#I yapped again

[rederiss]

in my head you are jeremy knox's number one fan and I wanted to vent about something regarding the treatment of "sunshine characters" and such. very brief i promise.

one complaint I kept seeing about Jeremy from other fans was that he "has no personality" and I'm like halfway through TSC and... that is just not true lmao. He's packed with personality. The darker edges of his character are definitely more subtle (like he blatantly disassociates at periodic intervals it's pretty rampant) but he's also...

There's this scene where he kind of puts his foot down and goes, "hey we are accommodating as well as we can you need to meet us halfway" when talking to Jean. And I found that interesting. Because for all Jean has been through he's definitely in the mindset of "this is what needs to happen and how things need to go" and there's only so much they can do before it directly collides with what Jean needs to heal. Which is someone challenging his perspective. Challenging his viewpoint and having the spine not to back down from it. And I see Jeremy as being very self assured in regards to his team (and less so to himself. I think it's a specific thing of "I am confident and assured and stands straight when it affects people in my team but I tend to run and avoid my personal and familial problems.) And that's like... the first eight chapters.

So, to come back to my point, the whole boiling down of Jeremy to this "bouncy happy sunshine boy" is already frustrating because he IS good but he's got a lot buried underneath that surface and that is legitimately compelling. But fandom is where gentle and good characters with nuance go to die ig. Was that salty? Maybe I'm just remembering my roots. I have a particular venom for characters who aren't allowed to be multifaceted because they happen to wear a smile.

GOD Im Kevin’s rival!! I am sorry but I will fight Kevin for #1 Jeremy fan. He can take #2 where he belongs, which is behind his queen tattoo…

Can I just say I am so glad someone else notices how often Jeremy dissociates. Made a post about it specifically with TGR, but he does do it in TSC. I say it’s a point of his characterization where people need to pay attention the most because it really shows so much of Jeremy Knox. I could go on and on about this, but I won’t. Instead, I will say that focusing on what Jeremy is attempting to omit in his narrative actually will clue us in with his deal.

The next thing I am going to say will be controversial but it’s actually the truth… People do not know how to read anymore. And I mean read with a critical lens and be able to understand the complexities of the words in front of them. Unless those words are explicitly stated (like in Neil’s and Jean’s POV), then they will not understand the complexities of a true unreliable narrator (like Jeremy). There have legit been studies that people’s critical thinking skills and reading skills are declining within each generation. Why do I mention all of this? Because it’s important to know why this is happening. Jeremy is the type of character where we HAVE to focus on what he is attempting on omitting, especially in the first book.There is another side to this whole issue where people believe that characters like Jeremy are boring because they aren’t edgy. We see how the fandom treats Neil, Jean, Andrew, and Kevin (love my edgy boys) vs Jeremy (Love my sunshine boy) and its very clear what the common denominator is for the other four. Jeremy is just as complex (and dare I say he can get just as edgy) as the others, but he has his reasons to not do this. Most people either a) don’t want to see that a sunshine character can have nuance or b) genuinely did not understand the breadcrumbs he dropped in tsc.

Okay, now that I got that long spiel out of the way. Let’s rave about my boy. Jeremy is such a character. He is the captain of the top 3 college exy team. He is caring and loving and understanding but he knows how to put his foot on the ground and stand up on business. I think the reason why he seemed not as nuanced as Jean is because we only get 5 (and a half) Jeremy chapters in TSC and the whole time he is avoiding his whole deal. He puts the focus heavily on Jean for a lot of reasons, which by now you should alreaady have the sense on what he’s doing. Essentially, he is playing a role in jean’s “rehabilitation” by stopping the platform from shaking so that jean can step on it. So, he isn’t focusing on himself. You’ll learn more about the logic behind this in TGR btw.

Fandoms generally dont like sunshine characters. Even with ATLA, the most liked character is Zuko, the most edgiest character in the whole damn show. He has so much complexity but they ignore that Aang (a sunshine characters) also has the same amount of complexity since they do mirror each other. Unfortuantellyyy Jeremy got that. People equate edgy to nuance and sunshine to 1 dimensional when that is not even the case. This goes back to my point of people not understanding complexities unless it’s stated directly to them. Edgy characters do tend to state everything under the sun while sunshine characters bottle up. It’s harder to crack open a sunshine character so they pass them off, but I guarantee you if figure out how to crack those characters open, a whole world will come out. I am hoped that TGR would remedy some of this, but I still see people falsely characterizing Jeremy in their posts or saying off hand comments about him that don’t make sense. It disheartens me as Jeremy lover.

