#or else these freaks are fucked hard

[sunset-sunbun]

RED I AM MORE THAN CERTAIN WE ALREADY HAVE MORE THAN TWO PROBLEMS-

[vaguely-concerned]

so much potential in the other companions dealing with ingellvar and emmrich -- two incredibly intelligent educated capable and when pushed exceedingly lethal people, who nevertheless have some uh. unavoidable gaps in their understanding of how day to day life works outside of the grand necropolis and the basic elements of how to function in a society with little to no post-mortem activity

(varric helped rye get to grips with the most important stuff in their time together and had war flashbacks to merrill's first years in kirkwall the whole time. but hey a basically functional adult person came out of it safe and sound by the end of it both times so it worked out, we take those)

[lemongogo]

oo u want 2 draw soo bad..

[palukoo]

Bettejoan plsssss 👉👈

thanks!!! ehjbfhefh okay. no summary on this one lol. i don't typically write rpf not like out of judgment or anything (rpf is fine!) but bc it feels like. so much harder/so much "she would not fucking say that" and like um as i've mentioned the lack of historical consistencies for bette and joan makes me feel crazyyyyyyy. also in truth, bettejoan fic should be like predominantly insults and hate sex and the most insane public comments known to man and that just isn't really my strong suit sadly!!! all this to say an effort has been made!!

“I can’t stand you,” Bette grits out, though she makes no move to step away.

“I'm not asking you to stand me, Bette," Joan says breathily. "I'm asking if you'll fuck me." Bette places a hand, firm, on the flat of Joan’s chest, and Joan grins in something like victory, until Bette pushes her back forcefully.

“God, you're even more easy and desperate than I realized." It lacks some of it's usual bite, because she's clearly a bit flustered by the directness and trying hard not to show it. Still, Joan’s face hardens.

“Easy and desperate?” she asks, voice cold, and Bette pretends she doesn’t somehow know that that’s her response to the actual anger and hurt beneath it. “I’ve always admired your originality with your insults, darling. You sure know how to make a girl feel special.”

“Only if she is,” Bette retorts. “I’m honest. And you're as common as they come.”

“Is that why you make such a point to avoid me? Why you insult me publicly given any possible chance? Why you bring me up just to get in a dig or two when I’m completely irrelevant. Maybe I’m too obvious in my appeals, but you’re hardly subtle, and if you haven’t noticed that, you’re crazy. Honest," she says with a scoff.

Joan waits for a rebuttal that somehow doesn’t come.

“I know you don’t like me, but you sure talk about me a lot. I bet you think about me a lot.” She pauses. “I think about you a lot,” she adds, voice lower.

“That much is obvious,” Bette quips, rolling her eyes. Joan takes the lack of outright denial as some kind of progress.

“I’ve thought about it, you know, and I never could decide if I thought you would have a need to be in control in the bedroom, like you seem to have everywhere else, or if there’s where you’d want to surrender it,” Joan says, mock casually. Bette flushes. The funny thing is that Bette’s never able to figure it out either, not in any way that makes sense. And she sort of hates that Joan has come to the same conclusion. Or lack thereof. She feels horribly, shamefully vulnerable under Joan's discerning gaze.

“What’s your point?” she huffs out, reaching into a pocket for a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, but Joan beats her to the latter, quickly lighting a match and holding it up to the cigarette Bette places between her own lips. She meets Joan’s heavy gaze as she inhales, and quickly looks away.

Joan puts out the match. “My point, darling, is that perhaps I tried the wrong approach. Maybe instead I should ask if I can fuck you.”

Bette laughs.

“What’s funny?”

“The fact that you think that your asinine question made you sound submissive. You may play it from time to time, but you’ve never sold it, not to me. You're not good enough to."

“Do you want me to be submissive? You’re right that it’s hardly the most natural thing for me, but you’d be surprised what the right person can get from me,” she says, perching on Bette’s makeup table carefully and doing her best to look seductive. Bette may not give Joan a lot of credit for her acting, but alluring is one thing she's quite good at playing.

Bette tries very hard to be unaffected, to not let her eyes follow a path from Joan’s long legs all the way up to her almost pleading eyes, to not picture it, Joan taking orders from her. Joan completely at her mercy. She tries not to be enticed by it, tries to tell herself it would only be for some sort of revenge, some way to humiliate her, to hurt her. And yet, there's a strange sort of disappointment as the fantasy seems to solidify. Not disgust, not even really shame, though she's sure that will follow. Disappointment. And something seems, horribly, to click.

Joan picks up on it, of course. “Bette,” she starts, and Bette doesn’t let her finish. She surges forward, letting one hand press into Joan’s thigh to brace herself and keep Joan against the table, and bringing the other to Joan’s jaw to crash their lips together. Joan tenses for a beat in surprise, but then clutches at Bette’s back, kissing her back fervently. “So that is what you want?”

