and then knows that she'll be found be this person. Really reminds one of a pretty vulnerable moment Aerith had in Remake does it not?

She was already found once. She trusts that she'll be found again... someday.

#rebirth spoilers #aerti #aerith x tifa #aerith gainsborough #tifa lockhart #ffvii rebirth #ff7 #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #no promises to keep #shipping #ship thoughts #song analysis #Youtube

[dreamdaddymorpheus]

MINORS DNI.

Hello! My name is Tris and I go by she/her pronouns. I'm 26 years old from the UK and a very proud Slytherin far too set in her ways lmao

I'd like to think I'm pretty easy going so my only fundemental rule really is just to be kind. This is a safe space for me and I'd like to make it a safe space for everyone as well. As for requests, I have a few things I will absolutely refuse to write and those are:

Romanticised & Explicit Rape. Underage Relations. Incest. Beastality.

I'm open for requests but I can't guarantee I will write everything. I genuinely just go with the flow. So, please don't be offended if you don't see your request posted. 9 out of 10 it is in my draft saved for when a plot bunny strike.

I also won't be active all the time. Unfortunately I work from 8AM to 6PM and I will be without my phone during those times aside from an hour lunch break. So most times all I can do is lurk and stalk you lovely people lmao fingers cross I win the lottery and I can live doing whatever the hell I want!!

SERIES.

FIRE ON FIRE status: work-in-progress pairing: morpheus x scarlet witch!reader summary: The Lord of Dreams falling in love with a being capable of spontaneous creation – what could possibly go wrong? chapters chapter. 01 | chapter. 02 | chapter. 03 | chapter. 04 | chapter. 05 SO YOU WANT TO PLAY WITH MAGIC? (Oneshot AU) status: currently writing (coming soon) pairing: morpheus x scarlet witch!reader summary: Roderick Burgess, an aspiring sorcerer, steals from an actual witch. A mistake he will come to regret for all of eternity.

MISC.

dark!morpheus request - dark!morpheus x human!reader don't blame me - dark!morpheus x human!reader love made me do it - dark!morpheus x human!reader from dusk till dawn - morpheus x ancient vampire!reader

#have pretty dream as an extra lmao #will update when needed #pinned #masterlist #rules #mobile friendly