[viciousins]

hadn't imagined being married with a pending separation at this stage of her life . somewhere along the way , their fairytale had turned into a nightmare — one she was growing desperate to wake up from . as echoing foot steps make themselves known , lucia's heart instantly falls to the pit of her stomach . would recognise those foot steps anywhere . the anticipation used to make her excited , heart skipping beats as she waited for him to appear . but now , she felt dread . anger . heartache . ' they told me you wouldn't be here , ' she clarifies before he has the chance to comment . eyes haven't left the bag in front of her , channeling anger into the clothes she's now carelessly shoving inside of it . ' i'm just getting what's rightfully mine , ' there's an irony in the way she declares such a statement , knowing there's a shirt or two of his in there . they were her favourites , after all . @lacehearts

[jayparked]

not to ruin the soft riki ask streak but i had a dream and it was just so :(( riki didn’t go to high school in favor of perusing his dreams in a vile and extremely competitive industry. Do you think it would ever get to him? Like, if his gf could talk to Jake about math or something (idk what do smart people talk about) and he wouldn’t really be able to contribute? In my dream, i was asking him about a kanji character but he couldn’t read, but jay was able to help instead. In recent lives he has mentioned that he can’t read certain ones anymore because he hasn’t had a lot of opportunity to read Japanese. That kind of thing… I think it would be a sore spot for him, despite being obviously incredible in how own craft!! I think he’d def need a partner that’s very attentive and would catch on to that kind of thing (or i need to touch grass who knows)

dw pooks you're not ruining anything!

that's such a :( kind of dream

i will say though, and im not insinuating this is how you feel or think about him, riki is not dumb. he's very very smart. he's showcased it a lot in enoclock episodes for example where he's solved academic problems or even korean riddles before the other members. i relate to him a lot because there was one year in high school that i missed more days than i actually attended! i'm academically smart but really struggled in high school with a lot of personal home life situations and i felt very unchallenged in the first school i went to. so i'd be weeks ahead of my class and just turn in my work, get the next work and leave. i ended up graduating a year early because of this and spent my last year of high school in an alternative school where i was able to get more personalized teaching and pacing while also getting help with what was going on in my personal life. idk what riki personally went through, but because of my own experiences i feel more hesitant to jump on the 'hahaha riki didnt go to school he's dumb' / 'omg wow look riki in a school how crazy' etc. i'm just sharing that for perspective, and again, i'm not trying to say that's how you see him!

kanji is the hardest part about written japanese. there's so many ways to read and pronounce certain characters based off context. and there's also just so many kanji characters. it's hard even for native people (at least that's what my japanese friend has said when i first started learning). and think about it in context to your own native language. there's so many words that i haven't used in a long time that when i see them again i'm like...i know that word but i dont remember what it means....so i dont find it that surprising that he's forgotten some!

i agree with you though! i think he needs a partner that can learn his body language well and see when he's feeling down/doubting himself cause he's not going to necessarily express it verbally (or he'll struggle to)

[lilacxquartz]

love you, love you, love you;

mr. crawling x reader

plot: some things are best expressed without the need of words — themes: spooning/cuddling, smut, maybe yan vibes — w.c: 1.1k

a/n: my first homicipher related fic. i want to try one for mr. silvair & mr. gap next, bc they were also my favs. this game has been taking over my life so much lately. like it’s been in my dreams, haaah.

masterlist • ao3

Mr. Crawling was always loud when he was excited within your company; his laughter filled out the vast empty spaces that were otherwise unadorned with familiarity. Whatever you once sought from those winding corridors was ever-fleeting, temporary, leaving you stuck within the confines of his company.

Yet, when he felt what you could only interpret as affection—that’s when Mr. Crawling then became different—quiet, soothing, kind but also… curious.

And when you would usually sleep, he would stand watch, knelt over the floor as per his usual stance but sometimes crouched near you, sometimes leaning back against the wall with his legs pressed up against his chest. He would watch you as his life depended on it, unwavering in focus and with eerie intensity. He would watch as your chest rose and fell, leaning close on occasion to catch the sweep of your breath and sometimes, he would trace the pad of his milky fingertips in long, languid strokes against your face. Always so delicate, so tender, but for the most part, quiet and even shy.