“No,” she says bluntly, and kisses her again working slowly towards her neck.

“I don’t—“

Bette twirls a strand of Joan’s hair around her finger and tugs, and Joan gasps, her head falling back. “Fight back,” Bette says, and even she isn’t sure if it’s a command or a plea. Either way, Joan takes it.

“Oh,” Joan says, pulling against Bette’s hold to bring her head back up and meet Bette’s gaze. “With pleasure, darling."

[rebornofstars]

i mean personally i find the appeal of batfam comes from the unbelievable tragic fucked up dumpster fire of interpersonal dynamics between every single character. i keep seeing the accepted fanon shove them into neat little boxes of brother and son and father and sister and like you aren't wrong but when are you going to mention the fact that this is simply how they choose to refer to each other in front of strangers to prevent themselves from having to try to explain the infinitely messy impossible gordian knot that is their relationships to each other. because you just know whatever the fuck is happening between those little weirdos aint right. big happy found family? they're stuck together against their will for life, yeah, and none of them would know how to feel a thing without the terrible ecstasy and adrenaline of what they share, and it's some kind of family, sure, but it's a monstrously complicated one, and not the kind of thing you can just explain. or leave. or understand. even when you're right in the thick of it. i like to think that they each have a wildly different take on what they mean to each other, and none of them are wrong but all of them are missing some key facet of it, and only the characters directly involved in each combination have the whole story. that's how twisted things get: nobody understands how damian and jason manage to continuously interact without hard feelings. nobody gets why steph and alfred talk when they don't even get along. nobody knows what the fuck is wrong with dick and bruce!!!!!

[lordofthesoups]

In regards to the "what character do you associate with me" thing, yeah I think the Witch might still be the character I associate with you. I mean also kind of the whole au dollins we've got going on but mainly the Witch

I don't think folks will throw rocks at you. Her life is kind of interesting - both her more adverse view of humanity and how she was kind of raised by an entity of rot and darkness and decay. Someone sometime did a whole essay about how she's described as hunched with gnarled fingers and yeah that's kind of playing on the classic description of a witch but you can also interpret that as her sort of having a smaller view of herself and the effect of being half eaten by worms before being brought back to life - a gift I'm sure (sarcasm) wasn't mentioned throughout her childhood and probably left physical and mental scars. Considering her view of humanity and her life, how she tried to help John does make some sense. She's kind of indoctrinated. (note - I am a big Grace Chasity fan. so. yeah.) The Witch is kind of interesting.

personally, I've got issues with the whole "bringing people back to life and then using them as wombs for maggots," thing but that's more to do with one of my biggest fears being eaten by bugs/ ants/ worms and the like from the inside out and/or having bugs crawling everywhere. And I did enjoy John shooting her in the head with the "Only I decide who I am" while Faroe's Song (piano and cello) plays loudly in the background. cool moment. But yeah I don't think people will throw rocks at you for liking her character.

dude dude i love her so much. This has got me thinking again about her. Also hi that was me, i did that essay. Im so glad it was memorable enough to stick with you though (i am jumping for joy) <33333

[bottomsonlybar]

guys it literally took me 40 mins to watch a 20 min video cause i kept having to rewind and pause and take a fucking WALK there was simply too much to process. she overdose on yaoi cocaine

[telesodalite]

...thinking of maybe... of maybe drawing some more scav yuri, of varying levels of cute or unhinged (or both👀?), for the love month, for my mental health or whatever, so uh, is there any particular pairing or such that anyone would wanna see? I need excuses lol

[outlanderalien]

Hey maybe it's the microplastics in my brain but I just rewatched LOTR and I think I love this guy? Like carnally?

[toothmarqed]

i truly wish i was anything but incapable. paralyzed between the fear of never doing anything with my life and letting everyone down versus the fear of doing

[neverendingford]

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[chieana]

I am so tired that every time I find some joy in something, the fucking masses decide it's the worst thing ever actually and my entire dash goes to shit, bashing the thing I enjoy.

Can we just focus on the things we like for once, and not bitch and whine about all the things we hate??? Stop forcing all this negativity into the world, please.

[dootznbootz]

oooh yeahhhh. like. they must have heard about the things he'd done in troy. But have they heard all of it? Have they heard of Palamedes, the Thracians and the countless other people? Will they still see him as the same man? Do they still care about him? Are they still waiting for him? No, no - he is the same man,, he must be. he must be the same man. He needs to get to them. He is convincing himself that he is the same. He needs them.

We love self-doubt on a tuesday don't we

Heads up, I am probably the most off track I've ever been because I'm just all over the place right now :'D Hope you don't mind. I DO make a point but it takes a long time to get there. I was just... a LOT of thoughts and it's kind of all over the palce. I'm really sorry 😅

YESSS!! I mean Palamedes dad DOES try to convince her that "Odysseus is bringing home a new bride" where she's like "You're trying to tell me, that my husband, one of the biggest simps to ever simp, is replacing me?? when he knows damn well that I'm the best thing that's ever happened to him??? You and your son are both scum. Get the fuck outta my sight."

HE'S STILL THE SAME MAN!!! He's just so...shattered. This is still the man who deeply loves his wife and son. Still the man who would do anything and everything for them. If they said "I'm cold" he'd get gasoline and matches to light the world on fire if that's what was needed. (very much "Odyssey version" haha as Epic is...Nicer? definitely WOULD still "trade the world To see my Son and Wife" but Epic is more..."Selfless"?? idk how to describe but you know. not as much of a "rude asshole" like he is in the Iliad especially (rereading it now, literally basically the only person he wasn't an ass to at some point were simply dudes he didn't have a lot of moments WITH in the Iliad haha) if he had moments with a person, he was a dick to them at some point. )

Like this is very much the same man. The man who made the wedding bed (and palace!) that meant so much to them! like, from what I know grooms WERE supposed to decorate their houses for their brides but not build an entire NEW one! Not MAKE A BED OUT OF A LIVING TREE!!! (Odysseus is canonically a hopeless romantic! Wedding Music when they reunite? the language used when he talks about her speaks to her? their bed and palace? LIKE?!?!? you cannot tell me this fucker wouldn't be into romcoms and disney movies He would still be like "just kill the villain" but he'd be all over the "romance" This is the same man who proudly declares himself as "Telemachus' loving father". He's still the man who is proud and cunning and a bit of an ass.

He's just...incredibly SCARRED. He's still there. That's what he's HOPING. He KNOWS he still loves them and is still so devoted. That's the Odysseus that they know. That's what matters, right? Right?! He LOVES them! He's trying SO hard. That's what matters, right?!

Penelope sees and knows this. but he doesn't yet and for once in his life he cares SO badly about what someone thinks about him.

Agamemnon calls him a coward? Tell him that Telemachus' loving father's head would be ripped off its shoulders before he's a coward.

Penelope simply vagues that their marriage bed is possibly gone? DISASTER! SOBBIGN! He's been STABBED!

That's "her Joy". That's her husband. No matter HOW he comes back. She will love him regardless because that's HIM.

Small thing I'm adding because it kind of has to do with it: I'm kind of one who loves the idea of Penelope hating songs about him in the war because of "That's not my Odysseus" in a way. ( I mean it is. but it's a PART of him. That is his "war" side. haha. She knows this and is the same way.) And I think Telemachus telling her to not care is kind of showing how "Telemachus doesn't see the "father". He doesn't see the loving man he is capable of being. He just sees the "Warrior"" She KNOWS that Odysseus is so much more than that. But probably since Telemachus is surrounded by asshole men right now, he's probably clinging to "my dad was a hero and I can be too!" instead of "my dad pretended to be mad to not leave our side. My dad exposed his ruse simply to save ME. He made a bed out of a living tree for my mother out of love"

He's only hearing about his darkest parts and that's PART of the reason why this poor boy is hurting so much. So ANGRY.

[clockworksheep2]

i worry that it's bragging but genuinely winning that art contest has been good overall for me even if it's also caused a lot of mental issues for me (incredible how much it fucked me up honestly 😭😭😭 idk anybody else who has won a contest and proceeded to have a mental breakdown bc of it and spiral into self-hatred sdfjkl that's so ridiculous). like it has helped prove to me that my art CAN sometimes be good enough to receive (positive) recognition of some kind. also helped me realize i don't have to do things the way that everyone else does them - sometimes doing things in the way i like to do them is good. sometimes my ideas are good, even if they're unconventional or seem stupid at first glance. sometimes it can actually work out to do things in ways that other ppl don't.

i am still baffled when i think about it all honestly fdsjkl like.... i rly just did that for fun and i knew it was kind of a stupid idea and i very nearly did not enter at all but i just figured "ah well, it'll be good to participate in something, be part of a thing" and threw my hat in the ring and then walked away without a second thought about it. part of me still wants to dismiss the win as "well u did smth different, and that was cool enough to give u the win, but ur actual content wasn't Good, it was just intriguing bc it was different. if everyone else had done a needlefelt and stop-motion entry then u would've come in dead-last for sure" but i try to ignore that thought even if it does feel true fdsjkl

[littleshopofhorrors-confessions]

I don't really get this 'transfem!Arthur is Audrey' thing to be honest, they're very different characters? I mean yeah Arthur would probably be a little bit different as a person if she was subject to misogyny but I don't think she would become a completely different, much more sexually reserved person? Could someone explain this to me?

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