Having once caught a glimpse of Mr. Gap in your blanket space, however, set something territorial off for Mr. Crawling and he was never able to recover from such an invasion. The very idea that someone else was able to infiltrate what he deemed to be your space—especially someone who he disapproved of—wasn’t something he could stand for. Especially with the sort of trickster Mr. Gap was, he couldn’t bear to see you get hurt. It would kill him on the inside (and on the outside, too).

So, just as you were getting into bed to rest up once more, he too, slipped in under the covers with you. At first, you were startled as usual, turning to face him with confusion evident in your eyes, murmuring out some words in a language that he still could not understand. He repeated something back, the meaning lost and indecipherable upon your ears, though soon surrendering to emphasis using gestures instead. A hug to bring you closer, a reassuring pat on your head and a small, longing kiss over your nose.

You listened to his words again, repeating over and over like a broken record.

Perhaps he meant no harm, after all.

You turned your back to him and settled into his chest, finding that he was surprisingly warm for what he was. His taller frame encased your body, wrapping his ashen arms around your waist—accidentally brushing the fabric that sat over your breast—nicking the cloth ever so slightly. Your breath hitched in surprise and as though in sheepish realisation, he withdrew right away, terrified that you were upset with him.

You drew out a long breath, reminding yourself again, that after everything that has happened thus far…

That, Mr. Crawling does not want to hurt you.

That Mr. Crawling has only ever helped you.

So perhaps, right now, Mr. Crawling only wanted to be closer to you.

You relaxed your breathing, settling into his comforting shadow once more and allowed for his presence to envelop you. He repeated the soothing motions of his grappling arm, although he held onto you softer that time. His hands explored your body with a delicate touch, as though afraid of breaking you—of upsetting you again—his motions growing confident the longer that you didn’t protest. It wasn’t long before he, otherwise not disturbed by your lacking, conscious awareness, decided to explore further with you. Mr. Crawling’s fingers didn’t ask for permission that time, creeping beneath the clinging fabric, feeling your skin against his palms, inviting a pleased, almost delighted smile to curl on his lips.

The silence remained unbroken as Mr. Crawling continued his explorative focus on you; the quickly-building evidence of his need growing harder the longer he pushed himself behind your body, the repeated touches arousing something warmer within him. To both his surprise as well as your own—you were not repulsed, allowing him to creep even lower, below the skirt of the dress and up, brushing his hand up to your exposed skin and, reading into it—you communicated your consent from the moment you parted your legs, allowing him to get even closer.

Confidence surged in Mr. Crawling as he pushed himself into your hilt, allowing his hardened length to slip inside. Betraying the stagnant silence, he shuddered out a ragged gasp before giving into his own rising need; grinding himself into your sopping sex with steadily increasing fervour. His fingers clamped around the curve of your hips as he held you in place, slamming every last inch of himself deep into your core.

Ever touch-starved yet wanting nothing more than to surrender to the sensation of you, Mr. Crawling continued to drive his cock into your needy cunt, soon wrapping his winding arms around your body and holding on tight. He bucked intensely as you soon succumbed to breathless whimpers, incoherently begging for his name. Equally desperate whines rolled off the slip of his tongue as he found his lips pressed into the crook of your neck, dampening your skin with sloppy wet kisses—as many as he could give.

It felt overwhelming for you in a way to be worshipped like this but you did your best to keep up with such intensity, especially as the warm, tingling pleasure built up inside of you, too. You held on just as tight as he did, your hand seeking out his own—fingers weaving into his bony digits—interlocking and squeezing tight the closer you got, your grip and otherwise clenching need tightening simultaneously. To feel him losing himself inside of you was dare you admit, addicting, feeling him completely fill and stretch you out leaving you almost dizzied from the impaling force.

Mr. Crawling, like you, soon surrendered to the rolling bliss from the flick of his hips, feeling a surging warmth mount and rise, encouraging him to lose himself to the searing heat of the moment and you. Encircling your body in a possessive hug, he suddenly began to mutter out a new word in a strained mantra, again and again.

Given how desperate he seemed to be, you understood the meaning as ‘close’, especially as his actions grew more strained and less controlled.

“Close, close, close,” he repeated.

It didn’t take his chased release to catch up as his hips grew to a stutter, rutting out one final pump before melting into you. Mr. Crawling cried into your neck, spilling out the entirety of his overflowing love, feeling the pent-up devotion trickle down your thighs���yet not letting you move away—still retaining his claim on you.

Instead, he kept you even closer than before, not allowing you to part from him ever again (despite understanding your yearning for rest).

Words were never the problem, it seemed.

Mr. Crawling would have always found a way to… connect with you.

[njere]

who's ready to swing? ☆

bonus: live skyfire reaction

i also included the hearts of steel design i made for skyfire, since I needed one to make the meme (i ended up really liking it ngl i love this big man)

[aliteralactualfactualgremlin]

I think if she pulled me into a bathroom, pressed me against the wall and started kissing me it’d fix all my problems actually

[fish-condition]

I just realized that even in the face of those suitors, Telemachus led with mercy.

Athena taught him to be merciful, to lead with opens arms

She tried to do right by his son… oh my heart

[antivanlights]

"Smells like... Rook."

Spite says this when you reach the well in the Crossroads, the one that connects the Fade with the village in the Hossberg Wetlands. The despair demon that resides in the well is known for luring people with whispers/echoes of something they want, and then manipulating them to their doom.

SO does Spite's comment actually mean that the well demon has targeted him and Lucanis by imitating Rook's scent?

[therewillbenoromance]

obsessed with just kinda Standing There. like idk how i got here or why i got here but i'm Here

[eff-exor]

[ghost hunting] knock twice if you would fuck me hehe

[rederiss]

Hi I am back again. Here is the thing, Jeremy Knox. He is so close to winning, so close. He can see it, he feels it. He’s baby girl! OKAY?

Alright. My main reasoning is that recently, Jerejean’s last book got announced (The Broken Cage) and it got overshadowed by Kevin Day’s duology. So, I think we need to give Jeremy Knox some love. He’s best boy who deserves the world and deserves at least one good win. If you read AFTG, you will know that his team has not won championships, but got real close to it. While this is not sports, we should have him go all the way and finally win something. It’s actually imperative that he wins something. We all will feel good about helping him reach the finish line! Please, vote for Jeremy Knox!

Character, book, and author names under the cut

Nicolo di Genova- The Old Guard by Greg Rucka

Jeremy Knox- All for the Game by Nora Sakavic

[rederiss]

I did not see ur tags but u def are not annoying about Jeremy Knox. I love seeing ur posts& yapping with u please never stop

Permission? Permission.

I constantly think about Jeremy’s passports and birth certificates. I constantly wonder why he has yet to order new ones. Genuinely, it’s not that hard to get either (though it could be different in 2008). The only answer that I have for this is he is afraid to because of the connections his family has. It would be so easy for them to find out and hell is raised.

So, the best he could do is search for them, which is a sad thought. He probably panicked search, and I am imagining William also helping him out. I am imagining William, after everything is misplaced now, sitting him down and begin cleaning the room, the mess. Jeremy feels bad, so he tries to help, but William tells him it’s best to calm down, that he can do the rest. William is such an important figure for Jeremy, and I do think William can be his way out. Jean definitely will be a contributor, but how Jean is to Kevin, William is to Jeremy in terms of escape. William has been there for so long that he probably won’t be able to leave, but he can help Jeremy to leave.

Think about it, he is the inside man. He is the one who set Jeremy up with a French tutor, with everything he needs. Jeremy also relies on him the most when he is at home. William has the potential to help Jeremy. The only reason why he hasn’t, most likely, is because he still sees that hope Jeremy has for his family. He is probably watching his hope and it’s so possible he knows that it will die. William can help but there is only so much that he can do. If Jeremy still has that hope, who is he to ruin that hope? Plus, I don’t think Jeremy would fully listen. It’s possible Jean will be the one who force him to see the reality, but William definitely will have a hand in getting him out.

[gojosoups]

saw this on twitter, nerdjo giving you backshots while studying for his upcoming midterm tmr

[kensatou]

why are you as a man smiling like that at your temporary teammate who the nhl ships you with....

[heartorbit]

figure skating set right now please. thanks

[abstractfrog]

Happy 1 year anniversary to Mr Sherlock Holmes! Here's a litttleee celebratory comic from me